by Selena Kitt
Kai’s hand moved through her hair, slowly working her head, forcing her to take more of him. It wasn’t an easy task—and to be honest, she was way out of practice—but she managed about half before it was too much. He eased back, watching her eyes as he slowly began to fuck her mouth. Jules moaned around his length, her hands going to his thighs. They were thickly muscled, moving under her palms as he thrust, and she found herself lost in sensation. Just the act of sucking him made her wetter than she thought possible. She wouldn’t have been surprised to look down and see an enormous damp spot in the crotch of her jeans, but she couldn’t take her eyes from his.
Then, suddenly, he pulled her off, using the fist he had in her hair. His cock glistened with her saliva and she looked from it to him, licking her lips. Kai bent and took her mouth with his, fucking it with his tongue. She cried out, but it was muffled in his kiss. Her hand went down between her legs, cupping her mound through her jeans, hoping to ease the ache there, just a little.
“I want to see you,” Kai murmured against her lips when they parted, letting her go. “Undress for me.”
Jules felt self-conscious—her panties were no more interesting than her bra, after all. Kai sat on the edge of the bed and pulled off his jeans and boots. Just looking at him made her dizzy. He was all man, and he was in her bed. And he wanted her to undress for him.
She pulled off her boots and undid the button of her pants with trembling hands, sliding them down her long legs. There was no sexy way to get out of jeans, so she just kicked them off. They went a little too far and Kai caught them with a grin.
“Do that with your panties,” he told her.
She flushed, but she slid them down too, stepping out and hooking them on one toe, flicking them in his direction.
He reached to catch those, too, lifting them to his nose, his eyes turning dark.
“Come here.”
She went to him, thinking this had to be a dream. How had this man ended up in her bed, in her life? Kai tossed her panties aside and stopped her at arm’s length, hands on her hips, his gaze sweeping over her from head to toe. He stopped at her face. Those hazel eyes on hers, the green flecks in them darker than ever, set her on fire.
“My God, you’re beautiful.” He whispered kisses over her belly, his tongue dipping briefly into her navel. “You’re like a painting.”
She melted as his palms moved up from her hips, following the curve of her waist, to cup her breasts. Jules sucked in a breath when he thumbed her nipples. They hardened instantly at his touch, sending hot little licks of pleasure through her. Kai’s arms went around her, hands pressed against her lower back, pulling her close. She watched through half-closed eyes as he took the dark circle of her nipple between his lips, moaning softly when he began to suck.
Her hands moved through his hair. It feathered around her fingers like raven’s wings, her nails raking his scalp as she arched and gave him more of her. Kai sucked greedily at her other breast, his tongue lashing back and forth. Jules was desperate for him, her breath coming fast. She wiggled as close as she could, feeling the hard heat of his cock pressing against her belly.
“Come up here.”
Kai slid back on the bed and Jules crawled on all fours, unable to resist planting hot, wet kisses on his thigh along the way. She stopped between his legs, licking pre-cum from the tip of his cock. Kai hissed between his teeth, hips moving, but she only got a few long, wet strokes of him into her mouth before he growled and grabbed her, sliding her up his body.
Jules whimpered when she felt his shaft sliding between her pussy lips as he pulled her toward him. She stopped to wiggle and squirm, aching to feel him inside, but he didn’t let her stay there. He shifted her hips with his hands, sliding her up over his belly, toward his waiting mouth. Thankfully, Jules made a habit of shaving, and she was smooth, aside from a little tuft up top.
Kai wrapped his arms around her hips and drew her close. She shivered in anticipation, feeling his breath hot over her mound. She’d shaved but he hadn’t and the stubble on his cheeks tickled her thighs as he kissed them, working his way slowly toward her pussy. Everything between her legs was swollen and wet, aching to be touched. Her clit throbbed in protest as Kai started low, tasting her juices before drawing his tongue upward.
“Oh God,” Jules cried when the tip of his tongue brushed her clit, moving slowly back and forth. He already had her trembling with longing, so ready for him. But he persisted, keeping his arms wrapped around her hips, trapping her against the hot, sweet, lash of his tongue.
