Page 121 of Beneath the Mountain Sky

She gasps and sags back, pushing me away almost frantically. Her wide eyes lock on me, and trembling lips gape open on fluttered half-breaths. “Wh-what the fuck was that?”

“Fucking incredible, that’s what that was.” I grin at her as I lick her inner thighs clean. “You squirted.”

“I what?”

I raise a brow at her.

Her dark eyes sweep over me with so much confusion, still glazed over from the release she never saw coming. “I’ve never…”

“I know.” I glide my tongue across my lips, savoring every last drop. “That was hot as fuck. You think you can do it again?”

Willow’s cheeks and face redden even more. “I don’t…I don’t know.”

God, her confusion and embarrassment are adorable.

And I’d love to keep my face buried between her thighs to see if she can do it again.

But she reaches for me, urging me to stand between her parted thighs.

Staring up at me, spread wide across my kitchen counter, thoroughly ravished, she’s never looked more beautiful.

She reaches for the towel and gives it a gentle tug, letting it fall to the floor. My gaze follows her hand as it wraps around my hard cock and guides me to her slick core.

I’m fucking done for.

WILLOW

My legs tremble.

My lungs seize.

My heart beats wildly under my ribs.

But the dull ache there is barely even noticeable anymore.

After what Killian just did to me, I’m not sure I can feel anything the same way again. Because that was life-altering. World-changing in a way I never knew something like an orgasm could be.

It’s always been electric between us. Hot. Heavy. Sometimes downright aggressive. It’s the way I’ve always liked him—unleashed. Unrestricted by the expectations and things in life that try to keep him restrained.

That’s what I need now, too.

For this man to take me away from everything.

He towers over me, long, wet hair hanging over his shoulders, lips still glistening from within his beard from whatever the hell that just was that he wrung out of me. Through my lust-fogged brain, I try to focus on him, but everything’s fuzzy, surrounded by this glowy haze of pleasure still making my body twitch and limbs tingle.

Killian takes my face in one hand and leans in, dragging me to him so he can crush his mouth to mine in a soul-searing kiss that screams, mine, mine, mine.

I am his.

He’s always been possessive, protective, demanding the things even I didn’t know I needed until he gave them to me.

Just like he’s doing now.

He’s giving me life.

I loop my arms around his neck, clinging to him and his strength. A strangled groan slips from his lips, and he pushes into me with one hard thrust, rocking me back slightly from the edge of the counter. I gasp into his mouth, drawing his breath into my lungs.

His tongue tangles with mine, thrusting the same way his hips do as he draws back and plunges into me again.