Tamar

The room is dimly lit with a single candle, but there’s a full size bed, and that along with Kage is all I need. The moment he shuts the door and throws the lock behind us, he pulls me into his arms, his mouth hard on mine in a kiss that leaves me breathless, my body coming alive in anticipation. It’s as if each moment we’re together only serves to feed my need for him instead of quenching it, leaving me all the more wanton than before.

And him claiming me in front of everyone as his Old Lady and making it clear that I’m his with a jealous and protective growl? That’s only made me fall for him even harder, meaning I’m well and truly fucked when it comes to Kage. I’ve never been in love before, but it feels a whole lot like that’s the road I’m racing down. I know it’s insane given the amount of time I’ve known him, but the world we now live in means grabbing the opportunity when it shows up, because tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.

And Kage? He’s a risk I’m happy to take, especially when he’s kissing me like he’s claiming my very soul.

Grabbing my hips, his fingers dig into my flesh, the flicker of pain feeding my passion, as he backs me up toward the bed, his kiss deepening. My tongue clashes with his as my pussy tightens around its emptiness, desperate to have his cock fill me. We break from our kiss just long enough to strip out of our clothes, his leather cut the only thing making it onto a nearby chair.

His body is warm as I press against him, reaching down between us to stroke his hard length, squeezing my fist as I stroke him base to tip. Running my thumb over the slit of his head, I wipe at the drop of pre-cum, loving how he groans and thrusts his cock through my fist, making me smile. “Impatient man.”

“Damn fucking right.” Grabbing my hand, he spins me to face the bed and I eagerly drop to all fours on the mattress, my ass and pussy his to take. Teasing me, he rubs his cock through my lips, then from my ass to my clit and back again, until I can’t help but push back against him, needing him to fill me and claim me as his own. He laughs, slapping my ass. “Who’s impatient now?”

Thrusting into my wet pussy, he buries himself to the hilt with a single thrust, making me gasp at the overwhelming feeling of my body stretched tight around his long, thick cock. And I may be a little sore from last night, given that my body isn’t exactly used to this, but that suits me just fine, since that flicker of pain only heightens my pleasure and serves as a reminder of all we’ve done so far. “That feels so fucking good, Kage.”

“I know, kitten…” He pounds the next thrust into me, my fists grabbing at the covers on the bed as I brace myself. “So fucking good…”

With him kneeling behind me, he grips my hips with one hand and wraps my ponytail around his fist, and starts to fuck me with long, hard strokes, as if each thrust is a punctuation, trying to claim a piece of my soul. And I fucking love it. I love the feeling of being at his mercy, pushed to the edge, my body overwhelmed as he takes his pleasure even as he gives me mine, our bodies tangled as one, claiming me as his.

Pressing my back to his chest, I take some of his weight as his arm wraps around my body to pinch and tease my nipple. He gives it a tug, rolling it between his thumb and finger, his pace quickening as he fucks me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I’m on the verge of coming, and I swear, if he simply touches my clit, it’ll be enough to have me crying out his name. But he doesn’t. Instead, he closes his hand around my throat and gently squeezes, heightening everything he’s doing to me, and ratcheting up the energy of my impending orgasm.

Yet instead of pushing me over the edge, he pulls out of me, ignoring my curses. “Patience, kitten. It’ll be all the more intense when you do finally come.”

I want to protest and tell him that I’m perfectly fine with coming now, but he lays down on the bed, taking my hand and guiding me to straddle him, sinking down onto his hard cock.

Fucking hell, that feels so good.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Tamar... riding my cock… looking like a goddess… And you’re all mine.” His voice is ragged and husky with need, and the way he looks at me, like he could devour me body and soul, is pushing me once more to that delicious edge.

With my hands on his chest, I rock my hips along his length, my clit rubbing against the base of his cock, the friction and pressure stoking the growing energy inside me. And when he sits up, wrapping his strong arm around my waist and sucking my nipple into his hot mouth and biting it, I can take little more. “I’m going to come, Kage. Fuck.”

I cry out as my orgasm crashes over me, my pussy tightening around his cock as I ride out the waves of pleasure as he continues to suckle me, pulling every last ounce of pleasure from my quivering body. With a smile on his lips, he kisses me, his stubble rough against my skin as I drape my arms around his neck. “Your turn, Sherlock.”

“Damn right. And this time, I’m coming inside you.” His words spike my heart rate, and since I know he won’t try to get me pregnant after I asked him not to, it can only mean one thing. Yet I’ve never been down that road before, and frankly, I’m not quite sure what to expect. “Get back on your hands and knees, kitten.”

“I’ve never done this before, Kage.” Not that I’m not willing since I’m starting to think I’d do anything for this man. Yet more proof of how hard I’ve fallen for him. I do as he asks, pulling myself off of his hard, slick cock, and get on all fours, trying to slow my racing heart.

“I’ll take good care of you, kitten. We’re going to take this slow, okay?” He runs his hand down my back and pushes my shoulders to the mattress which raises my ass up in the air, giving him easy access, slipping his finger into my wet pussy, before pressing it against the tight pucker of my ass. The intrusion feels so odd, and yet as he slowly works it in and out of my ass, pushing it deeper with each pass, I can’t keep from moaning and pushing back against him. “That’s it, love… just relax.”

My skin pebbles at the odd sensation, especially when he adds another finger, stretching me out further with each thrust, even as my pussy clenches around its emptiness, yearning to be filled. But then he’s pulling his fingers free, and a moment later, replacing them with his slick cock. I feel the thick head press against my ass until it’s pushed past the tight ring, a pinch of pain making me tense, even as I force my body to relax, knowing it’ll be easier that way.

He slowly works his way deeper, burying more of his length with each shallow thrust, until he’s seated fully inside me, my ass stretched tight around his cock. The intensity of it steals my breath, and though the feeling is overwhelming, I crave it, wanting to give myself over to him in every way I can.

“Kitten, tell me you’re okay.” His voice is thick with need, but the concern there slays me, stealing my heart.

“It’s intense, but I don’t want you to stop. And don’t you dare hold back, Kage. I want to feel you down to the marrow of my bones.” I refuse to deny him anything, and the truth is the intensity of it, and even the flicker of pain, only adds to my own pleasure.

“Fuck, Tamar. You’re doing my head in.” As if unable to hold back any longer, he starts to fuck me, his thrusts slow and contained, allowing my body to adjust to the intrusion, though before long his pace is quickening.

I fist the blanket, as my hips push back to meet each thrust, taking him deeper, my pussy so wet, I can feel the wetness on my thighs. And when he leans forward, wrapping his arm around me and slipping his hand between my legs to tease my clit, I know neither of us is going to last much longer.

With his deft fingers slipping over my clit and into my pussy, I can no longer hold back my needy cries. “You’re so fucking wet. Come for me, kitten.”

His words are all it takes to unleash my orgasm, his name falling from my lips as he comes with a grunt, his cock pulsing deep inside me, and filling me with his cum. My heart pounds inside my chest, my breaths coming quick and shallow as I come down from the high I get each time Kage claims me as his own.

He eventually pulls free of my body and helps clean me up, before gathering me into his arms and tossing the covers over us. But I’m left wondering if I’m going to get my heart broken. I’ve never felt this way, and the intensity of it all is only fueling my emotions.

I’m falling in love with him.

Yet as he holds me protectively to his warm body and kisses the top of my head, I push my fears aside. Nothing is guaranteed in this world beyond the moment we’re living in. And at the moment? Life is pretty damn good.