“Kai,” she gasped, unable to stop the buck of her hips, wanting more, more. “Oh please, Kai... make me come!”
He groaned against her flesh, re-doubling his efforts, burying his whole face between her legs. He sucked and lapped at her clit and sent her flying, her whole body turning to jelly, a shaking, quivering mass. She couldn’t even hold herself up anymore and Kai grabbed her hips in his hands again, sliding her down so she was straddling his middle and she could collapse on top of him.
“Fuck, I have to have you,” he growled against her ear, his hands fisting her hair as Jules tried to catch her breath. “I can’t wait any more, Jules. You’re killing me.”
“Yes,” she whispered, shifting her hips, and straddling his. Kai groaned when she sat up and gripped him tightly in her fist. Jules shuddered as she brushed the head of his cock against her clit. Everything was still pulsing between her thighs, soft and open, when she slipped him inside.
“Oh fuck.” Kai steadied her, hands moving around to grab her behind, sliding her down and burying himself just a little bit deeper. “Oh my God, you feel so good.”
“Yes,” she breathed again, leaning forward on him, his hands sliding up and down her back as she gripped his shoulders and began to move. “Oh Kai, yes, yes...”
They moved together in perfect rhythm. Kai pulled her deeply into the saddle of his hips with each thrust, keeping himself snugged up inside her, rocking her hips back and forth. Her clit rubbed up against his pelvis this way. It was so sensitive from her first orgasm, and at first this was almost painful, but soon she began to ride him faster, aching for more.
Kai grabbed the full globes of her behind in his big hands as he began to fuck her from underneath, plunging upward with hard, driving thrusts. Jules cried out, burying her face against his neck, licking the sweat from his collarbone, hot and salty. They climbed higher and higher, their bodies growing slick, making it even easier for them to work together.
Then he rolled her over to her back in one swift movement, propping himself over her on his arms. They hardly lost any rhythm at all and she loved the way his dark eyes fixed on hers. There was a fierce hunger in his eyes, as if finally having her this way wasn’t enough—he wanted more. She lifted a hand to touch his cheek, rubbing the stubble with her thumb, then slipped a hand behind his head.
Kai responded, leaning in to kiss her, his tongue moving into her mouth, exploring with an intensity that sent shockwaves through her body. And still, he didn’t stop his relentless onslaught, his cock pounding into her over and over. Jules clung to him, arms going around his neck, legs wrapped around his waist.
She broke the kiss, breathless, nuzzling her face against his neck, keeping his weight on her. She wanted all of him, to be taken and crushed and wrecked by him. Kai let his arms collapse and wrapped them around her shoulders, rutting into her now, lost in sensation. She moaned and thrust back, feeling her clit pulsing in response. She wanted to come all over him like this, and he was going to make her.
“Kai,” she whispered, rolling her pelvis against his, aching for more friction. Just a little more...
“Touch yourself,” he panted, up on his arms again over her, spreading her thighs wide with his as he moved to kneel between her legs.
It was like he could read her every movement, grant her every unspoken wish.
He groaned, watching her hand slip down between them. She took a moment to feel him, to feel them moving together
, at the place where they were joined, one. Kai gritted his teeth when she did that, his eyes closing momentarily. His movements slowed just slightly, and she felt the hot throb of his cock in her fist.
“I want you to come with me.” His eyes opened, fixing on hers. “Touch yourself, Jules. I want to watch you.”
She bit her lip, but she was beyond self-consciousness now. Her fingers circled her clit, rubbing hard and fast. It wasn’t going to take her long, but from the look on his face, she thought he was close, too. His brow was knitted, mouth drawn, taut, his gaze focused between their legs where she was working so hard to make herself come for him.
“Kai,” she whispered, sliding her other hand behind his neck, damp with sweat—the musky scent of their sex filled the room—and her fingers slipped up through the soft wings of his hair. “Look at me.”
