Into the Fading Twilight (Starlight Grove, #2) (79)

“I want to hear you, baby. Don’t steal those sounds from me.”

Moving slightly, I straightened, breathing through the war of sensations coursing through me. And then I let go. I let my body move with Kol’s. I soaked up every feeling. And I let him hear it all.

A tremble lit in my legs, spreading through me as Kol’s fingers moved in and out of me. With every thrust, they circled and stretched. My body quaked as his thumb stroked my clit.

A fresh wave of heat and tension sparked beneath my skin. That thumb circled, edging closer before sweeping up and tipping me past the point of ignition. Flames licked over my skin as a sound left my mouth that wasn’t entirely human. And then his name—part breath, part plea, and everything I wanted.

Kol stroked me through wave after wave, and as I came back to myself, I found him watching me through hooded eyes. “That’s my girl.” He pulled his fingers from my body and sucked them clean, never once taking his eyes from me. “That’s my fucking girl.”

A different sort of heat coursed through me. “More.”

It was both a request and a command. But Kol didn’t wait for another. His fingers tangled in the band of my lacy thong, stilling for a moment until I gave him the word he was waiting for.

“Yes,” I breathed.

He tugged the lace down, staring at the apex of my thighs. “Fucking heaven.”

I swallowed hard as he straightened, kicking off one boot and then the other as he dropped his flannel to the floor. I studied him, the way those two tattoos rippled across his rib cage as he moved.

Kol’s fingers came to the button on his jeans, his eyes colliding with mine. “Yes?”

My mouth curved. “Hell yes.”

His beautiful lips twitched, and then he was shoving his jeans down in one rough motion, those black boxer briefs with them.

I couldn’t help but stare, almost slack-jawed, at the man in front of me. His broad shoulders and thick thighs spoke of power. The gold sparking in his hazel eyes said things like hunger and need. And I wanted to experience it all. Kol wrapped his fingers around his cock, stroking once, twice, a drop of precum sliding from his tip. Then he cursed.

“What?” I asked, panicked.

“Condoms. I don’t have any. It’s, uh, been quite a while for me,” he mumbled.

Relief swept through me. “I got a complete workup in the hospital, and I ended up getting on the pill to regulate my cycle last month.”

Kol nodded slowly. “Had a physical last year, all good. But we don’t have to—”

“I want to. If you do.”

Air hissed between Kol’s teeth. “I want. But this is a lot. It’s more than—”

“I know. I want to … ” I swallowed. “I want to try.” I wanted to reclaim this piece of normalcy, and I wanted it with Kol. He was the one who’d helped me find trust when I thought I’d lost it, helped me hold tight to life when that grip felt tenuous at best. I wanted this with him, too.

He moved then, grabbing the rope from the bed. I saw then that there were two lengths, and I watched in fascination as he expertly executed a sort of cuff on each wrist.

“These are half hitches. They won’t tighten if I pull on them, but they will keep me in place,” Kol explained as he climbed onto the bed.

Everything about him was hard lines and smooth planes. Defined muscles I wanted to memorize with my fingertips.

Kol quickly tied the ropes to one of the wooden slats in the headboard. “You’ll have access to the end that unties these, but once I lie down, I won’t. You’ll have all the power. All the control.”

His voice tightened as he spoke. And I could feel his own sort of panic setting in.

I moved closer, getting onto the bed with him. My hand skated over his face, and I relished the prickle of his scruff against my palm. “You don’t have to—”

Kol took my mouth, his tongue stroking in. Not forceful, but not gentle, either. Meeting me where we were. “I want to,” he rasped against my mouth.

And then he dropped to the mattress.

Suddenly, I was the taller one, the one kneeling over him. Looking down at Kol and all his beauty and power. And it had wetness gathering between my legs.

Kol’s mouth curved. “You like me being at your mercy.”

I grinned as I climbed between his legs. “I think I do.”

I wrapped my fingers around Kol’s length, stroking. His back arched, and he let out a moan. But that wasn’t enough for me.

I leaned forward, closed my lips over his tip, and slid down, taking Kol into my mouth. My cheeks hollowed out as my ass lifted into the air.

“Fuck,” Kol growled.

I worked him with my mouth and hand, every second, every sound making me feel more powerful.

“Gotta stop,” Kol begged. “I won’t last.”

My tongue flicked over his tip one last time as I straightened, power and heat surging through me all at once.

He shook his head as he took me in. “I think you’re part demon. My little demon.”

A smile stretched across my face as I straddled Kol. “I’m taking that as a compliment.”

“You should.”

I planted my hands on his chest as I hovered over him, feeling his muscles tense beneath me. This time, it was my turn to ask. “Yes?”