“Fuck,” I muttered, slamming my palm against the wall. My cock throbbed painfully. It wasn’t just need, it was rage, jealousy , obsession, all twisted up into one burning thing that refused to be released.
I got out of the shower, still dripping wet, still hard. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist, but the damn thing barely covered anything I walked back into the room, stood there staring at her again. Her body. My woman My fucking mate
My cock twitched beneath the towel, begging again I clenched my fists, breathing hard
Not now. Not like this.
I turned and grabbed a bottle of lotion from the drawer. I needed something more than soap. I went back to the bathroom, leaned over the sink, and dropped the towel. My cock stood straight up, angry, pulsing. I squirted the lotion on my palm and gripped myself, hard, rough. Groaning her name like she could hear me.
“Liana… baby… fuck, please…”
I imagined her lips on me, her hand wrapped around my shaft, her voice whispering my name like a prayer. I imagined her mouth warm and wet, her eyes looking up at me while I fucked her throat. I grunted, jerking harder. My hand tightened. My whole body flexed like it was trying to force the orgasm out.
Still nothing.
It was like I was cursed. Like my cock didn’t want release unless it was inside her. Unless she was moaning. Unless she was crying my name. Unless she was awake, aware, giving herself to me completely. Unless she was clenching around me again, nails digging into my back, thighs wrapped around my hips, dragging me deeper while she begged me not to stop.
I groaned, slammed my hand on the sink again, and bent forward, panting.
“What the fuck is wrong with me?”
I didn’t want anyone else. I didn’t need anyone else. I just needed her.
Only her.
Always her.
My Liana.
And she was asleep, just out of reach.
So close. So fucking close.
And I was losing my goddamn mind.
I looked at myself in the mirror, my muscles tense, my cock still throbbing like it was about to split. My chest was heaving, my teeth gritted. I pumped my cock again, slow this time, almost cruel, squeezing the base, imagining it was her cunt swallowing me whole, Imagining her soft little moans turning into broken cries. My hips jerked forward instinctively.
“Fuck, baby…” I growled under my breath. “You fucking ruin me.”
Still nothing.
I dropped the bottle, groaned louder, my body shaking. I wanted to scream. I wanted to tear the fucking walls down. I couldn’t take it anymore.
It was her. It was always her. Only Liana could make me come. Only she could break me like this.
I rested my hands on the sink and stared at my reflection, still panting. This wasn’t just lust. This was madness. This was hunger buried so deep in my bones, it wouldn’t stop until she gave herself to me again.
Until she woke up and said my name.
Until she said, “Killian please.”
Until she let me in again, body and soul.
Hence, I did what I’d have never done in my entire life.
KILLIAN’S POV
So I did the one thing I would have never imagined me doing.
I went to the room, stood in front of her and stroked myself. Watching her sleep while I pumped my cock was the only thing keeping me from losing my fucking mind. I bit down on my lower lip, muffling every groan while my eyes burned over every inch of her body like it was mine to claim all over again. Her thighs were still slightly open, her chest rising softly while her lips stayed slightly parted like they were just waiting for me to feed them.
I was getting closer. Fuck. My breath shuddered out of me as I tightened my grip, stroking faster now. “Fuck… fuck… baby…”
I didn’t even know when it happened. My hips jerked forward and my cock erupted with thick shots of cum all over her face and mouth.
And that was when her eyes fluttered open.
Dazed. Sleepy. Confused. Her brows furrowed slightly as she lifted one hand to her cheek where my cum was dripping down.
I froze. My hand was still on my cock.
“Fuck, baby, I swear I didn’t mean to-“
But she didn’t look upset. She licked her finger slowly. Then sucked it.
I swore out loud. My knees nearly buckled.
Still looking at me, she claimbed down from the bed without saying a word. Her eyes were half-open but she was wide awake now, and whatever she was thinking, it was enough to make my cock jolt back to full hardness.
She gripped it tightly, rubbing the head with my own cum. “So hard,” she whispered. “You can’t do this without me?”
I shook my head “Never.”
She smirked like she liked that answer and dropped to her knees: Then she shoved me back against the dresser, gripped the base of my cock with one hand, and took me into her mouth like she was angry I ever tried to come without her.
“Shit-fuck!”
Her head moved fast. She sucked like she needed it. Her hand twisted around the base while her mouth worked the rest, her tongue curling under the head each time she pulled up. I growled deep in my chest, my hand flying into her hair.
“You want to ruin me?” I grunted. “You like making me this fucking crazy?”
She moaned with my cock still deep in her mouth, her ears reddening. I tugged her hair as I fucked into her mouth and she let me. Let me be rough. Let me lose it. My calm was gone. I was fucking into her mouth with hard, deep thrusts that made ber choke
But she didn’t stop.
She gripped my thighs while I used her mouth like it belonged to me. Like she was born just to take my cock.
Tucking hell, Liang, that’s it that’s fucking it.”
I tell the heat building again. Too soon. I pulled out of her mouth and she was a mess, her eyes teared up, chin shiny, breath loud
“You’re not done,” she whispered
“No” i grunted “Tm not Get on the floor. On your knees.*She obeyed. Without a second thought. She bent over the edge of the couch and looked over her shoulder at me like she knew what was coming next.
I was behind her in a second. I smacked her ass once. Hard.
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