Selene

A startled cry escapes my lips as I swing out into open air before my back hits something hard and my hands are wrenched above my head. Pinning me one handed, Kyran hikes my ass up and flattens himself against me once more, pressing his forehead to mine with a thunderous growl. Lava flows in my veins, pooling low and I bite my lip harshly, acutely aware of every inch our bodies touch. Using my feet, I pull him in closer and lock my legs around his waist once more.

Kyran’s eyes burn into me, his lush mouth parted as he breathes heavily. I must have been too distracted to realize we were already at his home, I assume, but I honestly couldn’t care less at this moment where we are when all I can focus on is the intense heat radiating between us. A small whimper slips from me as I begin to ache deliciously and I watch as his pupils expand.

“I hope you enjoyed your play time, angel, because now it’s my turn,” he rumbles lowly, pressing against me harder.

I breathe a moan, my eyes falling half closed and bite my lip as I grin. He doesn’t give me a chance to respond when his mouth crashes against mine, devouring me completely. He releases my hands and lightly smacks my ass, clamping onto it as he pulls me away from the wall while I rake my fingers through his hair. Tumbling through a door, he spins us around and closes it by pushing against me firmly. I groan into his mouth, our consuming kiss becoming a frenzied clash of lips, teeth, and tongue.

Pressing my ass against the door, I nudge him backward to get him moving again. He laughs against my lips and complies, carrying me through his home and up the stairs. I’m completely enthralled with him, his taste, his sunlit cedar scent, the feel of his skin as my hands roam freely and I could stay lost in him forever. Another door clicks open and the pungent aroma of the plants and flowers in his room blanket me, causing me to pull my mouth away from his for a moment. I take in the spectacular sight of his atrium at night, the clear starry sky through the glass is a beautiful backdrop and I breathe deeply.

Kyran kicks his door shut behind him and hurries us through the bathroom. His sultry mouth finds the crook of my neck and I groan loudly, tilting my head to give him better access. His hands knead my ass as he devours my throat and I grip the back of his head tightly, pulling slightly at his hair. He softly growls against my skin before capturing my mouth once more and leans over to gently lay me on the bed. Rather than releasing my hold on him, I pull his body toward mine as he plants his arms on either side of my head. His body is massive, filling my entire vision with just his upper half. A foreign sense of security washes over me and I smile up at him warmly, meeting his heated gaze for a moment before I reach up to pull his face toward mine.

Licking my swollen lips, I murmur, “I don’t want this night to ever end,” as I brush my fingers through his hair and kiss him softly.

“You don’t gotta worry about that, sweetheart,” he chuckles lightly, “but me neither. If I could, I’d stay right here forever.”

Kissing me tenderly, he winds his fingers through mine above my head and my heart feels it’s about to burst with love for him. I lift my hips to push into his, feeling his hardness and I moan into his mouth at the sensation. Tugging my hands from his, I reach down and slide my fingers under the hem of his shirt and glide them up his firm back, forcing him to arch into me. Kyran’s lips part with a groan and I push my hands higher, palms skimming over his taut muscles. His shirt bunches around his shoulders and he pulls away from me slightly, leaning back onto his knees. Reaching up to grasp the buttons, he tears the shirt in two and tosses it aside in one fluid motion.

I hum my approval and immediately glide my hands down his bare chest, admiring his beautiful body. Every inch of him is thick, solid muscle, his palpable strength a sight to behold. I hardly notice the scars that pepper his tawny skin beneath his wide array of intricate tattoos, my hands gleefully roaming as much of him I can reach as possible. Kyran watches me as I explore him, his muscles tensing with every touch I press to his skin. The feel of him beneath my palms heightens my desire and I slide my hands up to his face to pull him back down.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper, gazing into his warm eyes.

He shakes his head slightly, “How can I be, when I’m next to you?” he whispers back, brushing his lips across mine.

My heart swells as I pull his head down firmly, crushing his mouth to mine and kiss him deeply. Pulling his mouth aside, Kyran trails kisses along my jaw and down my neck, causing a line of fire to burn straight to my core. At the base of my throat, I hold his head tightly against me, my breath growing heavy. He bites me lightly, mimicking me and I moan softly as tingles race downward. His kisses travel over my collarbone and I hear a small growl escape him as his weight lifts off me. Before I move, he slides his hands beneath me, lifting me as he undoes the tie of my top, his fingers brushing over my skin like electricity. Kyran slowly drags the dainty sleeves off my shoulders and I pull my arms free as he discards my blouse, rumbling his approval. He gently lays me down as one of his calloused hands softly glides down my sternum and he trails his fingers between my breasts. I watch his eyes as his fingers catch on the material of my white lacy bra and his gaze flicks to mine. Holding his stare, I cock my brow at him, earning a devious grin in return and my bra pulls against my back for a moment before it tears away.

