Her lips tightened, and I saw her fight back her natural reaction to tell me to go screw myself. Instead, she uttered two perfect words. “Yes, sir.”
My dick got even harder, if that was even possible, and I took a moment to control my breathing once more. Stepping back around to the foot of the bed, I admired the view before me. I’d not bothered tying her ankles because I was about damn ready to explode if I didn’t have her soon.
There was plenty of time to build her into this sort of game anyway. After all, once she did change me, we would have eternity together.
My fingers worked the buttons of my shirt loose, one at a time, then I folded the garment and laid it over a chair. Next was my belt, and I watched as Kit’s pussy clenched at the sound of my buckle.
Shit. Hurry the hell up, you bleeding fool. You’re about to blow it in your trousers like a gawky thirteen-year-old.
Hastened by my sage thoughts, I finished stripping and placed my knees on the foot of the bed, watching Kit’s breath catch as she felt my weight on the mattress.
Sweet gods, this woman is perfect.
I dipped my head low to kiss up the inside of her thigh, inhaling the sweet scent of her arousal as I went. My breath feathered across her waiting pussy before I moved further up the bed to rub my hard length against her scorching groin.
She gasped in the most delicious way as my tip pressed against her wet heat, and I palmed one of her perfect tits. Half of this game I was playing tonight was about the anticipation, but even I could admit when I was in over my head.
And I was. Way over my head.
13
KIT
River’s warm hand cupped my breast, rolling my nipple between his fingers while his rock hard shaft sat poised at my opening, teasing me but not proceeding any further. He was fucking killing me, and the bastard knew it too.
If it were any of the other guys, I’d be bucking my hips and thrashing, demanding they give me more.
But this was River. Alpha. Sir.
Any attempts to control this situation would not pan out well for me, and I was well and truly turned on enough to let him do whatever he wanted, so long as he did it soon.
I bit my lip—hard—just to try and keep my pleas silent. He’d told me not to speak, and I wasn’t in the mood for any more drawn-out foreplay. I’d had enough of that in the hot tub and just now while I’d waited for him. Just lying there on his bed, naked and exposed, had gotten me so aroused I was an aching ball of need when he finally joined me.
Now, after having him tie my wrists and blindfold me, I thought I might go insane from wanting him. It took everything in me not to press him faster, but I was so well rewarded for my composure.
Hot lips closed over my nipple, sucking for a second before his teeth bit down, making me gasp and jump. At the same moment, he thrust his cock up into me, and I fell to fucking pieces. My orgasm hit so hard I probably woke the entire house up with my scream, but he was only just getting started.
“You like that, Kitten?” he asked, but I could hear the tension in his voice betraying his own tenuous hold on composure.
Good. I love when I push him to the edge.
“Shit,” I swore. “Yes, sir,” I added, remembering my role. I can honestly say I’d never thought I’d be into this style of relationship, but something about River brought it out in me. He clearly had so much more he wanted to do, and I couldn’t wait for the day we were no longer on the run and he could unleash the beast... so to speak.
He growled a wild sound, and I felt him shift on top of me. He was losing control, and I loved it.
My wrists bound and my sight obscured, I found myself hyper aware of my body. Every touch, every breath, every long, hard thrust of River’s cock inside me had me gasping and moaning.
Oh yeah, we’re doing this one again for sure.
I found myself trying to guess where his hands were going next or where is lips would land and couldn’t help but wonder what this would be like with more than one set of hands...
“Fuck!” I exclaimed, when he pinched my nipple just a fraction sharper than I’d anticipated, and he groaned as my walls tightened around him.
“You spoke out of turn, Kitten,” he panted, and a spike of both anticipation and dread shot through me.
Please do not tell me he’s going to do something insane like deny me another orgasm. That was only in shitty BDSM movies... wasn’t it?
“Fuck it,” he growled. “I’ll punish you tomorrow.”
Grabbing one of my legs under the thigh, he lifted it up until my ankle rested on his shoulder. The new angle had him hitting me deeper, and I moaned my approval as he began to move, pounding into me with a punishing rhythm. His fingers rubbed at my tender, well-worked clit while he fucked me, and within moments we came together. Hard.
“Holy shit, River,” I panted when the stars stopped exploding in my brain from my third insane orgasm of the evening. It really did pay to be a supernatural creature sometimes...
River chuckled a low laugh, tugging the scarf from my eyes and releasing my wrists before he collapsed beside me. The way he was post-sex, he was like a totally different person.
Relaxed and content.
Alpha was sexy as hell, but this River was who I was in love with.
“Holy shit is about right,” he replied with a lazy smile, kissing along my collarbone as I draped my jelly-like arms around his neck. “I think watching you three in the hot tub got me a bit more worked up than I really cared to admit.”
“Awesome,” I breathed. “I’ll be sure to put on a show like that more often then.”
“I don’t even know if that’s a good thing or not. Kitten, I swear, you’re like a drug that I just can’t seem to get enough of.” He lifted his head to look at me with serious, golden eyes. “Words can’t express how in love with you I am.”
I smiled at him a bit sadly because I understood what he was saying. But if he would let me change him, he wouldn’t need to hear it from me; he’d feel it.
“Why wouldn’t you let me heal you?” I blurted out rather than the reciprocal “me too” I had been intending to reply with. River’s body went rigid against me, and I could feel him pulling away from me again. “Never mind, I didn’t mean to ask that. Forget it.”
“Kit...” he sighed, pushing himself to sitting and rubbing at his forehead. The lack of nickname made my heart clench painfully, and I desperately wished I could take my words back. As much as I wished the guys would be open with me, as I had been with them, I never wanted to force the issue.
“Don’t worry, it’s fine. You’ll tell me when you want to. Just... forget I said anything? Please?” I tugged on his wrist, trying to get him to come back to me. To maybe leave his walls down for just a little while longer while it was just us.
“I can’t, Kitten,” he replied, looking down at me for a long moment before standing up and pulling the covers down, indicating for me to wiggle underneath them. “You deserve full disclosure, same as I require of you.”
A little stunned, and not wanting to change his mind again, I kept my trap shut as he slid back into the bed with me and pulled me into his warm embrace.
“I don’t know anything for sure, but I’ll tell you my concerns. If that will help?” His voice was a little hesitant, and I simply nodded against his chest where my cheek was pressed to his ink. “Right, then. It’s to do with this... thing. This beast I keep caged in my mind...”
River proceeded to tell me of his struggles to keep this thing inside him caged, and suddenly his controlling nature began making a lot more sense. As did his reluctance to let me change him, and I couldn’t blame him. If I had lived with what he had for so many years, I’d be afraid of what might happen too.
“Do you think less of me?” he asked in a husky voice when he finished, and I pushed myself up to look at him in the eye.