The Beast And The Blessed by Ashley Breanne
Chapter 20
Natalie’s P.O.V.
The longer he stood in front of me with minimal contact, the worse my heat seemed to get. The warmth was intense as it radiated from me, but the burning between my legs made me press my thighs together. The movement forced me to let out a small m*oan.
I wanted to slip my hand back between my legs to ease the pain and discomfort. But having him holding my head back and his lips brushing against mine ruined the option for me. After feeling his touch, I knew that doing it myself would not satisfy me any longer. I needed him.
The only option would be to have him between my legs, whether it was his hand, face, or c*oc*k.
His hot breath fanned against my lips and had me licking mine in return. I moaned as the tip of my tongue gently ran across his lower lip, and he growled in response before capturing my mouth in a kiss that made my toes curl.
I had expected him to be rough and demanding. Instead, our tongues collided as he pulled my n*ake*d and wet body up against his. My hair fell loose around my shoulders as he took the hair tie off of my bun. His hold on me seemed to grow tighter, yet as he slid his palm down from his grip on the back of my neck, skimming the side of my b*rea*st and to my hip, it was loving.
My body heated further, and I let out a whimper into his mouth as I felt him press his hardness against my stomach.
“Please.” The gasp left my mouth before I could stop it, and I pulled back as I looked up at the man who had saved me from the miserable life that I had before. My nails dug into his shoulder as I gripped him tightly. “Please, Killian. Make it stop.”
Everywhere we touched sparks danced under my skin, but the pain in my core and the warmth of my body were uncomfortable. His hands slid around, gripping my a*s*s tightly as he lifted me from the ground and settled himself between my legs. The feeling of his large shaft against my p*uss*y was incredible, and as I held myself up by his shoulders, I began to rock against him.
My wetness coated him, the heat making my body more sensitive and needy than ever before, and he let out a groan of pleasure as I continued to use him. Beads of sweat formed over my body as I pulled my hips back, trying to guide him into me.
“Please,” I gasped again, and Killian let out a growl that made my c*li*t pulse with need. I wanted to cry when he pulled me away from him, flipping me onto my stomach on the cold silk sheets.
“Do you want me to f*uc*k you, little one?” He asked, his voice deeper than before as his beast fought for control. I could feel his claws digging into my hips as he lifted them until I was on my hands and knees, the pain only adding to the pleasure.
“Yes’” I cried out, pushing myself back against his c*oc*k.
Killian rubbed himself against me once more before guiding himself into me in one deep and long thrust, making my back arch as I dropped my face down onto the mattress with a loud m*oan of pleasure.
The growl that ripped free from him was followed by him slamming into me harder than before.
My hands curled into fists, gripping the sheets for dear life as I tried to match his thrusts.
The pain of my heat evaporated, and I felt my body begin to cool back to its normal temperature as his large member brought me greater pleasure than anything I had ever experienced before.
I wanted more. I desperately needed it. My c*li*t was throbbing, screaming for attention from the man that was inside me. I slid my hand down the sheet, moving it between my legs as my cheek pressed into the mattress harder. The wetness on my p*uss*y made my fingers slide easily against my c*li*t. I let out a m*oan, feeling myself tighten around Killian’s c*oc*k.
“No.” He growled as he stopped his movement, holding himself deep inside me as he leaned over my back. My body was shaking as the heat began to return, and I gasped in surprise as his hand ran over my b*rea*st and up to my throat. The warmth of his chest against my back was delicious, and I began to wiggle my hips on him, desperate for more.” That’s mine.”
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he tightened his hold on my neck ever so slightly before following my arm between my legs. His fingers laced through mine as he gently pulled my hand away before finding his way back between my legs, his c*oc*k pulsing inside me as he began to rub my c*li*t expertly.
My legs opened further, my hips getting closer to the bed, only being held up by the man f*uc*king me. The burning began to return, stronger than last time. The cry that left me made Killian tense, and I could feel his breathing halt from his chest against my back.
