Chapter Twenty

Kyree

Lifting Kouvr from the chair, I put her on the kitchen island between our bowls. I filled the space between her legs, reaching for more fruit.

She settled in right against my hips, legs wrapping around me. I felt how hot she was between her legs. She wanted me as much as I wanted her.

I picked up a mango, reaching up with my other hand and grabbing a fist of her hair.

She inhaled, forced to look up at me as I fed her the next piece. Releasing her, she chewed, pushing her hips against me.

My hard cock was between us, throbbing right against her.

“More, please,” she whispered to me.

Another piece, another moan. I knew for a fact that fruit was rare for her. She talked about the few she tasted and ate in one of her vlogs. Zelos took notes.

“Fuck, you sound so beautiful. Did you sound that beautiful on Theon’s dick?”

Her eyes bounced to Theon, and I decided to look. He was still eating his bowl of fruit, eyes on us. He was just watching, giving me my time with her.

“You tell me. I’m sure you listened or even watched.”

My lips closed. I was always listening and watching . “You do.”

Her legs trembled a bit. Did she like the idea that I was watching? My dirty girl.

I picked up a piece of my fruit and put it in my mouth. Leaning in, I connected my lips with hers. Instantly, her mouth attacked mine, tongue sliding into my mouth. I let her take the fruit and pulled back to watch her eat it.

My mouth watered as she swallowed. I wanted to spit into her mouth. I wanted her to eat and swallow my DNA.

Her hand reached for my dick, licking her lips. “I’m so wet.”

My head spun. For me? Kouvr was wet for me?

“This is the part where you stick your dick in her, Kyree,” Theon whispered to me.

I threw the fork toward him, but it snapped me from my daze. I had never thought about or took this long to fuck someone. But I wasn’t fucking just anyone. It was Kouvr.

She freed my dick, hands wrapping around the shaft. She gasped, trying to look down between us. “Are you pierced… down there?”

“Yes,” I groaned, grabbing her hair and pulling her in for a kiss.

She sighed right in my mouth, giving me access to shove my tongue into it. She tasted of sweet fruit.

My hand caressed her hot skin as it ran under her shirt, pushing it up and off.

She let me, throwing it to the side and breaking our kiss briefly.

Then our mouths connected again, and my hands grabbed at her beautifully exposed breasts. I pulled back, looking down at them. I’ve seen them before, but never in real life. I leaned down, flicking one into my mouth.

She leaned back, moaning and exposing her chest to me more.

Kouvr

My body was on fire, aching for more of Kyree’s mouth, touch, anything . I gripped his hair, feeling impatient. He pulled back with a pop of my nipple.

“Please,” I begged, pushing my hips against his massive dick. I was soaking and could feel it against my thighs. We took off most of each other’s clothes, kissing feverishly.

Kyree’s shirt wasn’t off as he impatiently lined his tip right at my entrance, pushing until one of the bars was touching me. He had a few piercing bars lining down the shaft of his cock.

“Will they hurt?” I asked before he could enter me.

He looked down at me. “No, unless you’re talking about the size.”

I trusted him. I looked down as he pushed past the first bar. It was a different sensation, feeling it dragging across my wall. My head fell back as pleasure drew out a moan from me.

Kyree growled, chest heaving as he filled me completely.

The pleasure was different than I was used to. My walls stretched around the piercing and on top of that he was already huge in size.

He then pulled back, and this was when I started seeing stars. My thighs tightened around him as my hand gripped his shoulder for support.

“So tight,” he muttered, only a few inches out before he filled me again.

My head spun.

He fell into a rhythm, pulling fully out of me and slamming back in. I dug my nails into his shoulder, burying my face in his neck as he took me hard.

“K-Kyree,” I moaned, feeling his hand snake between us. Then his thumb was circling my clit, making my hips roll to meet him. “Fuck. You feel so good.”

“How about taste?” he muttered.

My eyes opened, looking up to him. He wanted me to taste him, and I would gladly swallow him whole, tasting his cum. But then his lips puckered like he was going to spit.

