When I was fully seated, my orgasm crashed over me like a wave. I threw my head back with a gasp, my body clenching around him, my nails digging into his thighs. “Kardok!”
He groaned, his cock twitching inside me, and I knew he was struggling to maintain control. But I didn’t want hiscontrol. My Mate was wild and wicked, and now I wanted myhusbandto act that way.
“Kardok,” I whispered as my inner muscles spasmed.
He tugged me backward by my hair, pulling me gently down onto his chest, his cock still buried deep.
“Not good enough, Mate,” he murmured, his voice a dark purr. “I told you I wanted you toscream.”
His hands found my breasts, squeezing, rolling my nipples between his fingers until I whimpered. Then he began to move—slow, leisurely thrusts that had me panting, my feet planted on either side of his knees as I rode him, my back against his chest.
His cock dragged against every sensitive spot inside me, his piercing hitting just right, and I could feel another orgasm building, my body winding tight.
“You like that, Princess?” he growled, his hips rolling up to meet mine. “You like being my wicked little fucktoy?”
“Yes—God, yes?—”
His hands slid down, one cupping my pussy, his fingers finding my clit. The other gripped my hip, guiding me as he thrust up into me, harder now, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Beg for it,” he commanded. “Tell me how bad you want to come on my cock.”
I knew how hot it made him when I spoke dirty to him, and it certainly spikedmyarousal when he told me to do it…
“I—I need it,” I gasped, my body trembling. “Please, Kardok,please?—”
“Please what?” His voice was a snarl, his fingers circling my clit, his cock pounding into me. “Use your words, Mate. Tell me what you want.”
“I want you tofuck meharder,” I cried, my face burning with embarrassment even as my body burned with need. “I want you to lose control. I want to come on your big, thick cock?—”
“Good girl,” he groaned, his hips snapping up. “Now scream for me.”
I wasright there, my body coiling, my breath coming in desperate pants?—
And then I heard it.
The unmistakable sound of the front door opening.
Brakkor’s voice, loud and coarse. Jocelyn’s laughter.
Kardok’s hand clamped over my mouth in an instant, his other hand still working my clit as his cock drove up into me. “Shh, Princess,” he murmured, his voice rough with amusement. “Can’t let them hear you.”
The realization that we were about to be caught sent a filthy thrill through me. My body clenched, my orgasm crashing over me with a force that had me screaming against his palm.
Kardok groaned, his cock jerking as he came with me, his hot spicy-scented cum flooding my pussy, spilling out around his shaft, dripping down his stomach.
We stayed like that, frozen, our breaths ragged, our bodies trembling as we listened to the murmur of voices in the living room. Kardok’s hand slowly slid from my mouth, his fingers tracing my jaw before he shifted me to the side and lifting his head so he could give me a slow, deep kiss.
“Such a good girl,” he murmured against my lips, his voice thick with satisfaction. “Taking my cock so well. Screaming for me like I asked.”
I whimpered, my body still throbbing around him, my skin flushed with aftershocks. “We should?—”
“Not yet,” he growled, his hands sliding over my skin, soothing me. “Let them wait.”
I melted against him, my head resting on his shoulder, my fingers tracing idle patterns on his chest. The sounds of Brakkor and Jocelyn moving around the apartment faded into the background, replaced by the steady thud of Kardok’s heartbeat beneath me.
His cock was still half-hard inside me, his cum leaking out around him, warm and thick. He stroked my hair, his voice a low rumble. “You’remine, Lila. My perfect, wicked little Mate.”
I smiled, wriggling against him, causing more of his cum to spill out. “And you’re mine.”
His chuckle vibrated through me, his arms tightening around me. “Damn right I am.”
