Page 198 of Carnal Games

As soon as I peel my lips away from his wrist, where I’m pretty sure I broke the skin, he’s rounding to my back. Rough hands grab my bruised ass, lifting my feet off the ground just as a hot wet mouth latches to my pussy.

“Fucckkk, Kian!” I moan, hearing my high heels fall off my ankles.

He makes an unhinged noise in the back of his throat that sends vibrations across my clit. Licking the seam of my slit, he dips his tongue inside and flicks it side to side. Flattening it, he rubs it up and down through my juices, humming at the taste.

I soar to newfound heights of ecstasy that I didn’t know existed.

Kian’s expert and starving mouth takes me to them with every swipe through my folds. Every noisy suck. Every swirl of his tongue around my clit.

The intensity, the filthiness, the taboo of someone tasting my sex is incredible, even as shyness spreads across my face. Thank God, he can’t see it.

Whimpering and keening sounds slip from my lips when he licks a path from my clit to my asshole, circling the spot he fucked with his finger. The wicked sensation has me pushing my hips back against his eager mouth.

An appreciative groan comes from him. A light spank on my ass, as he coaxes, “Rub your pussy on me, filthy girl. Make a mess.”

“Yes!” The edge of his teeth grazes the bundle of nerves. “Mhmm.”

One of his hands slips to my pussy and strokes my clit. After nipping my slit hard, he pulls back and gutturally says, “You can’t stop dripping like a whore, baby. Look how much you enjoyed getting your ass lashed. Red looks so lovely on you.”

“Please…. More.”

His finger dips to my opening and thrusts inside. My back arches at the fullness. His is so much bigger and longer than mine. Rubbing inside my walls, he drawls, “My pussy has been neglected, hasn’t it? It needs my mouth daily, eating and pounding it.”

“Yesss, sir. I need it.”

“You’ll have it, anytime you want.” His open mouth covers my mound and replaces the finger with his tongue.

My head drops as I pant at the foreign feel. He’s fucking my pussy with his tongue! I never knew it was possible. He takes it away too soon and shoves two long and thick fingers inside, so deep they hit my barrier.

I cry out wantonly.

“Fuck! There it is!” he says in awe, withdrawing and driving in again. “I’m going to enjoy tarnishing your innocence and breaking in this virgin cunt.”

Finger banging me slowly, his lips return and suck my poor clit mercilessly. I slap my palm above my head as pleasure blinds me. In the midst of his mouth ravaging me, I twist my head and catch our reflection in the mirror across from us.

I’m held suspended by his hands and his face buried between my thighs as he kneels behind me. I don’t recognize the girl I’m seeing.

She looks sensual, shameless, and crazed with lust.

Seeing my scary reaper’s big physique underneath me, lost in bringing me to a climax and worshipping me, has me moaning.

He doesn’t once come up for air. It’s so salacious.

The image combined with his addictive assault, an ache twists in my groin.

Sharp and demanding.

Kian senses it and groans, “Fuck, rainbow, I can feel you tightening. Fuck yourself on my fingers. Give your orgasm to me.”

While his fingers scissor and stretch my pussy, the tip of his tongue circles the rim of my anus until I clench involuntarily. He doesn’t let up teasing both my holes until I’m mindless. I gasp when I hear him spit and wetness lands on my asshole.

His pace becomes harder and deeper than mine ever has, adding a bite of pain with each relentless drive. I forget all about it when he fills my ass and greedily hums.

“Kian! Oo… Umm!”

The tingling pressure rises low in my belly. I chase it like my life depends on it, grinding and riding Kian’s hand and tongue. A brush of his thumb against my clit catapults me into another dimension.

“Kian!” The powerful orgasm rains down on me, stars dancing behind my eyelids. His fingers curl and don’t stop fucking me through it. A wet slapping noise pierces the air, mixing with my cries. “Kian! Ahh!”