My pussy pulsed. Oh taste. Fuck. My mouth opened for him, and his hips snapped harder. He spit right into my mouth, and I swallowed with a moan.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he muttered, connecting his mouth with mine. He kissed me so feverishly, thumb still circling my clit.

Our tongues had a war, swapping spits between each other’s mouths. Heat and pressure built within me, making me grip his slick skin harder. “Kyree,” I moaned against his lips.

He growled, keeping that beautiful pace he was at. I was closer, body tethering on the edge. My hand dropped, grabbing his back.

“I’m going to cum! Please! Please!” I cried right against his lips.

He gripped my hair, holding my mouth to his as he kept that pace.

My nails dug into his skin as my moans hitched in my throat. Then I pulled back, throwing my head back and crying out. I cried his name, and my body stiffened.

“Kouvr,” he hissed as I hit my high.

I gripped him hard, body shaking as he slammed into me once more, but it was enough. I cried loudly, walls tightening around his pulsing dick. Pins and needles rushed over my skin, from my curling toes to my scalp. Pleasure surrounded me like a huge blanket.

He let out a throaty moan right against my ear.

I shuddered, pussy pulsing at the beautiful sound.

His hot cum dripped right out of me between us. He came with the amount of someone who hasn’t came in a while. I felt his mouth against my neck, kissing my pulse.

My eyes closed, head tingling from the pleasure. My eyes rolled back, walls spasming around him.

Kyree pulled his dick from me, making me whimper. He pulled out, and I felt the dripping of his cum.

“Dang. I forgot we eat at this thing sometimes,” Theon muttered, popping a grape into his mouth.

“I’ll clean it,” Kyree muttered, picking up a piece of fruit, and the moment I opened my mouth, he fed me. The watermelon was refreshing against my dry throat.

I reached over to pick up my shirt and slide it over my head. “Do you think Cyrus heard that?”

“Zelos, too,” Theon said, standing and nodding. He did nothing to hide his hard-on, and I wondered if he was going to fuck me and get rid of it.

But Zelos heard… he lives here too and grew fruit. Where was he? Hiding from me?

Kyree fixed his shirt before stepping back into his pj pants. “Let’s get you showered. Do you want or need anything else from the kitchen?”

Shaking my head, I pulled up my pants, instantly feeling gross with the amount of cum dripping from me. I scooped up my bowl of fruit and water bottle before waddling up the stairs.

Kyree laughed, making me giggle with him. But it made more cum drip from me.

“Don’t laugh at me,” I laughed when we reached the bottom of the stairs.

“I’m not. Trust me…” he said, smirk on his lips.

I rolled my eyes. He was. “Whatever. At least you sound cute.”

His brows pulled. “Me? My laugh?”

I nodded, moving up the stairs.

He followed. “Are you tone deaf? My laugh is annoying.”

“Don’t say that,” I muttered. “I like it.”

He stopped at the top of the stairs, making me look back. His hazel eyes locked onto me, a bit dumbfounded. He was extremely handsome, making my chest heave a bit. His damp, chestnut hair clung to his tan skin. His tongue moved around his mouth before he said, “Don’t lie.”

My brows pulled. “I’m not. Liked it since Zelos made you laugh in the game today.” I moved from him, not caring to defend much more. I loved it when he laughed, when they all did. You could tell how close they were by all the inside jokes and laughter.

The door next to mine opened, the room Cyrus went into. But now he and Zelos came from it, heads moving to us. My lips parted, finally seeing Zelos since our… kiss. My chest was pounding, but then my eyes met his. I saw a black ring was forming around his eye.

“Are you okay?” I asked, glancing at Cyrus. Did he do this? Over what?

“Yes, I’m fine. Thank you,” Zelos said.

I examined his eyes, seeing it black and blue on the outer side of his face. It was swollen but not enough to close his eyes. “Make sure you ice it…” I started. “And you have arnica—which who does—but if you steep it in oil and peppermint oil, it’ll take the swelling down and prevent more.”

