Page 143 of Iris
I bite my lip as he straightens and spanks me again, the crack like an explosion of dynamite to my ears.
The sting’s bright, hot, and, as it fades, he brings palm down again. Then again.
It hurts, but it feels good.
Better than good.
The sting has an orgasmic edge to the pain.
I want to come, and he spanks me again, harder this time, right as he plunges two fingers into my dripping pussy.
A moan escapes.
“Shh.”
He rocks me between two brinks. The pain of the slaps and the pleasure of the thrusting fingers.
I’m torn, ravished between a swirling ocean and sharp rocks, unsure what it is I want, my mind shattering out.
I start to shudder, shake. My body is starting to burst with orgasmic bliss.
“Up.”
He stops spanking me, stops fingering me. He pulls his fingers from me, lifts his hand, and it’s the cool air and shame that touches me now. I scramble off him.
It’s more than shame.
It’s torn down need and pleading. “Please, Killian.”
He steps up close and hauls me up against him. I can feel the pull of my panties. He lets me go, and I stagger back. I have to step out of them to try to keep my balance, but he grabs me as I start to tumble.
Killian kisses me, soft, long, deep.
“Brat.”
And then he goes. Footsteps that turn to nothing as he hits grass. I catch a glimpse of a shape, and then…nothing at all.
I slowly breathe in, to try and get myself in order, which is hard because everything throbs and trembles with need, with the push for the release he denied.
Finally, after looking for my panties, I realize he took them, and it only makes me ache more.
Hivemind!
After a week of hiding, Iris G has turned up,
and now
she’s everywhere!
With our Luxe, who seems to shine even in the dark, one Alicia D is the ray of starshine every Alpha wants to capture…
Every Alpha with a huge… uh…bank account.
Alicia’s managed to tone things down to an almost boring level. No words whispered that can’t be said aloud in polite society, and she’s always fashion ready, demure mask on and an eye on the prize.
Cynical?
Maybe.
