“Kneel, Kailiani.”
Anticipation flooded the air as she licked her lips and gracefully fell to her knees before me. Her hands were already on my belt without me uttering a word, her compliance automatic and beautiful.
I marveled again at how perfect she was for me without any training. She knew exactly what I needed and how I desired it with minimal guidance. As if her soul—the one promised to me long ago—took over in these moments and drove her actions.
Although, it was that soul who’d betrayed me. So that couldn’t be it at all.
No, this was allher.
Yet, they were one and the same.
So wonderfully confusing, providing me with a unique puzzle to solve.
She popped open my pants and slowly drew down the zipper, her gaze on mine the entire time—just as I’d requested.
And then she leaned forward to take me into her mouth.
Not lightly or gingerly, no.
But with the boldness of a woman confident in her task.
“Perfection,” I breathed, grabbing a fistful of her hair to force her to take me deeper. And she did. Amazingly. Thoroughly. All while staring up at me with heat simmering in her alluring irises. “Spread your thighs.” They were too close together—because my naughty vixen was trying to seek friction.
She complied on a mewl of displeasure, leaving a gap between her legs. The sound of protest went straight to my balls, making me want to do all manner of sordid things to her. Like make her scream while I fucked her throat.
“Use your hands on me, Kailiani. Give me everything.” The yearning in her gaze intensified, one of her palms wrapping around my base while her opposite grabbed my sack.
“You look so beautiful on your knees.” I brushed my knuckles over her cheek and tightened my grip in her hair with my other hand. “I’m going to fuck your mouth now, Kailiani. Try to remember to breathe.”
Her pupils expanded, her lower body squirming.
“Don’t close those legs,” I warned, sensing what she wanted and refusing to allow her relief. Not yet, but soon.
My hips bucked toward her, my cock plunging between her lips. Her eyes widened, shocked, but I’d warned her. And being the good little siren that she was, she immediately accommodated by relaxing her throat to accept my thrusts.
“Flawless,” I groaned, needing more. “Fuck, Kailiani.” I’d never expected it to be like this with her—this whirlpool of intense passion that overrode thought.
A tear slid from her eye, my punishing pace a shock to her. Yet, she didn’t shy away; she merely worked harder, sucking and licking and using her teeth to spur me on.
It was electrifying, calling to the energy within me to hum freely through my veins.
The Hudson outside answered, swirling to my command in the darkest bowels, away from human eyes, urging me to take charge.
But Kailiani’s eyes held me captive.
Reminding me of what unleashing my power could do to her and her perceived home.
I harnessed the gift and used it in the sensuality of the moment, taking her mouth with a brutal force that only she could accept.
“Touch yourself,” I demanded on a growl. “But don’t you dare come, Kailiani.” No, I wanted her to shatter beneath my authority, not her own.
She whimpered, the sound a vibration against my shaft, as her hand dipped between her splayed thighs. Yearning swirled in those beautiful irises, darkening them to a near black. It sent my body into overdrive, showering me in a wave of euphoria that forced me over the cliff into the darkest kind of bliss.
I didn’t give her the option to pull away this time.
No.
I wanted to see her swallow my essence to completion.