“You’re going to replace that,” I breathe with a smirk tugging at my mouth.

Kyran chuckles lowly as I bite my lip, the cool air heightening the sensitivity on my bare flesh. Lowering himself slowly, his gaze catches mine as his tongue snakes out, circling my peaked nipple. My eyelids shudder as his hot mouth closes over my breast and I slide my fingers into his hair roughly. He sways over to my other breast and repeats his tantalizing kiss, caressing my sides softly with his palms. Lifting his head, Kyran replaces his mouth with his hands, the heat of him fueling my desire and I place my hands over his, kneading his fingers with my own.

Wanting to take control, I press my hands against the bed, pushing myself up and Kyran automatically sits back on his heels in response. I rise to my knees, lightly running my hands over his shoulders and down his chest, splaying them on the solid expanse of his abdomen. He leans back onto his hands and closes his eyes, savoring my touch and I bend over to run my tongue along the center of his abs. His muscles flex beneath me and I grin, skating my fingertips downward as I go and I watch the goosebumps mark the trail of my hands. I can hear his heavy breath when I kiss along the line of his belt, my fingers pulling it free of its buckle and I feel his rough hand glide over mine. He adeptly loosens it one handed and I flick my eyes up to his for a moment as I unfasten his jeans.

Intentionally taking my time, I watch him grow impatient and I purse my lips at him, lowering his zipper one inch at a time. Kyran’s hand twitches toward me and I bat it away with a smirk, enjoying the game of teasing him. Something about such a powerful man at my mercy is intoxicatingly attractive and I hum my pleasure at the thought. Reaching the bottom of the zipper, I hook my fingers around the hem of his jeans and tug them downward while he lifts himself off the bed. Feeling bold, I snag his briefs on the way and shimmy his clothes down to his knees. My mouth parts as his thick length springs free and I glance up to see him watching me with a heated gaze.

Kyran sits back and removes his pants, stretching his long legs out on either side of me and leans forward to kiss me softly. I give his bottom lip a bite as I grasp him in my hand, feeling the pulse of his pleasure at my touch. His rough hands cup my breasts gently and he rolls my nipples between his fingers, dragging a soft moan from me before I stroke him slowly. Leaning down, I run my tongue up the silky warm length of him, circling his tip and close my mouth around him lightly. I take him as far as I can, his breath catching when I reach my limit and I listen to his throaty groan while I pleasure him.

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His hands drift over me while I move and find their way into my hair, his fingers tightening in his grasp as he sucks in a breath. With a grunt, he gently pulls me off of him and exhales harshly. I smile coyly up at him and he ticks his jaw before grinning devilishly down at me in return. Faster than I can anticipate, his hands are under my arms and he tosses me onto my back, claiming my mouth with his. Kyran kisses me fervently, running his fingers down my sides and over my stomach, giving my hips a slight squeeze. I’m weightless for a moment as he flips me onto my stomach, his fingers quickly unlacing my skirt in one breath and I giggle as I fly around again in the next. His rough palms slide down my legs as he drags my skirt off, the silky fabric caressing me as it goes. Pulling away, he kneels between my splayed legs for a moment and glides his hands from my shoulders over my breasts, along my abdomen and down my thighs, sending sparks in the wake of his fingers.

Tracing the edge of my lace panties, he slides his hand flat down my core, his gentle touch leaving me begging for more. One of his fingers glides underneath the fabric on the next pass of his hand and I moan, my hips squirming for more pressure. Kyran’s slight growl leaves his lips, the only warning I have before he tears my panties free and discards them to the floor without removing his gaze from my core. He slowly runs a finger up my slick folds and inhales sharply, his groan making me clench in anticipation.

“Fuck, Selene,” he murmurs, flicking his gaze to mine.

I lift my hips in response and he accepts the invite, dragging another finger along my center to rub tantalizing circles on my clit. Sparks ignite from his touch and I moan huskily, reaching out to take him in my hand. He is slick with desire and I rub my hand against him firmly until he pulls away from me, leaning down to kiss the inside of each of my thighs. I thread my fingers into his hair and he glides his hot tongue through my folds as his hands spread my knees wide. I mewl in pleasure and his growl vibrates against me deliciously. Heat radiates throughout my core, spreading like waves over my body as I grind against his mouth while he devours me entirely.

My breathing becomes ragged and I clench my fists in his hair as lightning strikes deep inside me, fracturing along my spine and down through my toes. I arch off the bed in ecstasy, his relentless mouth dragging my orgasm out longer than I ever thought possible. My hoarse voice echoes off the walls of his room and I swear I can see the stars through his ceiling above me. Kyran kisses my core once, twice, then pulls away, replacing his sinful mouth with his rough hand. The contrast jolts me and I groan deeply, writhing against his palm needfully. He slides two fingers inside me slowly and I clasp his neck, dragging him on top of me as he pushes them deep. Though his hand feels good, I need more and with a growl of my own, I pull him to the side, swinging my leg over him.

