Page 22 of Romancing the Reaper

“You’re so fucking wet,” Kieran groans, his tongue flicking over my nipple.

He feels so good it’s overwhelming. My free hand impatiently starts to push at the waist of his pants.

“And greedy too.” Kieran chuckles, angling his hips away and out of my easy reach. “Behave or I will have to tie those hands down, princess.”

If I wasn’t breathless, that would have done it.

“Oh, you want me to tie you up, princess? And here you pretended not to like being my little prisoner. Perhaps I should have just kept you chained to my bed, ready for me whenever I wanted to use you. Is that what you wanted?” Kieran whispers into my skin as his hand shifts, his thumb brushing over my clit and I jerk under him. “Is that the spot?” His fingers curl insideme, brushing against that sweet spot inside, and I think I might implode.

I can’t stop picturing the threat he made. Would he do it? Chain me up to his bed for his use? Hell, if he makes me feel like this every time, then maybe it wouldn’t even be so bad. Here for him… never knowing when it might come next.

“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you, princess? Maybe I’ll just keep you here from now on. Put a pretty little collar on you, marking you as mine forever. Mine to spoil and lavish as I please…free to fill and fuck whenever I want. This is only the beginning of the things that I want to do to you, baby.” Kieran grins.

I have no idea what magic his hands do but I shatter. The feeling is so much more intense than anything else I’ve ever felt on my own. The heights that I reach are unreal - and then I feel him. Hot and hard, replacing his skilled fingers with his cock inside of me as my orgasm seems to stretch into forever. My knees lift on either side of him, my eyes rolls back as he fucks me through my orgasm. Just when I think it’s going to end, and the ripples are going to fade he touches me again. Firm touches with just enough pressure that I’m already building into a second orgasm.

“Say that you’re mine, princess.” Kieran commands.

“Yes, please -”

He stops. I could cry. My body is alive - alight and burning - and he stops. He bites my breast,hard, in reprimand and I thinkthat I do cry out then. Words come tumbling from my lips as I erratically try to lift my hips and grind against him, begging him with every part of my body to continue.

“I’m yours! Kieran! Please, oh fuck, please Kieran!”

“That’s my pretty princess.” Kieran growls, and drives into me harder than before. “I want my name on your lips when you cum again. Give your perfect body over to me, you feel so fucking good baby, you were made for me.”

If he keeps talking like that, I’m going to be damned near addicted. His hand bands around my throat, limiting my air and making each and every sensation feel ten times stronger.

“Yes!” I scream. “Kieran, yes, I’m yours. I promise - oh please, fuck, oh please…”

Words tumble free as I inch closer and closer - sensations so high that they are almost painful and my eyes squeeze shut - Keiran keeps the exact same pace that’s driving me wild, hitting that place inside of me while rubbing my clit. I can’t breathe. I might actually pass out - and then my orgasm rips through me and I can suddenly suck in oxygen again. I feel Kieran, hot and wet, spurting inside of me as my body shudders. Everywhere he touches me is almost too intense.

He kisses me soft and slow as I start to come down. When he slides out of me I almost want to protest. Fuck if he wasn’t right about how good he felt inside of me, like he belonged there.

Does that make me a whore? Do I care if it does?

It’s not until he pulls away from me that he pauses, glancing down between us for a moment too long. In a daze, I try to sit up to see what he’s looking at, but I can’t quite manage it. At least, not until he slides off of the bed for a towel to wipe off the remnants of my virginity from his cock.

Embarrassment flames my face and I snap my legs shut, trying to roll away from him and he jerks an arm out, grasping my knee and pulling my legs open again. With a very pointed look, his jaw pulsing, he reaches between my legs and pushes his cum right back up inside of me.

“My wife will keep me inside of her, at all times. Understood?” Kieran says firmly.

It shouldn’t be sexy. I should protest and tell him that I will never marry him. He’s going to need to find another wife because I am a Dominio, through and through. But, when Kieran slides into bed with me, and pulls me into his arms I no longer have it in me to protest.

“You should have told me.” Kieran whispers after a while.

I would turn to look at him, but my body still feels boneless. “Told you what?”

“That you were a virgin.”

“Does that matter?”

“I would have been gentler with you, if I had known…” Kieran says softly.

The moment is too heavy. I don’t want it to be a bigger deal than it needs to be. If I had told him, he might not have done anything at all. If he had stopped because of something like that, I would have died.

So, I laugh at him. “You? Gentle? I don’t think that you know the definition of the word.”

Kieran pinches my side, and I squirm away from him. An action that I instantly regret because I’m so tired. “What was that for?”

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