Page 77 of A Kingdom of Fire and Fury (House of Embers #1)
“You’re so gorgeous like this. You have no idea.” He tugged at my hair, and the pain stroked the fire in my body. My pleasure spiked. “On your knees just for me… fuck. Look at you. I’ve never seen you this obedient.” He grinned. “It’s quite nice.”
He let out a strangled groan when I purposely swallowed around him. Totally worth the renewed struggle I faced to gain control over my spasming throat when he fucked my mouth even harder.
“Always so rebellious. My little thief.” His rhythm jerked.
Kieran chased his pleasure, and I could only go along for the ride.
Three more thrusts, and he slammed down my throat one last time and spilled.
He was so deep inside me, there was no chance of resistance.
I could only swallow down his bitter seed.
Kieran pulled back so that his tip rested on my tongue.
“Beautiful.” I felt almost possessed as I swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock, greedily demanding more.
My throat ached from the abuse, but I loved it.
Craved to repeat the feeling. Kieran shuddered from my ministrations. “You poor thing, all neglected.”
I moaned and rubbed my thighs together, but it did nothing to quench my thirst. Instead, I suckled the tip, rolling it between my tongue.
Kieran muttered a curse and pulled back.
I was even more surprised when he yanked me up and crashed our lips together, licking the taste of himself out of my mouth.
Another moan left my lips when he kneaded my ass. “Bend over,” he murmured in my ear.
Heat rushed down my spine. I pressed myself against the wall, feeling the water pelt against my side. I trembled, desperate for his touch.
“Do you trust me?” he whispered.
I looked over my shoulder. My heart squeezed in my chest. “I do.”
“Good.” He gripped my hips. “Remember what to say if you don’t want to do this. You’re mine to cherish, Selena. Let me ravish you.”
I gasped when shadows pulled my arms behind my back and a veil of darkness covered my eyes. The position forced me to rest my head against the wall. Kieran trailed his fingers along my spine, sending sparks of pleasure through my body.
All of my senses were heightened now that my vision was taken away.
The heated water against my skin. The gentle sh-sh-sh of it hitting my side.
Kieran’s light touch as he explored my body like it was a canvas to be painted.
My core throbbed for attention. “Is that it?” I whispered. “Do you always have to play?”
He chuckled darkly. “Always.” Any retort I had died when his fingers brushed my folds. I groaned and tried to buck into his touch, but another shadow wrapped around my waist and pinned me in place.
“Kieran!”
He plunged his fingers inside my dripping entrance. Gods. I was so desperate, so hungry for it I could cry. I had no clue what he would do next. Everything was entirely by his mercy, by his will. His finger fucked me slowly, exploring every inch of my center.
“Another,” I groaned. The water cascading down my back was another sweet torture, adding to the overwhelming sensations.
“So greedy,” he crooned but added two more fingers.
My breath hitched as he wasted no time pounding into me, his fingers reaching deeper than I thought possible. The shadows left me helpless to him, and I fucking loved it. Loved the fog that had consumed me. It was just as I wanted. No other thoughts, only the sensations Kieran gave me.
He hit a spot that left me seeing stars. My stomach tightened. “Ah—there! There!” I whimpered as he attacked the spot, crooking his fingers to make sure he hit it with every plunge of his fingers.
It was vicious how hard my orgasm hit me. I sobbed through it as Kieran brought me over the edge. I was totally blind but absolutely trusting as I panted against the wall. The water continued to pelt my tingling skin. My slicked core trembled around Kieran as he fucked me through it.
“Gods,” I whimpered. “You—”
“We’re not done.”
His angry cock pressed against my bullied entrance. My core spasmed around him as he pushed inside, still sensitive from my orgasm. Desire pulsed deep within me.
I wished I could see his face. Next time. The darkness had its own appeal, a secret thrill as to what he’d do next.
I wanted to scratch at his back and pull him close. Next time.
For now, I’d take what he’d give me. I’d give in and let my mind drift. Let my body take control. I arched into the sensations, feeling my core make room for him. Perfect. I never want this to end.
Kieran gripped my hips. “I love the sound of your cries.” He pulled back ever so slowly, letting me feel every inch of him as he scraped my insides, and then slammed back in.
“I love how you rock your hips and cry out. Greedy little cockslut you are playing coy, even though I know you’re desperate for it. ”
I groaned when he grabbed my hair. The pain heightened my pleasure.
The element of uncertainty… My core slickened, and I squeezed around him.
My nipples hardened, and every press of them against the cool stone wall sent another jolt of pleasure through me.
Kieran took and took and took. The fuzziness in my brain fully enveloped me, like a warm caress. Heat kindled my core. “Keep… going.”
“Next time I should gag you. Or lay you on your back so I can see your pleasure overwhelm you. Maybe try this.” A shadow curled around my throat, squeezing ever so slightly.
But it was gone before it came. “I can have my shadows play with you for hours. Oh, fuck the gods. You’re squeezing me so tight. ”
I flushed, but there was no embarrassment. Here I was, blindfolded and being fucked from behind in the shower. We were past the point of embarrassment and straight in the den of depravity. And I was so fucking glad to be here with him.
“Maybe even this.” A shadow prodded at my mouth, forcing my jaw open. But that too vanished as soon as my lips parted. “Gods, Selena, the way you look…”
I couldn’t respond to Kieran’s filthy whispers, could only cry and whimper and mindlessly beg as pleasure coursed through my veins. The fog had claimed me too deeply, and Kieran had fucked me too good. But gods, the things he said… I couldn’t wait to try them.
Over and over again, Kieran roughly pounded into me. His shadows kept my hands bound, leaving me helpless and rocking against the wall with the force of his thrusts. Pleasure coiled in my belly, tightening with every thrust.
His hand reached forward to squeeze my clit, working it with every powerful jerk of his hips. I screamed, stars shining behind my eyelids. There was nothing gentle about it as my second orgasm crashed over me. Not even a thrust later, Kieran slammed deep within me and came as well.
I panted against the wall, fighting to regain my breath.
Holy fuck. That was the most intense thing I’d ever done.
The shadows around my arms released as well as the ones covering my vision.
Kieran flipped me so that I rested against his chest. And then he sunk down so that I sat sprawled in his lap.
The fog was still in the corners of my mind, but with Kieran holding me as if I was precious… I knew I’d be able to come down. Emotions crashed over me, and if I wasn’t with him, I might’ve succumbed to them. “Are you alright?” he murmured in the shell of my ear, stroking my hair.
I swallowed before giving him a light nod.
I felt impossibly delicate. Fragile like glass.
A part of me wondered why he asked. Another part of me was thankful he was doing this.
That we hadn’t gone right back to showering.
Because now I existed on another plane, and I needed him to guide me back to reality.
For a handful of minutes, we just existed. The two of us, our legs intertwined and me cradled in his arms. Kieran showed no impatience, and my heart was full of affection that I couldn’t voice. “That was… incredible.”
“Do you need me to do anything? I can wash you. No funny business. I promise.”
Gods, it was hard to take in that gentle earnestness.
“That’s okay. Just… hold me a bit longer.
” I hadn’t known the fog would leave me like this.
But strangely, I liked it. Maybe not all the time, but it was thrilling to know Kieran could bring me to this place, and I could tr ust him to take care of me.
“You’re sleeping in my room tonight,” he murmured.
I closed my eyes. “Fine by me.”