Aren't you lucky?
Kardok and Lila's HEA was hard-earned, and I was really excited to write this scene: them on Eastshore Isle, enjoying some privacy--until they realized it wasn't private anymore...
“Not good enough, Mate,” he murmured, his voice a dark purr. “I told you I wanted you to scream.”
His hands found my breasts, squeezing, rolling my nipples between his fingers until I whimpered. Then he began to move—slow, leisurely thrusts that had me panting, my feet planted on either side of his knees as I rode him, my back against his chest.
His cock dragged against every sensitive spot inside me, his piercing hitting just right, and I could feel another orgasm building, my body winding tight.
“You like that, Princess?” he growled, his hips rolling up to meet mine. “You like being my wicked little fucktoy?”
“Yes--God, yes—”
His hands slid down, one cupping my pussy, his fingers finding my clit. The other gripped my hip, guiding me as he thrust up into me, harder now, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Beg for it,” he commanded. “Tell me how bad you want to come on my cock.”
I knew how hot it made him when I spoke dirty to him, and it certainly spiked my arousal when he told me to do it…
“I—I need it,” I gasped, my body trembling. “Please, Kardok, please—”
“Please what?” His voice was a snarl, his fingers circling my clit, his cock pounding into me. “Use your words, Mate. Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to fuck me harder,” I cried, my face burning with embarrassment even as my body burned with need. “I want you to lose control. I want to come on your big, thick cock—”
“Good girl,” he groaned, his hips snapping up. “Now scream for me.”
I was right there, my body coiling, my breath coming in desperate pants--
And then I heard it.
The unmistakable sound of the front door opening.
Brakkor’s voice, loud and coarse. Jocelyn’s laughter.
Kardok’s hand clamped over my mouth in an instant, his other hand still working my clit as his cock drove up into me. “Shh, Princess,” he murmured, his voice rough with amusement. “Can’t let them hear you.”
The realization that we were about to be caught sent a filthy thrill through me. My body clenched, my orgasm crashing over me with a force that had me screaming against his palm.
His hands found my breasts, squeezing, rolling my nipples between his fingers until I whimpered. Then he began to move—slow, leisurely thrusts that had me panting, my feet planted on either side of his knees as I rode him, my back against his chest.
His cock dragged against every sensitive spot inside me, his piercing hitting just right, and I could feel another orgasm building, my body winding tight.
“You like that, Princess?” he growled, his hips rolling up to meet mine. “You like being my wicked little fucktoy?”
“Yes--God, yes—”
His hands slid down, one cupping my pussy, his fingers finding my clit. The other gripped my hip, guiding me as he thrust up into me, harder now, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Beg for it,” he commanded. “Tell me how bad you want to come on my cock.”
I knew how hot it made him when I spoke dirty to him, and it certainly spiked my arousal when he told me to do it…
“I—I need it,” I gasped, my body trembling. “Please, Kardok, please—”
“Please what?” His voice was a snarl, his fingers circling my clit, his cock pounding into me. “Use your words, Mate. Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to fuck me harder,” I cried, my face burning with embarrassment even as my body burned with need. “I want you to lose control. I want to come on your big, thick cock—”
“Good girl,” he groaned, his hips snapping up. “Now scream for me.”
I was right there, my body coiling, my breath coming in desperate pants--
And then I heard it.
The unmistakable sound of the front door opening.
Brakkor’s voice, loud and coarse. Jocelyn’s laughter.
Kardok’s hand clamped over my mouth in an instant, his other hand still working my clit as his cock drove up into me. “Shh, Princess,” he murmured, his voice rough with amusement. “Can’t let them hear you.”
The realization that we were about to be caught sent a filthy thrill through me. My body clenched, my orgasm crashing over me with a force that had me screaming against his palm.
