Page 60 of Sleeping Redemption
“Ave maria, gratia plena, dominus te?—”
Suddenly, Kinley fisted the front of my shirt, yanking me upright. My eyes popped open to be greeted with the sight of her beauty. Her lips were parted slightly to accommodate her heavier breaths as she rode my rapidly hardening erection.
With an amused smile curling over her lips, she spoke through her moans. “Really, Sy? Praying to the Holy Virgin?”
I clenched my jaw as she dragged her panty-covered pussy over my hard length again. A low growl rumbled in my chest.
“You know,” she began before her tongue slipped out between her lips and licked over the scruff on the cleft of my chin. “Mother Mary was a fucking prude. I always liked Mary Magdalene more. She knew what she wanted and how to have a good time.”
Before I could be outraged at the blasphemous statements coming out of Kin’s mouth, she roughly caught my nipples between her thumb and forefingers and pinched them. Even with the thin material of my shirt over them, a flare of pain enhanced the pleasure her hips drove against me.
A groan slipped out of me. Then, she twisted both of my nipples, and I nearly lost all common sense and propriety. I wanted to grab her, bend her over my lap, and show her whichone of us was in charge here. Instead, I continued torturing myself by resisting every urge in my body.
Internally, I scrambled to suppress my thoughts and desires. I could have had a full-blown debate with myself, listing all the reasons why I shouldn’t want Kinley. Yet, here she was, rubbing her cunt all over the swell of my cock like she was marking me with the sweet scent of her wet desire.
I spoke in a strained voice. “You couldn’t just use one of the many damn toys in here?” I attempted to offer her an alternative to grinding on me.
Her deep blue eyes met mine. “Mmm, Sy. Don’t you get it?”
The pace of her hips increased their rough movements against me. At this point, the dampness from her body had soaked into the front of my pants from her arousal, and it was driving me insane. My cock wanted to be coated by it; I wanted to feel her body’s wetness dripping from my dick.
Kin released my nipples, which prickled from the twisting and tugging. Her hands came to my face, cupping each cheek in her palms.
“I could fuck every toy in this room, but none of them would smell like you. None of them have the scent of the sun and the clouds, the grace and the power, and they sure as hell don’t make such perfectly feral groans.”
With our eyes locked on one another, my chest rose and fell with heavy pants as she spoke to me like she was speaking straight to my core.
The pad of her thumb rubbed over my bottom lip, and I gave another groan as the pleasure flooded my veins with each sinfully determined movement of her hips.
The tingling sensation ran down my spine and grew stronger at my base. I groaned loudly before my hands came to Kinley’s hips, grabbing them tight enough to bruise. My body warredwith my mind, and I wasn’t sure if I was trying to stop her or drag her body harder over mine.
“Fuck! Kin, y-you… you need to stop.” A desperate plea filled my voice now. “I can’t hang on.” I panted hard as I struggled with the effort to stop my control from caving entirely.
“Please, Sy. I need more.” Her voice ticked up in pitch as she moaned out my name. I wanted to demand she say it again just as she had, with the sound of her pleasure coursing through it. I wanted to tell her I wanted her to cum all over my cock and then have her lick it clean. Most of all, I wanted her to say she was mine.
Growling fiercely at my struggle during this time of weakness, I tilted my head back against the chaise, and my hips bucked up against Kinley’s soaked pussy. I wanted to burn a goddamn hole in the front of my jeans and shove my cock deep into her more than anything I’d ever wanted.
The pressure continued to build, and before I could stop my actions, my hands slid over Kin’s hips, where they roughly grabbed two handfuls of her firm ass. My fingers dug into her flesh, pulling to spread her cheeks wide as my hands drove her body down against my steely erection with my holy strength ensuring her compliance.
My control fucking frayed a little at a time, and I was only one touch away from an inevitable snap.
Kinley’s body shuddered against mine as she tensed and cried out. Her heavy pants intertwined with her moans of ecstasy as her release smeared against my pants.
I cursed in our ancient language as I roared my release, and my cock felt like a bottle rocket as it unleashed my cum all inside my boxers. An intoxicating sensation of sexual satisfaction and relief washed over me.
When the haze of my release began to dissipate, my hands immediately fell away from Kinley’s body. A twinge of guilttugged at losing a battle with my morals, and the pride I normally had in my self-control took a hit.
I stared up at the ceiling as my head rested against the back of the chaise, still breathing heavily. Meanwhile, Kin had her head against my shoulder as the rest of her body lightly rubbed against me like a harmless little kitten.
Before I could say a word to her, Rook’s voice broke the silence in the room. “Bloody hell, what happened here?” he asked with a French fry just barely staying between his lips.
Lifting my head upright, the demon stood before us with multiple bags of food in his arms. A slow and deliberate smirk formed over his face.
“Mate! Well fucking done, yeah?” He crossed the room to set the bags down on a bench. “I didn’t think you had it in you.”
Narrowing my eyes at Rook, I shifted Kinley off my lap, sliding her off to the side onto the chaise. I felt the familiar tension and cold exterior come over me as I stood.
Ignoring Rook’s impressed commentary, I headed for the bathroom. “I’m going to go wash up,” I bluntly stated.