He did, his eyes so dark and full of emotion, it seared her heart. The slippery wet sound of their lovemaking filled the room, the incessant slap of their bodies like the sweetest music, and Jules still couldn’t get enough of him. She could have done this forever, on and on, until they both collapsed from utter exhaustion and dehydration.
But her body refused to cooperate with this plan. Her body was reaching its peak, and Kai was taking her there. He lowered his forehead to hers, so close everything became blurry. He panted, his breath fiery hot against her face, and she inhaled him, as if he could give her life this way. A life she’d never even known she’d been missing until he appeared.
“Oh! Kai!” she cried, hips rising, her fingers forking on either side of her throbbing clit, squeezing gently as if she could contain her climax. But she couldn’t. Her pussy began to clamp down around his shaft, her orgasm burning through her like a sudden fever.
“Yes, that’s it, come for me,” he breathed, lowering his lips to kiss her as she came. She gasped, pulling his breath into her lungs with a hot, searing shudder.
Kai let out a low moan into her mouth as he gave one last tremendous thrust, and she felt him going off inside her, erupting with the force of a volcano, scorching her insides with white-hot streams of his seed. Jules pressed up against him, so they were belly to belly, so she could feel him tremble like an earthquake in her arms. He called her name repeatedly, burying his face in her hair as he ground his pelvis against hers so hard it hurt, and she welcomed every bit of him.
Finally, they were still, their breathing slowly returning to normal. She clung to him when Kai went to roll off her, not wanting to give him up, not yet. He obliged, propping himself up on his elbow so he could look at her, his fingers brushing wet, curling strands of her hair away from her face. She stroked his hair, his shoulder, his back, a little afraid to speak and break the spell in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
She hadn’t been a virgin for a long time—and she’d been with guys since Stuart. Not a lot. Maybe a handful. But she’d never had a lover like Kai before. Never quite had an experience like this one. They’d only known each other a month, maybe two—and she knew it was crazy—but she felt as if she’d known him a lifetime. An eternity. As if she’d known him before she was born, like he was somehow part of her DNA, on a cellular level.
“What is that?” Kai cocked his head, those hazel eyes full of light. The way he looked at her made her want to melt.
“What is what?” She traced the line of a tattoo on his shoulder that disappeared somewhere down his back as he slowly rolled off her. She let him go this time.
“That song. You were humming a song.”
“I was?” She smiled, shrugging. She hadn’t even realized. “Something my mother taught me. I can’t remember the words. Just the tune. She used to sing it to me when I was a baby, I think.”
“It’s beautiful.” His lips brushed her cheek and he breathed in deeply. “You’re beautiful.”
“No.” She shook her head, stretching like a cat. His eyes lit up when she did that. “But I am hungry.”
“We can still get a burger at the Full Moon.”
She groaned at the thought. “That would mean I’d have to eat crow.”
“Oh?” Kai raised his eyebrows.
“Cass,” she reminded him. “I’m going to have to hear ‘I told you so’ forever.”
“Well, I can leave,” he said, the corner of his mouth twitching. “Then you can keep your pride—”
“No way.” Jules threw her arms around his neck, pressing kisses all over his cheek. “I’ll eat crow forever as long as I have you.”
“You have me,” he assured her, his arms going around her, tight. She couldn’t breathe for a minute, he held her so hard.
“Do I?”
He nodded slowly, his eyes serious. “More than you could ever know.”
“For weeks, I’ve been afraid to breathe,” she confessed. “I guess I was afraid I was going to scare you away.”
“I know the feeling.” He chuckled, shaking his head.
“But now...” She pulled in a breath and let it out slowly. “I feel newborn, somehow... like I just took a breath for the first time. Before you... there was nothing. I don’t know how else to explain it...”
“I know.” He nodded again and when she looked into his eyes, she saw he did know. Somehow, he did. “Jules, I’ll be honest with you. I haven’t had a lover in a very long time.”
“It didn’t show.” She grinned.
“I don’t mean I haven’t had sex.” He gave a low laugh. “I mean... I haven’t had... this.”
