18. Killian #2
“I don’t think that’s what you had in mind when you brought it with you,” I trace her jawline with my thumbs before sliding my fingers back through her hair. I gather up her long, silken locks and wrap them around my fist before tugging to tip back her head. “Do you think you can take two of me?”
I ghost kisses over her exposed throat and she swallows hard before answering. “I’m not sure I could tolerate one of you today, Shorty. Even the one that doesn’t cause chaos.”
My kisses travel up to her ear. “I fucked up and I’m sorry,” I whisper, then tug harder on her hair. “But you’re going to take everything I give you, lovely.”
“Am I?”
Releasing her, I take a step back. “I didn’t think you were the type to walk away from a challenge.”
Those brown eyes darken again. “Do not play mind games with me, Killian. If you want my ass, you–”
“Arse,” I correct.
When Katarina slides off the massage table, her dress hitches higher to reveal a tiny, black silk thong. Her expression is glacial. Sometimes, I really should learn to keep my gob shut. “If you want my arse, you’re going to have to beg.”
Rummaging in a drawer that Shelley keeps well-stocked just for me, I find the lube. The peanuts are a new addition and I shove a pack in my pocket for later. I unbuckle my belt and undo my pants before finding a clear section of wall to sit down with my back against it.
Katarina watches, her eyes narrowed and her lips pouting as I shove my pants down and take my iron-hard cock in my fist. Throbbing heat warms my belly and releases some of the tension.
around my chest. “Fine,” I say, grinning like the fool I am.
“I’m begging you Katarina. Come here and let me fill you so completely, it’ll be like we’re fused together.
Forever. And bring your second favorite toy with you. ”
Katarina weighs the replica cock in her hand. She could still use it as a weapon, but when she strolls over, she hands it to me.
Holding a cock in each hand, I watch as Katarina pulls her dress up over her head. Her bra and thong come off next, leaving her in just her red stilettos.
“So perfect,” I whisper, letting my gaze trail slowly over her body so she knows I mean every inch. “Those thighs could break walnuts and your sweet cunt is always dripping for me.”
She plants her feet on either side of my thighs and runs her fingers through her center. They come away glistening and as she lets me suck them, I fist my cock, smearing a bead of cum over my crown.
I groan as she straightens. “Keep talking, Shorty.”
I lift my gaze higher. “Your tits fit my hands so perfectly and damn, I love how your nipples turn as hard as bullets when I suck them. There’s your long neck I only occasionally want to throttle. But then there’s those lips and that sharp tongue.”
I draw her gaze down to where I’m leaking more cum.
“I’m a fucking mess whenever I’m near you, Kitty. Just one look from you stops my fucking heart, but I’ve never felt so alive.”
Her eyes glisten, and I’m at risk of saying something that will fuck with our heads when we should be concentrating on our bodies.
“Did I mention your beautiful hair? I’m going to wrap it around my fist again once I’ve got you in position. But first I need to get you ready for me.”
Gesturing with both my cocks like I’m ground crew for Ryanair, I direct her to turn around. Katarina shakes her head, but she’s admonishing herself because she does exactly as I tell her. I could bite the sweet arse she turns in my direction for that. And I just might.
Katarina looks over her shoulder before I can give in to the urge. “You’re like no one I’ve ever known, Killian. And damn you, but your level of crazy must be contagious.”
“Then let the madness take us.”
I rest the purple vibrator on my lap and, a little more reluctantly, let go of my cock despite my aching balls demanding release.
I part Katarina’ inner thighs. “Damn, you’re dripping for me and I need a taste. Rest your hands on your knees and let me rub that sweet mess all over my face, Kitty.”
When Katarina hinges forward, I draw a line through her center with my tongue. I circle her swollen clit and spear her soaking wet entrance before repeating the action, over and over again.
She shudders in pleasure when I plunge two fingers into her, soaking them in her juices before sliding up towards the crack of her arse. I rest my middle finger against her tight ring of muscle while I go down on her again, sealing my lips around her clit.
