Captivating Melody

  Liz stepped to the front of the RV, muscling past Jett and Renn. “Want to take a walk?”

  Kieran’s throat dried at her invitation and the serious air around her. That couldn’t spell good news.

  Jett nudged her forward, a knowing look in his eyes because she’d probably discussed things with him.

  “Yeah, let’s get some air,” he said, the RV growing more confining than ever. Without waiting, he hopped out of the driver’s seat and clattered down the steps. Orders dried on his tongue as he glanced to Jett and Renn who both did a terrible job of restraining their amusement.

  “I’ll keep the savage in check,” Jett said, casting a less than amused glance over to Renn who glared at him. Kieran gave a lazy salute before opening the RV door to be greeted by the brisk night air in the Golden Gate Park. Liz hopped out behind him, rubbing her hands along her bare arms the second she exited the RV.

  He lifted a brow. “Sure you don’t want to grab a hoodie or something?”

  “A little breeze is good for me,” she grumbled, being stubborn on purpose at this point.

  He shook his head, not bothering to hide his grin as they walked down the paths leading to the deeper woods. Tall trees reached up mingling with the rolling hills that spanned far into the distance. The night sky took on a purplish hue, making the silver stars shine even brighter. However, not even the most beautiful vistas drew his attention from Liz for long.

  The shadows cast her full lips in stark relief and intensified the determination in those hazel eyes. Even walking alongside her, the urge to close the distance between them and claim her burned inside him, heating him in spite of the cool night. She rubbed her hands along her arms again, because she should’ve brought a hoodie. Kieran rolled his eyes and shrugged his leather off. He placed it around her shoulders, which drew her gorgeous gaze.

  “I’m fine,” she said, fixing him with a flat stare. All the unsaid words hummed between them, the buzzing reaching an unbearable stage.

  “Look, spit out whatever you want to tell me.” He ran a hand through his hair as he stopped in his stroll, agitation pushing him something fierce. “I can make a guess based on the serious and brooding. Don’t worry about my feelings. I’m a big boy, and I’ve already been cut out of my own family. Do your worst.” He stood a half second away from pacing a hole into the ground before them, because as much as he talked a big game, this would devastate him.

  From the moment he’d met her, Liz had a hold on him he didn’t want to give up, a calm to his storm. But the hope burning between them grew painful, the hope that for once he might have someone who accepted him—knew his flaws and gave a fuck anyway. As much as he didn’t want to admit it, the way his parents cut him out of the bloodline and how his brother treated him like raw garbage made their mark on his psyche.

  Liz slipped her hands in her pockets, a small smile on her face as she shook her head. “You think you’ve got me all figured out, do you? Nice try, rockstar.”

  Kieran’s brows furrowed as he tapped his boot against the lawn. Her scent wrapped around him, the clean citrus that had turned into an aphrodisiac. He could barely stand the distance between them, which widened by the second.

  Liz let out a sharp exhale, her gaze skating the ground. “Look, I figured something out today. I made a lot of excuses, but in the end, that’s what they were. Being aboard the RV as your manager, this is the first time I’ve found somewhere I considered a real home, and I’m petrified anything could take it from me.”

  Kieran nodded, understanding hitting him full force at her hesitation. After all, if things imploded between them, it would make their close quarters a torture. He couldn’t imagine waking every day to the wreckage of their relationship, and his past ones had gone up in flames. However, Liz was a different case, since he’d formed a friendship with her first, one he valued and treasured. As much as it might be painful to interact with her every day knowing she wasn’t his, he wouldn’t begrudge the place she’d earned.

  “You’ve always got a home here, no matter what happens between us. The day I claimed you at the Court function, I made that promise.”

  She met his eyes, the serious look there arresting him on the spot. “I know. And look, I’m never going to be comfortable with the share and cares—I’m emotionless, remember?” She joked to hide the discomfort as she nudged her Keds against a patch of grass. “But, I want whatever the hell this is between us.” Her voice lowered to a near whisper, but her gaze marked him with the same intensity he’d been feeling all along. “I want you more than I can stand.”

