by Marks, Teir
They all got in, and once Emery pulled onto the street, she knew that they were heading to the house. She wasn’t worried about the car, because Grae had said it couldn’t be traced to any of them, but she knew how thorough they were. So, she knew that one of them would take care of it.
Tonight, had been a task, but they had made it through, and that was all that mattered. Leaning back in her seat, Maleiha exhaled. All she wanted was a long, hot bath and to sleep the next two days, and she definitely would if given the chance.
9
Korrae sat on the bed as she watched Ashton move around. They had been back at the house for about half an hour, and they hadn’t said much to each other. Other than making sure the other was okay. She had told him she was. There was no reason for her not to be, considering she wasn’t the one that he been in any real danger.
She would have to admit that she was anxious the entire time and worried. More so for Maleiha than she had been for Nyela, though she had been slightly worried for the latter mentioned woman as well.
On the ride home, she had studied Ashton. He had gone into the building and taken on several of the men that had been in there to help get the two women out. From what she could see, he seemed alright. However, she was sure that he was hurt. Even if it was only slightly, he had been favoring his left side.
Getting up from the bed, she made her way behind him. Korrae wrapped her arms around his waist, and she heard him grunt slightly as she laid her head on his back. His hand came up to unwrap hers, and he turned to face her. He pulled her to him gently and leaned down and pecked her on the lips.
“You okay, Vixen?
“I told you. I’m fine.” She pulled away from him and grabbed the hem of his shirt. “But I know you aren’t. So, let me see.”
She had half expected him to object, but instead, he raised his arms above his head. Wincing slightly as he did so.
Korrae slowly began to take his shirt off. Standing onto her tiptoes to take it all the way off. She dropped it to the floor. Her eyes transfixing on the darkening bruise on his left side.
She reached out, her hand stalling momentarily before gently running her fingertips over the bruise. It was dark, an ugly shade of purple, and she was sure it would only get darker. He also had another one on the right, directly below his pectoral.
Leaning in, Korrae placed a gentle kiss to it.
“I’m going to go fill up the bathtub.” She told him.
She turned and headed into the en suite. Korrae started filling the tub, wondering if she should add some bubbles, but decided against it. She simply just turned the hot faucet on and decided to add some essential oils to the water.
As it continued to fill, she left the bathroom and headed back into the bedroom. She found Ashton looking through one of his dresser drawers.
“What are you looking for?”
“Not looking. Putting my watch away.”
She nodded at him. “Come on.”
Korrae turned and made her way back into the bathroom. When Ashton made it over to her, she began to remove the rest of his clothing slowly.
As she took him in, her eyes running over his body, she couldn’t help but bite her lip. He was a sight to behold. She had always known a man could be beautiful but honestly had not seen one until she’d laid eyes on Ashton. The fact that he was semi-erect was not helping matters as well.
“Get in.” She told him.
His hand came up to grip her chin as he leaned down. Lips barely touching hers. “Join me.”
Korrae simply nodded at him, causing their lips to brush more with the action.
She removed her face from his grasp and began to slowly undress as he got into the tub. Eyes on her the entire time.
Once she was completely undressed, she stepped inside. Sitting down in front of him, she leaned back slowly after turning the faucet off, not wanting to hurt him by putting too much weight on his side. His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her back firmly into his chest.
“I’m bruised, Vixen. Not fragile or dying.” He whispered in her ear.
His voice had taken on that tone that always seemed to get her dripping wet almost instantly. She shifted a bit in front of him as one of his hands began to slide down the plain of her stomach. His other hand coming up to cup one of her breasts.
Korrae allowed her head to fall back on his shoulder as he ran his thumb over her nipple. It had been several days since they’d last had sex. He’d been with his siblings, trying to factor in anything that could go wrong with Nyela’s plan. So, she wasn’t opposed to them having a little sexy time in the bathtub.
If she were honest with herself, she would say she needed it to destress. Tonight’s events, coupled with her being suspicious of every person that had walked into her boutique over the last several days, was taking a toll on her.
She wanted to skip right to the main course. Didn’t need any foreplay, and she damn sure wasn’t in the mood for Ashton’s slow build-up. All she wanted was to have a good orgasm and sleep like a baby before she had to go to her shop tomorrow.
Korrae decided to take matters into her own hands. She turned in his embrace, straddling him. Leaning in, she placed her lips to his and began to kiss him slowly. One of her hands going to wrap around his dick. She started to stroke him, but she knew she honestly didn’t need too. He was already hard.
Lifting up, never breaking their kiss, Korrae lined his dick up with her entrance before sitting down on it slowly, not stopping until he was buried to the hilt. Her lips came away from his as she threw her head back moaning.
“Fuck, baby.” Ashton groaned out. “You’re always so fucking tight.”
Korrae knew that women were just like men when it came to sex and receiving compliments, and what he’d just said stroked her ego. It also helped that it felt like the first time they had sex every time.
His hands gripped her waist. Lifting her before pulling her back down. Korrae brought her own hands to the tops of his shoulders.
