Chapter 15

Chapter Fifteen

KIARA

It was sweet that Cal cared enough to not want to push sex when I was upset. If I was anyone else, it'd be a good plan. But I liked working out my feelings, usually through exercise. Sex worked too. Just a little while to clear my head before I faced whatever was bothering me. Tormenting Cal definitely worked to clear my head. I was focused on him and the eager noises he made, and it sent a thrill down my spine when he came into my hand.

With a twist, he switched our positions, putting me on my back. It wasn't a favorite position of mine, and I was going to comment on it, but he wasn't after that. He'd need a minute to recover anyway. No, he ripped off my shorts and panties and buried his face between my legs before I could say anything.

I'd made the assumption that nerdy guys weren't very experienced and would probably need some guidance. That wasn't the case with Cal. He knew exactly what he was doing. The jealousy was fleeting because I couldn't gather my thoughts enough to focus on it. He teased the tip of his tongue around my clit before dipping lower to shove his tongue inside me. He was relentless, sucking and licking like I was a piece of candy and he couldn't get enough.

"Shit! Cal!"

He groaned, sending vibrations along my sex. Me fisting his hair had nothing to do with me guiding him and everything to do with needing an anchor because it was so intense I couldn't see straight. When he added his fingers into the mix, I almost arched off the bed. It was like he knew exactly where to touch to send me skyrocketing towards release.

I'd never gotten off so quickly in my life. With a crook of his fingers and one last lick, I flew over the edge so hard my vision went dark and a gush of liquid hit him in the chin. Did I just–

Once the initial aftershocks subsided, I released his hair and relaxed my thighs. I nearly smothered him, but he didn't seem to mind. He looked annoyingly smug, and I hated that he had every reason to. Hated it and wanted to experience it again right away in equal measure.

"I almost don't want to ask where you learned that from," I growled between panting breaths.

"Internet," he supplied helpfully, dropping onto his back beside me. "People underestimate nerds, but if we're going to do something, we throw ourselves into it. I did the research to be able to write in elvish, and to get a woman off with as much skill as possible. I had enough going against me being short and nerdy. I wasn't going to be bad in bed, too."

I snorted, rolling my eyes in the dark. "You're not that short. You are that nerdy, though."

"I'll take that as a compliment," he grinned.

"That wasn't the first time you've done that, was it?"

Since I could see well in the dark, I could see him look at me, an eyebrow raised. "You really want to know?"

No. Yes. My lioness growled. Part of me wanted to know because I was jealous as hell, but that wasn't logical. It wasn't like I was a blushing virgin.

Cal chuckled, rolling onto his side. He reached for me, finding my arm first and tracing his hand up to cup my neck. He bridged the gap, kissing me softly before he answered. "People forget there are nerdy girls, just like there are nerdy guys. The women I hooked up with were a lot like me. More interested in video games than looking for hookups. A friend of mine offered to pop our cherries together and get it over with. We didn't feel anything for each other. It was just convenient, mostly. We practiced a few times together, she got a boyfriend, and that was that. The rest I'm not telling you about. I don't need you going all bounty hunter on my exes."

A smile pulled at my lips. He saw right through me, even in the dark. I brushed away the jealousy, choosing instead to just be in the moment. For right now, Cal was mine. Once we caught Jasper and his life was no longer in danger, we could discuss something more. I knew what my lioness wanted. It was my human half that was more cautious. We were opposite in almost every way imaginable.

When I fisted his hair to keep him in place, he groaned and shivered, his erection poking against my hip. I smirked, and he pulled away with a growl.

"Stop being so smug. You're hot as hell. Who wouldn't be hard lying next to you?"

He was good for my ego. I licked up his neck, giving in to my lioness's idea of licking makes it mine. Cal's breaths got heavier and his voice pitched to almost a whine when he said my name.

"Kiara…"

"Unless you have a condom, I–"

He rolled out of bed like a ninja and darted for the bathroom. The light flicking on blinded me for a minute, and I didn't have time to adjust before he was back in bed on top of me with his shirt off and a condom held triumphantly between his fingers.

