“Killean—”
“I’m serious, Lila.”
She stood on shaky feet with the intention to storm off to the elevator, but he stood too, towering over her.
“You’re tenacious,” she told him.
“And you aren’t?”
“I’m not the one trying to get me naked.”
“Lila, I won’t stop until I get my cock inside you. I can’t. I see that look in your eyes and I know you want it too.”
God knew she would love nothing more.
“You’ve gone into deep thought again,” he murmured. “You’re still wary of me. I’m not trying to use you, Lila. If I was, there are hundreds of women I can get to appease my sexual thirst.”
“I’m glad to know you have whores lining up for your pleasure, because knowing that makes me trust you more.”
“That didn’t come out right,” he said, dragging his fingers through his hair.
“Or are you implying I should be ecstatic because any other woman would have been happy to be pursued by you?”
He took her face between his hands. “Stop, okay? I feel like I’m hanging onto you by a thread. I can’t seem to break your barriers. No kisses, no amount of seduction seems to work.”
“Then I guess that makes me different.”
He sighed and pressed is forehead to hers. “That you are.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
“You told him you were a vir…?” India was flabbergasted. “You’ve set him up to—”
“To do nothing,” Lila finished dismissively. “Killean’s not twelve. Sex may be just a pastime for him, but others take it seriously.”
India grabbed her hair and paced the room. “Lila, that’s the one thing you do not want to tell a man. You’ve set him up to go on the quest to be the first man to deflower the beautiful and smart Lila Montgomery. Don’t you know that?”
“Well, we’d already passed the point where he’s established his desire to bed me. It’s no secret now.”
“Have you decided to give him a chance?”
“Maybe. He isn’t so bad or cocky and confident once you get to know him. But can you blame him?”
“I suppose I can’t. Just be careful, Lila. I don’t want to see you hurt.”
“I know, India.”
Lila closed the computer and stood to go to her room, India hot on her heels. Her sister paused in her tracks with a sharp intake of breath. Lila realized she’d left the evidence of her latest shopping trip on the bed.
“Victoria’s Secret?” India asked. “Do you have a hot date?”
Lila swatted her prying hands away from the bag. She would be mortified if her sister ever saw the contents.
“Not a date, I just bought something for myself, that’s all.”
India gave her an incredulous look and planted both hands on her hips. Lila rolled her eyes with a sigh, knowing what was going to come now.
“We share everything, Lila, and now you’re hiding lingerie from me? Odd.”
She made herself comfortable on the bed and appraised Lila before uttering, “Ian and I made love.”
Lila’s eyes widened. “Oh!”
“I went over and he was dancing to that song, “Pillowtalk.” We did it on the floor and then in bed. He was so gentle the second time and he wanted to make sure I was comfortable.”
Her eyes glazed over from thinking about the memory.
“Oh,” was all Lila could say. “What did it feel like?”
India grinned. “With Ian? Like going to heaven, literally, and then, you come back to earth and you want to do it over and over again—which in our case we did. It was just beautiful, Lila. You know, of all the men I’ve been with, he was the only one who really looked at me.”
“I see.”
India’s eyes narrowed suspiciously. “I know you’re planning something, Lila. That’s why I even brought this up.”
“Nothing, I just wanted to know.” Because I’m planning to do it with Killean.
“Liar. You bought sexy lingerie. I know it’s for Killean’s eyes only. It’s lovely and shameless if you’re doing it with the right person, Lila. If he’s only in it for the fucks, he’s not worth your time. He should appreciate your qualities, not just what’s between your legs.”
India smiled ruefully as she left Lila pondering over her words. Her eyes moved to the bag still clutched tight in her hands. Did Killean see her as anything than a warm, willing body?
I guess I’ll find out soon.
***
Lila never thought the day would come when she would be waiting to be fucked by a man, but apparently that day was today. She didn’t ask herself if she were making the right decision; all she knew was she needed another round of the cocaine that Killean was. She wore the skimpiest set of lingerie she’d bought in the color of crimson. The demi-bra was see-through and the thong barely covered her mound, let alone her ass.
Killean would love it. She was waiting for him in his bedroom. If she were any braver or certified in the art of seduction, she would have gotten into a pose, but she stood on her bare feet, gripping the front of the robe, waiting impatiently.
The sound of footsteps made her pulse race, and a bead of sweat broke out on her nape. She closed her eyes for a second and bit into her lower lip until she tasted blood.
And then the door was pushed open.
***
Killean was stunned by the sight that greeted him at the foot of his bed. He blinked multiple times to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating as he was prone to do if he didn’t take his medication. All the blood rushed straight to his cock, hardening the member against the fly of his pants.
Never in his life had he ever been as aroused as he was now. He watched, transfixed as she effortlessly pushed the robe she wore over her shoulders so he could see the full extent of her semi-clad body.
Nothing was left to the imagination.
Her lips were beautifully done in a red lipstick and plumped as though someone had been kissing them earlier. Jealousy surged through him. Slowly she made her way toward him with calculated steps, her hips swaying. Her eyes were a deep smoky grey, always filled with something surly and sexy. The deep red lingerie looked even sexier against her dark caramel skin. He would lick every inch tonight.