He lifted her slowly, only to bring her down even slower several more times. She had been okay with it while she was readjusting to his size. While his dick was relearning the grooves, curves, and silkiness that was her pussy as she molded around him perfectly.
However, now, it was not enough. Now she needed more. She wanted something fast and wild and hard. She wanted to ride him like a wild horse that she was trying to tame. See which one of them broke first, though she knew that she would be the one too. He always made sure she got hers before he ever even attempted to get his.
Korrae wrapped her arms around his neck. Leaning into his body as she began to ride him, picking up speed gradually. She knew herself. Knew what it would take to make her cum and cum quickly. That was exactly what she wanted at the moment. It was apparent that Ashton had caught on to exactly what she wanted as well, and he didn’t seem to have a problem giving it to her.
“Is this what you want, Vixen?” He questioned huskily as his hands went down to grab her ass. “You want it just like this?” He added on as he thrust up to meet her.
“Fuck!” She exclaimed. The force of his movement catching her off guard, but it was perfect. “Yes, baby! Yes!”
He began to bounce her faster. Pulling her down hard to meet each of his upward thrusts. She was sure he was hitting her cervix, but she was beyond caring.
“I can feel that pussy tightening around me. You going to come already for me?”
Korrae nodded in response to his question, but it clearly wasn’t what he wanted. He squeezed her ass harder as he leaned in and bit her neck. The pain mixed with the pleasure she was feeling, blending perfectly.
“Use your words, Vixen.” He demanded.
“Yes, Papi!” Korrae told him as she felt her orgasm coil inside of her. “Fuck, yes! I’m coming!”
Korrae felt her vaginal muscles contract around him as her orgasm ripped through her. Her body shook before slumping onto him. She had definitely needed that.
She fe
lt his hands move up and began to rub up and down her back. Her body was still slightly shaking.
“You okay, baby?” Ashton questioned.
“I’m okay.” She spoke against his shoulder. Her vaginal muscles contacting again, and it was at that moment she remembered he hadn’t come. She slowly began to lift herself, but his hands on her waist stopped her.
“Don’t. I’m fine.”
“But…”
“I said I was fine.” He told her.
She vaguely considered arguing with him but decided against it. He lifted them out of the bathtub, and she could only assume he was taking them to the shower. She was proven right when she heard the door open, and the water turn on.
She could already feel herself drifting off to sleep when he stepped in, still holding her. The last thing she remembered was him sliding her to her feet and starting to wash her before she was sleeping.
Kylen leaned against the headboard of the bed. His doll was kneeling between his legs. No words were being exchanged between them. Normally, he would have been throwing out several comments that made her blush invisibly. However, that was not the case at the moment.
They were both completely naked. She had her small hand wrapped gingerly around his dick as she slowly stroked him. It was nice. He could admit that, but it wasn’t enough contact to really do anything. He knew that she was experimenting, testing what she was comfortable with. So, he refrained from any of his usual remarks.
As he watched her, he did his best to make sure his look wasn’t intimidating her. Kylen was well aware of the coldness his blue eyes held most times. And though he knew it didn’t seem to frighten her, there was the possibility that it could.
He fisted his hands tightly by his sides as he watched her slowly lean down. The tip of her tongue escaping her mouth as it lightly licked over the head of his dick.
Kylen was a bit surprised, to say the least. Of all the times they’d had sex, she had never even touched his dick. So, they were in two new territories tonight.
She slowly swirled her tongue around the head before taking it into her mouth. He had to bite his bottom lip, fist becoming even tighter, to stop himself from lacing his hand through her hair and pushing her down further.
This was new to her, and he didn’t want to frighten her. If he did, he knew that the possibility of her sucking his dick again would be slim.
She came off slowly, licking her bottom lip as if she was testing the taste. Discovering how it felt on her tongue.
Sutton looked up at him, her brown eyes clouded with lust. She was the picture of sensual and innocence. It was a hell of an arousing look, and Kylen felt his dick twitch. He knew she felt it as well when her eyes fluttered down before making contact with his again.
Kylen watched as she leaned down again, taking his dick into her mouth. This time, taking more than just the head in. Her eyes still locked onto his.
He licked his lower lip as he watched her. The warmth of her mouth engulfing part of his dick. One of his hands came up and laced into her hair. He couldn’t help himself.
Sutton began to bob her head up and down slowly, and it wasn’t long before Kylen was lifting his hips to meet her. It was taking everything in him, not to thrust up faster and force her head down further. He wanted too, but he was sure she was far from ready for that.
After several minutes, Kylen slowly removed her mouth from his dick. He sat up, pulling her to straddle him. He leaned in and began to kiss her. Dominating and leading the kiss as he always did.
He turned them. Placing her back on the bed, reaching down with one hand to test how wet she was.
Grabbing his shaft, Kylen ran it up and down her slit a few times before slowly pushing in. Sutton arched off the bed, her lips breaking the kiss as she gasped out. He bottomed out, stilling himself.
He knew he had to at least give her time to adjust. Kylen knew himself well, however. He knew he wouldn’t be able to stay still for long. He wanted nothing more than to fuck her until they both came and crash for the night. Though he hadn’t been the one in the action that night, it was tiring to watch.
