I don't lift my mouth from hers until her body starts to relax under me.
"Zolotse," I whisper her name like a prayer.
"I'm good." She answers my silent question. Her eyes flutter open, and she gives me that bright smile she always has in the morning or when coming off an orgasm. "More than good, I was sure it wouldn't fit, but here we are." Teddy wiggles, making me groan. I could have come already, but I fought it off.
Her gasp of pain helped beat back my lust, but it's roaring back fully to life.
"It fits because it was made just for me," I tell her.
"And you were made just for me," she counters. It doesn't matter if it's true or not. I will live the rest of my days just for her.
I pull out and thrust back in gently.
"Yes." Teddy nods, licking her lips. "This is what I've been missing." Her hands go to my shoulders. I grunt in agreement.Teddy's mouth and hands blew my mind, but the way her pussy wraps around my cock is everything.
I pick up speed, thrusting in and out of her tightness. Teddy's small moans start to grow louder. Hearing them is enough to make the rest of the self-control I was holding on to slip. I shift my hips and press my knees down harder into the mattress to position myself just right, not only hitting her G-spot but also making my penis grind on her clit.
"Killian. It's too much, oh God. I feel so full.” Teddy's pussy walls tighten around my cock almost painfully, ripping the orgasm right from me.
I roar, coming with her, pouring every drop of my release into her. "Take it," I growl out. "All of it." I don't know where the words come from, but the need to say them is uncontrollable. I want her full of my cum.
“Yes,” she moans. “All of you.”
Black spots form in my eyes as I keep coming. Teddy wraps her whole body around me. All my muscles give out, and I fall into her but keep part of my weight off. I know she enjoys the sensation of when I’m over her. I do too. When I have her pinned below me, I know my girl isn’t going anywhere.
Teddy's delicate fingers run up and down my back, gently stroking me, like I'm a sweet puppy. No matter what I do, she still sees me that way.
I’m a beast, and she alone holds the keys to my cage now. Before, I’d never allow anyone to have that power. It didn’t matter who was employing me. Now things have changed, and it’s best for the rest of the world that someone has me under their control because I have become uncontrollable.
Chapter Twenty-Five
TEDDY
Istraddle Killian, the shirt he'd made me put on riding up my thighs. He said I was too much of a temptation. That he didn't want to take me for a third time, and he shouldn't have taken me the second. I breathe, and he says I'm tempting him.
"My name will fit perfectly here." I circle a spot on his chest.
"Your name?" Killian's brows furrow together. I was kind of joking, but now that he appears to not want to tattoo my name on him, my feelings are hurt.
"I was teasing."
"Don't lie to me, Zolotse."
"Don't call me out," I huff and lift my ass, dropping back down onto his stomach.
"Ooohh." He pretends it hurts.
"You calling me fat now?"
"Zolotse!" Horror spreads across his deadly handsome face. "I was going to say, 'Why not your face?' and 'Which name are you referring to?'"
"Oh." I nod, pretending I was not bothered at all. "That works." I pose with different expressions. "Ahh!” I squeal when the next thing I know I'm flat on my back. I lift my legs, wigglingmy toes. He grabs one of my calves and puts it around him. Gah, I love him, and I really love when he moves me where he wants me. I find it funny; he probably does not.
"I will put your name on every inch of my body if that’s what makes you happy."
"I know you would." I lift up and press my mouth to his. "Maybe I'll get a tattoo too with your name on it."
"I don't care for this idea." His lips form a straight line, and I know he's contemplating this. He’s so overprotective. It’s adorable that the thought of a needle piercing my skin would evoke this reaction from him.