Planting my hand on his chest, I straddle him and place myself over his hardness, grinding him slowly. I lean forward as my hips rhythmically slide back and forth, kissing him deeply. Kyran grazes his hands down my back and squeezes my ass, pressing my body down harder onto his and groans into my mouth. Breathing heavy, I press my cheek to his and whisper huskily in his ear, “Out there, you may be alpha and rule these lands. But in here, you are at my mercy. You obey me within these walls,” I nip him and raise my head to gaze intensely at him.

He swallows thickly, licking his lips and gives me a nod before murmuring, “Of course, my Queen,” and cups my cheek tenderly, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

My heart thrums for him warmly and I smile lovingly at him, pressing my forehead to his. “Good, now fuck me,” I demand softly on a breath.

His eyes widen for a fraction of a second and he flips us over, his hands cradling my head as his legs spread mine wide. His mouth captures mine the same moment he pushes himself against my entrance and I sigh into him, relaxing completely around his body. Kyran takes his time, edging slowly and giving me a moment to adjust to his thick length as he slides fully inside me. I groan deeply, lifting my hips to meet his and grind against him greedily. Pressing our foreheads together, he gazes deep into my eyes as he pulls back and sinks himself firmly into me, over and over at a languid, tantalizing pace. My body rocks in time with his as we weave a beautiful song of love together.

I graze my nails along his sweat slicked back, clutching onto him tightly as my body winds tighter, creeping close to the edge of ecstasy once more. His hands grip the back of my neck and pull at my hair as he kisses me passionately through my mewling cries. Pressure builds to a precipice deep within me, curling my toes as I dig my heels into his thighs and hold onto him with all that I have. Not once has he broken his sensual pace, his hips grinding me divinely and I wrap my arms around his shoulders in a vice.

“Kyran,” I breathe on a moan, pulling him into me.

His eyes have never left mine, hypnotizing me as my body melts to his and his breath comes faster, growing heavier with each thrust. I groan his name again desperately and he pushes deeper, forcing my eyes to roll back as fireworks explode throughout my entire body. I dig my nails into his back as I shatter around him, hearing his roar of pleasure and breathy laughter escapes me as I transcend. Electricity rockets through my nerves, molten lava flows through each vein pulsating pure ecstasy through every fiber of my being. White light illuminates behind my eyelids and I feel Kyran’s chest rumble over mine adoringly as he slows his movement within me. Our breaths heave in sync and I open my eyes, finding his smoldering ones inches from mine.

Rubbing his nose with mine, he presses a gentle kiss to my lips and murmurs, “I love you.”

I kiss him back softly and whisper, “I love you, Ky,” as I release my hold on him.

My body is entirely spent and my limbs flop to the bed languidly as I sigh with a contented smile. Kyran rolls sideways, slipping out of me and I feel empty without him immediately. Turning onto my side, I snuggle into his chest, admiring his warmth as he slides his arms beneath my head and over my waist. Holding me tightly, I feel him press a kiss to the top of my head before resting his cheek there and sighing deeply. I absently trace a small scar on his chest with my fingertip and notice blood under my fingernail. Pulling back, I look up at him surprised and he glances down at me, furrowing his brow at my expression.

“Did I cut you?” I ask, alarmed, showing him my nails.

He laughs, his whole body shaking and my face flushes before I push myself upward and yank on his shoulder. I find little rivulets of blood dotted across his upper back but no marks and glance at him once more, my eyebrows pinching together. I didn’t mean to hurt him and I feel a little bad about it, I intend to tell him before he cuts me off.

“Before you apologize, I’m fine, fast healing, remember? And anyway, I liked it,” he intones suggestively, lifting an eyebrow. “Though maybe next time, you could do it harder, and drag them down some, hmm?”

My mouth pops open and pulls into a grin as I playfully push his shoulder. Kyran laughs again, his eyes crinkling slightly as he wraps his strong arms around me once more and I kiss his cheek. He turns his face and slides his mouth over mine, kissing me deeply. I twine my fingers into his hair and give a sharp tug at the back of his head and he smiles against my mouth. Hooking my leg over his waist, I pull his hips into mine forcefully and am delighted to feel his hardness rub against my core. His calloused hand slides over my side and down my thigh, grasping my knee and hitching my leg higher before effortlessly pushing himself deep inside me.

I cry out with pleasure against his lips, pulling his hair tightly in my fist again and he growls his approval in return. Fuck, this is definitely going to be one long night, I muse, my body tingling with warm bliss.

You got that right, sweetheart, his sensual voice drifts through my mind as we smile and I kiss him again, eager to learn his body and what pleases him most.