Page 103 of Beasts of Briar
We crashed into each other. He brought his hands up, cradling my face as he kissed me deeply. Heat stirred in my belly. The world could be ending soon, but I wanted to savor this. Savor what might be our only—our last—night together. It had taken me far too long to realize that I didn’t have to be alone. I desperately wished I’d learned the lesson sooner.
Kairoth walked me backward toward the bed, his shadows now swirling around both of us like our own cocoon.
I kissed him back with a fervor, an aching need pulling me toward him. There was so much to think about, to worry about, but I pushed it all away. I wanted to focus on us for this one night only.
I unbuttoned Kairoth’s shirt, my fingers clumsy and fumbling, then shoved it off of him, admiring his strong muscles, his carved chest and abdomen. I traced a finger over all the hard edges of him, reveling in them. Reveling in him and the feel of him under my hands.
He dipped his hands under my tunic, spreading them over my stomach and waist, then letting them glide up to the underside of my breasts. He shoved up my shirt and lowered his head, taking a breast into his mouth and sucking gently.
I threw my head back and moaned while his tongue swirled around my hardened nipple. He moved his mouth to the other breast, and I pushed my hands through his thick hair.
All the while his shadows kept moving around us, giving us this brief respite from the world, our own private sanctuary of darkness.
His lips met mine again with a hunger that I felt deep in my bones. He kissed me hard, thrusting his tongue into my mouth.
A heady ache grew between my legs. I tilted my pelvis upward, and his hard length pressed into my stomach.
He swept me up into his arms, and I gasped as he laughed into my mouth. I looped my arms around his neck while he continued moving his mouth against mine.
I moaned into him, that ache growing to a throb.
“Fuck, I want to hear you,” he said. I stiffened in his arms, and he quickly shook his head. “I know you can’t make a sound. I’m not asking you to. I just want to know what sounds you make when you come. I want to hear you say my name when I’m inside of you.”
I pushed myself out of his arms, sitting on the edge of the bed.“I can make that happen. I can put you to sleep, visit you in your dreams like I have before.”
“That’s tempting,” he murmured. “But Bellamy, I’m not going to fuck you for the first time in a dream. It’s going to be here, in this world, where I can feel every single bit of your tight, hot cunt.”
Heat flooded my core. No one had ever spoken to me like this. I’d had various lovers in the Wilds, but the encounters had been quick, satisfying an itch and nothing more. I had a feeling this was going to more than satisfy me. After this, there would be no going back, no moving on from Kairoth. He would ruin me for all others, and I wanted him to.
I lay back on the bed and pulled down my trousers. Kairoth licked his lips, gaze devouring me and following every movement.
I was completely naked save for my panties. I ran a finger under them, dipping it down and rubbing myself in front of him.
“Fuck,” he dragged out as he got onto the bed, kneeling in front of me. “One night isn’t enough. Not anywhere close. Not when it comes to you.”
He hooked his finger under my panties and pulled them down, grazing my leg as he did, until he’d pulled them off, and I was bare before him.
He slid a finger down my slit. “You’re so fucking wet.” He leaned down and dragged his tongue down my center, my desire burning hot. “You taste so good,” he murmured against me. “I could feast on you all night.”
Those words. This man. If this was my last night with him, it would be imprinted on me for the rest of my life.
He trailed kisses up my stomach, mouth brushing against my collarbone, pressing kisses to my neck before he lay flat on top of me. His mouth met mine, and I writhed against him, pushing my pelvis up and rubbing against his stiff length to get some relief from this aching desire.
He groaned into me. “I’m not even inside you yet, and you’re already driving me fucking wild. Gods, Bellamy.”
I rubbed harder, my need for him intensifying, and he chuckled. The sound vibrated through me. He reached down and undid his trousers with one hand while bracing himself over me with the other. He yanked them down, and kicked them off, his hard length now pressed right against my entrance.
I bucked into him, and he slid his cock up and down my wet slit, both of us moaning in pleasure. There had been dozens of situations where I’d almost spoken over the years, where I’d desperately wanted to say something, but this... this was the hardest moment because I wanted him to know how much I loved this. How he was touching my body in all the right places. I was unraveling under him, and he hadn’t even entered me yet.
But I desperately wanted him to. He teased my entrance with his cock, his tip circling around it. A shiver rolled through me at the contact. So close.
I gripped his back tighter, fingers digging into his hard muscle.
He plunged into me in one swift movement. I threw my head back, biting my tongue to keep from crying out. He filled me so completely, so deliciously.
My spine arched as he drove into me in quick, hard movements. I rocked my hips with him, and his lips found mine. Our teeth, tongues, and lips clashed again and again as we moved together. His hands held my hips tight, every once in a while straying around to cup my ass.
Every time he plunged back into me, he drove me deeper toward the edge. My body seized, my walls clenching around him. I wanted so badly to scream his name just like he’d said. I wanted to cry out, but instead I dug my fingers deeper, kissed him harder, and dove straight off the cliff. He ground into my clit, wringing my climax from me in long bursts of pleasure.