  Her words burned a brand in him he’d never forget, in all his years. The soft vulnerability in her tone, the yearning in her gaze, and the stark bravery of her confession impacted him in a fierce way. His heart ached to completion.

  Closing the distance between them, Kieran wrapped his hands around her waist and dipped down to claim her lips.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  All this time, Kieran had been holding back. His lips descended on hers with an unparalleled ferocity, leaving her breathless. She sank into the kiss, her hands twining around the nape of his neck while his hands gripped firm to her hips. She’d spent so much time arguing the explosive chemistry between them, but as she indulged in the kiss, her chest raw from her confession, she couldn’t imagine living without it.

  The sounds of a summer night echoed through the park from the trills and chirps of all sorts of critters to the soft rustle of leaves from the strong breezes gusting through this place. Liz drank in everything: the glow of the sky above with hazy, ringed clouds, and his scent of whiskey and leather, the same one that intoxicated her every time. She memorized the details of his face, the messy strands of his dark hair, the possessiveness in his amber eyes, and those delectable lips as he descended on her again.

  She moaned, the sensation of their lips brushing together sending another thrill through her. As she explored his mouth, the tip of her tongue ran up and down one of his fangs. He let out a low growl, his hands beginning to roam the length of her body. The heat from his skin when he slid his hands under her shirt to press against her bare waist made her shiver. As much as she could kiss him forever, at once the contact wasn’t enough. She needed more.

  Letting down her defenses like that, the unguarded rawness of what happened between them pierced her to the core. To her surprise though, in the hollow of her fallen defenses arrived a fierce self-possession when it came to him. After keeping him at a distance for so long, Liz was ready to ride the storm.

  Her fingers traveled the length of his chest along the hard muscles beneath his black wifebeater until she seized on the hem. Heat curled into her core at the sensation of his skin, and her gaze met his with a challenge as she yanked up. A grin spread on his face, wide enough his fangs poked out as he shrugged out of the shirt.

  “Right here? In front of everyone?” he murmured against her mouth. “My modesty.”

  Liz snorted. “Like you had a shred of it.”

  His hands wrapped around her hips again until they circled around her ass. With one swift move, he cupped her ass, lifting her around his waist. Her legs twined around his back as she pressed tight to him, the graze of the length straining his jeans enough to drive her wild.

  “Maybe I want you all to myself for once,” he whispered in her ear as she gripped on tight.

  She let out a squeak of surprise as he walked forward, crossing through the field. Leaning up, she captured his mouth again, teasing him as she swept her tongue inside his mouth. She bit his lip and dove back in again.

  He groaned, the sound reverberating against them as he pressed his length against her core.

  Her panties were soaked from the sweet sensations rolling through her, and she itched to toss her pants aside. She wanted to lick him head to toe, feel his skin under her fingers all over. They’d waited so long for this. No barriers, physical or emotional. This couldn’t be excused away as a one-night stand or late night healing sesh. All of the d
esire that brewed between them culminated into this powerful night.

  He came to an abrupt stop, which dragged her attention to their surroundings. Kieran lowered her to the ground, her ass hitting a cold marble step. A half globe spanned overhead, segments sprawling out to reach the elegant columns on either side of this temple. Behind them, the steps rose to a platform for this ancient looking performance stage. Of course, he’d bring her to the music concourse.

  “Maybe I want to hear those screams amplified,” he murmured in her ear, his eyes dancing with mirth. She shook her head, unable to keep the smile off her face as she reached for the button of his jeans. “Not fair,” he said, shifting his hips out of reach. “You’ve got way too many layers.”

