“Next time I will drag this out more for you, baby, but right now I need to be inside you,” he muttered as he climbed on the bed behind me.
Killian used his knees to part mine further as he got closer to me. I felt the heat of his body against my ass, and the length of his cock as he slid it between the folds of my sex, using the remains of my orgasm and his kisses to wet his shaft.
The head of his cock nudged against my clit as he glided back and forth. My body shivered in reaction, and I instinctively rocked against him, wanting—needing more.
“Killian,” I gasped out his name as the head of his cock started pushing into me.
My body tensed and resisted the invasion of his body inside mine, but his constant pressure and the way his hands stroked my skin as he rocked his hips gently against me helped me to relax.
I felt the pinch of pain as his cock tore through my virginity. “Fuck, you are tight.” He growled low in his throat as he stilled inside of me, allowing my body to have time to adjust to his invasion.
It didn’t take long for the pain to ease and the throbbing ache of my need to take over. Killian seemed to sense when I was ready for him to move, and he started slowly withdrawing his length before thrusting back in.
“Ohhhh,” I moaned out as the sensations his movements inside of me caused. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. I felt full—the girth and length of his cock stretching the tight sheath of my body in a blissful stretch.
I needed more.
I bit my lip to keep from crying out and hesitantly rocked back onto his cock, meeting his thrusts. Our bodies slapped together, and he grunted with approval.
My hands reached for the only thing available, the leash that bound me to the bed. I held the leather strip like a lifeline as my body took over, chasing the next big wave of ecstasy I knew was coming.
Killian reached underneath my hip and his fingers slid into my sex, massaging the bundle of nerves hidden between my folds. He didn’t stop moving, just added more stimulation to my already rioting system.
My nipples dragged across the sheets below me as we rocked back and forth. I squeezed my eyes shut so tight against the onslaught of pleasure, both reaching for it and holding it off at the same time, that spots danced in front of my eyes.
The familiar coil and buildup of release was just almost there. I used my muscles to clamp down on his cock as he pulled out, trying to keep him inside me. That spasm set off a chain reaction inside me.
My back arched, and I pushed myself up higher as I cried out. “Oh God, Killian!!” The walls of my pussy collapsed around his cock as he continued to thrust his way in and out of me.
I shuddered as wave after wave of the orgasm rolled through my body. It was intense. My hips jerked against him, his hands gripped me as he continued to pound inside of me.
Killian wasn’t letting up as I was falling apart under him. I cried out as mini explosions of bliss shocked my system in rapid fire succession, and still he rode me through each of the waves.
My body felt weak and boneless, and when I went limp under him, Killian easily lifted and turned me over onto my back. He hooked his arms under my knees and sank back into me. I stared up at him as the intense emotions and need washed over his face.
“One more. And this time—I’m coming with you, Zoey.” His voice was gruff as he thrust back into my swollen passage. I moaned, half in pain and half in pleasure.
The headboard was thumping against the wall with each of his thrusts. The frame and mattress moaned and squeaked with every piston of his hips. None of it mattered. Nothing mattered except for this frenzied need that was clawing at me. The looks, the kisses, the anger—all of it had been a cover for the frustrating connection and need I had for this man.
“Killian,” I whimpered. My body was wrung out, and I didn’t think I had another orgasm left in me. He’d already taken me through two earth shattering climaxes, bigger than anything I had ever felt before. “I can’t—again,” I gasped out.
“One more, baby.” He grunted and then leaned down to capture my lips in a hungry, fierce kiss.
The angle of his thrusts changed with the new position. He was so deep. I didn’t realize a man could be that deep inside me. It felt amazing. It didn’t take long before I could feel myself climbing back to the top of the edge of bliss.
Killian broke the kiss and lowered his lips to my chest. He nipped and sucked at the sensitive peak of my breast and pushed me over again.
The world faded away, and I felt like I was weightless and flying as my third orgasm of the night ripped through me. Somewhere in the distance, I heard Killian’s own satisfied groans as he emptied himself deep inside me.
His body bathed me in warmth before I slid into a blissfully satisfied sleep.