“Hello, Killean,” she said softly, licking her lips to moisten them.
The sight made his cock jerk upward. He imagined how it would feel to have her mouth hot over his hard dick, and the thought made his heart accelerate. Oh, what he’d give to sink into her soft, swollen cunt, to witness the expression when he filled her to the hilt, how she’d claw his back. He’d be the first and last man to possess her body and soul. Soul? His subconscious erupted in boisterous laughter. The word left him puzzled. When did I become so deep?
Killean knew he was being a selfish bastard. He knew deep down that he was going to corrupt this girl with his darkness, take away her striking innocence, take away her soul…and when that was gone, there would be nothing left. Just like you’d done to the others. But it was never your fault. They just wanted you for your big cock and your fat bank account and in that exact order.
Something about her just resurfaced the beast in him. He wanted to corrupt her, exploit her. His silk boxers were now ruined with pre-cum.
She managed a smile.
He wasted no time in tugging his tie loose. He was on her before she could blink, ravaging her mouth as though he were desperate for a taste of her. He needed this, needed to be inside her, buried deep.
Her moans were sexy and feminine, and she kissed him with such fervor, gripping his hair as her other hand skimmed the length of his back as they landed on the bed.
He wanted to savor her sweetness like he had at the Fantasy Hub, but he was blinded by his building need to possess her now. Reaching down a hand, he rubbed her through her sheer panties, and she groaned and arched her hips.
“Yes, yes,” she sighed breathlessly.
Her hips bowed off the bed, and he
watched riveted as her eyes fluttered closed and her lips parted on a moan. They were swollen with lipstick smudges.
As if fate were not on their side, his phone began to alarm in his pocket.
“Shit!” he growled. “That’s the signal for my meeting in half an hour!”
Lila froze beneath him, and he pulled back to search her disappointed eyes.
“Lila, I’m so—”
She placed a finger over his mouth that had traces of lipstick. “Don’t. Next time I’ll make sure I fit into your schedule before I run naked over here to be deflowered,” she joked.
Killean frowned. “This meeting is important, a client. I can cancel it.”
“No. I’ll wait because when you return, I want your undivided attention.”
He smirked as squeezed her ass. “Bossy virgin.”
He gave her a drugging kiss before he walked to the ensuite bathroom to shower and dress in a clean suit.
When he came back out, she was sitting on the bed. She glanced up at him, her lips parted, and immediately he wanted to lower his mouth to hers. But she stopped him.
“You’ll get lipstick on you.”
He snorted before brushing his mouth against hers.
“Don’t go anywhere,” he whispered, “or I’ll come for you.”
***
Lila moaned as the feel of a hot body pressed into her. She didn’t know when she dozed off, but as she ran the length of her hands down his sculptured back to the curve of his ass, she knew he was naked.
His mouth slanted over hers and he snaked their tongues together. Lila felt the sensations tighten her wet core. The more he deepened the kiss, the dizzier she became.
“Thanks for putting up with me, Killean,” she rasped sleepily.
“All this romancing is new to me, but I’m willing to be your obedient pupil. I can’t stay away from you either way.”
He shifted onto his elbow so he could gaze down at her, that familiar look of need and his mouth curving at his own joke. Lila’s pulse quickened and she was sure he could feel her heart beating against his chest.
“I’ve never had much patience for disobedient students, either,” she played along.
It was quiet after that, and they just lay there staring at each other.
“Lila?”
“Yes?”
“I feel I am going to be the only man who can tame you.”
“Tame me? What does that mean?”
“Why are you so nervous around men?”
“I’m not.”
“Yes, you are. I can almost smell it.”
She gasped deliberately, though being so close to him was challenging all the control she could muster.
“I’m sorry, I had no idea you were a vampire.”
He chuckled, a deep sexy rumble that vibrated through her.
“You never cease to amaze me.”
He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, his fingertip brushing her earlobe, making her shiver. He kissed down the curve of her throat, his full lips descending down to her nipples. He cupped the underside of her breasts and thrust them up so he could suck on the swells.
“Killean,” she moaned.
“Go back to sleep, love,” he whispered. “I may be greedy for you, but I will wait until you wake up, fully coherent.”
Lila’s eyes rolled back into their sockets as he continued downward. The last thing she felt was her panties being removed before she was pulled into the darkness of an erotic dream.
***
Lila was woken by the sounds of pained moans. At first she didn’t understand where they were coming from, but then it registered in her brain that they were Killean’s. She rolled over, and because the lights were on, she was able to see the excruciating agony on his face.
“Stop!” he hissed between his teeth.
Lila watched as his fingers gripped the silk sheet, threatening to tear it.
“Fucking perverted bastard!” He arched off the bed violently and gasped. His abdominal muscles were tightened, every vein beneath his skin protruding to the point where it made her stomach sick, because she knew he was in pain. She gasped as she realized that he was also aroused.
