Chapter 42

Kyril’s POV.

Her body smelled like lavender, tasted better as I bit on it. She moaned to my touch, grabbing a handful of my hair. I smiled as I pulled her hand away, pulling her gown over her body.

I stood, admiring her body before I went down on her, biting the edge of her underwear. I pulled it away, watching as she shivered in the cold and her lust. My dick ached to be free of the cage it was in, pressing hard against my trouser.

“Not yet time,” I said to myself as I climbed over her body, licking every spot along the line of her stomach until I came between her breasts.

“Fuck me,” she said, moaning as she grabbed my head to stare me in the eyes.

“It isn’t time,” I said as I pulled away, rolling my tongue around her nipples. She grabbed the sheets, arching her body from pleasure.

I closed my eyes, letting my mouth enjoy the taste of her breast as I bit on it. She grabbed my head once more, pushing me against her breast.

I pulled away, gasping for air while I stared at her. Her raspy breath reached my ear as she brought her hands forward, caressing my chest.

“Why aren’t you inside me already?”

I smiled as I sucked on my finger, rubbing against her other breast. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head while she gripped my arms. “Seems my father never let you understand you were a woman and needed to understand your body more.”

She gasped for air as I let go, lapping my tongue against her nipple. Her moans filled my ears as I flicked my tongue against her hardened nipples. I had taken both breasts in my hand, staring at it like a child would do when it suckled on its mother.

I stopped, letting her catch her breath, watching me as I crawled between her thighs.

“What are you doing?” She asked, pushing herself upwards to stare at me.

I held my finger to my lips, hearing her moan as I kissed her navel, kissing it slowly before I reached for her pussy. It felt warm as I rubbed my nose against her clit.

“What are you doing?” She asked again just as she shivered with my tongue lapping against her pussy.

“Don’t tell me my father has never done something like this to you?” I asked, staring at the confused lady in front of me who did not know what she was about to experience.

She shook her head. Her breath was raspy as I placed my tongue on her pussy, sticking my fingers inside. She moaned loud with each thrust of my finger while my tongue played tricks over her pussy until I felt her drooling.

I pulled my head away, watching her try to catch her breath while she gripped the sheet. My dick felt relief as I dropped my trousers, watching it bounce to life.

“You wanted this?”

She nodded her head, drawing me in for a kiss. I let our lips lock in once more time, rubbing the head of my dick against her pussy wall while I watched her gasping for air in between our kisses.

“Stop playing with...”

I didn’t let her complete her words as I stuck inside her, pulling it again as cold sweat broke over her body. “Didn’t know we were playing a game.”

“Fuck me.”

“Beg for it, Lila”

“I don’t have to...”

I stuck it inside her once more with a mischievous smile on my face.

“Plead for it,” I said as I continued to tease her with my dick, rubbing it around her clit and sticking the head, watching her arch her back to have me fill her.

“Please.”

I stuck it slowly inside her after her pleas. Her fingers dug into my back as I pulled it away, letting her pussy fluid lubricate my dick enough for me to put everything inside. Her eyes rolled over in her eyes as I thrust.

“Fuck,” I moaned as I felt myself sliding easily inside her. Her fingers held me tight as we moved in unison, feeling our body match in rhythm with each of my thrusts. She grabbed my head, kissing my lips as I continued my attack.

“Harder.”

I stared into her eyes as she bit her lower lips. “Fuck, yeah.”

My body continued, building momentum with sweat dripping from my body. Her moans were an incentive to me, pulling me into the ecstasy of our acts as I continued to stroke her.

The sound of our bodies clapping against each other as her liquids squirt around the place echoed into the night. I was grateful to the wind blowing, keeping our sweat to the minimum as it blew a chill into my room.

“I’m cumming.”

But it seemed she was also at her climax as her eyes rolled behind her head.

“Fuck,” I said as I felt my liquids jettison inside her just at the moment she pushed me away, squirming out if control.

I fell to the bed, gasping for air while she convulsed in her orgasms. A gust of air blew through the window, causing me to shiver for a while. I drew her closer, wrapping my arms around her even as she struggled against me.

She calmed down after a while, running her hand over my chest. “That was fun.”

I smiled, turning towards the wood now turned to embers. “A little heat for the both of us.” She let go of me after those words. I stood devoid of clothes while I trudged to the fireplace. My body drained of energy while she rested her hand, staring at me.

“Are we going to continue like this?”

I didn’t answer, putting the amount of wood I thought would last us till the morning, watching it blaze back to life before I turned towards her. “I told you I was making plans concerning it.”

“It’s past two weeks and I don’t see any plans. Are we running away or we will continue like this while we wait for him to die? I can’t wait for him to die.”

I laid back on the bed, placing the sheet over my body to cover my nakedness and also the cold. “You just have to be patient.”

“I don’t know if I can. What if your father snaps back into his abusive state? He almost did.”

I stopped, raising my head to give me a clear view of her face.

“Why didn’t you tell me about it?”

“There was nothing you could do about it. Except you want to fight your father.”

I sighed as I let my head fall back to the bed. She was right in that area, as any sign of it was equal to me challenging my father’s authority.

“Let’s just go to bed. I’m tired right now. We can think about ways to have ourselves when we’ve had enough rest,” I said as I placed her in my chest.

She did not refuse, letting me pull her easily until she found where was comfortable for her. I let my hand caress her back while I placed the free hand behind my head.

There had to be something I could do within the next coming days. It was almost two weeks, and I was sure Ryan’s coming was numbered and having to share the space with Ara and she would be her an issue.

“There’s got to be a way,” I said to myself, even as I ebbed away into the unconsciousness of dreamland. “There’s got to be a way.” I reminded myself before I was swallowed by the darkness.