“Love,” he said, his voice a dark promise. “I’m not letting you leave this bed until you get all the experience you want. Then I’m going to draw a bath and wash your hair, then we’re coming right back here, and I’m going to pleasure you until you fall asleep.”
I felt my pulse speeding at the dark promise in his tone. “Really?” I purred in anticipation, my arms still around him.
His tusks gleamed as he grinned wickedly and pulled away, edging back down my body to settle between my legs, where my pussy was completely wrecked, dripping and throbbing and over-sensitized.
He was going to lick me likethat? Before I’d even had a chance to clean up? Or was he—oh God—was he planning on cleaning me himself? My pulse jumped, and I tried to close my thighs, but he planted a heavy palm on each one and held them open.
Kardok’s tongue flicked against one of his tusks as his lips twitched. His gaze went from my pussy to my face and back again. “Get ready for round two, Princess.”
He lowered his head, and I melted into oblivion.
Chapter Nine
Kardok
I spentforty-eight hours satisfying Lila, and it was the best forty-eight hours of my life.
We didn’t leave the bed until noon on Saturday, and then we only went as far as the kitchen, where I made her bacon and French toast, and then—unable to help myself—laidherdown on the table and ateherout.
She’d finally stopped blushing when I went down on her, thank fuck, but my princess still tasted better than anything I’d ever put in my mouth. And I didn’t think I’deverget tired of the way her pussy squeezed me, or the soft little noises she made as she came.
At no point did either of us consider her going back to her apartment, which might sound strange. I mean, it wasn’t like she needed a change of clothing, not when we both preferred to be naked. Saturday night, shedidputon one of my hockey jerseys while we ate the takeout pizza, but it was so big on her it was comical.
And let’s be honest; I more or less chewed it off her right after dinner, anyhow.
Yeah, that weekend was…bliss. I was fuckingobsessedwith making Lila Fairbanks come, and I wasn’t apologetic about where it happened. The kitchen counter? Check. Up against the front door? Check. On the living room couch? Check—twice. The shower?
Gods below, theshower.
Seeing my princess all wet and rosy and slick? I’d intended to just wash her hair, to massage some of the worries from her muscles, but damn, she’d just been so…touchable.
I’ll admit though, my favorite way to make Lila come was to spread her out on the bed, with me standing over her, watching as my cock entered that slick, sweet pussy. I’d slide into her, inch by inch, as she writhed beneath me, knowing what was coming. And as soon as my cock was fully seated, she’d climax, her back arching, her fingers plucking at her nipples as she moaned and spasmed.
And I’d watched, enthralled, my mouth watering.
Once her orgasm passed, sometimes I’d pull my cock out entirely and slide it in again, just so I could repeat the whole experience. I think my record was five times, before Lila begged me to fuck her properly, and I gave into my princess’s demands.
Yeah, it was a fuck of a weekend.
Sunday night we slept like the dead, and who could blame us? I woke her with my tongue on Monday morning, but as she came down from her pleasure and realized what time it was, Lila sat up with a gasp, and I realized our weekend retreat was over.
“I’m supposed to be in the office in an hour!” She began scrambling for the clothing she’d worn Friday night. “I have to get home and get changed.”
I caught her hands in mine. “I’m sorry I made you anxious,dkaar.” The endearment—something I remember my brother Korrad calling his Mate—slipped out. “Can I drive you?”
She blushed, then stretched up on her toes to kiss me. “It’s not your fault. And yes, please. I’ll call the office on the way—I’m sure they wouldn’t mind if I’m a little late.”
I kissed her again before she got out of my car, and to my surprise, I didn’t feel sad. This didn’t feel like agoodbye, or the end of an incredible weekend.
No, it felt like abeginning.
Which is maybe why I was feeling so light when I made it to the ice complex to work out. Rex Fairbanks was striding to his car, talking into his phone, with his assistant hurrying beside him. I remembered the first time I’d seen Lila with her father, and I waved to him before I’d thought better of it.
To my surprise, Fairbanks ended his phone call and veered toward me. “You doing okay, Kardok?”
My brows were up, and I paused in the act of swinging my bag over my shoulder. “Sure.” I was more than okay,but I wasn’t going to tell Fairbanks I was wearing this grin because I’d licked his daughter’s pussy two hours ago. “How are you?”
When the older man laughed, I saw Lila in his features, and remembered her description of how he’d spoiled her. “Another day, another dollar. I have an acquisition meeting in a half hour.” He nodded to me meaningfully. “But Maddie’s been keeping me updated on how your routine with Lila is going. She says the donors at the gala are going to be wowed.”
