Page 104 of Betrothed in Fury
“Oh, hell, Log.”
I feel like I nearly blacked out because soon my pants are at my ankles, my cock in hand.
He glances at it. “Clearly, I’m not the only one who needs release.”
“Damn right,” I say before offering some spit.
He gulps.
“I thought you liked it when it hurt a little,” I add, which must poke at something within him because he locks eyes with me, his gaze as intense as ever.
“It’s just harder than I’ve seen it, but I can handle it.”
“Damn right you can.” I lick my fingers and rub them against his crack, massaging my way inside. “I want it to hurt, but only in the way you like it. Only in the way that’ll have you begging me to feed you more of my cock.”
My words make his muscles loosen up, welcoming my fingers as I reach deep, caressing that spot. His body vibrates for me, and it’s an intoxicating bliss, the best sort of high.
“Fuck me, Kill,” he pleads, and it feels too soon, but between how horny I am and how desperate he sounds, I can’t exercise restraint.
I’m all lust and determination.
“It’s time to take what’s mine. Claim it fully, Mr. Logan Lorde.”
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LOGAN
This time, hearinghim call me by his family name has my cock throbbing.
“Logan Lorde,” I mutter. “Actually has a ring to it.”
“Does, doesn’t it?”
Fuck, now I’m really regretting not jerking off at some point because I’m fully aware of how full my balls are, demanding release that Killian is taking his damn time getting me to.
Fortunately, he doesn’t leave me waiting. He slides his fingers out, barely giving my ass time to recover before the pressure of his girth pushes in. I grip the gazebo rail with one hand and a column with the other, bracing myself for the intrusion.
“You’re so hard,” I grit through my teeth, and he chuckles. Such a sadist. He’s enjoying every second of it, and I am too.
He’s still not moving fast enough for me, so I push my ass back, cringing as my body resists—damn it for not appreciating how badly I need this!
“God, fuck!” I shout, and Kill rests his hand on my hip, stroking gently, relaxing my body once again.
“Hey, hey, don’t worry. Once I get in there, I’ll fuck you good.”
“I’ve just been so focused the past few days, I hadn’t realized how much stress I was carrying. And I need you, Killian. I need you like I haven’t needed you before.”
The words come out so easily now, and I’m not scared to tell him the way I would have been earlier on in…I don’t even knowif it’s fair to call it a relationship. Whatever the hell we were doing.
“Don’t worry, I’m here. I’m right here,” Killian assures me, and I relax, struggling to be patient as his cock creeps farther into me, until it finally hits that spot, sending ripples racing through me.
My eyes roll back as I embrace the sensation of him steadily filling me out. “Fuck, Kill.”
“That’s it. There it is,” he says as my body allows what I’ve wanted this whole time, and I feel his pelvis greet my ass, with him fully swollen within me. He hooks an arm around me, resting his hand on my abs, his lips meeting my nape. He tugs me close to his body as I adjust to his girth.
“I’m being so selfish,” I admit. “Are you okay? How are you feeling?”
“Much better now.”
