Page 105 of Judas (The Lito Duet #2)

Pushing my hands against his chest for balance, my hips roll, rocking back and forth at a leisurely pace.

Feeling him starting to thrust into me, I squeeze both of his nipples to get him to stop.

Kace huffs and slaps his palms on my thighs again.

Apparently pain is no consolation to him since he leans up, wraps his arms around me and pulls me down.

My naked chest pressing near-painfully to his.

Stealing a glimpse of the face I’ve come to love, Kace pushes me up with his hips then slams into me when I’ve granted him enough room.

The harsh movement forces the breath out of my lungs.

“Th… there we go, Snitch. Stuffed full and speechless. Do you want more?”

He snaps his hips again.

“Fu… I… God yes.”

“Good fucking girl.”

Our skin starts to heat, sliding slightly, with every new hard thrust into me.

The snaps of his hips crashing our flesh together with sharp slaps as if he were claiming me all over again.

In a way he is, scribbling over some more of my trauma in only the way he can.

Rewiring my brain to accept the type of love he has to give and the brand which I need.

Resting my forehead to his chest, spine arching under his hands, I lose myself in the pleasure he drags out of me. Surging into my slick pussy without abandon, with the sole purpose of knotting our red threads together in an unbreakable bind.

Tossing me onto my back, right before I come apart at the seams again, Kace is over me.

Spitting lewdly into his hand, he coats himself, mixing our fluids together as the other smears my arousal down over the tight skin of my ass.

Gently easing a finger inside of me. The sensation is uncomfortable at worst, odd at best, but there’s an appeal—mostly in the way he’s staring at me. Ravenously.

“That hurt at all?”

“N… no.”

“Good, cause it might.”

This time he spits on me instead, then moves forward a bit to get our hips closer together.

The warmth of his saliva is quickly masked by the slide of his blunt head.

Down from my swollen clit, over my entrance even when it squeezes in hopes he was going to shove himself back inside of me.

I know better though, he’s taking the last part of me he has yet to fill.

Tense at first, my body protests. Kace brings a hand back down, running his thumb along my hood and over the engorged tip of me to trick my body into relaxing.

Easy at first, he presses in a little then retreats.

Getting deeper with every advance until I finally open enough for him to push in deeper.

Hitching a breath I squirm, feeling like he’s going to hit my naval at some point.

“Fuck.” Kace breathes out.

Moving my hands, I circle his wrist with one and jam the other into the bedding under me. My glazed eyes glance up when Kace groans, head tilting back for a split second as he releases his hold. That hand then returns to my thigh and presses down.

“You feel so good, baby.”

Sucking in a quivering breath, almost forming words which are halted at the sensation of long slow drags of his cock. Pulling back then pushing in. And oh my fucking God.

A low sultry laugh comes from above me when I sense him shifting. His weight leans over me when his lips start to graze mine.

“If I didn’t know any better, those pathetic little sounds coming out of your mouth make it seem like you are enjoying this.”

“K… Kace. P… please.”

“Oh?” He questions, dragging out of me again. “You have manners today? Go on, wife , beg.”

The stupid thing in my chest stutters at that. Squeezing before it flutters rapidly and he chuckles again. Slapping both hands on his waist, I feel the muscles of his lower back and sides flex under the skin when he rolls hips forward. Picturing the way he fucks me slowly makes my cunt drip.

“Beg Nadia, I don’t want to leave this snug ass of yours empty but I will if you don’t do as I say.”

“F… fuck, please, Kace.”

“Please what? Tell me what you need.”

“M… ove, please, mo—“ he cuts me off by slamming into me. The exhale I was just clinging to enters the air as a desperate moan.

“That’s better.” He teases.

Tightening his grip in my hair, he holds me steady, crashing his lips to mine, invading my mouth with that sly tongue of his.

Coaxing mine into a lewd tangle as his pace increases.

Thrusting harder into me than a few moments ago.

Between his attention on my mouth and how full I feel with his cock buried in me, I can’t think.

Drowning in a sea of hormones, endorphins, and pleasurable sighs.

Nothing—nothing in this world compares to the way I feel with Kace.

When we’re like this, it’s just us. The things we have done cease to exist, pain and sorrow pushed beyond the boundaries of our bubble.

There's no time, responsibilities, or people beating at our doors demanding more of us than we have to give.

A few days ago, Kace told me Lucien once tried to convince him that I was incapable of loving someone.

That I could only gravitate to people who were like us.

Damaged and outcasted by society for not being born into the perfect mold of who a person should be.

He may have spoken some truth but he’s wrong, was wrong, I do love Kace.

While I may not love him in the same way he loves me, I don’t love him wrong.

Dragging himself away from our kiss, Kace sits back up on his knees, steadily driving into me.

His chest has turned a slight shade off pink, highlighting the tattoos that come down from his neck.

The slightly darker color of his areolas flushing like the rest of him.

Doesn’t help, well maybe it does, the pressure building low in my stomach or the way my moans make him feel impossibly harder.

“Ready to come for me?”

Turning his hand over, palm side up, he slides three fingers into my absolutely drenched pussy.

Hooking them forward into the soft spot inside of me.

He probes a few times which forces my head to tilt back and forces another cry out of me.

Thighs starting to tremble, hands scrambling to grab the back of my knees so I’m held open for him.

Always open and ready for the man who has imprisoned my heart.

“Words, Nadia. Use your words.”

“Yes!”

Replying instantly, my body does more of the same. Milking at his fingers the longer he strokes my sweet spot. The curves of my body jolt with every deep and breath taking thrust.

Right at the edge of oblivions, Kace pulls out of my backside, quickly plunging his fingers in and out of me. His digits, still hooked behind my pelvic bone, thrust frantically as my release pours out of me, spurting over his muscle-corded arm and chest.

Fuck, I can’t breathe.

He wastes no time feeding his cock back inside my ass, both of his hands clamping around my throat when he pushes his weight on top of me.

The vulgar slapping sounds of his hips meeting my wet skin is the only thing piercing through the ringing in my ears.

Taking each and every brutal pound while shaking uncontrollably beneath him.

I know there’s no way he can last much longer, his urgent breaths and restless moans giving him away.

A stutter exists in the drive of his hips as well.

It’s my turn to watch him come apart for me, give me every last bit of himself just as I do the same for him.

Squeezing my throat, his thumbs pushing on the underside of my chin to force my hazy gaze to his.

I stare into the face of the man I gave my heart to so fucking long ago.

“S… say it again, baby. Tell me you love me.”

Love you.

My mouth moves, his tight grip around my neck makes it where my voice isn’t able to escape the crest of my lips.

“Louder!”

Love you.

Kace squeezes again. My eyes watering at the lack of air, frustrated over not being able to tell him.

I waited so fucking long to confess my feelings for him, to let the world know that I belong to him.

That my heart is his to hold and if there was anything I could go back and change it would be to find him sooner.

“Scream it, Nadia. I can’t hear you!”

Another orgasm builds on the back of the last one, the air he’s preventing me from breathing has me tumbling over the edge as if the whole purpose of me is to have faith in him. To believe that despite everything I have reason. I’m here, I belong.

I’m falling now and there’s a wave at the bottom of the cliff, but it’s his arms that keep me from crashing down as I scream through a breath I’m finally taking for him.

“I LOVE YOU!”