Chapter Forty-Five #2
He rises to loom over my trembling body in the semidarkness. It’s not my eyes he’s staring at, but the bullet wound scar on my chest. Pain and guilt flicker in his pupils. His jaw tightens as he caresses it with the tip of his finger.
I close my hand around his wrist, drawing his attention to my face.
“It no longer hurts, Kian. Nor does it make me sad. When I look at it in the mirror, all I see is the reason you’re alive and with me.
What happened to us is unfair and tragic, but it wasn’t our fault.
So, please, stop feeling guilty. It’s what's hurting me.”
“I don’t want you hurting,” he whispers.
“Then say you understand it isn’t your fault.”
His chest shakes as he takes a deep breath before saying, “It’s not my fault.”
“And you’ll stop feeling guilty.”
“I will try.”
“Good. I love you.”
“I love you more.”
Staring into his eyes, I slowly drag his hand down my stomach and push it under the waistband of my shorts and panties. Spreading my thighs, I place his palm against my pulsing sex and draw mine out. “Touch me, Kian. Fuck your pussy, sir.”
His fingers part my folds as his gaze becomes hooded and possessive.
Rubbing and stroking my slit, he swirls and spreads my wetness around. Circling my entrance and teasing it with a fingertip, he coaxes more arousal. It’s like no time has passed between my body and his, as it obeys and sizzles under his dominance.
Toying with my entrance again and again, he thrusts two fingers inside without any warning and hooks them to rub on my walls.
I moan, coming undone from a simple touch.
“Louder, Iris.” A twist of his wrist and he hits my G-spot, stroking over it hard and fast. “Cry and moan for me louder. Let me hear those sweet noises.”
“Mhmm… yes.”
His thumb joins in the delicious torment by flicking my clit, while his fingers ruthlessly fuck my pussy. The familiar stretch mind-blowing in my unused hole. I missed his roughness and deviant aggression.
“Oh… Oh god!” I cry out when he forces a third finger inside.
“Look at me when you come,” he commands.
I open my eyes, locking them with his, just as his thumbnail grazes over my clit and he thrusts powerfully, sending me over the edge.
The fast orgasm takes me by surprise.
“Kian!”
I’m riding the ecstasy wheel when rough hands wrench my shorts and panties off until I’m naked and writhing on the couch.
I look down, my pulse skipping a beat as Kian kneels between my thighs and kisses the white and round scar.
Shifting up my body, he does the same to my second scar before caging me underneath him.
I wrap my legs around his waist as he lowers himself. The touch of skin against skin reveals he’s naked too. His heavy cock rests against my pussy, making both of us hiss in pleasure.
Dipping his mouth, he trails kisses along my neck, collarbones, and lower to the swell of my breasts. My back arches off the cushion at the heat of his mouth closing around my nipple and sucking it deep.
The weight of him, his masculine scent, his hard muscles flush against my soft curves while he devours my breasts fills the hollowness inside me with his warmth.
I’m no longer stuck in an abyss.
He pulled me out and I’m staying with him forever.
The wet popping sound as he releases my red nipple has my eyelids snapping open. Leaning up with his elbows on either side of my head, he pants over my lips, and huskily says, “Put the tip of my cock inside you, baby.”
Dying to have him inside me, I reach for his shaft and fist it. The hard yet silky flesh is drenched in my juices, ready to plunge inside me. Lining it up with my opening, I push him inside me until my walls are stretched around the crown.
Grabbing my throat so I can’t look away, he feeds me his cock torturously slow. I feel every ridge, every vein gliding inside my pussy, eliciting sparks behind my eyes. My fingers dig into his biceps as the unbearable fullness steals my entire focus.
“Oh, Kian!”
“Did you miss my cock?”
“Yes.” He buries himself to the hilt. “So much.”
Backing out at the same teasing and slow pace, he pauses for half a heartbeat and thrusts hard, jolting me up the couch. Yanking me down, he slams inside a second time.
Ruthless.
Deep.
Savage.
Swallowing my delightful whimpers with his mouth, his cock pistons in and out of me punishingly, filling the silent room with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.
My nipples chafe against his chest, while our harsh breaths mingle.
“Fuck. You squeeze me so good,” pants Kian, licking the outline of my lips. “I could never live without this. Without you.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
“I won’t let you,” he growls, teeth nipping at my jaw.
Raising my hips, I meet him thrust for thrust.
Pushing my arms over my head, he laces his fingers through mine and pins them against the arm of the couch. Our foreheads touch as we gaze into each other’s eyes, filled with nothing but love and obsession.
“Come with me, Rainbow,” he rasps, fucking me hard and brutal.
The ache in my groin heightens to a painful and demanding degree. I clench around his girth, turning his eyes into slits.
“Come around my cock.”
His dirty words make my body seize and suspend for a second. Another vicious thrust causes me to gasp. The climax tears out of me on a scream.
Putting all of his weight on my shaking frame, his hips buck faster, slapping lewdly against my folds, until finally his rhythm falters. Slamming to the hilt, he roars out his orgasm, releasing his hot cum inside my spasming pussy.
Withdrawing after the final spurt, his warmth disappears as he scoots down and spreads my thighs over his shoulders.
My hand shoots to his head as his lips lock around my slit and his tongue takes a long swipe. He eats my cunt like the thousand times he’s done before, not caring that his white cum is leaking out of me.
The filthiness and the wicked sensations propel me over the edge a third time.
Until I’m floating on a cloud of bliss.
When I’m spent and lax, he climbs up my body to kiss me with his glistening lips that taste of us. I suck and lick his tongue, craving all of it.
“Please don’t make me go without this ever again,” I beg against his mouth. “No more treating me like I’m breakable.”
“Never again,” he promises.