Page 130 of Savage Reign

“Play with yourself,” he gritted out, stroking harder and harder still.

I hesitated.

“Don't make me repeat myself, firecracker. Play with yourself. Tease your clit. Show me what you like. What you would like me todoto you.”

Fuck. I brought my hand down between my legs, my body convulsing a bit when I touched the sensitive flesh.

“That’s it, baby girl,” Killian said, watching my hand intently and reminding me so much of that first night he came to my room at this house. “Fuck, spread your lips. I want to see how wet you are for me.”

I sucked in a sharp breath and did as he asked, using both hands. He moved his hand up and down his length faster.

“Stop,” he rasped, moving over to me. He grabbed my hands before I could pull them away and raised them above my head. “Keep your hands up. You move, and I’ll redden your ass and won’t let you come.”

“You wouldn’t!” I gasped, taking hold of the small metal bar on the top of the lounger that was holding the fabric in place. I wasn’t sure if it was his reddening my ass or his not letting me come that got me to react so strongly. I feared it might be the latter. And Killian probably knew it.

He didn’t say anything as he grabbed his cock and directed it to my entrance. I closed my eyes and groaned when he pushed in all the way, holding himself there for a moment.

I clenched around him, and he hissed out a breath of air.

“Fuck, little firecracker.”

That was all I got before he fucked me.

He grabbed my hips as he relentlessly drove in and out of me, never letting up, even when it started to feel too much. Even when tears streamed down the side of my face from the strong sensation, he kept up with the rough, quick movements. In fact, the sight of my tears seemed to put him in a sort of frenzy.

My legs moved restlessly, and I angled my hips, trying to lessen the pressure, but Killian was on top of me, trapping me between him and the lounger. He fucked me harder into the chair.

“Killian. Fuck!”

He grinned viciously at me and grabbed my hips to help slant his pelvis, changing his position inside me. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. I could feel beads of sweat falling down my skin, even as goosebumps rose. Tremors started at the small of my back. I was close to coming.

So close.

My grip tightened around the metal bar, as I pushed up, getting closer to Killian.

He pulled his hands away from my hips and slapped the side of my breast.

And that was all it took.

I came so fucking hard, all I saw for several long seconds was a dark fog. The orgasm just hit too hard, and I was left floundering, not knowing what to do with myself or how I was supposed to come out of this.

Killian shouted from above me, and he soon came as well, his cum shooting inside me and dripping onto our skin.

I clung to him.

I couldn’t help it.

“Please,” I begged. “Don’t let me go.”

“Fucking never,” came his harsh reply.

And I fucking believed him.

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MILA

I didn’t knowhow long we lay there in each other’s arms, basking in the warmth of the sun while the running water of the pool lulled me to sleep, but it couldn’t have been very long.

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