Page 49 of Kai (Alpha Heroes #13)

Cece

Still shaking from an amazing orgasm, I stared up at Kai. Blocking the sun, he sat back on his shins between my legs. I felt totally limp and unable to move, even though I twitched reflexively with the remnants of my climax.

Kai’s aura was a study in indigo and gold, a masterpiece of glowing energy humming a mating call. I’d just come—a powerful, satisfying climax—and yet when I spotted the need on Kai’s face, my pussy clenched. I felt needy all over again.

The light caressed the powerful muscles of his shoulders. Droplets of water licked at the grid of his stomach, beaded his body, and dripped from his hair. In that moment, he looked like the god of the sea, Poseidon himself, and so did his dick.

“I want you so badly.” His gaze lasered through me. “I want you exactly as you are, no changes required.”

My heart soared. Nobody had ever longed for the raw me. Men who’d coveted Father’s money often approached me, but had any of them wanted me? Unadulterated, temperamental, argumentative, skeptical, curious, intense, passionate-to-obsession me?

No .

No one had wanted the real me. Until Kai.

His mouth melded with my lips. His tongue rolled with mine. He tasted like me. He worked his lips over mine until every part of me was on fire again.

“Sorceress.” His voice gentled, but a fierce resolve straightened his mouth and tensed his face.

“I’ve wanted you since day one, since the moment the roar of a rogue wave echoed in my head when I heard your name.

I didn’t know it then, but it announced your arrival in my life.

I think we were meant to be together even before then, when, at the dawn of creation, the universe weaved our fates together. ”

The sun shone brighter, casting a magical light.

The sea around us sparkled like a giant quasar.

White clouds shimmered with a sparkling quality against the blue sky.

It glittered with a blue almost as rich as Kai’s indigo aura.

The cove’s little waves gossiped about Kai’s secret: I was lovable, after all, and he, a creature built of loss and brilliant hope—he loved me despite me being me.

“That’s the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me,” I whispered softly. “But will you stop talking pretty and fuck me already?”

He laughed, and then his mouth settled on mine, and his hand caressed my body with a devotion I’d never known from anyone but him.

His fingers brushed gently over my breast, circled my nipple, and trailed down to dip between my folds.

I closed my eyes and lost myself in the decadent strokes of his thumb strumming my clit.

He flattened over me, settling more of his weight on me, casting his shadow upon my body.

When we were face to face, the warmth of his gaze beamed down on me like a second sun.

Belly to belly, chest to chest, the heat of his erection pressed against my sex.

Rocking his hips slowly, keeping his eyes on me, he rubbed his erection against me, sliding back and forth between my soaked folds.

A hiss escaped between my teeth as the sensations lit me up. His touch captivated every inch of my body, skittering beneath my skin and sinking to pleasure even the smallest of my cells. It was the most erotic sensation I’d ever felt. And it was happening to me .

He fitted a hand between our bodies and angled his cock until he pressed his full tip to my opening. There was a moment of resistance as his helmet kissed my entrance.

Our eyes locked.

“Cece,” he whispered, his body tensed, his eyes on fire. “I.” He pushed through me, slowly, patiently, until my entrance relented. “Love.” He slid a little more of himself into me. “You.” He glided into me slowly until he was fully seated inside.

I gasped at the sheer pleasure of his journey; at the extraordinary feeling of his length and weight filling my void; at the incredible sensation of being opened to a world of pleasure. The deep way our bodies connected and became one astounded me.

“Yes, Kai. Yes!” I whispered, writhing beneath him, bucking my hips frantically, possessed by a need so sharp, urgent, and demanding I wanted it to be squashed and sated.

My walls clung to his dick with a ferocity that robbed my breath.

The flames spread beyond my control and turned into a desperate need.

As Kai slowly pulled out of me, this new, scorching fire burned the old me into ashes that scattered in the wind and dissolved in the sea.

I wanted to find joy—all kinds of joy—in Kai’s arms.

“You feel so good,” he whispered in my ear, taking his time, brushing his lips over my skin, allowing me to feel every inch of his advance and the full force of his possession.

He made love to me slowly, gently, profoundly, making me fully aware of each expert touch, each kiss, every caress, rub, and stroke. The sheer sweetness of his next thrust filled me up to the brim. At that moment, I understood what all the chatter about “being complete” was about.

As he kissed me, his cockhead spearheaded the journey that parted me in half, a long, delicious glide of pleasure.

His sex skimmed over my moisture, diving deep.

I gasped when he hit bottom. The sensations were so intense they pushed me over the edge.

Without warning, I cried out and came all over his hard dick.

The surprising orgasm barreled through me.

My walls squeezed around his steel as I came and came again.

He was so hard that coming was almost painful, in a most sinful, delicious way.

He didn’t move. Gritting his teeth, he kept his hard dick deep in place even as he endured my pussy’s contractions. And still I came some more.

