“Oh my God,” I cry, lifting my pelvis to meet him thrust for thrust.
“That’s it, angel. Take what you want.”
My skin is on fire. I’m burning up from the inside out. Like a volcano about to erupt, the lava running through my every nerve bubbles hotter with every snap of his hips against mine.
Killian releases an animalistic groan against my ear as I dig my nails into the slick skin on his back. “Fuck, yes.”
“Killian,” I whimper, needily.
I don’t know what it is I need. I need release. I need him closer. I need him. I need all of it.
It’s too much yet not enough.
The feel of his weight moving above me drives me insane. The predatory look in his eyes as he watches me unravel makes me wild.
I need more.
“Harder.”
Killian pulls out, stilling briefly before slamming forward, our skin connecting and creating a slapping sound. He does it again. And again. Pulling out slowly before driving his dick deeper into me.
The bed creaks beneath us. The sheets become a tangled mess as we fuck each other, both chasing the high we’ve deprived ourselves of for so long.
“You gonna come for me, Dais?” His voice is deep, thick with desire.
“Yes,” I moan as he pushes against my lower abdomen with one hand while using the other to play with my clit. “Oh, fuck.”
“Then come,” he growls, and the demand brings the tension building inside of me to its peak. It builds and builds until the coil snaps, and I throw my head back on a silent scream.
I convulse around him, my pussy spasming as my orgasm tears through every limb. My vision blurs, ears ring and all I can focus on is the euphoria spreading through me.
Killian thrusts once, twice more before he stills above me. He lets out a roar load enough that his neighbours would hear if he had any, as his cock grows impossibly thicker within me before he spills his release inside of me.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chants, squeezing his eyes shut as he rides out his own high.
I watch from below as his muscles tense, his veins popping before he goes completely lax. His arms give out, and he lands on top of me with heavy breaths, his head once against buried against my neck.
He shivers as I run my hands down his back, allowing myself to touch and explore him freely.
“Dais,” he croaks.
“I know,” I whisper in reply, not needing himto explain.
I feel it, too.
CHAPTER 34
KILLIAN
I’m surrounded in warmth. It spreads from my chest, along my stomach before settling on my lap.
The sheets ruffle, but I keep my eyes closed, not wanting to disrupt the dream playing out behind my eyelids.
Daisy is on top of me, her wet heat pulling me deeper as she moves above me, her perfect tits on display as she rides my cock like it’s everything that’s been missing from her life.
Her nails dig into my chest, her long curls spilling down her naked back as she drops her head back and moans into the darkness of my bedroom.
“Killian,” my name spills from her parted lips like a plea.
