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I felt possessed, like a sex demon had taken me over as I writhed beneath Keran, taking everything he had to offer. He was wrecking me, and I kept begging for more.
My climax didn’t build in waves but into a tsunami that swept me away. It rocked me, unannounced, unbidden, with the suddenness of a devastating earthquake. My spine seized as a blinding white light exploded before my eyes. I couldn’t say if I had screamed or made any sound for that matter. My mind simply shattered. Time ceased to exist as I drowned in an ocean of bliss.
I was flying high, much too high. Surely, I would reach the sun, and like Icarus, it would burn my wings, and I would come crashing back down, my body shattered into a thousand pieces.
Back down I did come. By the time I regained my senses, I was lying on my stomach. Keran’s massive hands pulled on my hips, drawing them up. Before I could fully understand what was happening, he rammed his cock inside me in one powerful thrust. I cried out at the brutal invasion, the sound muffled by the mattress still pressing against my face.
Keran took me from behind at a punishing pace. In this position, he struck my cervix with each thrust. The pain should have been too much. But I found myself rocking back into him to meet his cock while shouting in ecstasy. He reached for my neck, forcing me to my knees, my back arching towards him.
“I’m going to wreck you,” he whispered in my ear before tightening his hold around my throat.
Although he didn’t fully choke me, black lights started dancing before my eyes. The fingers of his free hand slipping between my thighs to rub on my clit set me off like a rocket. This time, I cried out so loudly I hurt my vocal cords. I couldn’t say whether I lost consciousness from the violence of my climax or from Keran choking me. After an eternity, I just regained my bearings to find Keran on his back with me lying on top of him, impaled on his cock, while he pumped into me from below.
I should beg him to stop, like he predicted I would. But I didn’t want him to. I wanted everything he had to give, even if it forever destroyed me. With the sound of our flesh meeting in a frenzy, my moans and labored breathing mixing with his bestial grunts as he fucked me within an inch of my life, I gave myself over to my lover.
Despite all the orgasms that he had already given me, Keran’s relentless efforts had me cresting again. However, this time, I wouldn’t be flying away alone. Judging by Keran’s increasingly erratic movements, the tension twisting his features, and the desperate edge to his moans and grunts, he was finally losing the battle.
He reached between us to rub my clit. In that instant, I realized he didn’t want to topple over without me. A mischievous side of me almost denied him. But I would have failed even if I had given it a real try. Keran owned me, owned my body. Even now, I knew he’d ruined me for any other male. I surrendered to the call of ecstasy. My inner walls clamped down on his cock as bliss crashed into me. And, at long last, Keran joined his voice to mine.
He slammed himself deep inside me as his climax hit him, his arms tightening around me in a bruising hold. To my chagrin, although his body shook from the spasm of his release, his seed never filled me, trapped in the confines of the condom he had donned. Although I felt cheated, I cast out the wretched thought to savor the feel of my lover wrapped around me while it lasted.
I rested my head on his chest, listening to the thundering sound of his heart while trying to catch my own breath. With an infinite tenderness, in sharp contrast to his previous roughness, Keran gently caressed my back and my hair.
“You’re mine,” he whispered with a possessiveness that had my throat constricting.
I smiled and tightened my arms around him.
Chapter 12
Keran
Morning came much too soon. Tearing myself out of Dawn’s arms proved to be a challenge of epic proportions. I almost woke her to once more lose myself in her. I had taken her more times than I could count during the night, and still I ached for her.
Ancestors! The way her inner walls squeezed me from all sides with a searing grip, caressing my length with each thrust, had fanned a raging inferno in my loins. The softness of her heated skin against mine, the feverish way she touched me, dug her nails into me as she moaned in my ear and shouted my name haunted me. I had wanted to wreck her, break her as I unleashed my passion.
It shamed me to admit that I didn’t exactly qualify as the gentlest lover. I could be quite rough and liked receiving the same. With Dawn being a hybrid, I’d feared giving in to my desires would harm her. And yet, she had met me thrust for thrust, even begging me for more.
She was fucking perfect.
The way she looked, eyes hooded, her lips swollen by my kisses, her skin covered by a thin sheath of sweat as she writhed beneath me played in a loop in my mind. Images of Dawn bound in leather straps, helpless but to take everything that I gave as I pounded into her had blood rushing to my groin.
A hiss escaped me at the sharp pain near my thighs. It wasn’t the result of my overly engorge cock straining against my pants, but Tagar’s blade finding its mark on me.
“Fuck!” I snapped, stumbling back.
Instead of pressing their advantage, my guards lowered their weapons, the mocking expressions on their faces pissing me off to no end.
“I’m going to beat you both bloody,” I snarled.
“Not today, you won’t, Jakar,” Nowik retorted tauntingly. “A juvenile getting his cock sucked for the first time would have more focus than you do right now. Let us waste no more time on this training. Anyway, you have a meeting to prepare for. You can spank us tomorrow.”
Baring my teeth, I lunged at him and swiped my sword in a vicious attack… which he effortlessly dodged. Both men chuckled, a mix of amusement and sympathy shining bright in their eyes.
Disgusted with myself, I threw my light sword on the ground and stomped back inside the building with a string of the foulest Braxian curses I could come up with. Decades of training and discipline had completely evaporated over a single night of passion with a female I still barely knew. My detractors would see this as further proof of my unfitness to be their future Magnar.
And yet, even as that somber thought crossed my mind, the lingering scent of Dawn on my skin had my blood heating.
Why the fuck does she affect me so much?