“I need more,” I gasped in pleasure as he began to thrust again, pulling out only a few inches before crashing into me and holding himself as deep as he could. The small movements brought even less relief than before, and I ground my hips back against him. “Please.”
The begging seemed to encourage him, and he leaned away, removing himself from my back but keeping his hand between my legs.
I could feel my walls stretching around him. The feeling of his large c*oc*k inside me was euphoric, and I clenched my walls around him, wanting to pull him in deeper. “Killian!”
The orgasm I was desperately craving was only a few strokes away. My toes curled in anticipation just before I reached my high, moaning out his name as he continued to f*uc*k me from behind.
The heat that had been destroying my body washed away, giving me a moment to breathe as Killian slowed. I could feel his restraint. The way his hands were gripping my hips so tightly that they would leave bruises, the low growl that seemed to constantly rumble from his chest, and the slow but forceful way he was sliding in and out of me.
I wanted to enjoy it. There was nothing that I craved more than to indulge in the abilities of the man behind me.
“Do you feel better, little one?” He asked as he thrust back in me, holding himself as deeply as he could, his fingers still playing with my c*li*t as he paused the thrusting of his hips. “Do you want more?”
I knew it would come back. The heat would not leave until the full moon did. We had all night.
Just because we had f*uc*ked once, and not even to completion for him, didn’t mean that my heat would be sated. It only meant that it would be gone for now. It could be a matter of seconds or minutes before it returned.
“Yes,” I whispered against the sheet as I wiggled my hips against him.
Killian’s hand left my c*li*t, and I cried out in disappointment, only to be silenced as he grabbed my hair in his large fist, pulling my head back. “Try again, little one. Do you want me to keep f*uc*king you?”
My jaw was open in surprise, but I knew if he could see the flush in my cheeks, and the way my eyes were surely dilated, he would have no question of my need for him. “Yes, I want you to keep f*uc*king me.”
I moaned as he released my hair and pulled out of me simultaneously. The sound of him leaving my wetness filled the room, and I pushed myself up on the palms of my hands as I turned to look over my shoulder at him.
He was staring between my legs with hunger, his glowing red eyes locked on my p*uss*y as he gripped my thighs before flipping me over. I bounced once from the movement, but it was the predatory way that he stared at me that filled me with more excitement than before.
I wanted to feel every part of him. I had his c*oc*k and hand between my legs, but what would it be like to have a king’s face between them? I stopped moving when my head hit the pillows. Killian let out a loud growl as I met his stare, not bothering to look away or submit as I challenged him by opening my legs.
“You said this was yours.” I taunted as I slid my hand between my legs rubbing my c*li*t twice before dipping my fingers into my wetness and dragging it back up to resume the small circles on the delicate bundle of nerves. “Would you like to taste it?”
The confidence was new to me, but I felt like another person as I lifted my wet fingers to my mouth and ran my tongue up the side of my index finger.
Killian crawled forward, his body shaking as he approached. I knew he had accepted my challenge as he hovered over me, his hard c*oc*k hanging between us and gently brushing against my c*li*t. His breath tickled my lips as he flashed me a wicked smile.
“You are not the one in charge here. This is my kingdom. My bed…” I gasped as his tongue flicked at my upper lip once before he moved down my body, stopping to s*uc*k aggressively on my hardened nipples before continuing on.
My breathing halted as I stared down the valley of my b*reas*ts at him and watched as he took in a deep breath between my legs with a growl of pleasure. “Mine.” He groaned before grabbing my thighs and pressing them open further. His hot tongue ran up from my entrance to my c*li*t where he began his feast of s*uc*king, licking, and gently biting. My head was pressed into the pillow, and I moaned with every exhale as my back arched, and my hands squeezed the sheets in my fists.
His fingers plunged inside me, and my eyes closed as he spread, rubbed, and pumped them in me.
“Yes,” I cried out, as I felt myself building closer to my climax. It was instinct as I pulled one hand free of the bedding and entwined my fingers in Killian’s hair, holding him to me as I ground myself against his face. “Yes!”
