“What I am.” I leaned closer still, bringing my lips to her ear. “Is painfully hard, recalling how I fucked your mouth that first time. The perfect antidote for a gunshot wound. Same cock, different hospital.”
She gasped, shaking her head. “Your brother–”
“Will live, thanks to you.” I winked. “And you deserve a reward, don’t you?”
Behind me, Dario cleared his throat. I glanced at him over my shoulder and tipped my chin at the door. His chuckle soft, he left the room, closing the door on his way out.
When my gaze returned to Ishika, she backed away from me. “Your brother needs a transfusion,” she tried for assertiveness and failed. I heard the shallow squeak to her words.
“Then set him up.” I took a seat next to the bed, resting my arm on the armrest and not missing her frown as she pushed away from the wall. “Plenty time to fuck your mouth and your pussy, little fox.”
I could’ve sworn she growled a response, and my lips twitched. Even though she’d finally accepted she belonged to me, getting a rise out of her was far more entertaining.
Silently, I watched her work, her scent filling my nostrils, her efficiency making my cock impatient. When she leaned down to tape the needle to my arm, I caught a lock of hair that had come loose from her messy bun and twirled it around my finger.
She lifted her gaze to meet mine. This close I could see the green lines in amber eyes, so fucking hypnotic, I felt myself being pulled under, drowning in them. Tugging on the lock jerked her face closer, her breath warm against my lips.
“Kiss me.” It was a command not a request.
She inhaled on a shaky breath before her lips inched over mine in the softest of kisses. I’d never been gentle with her and craving that submission, I slipped my free hand around her waist, yanked up her dress and pulled her onto my lap. In the time it took her to react, I was already sucking the shit out of her mouth.
Still, her hands fell to my shoulders in a vain attempt to push me away. I gripped her ass tighter, my fingers digging into the soft flesh, grinding her on my cock. Nipping her bottom lip opened her mouth and I plunged my tongue inside. Traces of wine, cherry and mint filled my tastes buds.
Pushing a finger between her ass cheeks, I found her tight little hole and pressed down. She whimpered, her nails biting into my shoulders, her hips unconsciously rocking over my thick length. I broke the kiss to nip at her jaw, fucking her back hole in a slow tease.
“Remo,” she whispered, her movement frantic.
“That’s it, little fox, keep your eyes on me and fuck yourself on my cock.”
She did as I asked. Gripping my shoulders, her hips picked up speed, grinding on my throbbing dick. Admittedly, dry humping had never been this engaging and I was seriously close to spilling in my briefs. The thought brought a wry smile to my lips.
“Lean back and let me see your pussy, baby.” Her cheeks red, she shook head. “Now,” I warned.
Before I could stop her, she grabbed my finger still stuck in her hole, pushed at it and jumped off my lap. “I’m on my period,” she blurted.
One brow raised; I chuckled. “I practically kill every day, you think a little blood from your pussy is going to stop me fucking you?”
“Please, it’s…” she trailed off, biting her bottom lip, her eyes shifting to Lorenzo as if he’d save her from me.
“What,” I asked, bringing her gaze back to me. “Gross?” She nodded.
On the verge of lunging for her, she stepped back, pointing to the transfusion line running between me and my brother. “Come here.” She hesitated and my brow shot up, warning her not to defy me. “Now, Ishika.” Her eyes flared at my use of her name and steps slow, she neared me. “On your knees.” This time, there was no hesitation as she sank to the floor. “Take it out.”
Eyes filled with defiance, glared at me yet her fingers worked the button and zipper on my pants. Biting my bottom lip, I grinned, earning a forced scowl from her pretty face. By the second time I’d fucked her, she accepted that defying me was a clear waste of time and appeasing me, worked in her favor too.
“Suck me, little–” My words morphed into a deep groan as her wet lips wrapped around my head, her tongue teasing the slit. She slid lower, taking almost all of me in her hot, slickmouth, her moan vibrating through my fucking balls. “Fuck, just like that, baby.” The words spilled from my lips.
Slowly, she glided up and down, my hand unknotting the messy bun and tangling in her silky-soft hair as she worked me into a frenzy, the muscles on my thighs twitching, my balls tightening with the need to spill down her throat.
Lorenzo groaned in his sleep, and she froze, her eyes darting to him before she was up to check on him. When she turned around, I pointed to the drip line.
“Off now.” She rolled her eyes and removed the line. Rising, I grabbed her waist, spun her around, bent her over the counter and dropped to my knees behind her.
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“Eating pussy.” I pushed her dress up over her waist and slid her panty down.
“This is not the time, Remo.” She squirmed.
