Kael drops to his knees at the end of the bed, his sky marking glowing faintly and on show. He lowers his head between my thighs and licks right up my center until he reaches my clit. With just the right pressure, he circles my clit, but I’m desperate for more friction. More ofhim. I lift my hips, grinding them into his mouth. He moans, savoring me, “I love it when you fuck my mouth, El.”
He devours me again, groaning in pleasure at the taste of me.Worshipping me.
His encouragement emboldens me, and I grind my hips again, hungry for more, and I can feel the wave of climax building. But he pulls back with a smirk, “Not yet, El. I want you to come around my cock.”
Kael’s calloused hands grip my hips and slide me up further on the bed, making space for him. He reaches for a pillow and lifts my hips, placing the pillow underneath my ass so I’m angled for him.
He spreads my thighs wider and kneels between them as if I am prayer incarnate.
“You’re so pretty when you moan for me, Duskae,” Kael says with a hint of restraint in his voice. His hands tremble as he slowly slides them down my legs, careful not to rush, trying to relish this.
“I need you closer,” I rasp, breathing still ragged from pleasure, desperate for him.
He’s gorgeous. His upper body on display—cut muscles fromyears of honing his body for battle, veins visible in his forearms as he grips me, and that vee that ripples down to his groin. My nipples harden at the sight of him, every beautiful, chiseled line of muscle that accents his body.
His cock twitches in anticipation, hard and beading with moisture. “And I need you, Elyssara,” he says like a promise. “There’s nowhere you can go where you won’t be mine. Where I won’t want you.”
My body goes languid at his words, and a small whimper escapes me. Kael presses the head of his cock to my pussy, slow, waiting, despite his barely leashed hunger, “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” I say in a breathy moan.
His cock slides inside me slowly, and my breath hitches as he stretches me and I mold around him, desperately trying to accommodate his size. The pace of my breath increases at the stretch which feels like both pleasure and pain.
“Are you okay?” He asks with genuine concern. I can see that he’s trying to take his time, trying to go slow with me but his grip around my thighs tightens, hands still trembling with barely contained hunger.
I answer by grinding my hips and taking his cock deeper inside me. Kael’s expression turns feral, taking my grind as permission to continue.
He looks into my eyes with intensity and sincerity that borders on possessive, and the weight of the moment crashes into me. I see Kael in a way I’ve never seen him before. He has let me in, let me see the truth of who he is and all that he holds dear. It’s not the first time we’ve had sex, but it’s the first time we’ve had sex as our true selves. The thought only stokes the flames of my desire, and I can’t help but grind my hips, desperate to entwine our bodies even more.
Our eyes are locked, a million words passing silently between us. He pulls back to the very tip of his cock and slowly slides back in. I gasp in pure bliss, his cock filling me and hitting parts of me that ripple pleasure through my body. “Oh gods,” I cry out.
“I told you the first time, El. My name is the only name thatshould be on your lips when I’m fucking you,” he says as his thumb finds my clit and he drives into me again.
“Kael,” I moan.
“That’s better, Duskae,” he says with arrogance that I can’t help but find fucking irresistible.
Kael keeps his thumb on my clit and flattens the span of his massive hand over my stomach and presses down with firm yet careful pressure.
He pumps his cock in and out of me, keeping the pressure on my stomach, and rapturous pleasure takes over my body.What in the Stars?I moan his name, cupping my breasts, and rolling my nipples between my fingers.
Kael watches intently, still pumping into me with steady, rhythmic thrusts, “Fuck,” he grits out, his eyes wild with feral lust.
He increases the pressure on my stomach and the intensity of my pleasure increases, trapping his cock in that same spot that makes me see Stars. “Give me more, Kael,” I request, wanting to break open beneath him.
“You have all of me, El,” he replies raggedly, his body gleaming with sweat, but his pace picks up, nonetheless.
My orgasm builds frenetically, and so, too, does my breath. “I’m going to come,” I cry.
“That’s it. Come for me,” he says, voice gravelly.
Our bodies entwine, moving together rhythmically, reading each other's movements seamlessly. I grind into him, and he thrusts into me with smooth, deliberate strokes, and I clench around him.
“Fuck,” Kael growls, and his restraint finally shatters.
He grips my hips tightly, almost bruising in their desperation, he groans, slamming into me again and again. All restraint gone, Kael’s thrusts are frenzied and feral, and he pushes me beyond the brink of pleasure into pure fucking ecstasy.
The walls of my pussy pulse around him, and rapturous, vibrating clenches of pleasure obliterate me. “Kael,” I sob, closing my eyes to focus solely on the unhinged bliss wracking my body, jolting through me like a powerful, unbridled current.