My breaths came in loud pants. I sprawled on the deck, incoherent with bliss, holding on to him by the sheer will of my pussy, clinging to his flesh, refusing to release him.

“Kai,” I whispered his name like a blessing and cupped his face between my hands.

“That’s it, Sorceress.” He worshipped my lips with his mouth. “The first of many more to come. Strong can be gentle. Easy can be powerful. Kindness can be passion, passion can be freedom, and lust can turn to love.”

If he kept talking like that, I was going to come again.

His hips pushed ever so slightly. My sensitive walls welcomed the brush of his harsh flesh, tightening the embrace that lingered from my climax before.

His strokes revived me. I mewled in protest when he pulled back.

He moved deliberately, reversing his path.

There was no yielding on his part, only my malleable flesh surrendering to his retreat and then his terrible absence.

He returned with a firm thrust that fully satisfied my need to be filled. My channel widened again, capitulating to his strength. My pussy stretched with every inch he gave me, grasping for more of him as he moved inside of me.

Firmly, relentlessly, he submitted me to a new, maddening rhythm—in, out, clutch and release, open and close, fullness and void. I dug my fingers in his shoulders when he plunged. I was seconds away from coming again.

“I want you,” I ground out, lifting my legs, wrapping them around his waist, and clamping down on him. “I need you.”

The throaty moan he trapped between his lips told me he needed me, too.

He kept thrusting, but he also bent down and caught one of my nipples in his mouth.

His lips pulled and pinched while he pumped inside of me.

My back arched, cramming more of my flesh into his mouth.

He growled against my nipple and took turns sucking one first, then the other.

I slammed my hands on the deck and fisted my hands around the towel.

His weight kept me in place. Beneath the towel, the deck had no give, and yet I didn’t care. I loved it like this, Kai and I, taking our time, making love on the back of his sailboat, wild and free.

“More,” I begged, shaking beneath him, nearly incoherent from pleasure. “Oh, God. You’re gonna make me come again!”

“That’s the goal, Sorceress.”

His words only stoked the furnace blazing in my core.

Kind, peaceful Kai burned hotter than hell inside.

I hadn’t exaggerated his size and feel in my fantasies.

He felt divine. I loved how he took charge of me, how he used his body to make me forget…

everything. His dick plunged in me so deeply that I screamed.

Every thrust hit my target, and every slide rubbed my spot, driving me insane.

“I’ve got plans for us, Cece,” he rumbled, taking my mouth as possessively as he was taking my pussy.

“I’m gonna take you on your knees, on your side, upside down, you name it.

Your pussy is gonna gobble up every drop I carry in my body.

Your mouth will get some too. I’m gonna make you scream for hours. ”

“Kai!” I cried out, nearly overcome with yet another orgasm.

As my pussy enjoyed the bulk of his strength, the whole of me quavered on the deck.

I groaned, enjoying the power he brought to my body, the way his muscles flexed and bulged beneath my hand, the masculine strength that draped over my softer flesh.

His pupils enlarged, taking up most of the space in his caramel irises.

His jaw set at a straight angle. He was intent on me, on my pleasure.

He was determined to overwhelm me with it.

In his arms, I felt strong. Mighty. Capable. With his thrusts, my body sizzled, and my orgasm grew into a force that threatened to blast me out of my senses. It was just him and me, fucking as fucking should be, elevated by the one emotion I had never believed in.

Until now.

In the back of my sex, an immense swell of pleasure roared, cresting right before it exploded in my body, destroying every assumption I’d ever made, wiping my slate clean.

Roaring like a mighty wave, he flooded me with his seed.

As I screamed his name and surrendered to the pleasure, the connection between us yanked, binding not only my body to his, but also my soul.

When we were done, he lay beside me on Serenity’s deck. I cuddled against his side, feeling the generous trickle of his essence dribbling out of me. I’d found the lover of my lifetime, the soulmate I never knew I could have.

“Kai? I feel it. Here.” I settled my hand over my chest. “Where I thought my heart was dead. Where I never believed I could feel the way I feel for you.”

“What is it you feel?” he asked, his voice as cautious as his expression.

“Our connection.” Thrill rushed through my veins, along with a sensation of rightness, as if with two words, my world had righted.

His throat rippled with a swallow, but his eyes lit up with a coppery glint that reminded me of a golden sunset.

With the sun, the sea, and the sky as my witnesses, I whispered in his ear. “I love you, Kai.”

He pushed up on his elbows and drew back to meet my gaze. I understood his astonishment. He didn’t have the benefit of seeing my aura. The shock on his face made me smile. A free and freeing giggle escaped me, untamed joy.

Kai’s eyes shimmered with a luster akin to wonder. It was as if he could feel that my fortress had crumbled, and that, scarred as my soul was, I was baring it for him, only for him.

“I…” He paused and cleared his throat, even though when he spoke again, his voice was still hoarse. “I thought you didn’t believe in love.”

“Well…” I widened my grin and wiggled my eyebrows. “I do now.”