She’d never seen a more angry-looking cock in her life, and she’d only ever seen two. It was curved all the way up to his navel, long, thick, and jutting out from a wide thick dark root. The veins that corded the length were visibly pulsing as though they would burst from the skin at any minute. He was also ejaculating.
“Killean?”
He didn’t snap out of it. Lila wondered what he was dreaming of to have him in this state. His beautiful face was contorted into sheer agony and the vein in the middle of his forehead was protruding through the skin. Lila reached over to touch him and her hands covered his chest to feel his thumping heartbeat under her palms. It was like some alien force had possessed his body. She could see the torment twisting his features and his muscles were tense, as though something had struck out at him and he was bracing himself for the worst.
“Killean? Wake up, please. Snap out of it.” She moved astride him as his head thrashed on the pillow, sweat breaking out on his creased forehead. The sight twisted her gut like a knife had been thrust there.
She jumped when he grabbed her wrists, his eyes flying open at that same moment. His eyes were lackluster and bloodshot. He was burning up, and she felt him grow even more rigid between her thighs.
“Killean…?”
He stared at her as if lost, as if in some kind of trance, and then he was kissing her, his tongue brutal, gripping both her wrists in an iron fist, stopping the flow of blood through her veins. Lila could hardly breathe as the air around them was charged with sexual tension. He released her hands, and she shuddered as his fingers moved around her back and raked down her spine, exploring her. He bit into her lower lip and tugged hard.
“Killean?”
His mouth moved behind her ear, kissing, licking and nipping her earlobe, sending ripples of sensation down south, and her clitoris throbbed for his ministration. His hand wrapped around her throat as he sought the taste of her mouth again. Lila’d never been this turned on in her life before. It was almost barbaric, and she loved it.
Their mouths clashed again, and the man kissed her as though he were deprived and hanging on for dear life. Her mouth was bruised and swollen. His arms encircled her entirely and drew her in closer so she could feel his cock pulsating between the lips of her sex as it hardened even more.
She didn’t understand what was happening. She wanted to push him away, but she wanted him at the same time, wanted him inside of her body. She was being manhandled by him, and she loved every minute of it. Her emotions were all over the place. The thought made a flow of moisture and heat between her thighs, alerting all her senses that she was ready for him.
Killean shifted so that she was beneath him. He buried his face in the curve of her neck.
“Please, I need you.” His voice was a pained whisper.
She needed him too, but she knew not even close to what he was insinuating.
She lifted his head so she could see his eyes. The dark depths were filled with pain, guilt, and desire, and other raw emotions that she couldn’t decipher. He closed them and lowered his head so that their lips touched.
She could feel his restraint as he kissed her. He brought one hand down between her thighs and cupped her. She groaned at the contact and jolted upward. It felt raw, as though she were engaging in something forbidden with this man.
Lila’s legs widened of their own accord, and he pressed the pad of his thumb against her clitoris, drawing a cry out as sensation after sensation rippled through her core. He began to move his thumb around in a circular motion, and she lifted her body against the hard muscles of his chest and abdomen. Pulling away, she whimpered in quiet desperation, wanting more.
His hands reached down and cupped her bottom, lifting her off the sheet. Lila felt him probing her; the moist, heated tip of his erection rubbing against he
r made her head thrash on the pillow. He pushed slowly into her as if testing the waters. Ripples radiated through his body the deeper he slid.
“Oh, God.” Her teeth were clenched and her body fought against the intrusion. Then he thrust into her, hard and fast, ripping through her virginity.
His body trembled as he sank balls deep. The pain made Lila cry out and her nails dug into his back, making him groan. It was unbearable, and she panted as she burned and stretched. He was too big and hard as steel, and she could feel him pressed to the hilt. A hiss tore from his mouth as she tried to work her sensitive tissues, squeezing him.
It was harder than she had thought. She was left breathless, impaled by him.
“Fuck!” he growled.
He locked their lips again, stroking his tongue against hers, fucking her mouth with slow expertise. The contact broke and she stared up at him. His green eyes were laced with carnality and his pupils dilated, almost covering the green of his irises.
He started to thrust into her, and the sharp stab of pain she had felt earlier was gradually fading, but she could still feel him stretching her. He angled her thighs so he could go deeper, and the fullness made her dizzy. She closed her eyes as every inch of his thick cock glided into her. His hard body had her pinned and the only limb she could move were her legs. He had her wrists bound by his vise-like grip over her head.
“Killean…?”
Without any warning, he started to really move, his thrusts growing ferocious, riding. He released her wrists and slapped a hand onto the headboard of the bed for leverage. He made an animalistic growl at her ear, one hand reaching down and squeezing her breast as his mouth covered it. The nipple was licked until it was red and raw.
Lila threaded her fingers through his thick silky hair, gripping and tugging hard. He moved harder, and his balls slammed against her, making a wet, slapping sound. Sweat created a sheen over his skin. She didn’t know it would feel so good, him inside her, but the troubling thought crossed her mind as he pounded away. What was wrong with him? A man waking up with an erection, that she knew was normal, but the manner in which he had woken had her troubled.
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