  Liz didn’t put up a fight as those skillful fingers of his flicked open the button of her cargos and slipped them down her ankles. She kicked her shoes off in the process. She was down to a tank, his jacket around her shoulders, and her panties, which at this point were getting in the way. The breeze wrapped around her bare legs, causing prickles up them. Despite the chill, her core ignited when Kieran set his gaze on her.

  She moaned as he nipped at the inside of her thigh, moving his way closer and closer to her center. “Dammit, Ky,” she ground out, “fuck me already.”

  He smirked, his eyes dancing. “I’m just starting to have fun.” With another deft motion, her panties hit the ground. His hot breath puffed against her bare folds, causing her thighs to clench in anticipation.

  Kieran gripped her ass as he leaned down to torture her more.

  The second his tongue flicked against her clit, she let out a gasp, surprised by the thrill rising up her spine. Except she didn’t have a chance to register as he dove in for more. Kieran had a talented mouth for more than one reason, which he proved over and over again. He licked and sucked at her with such precision she was in exquisite agony. Her breaths came in shorter as bliss rolled through her in undulating waves. Every time she let out a moan, he’d increase the tempo, thrumming against her clit.

  The sight of him between her legs as those amber eyes glanced to her was sexy as anything, and her grip tightened against the steps behind her as he drove her to the edge. The sensations were so sharp and radiant they neared painful while riding so close to release. His tongue glided over her sensitive skin again before his fingernails dug into her ass, and he devoured her anew. Her toes curled at the sight of his tongue darting across his lips before he dipped down again.

  This time, the slight sweep of his tongue sent her over the edge.

  Her breath hitched as she shouted out his name, the sound reverberating through the building surrounding them. The fierce spike of pleasure near blinded her, and she sank into the orgasm as it traveled through her entire body. A flush of heat reached her cheeks as she leaned up to grab onto his shoulders. His eyes danced with a smug smile on his face, all cocksure and wicked. Damn the bastard, thinking he got the upper hand.

  “Pants, off,” she demanded in a firm voice even though her insides fluttered from Kieran’s more than expert attention.

  “Yes, ma’am,” he said, making quick work of sliding his jeans off those toned legs and kicking them and his boots to the side. As Kieran faced her without a stitch on, her insides twisted tight with a vicious spike of desire. Despite the fact he’d made her cum, those hard abs, his more than impressive erection, and his muscular arms caused her core to hum all over again.

  She licked her lips, anxious to get a taste of him. Besides, turnabout was fair play. Liz wanted to wipe the cocky smile off his face. Before he could do anything, she crouched in front of him and ran her tongue along the length of his erection.

  His palms clapped onto her shoulders, fingers sinking into her skin as she enjoyed how his thighs stiffened every time her tongue darted out to tease him. His one hand moved to her hair, gripping into her tangled strands as she enclosed her mouth around his cock.

  He let out a low groan as she moved her mouth up and down his length, sucking in as she picked up speed. His balls tightened in response, same as his grip in her hair, the second she trailed her tongue along the bottom of his shaft as she went. Liz reached her hand around the base, working him with her hand and her mouth at the same time as she enjoyed the sounds coming from his lips, a music in itself. This turned her on all over again, and wetness pooled between her legs.

  “Fuck, I’m going to cum if you don’t stop,” he managed to get out, his voice low and husky.

  Liz quirked an eyebrow at him but pulled out to tease the tip of his cock with her tongue.

  He seized the opportunity, dropping to his knees in front of her.

  “And I was just having fun,” she complained with a smirk on her lips, licking the extra moisture from them.

  “If I’m going to cum, I want it to be inside you.” His husky voice whispering by her ear set her veins on fire. The way he looked at her promised forever, with the intensity he’d gazed at her from the start. Except this time, Liz didn’t run away. Instead, she lifted her head to press her lips against his to drink in the taste of sweat and sex. She shrugged off his jacket at last, and seconds later her tank top and bra went flying to the side as well.

