Chapter 47: Rapture

Koth felt Irin move against him. Her wetness rubbed off on him, and he enjoyed the proof of her desire. His tongue and teeth played with her nipple. One hand traced her arse and found its way between her legs.

"Koth." His name came like a breath from Irin's mouth. He looked up at her. Her head was tilted back, and the part of her face he could see showed pleasure. His hand moved further in and found her clit. He traced circles around it, and she moved in sync with him. The taste of her skin, the scent of her need, and the sounds she was making were driving his own need. Part of him was still worried. Irin was small, even for a human. Koth was not small in any way, and his need for her was primal. It was as natural as breathing. He felt her tug on his hair. At first, he ignored it, too happy with having his mouth occupied by her breast, but she didn't give in, and he had to let go of his prize and look up at her. She smiled at him, and then she kissed him. There was raw hunger from both of them. Koth let one of his fingers sink into her. She moaned into their kiss, and her movements became faster and more urgent. He wrapped his free arm around her, pressed her to him to make sure he was setting the pace. She ended the kiss, the grip she had on his hair remained, and she made him look at her.

"Faster," she demanded.

"Bossy," he told her and tasted the pulse where her neck met her shoulder.

"You said I was in charge! I need it faster, more," she said. He had promised to let her take the lead. His nature was to be the one in control, but he found it fucking hot when she battled him for it. He gave in to her and picked up the rhythm of his finger. She tried to bounce to meet his movements. Koth couldn't help but taste her other breast, sucking and biting the nipple. It had him just as addicted as the first one. Irin pressed him to her. He could tell she was close, and his pride flared as she shouted his name as he felt her hitting her peak. When she relaxed into his hold, he pulled his finger from her and licked it clean. Her taste filled him, and he knew he needed more, but first, he needed to check in on Irin. She was leaning against him. Her hands had let go of his hair, but her arms were still wrapped around his neck. He guided her to sit in his lap and cupped her face with one hand. She looked up at him with a brilliant smile. He kissed her.

"How are you feeling, little one?" he asked. She giggled.

"Amazing. But you still have too many clothes on," she told him. He chuckled.

"Sure you wouldn't rather just go to sleep? We can pick this up again when you have rested," he offered. He was only half joking. She huffed and gave him her stubborn look. She was freaking adorable as well as hot and sexy.

"I don't think so. I have things I want to do," she insisted. I bet you do, he thought and felt curious what she had planned. She shuffled back, and he steadied her as she stood up. "Get up and strip," she ordered. He didn't see why he would refuse and did as she asked. He only had his trousers left on, so it was quick work to get naked. Irin watched him, and when he stood naked in front of her, he could see her take him in. Her eyes found his cock, it was hard as steel, and he saw her eyes grow bigger. His male ego liked the look on her face, and he stroked himself to show off.

"On the bed," she said. Koth didn't hesitate and got into the bed. He was on his back in the middle of it and watched as Irin climbed onto it with him. He reached for her and made sure she was stable as she got on top of him and kissed him. As she kissed him, he could feel her hand caressing down his chest, going further down. When she closed her hand around his cock, he growled. She pumped him, and his hips moved to meet her movements. They broke off the kiss, and she looked into his eyes as she aligned him with her and she sank down. Koth gripped the sheet on the bed to stop himself grabbing her hips. He was afraid he would leave bruises or use his strength to push her down. Her slow descent was equal parts bliss and torture.

"So big," Irin whispered to no one as she worked her hips in a circular motion as she lowered herself down on his cock. He watched her as she had her hands on his stomach for balance, her head leaning back and her eyes half closed. It was the most beautiful and erotic image he had seen. As she fully took him in and sat down on him, she made a sound that was full of need. She opened her eyes and looked at him with a smile. She moved, and Koth understood why she had ordered him to move faster moments earlier. Her lazy, seductive pace was driving him insane. Irin reached for his fists that were still gripping the sheet.

"Touch me," she asked, and placed his hands on her breasts. Her soft skin felt like silk under his rough hands. Everything he did, every part of her he caressed or tweaked, made her move faster. Koth was hypnotised by the way her breasts bounced as she moved.

"Slow down, Irin," he demanded.

"No," she refused.

"Slow down, I'm on the edge," he told her.

"So am I," she admitted, and instead of slowing down, she adjusted herself and found a new angle. It let her put more force into her movements, and Koth grabbed hold of her hips. His intention was to slow her down, but found himself helping her. Together they chased the climax. She put her hands on his chest, he felt the slight pain of her nails dragging across his skin, and it was the final sensation that pushed him over the edge. He roared as he came and pushed Irin down to let himself get buried inside her. He could feel and hear as she came as well. Her nails clawing his chest.

When his brain started to work again, Koth made sure to help Irin to lie down on his chest. She was still enjoying her afterglow, and she snuggled into him, reminding him of a content little cat, snuggling into a blanket. He smiled and kissed her head as his hands caressed her back and arms. He could feel as she slowly came back to him. She looked up with a happy and sleepy smile.

"Thank you," she said and rose up on her arms to kiss him. As she was getting back down again, she noticed the two groups of scratches on his chest. "I hurt you?" she asked. Koth chuckled.

"That was nothing," he assured her.

"I will heal you." He was about to tell her she didn't need to when she put her hand over the wounds, and he felt the now familiar magic as she healed him. He took her hand and placed a kiss on it.

"Thank you, little one, but next time leave them. I will wear them with pride," he said.

"So there will be a next time?" she asked.

"Nothing on earth or in heaven will stop me," he promised. She looked pleased. They got comfortable, and Koth found that he was exhausted. It felt amazing to sleep in a bed again. Add to that he had Irin in his arms and could hear her breathing slowly evening out and a mind-blowing orgasm. It wasn't strange that he was drifting off as soon as he knew Irin was asleep.