Kylen would never admit it out loud, and he barely wanted to think it, but he had been the tiniest bit worried about Maleiha going into the lion’s den alone. He didn’t care what happened to Nyela. Though he had taunted her at one point while she was retrieving information, he had done it for her own good.
Watching her train with Ashton had taught him that the angrier she was, the more brutal her attacks were. It was strange to him because while they became more brutal, she didn’t lose logic. It was impressive.
Kylen pulled out slowly before snapping his hips and implanting himself balls deep again. Sutton’s hands came up to grip his biceps. He sat up, gripping her hips as he continued to fuck her.
Stamina had never been a problem for him. However, he wasn’t trying to make it a night long fuck-a-thon.
He rolled his hips as he continued to thrust in and out of her. His thrust became rougher, harder.
Kylen felt her nails digging into his arms, but he didn’t care. He liked pain. Giving and receiving.
He gripped Sutton’s hips, lifting her lower half as he fucked her harder. Her pussy began to contract around his dick, and he knew that she was close to cumming.
“That’s it, Doll. Cum for me.”
Kylen listened to her moan out as she came all over his dick. He didn’t stop, though. He continued to thrust into her. His grip tighter as the sound of flesh on flesh echoed through the bedroom.
“K-Kylen, please.” She pleaded.
“You can take it, Doll.” He leaned down, brushing his lips against her. “Take it and make Daddy cum.”
He smirked as he finished his statement, punctuating it with an even harder thrust.
She tightened around him, and Kylen knew if his dick had the ability to breathe, it would be suffocating right now. He felt his testicles tighten up and knew that he was about to cum.
Kylen gave her several more hard thrusts, pulling from her right as he began to cum, releasing on her stomach.
“Fuck, Doll.” He groaned out as he placed his face in her neck.
Kylen contemplated for a moment whether or not he wanted to get up. However, he knew that the cooling of his semen would bother them both. So, he got up and headed into the bathroom, getting a warm towel.
After he had cleaned them both up, he slid into bed beside her, pulling her into his arms, settling in for both of them to fall asleep.
Synn sat against the headboard as he watched Nyela ice her shoulder. She had a few cuts and bruises. Her shoulder being the worst of them. She was in a tank top and panties, seated with her feet tucked under her. As she iced her shoulder, she would roll it every so often, releasing a small groan.
The ice would help the slight swelling, but she needed heat for the pain along with some medication.
Getting up from the bed, Synn made his way into the bathroom. He opened one of the cabinets taking out pain medication and an Instant Heat Compress.
Making his way back into the bedroom, he retook his position on the bed against the headboard after placing the items on the bedside table.
“Come here.”
Nyela looked over her shoulder at him before making her way up the bed. Synn pulled her to sit between his legs as he took the ice pack from her. He replaced it with the heat compress after activating it. His free arm coming around, and his hand resting on her stomach.
“You did well.” He told her.
“Did I?” She questioned. “I caused us to have to deal with more than necessary because I wanted to take Brian with us. Because I deviated from the plan.”
“Nothing ever goes one hundred percent as planned.”
“Maleiha could have died because I put us behind on what we were sent there to do.”
Synn knew that she was as right. So, there was no point in trying to tell her differently. He also knew that if it had of happened, all hell would have broken loose and life
as they all knew it would have changed. His brother would have completely lost it.
Instead of saying anything, he slipped his hand into the waistband of her panties. It was clear to him that she would think about it for the rest of the night. Possibly beyond that. He also knew that she had more than likely been thinking about it since they’d left the building. He decided to simply take her mind off of it.
However, he thought against enticing her, because he knew that he wouldn’t tip her over the edge. He still wasn’t giving her any. Wasn’t making her cum.
He was well aware that she was taking care of herself since he’d heard her while she had been in the shower that morning. It seemed, however, that she wasn’t going to let him off that easily.
“Synn.” She stated, and it almost sounded like a whine to him. Her hand coming up to grip his wrist and attempt to push his hand further into her panties.
He smirked to himself. Admittedly, as the days went by, it was becoming harder for him to keep up his punishment — harder in both senses of the word.
“I already told you.”
She moved out of his embrace, turning to straddle him. “Fuck that. I want some dick.”
Synn leaned in and ran his tongue along her lower lip. “No.”
He watched as she glared at him, and he knew her well enough to know that she would try to bait him. However, there was nothing she would be able to say to change his mind.
“Fine.” She told him as she got off him and then the bed. “I’ll find someone else who will.”
Nothing she could have said…except that.
Synn was well aware that she didn’t mean it. She had to know what he would do to any man she even attempted that shit with. Though he was aware that it was a ploy to get him to react, his temper got the better of him.
He surged forward, grabbing her around the neck. As pissed as he was, he didn’t want to actually hurt her. Slamming her on the bed, he then reached up and, in one fluid motion, ripped her panties. Synn watched her bite her bottom lip as he brought his hand to her pussy. She was dripping wet. She liked this shit, and he didn’t mind giving it to her that way.
