Page 184 of Knight’s Retribution

His legs were spread and chained down and she took advantage, cupping his balls and massaging. He’d always loved that, so she gave that to him as well. His growls and snarls, his moans filled the room, and when he started begging her to fuck him, she was so turned on she was forced to straddle one of those thick thighs and grind against it while she sucked him.

“Can feel how hot and wet you are,” he gritted out. “You need my cock, Ky. Let me give it to you.”

She released the head of his cock with a pop, and grinned up at him, not slowing her grind. “Oh, I need it. But I also remember how quick your recovery time is,” she said as she continued to stroke him. “I want you to lose control for me, Rocco, and I want you to do it while you’re in my mouth.”

“Yeah?” he growled.

“Yes,” she rasped and rolled her hips.

His chest was pumping and his eyes flashed. “Then suck me, pumpkin. Suck me hard.”

Oh god.

She drew him deep once more, upping her efforts, and again Rocco didn’t take his eyes off her.

“Fuck,” he bit out. “Oh fuck. Gonna come.”

Kyler didn’t look away, grinding on him as he barked out a vicious curse and came, jerking and writhing—growling out her name, and Kyler came with him, grinding down on his monster thigh, moaning around his cock, while desperately swallowing down everything he had.

Finally, when he fell back, she released him.

Rocco lay there, panting, body glistening with sweat, watching her with those hungry eyes as she dragged the back of her hand across her mouth and slid up his body. He was still hard.

She leaned over him, the fall of her hair surrounding them both, and pressed her lips to his. He lifted his head, chasing her mouth, trying to kiss her harder, deeper. Kyler pressed her hands to his shoulders and pushed him down against the mattress. Usually, he wouldn’t budge, he’d chuckle and tease her, but he fell back, she guessed, letting her have her way for once. She took his mouth again, licking at his lips, sucking his tongue.

She kissed his jaw as she sat back and ground down on his hard cock trapped between his stomach and the building ache between her legs.

“Take me inside, pumpkin,” he rasped. “Please, baby, I can’t wait anymore. I’ve been without you too fucking long.”

She kissed those gorgeous lips again and looked into his eyes as she reached between them and took him in hand, positioning him, desperate for him as well. “I love you,” she said against his lips and sat back, whimpering against his mouth when the head of his cock filled her, stretched her.

Rocco snarled. “Fuck, I love you, too.”

Holding his gaze, she pushed down, taking a little more.

“That’s it, Ky. Nice and slow. You’ve been without me a while, you’re gonna need to work me inside.” He hissed out a breath. “Just like that…Jesus, you feel so good, baby. So good.”

She pressed her forehead to his and rocked against him, taking an inch at a time, going slow, just like he said, then finally…she took the last inch. “Yes,” she said against his lips. “God, you make me so full.”

Her lips brushed his, and she moved, slow and careful, getting used to his size again, how deep he went, how thick he was. Their mouths stayed connected the whole time, gentle brushes of lips, soft licks, hungry sucks.

“Is this okay?” she whispered.

“Okay?” he choked out. “This is…you are…heaven, Ky. When I’m with you, it’s a divine fucking experience. Any way you want it is perfect, is so incredibly fucking good, I can barely think straight. Move how you want, baby, go as fast or slow as you need, whatever feels good, and I can guarantee I’m loving every goddamn second.”

At his growled-out words, so sweet and loving and sexy, her inner muscles fluttered around him, and he gasped. Yeah, she loved that, the sounds he made when she pressed her hips down against his and took him deeper, when she lifted up, so he slid nearly all the way out, sending a delicious shudder through her when she came back down so he filled her completely all over again.

“Yeah, god…” His wide chest expanded. “Perfect, Kyler.”

His ragged words turned her on more, and she moved faster, gripping his shoulders tighter. The chains around his ankles clattered, and she could feel him dig his heels into the mattress. He lifted his hips, filling her at the same time, and she quivered all over.

“Yes…keep doing that,” she said breathlessly, desperate for more of him.

He slammed up again and again. “That’s it, take what you need, Ky.”

She didn’t hold back, she couldn’t. She needed more, harder, faster.

“God…yeah, like that, pumpkin.”