Page 10 of Rotanev
Only because I longed for the same outcome.
I slid my finger out of her and lifted it to her mouth. “Suck. Taste how badly you want me, Kailiani.”
She parted her beautiful lips and took me deep, her little tongue stroking over my skin and giving me a brilliant idea of what it would be like to fuck her mouth.
One night won’t be enough.
Good thing I had time to spare.
She swirled her tongue around the tip as I withdrew.
“So obedient,” I praised, pleasantly surprised. “What do you want, Kailiani? Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes.” It came out soft. Too soft.
“Tell me to fuck you, little siren.” I pressed my length against her backside so she could feel my need for her. “Beg me for it.”
She pressed into me, her neck arching beautifully as she looked over her shoulder at me. “Fuck me, Nero.Please.”
The words went straight to my gut, but it was her eyes that did me in. Two pools of dark chocolate imploring me to finish this—toownher.
I knew it was the siren calling to me.
Could feel her natural gift stroking my innate control over water.
But I ignored the knowledge and followed my instincts.
I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock and lined it up with her entrance. “Last chance, darling girl.”
She wiggled enticingly, her gaze heated. “Fuck me,” she repeated, the desire coating that command snapping my resolve.
I slammed into her with the force of the waves behind me, claiming her in the way she was meant to be claimed all those moons ago. And she screamed in response, her little body shaking beneath mine.
Not in a pleasurable way, but one filled with agony.
It was the sound I’d yearned for from her lips for so, so long, the same tormented cry that had left my own mouth the night she’d disappeared. Yet, rather than celebrate in her misery, I felt a tinge of remorse.
And so I stilled above her.
Waiting.
She hadn’t fallen to the bed, her knees and hands still keeping her upright, but her head had lowered despite my grasp on her hair. I wrapped my other arm around her middle, holding her as she shook violently.
Yes, I’d entered her hard. But she should have been able to handle it. She was fucking created to handle it.
“Talk to me, Kailiani,” I said, hating the sound of concern in my voice. Why did I suddenly care? I wanted to destroy her. Not comfort her.
This is all probably a trick… Another fucking game.
“I’m okay.” She didn’t soundokay.“Just… shocked me.”
Shocked her?How is—
She shifted, her walls clenching around me in a hypnotic way that drew a groan from my throat. “Fuck…” That felt too good. If she did that again, I wouldn’t be able to just sit here. I’d have to finish it. I’d have to—
Another movement, this one purposeful, her backside brushing my groin with the temptation of her hips.
“Kailiani,” I warned.
