Page 31 of Kalix

LAINEY

The rain has finally stopped pouring.

I sit in one of the rocking chairs on the porch and massage the rope burn on my wrists, wincing from the pain.

“Here, I think there is some jelly shit in this bag somewhere.” Reed, Kalix’s friend, digs through the flimsy shopping bag at his feet.

“It’s okay.” I manage to whisper.

He pulls the ointment out and uncaps it, kneeling in front of me, “It’s not, because I’ll be Kalix’s next victim if I don’t make you put this on.” He holds his palm out for me to lay a hand in his. “Sorry, strict orders.”

My attention bounces back and forth between Reed tending to my wrists and the front door of the cabin.

I try not to think about what’s going on inside, but I can’t help but wonder what Kalix is capable of.

I mean, I know he’s pretty intense, and obviously a tad crazy, but would he kill Alex for real?

I shake my head and swallow, deciding that I don’t care either way.

I don’t even need to, or want to, know any of the details.

All I want is to wrap myself up in him when he comes back.

As if he can hear my thoughts, he emerges from the house.

His gaze automatically finds mine and he strides towards me as Reed stands up. Kneeling in front of me, he examines my face, neck and arms. “You okay?”

I nod, “I am now.” Leaning forward I cup his cheek and fuse my mouth to his. He responds like it’s something he does religiously. Wrapping his arms around my waist, I place mine around his neck.

“Ah-chem.” Issac sounds behind him, making us pull apart. “Sorry to interrupt, but we need to get out of here.”

Kalix tilts his head toward him and mutters, “Burn it down.”

I watch Issac flick his eyes to mine, then the house, then he gives Kalix a single nod.

Kalix doesn’t say a word to him as he stands and pulls me up with him. “Let’s get you out of here, Little Rabbit.”

He heads in the direction of my apartment, but I don’t want to go home right now. I need some fresh air. I lean forward a bit, “Can we go somewhere to watch the sun rise? I don’t want to go home yet.”

He doesn’t hesitate, “Of course.”

I smile to myself as I rest my cheek on his back and hold him tighter. Taking a deep breath, I inhale his intoxicating scent. I wish I could bottle it up and bathe in it.

Damn, Lainey. You’re starting to sound a bit psycho.

A few minutes later, we start to slow as he pulls the bike up to a lookout area on the mountain. The sun barely peeking through on the horizon.

Dismounting, he opens a storage compartment on the bike, pulling out a bag and a small blanket. He holds them up and smirks, “Hungry?”

I smile, “Starving, actually.”

He lays the blanket out in front of the bike and sits down with the bag beside him. Tapping the open space between his legs he says, “Come here, baby.”

I quickly oblige, leaning back into him. He wraps his arms around me and kisses the side of my head. “I’m so glad you’re okay, Little Rabbit. If I could kill him ag?—”

“No…” Shaking my head and leaning forward, he pulls me back into him, “No. I don’t want to know any details.”

He lifts his hand to turn my chin toward him, “Okay. It’s okay. We don’t have to get into it.”

A soft smile replaces the concern on my face. “Thank you,” I whisper. He gently rubs his nose against mine, the metal from his piercing cooling my skin, before placing a soft kiss to my lips.

“No need to thank me. When it comes to you, I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe.

” He breathes across my mouth. My stomach growls at the same time, making us both laugh.

“Alright, I’ll feed you. But first…” He leans back, unzips his leather jacket, and pulls it off.

Digging in a pocket, he pulls out a joint, holding it between his fingertips.

Another smile spreads across my face, “You’re something, you know that?”

His smile mirrors mine and his brows lift, “In a good way, though, right?”

I chuckle and shrug, teasing him.

He squints at me as he pulls a lighter out of his pocket.

He places the butt to his lips and cups his other hand around the end as he lights it.

Once it’s lit, he pockets the lighter and takes a long hit.

He holds it in and leans forward, his mouth millimeters away from mine.

I part my lips, he blows the smoke in, and I inhale.

When I blow out with a cough, he chuckles.

I shove at his leg playfully as he puts Mary out. His fingers skate my sides, tickling me. Getting into a fit of giggles so bad that I feel like I’m going to pass out. “Stop, stop.” I say, laughing, and he stops.

“The little rabbit is ticklish, I see.” He reaches into the bag and digs out chips and sour cream.

I pause, “Uh, Kalix. Are these the snacks you got yesterday for the library?”

I scoot forward and turn towards him so he can open the bag of chips. “Yep. Why?”

I cringe, scrunching my nose, “That sour cream isn’t good anymore.”