He smiled and nodded. “I happen to have some. Thank you for that, Kouvr.”

My smile stayed on my lips as I nodded and pushed into my bedroom, closing the door behind me. With a soft sigh, I heard them talking in hushed tones.

My mother told me never to be noisy, and I followed that advice. They might be talking about me, and I didn’t want to know, good or bad. I moved to the first door, seeing it was a huge walk-in closet.

My jaw dropped, though it was empty, with just towels on one shelf. I would love to have a closet like this at home and fill it with all the clothes I ever wanted. Grabbing a towel, I moved into the next door which was a massive bathroom.

“Oh my god,” I muttered, setting the towel on the marble counter. There was a huge vanity with a bunch of space for things. There were cabinets and I opened one to see it filled with toilet paper and some other stuff. In the drawers I found skincare, teeth, and hair care stuff. Brands I knew and liked. “Good taste, men.”

Moving past the toilet, I moved to the massive tub and shower combo. The front part was the shower, and the back was the tub, and there was still a lot of room to move around in.

With the turn of a knob, the shower started, instantly warming up. I removed my clothing, hearing the pants thud as I threw it in the hamper. Cum was dripping down my thighs, reminding me of what Kyree and I did.

Zelos or Cyrus didn’t have hard-ons, but that didn’t mean they didn’t hear me crying Kyree’s name.

I shuddered, stepping into the shower and closing the glass door. The water was hot against my skin, but it felt relaxed. I washed up with what I brought and a few of their stuff.

But from the shower, I ran the hot bath, grabbing my bowl of fruit and sitting to relax. Baths were my thing, but sitting in a bath with my own filth wasn’t. Bubbles floated around the rim when I stepped in to soak and relax.

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I leaned against the closet wall, cracking my thumb back into place. I winced, though I barely felt it. It was just swollen, especially from breaking it before. I was used to it, though.

My eyes landed on Kouvr, watching her through the one-way mirror in the tub, specifically the wall her feet were pressed against. My eyes moved to her beautiful pussy under the layer of bubbles. “They are keeping you from me, Kouvr.”

She didn’t hear me, couldn’t. I was in the closet of my room, which was connected to her bathroom, giving me a window to look into, though it didn’t look like a one-way mirror on her end, just a wall.

Her head was pressed against the back of the tub, some of her hair wet. Her face was relaxed, mouth parted a bit.

I licked my lips, aching to taste her. Taste her lips and feel them against mine.

My hand, the one I cracked the thumb twice now, moved to my shorts. My head was still spinning, and I was going to pass out soon. I just wanted to see my baby.

My fingers brushed my dick as she settled down more, showing more of her ass.

I groaned, eyes closing. But I quickly opened them. I didn’t want to miss her. Whatever Zelos gave me was strong and even stronger the more I fought it.

My fingers wrapped around my growing dick, rubbing it until it was fully hard. My chest was heaving, adrenaline rushing to my head.

“Oh God, baby. You’re so beautiful,” I muttered, jerking my dick to that beautiful body. For a moment, my head cleared, only thinking about her. How she masturbated before bed. How her moans sounded like an angel.

My hips thrust as she sunk lower. Her breasts were floating on the water, but I could see a bit of them.

“Fuck, Kouvr. I want you so fucking bad, it hurts.” My thumb hurt as I jerked quicker and quicker, but it didn’t stop me. My head fell back against the beam behind me. I was still looking at her through almost closed eyelids.

Pleasure reigned in my chest, causing me to breathe heavily.

“God, I want to be inside of that pretty little pussy. I want to destroy it, then destroy that mouth.” Thinking about her mouth on my dick and how gorgeous she’d look looking at me sent me over the edge. My hips bucked, moans shamelessly leaving my mouth, over and over. “Kouvr. Kouvr,” I begged as if she could fucking hear me.

At my last stroke, I groaned, white cum flying all over the one-way mirror, over her beautiful body. I let out a sigh, looking at her. My head was spinning more, and I could feel the tiredness coming back.

“You will be mine,” I muttered, closing my eyes.