Page 40 of Iris
Glaring at him, I flip him off. That just makes him laugh as I sit up from leaning back on the counter. He kisses me softly.
“I hope you’re not too tired for more.” That husky quiver in his voice has me ready to let him do whatever he wants now.
“Nope. Not tired at all. You need to have your way with me more, please, sir.”
Kieron throws his head back as he laughs loudly. My eyes admire his throat to his chest as he laughs. I wonder how long it would take to mark those areas up with my teeth. I'm more than willing to go all night. The look he gives me is one of pure evil. I have the feeling he is going to keep teasing me before he actually puts his cock inside of me. My body is aching for him; I want to complete the mating bond.
I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him roughly toward me. His cock is even with my pussy. His cock is hard, throbbing, and hot as it pulses against my wet pussy that burns for him. It doesn’t help with my control as I rub my pussy along his cock teasingly. Kieron gasps softly. I watch him in triumph as his eyes darken again.
“I was going to take you to the bedroom, but now?” Kieron leans forward, brushing our lips together. “Now, I'm going to fuck you right here until you pass out.” His voice is soft, sweet. it's totally in contrast to the wicked gleam within his expression. He places his hands flat on the counter on either side of me.
“Oops?” I'm not going to apologize. This is way too hot.
Kieron moves his hips so his cock rubs up and down along my pussy. When his cock reaches my clit, he makes a thrusting motion. Each time he thrusts against it, my mind goes reeling. My hands clutches his biceps as I try to get closer to him by pressing the heels of my feet against his ass to move him.
He just keeps up his movements. Even when I dig my nails into his biceps to try to get him to fuck me, he just pushes his cock slower against my clit. Just as I am at the edge of another orgasm, he stops. Again.
My lips are raised in a growl when he takes his cock in his right hand. He begins to push inside of me, slowly.
“Oh, gods!” My head falls backward. “I, oh God, yes, how can you...get inside of me and stop teasing, asshole!” Oops. I didn't mean to call him that.
Apparently, it just turns him on because he pushes the rest of his cock inside of me. A whimper escapes my throat as we both adjust. When he begins to pull out again before pushing back harder, I hang onto his arms for the ride. My idea to mark up his neck is long forgotten as he speeds up his thrusts.
Kieron kisses me again as he begins to really speed up in power, making our skin slap together. My mouth opens to his tongue and I surrender my body to him. The slight sting of pain is enticing as he continues to use my body. Sucking on his tongue for a moment, I begin to lose control when he reaches between us with his thumb to start rubbing my clit in time with his thrusts.
That’s when I feel the mating bond fully form. It snaps between us tightly, our magics mingling coherently for a brief moment. Kieron cries out, pinching my clit, and comes hard inside of me as I shatter around him in my own orgasm.
We are panting for several long minutes in the quiet. I just stare up into his eyes. He runs his hands along my body tenderly. When he pulls back, he goes around the counter to grab a hand towel, making it wet before cleaning us both up. He keeps kissing me every few seconds.
What I share with each man is different, but it makes me feel whole, just like when I work my magic. Dorian is protective, and makes me feel safe. Noah brings laughter to my life. Kieron is a caretaker, along with a dominator. I needed to remember to ask him if he’d spank me.
They are now a part of me, just as I'm a part of them. I hop down from the countertop as Kieron goes to put the towel in the washing machine. He is so comfortable with his body, he doesn’t bother putting his clothes back on. Can’t say I'm going to complain. Like the other two, his body is glorious, a piece of artwork. And it's mine. They all are.
That thought makes me feel warm with happiness. I decide to make some food for everyone. I know I said that the other two would spend the night in the greenhouse, but I’m not that mean. I’ll feed them.
I can’t cook naked, no matter how fun the movies make it look. That’s just dangerous when you are cooking things with the stove and have naked bits unprotected. I don’t have to worry about going to grab something to wear, though. Kieron comes back from the laundry room with one of my maxi dresses I usually wear around the house on lazy days.
“Thank you.” As I pull the dress over my head, Kieron holds me from behind, resting his chin on my left shoulder.
“What are you making?” He rubs our cheeks together.
“Just some mac and cheese. I thought it would be fast and easy. I can make a lot for hungry men.” Bumping my ass back into him, I wink at him.
Kieron waggles his eyebrows at me suggestively, making us both laugh. While I cook, he keeps close. He always has a hand on me somewhere, like he is making sure I'm really here. His hands are comforting, so I’m not complaining. I find myself just leaning into him most of the time.
Getting the food, when it's done, ready to share with the other two, takes longer than it normally would because Kieron keeps stopping me to kiss me senseless. I actually spill the first bowl on the floor. By the time the food is on the table, I’ve sent a pulse of magic to the tree to let the guys go. When there’s no ache with it, I know that now that Kieron and I have completed our mating bond, my magic is back to normal.
I'm so happy that I turn, grabbing Kieron by the cheeks, and pull him down to kiss him hard. My arms move around his neck as he pull me close as I melt into him.
"If you weren't meaning to eat dinner with the rest of us, you could have done me the favor of taking this upstairs. Not to mention clothing the man." The complaint comes from Igor, who is sitting on the countertop by the sink.
As we pull away from our kiss, we notice Dorian and Noah have come inside with her. Their clothing is mussed up and covered in dirt. I grin wildly at both of them.
Dorian looks amused as he comes over to kiss me gently. "Sorry if I was insensitive, Kieron. I know better than anyone what it's like to be different." He claps him on the shoulder.
Kieron nods at him. "It's alright. I know that it's a surprise to pretty much anyone I shift in front of. Besides, you’re both my brothers now. That’s what brothers do, right?” He chuckles. “It’s just our spitfire here that you’ll have to be wary of.” He ruffles my hair.
I step on his foot before pouring the lemonade for everyone. He winces but keeps grinning. Noah steps up to the table, his wings drooping a little.
“Sorry, Kieron. I know what I said was kind of douchey.” He holds up his hand to do a fist bump with him. Kieron returns the gesture and they both make little explosion sounds. Noah’s wings straighten to normal with a little fluttering.
“Let’s eat. Mmm?” Dorian wraps an arm around my waist. “I'm a little peckish for regular food. It smells delicious.”
Dinner becomes one of my favorite moments that I will look back on fondly. We all laugh together, share stories, are openly affectionate between each other, and they actually like my cooking. Even Igor behaves and has a good time.