He picks it up and pulls the lid off. Then goes to pull the film off. “So, fun fact about me. I can’t stand a hot drink, so Reed, being the MacGyver that he is, put a cooler in the storage compartment of my bike.”

Well, that’s interesting. “I—uh. Wow. Well, that’s pretty cool.”

“Definitely comes in handy.” He dips a chip in the sour cream and stirs it before placing it in front of my lips. I take a bite and groan in pleasure.

“Careful.” His voice is gravely.

I chew and swallow before responding, “Why?”

His gaze trails to my lips, making my core heat, “You need the rest, but if you keep making noises like that, I’ll have to do something about it.”

Goosebumps skate across my skin. I reach into the bag for another chip, then dip it in the sour cream. Just like he did, I place it in front of his lips and the corner of his mouth tilts before he takes the whole thing in his mouth. His eyes never leave mine as he swallows.

Despite him saying I need rest, I don’t want it. What I need is him. And I need him right now. My pussy clenches as the words fall from my mouth, “Kalix, I need you.”

I watch as his chest rises and falls. “Baby, you need a break. You’ve been through a lot?—”

I shake my head vigorously as I rise from my knees and peel my shirt off. I throw it on the ground beside him. “I don’t give a fuck about any of that.” I unbutton my pants before pushing them down my legs and kicking them off to the side, leaving me in nothing but my bra and underwear .

Stepping in between his legs, he runs his hands up my thighs, massaging as he goes. Looking up at me, his eyes darken, “Are you sure?”

“Yes. Now get up and fuck me.” I breathe out surprising myself at how easy it was to say that.

I don’t have to ask him again, he’s up within seconds, taking his shirt off. All of his beautiful ink on display. I run my fingers over the bunny he got for me, making goosebumps break out over his skin.

I bite my bottom lip and waste no time letting him out of the confines of his pants. His thick cock springs free, making my mouth water. But he has other plans, because he lifts me and I wrap my legs around his waist. I thread my hands through his hair as he moves to straddle the bike.

Surely he can’t think this is a good idea. “Oh my god. We are going to fall over.”

“Shhh…” he says as he places wet kisses to my collar bone, making me moan. “You trust me, right?” he asks, looking up at me, and I nod slowly. “Right, so I’m not going to let anything happen to you. Let me make you feel good.”

He reaches a hand between us and pushes my panties to the side with his thumb. Massaging a circle over my nub he says, “You know this is mine, right?” When I don’t respond, he stops his movements and tilts his head. “Lainey...”

“Show me.”

“Show you what?”

Boldly, I wrap my hand around two of his fingers and guide them to my entrance, and I swear the world stops spinning. “Show me. Prove that it’s yours. That I’m you?—”

My words evade me when he pulls his hand from my grip and lifts me, notching his cock at my entrance. Looking up at me briefly, he pulls me down, filling my tight pussy with his thick length.

“Oh fuck.” I breathe out.

He threads his fingers through the hair at the base of my skull, pulling me closer to him so his mouth is a hairsbreath from mine. I moan into his mouth as he grinds into me. “You’re fucking mine, Lainey.” His lips brush mine. “Your bare, wet pussy riding my dick is all the proof you need.”

“Yes.” I whimper, making my pussy clench as his dick jumps inside of me in response.

He loosens the grip on my hair, then trails his hand down my breasts before reaching up and unclasping my bra. It falls between us, so I throw it on the blanket.

I place my hands on his shoulders as he lifts my ass to drop me back down, pounding me onto him. He gently leans me so my back is laying against the cool metal of the bike, putting my dusty, hard nipples on display for him.

I don’t know what it is about Kalix, but the way he worships my body makes me feel like a fucking goddess.

His touch is rough, but gentle at the same time.

Every time he runs his hands over my body, it’s like he’s taking inventory, memorizing every single freckle and invisible hair.

Making sure that he’s familiar with every part of me, like he can’t get enough.

“Kalix.” I breathe out. “I think I’m about t—” my back arches as my pussy pulses around his length.

“Yes, that’s it…right there. Milk my cock.” He groans as he releases into me.

When we both catch our breath, he smoothes my panties back over my sensitive pussy. Grabbing both of my hands, he sits me up right and cups my face to kiss me. “We fucked until the sun came up.” He smirks against my mouth.

A relaxing feeling settles over me as I pull away and take in the scenery before us. The sun rising over the mountains is absolutely breathtaking. “So…beautiful.” I say as I stare out.

“Yeah, you are.” He whispers as I turn to stare into his crystal orbs. My face feels like it could rip apart with how big he makes me smile. “Let’s get you home, Little Rabbit.”