Kane(18)

"Christ," I breathed as my pelvis finally touched Kane's.

Kane's hands gripped my thighs. "Don't stop," he begged, his voice pained.

"Give me a second," I pleaded. "It's-you're big, okay. Just... let me adjust."

Kane almost whimpered, "I'm big? You're tight as fuck. That inch-by-inch  thing you just did is a no-go. Jesus, I'll fuck you into next week if  you continue to torture me like that."

He spoke like I did it on purpose.

I swallowed. "Okay," I exhaled and placed my hands on his chest. "Are you ready?"

Kane slapped my arse cheeks. "Ride me, babydoll."

And ride him I did.

I used his chest for leverage to lift myself up and sink back down on  him. I closed my eyes and focused on feeling Kane's chest under me  rather than the size of his cock. It was so big it almost hurt.

Stop being a pussy.

I growled at my thoughts and picked up my pace until my skin slapped  against Kane with each bounce. There. That felt better. I could still  feel the stretch of Kane's cock, but it no longer felt uncomfortable;  the lubricant my body produced made sure of that.

"Just like that, babydoll."

I blinked my eyes open when Kane's voice broke through my thoughts. I  gazed down at him and was momentarily shocked at how perfect he looked.  The moonlight highlighted his face and chest. It was like he almost  glowed.

"You look like an angel," I murmured.

Kane began to buck his hips up as I continued to slam my body down on him. "That'd be you, darling."

I cried out and sheer pleasure shot up through me.

"Right there!" I shouted and bore down on Kane as I pushed myself to the  peak of my pace. My insides clenched, and my core erupted in fire as  tingles spread out all over me while I chased my orgasm down.

I stopped breathing when the first pulse hit me. I screamed when the  warm wave of ecstasy slammed into me with enough force to push air back  into my body. I felt lightheaded and dizzy, but that was more so because  of Kane sitting up, wrapping his arms around me and rolling me under  him.

He forcibly slammed the remainder of my orgasm out of me, and I loved  every fucking second of it. I lifted my arms and wrapped them around his  body. I could feel the lumps and bumps of the many scars that were  scattered across his back.

I was a little shocked at how many I felt, and for a second I wished  never to see the damage because feeling it was enough to put a lump in  my throat.

"Kane," I moaned.

He brought his face down to mine. "I want to watch you come over and  over again. You're perfect when you're coming around my cock. Fucking.  Perfect."

Oh.

"Please, just don't stop," I pleaded.

My orgasm came and went, but feeling Kane inside me was something I liked, a lot. I didn't want it to ever end.

Kane pulled out of my body then slammed back into me. He repeated the  action over and over. I cried out and arched my back in delight. My neck  was exposed so Kane buried his face in it and kissed my sensitive  flesh.

He found my sweet spot rather quickly, and when I gasped, he bore down  and sucked like his life depended on it. I dug my nails into his back  and for a moment, he stopped moving altogether, his entire body tensed  up.

I was panting as he pulled his head back to look down at me. "What's wrong?"

He pulled out of me and thrust right back inside which sent a shock up my spine.

"Nothing... ju-just be careful with my back. You aren't hurting me, it  just reminds me of something I don't like when you dig your nails into  me."

I blinked. "I'm so sorry."

It was a bad habit, Skull loved when I dug my nails into his back.

Don't think about Skull right now!

Kane re-captured my attention as he applied a fair amount of his weight down on me. "Don't be sorry, babydoll."

He kissed me lazily and slowed his pace down. He fucked me slowly, but thoroughly. It was delicious torture.

"Kane," I groaned when my insides began to tingle again.

He growled and put his mouth next to my ear. "You're close again. I can feel your pussy tightening around me."

The dual sensations of him fucking me, and his breath on my skin as he  growled into my ear caused shivers to break out over my entire body.

"Keep talkin'!" I gasped and bucked my hips when I could feel my second orgasm within reach.

"You like it when I talk to you?" Kane murmured. "Do you like it when I fuck your pretty pussy and make it mine?"

God, yes.

"Kannneeeeee," I hissed.

The pleasure was becoming painful.

"Tell me what you want," he snarled and sucked my earlobe into his mouth.

Fuck!

"Fast. Hard. You. Please!"

