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He palms the back of my head as he crushes his lips to mine. He claims my mouth first, when my jaw slacks, granting him access.
My body turns to jelly. He tastes so fucking good. And his scent… All dark spice and fresh earth after a summer rain.
“Shirt off,” he snarls, flashing me one of those long canines.
I can’t help but obey his command.
I’ve barely lifted it over my head before Kane’s tongue laps at my pebble-hard nipple. As I toss the shirt aside, Kane nips the little nub, making me squeak. My giggle that follows it brings a smile to his lips now stretched over the whole of my breast.
“Fuck, I love these perky little tits. Just the sight of them gets me so fucking hard,” Kane says then moves to give the other one equal attention.
I grip the back of his head as I throw mine back, enjoying every lap of his tongue and nip of his teeth on the overly sensitive flesh. And I don’t even care about the obscene amount of desire soaking his lap. It feels fucking amazing. Especially when I roll my hips forward and my clit finds friction on his cock as hard as he said it was.
Kane groans. His mouth pops off my tit.
“Get up there,” he barks, but I don’t have to do anything. Kane doesn’t give me the chance, gripping my waist and lifting me onto the ledge of the couch. He doesn’t give me a chance to question him either before burying his face and tongue between my legs.
“Oh, fuck yes! Kane!” Light sparks behind my eyes as I ride his face and the flat of his tongue, massaging my clit. The way he slides it through my slippery center has me on the edge in no time. “Kane, please. Fuck. I need to come,” I plead when he pulls me away from the edge just to put me right back on it again. And again… And again.
“Not yet, princess. You’re coming around my knot tonight. I just need you to be good and fucking ready. You think you’re ready?” Kane asks, continuing to tease my clit with his fingers ashe sits up on his knees to tease my entrance with his broad tip, weeping with pre-cum.
“God, yes,” I cry out, desperate for him to fill me up and own me in every way possible.
“Get up,” he commands as he gets on his feet and steps back to give me room to stand between him and the couch. “Turn around and bend over.”
A lump catches in my throat as slick pours down my leg when I do what he says, baring myself completely to him.
“You’re such a good girl, princess,” Kane says as he smooths his hands over my ass cheeks and down my thighs. When he comes back up, one hand slips through my pussy. “So good and so wet.” When he sinks two, thick fingers inside me, my knees give out. I have to grip the back of the couch to keep myself from falling into it. “And ready,” Kane growls, gripping my hips to pull me back up and onto his cock.
If anything could prove that we were meant for each other, it’s how fucking perfectly we fit together. Even better in this position.
God, I love the way he manhandles my hips, digging his thick fingers into my flesh as he thrusts, long and deep in perfect rhythm with my building orgasm.
“Give me your knot, Kane. I’m so close.”
“Fuck, yes, Princess,” Kane roars, burying himself inside of me, holding my ass to his lap as my body comes undone with the intense pressure of his knot growing against the sensitive nerves inside as cum coats my channel.
“That’s right,” Kane says in a low growl. “Take it all, princess.”
At that moment, my body overloads with ecstasy. Kane roars as I milk every last drop from him.
At last, Kane’s hips still as he finishes.
I dread his withdraw.
To my happy surprise, he doesn’t. He can’t as my channel stretches further than should be possible. His knot locking us together. And I love it.
Kane wraps his arms around my waist, holds me to his chest as he lowers us onto the couch to spoon.
“Are you comfortable, Princess?” Kane whispers against the shell of my ear. His big hand massages my lower belly. The gesture brings images of it growing round with his baby. Something I never thought I’d want, but now can’t imagine anything more amazing than to be the mother of Kane’s child. Watch this big, dangerous man dote on her.
“This is perfect, Kane,” I say, settling my back more firmly against his front. “Just perfect.”
I don’t know exactly how much time passes before Kane’s knot releases me. I didn’t care to count the minutes because I’d have been happy to stay connected to him forever.
When he slips free, my wish is granted, because I do still feel connected to him through what I now understand is our bond. As soul mates.
Which means I can feel the urgency in the kiss he places on my temple and in his words when he says, “We should go.”
