Page 48 of Veiled Fate
We fell back onto the bed, his body draping over mine, the size difference between us truly evident for the first time. I reveled in it, clawing at his back, pulling him in tight with my legs. I wanted to feel small and vulnerable yet protected and safe.
Somehow, Kiel fulfilled it all and then some, adding unexpected emotions like contentment, joy, and a rising feral lust that caught me totally by surprise with its intensity.
Kicking one leg up, I rolled with my hips, flipping Kiel onto his back. He fell over with a yelping laugh, positioning me on top of him. Pushing back with my hips until his cock slid up between the cheeks of my ass, I watched his face tighten with matching carnal need.
“My turn,” I teased, easing forward to let him lick my nipple while his cock fell flat to his stomach.
Then I dragged my body down his, making sure to let him see his shaft caress my nipple until I was free to run my tongue over the thick purplish head of his hard cock. The sudden hiss and jerk of his hips were all the encouragement I needed to ensure he did more. I could feel the swelling of his cock through my fingers as he came to full attention under my touch.
There was a power in that, and it filled my body, an electric thrill at the connection, the knowledge thatIwas making him hard. My touch, my body, it was hard for me.
Flicking my tongue across the underside of his head, playing with his frenulum, I tasted the slightly salty precum as I worked it from the tip of his head with my mouth. The taut skin of his shaft glistened from my spit. I caressed his balls, kissed them, and even licked the sensitive skin behind them. His cock was mine to worship, and I left no part untouched, unkissed, unstroked.
His cock was throbbing in my hands.
“Enough,” he growled, sitting up suddenly, grabbing my chin, and pulling me away from my altar. “You’re mine. I’m going to take you. Now.”
The commanding growl demanded complete and utter obedience from me. That last, final word bent my body to his will. I let myself be laid back, legs spread wide, inviting him in. He settled over me, one of his hands wrapped around the long, thick shaft, positioning his head against the opening to my pussy. My spit mixed with my wetness, and he slid in without hesitation.
I moaned as he filled me, the size of his cock forcing me to stretch to make him fit. Kiel lowered himself, covering my mouth with his, kissing me thoroughly even as his hips lifted away from me and plunged down, filling my tight pussy once more.
“Fuck,” I cried softly. It had been so long since I’d been with someone, and they’d been all clumsy and awkward, neither of us knowing what to do.
With Kiel, it was like we’d done it a thousand times. We knew what the other wanted, when they wanted it, and how to give it to them. He fucked me hard, holding me tight, pinning me down, turning me onto my side. I was his to do with as he pleased, and he used my body, inflicting endless pleasure on it.
After my first orgasm, he had to pause, his face screwing up tight even as his abs rippled, a sure sign he had nearly lost control as my walls clamped down tight on him. My moans could no doubt be heard through the walls of our little safe house, but that was the least of my cares.
When he took me by the hips and bent me over, I obliged, sticking my ass out for him, even as he pulled me back, impaling me on his cock.
I came instantly. My fingers knotted up the sheets, and I cried out as my body exploded out of nowhere, the pleasure pounding my mind into submission with every thrust of his hips. He was hitting meperfectly.
“Don’t stop,” I somehow managed to get out, my face buried in the bed, back arching as he fucked me hard, his growls like some kind of animal, my body shaking as he slammed his hips into mine.
“Can’t … so close,” he hissed, concentrating on holding back.
“Give it to me,” I begged. “Now. I need it. Fuck. Come for me, Kiel.”
His cock swelled in size, and I came all over it again as he pumped me full of his seed, warmth filling me with every thrust, every groan that ripped from his lips.
Finally, he collapsed over me, both of us falling flat to the bed, covered in a sheen of sweat and bodily fluids and full of more than just the smiles plastered on our faces.
“About time,” I murmured in a happy daze as he slid off me to lay flat on the bed beside me.
“Sorry for the delay. Things have been a bit busy,” he said, speaking slowly as his own orgasm dulled his mind. “You know how hectic it can get, overthrowing an empire.”
“I guess.” I draped one leg over him and pulled the corner of a sheet up and over my body, content to just lay there, basking in the after-glow with him.
His fingers stroked my head, tugging my lips into a broader smile of contentment. It feltright. Like it was supposed to be. We justmatchedin so many ways. I just needed—
The heavy wooden door jumped as someone knocked on it.
“Open up! I have news.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
With more than a little regret, I slid off of Kiel’s chest, softly kicking the covers free, just in case we needed to make a run for it.
A patterned knock followed on the heels of the heavy banging, and Kiel immediately stood straighter, his shoulders losing much of their tension—not all, however. He still approached the door carefully from the side. Just in case.
