12. Kiera #2
I could have said the blush creeping along my cheeks, but if it wasn’t already obvious to Leo, I didn’t want to point it out. It would only make it worse.
“Very good baby. You’re good at this. Now tell me three things you can hear.”
It was hard to hear much of anything through the pulse pounding in my ears. Though now, it had more to do with the hulking heartthrob in my bed than with any sense of panic.
Unable to conjure another answer, I threw it out. “My heartbeat.”
“Mhm…” she trailed her fingers over my arm, no doubt feeling the goosebumps she’d raised there.
Shaking my head, I tried hard to focus. “You know, that would have been helpful last round.”
“Oh, you want my help?” I could hear the smirk in her voice as she trailed her tongue down my neck before biting into my shoulder. I gasped at the sensation, bucking back against her. “There’s a sound.”
“Your voice.” I breathed before she returned her lips to my neck, her hand trailing over my hip.
“That’s not the sound I’m talking about.”
As another slipped past my lips, there was no saving my dignity. “My… whimper.”
“That’s right, baby.” The rumble of her voice sent a chill right through me. I couldn’t wait any longer, couldn’t deny what my body was begging for. So I turned to face her, looping my leg over hers as I pulled her face closer, desperate to crush her lips against mine.
But before I could make contact, she stiffened her shoulders against my pull, a smug grin tugging at her lips. “Not so fast, sweetheart. We haven’t finished yet.”
“I don’t need to finish, I need?—”
“You need to do as you’re told. Let Daddy take care of you.”
“But—”
“Two things you can smell.”
“You…”
“Describe it.”
“Smokey. Hot.” There weren’t enough words to describe the depth of the smell, the clean patchouli and sandalwood of her cologne. I had been smelling it for weeks on the t-shirt I’d stolen from her in secret moments when no one would notice, but it paled in comparison to the real thing.
“What else?” She breathed, the warmth of her voice brushing over my already burning cheeks.
“I… I don’t know.” My head was completely fried looking into those golden-brown eyes, feeling her hand trail over my hip and toy with the edge of my t-shirt.
“Want some help?”
I nodded, biting my lip to hold back another moan as her hand slid beneath the t-shirt, pushed my panties to the side, and slid deep inside of me.
My eyes went wide as she dipped her fingers into me, curling hard against the walls of my entrance. “Oh my?—”
But just as I started to adjust to the pressure, she pulled her fingers away, holding the slick mess just beneath my nose. “Smell.”
Holding her gaze, I gave it a sniff. Normally, the idea of it would have revulsed me, but a lot had changed in the last few weeks. And when Major Callahan gave an order, I didn’t question it.
I was shocked to find that I actually enjoyed the scent — a bit musky, a bit tangy. But even more shocking was just how much of it coated her fingers after two short strokes. I didn’t realize I could get that wet that fast. I certainly never had before walking into this house.
“Describe it.”
“I need?—”
“What do you smell?” Her tone darkened, warning what would happen if I resisted.
“Need. I smell need, Leo.”
She blinked, clearly caught off guard by the answer before a twisted grin took over her face. “That’s the best answer I’ve heard all day. Are you ready for a taste?”
Nodding, I parted my lips as she pressed her wet fingers into my mouth, delivering a dose of my own excitement straight to my tongue. The taste was even better than the smell, but nothing was better than the feeling of my lips wrapping around Leo. Submitting to her made me delirious — greedy, even.
And as she rested her fingers at the tip of my tongue, I couldn’t help pulling them in deeper, drawing them down my throat as I sucked her fingers clean.
“Fuck,” her jaw dropped, eyes lighting with a flame that she quickly reined in. Her head rolled back, but her fingers stayed in my mouth, parting as I slid my tongue between them. “Goddamn, Kiera.”
With her fingers thrusting lightly between my lips, Leo lowered her mouth to my neck, trailing kisses down the skin as far as the baggy t-shirt would allow. But as her kisses grew more fevered, it was clear that it wasn’t enough.
Tugging at the hem of my shirt, she lifted those brown eyes to mine with something akin to desperation. “Can I have a taste?”
“Mmmm.” I nodded, muffled by her fingers.
Pulling them from my mouth, Leo examined her hand, glistening with my spit instead of my excitement. “I mean, Jesus, Kiera.”
Then, shifting the duvet, she moved herself on top of me, caging me with a bulging bicep on either side of my torso. I’d seen Leo all sorts of ways living in this house together, but the sight of her on top of me was enough to pull the breath right from my lungs.
