Page 56 of Kian's Devotio
Chapter 13
Kian
As they got to the first stop for the night, he was anxious to get to their room.
Karalee’s revelation had stunned him and had pissed him off in one swoop.
He couldn’t believe that she would so willingly come back to this place, knowing that there was a man who wanted her.
That believed she owed him something. He had seen how it ended with Emery.
How the man believed that Emery owed him something and that in his twisted mind he truly thought that she was his.
He had done the unthinkable and Reid and Trace had almost lost their lives due to his twisted views.
And now Karalee had been headed straight for this new man and his twisted views.
He refused to let her do that. Absolutely refused and was grateful he hadn’t let her come alone, or he knew deep in his soul that he would have never seen her again.
That thought made his stomach clench and he wanted to throw up knowing that.
It was something that he would never forgive himself for had she left without him and his blood hummed with the need to claim her, to let her know in no uncertain terms that she was his.
As soon as he booked the room to a nice little hotel, with her at his side, her hand in his, their bags in the other, he pulled her to the room and as soon as the door was shut behind them, he was on her.
The bags dropped to the floor and he was pushing her up against the nearest wall, and she was gasping as he took her mouth in a blistering kiss.
“Kian, what?” Was all she was able to say before he picked her up by her ass and she wrapped her legs around his waist in shock.
He kissed her again, not letting her ask her questions, and with her pressed up against the wall, he roamed his hands down her body, making her moan when he shaped her breast in his hands.
He plucked at her nipple through her bra and shirt and then decided he wanted more, and he ripped her t-shirt over her head, and then ripped the cups of her bra down, and lifting her a little higher, took her nipple in his mouth and she cried out against the wall, burying her hands in his hair.
He sucked hard on her nipple, feeling it go from the soft that it normally was, to a hard point and he moved to the next one.
Sucking on it and moaning around her nipple, making her arch her back as the vibration moved through her.
He needed more and let her breast go with an audible ‘pop’.
Then he ripped his shirt over his head and put her on the ground long enough to undo her jeans and push them and her panties to the floor.
Her shoes came with, then she was naked in front of him, aside from her bra.
He gestured to it, “Take it off, or I will rip it from you.”
With a gasp, she hurried to comply and then she stood naked in front of him, her breast still wet and shining from his mouth.
They were heaving up and down, and he kicked his shoes off, toed off his socks and then pushed his pants and boxer briefs down his legs.
Her eyes went to his hard cock that was already dripping pre-cum from the tip and she licked her lips, as she stared at it.
He stroked himself, making her moan, and he picked her up in his arms again, needing his mouth on hers.
They licked and kissed at each other, with her sucking on his tongue and him sucking on hers.
He bit her bottom lip softly then lined himself up with her dripping wet core and shoved all the way inside to the hilt.
She cried out his name and he felt her inner muscles seize around his length, and he groaned against her mouth.
