So Sweet

So Sweet
Layla

He kissed me, and nothing else really mattered.

All I could feel were his hands, his fingers as they dug into my neck, the thrust of his hips as they pressed into mine. My body was hot, my blood boiling. My clothes felt itchy, like a barrier, an imposition that dared to stand between us. 

He wasn’t moving as frantically as I felt. 

He was taking his time, devouring me, letting his tongue taste every inch of my mouth. But all that did was make everything worse. I was desperate, I was frantic. I needed him to mirror that same need in his movements. 

Because I felt everything now. Every crack in him. Every desperate, beautiful piece of need he kept hidden beneath restraint.

He pulled away, and I groaned, pounding my fists against his chest. I wanted more, so much more. He smiled, a smirk on only half his face. When he closed the distance between us again, he cupped my jaw with both his hands, tilting my head back. 

“I want to taste you, princess.”

Heat twisted inside me, making me moan beneath my breath. A single shiver ran down my spine to my legs. 

Kai closed his eyes, nostrils flaring as he twisted his head to the side. “Are you dripping honey for me now?”

“I—” I couldn’t finish my thought, my mind somehow disconnected from my body. 

Kai spun me, pressing my back to his front, and I caught us in the reflection in the mirror. He smiled at me, running his hands up my arms as he kissed my neck. 

“I want to see,” he whispered, breath rushing down my skin. 

My eyes shot up from where his lips touched me to his green eyes that flared bright. I had no time to react when he reached for the bodice of my dress and ripped it open down the middle. 

He didn’t stop there, tearing my skirts until I was left bare before him, the fabric of my dress pooled at my feet. I watched as his eyes dragged down my body, taking in every curve, every line. 

With his knuckles, he traced down my arm, to my waist, my thigh. He awoke goosebumps on my skin until he reached my knee. He grabbed it, lifting my leg, opening me to him.

He moaned under his breath, taking in the sight of me. The mirror reflected everything, and even I could see the way my skin glistened. 

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered against my ear, licking the base of my neck. 

“Kai,” I whined, my body needing his touch. 

He ran his other hand down my chest, his fingers grazing my nipples. I gasped, arching my back into his touch. His touch was like fire, a blaze as he ran his fingers down to my belly button, and lower, between my legs. 

Pleasure spiked through me like a powerful wave. If I were still a human, it would have knocked the air out of me. His fingers circled the sensitive bundle of nerves, alighting my body with a fire I had never felt before. 

I wrapped my arms behind me, around his neck, needing him closer. As he moved his fingers, I moved my hips. “Kai, please.”

The bond surged through me, his possessiveness and need echoing inside me. It was unbearable. I didn’t know how I could ever be apart from him again. I wouldn’t survive it, and neither would he. 

He pressed his fingers inside me, thrusting them in a slow, even pace. It was absolutely torturous. The bond flared between us as my pleasure grew, as his hardness pressed against my lower back. 

His eyes closed briefly, maintaining his focus on what he was doing to me. “You smell so sweet.”

His chest vibrated against my back, his voice barely intelligible. And that was when I realized how far gone he truly was. Not because of the way he touched me. Those movements were controlled, almost painfully restrained.

But he sounded wrecked, like every word he spoke was being dragged out of him against instinct. Regardless of all that, he was still trying to be gentle with me. 

The thought nearly undid me. I turned my head slightly toward him. I didn’t even know what I wanted to say. His forehead pressed against the back of my shoulder, and my chest tightened painfully as tears stung my eyes. 

The bond pulsed hotter, and my body reacted instantly, helplessly. It built slowly, winding tighter and tighter inside me with every breath he took against my skin. He moved his fingers, focusing on the bundle of nerves that set my skin on fire. 

I couldn’t hold myself together anymore. 

Goosebumps erupted across my skin so suddenly it hurt. Heat rushed through me at the same time until it felt like my blood itself had turned molten beneath my veins. My back arched helplessly, my body convulsing around the intensity as broken sounds spilled from my throat faster than I could stop them.

“That’s it,” he whispered against my skin, slowing the movement of his fingers. 

My thighs trembled. The pleasure didn’t stay in one place. It spread everywhere, flooding through my limbs, my chest, my throat. The world blurred around the edges, and there was only him, only the unbearable force of the bond tightening around us as wave after wave ripped through my body. 

“So fucking beautiful,” Kai growled. 

He pulled his hand from me, dropping my knee and grabbing the back of my neck. His green eyes were molten, hotly tracing the look on my face. His fingers twisted into my hair, pulling my head back. 

He wanted me to see, to watch as he lifted his hand to his mouth and sucked on his fingers. A smile spread across his lips. “Mmmm, and so fucking sweet.”

Heat rushed through me. 

The look in his eyes made my entire body tighten with need again, I wanted more of all of this. He leaned in, capturing my lips with his. His tongue moved slowly, deep, consuming everything inside me. 

He moved, walking backward as he led me with him. My legs felt weak, trembling beneath the intensity of everything pouring through me. His hand slid down my spine, steadying me as another shiver rolled through my body.

“So sensitive,” he said softly against my lips, teasing.

I smiled against him just as the backs of my knees hit the edge of the bed. His hands moved to my waist carefully, laying me down slowly onto my back.

The second I hit the mattress, he followed, bracing himself above me as his eyes dragged over my face with an intensity that made my stomach twist. 

His fingers brushed hair away from my face, and then he lowered himself. I watched him, mouth propped open, eyes wide as he settled between my legs. 

“You have no idea,” he whispered roughly, eyes dropping to the most intimate part of me. “What you do to me.”

I moaned, back arching, fingers buried in the sheets. His tongue flattened against my clit, sending my world spiraling once again.