Kane didn't ask me to beg or repeat what I wanted him to do to me. He  instantly obliged me and kept his promise-he fucked me so hard I saw  stars.

My eyes rolled back when my orgasm, and Kane, slammed into me. I lifted  my hands and tangled them in his hair as my body was swept away in a  tide of pleasure. My senses were heightened when I felt the sting of a  bite on my neck at the same time Kane's body tensed then twitched. His  hips jerked into me at a slower pace.

A few moments of stillness and laboured breathing passed by before I  realised I couldn't exactly breathe correctly. I wheezed and shoved at  Kane who only laughed and rolled his body off mine.

"Sorry," he panted.

"S'okay."

I looked up at the ceiling of Kane's bedroom and bathed in the relaxation my body was experiencing.

"Give me a few minutes."

I turned my head and looked at Kane. "Huh? For what?"

Kane looked at me and said, "For round two."

Excuse me?

"Round two?" I asked, wide-eyed. "I'm knackered."

Kane smirked. "You don't know the meaning of that word yet, but you will when I'm finished with you."

I gasped then laughed when he dived back on top of me.

"You're supposed to be ill, you can't have too much sex... you might die."

Kane vibrated with laughter, "I don't feel sick when I'm with you. Maybe you're the drug I need to get better."

I glared up at him, but my insides fluttered at his sugar-coated words.

"I'm not a drug."

Kane wiggled himself back between my legs and fisted his, once again, rock hard cock, rubbing it against me.

"I don't know about that, babydoll," Kane murmured then slowly slid back inside my body.

I groaned out loud and reached for him. He leaned down, but instead of  kissing me he brought his lips to my ear and whispered, "Feeling you  wrapped around me, having you so close to me, breathing in your  intoxicating scent, wanting to taste you for as long as I live... I'd  definitely say you're my addiction. You're my drug."

Oh.

"Kane."

"Aideen," he whispered and nipped at my earlobe, "you're mine."





I opened my eyes. Well, I tried to. I found my eyes wouldn't fully open  and it was because of my fake eyelashes. I groaned and lifted my hand to  my face, peeled them from my eyelids and blinked my eyes open. I  dropped my hand down to my abdomen to rub my sore stomach, and when my  fingers pressed against my skin I furrowed my eyebrows.

I lifted the blanket that covered me and looked down to my stomach. My  bare stomach. I widened my eyes when I quickly realised the rest of me  was bare too. I had no clothes on, and I wasn't in my own bed.

Oh, fuck.

I slowly turned my head to the right and almost screamed when the  sleeping form of Kane Slater came into my line of sight. I turned my  head and looked up at the ceiling. I closed my eyes as images of last  night flooded my mind.         

     



 

I had sex with Kane Slater.

Three times.

Fuck, fuck, FUCK!

I had to leave. I had to get out of there before he woke up.

I carefully, very carefully, slid from under the covers and stepped onto  the cool wooden floor. I felt the morning air surround me, and the  tenderness between my legs as I moved around.

Kane clearly gave me a right seeing to.

I shook my head clear of last night's sexual adventures and scanned the  room for my clothes. I spotted my bra hanging on a knob of Kane's chest  of drawers. I tiptoed over to it, yanked it off the knob, and quickly  put it on. I scanned the room again and saw that my knickers were on the  radiator across the room, which baffled me. I had no clue how they got  all the way over there.

I crept over and grabbed them from the radiator. I shimmied them on  whilst staring at Kane like he was going to wake up at any moment.  Luckily he didn't, which was really in my favour, as I had to sneak  around the room looking for my dress and clutch.

I found my clutch on the floor next to the side of the bed I rolled out  of, and I found my dress there too. I pulled it over my head, adjusted  it to my body, and relaxed. My shoes were over at the window where he  threw them last night so when I was near them, I slipped them on and  stood upright.

I did it.

I smiled to myself and turned in the direction of the door. I barely moved before I heard him behind me.

"What are you doing?"

Oh, hell.

I froze and momentarily thought about just running out of the room. I  thought better of it and slowly turned around because I knew he would  chase and catch me if I did run for it. I swallowed when my gaze fell on  Kane as he looked at me with his head propped up on his pillows.