THIRTY FOUR

Loren

Kivrayn sets me down on the roof of the hotel. I head for the door to the elevator, but he stops me, his hand clamping around my wrist. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“To be fucked on your bed.”

“I didn’t say I could wait that long, did I?”

I grin. “Silly me. Where do you want me, then?”

“Hands on the edge of the rail.” He points to where a glass balustrade with a metal handrail fences off the drop.

I swallow. I’m not normally scared of heights, but that’s a big drop to the street and the glass is see-through. It doesn’t feel secure.

I’m not going to let him see I’m afraid, though. So instead I hold my head high and stride to the balustrade, placing my hands on the glass and arching my back to present my ass.

“Very good.” Kivrayn approaches, sliding his hands over my hips, hot breath on my neck.

I tilt my head, longing for teeth. His tongue laps at my skin.

“You taste uncertain, Loren. Do you think I would let you fall?”

He’s right of course. He’s flown me up here. I do trust him .

I shake my head. “No.”

“Then let go and let me give you what you need.”

I tremble. I can’t tell if it’s because I’m still so wound up or because of the nerves. Either way, it’s not a bad feeling. It’s thrilling.

I arch into every touch. Every stroke of his claws up my spine or kiss on my neck. I twist my head to beg for his kiss and he gives it to me. Long and lingering at first, followed by hot and hungry, breathing fire into my lungs until I’m trembling.

Suddenly he yanks down my leggings and panties, leaving my ass and pussy bare. The cool breeze on my hot skin makes me gasp. The exposure highlights the wetness of my pussy.

With my pants around my ankles, it’s hard to spread my legs far. I moan at the first press of a hot, hard cock against my slit. Another rubs against my ass. My belly tightens with need. My knees tremble.

Kivrayn fists his cocks and rubs them through my wetness. The tease of the slide across my clit makes hot pleasure zip through every muscle. “Oh please. I need them both, just like last night.”

He huffs out a hot breath. Smoke drifts past my ear, out into the open air. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”

“I do,” I insist. “I can take them both. You know I can.”

He growls. “Impossible female.”

Another circle around my clit, and I’m practically on fire. “Kiv, please! ”

“Hush. You’ll have them both.” He lines up one cock at my pussy. “But you’ll do it my way.” The plunge inside makes my eyes roll back in my head. I forget to ask what he means.

From the top of his hotel, you can see the Thames and the London Eye and Westminster and Big Ben, but I hardly take it in. All my focus is narrowed in on the feel of him inside me.

Oh fuck!

How is it possible for it to be so good? No other guy I ever fucked hit me this way. All of them pale into comparison with this.

He thrusts inside me in short, measured strokes. It’s amazing, but I know there’s more. His second cock hangs just below my body, not quite touching my clit.

“More,” I tell him, breathlessly.

His hands cover mine and he leans over me, fucking me slowly. “You want more, little brat?”

“That’s what I said!”

“Use your manners.”

“More please, Sir.”

“Tell me again.” His hips snap forward. “Tell me, Sir, I need both your cocks.”

A shiver runs down my spine. “Kiv, I need both your cocks. Please.”

He nips at my ear. “Cheeky.”

He withdraws and I pray it’s to do just what I asked for. I ready myself for the stretch of both his cocks.

Instead a firm cock head presses at the entrance to my ass. I suck in a breath.

“You want both my cocks, brat?”

I tremble. “Yes. but—”

“But nothing. If you want both, this is where the second cock is going.”

I moan. I want to, but it’s been a while. “I don’t know.”

“I will help you.” Moments later, he slides a thumb through my slick and rubs it across my hole. Even that feels amazing. I push back into his touch until he slides his thumb inside me.

There’s a moment of burn while my body adjusts. Then I quickly remember and relax into the full feeling.

Kivrayn pushes his thumb further inside me, sliding his cocks through my wet pussy.

Oh god, this is torture. I can barely feel the cold breeze on my naked skin. All of me feels overheated, desperate.

After a few more moments, he starts stretching me out. By this point, I’m not fully inside my own mind. I don’t know how to describe it other than it feels like looking at the scene from outside myself.

