“Lay on your stomach,” I instructed, immediately missing the slick heat of her cunt as I withdrew, shoving the blankets aside. “Wait, actually—”
On second thought, I leaned in and kissed her hard, needing the taste of her mouth paired with the taste of her arousal that still lingered on my tongue. She moaned as I invaded her mouth relentlessly, my fingers teasing at her clit just to get her all worked up before I flipped her over.
“Nowyou can lay on your stomach,” I murmured.
Arken tossed her hair as she shifted, and I let myself admire every inch of her flawless flesh, from her pretty little shoulder blades to the dip of her spine, right down to the freckles beneath those dimples just above the ample expanse of her ass and thighs. Fuck me, this woman was an actual goddess. Under any other circumstance, I could study this view for hours just to memorize every curve and crevice, but I had run out of patience for that slow admiration. Another time. Another night. I just needed to be inside her again.
And so I took hold of my throbbing cock with one rough stroke, notching myself against that exposed sliver of pink flesh that was still so wet and wanting. Arken whimpered as I placed one hand against the small of her back, pressing her hips down hard into the mattress, holding her in place.
“Tell me what you want again, Little Conduit.”
“Ineedyou to fuck me, Kieran,” she panted. “Hard.”
Music to my godsdamned ears.
If I thought the sounds that Arken Asher had made as I ate her out were heavenly, they were downrighttamecompared to what escaped her throat as I drove the entirety of my length back into her weeping cunt without hesitation. Gasps became moans became an agonized, garbled mess of whimpers and whines asmy hips found a brutal rhythm, pistoning in and out of her with as much force as I could muster.
Groaning, I ran one hand over my face in utter disbelief as I kept going, keeping a relentless pace. How did she feel this fucking good?
“Don’t stop,” she begged again. “Fates, please don’t stop. Godsfuckingdamnit, I can’t—”
“You can take it,” I groaned, grabbing hold of her ass cheek with my free hand. “I know you can.”
And oh, she took it. She took it so godsdamned well from this position, rocking her hips and pushing her ass back to meet my every thrust and take me even harder, deeper. I couldn’t even begin to describe how good it felt to feel Arken slam and tighten against my cock, over and over again. I was quickly losing myself to delirium, to this fever dream of perfect pleasure, a riot of heat and friction.
I had sampled my way through half of Sophrosyne at this point, having lost count of the notches in my bedpost years ago. IthoughtI had enjoyed plenty of great sex in the past—but that wasnothing.All of it had been pitiful compared to… whatever the Helthiswas.
This was everything. It was ecstasy. She was so—
“Gods!” Arken screamed, the sound slightly muffled as she pushed her face into the mattress. Gooseflesh raised on my arms in response to her piercing cry. At the soul-deep sense of fulfillment that I felt, knowing I was giving her just as much as I was taking—stealing—from the satin in between her thighs.
I was close. I was so godsdamned close already. I hadneverbeen this quick off the mark but she just felt so incredibly divine that I could feel my muscles start to tense, my balls beginning to tighten. But there was no chance in Hel that I was getting off before she did. I bit down on my lip, pouring everything I hadinto penetrating her faster, harder, coaxing her right to the edge with me.
As she started to tense, I leaned forward and slid both hands underneath her to clutch at her breasts, kneading those sensitive little peaks and drawing her back flush against my chest. I could taste the salt of her sweat as I ran my tongue against her neck, and her entire body went taut like a bowstring in my arms.
“Kier, I’m gonna—”
“Come for me,” I demanded, with more authority than I’d earned. But it worked, and with one more rough thrust, we found simultaneous release, Arken’s tight cunt pulsating as I spent myself inside her.
Godsdamn.
“Fates,” Arken panted as she recovered, flipping herself back over and tossing her head back against the haphazard pile of pillows. The smile that spread across her face was borderline delirious as her eyelids fluttered closed. “That was so…Godsdamn.Is this even real? Areyoueven real? Am I dreaming? Goodgods.”
I chuckled, smirking with dark pride and a deep sense of self-satisfaction.
“Oh, my sweet Little Conduit,” I murmured, leaning in close to the shell of her ear. “I’m very, very real. And I’m not done with you yet.”
Even hours later, I couldn’t bring myself to regret it.
As Arken slept soundly in my arms, entirely spent for the night, I couldn’t bring myself to regret a single godsdamned thing.
All the self-control in the world couldn’t have stopped me from giving her anything she wanted the moment I heard thatbeg beneath her whine. I had needed her, she had needed me, and maybe we both knew better, but fuck.
There was just something about having her here, in my own private space, for the first time. It felt so natural and easy. We had been so close as I tended to her scraped up little head that I could feel her breath against my cheek and that alone had been intoxicating enough.
Only under duress…
Fucking Hel.