"I had my wallet on me before those assholes showed up."

That made me frown. "Why?"

He shrugged. "Habit, mostly. It feels weird when it's not in my pocket, you know?"

"As long as you weren't planning to sneak out or something."

"And leave you behind? Screw that," he growled, cupping my neck to kiss me again. I loved it when he held me like that. It wasn't demanding or forceful. It was sweet. He was sweet. And funny, and playful, and irritating in equal measure. He wasn't anything like the guys I normally spent time with, and I liked it a lot more than I expected. There was no second guessing with Cal. He wore his heart on his sleeve and told me exactly what he thought of me since day one.

When I pushed him onto his back, he went willingly, pausing only long enough to pull my tank top over my head. With the light from the bathroom still on, he wasn't blind like he had been before, and the look on his face when he zeroed in on my tits was kind of hilarious.

"Careful or you'll start drooling," I teased.

"You're a fucking goddess," he said reverently, wiping away all the playfulness in the room. He wasn't kidding when he said that. He sat up, trailing kisses down my neck to my chest. I thought he'd stay that serious the entire time, but he ruined it by burying his face between my tits with a happy sigh.

"Oh my god," I laughed. "Seriously?"

"Shut up. I'm busy," he replied, his voice muffled. I had to jerk him back by his hair to get him to stop, and he had a dopey grin on his face when I did.

"Enough play time. Put the condom on."

"Yes, my goddess. Anything you want."

I pursed my lips thoughtfully. I could get used to that kind of treatment.

He had the condom on in the blink of an eye and instead of pushing to get on top, he dropped back on his back and pulled me down on top of him. When I put my hand between us to reposition him, he groaned and thrust into my fist automatically. Maybe he had experience, but he was still reactive to me. I could live with that.

Sinking down onto him, I reveled in his wide-eyed wonder, his sharp gasps as his fingers dug into my hips.

"Oh, fuck, you really are a goddess," he groaned, his voice tight, thrusting his hips up to meet mine. When I lifted almost all the way off and sank back down, his head flew back on a shout and a series of words I didn't understand spilled from his lips.

"Elvish?" I teased.

He groaned, shaking his head once. "Korean. Stop tormenting me, gorgeous."

"But it's so much fun," I purred. It was only fair. He tormented me for days, flirting non stop and walking around half naked. Now that I had the power back, I wanted a little payback. I squeezed my inner walls, watching with a grin as he writhed and groaned. It was when he started begging that I gave in.

"Please! Please! Oh fuck, you're perfect!" He followed his declaration up with another string of Korean that cut off when I gave in and started to ride him. His mouth hung open, and he alternated between squeezing his eyes shut and watching what was happening with lust filled eyes.

He wasn't content to sit still and let it happen, either. He planted his feet on the bed and bucked his hips up to meet mine. When he pulled me down for a kiss, the angle was perfect, and I moaned in response. He wasn't lying before. Nerds throw themselves into the things they enjoyed. The second he realized what he was doing to me, he attacked that angle with fervor, until we were both fucking each other like wild animals.

When he ripped his mouth away from mine, my lioness snarled out her protest, but his words soothed the irritation by a lot.

"Fuck, fuck, I'm gonna come. Oh god, Kiara, I'm gonna–"

I could see the struggle in his face, he wanted so badly to hold out, but the idea of turning him on so much that he couldn't hold back made me salivate. I clenched around him, riding him hard, and watched in fascination as he fell apart with a loud groan. He barely caught his breath before he was reaching between us, rubbing circles around my clit until my release slammed into me. He kept rubbing until the last of the aftershocks wore off and his soft cock slipped out of me.

Rolling off him, I fought to catch my breath, staring up at the ceiling. "That was…"

"Awesome," he finished for me.

I huffed out a laugh. It was such a nerdy way to describe it, but it still made me smile.

"Yeah. Awesome."