He pulled her hand from where it was resting on his shoulder and pressed his palm to hers. It still amazed her, how tiny she was compared to him. And she wasn’t a small girl. He twined their fingers together, palm to palm, and then leaned in to kiss her.
“What is this?” she whispered when they parted, almost afraid to ask the question. “Us... what are we doing?”
“I don’t know about you, but I’m...” He took a deep breath, swallowing before he answered “Falling. Hard. Really fucking hard.”
“I love you, Kai.”
The words bubbled up before she could think about them, before she could judge whether it was the right time, whether she should wait for him to say it first. None of those things mattered, not anymore. This was Kai, and with him, she didn’t have to play the same silly dating games she did with other men. This man was hers, was somehow meant just for her, although she couldn’t have articulated or explained it.
For a moment, he didn’t speak at all, and she was afraid. Then he leaned in to kiss her, soft and slow, putting everything he felt into it, and she took it all in. When they parted, she knew. He didn’t have to say it—and she would have been utterly satisfied if she never heard the words—but he did anyway, and her heart soared.
“Oh God, I love you so much, Jules.” His eyes closed for a minute as he drew her hand against his chest, close to his heart. She felt it beating, strong and steady. “It scares me how much.”
His confession cracked her open completely. She’d felt the same, for weeks. They’d spent so much time together—at first, out of necessity, as the planning came together for the tournament, and then, later, simply because it seemed so natural—it had grown harder and harder to deny how she felt about him.
Okay, at first, it had been a matter of pride. She didn’t want to admit Cass was right. Then, as her feelings had grown stronger for him, she’d started being a little afraid of their intensity. How could she feel so much, so fast, for a man she hardly knew?
But she did. And she couldn’t deny it anymore.
“Don’t be scared.” She rubbed her hand against his chest, over his heart. “I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”
A sharp look of pain flickered in his eyes and Jules knew he’d been hurt by some woman in the past. He talked about it briefly, early on, but hadn’t spoken of it again. She didn’t know what had happened, or why, but she wanted him to know she wasn’t going to do that to him. Jules would never hurt this man, not if she could help it.
“You know so much abo
ut me already,” she told him. “I don’t want any secrets between us, Kai. You know about Stuart, my parents, everything. I won’t keep anything from you. I love you too much to do that to you.”
“You know what? I’m hungry now, too.” Kai kissed her, briefly, rolling over to swing his legs off the bed. Jules was going to press it—call him on his changing-subjects tactic—but then she saw his back.
“Oh my God—you have wings!”
Kai stood, glancing back over his shoulder, and grinned. “Oh yeah. I forgot you hadn’t seen them.”
His back was covered with two perfectly symmetrical wings. The tattoos spanned his shoulders, the top of each curving up toward his neck, while the wings themselves spread across his back as if they were just beginning to open. They weren’t feathery, like a bird’s wings, or an angel’s. They were more like a bat or a demon—or a dragon.
Jules crawled across the bed and stood behind him, tracing the lines with her fingers. The tattoo was full color, a wonder to behold. Each scale had been outlined in black, and the green they’d been painted with was almost iridescent. It was so realistic, she could almost imagine him spreading those wings and flying away.
“Do you like it?” he asked.
“It’s beautiful.” She put her arms around his waist, pressing her cheek against the warm skin of his back. She felt completely at home like this and found herself humming again.
“Now that’s beautiful,” he murmured, his hands moving over hers, keeping her against him.
It was her phone that interrupted them, and Jules sighed, crawling back over the bed to dig it out of her jeans pocket while Kai went into the bathroom connected to her room.
“Hello?” She almost didn’t pick up—it was Cass. She wasn’t eager to start eating crow. Even if she thought Kai was more than worth it.
“Jules...” Cass’s voice was choked.
“Cass? What’s wrong?” She grabbed her shirt off the floor, pulling it on as Kai came out of the bathroom.
“Jules, I’m sorry... it’s Stuart.”
“What about Stuart?” Jules stopped, sinking slowly down onto the edge of the bed. “What’s happened?”
