Page 22 of Kai's Hunger

“I’m willing to see where things go between us. Only because I’m curious about you. About our connection. I’ve never felt like this before.”

“Like what?” Her cheeks turned pink and my blood heated in my veins at the becoming sight. “Lily?”

“The last time I dated it was a disaster,” she blurted. “Not because he was a bad guy, but there weren’t sparks. I’m not sure there have ever been sparks with any of my past relationships. With you, the sparks are enough to set this entire area ablaze!” She flung her arms in the air. “I honestly don’t know what to make of it.”

Damn, her confession had my dick as hard as a lead pipe. I pressed a palm to the back of her head to hold her still. “I have a few ideas,” I murmured as I brought her closer for a kiss. Ah, yes, so many ideas.

Chapter Five

Lily

Kissing a strange man in the middle of the woods was easily the worst idea I’ve had yet, but something about Kai made me want to throw caution to the wind. Why did he have that effect on me?

His lips were firm and insistent, and I couldn’t seem to put a stop to it. He tasted good. A sizzling-hot and uncontrollable wildfire. And I was running full speed ahead. His head angled to the left and thick fingers gripped my hair tighter. When his tongue teased at the seam of my lips, I whimpered, letting him inside. Just this once I wanted to be spontaneous and reckless. Not the responsible daughter. Nor the sister who was always on call. With Kai, I waswanted. He’d called me beautiful. All but begged me to stay. When was the last time anyone had been so eager just to be in my company?

I let my fingers sift through the soft, dark strands of his hair, enjoying the rumbling sounds coming from his chest. When his hands coasted downward to my hips, fingers digging into my jeans, I could swear I felt the sharp bite of nails. When his mouth released mine, then skimmed along my cheek to my neck, suckling at the skin just below my ear, my pussy flooded with liquid heat.

“Oh, God,” I moaned, tilting my head sideways, giving him better access to me. He groaned my name and nipped at my skin, sending me into another realm, as erotic thoughts overwhelmed me at once.

I could barely catch my breath as Kai’s whispering voice sent shivers down my spine. “You have such a gorgeous ass, Lily,” he murmured into my ear. “So sweetly rounded, just full enough to fill my palms.”

My body quivered under his touch, his words igniting a fire deep inside me. I could feel his hard, muscular frame pressed against every inch of my back. Slowly, teasingly, I moved my hips back and forth, rubbing my bottom against the head of his erection. The sensation of him sliding between the globes of my buttocks made me shudder with pleasure. When I heard him emit a low growl, I felt a surge of triumph.

His hands, rough yet tender, gripped my hips firmly. He began gliding his rigid length up and down in that sensitive seam, sending us both into a frenzy of scorching need. The soft, cool sound of water trickling and the wild symphony of the forest surrounded us, drowning out all rational thought.

My pants and panties were pooled around my ankles, each sensation magnifying the burning ache inside me. The tall, wild plants and trees enveloped us, creating a cocoon that made it feel like we were the only two people on earth.

I wiggled and pleaded with Kai, desperate for him to enter me. I reveled in my own wantonness, a sultry temptress demanding what she craved. His tongue flicked against the pulse in my neck, and his hand slid around to cup my right breast. He licked and squeezed, but never once allowed his cock to move lower, to slip inside me where I needed him most. When he pinched my nipple, I lost control.

I reached back, grasping his throbbing heat in my hand and squeezing hard. “Christ, Lily. That feels so damn good.”

His guttural words made me revel in my power, but I needed more. “I want you. Inside of me. Kai. Now.”

He chuckled, his breath hot against my ear. “Not just yet, baby.”

I moaned in frustration, hating him for denying me what I craved so desperately. Then his other hand released my hip, drifting around to cup my mound. I pushed against his hand, yearning for something just out of reach. My fingers gripped his length tightly, pumping him with an urgent need.

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