Chapter Three
Kian
Her throat bobs with a swallow.
A prelude of how she’d do the same around my shaft.
My resolve to wait to show my dick broke the second she asked to join me in the shower. It sure as fuck wouldn’t have lasted after she bared her hidden desires.
I keep my fists by my sides as I patiently wait for her to obey.
Especially when her gaze lowers. Immediately her eyes go round at the bulge I’m sporting. My cock is obscenely tenting the front of my briefs. The head peeking over the top, beading with precum. It twitches when her small hands flex against my skin.
She gasps audibly.
“I only have so much patience, Rainbow.”
My low and gritty tone startles her. I track the movement as she traps her bottom lip between her teeth enticingly. My muscles clench, feeling her fingertips trail lower and hook into my waistband.
She tugs, too gently to move an inch.
My erection is too swollen to make it easy.
I stay still as a statue when she tightens her grip and tugs harder, my cock bouncing free and slapping against my lower stomach.
Iris reacts as I predicted she would.
“Oh god!” she cries fearfully.
Her hands move to release my briefs, but I’m faster as I grab them before she can lurch away. A tremor rocks through her nude body as I curl my much larger hands over hers. In a dark voice that I don’t recognize, I say, “Keep going.”
“I…” Her mouth opens and closes. “You…”
“Finish what I asked you.”
Those big blue eyes don’t blink away from my cock, torturing me with the shock swirling in them. The mild apprehension. The fear. The lustful curiosity.
I’m a sick, sick bastard for loving every second of it.
That my dick is the only one she’s seen this close.
And that it’s the only one she ever will.
“ Iris. ” A warning.
“I knew you were big when I felt you… But this is enormous. How do you fit inside any woman?”
Fuck this.
Shoving down my briefs with one hand, I wrap her hand around the base of my shaft and stroke it with our joined fists. “You will take every single inch when I claim your virgin cunt. Not any other woman. You .”
Stroke .
“Is it going to hurt? Yes.”
Pump .
“But you’ll get used to it.”
Stroke .
“I will make you get used to it until you’re a whore for my cock.
So desperate that you’ll beg me to fill any hole I wish.
” A flush travels from her bruised tits, up her throat, to her gorgeous face.
Her lips part when I tangle my fingers in her tresses and drop my other hand from hers.
“Feel me. Grip me. Memorize every inch and stroke like it’s yours. ”
Possessiveness flaring in her hooded gaze, she slowly glides her half-closed fist—her palm too small to wrap fully around my girth—up and down.
Becoming less shy by the second. Meanwhile, a fire licks up my skin at the blinding pleasure her simple touch brings.
A groan frees itself from my lungs and I thrust in her grip.
“Harder.”
Peering up at me, she curiously asks, “What if I hurt you?”
“You won’t,” I grunt. “Squeeze me and pump faster. I’m teaching you how to touch me, baby. And I like a tighter grip. Use both hands.”
Like an eager teacher’s pet, she circles my shaft with the free hand below the first one and presses harder. “Like this, sir?”
“More… Fuck! That’s it.” I twist her hair tighter. Her pace picks up, making my balls pull taut. “Such a good fuck toy.”
Tongue peeking out to lick her lips, I catch her attention on the moisture leaking from the slit on my crown. “What’s that? Are you… coming?”
Lord!
I almost shoot my load.
“It’s precum, baby,” I rasp. “Taste it.”
Swiping her thumb across the crown, she raises it to her plump mouth and licks it off. Her pleased hum going straight to my cock.
Picking her up around the waist without warning, I carry her into the shower. Her hand falls away, looping around my neck.
“Why did yo—”
Slamming her against the tiled wall, I fuse my mouth with hers and kiss her hard. Her tongue strokes mine, sucking it deep. Thrusting my dick against her pussy, I grind roughly. She moans in shock, momentarily forgetting to kiss me back.
Biting her top lip, I lick the sting away.
Reaching around us, I switch on the shower, drenching us in water within seconds. She yelps in surprise. I swallow the sound with my mouth and kiss her with fervor. Nipping her jaw, I speak against her lips. “You wanted to shower.”
“No, I want your cock,” she demands, fluttering her eyelids open. “I’m still not convinced you’ll fit inside me, Kian.”
“Your body is made for me.” Slipping one hand between our slick bodies, I cup her mound. “This tight pussy is built for me. You kept it untouched for me.” Plunging my index and middle fingers inside, I growl, “It’ll fit my cock. Just like it’s fitting my fingers.”