“You okay?” She tilted her head.
I nodded hard, a bit more enthusiastically than I meant to. “Never been better.”
With a smirk that could have killed me, she shifted her weight onto one arm, using her free hand to pull up the hem of my shirt to expose the long stretch of bare, goosebumps skin she’d created.
Her fingertips traced over the sensitive skin, making me shiver as her soft lips began to explore the soft swell of my stomach.
Arching my back to get closer to her, I could barely breathe. “Oh fuck. Fuck, fuck…”
She laughed at my whimpering, letting her breath tickle my ribs as her mouth trailed closer to my chest. Freshly exposed to the cool bedroom air, my nipples were hard and aching for her touch.
Her tongue teased the tender peaks of my nipples with soft licks before sucking at the bud, pulling a gasp from my lips. Meanwhile, her hand wandered down, easing my panties down over my hips.
The movements were gentle, though the hunger in her eyes was anything but. I could tell she was holding something back, probably wary of scaring me after the night I’d had. After all, the way she was built, she could destroy me just as easily as Dom.
But the fact that she was so controlled with her power only made me want her more. The only thing that could scare me tonight was just how badly my body needed hers.
“Please,” I whimpered, my nails biting into her thick shoulder muscle as she hovered above me.
“Kiera…” Her eyes flashed to mine, hunger and warning lacing her tone in equal measure.
“Please, Leo. I need you to take me…”
Pulling my panties the rest of the way down, she tossed them roughly across the room before pushing my legs wider. “Oh god, Princess…”
She didn’t need to tell me what she was seeing. I could already feel the come dripping down me, staining the sheets beneath my ass.
Her hands traveled up my hips, holding them open without letting them overextend.
No words were needed — none were possible as she lowered her mouth to my pussy, plunging her tongue deep and hard into my entrance.
Her groans vibrated over my clit and straight through my body as her tongue curled against my walls.
“Oh!” My hand shot down to her hair, pulling hard against the dense, brown strands. Harder than I’d meant to. “I’m sorry?—”
But as I loosened my grip, her mouth lifted just long enough to growl, “Harder.”
Blinking, I followed her orders, tightening my fist lightly at first. Instantly, she let out a moan of pleasure, flicking her tongue from my entrance up to my clit with shocking proficiency. My grip tightened involuntarily, but this time, I didn’t stop it.
The harder I pulled, the more fevered her feast grew until my legs were quaking around her head. “Oh fuck, Leo, just like that, just like that!”
My back arched — every goddamn muscle tensed under the caress of her skilled tongue — but she wasn’t letting me get away that easily. Those brown eyes locked on my face as she hooked her arms beneath my legs and drove my hips down into the mattress with her fingers.
“I’m gonna — I’m — I’m, unngh!” All of my words melted into a mess of whines and whimpers as she held me in place, using her tongue to play with my sensitive bud until I just couldn’t handle any more. “Fffuck!”
My hips bucked against her grip one last time, but she didn’t slow. Not until after I reached my peak. Not until the cries stopped and I was little more than a puddle on the mattress.
When my deathgrip on her hair finally loosened, those brown eyes sparked with a satisfaction that sent a thrill right through my chest. Taking one final taste, she lifted her mouth from my center and smirked up at me. “You satisfied, Princess?”
Her chin was absolutely dripping from my excitement. There was pleasure on parts of her face that I hadn’t considered possible. But rather than wiping it away on the duvet, she ran a finger along that sharp jawline of hers and popped it right into her mouth.
“That was fucking amazing, Leo.” My thumb caressed her temple as my fingers slid into her hair. I just wanted to pull her closer. I couldn’t get close enough. “Was that… okay for you?”
“You taste fucking amazing, baby.” Leo smiled, trailing a finger down my side until I squirmed. “But you didn’t answer my question. Are you satisfied?”
My breath hitched at the feeling of her fingers dragging along my skin. The answer should have been yes: she had a talent with that fucking tongue, and wanting anything more than the mindblowing orgasm she’d just given me felt greedy, frankly.
But my mind’s instinct to lie was quickly betrayed by my body’s evident need for her. I laughed breathily as she ran her fingers over my thigh, trying and failing to hide the whine from my voice. “I don’t know how I could ever get enough…”
“I feel exactly the same.” Trailing a finger through the excitement that still coated my thighs, a wicked grin took over her face. “And it would be a damn shame to let all of this go to waste…”
“What do you–?” I lifted my head, trying to get a better look at her.