My muscles in my pelvis spasmed lightly as I came on his mouth, my body trying to force my c*li*t away from him at the intense sensations throbbing through it. But he held me down with one arm wrapped under my thigh and his hand on my stomach, keeping me to him as I rode out every last wave of pleasure.
He stopped, turning his head to lick and kiss my inner thigh as I continued to m*oan softly with each exhale.
It had been exhilarating, but the slow burning in my core told me that his mouth would not have the same effect as his c*oc*k on my heat. I needed more. I needed him back inside me to get rid of the pain and torment.
My eyes closed tightly as he pulled himself above me, his wet fingers that had just been inside me pulled at my bottom lip, and I opened my mouth as he pushed his fingers in. The sweet taste was subtle, but I enjoyed it as I s*uc*ked on his digits eagerly.
“It is time for you to serve your king.” His declaration made my eyes shoot open and my heat return tenfold. My body wanted it just as bad as my mind did. I wanted to serve him, pleasure him, and f*uc*k him.
I wanted to know what he tasted like and what rhythm and movements he enjoyed. I wanted to watch his face as I brought him to climax, knowing it was me and only me doing so. He expected loyalty and promised me the same. While
I still questioned if he had just been telling me what I wanted to hear, I knew in my soul that when he said it, he was being honest.
“Yes, my king.”
I whined in protest as the warmth of his body left mine before he grabbed my hips and rolled me on top of him. My hands pressed against his chest as I pushed myself up, setting my legs on either side of him and enjoying the feeling of his long and hard shaft between the lips of my p*uss*y.
I slid against him, coating him in my wetness. His glowing red eyes bore into mine, fueling me to continue as I rubbed my c*li*t on him like the b*itc*h in heat that I was. Two orgasms would have been good for a normal night, but tonight, under the power of the full moon, I needed more. My head fell back as I found the right spot to get full contact with my c*li*t on his shaft.
Killian’s hands gripped my hips firmly, holding me down to him as he watched me pleasure myself with him. The gentle pulling and pushing of him encouraging me to continue, only made me feel needier.
As the heat increased, I lifted my hips, unable to take it anymore. I reached between US, grabbing his large c*oc*k in my palm before lining him up with my entrance and sinking down onto him as my head fell back in pleasure.
I widened my legs, tucking my feet under his thighs as I leaned forward and pressed my c*li*t against his pelvis. Killian growled louder than before as my b*reas*ts brushed his face when I began to grind against him. 1
He pressed his hips up each time I slid myself back against him. The full contact with my c*li*t drove me wild, and I moved harder and faster than before. Killian’s hand slid up my side to grab my b*rea*st, pinching my n*ipp*le and making me cry in both pain and pleasure.
“Mine,” I said under my breath, the uncontrollable and unintentional word throwing off my rhythm as I knew he didn’t really belong to me. Physically we worked well together, but emotionally, I knew nothing about him.
Killian tensed beneath me, continuing to move with me as I resumed my previous pace, but my orgasm was further away than before.
My mind was fogged by the heat, and the brief moment of insanity disappeared in my mind as he fought the shift. His jawline became more defined, and his canines extended. His claws punctured the skin on my hips, sending a surprising amount of pleasure straight to my core.
It pushed me right back to the edge, and I felt myself clamping down on his larger c*oc*k as I came around him. My pelvis trembling from the extreme orgasm as I screamed out his name.
Killian shook beneath me as I continued to ride out the release. He lifted me by my hips, pulling himself from me as he came on his stomach before letting me rest back against him. His shaft lay between my legs as I resumed rubbing myself along his member in the wetness brought on by the multiple orgasms. My chest fell against his as I shoved my face into his neck, breathing deeply as I came down from my high. Killian’s hands released my hips as he wrapped his arms around my back and held me to him. I could feel his c*um between US, but somehow it made me feel even hotter than before.
The way my body reacted to this man was other-worldly, and I took a moment to thank the goddess for creating these creatures.
Killian grew hard once more as I pressed a kiss against the hot skin of his neck before running my lips up to his ear and gently pulling on the lobe between my teeth. He let out a growl as I whispered, “more.”