I suck her swollen bud and as her body jolts, I slip my middle finger past the resistance. When she relaxes, I push deeper, then deeper still until I’m knuckle deep in her arse.
“Ready for more?”
Katarina looks over her shoulder with the wickedest smile. “Get on with it, Shorty.”
I don’t know if she’s impatient for my fingers or if it’s because time isn’t on our side. Her new guards won’t be as familiar with her self-care regime as Danyl and Andrey, and they could come to check on her if we take too long.
I spit on my fingers, adding extra lubrication so I can push two fingers into her tight hole, then three. I stretch her as I pump in and out, slowly at first until there’s less resistance. And all the while my tongue plays with her clit, making her thighs tremble.
I bite on an arse cheek and withdraw my fingers. “I’m not going to let you come until I’m inside you.”
“Do your worst.”
My cock twitches, sending a thrill of electricity up my spine as I grab the lube and put a generous amount over my fingers. I paint it over her pretty hole and sink my lubed fingers inside her. More lube goes on my cock, but I resist fisting myself. I need to stand some chance of lasting.
“Time to sit on my cock, Kitty,” I say, inviting Katarina to rope an arm around my neck so she can sink down onto me.
Our lips fuse as I line myself up with her tight hole, and as she eases herself down onto the tip of my cock, she bites my lower lip.
I slide both my arms beneath her thighs so she can use me as support. “You’re in control now, Katarina.”
“I always am.”
“Don’t I know it,” I say, a laugh rumbling up through my chest that turns into a groan as she slides down onto my shaft. Inch by inch. “That’s it, Kitty. Take what you need.”
She presses her forehead against mine. “Damn, your cock goes on forever.”
“You’re almost there,” I reassure her.
“Liar,” she groans, but she keeps going until I pull my arms away and she’s sitting in my lap.
“That’s my girl, I knew you could do it.” She grunts in reply, too intent on persuading her body to relax. “Breathe for me, lovely.”
I earn a scowl for that. “Easy for you to say when you’re not the one with a giant cock up your ass– arse.”
As Katarina adjusts to the invasion of my giant cock, I press the heel of a hand against her clit as my fingers slip into her pussy. I palm one of her tits with my free hand and stroke my thumb over a hardened nipple.
“You’re a work of art,” I tell her. “I don’t think I give your tits nearly enough attention.”
One day we’ll lie next to each other and spend our time exploring each other’s bodies. One day when we’re not living in a world that’s intent on pulling us apart.
As I suck on her nipple, Katarina starts to move, sliding up and down my length. It’s small movements at first, but soon she’s riding my cock with an urgency that I’m more than ready to match.
I grab hold of her hips and thrust up into her arse as she bounces down on me. “You like that?”
“You know I do,” she bites back. “You’re so annoyingly good at this.”
“I can be even more annoying,” I reply. “Are you ready to take more of me?”
“Do it,” she demands.
Katarina slows her movements just enough for me to smear some lube over the vibrator. When I switch it on, it buzzes loudly, and I laugh. “I should have known you’d set it to full power.”
“Show me your full power,” she challenges.
Katarina and I angle our bodies so we can both watch as I glide the vibrator up and down her center until her moans transform into loud gasps. My cock pulses and I need to start thrusting again.
Seating the vibrator at her entrance, I tip my face towards her. “Mouth over mine, Kitty,” I demand. “We don’t want your guards rushing in before we’re done.”
Katarina surprises me by kissing me gently. “Something tells me we’ll never be done.”
“At last we’re on the same page,” I reply, and as her lips cover mine, I push the vibrator inside her and thrust my cock deeper.
Katarina slams down on me as I thrust upwards. I can feel the vibrations of my not-so-little toy as I pump it in and out of her. She whimpers. Maybe I do too as our entire fucking world detonates in the best possible way.
The euphoria goes on and on, but it doesn’t last. Good things never do.