“Fuck,” we both moan in unison.
Keane pulls out and grips my hip even harder, lifting my rear for his pleasure as he pumps in again. I cry out at the angle and feel the base of his crock grind against me, every inch of him still throbbing from within. The full of my body remains bent and pressed roughly against the ledge under me, each thrust causing the stone to grate against my arms and chest. Hishand on my shoulder moves to the back of my neck to keep that position, my body lighting to flames when he pushes my head down and my cheeks meet the black granite as well.
The stone is cool against my skin as Keane thrusts in and out, his own body moving so forcefully from behind that I’m tossed forward with his. My breaths leave my chest in a wild exhale after every thrust, the force of his aggression sending an excited whimper from my lips…
Keanefucks.
He’s doing exactly what he said he was going to do.
His movements are savage and raw, taking me how he wants me, satiating his curiosity on how much I can surrender to him. He gives me no chance to play along, just bends me over and demands that I yield to him. AndAncients,I’m loving it.
I’ve never been taken like this. So possessively. But it feels good.
Damn good.
Each of his thrusts from behind are taking me like an obsession, his hands and cock claiming me and doing whatever they will. My body heats to that obsession, to the raw lust and the animalistic moves coming from him as I try to hold onto the ledge for all I’m worth. His next thrust finds my sweet spot and I cry out his name, feeling his hand moving from my neck to quickly fist my hair. He pulls me roughly to him, making my back arch between us, using the angle as he continues to fuck me hard.
“Fuck, Alexis. You’re made for me,” Keane groans from behind, pulling out fully only to pound back in.
My moan is a loud cry as I give in to his roughness, letting his hand in my hair pull me back even farther as I meet every plunge. His length hits so perfectly against my sweet spot that I feel myself pushing against every thrust, my body craving the violent orgasm I know is to come. I give myself over and scream his name, feeling his next thrust not just lighting a fire within me but taking my wholefuckingbody over in flames.
Keane grips my hair tighter and pulls my head to the side, letting his length shove into me as my body falls back into the wall. His lips move to my neck in another claim, the two of us both moaning in an intense and final release.
“Ancients, Keane,” I let out a breath, feeling my legs shaking below me.
“Was that too much?” he asks, pulling himself out slowly.
“No,” I grin breathlessly. I don’t want his possession to end.
Keane smiles his approval against my skin and lets his teeth nip my shoulder, causing my body to twitch in response. He chuckles at my slight shudder and then reaches a hand out for the robe hanging just barely over the side of my body, pulling it slowly around my back. His fingers brush over my skin, watching my flesh shiver as he covers me and takes a step away.
I sigh into the ledge and try to regain myself, my breath coming out shallow as I turn to look at the aggressive Warrior Discerni behind me.
Keane stares at me with a hard, lustful gaze still in his eyes. His glance flicks to my cheeks, to the side that I know is also pink from rubbing against the stone at each of his claims. His lips turn up slightly in a small smile, enjoying the sight and seeing it as a testament of my strength.
I flush under his gaze and continue to watch him breathlessly, watch as his eyes run down my body through the opening at the front of the robe, his lips still smiling in approval while his gaze turns mischievous.
Ancients.I’m so hot right now. I want everything his rough body has done to me,isstill doing to me. I want to turn my back to him and demand we begin again.
“I’ve never been taken like that before, Keane,” I smile at my thoughts.
Keane lets out a small groan, his gaze pulling off my body and back to my eyes. He moves to take a step into me but stops himself, a small frown covering that wicked smile.
“You let me do that to you…”
I grin again, more to myself and my own heated body.
“I let you do that to me,” I nod at him in proud satisfaction, my eyes coming alight.
“Never before, Keane. I’m not saying I’m inexperienced, but I’ve never had something like that before.”
Something so aggressive. So purely for himself.
“Ancients, Alexis,” Keane shakes his head as his hands come up quickly to the front of my robe. He pulls the fabric together, covering me to his gaze as I bite back a laugh.
“But you moved so well for me.”
I smirk.