My clit throbs. My pussy clenches on nothing.

Need doesn’t cover what I’m feeling.

Then Kivrayn’s slickened cocks are back, nudging at both my entrances at once.

Oh fuck, this is it.

I brace as he pushes forward.

I want it, but it’s not easy. Kivrayn pauses and retreats, sliding forward again gently. “Shh. You can take me.”

He rocks his hips again, but I’m still tight.

Reaching around, he rubs lightly at my clit. Suddenly my muscles relax, and he pushes further inside .

My mouth falls open as he works himself all the way in. “Oh fuck.”

My head spins. I clutch the rail. His second cock stretching me out hurts so good.

His breathing is ragged. I feel him pulse inside me, though I can’t tell if it’s one cock or both. “You feel so fucking good.”

I let out a shaky laugh. I can do this.

Kivrayn pulls back. He grips my hips and this time he gives me a proper thrust.

I moan. Everything is tight. Stuffed full. Longing for release. “More.”

I feel his chuckle against my neck. “More, little brat?” He thrusts deep one more time.

My god! I’m going to fall and soar through the air and never hit the ground.

“More!”

He stops holding back.

With increasing speed, he fucks my ass and pussy at the same time.

I should be more worried about the fact we’re fucking in front of glass and that’s the only thing holding us from falling over the edge of the building. But since I can hardly remember my own name, I don’t spare it a thought.

A rush of wind behind me makes me wonder if we’ve actually fallen. Then I realize it’s Kivrayn’s wings helping him keep a steady rhythm as he fucks me over and over.

I cry out when he pinches my clit.

The pleasure is so good my legs buckle.

On the next thrust, I come. The pleasure bursts suddenly. Then spreads and spreads. Sweetness wells in my belly and I grip the railing tighter.

“Fuck! Fuck! Please don’t stop.” It goes on and on. I forget how to stand. I forget how to breathe. All I know is I’m lucky Kiv is holding me up, otherwise I’d be a puddle on the roof right now.

I come back to myself to the sting of his claws on my waist. “Fuck.”

He grunts. It’s then I realize he’s barely holding onto control.

“What about you?”

He stiffens. What’s he worried about?

His teeth graze my shoulder and make my pussy and ass clench around him again.

He curses. “I’ll bite you if we keep going.”

Is that what he’s been waiting for? “Fuck yes.” I tip my head to the side, exposing the place he bit me before. “Do it.”

With a roar, he begins thrusting into me again. I’m right on the edge almost immediately.

“You belong on my cocks,” he whispers in my ear. “Always.”

Even through the fog of pleasure, I know this feels different. I can’t stop to care right now, so I file that away.

“Did you hear me?” He raises his voice. “I said you’re mine.”

Dangerous words. But they feel so good while his cocks slide into my soaking pussy and tight ass. So goddamn good.

“Say it. ”

I really try to hold back. Only I’m on the edge of yet another mind-blowing orgasm. My pussy speaks for me. “Yours.”

Kivrayn roars again. A jet of flame shoots from his open mouth out beyond my head. “Fucking mine!”

His teeth piercing my neck tip me over into another long orgasm. He fucks me through it, rubbing my clit in time with the fierce, brutal snap of his hips until I can’t do anything but submit to the feeling. To him.

Finally, the pulsing of his cocks inside me stops. He slows. With a final rub to my pussy, he draws a last flutter from my body.

Then very slowly he withdraws.

I hear the splatter of come on the ground beneath my feet and look down to find a puddle.

My head drops between my arms for a moment and my head spins. When I straighten again, I’m giggling. “I can’t believe we just did that.”

Kivrayn isn’t laughing. In fact, he looks shaken. He stoops to help me put my leggings back on, and when he stands again, his face is composed.

I wonder what I missed.

“Come, let me wash you and clean that new wound.”

Aww, he’s worried about me again.

I let him lead me back to the suite, switch on the shower for me, and usher me inside.

I spend so long dreaming about what we’ve just done that I forget to ponder his words or the odd look on his face when it was over.