A scream tears from my throat at how intense the stretch of him is. Holy fuck.
“I don’t know if I can do this,” I force through gritted teeth.
“Yes, you can, Little Lamb. I know it hurts right now, but I promise I’ll make it good. I promise I’ll make it feel so fucking good.” His voice is heavy with lust and restraint, and I realize how hard he’s trying not to hurt me, something that’s completely out of character for him.
I force myself to breathe through the pain, biting the inside of my cheek so hard I taste blood as he bottoms out inside me.
“Fuck, Little Lamb, your ass looks fucking incredible wrapped around me,” he breathes. He brushes his fingers down my spine, holding himself still for long moments as I grow accustomed to the foreign feeling of him inside my ass.
Little by little, the pain morphs into something else, something sinful that makes me desperate for more.
I wiggle beneath him, trying to lift my hips to force him to move, but the position he has me in makes it impossible, by design, I imagine.
“Kovu,” I whine. “I need you to move.”
A deep chuckle fills the quiet room. “You’re too fucking perfect for me, Cami. I’m never going to let you go.”
The words make my heart clench at the same time he retreats until only his head is still inside me before he thrusts forward again, taking my breath right from my lungs. His hands come down on either side of my shoulders, the mattress dipping under his weight as he presses me into the sheets with his entire body against my back, his shirt the only thing remaining between us.
“Oh my god, Kovu,” I sob into the pillow.
“We’ve been through this, Camilla. When I’m fucking you, the only divine being that’s here is the fucking devil.”
If I wasn’t so overcome with sensations, I’d probably laugh at his words, but I can’t force any other sound from my body aside from desperate moans.
Kovu’s lips press to the shell of my ear, his breath whispering against my oversensitive skin. “Touch your pretty little pussy for me, Cami. I want to feel your ass milk my cock.”
There’s a moment where I think about arguing with him, but I know better than that. When it comes to sex, my men are the ones calling the shots, and I’m more than okay with that.
I slip my hand beneath me and find my soaking wet pussy and overstimulated clit. I drag my bottom lip between my teeth as I begin circling the bundle of nerves, swallowing the desperate sound that tries to rise from the back of my throat. I have no idea how I’m so fucking close to the edge again already, but perhaps I shouldn’t be surprised at this point. My men know exactly how to play my body.
“You’re pulsing around me, Cami,” Kovu grunts. “Keep playing with your pussy, baby.”
I moan as my hips rock back and forth, trying to fuck myself on his cock at the same time as grinding on my own hand.
“Imagine how fucking good it’s going to feel when we fuck you together, Little Lamb. I’ll be fucking your ass while Bishop fucks your pretty pussy. We’ll be stretching you until you can barely take it, but you will, won’t you, baby? You’ll take every fucking thing we give you, and you’ll come so fucking hard for us,” he whispers against the shell of my ear, and his words drag me to the edge until I’m dangling there, desperate for another release just minutes after my last one.
“You’re close, aren’t you, Little Lamb? Just the thought of us fucking you together, of us using your pretty body any fucking way we please gets you off, doesn’t it?”
I nod against the pillow as a strangled sob escapes my throat. “Yes. Fuck yes.”
“Such a good little whore for us,” he praises. “You know Crew likes to watch, don’t you, Cami? So maybe Kaos could fuck your mouth so we’re filling all your holes and Crew will be watching, waiting for his turn when you’re spent and will take anything he gives you.”
That’s what does it.
My orgasm crashes over me, and a scream so loud and unfamiliar tears from me as my entire body trembles beneath him.
Kovu’s thrusts become wild and unmeasured as he chases his own release. His grunts mix with my moans in a symphony of pleasure I never thought we’d get to enjoy again.
But he’s here.
He’s here with me.
And I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure it stays that way.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
KOVU