Clenching her walls around my pistoning hand, she cries out and shakes her head defiantly. “No. It’s your turn. I want to make you come.”
“I told you the next time I come, it’ll be inside you.”
“So come inside me.”
“Not until the wedding’s off.”
“I can’t wait till then,” she sighs, kissing my lips. “I’ll die if I don’t feel you, love. Do what you told me that night. Breed me.”
Her words stun me, sending all the blood rushing to my dick.
I grab her throat, holding her immobile. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, little girl.”
“I do,” she utters sweetly. Then tempts me like the siren she is. “I’m not on the pill.”
“That’s a very dangerous thing to tell me when there’s nothing between us and my cock is one thrust away from being inside your cunt.”
“Did you not mean it?” she taunts.
I narrow my eyes. “I meant it, and that’s why you should be scared.”
Caressing her name on my chest, she guts me alive. “I’m scared of Nathan tearing us apart and not knowing what you would’ve felt like inside me, even once.”
Listening to her, I realize I hadn’t completely chased away her fear last night.
More than my words, she needs me to show her I’m all in.
Shifting us away from the direct stream of water, I press her back against the wall and spread her legs until every inch of her pussy is on display. “Grab my cock.”
Roaming her hand down the row of my abs, her fingers circle the base of my shaft. Lifting her obedient eyes to mine, she waits for my next instruction like a good girl.
“Guide me between your wet slit and rub up and down,” I command, low and husky. “Fuck yourself with my cock without putting it inside until we both come.”
The first contact as she presses my length between her folds makes us both groan. My forehead drops to hers and I exhale roughly against her mouth.
We both look down and the filthy sight of her pussy wide open by the sheer size of my girth makes a growl rumble out of me.
“You feel so warm and hard, Kian,” she moans, stroking the crown all over her. “Is this how you’ll feel inside me?”
“It’ll be a hundred times better, baby.” I roll my hips when she rubs around her clit. “Slap your pussy with my dick. Right against your little clit.”
Color hits her cheek, and she hesitates.
“Do it.”
Lifting my erection, she brings it down lightly and gasps.
“Not like that, you little cocktease.” Batting her hand away, I replace it with mine and smack her drenched folds hard.
“Ahh!” She jerks.
Smack. Smack. Smack .
Iris moans in pleasure, throwing her head back and locking her legs around my hips.
Cupping her ass in one hand, I hold her up against the wall.
Running the tip through her arousal and teasing the pink flesh, I drawl, “Does my little siren like getting her pussy spanked?” Smack. “I asked you a question, Iris.”
Sucking in a breath, she sobs, “Yeah. I like it.”
“Are you going to do it right this time?” I ask roughly, wrapping her hand around my shaft and dragging it through her arousal. “Show me.”
Digging her ankle into my back, she slaps the cockhead against her slit. The slapping noise making her shiver and her hips buck.
“Again.” A water droplet trickles down the corner of her mouth. I dart my tongue out and lick it off. Dipping my head, I flick her sore nipple, earning a delicious hiss. “Fuck yourself with my cock. The way you do with your fingers.”
“God! It feels so good.” Her breath hitches. “I can feel you throbbing.”
“Every time you feel horny, needy, you’ll use my dick to make yourself come, however you want. Not with your fingers or a toy, unless I allow it.”
“Sex toys?” she mumbles, rubbing harder and faster. “I don’t have any.”
My fingers grip her flesh painfully, my gaze flying to her half-lidded eyes. “Never?”
Embarrassed, she shakes her head.
My length twitches in her hold. The tip leaking precum, mixing with her juices. I thrust against her hot snatch, pulling our hips flush so I can grind harder. “Just the pillow?”
“Mhmm.”
“Your sweet innocence is going to be the death of me, woman,” I growl against her kiss-swollen lips.
“I have so much pleasure to show you in so many wicked ways. How could you possibly think I’ll let anyone tear us apart once I claim you?
I’ll turn the whole world upside down if someone tries to steal you from me. ”
A needy sound escapes her just as I feel a fresh wave of arousal drip from her entrance, running down my balls.
“Arms around me.”
They loop around my neck as I cup the back of hers and take her mouth in a savage kiss. I spank her ass with my other hand, making her gasp in shock and rock her core against mine. Trapping my dick so hard between her folds, it’s a miracle I’m not pounding into her like a beast.
Her plea to come inside her rings in my ear.
I’m torn between being a sensible guy and an unhinged man who wants to give in to his impulses.
I want to tie her to my bed, fill her womb over and over, and not let her out until she’s pregnant.