One meaningful lunge ought to do it.
“Tell me again,” he demanded, flicking his fingertips over her clit and watching her tormented expression as she registered the sensation.
“Master.”She sounded close to tears again, although that time, her feelings were derived from frustration rather than pain.“Please.”
“Tell.Me.”He punctuated the words, and slowly, he slipped one, and then two fingers into her slick warmth.
His cock thickened at the stimulation, the groan filling the space between them coming from him that time.
“Please, Master.”Her answer was a panted appeal, her breath warm against his face.“Please, fuck me.”
He held her gaze, easing out of her exquisite pussy and gripping her ass cheek.Then, slowly, as though he had all the time in the cosmos, he eased her body over his hard shaft and speared her.
Chapter Nineteen
Kristina
Fireworks erupted in Kristina’s head, minute flashes of hot light that stole her breath and eradicated any thought of a life beyond that instant.It didn’t matter where she was or the identity of the hulk between her thighs; all there was in the world was carnality and connecting with Kronos to pursue it.And all the while, the feeling of him filling her up was taking over her every sense.
She hadn’t got a proper look at the organ stretching her sex, but it felt enormous inside her.One glance at his strapping neck and shoulders was sufficient to assure her why he was easily the biggest man she’d ever ridden.Not that there had been much competition for that prize.There had only been two average encounters before she’d played with Shaun, and she hadn’t even got to have sex with that loser.
Easing her up along his shaft with his giant hands, Kronos slammed back into her again, the intensity of his possession making her call out.Nobody had ever made her feel so wanton before, and he’d managed her enthusiasm with only a few strokes of her body and a little attention to her breasts.
Holding onto his body, she groaned.There had never been anyone like Kronos.Hell, the guys she’d tumbled in the sheets with before him had barely even registered on the Richter scale, but Kronos’ dominant volition and ministrations meant she was more than ready to accommodate his girth.
“You want this.”His words washed over her, and when he lifted her chin, their eyes connected.
She blinked into his gaze, certain those eyes were previously hazel, yet she was staring at a shade that was closer to violet.
How was that possible?
She’d thought she’d seen his eyes change color on the street but assumed she’d misjudged the color in the half light.Gazing at him in that moment, though, there was no ambiguity about what she was seeing; huge purplish-blue eyes that left her nowhere to hide.She thought she’d been exposed hauled over his lap, but that was nothing compared to the way he seemed to look straight into her soul.
Maintaining that magnetic eye contact, their bodies brushed against each other, and she swore she sensed herself softening for him, yielding even more as he claimed her.
“Master,” she rasped, wanting more of the sublime friction his groin was giving her clit.The center of her entire world was focused on that miraculous bundle of nerve-endings, and the way its throbbing was coaxing her higher toward the stars.“Oh, yes.”
“Ride me.”His dulcet tone pulsated over her skin, and she clenched around his dick in response.“Enjoy me.”
Taking control as best she could, she leaned on his muscular shoulders and pulled herself up his length before descending, resuming the pattern over and over until she panted at her own effort.Kronos growled at the sensation, the resonance of that sound connecting straight to her already engorged clit.She’d never heard a noise like that before.Not even in anger.Yet the desire in his eyes assured her that no fury motivated the growl, only the intense need to find satisfaction inside her.
That constant rocking at her clit ratcheted her arousal, and eyelids fluttering closed, she knew it wasn’t going to take long to bring her right to the precipice.She supposed there was a part of her that chided her impiety.She should have known better than to have sex without protection.She was smarter than that, but what could she have done in the face of his intensity?She couldn’t have resisted even if she’d wanted to.
Kronos had brought her there without consent.He’d stripped and even turned her over him for a penalty she didn’t deserve.There were no condoms in that plan.All there was in the universe was his hard body and her instincts, ensuring she succumbed to the mounting sexual tension in the room.
She’d given him what he wanted without so much as a demand for her freedom, but at the same time, the pulsing vigor between her legs insisted she comply.Her zeal for their union didn’t belie what he’d done, it merely suggested that not every action he’d undertaken since snatching her had been negative.There was chemistry between them, so why shouldn’t she heed his order and enjoy herself?
“Fuck.”
Her eyes flew open, his fingertips pinching at her nipples and producing unadulterated hedonism; the exact dose of pain she’d required to push her closer towards the clouds.
“Naughty girl.”He smirked, but the pace of his cock never relented.“Your master does not approve of such language.I told you that once before.”
He had?
Consumed by the power of his caresses, Kris couldn’t remember.In fact, she was scarcely able to even remember what had been so troubling about waking up in the weird white room.The notion of her liberty bounced somewhere in her mind, and of injustice, but racing toward her impending crescendo, she couldn’t recall why those things had seemed so salient.
She could stay there, couldn’t she?Could handle his incessant palm, just so long as the pleasure never stopped?
