Page 38 of Nanny for the Demon's Twins

I would have lost all control otherwise.

"What-" She sucks in a breath as I shift under her, her clit rubbing against my cock. "What are you doing?"

I slide my hands up and down her thighs, hoping to relax her and ground myself in this moment. "I can't pretend to know what you've been through," I tell her. "And you can tell me as little or as much as you want. But it seems to me that you have never been given a choice. And you've never been allowed to seek your own pleasure."

I look up at her, raising an eyebrow. Pink tinges her cheeks, but she shakes her head. She looks nervous, embarrassed even, and I keep stroking her skin.

"I want you, Mira. In any way I can have you. But I won't hurt you. I won't force you. I want you to take what you want, and only what you want."

Her eyes flick down my body, down to my raging cock, and back up to me. "Are you sure?" She's exuding nerves.

I nod. "I'd be happy just having you on top of me like this if you don't want to keep going."

"No!" Her eyes widen again, and I know she spoke without thinking. "No, I just…I don't want to disappoint you."

I lean up, cupping her face. "You couldn't disappoint me," I whisper against her lips.

And then I capture them. I kiss her slowly at first, leaning back and bringing her with me. My other hand keeps moving along her thigh and slides up her back, gently and caressing.

I push her lips open, my tongue diving in, and she starts to relax into my kiss. Her hands come up to tangle in my hair, her tongue wars with mine, and as she starts to lose herself, her hips move.

It takes everything in me not to slam into her as I feel her slick arousal start to coat me. But I let her go, let her work herself up. I want her to take control, to see that I don't want her for her body or what she can offer me. I just want her.

But her body definitely isn't hurting the matter.

Mira's hips grind against mine, her breath hitching with each movement. I can feel her heart pounding in sync with mine, her heat driving me insane. But then she pulls back, her green eyes locked onto mine.

"Karn," she whispers, her voice filled with need. "I need more."

I grin, my hands sliding up her thighs to grip her hips. "Then take it," I growl. "Take me, Mira. Take whatever you want."

She pauses, her eyes searching mine. I see the moment she decides, her pupils dilating, her breath catching. She pushes up on her knees, her hand reaching between us to guide me to her entrance.

She's slick and ready, her folds wet with desire. I can feel her heat, her need, and it's taking everything in me not to thrust up into her.

She starts to lower herself, her eyes never leaving mine. She's slow, tentative, her breath hitching as she takes me in, inch by inch. I can feel her stretching around me, her body accommodating my size. She's tight, so fucking tight, and I have to fist the sheets to keep from moving.

"That's it," I groan, my voice rough with restraint. "Take your time, Mira."

She nods, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. She's focused, determined, and it's the sexiest thing I've ever seen. She slides down further, her eyes fluttering closed as she takes more of me.

"Gods, Karn," she breathes, her nails digging into my chest. "You're... you're huge."

I chuckle, the sound rumbling from my chest. "And you're fucking perfect, Mira. Absolutely perfect."

She opens her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. She starts to move, rocking her hips, taking more of me with each movement. I can feel her clenching around me, her body adjusting to my size. It's torture, sweet fucking torture, and I love every second of it.

I eventually let my hands slide back up to her hips, guiding her, supporting her, but I let her set the pace. I let her take what she needs, what she wants. I want her to have this, to replace horrid memories with this one.

She leans forward, her hands braced on my chest, her hair tickling my skin. Her breath hitches with each movement, her body tensing as she takes more and more of me. I can feel her getting close, her body coiling like a spring ready to snap.

"Karn," she breathes, her voice filled with need. "I... I need more. I need you to..."

I growl, my hands tightening on her hips. "You need me to what, Mira?" I ask, my voice rough with desire. "Say it. Tell me what you need."

She looks down at me, her eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "I need you to fuck me, Karn," she says, her voice barely a whisper. "Please. Fuck me."

Something snaps inside me. I flip us over, my body covering hers, my cock still buried deep inside her. I capture her mouth in a fierce kiss, my tongue claiming hers. I start to move, my hips thrusting into her, and I've never felt anything better.

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