  Even though the night breezes swept her way, dragging several strands of her hair aloft, the cold couldn’t disturb the way her body burned for him. The first time was all fury and need, but this time she drank in their surroundings, treasuring every second. No matter what the future held for her, she’d hold this memory dear.

  Kieran prowled up to her, his arms on either side as she perched on the top step with her bare ass against the chilled stone.

  She sprawled her legs open as he leaned over top her. Her nipples pebbled as the tips grazed against his warm skin, the sensation igniting her core.

  Kieran reached for one breast with a firm grip as he lowered his mouth to the nipple. His talented tongue went to work again, and in seconds, her clit throbbed, and her folds were soaked. Hell above, she needed him inside her. His cock brushed against her opening while Kieran teased her other breast, sending a sharp pulse of need.

  She grabbed him by the hip, pulling him forward. “Enough playtime, rockstar,” she murmured, her voice hoarse with desire.

  “Sure you can take it?” Even with his infuriating grin, Liz understood him well enough to read the seriousness in his eyes and the tender way he said it. This wasn’t some quick alley fuck or something to dismiss away in the light of day.

  “Try me,” she said, challenge heating her gaze. A satisfied smile curled onto his lips, and his eyes softened with a sweetness she never expected from the fierce and furious leader of Discord’s Desire.

  His lips brushed against hers, and his hands grabbed her hips as he lowered himself into her. The tip plunged into her opening, but the slow glide was sweet agony as inch by inch he brought himself in to the hilt. She bucked forward, filled to completion with him. He brought his lips to brush against her neck and then nipped at her ear with his fangs as he shifted back and forth. She moved with him in unison, their dance so natural and their motions in time.

  The scent of whiskey and sweat all around her enhanced her arousal, and she moaned into his ear as their pace increased. His hot length slid into her with a quick rhythm that had her panting in minutes, and each time he retreated, she thrust her hips toward him again. Her nails scored his lower back when he drove into her, hitting her sweet spot with breathless accuracy. Sweat pricked on her forehead and slicked his arms, drops trailing down his back as he rammed into her, again and again.

  Her ass bounced against the stone behind them, but she didn’t care anymore, so addicted to the way their bodies danced together. Kieran’s hand moved around to her low back, his mouth on hers, demanding and urgent as she tasted the salt from his sweat. Her hands roamed along his sweat-slicked skin in desperation for the feel of his heat against her fingertips. His animalistic growl as he increased speed vibrated against her lips.

  He plunged into her faster while she got slicker
by the second. Each time they crashed together, she floated higher and higher on a painful edge. His grip tightened on her too, his hot breaths a whisper against her mouth between his demanding kisses.

  Again, again, again.

  Liz’s core burned for him, her pussy squeezing tight with each thrust as she neared climax. He drove into her with his temper put to good use. The pressure mounted, expanding inside her until she neared bursting. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she bucked forward, desperate for release. Kieran thrust in even deeper this time, and when he hit home, she cried out his name.

  Her second orgasm came even stronger than the first, rolling through her like the crash of the tides. Stars flashed in front of her eyes as her pussy quaked with the release.

  Seconds later, Kieran plunged in again, his cock stiffening before heat spilled inside. His breath exploded in gasps as he emptied himself into her, pressing his mouth to hers again while he came. Kieran shuddered against Liz when he finished, before their bodies relaxed in completion.

  She leaned onto her back, the coolness of the stone blissful against her sweat-soaked body.

  Kieran rolled with Liz, not pulling out as he braced himself with his forearms on either side of her.

  Liz basked in the hazy satisfaction, unlike the other night where she’d scurried to put on clothing. In this place with him, for the first time in her life, she wasn’t on edge. That in and of itself was utter ecstasy. Her bones felt like jelly in the aftermath, and her skin grew sensitized from the sheer amount of attention Kieran gave her. He pulled out and rolled onto his back, arms stretched over his head as he stared at the dome above them. The distance lasted for a second before he looped an arm around her shoulders, tugging her against him.