Kimera Chapter 14

I was stunned and mesmerized by Spawn’s cock. I never imagined we’d get this far this fast, but I couldn’t resist him. Then, to see what he was packing and those piercings, my desire ramped up even further. It didn’t take much for the hand job not to be enough. I wanted to know what he felt like in my mouth and how he tasted. The thought of his piercings in there was a turn-on, too.

What was even more of a surprise was giving head wasn’t one of my favorite things. I did it in the past with my couple of boyfriends, but it was for their benefit, never mine. I sure never told them their cocks were beautiful. His was, and the size was intimidating, but I wanted to see how much of him I could swallow.

Seeing the strain on his face as he fought not to come, I wanted to push him past it. I needed him to come, and I wanted it to be hard. Leaning forward, I sucked the cum-covered head into my mouth. Jesus, I couldn’t believe it, but he tasted good. That was another thing. My past experiences had always been that cum tasted nasty. I sucked harder and took a bit more of his cock inside. I could feel the piercing rubbing on my tongue. He jumped. Glancing up, I saw him staring at me in shock.

Keeping my fist pumping his base, I held his gaze as I lowered my head. Heat filled his gaze. He ran a finger down my cheek. “Fuck, I didn’t expect this. God, yes, just like that,” he moaned. I fluttered my tongue on his shaft before licking my tongue up to tease his king’s crown. I was determined to put everything I could into this blow job. I wanted to blow his mind.

My panties were drenched. Giving head had never turned me on like this, either. My whole body was humming. I knew he was too long for me to take all of him, but I would do my best. As I worked more of him inside my mouth, his hand came up to rest in my hair. He didn’t press me down and try to force me to take more. One guy had done it more than once, and that had ended me doing this for him.

However, in Spawn’s case, I wanted him to do it to me. That was weird, but the thought was exciting with him. Hoping I wasn’t making a mistake, I placed my hand over his and pressed lightly, lowering myself a tad more. He hissed, then muttered hoarsely, “Are you sure, Kimera? I don’t want to hurt or scare you.”

I hummed and nodded as best as I could. The hum made his hips flex, driving him deeper. That’s what broke him, I think, because the next thing I knew, he was pressing me down. He didn’t do it aggressively or force me to take all of him at once. It was slow. By doing it that way, I was able to adjust. He stretched my mouth wide.

I bobbed up and down, getting more turned on by the second as I played with his balls. His groans and grunts were music to my ears. When he hit the back of my throat, I gagged, and he backed off. I found I didn’t want that. I wanted him to go further. I literally wanted to choke on his cock. Inhaling deeply, I pressed myself down and past the back of my throat. He shouted, “Goddamn,” when I did.

I hummed, and he cried out. “Stop, God, stop before I blow. I’m close, babe. So damn close. You gotta stop,” he panted.

I could feel how tight his balls were, and his cock was jumping in my mouth. Looking up at him, I let him see my intent, and then I pushed deep again and hummed hard and long. The look of utter bliss on his face as he grunted and then began to shoot his load was empowering. I loved the fact I’d made him feel that good.

I struggled a bit, swallowing all of it, but I did it. When he stopped coming and softened a little, I slowly lifted up, bathing his length with my tongue. When he popped out of my mouth, I placed a gentle kiss on the head and then sat up. I yelped in surprise when he grabbed me, yanked me down to his mouth, and kissed me. I knew he had to be able to still taste himself on me, but he didn’t seem to care. He growled as he kissed me literally into a stupor.

By the time he let go, I was dazed. He eased me onto my back and straddled me. His expression was even hotter than before he came. He was breathing hard. “That was the best fucking head of my goddamn life, woman. I didn’t expect it or for you to swallow, but shit. If you ever want to do that again, my answer is fuck yeah.”

I smirked. “I think you can be guaranteed I’ll do that again. Aidan. I’ve never liked it much, but I love taking you like that.”

“Then I’m one lucky bastard. Now, I think I need to give you some relief. What do you say? Can I take the rest of your clothes off and taste you? Please?” he pleaded.

I was helpless to say no. As nervous as I was to have him see the rest of me, I needed him more. Nodding yes, I watched him give me a satisfied smirk, and then he was up. He dragged off my shoes and socks, then undid my pants and tugged them down and off. He stood there admiring me in my bikini panties for a couple of moments, then he hooked his fingers in the waist and slowly inched them down. I think he was giving me time to say no, but I wouldn’t.

As soon as they were off, he spread my legs. I wanted to cover myself, but I didn’t. I hoped he liked what he found. Even if I weren’t involved with anyone, I’d always hated having hair down there. It drove me crazy, so I’d gone a few years back and had it waxed off for the first time. It was painful at first but worth the result, so I kept it up. I was completely bare.

He stared hard, and I shivered when he licked his lips. He met my anxious gaze. “That is the most gorgeous pussy ever, baby. I love you bare. There’s nothing between my mouth and you. I want you to feel everything I do. Let me know if you don’t like something, otherwise prepare to come and come hard. Oh, and once isn’t enough,” he warned me.

I thought I should warn him. “Aidan, it’s hard for me to orgasm, so don’t be disappointed or think it’s you if I don’t or if I come only once. I was surprised I did it earlier, to be honest. That’s never happened before.”

“Challenge accepted, She-Wolf. I’m gonna make you howl for me,” he promised right before he lay on his stomach between my legs and spread me open wider. His hand parted my folds, and I swear I heard him inhale like he was smelling me. Shit, I had a shower this morning, but what if I smelled bad? My face went beet red, and I tried to close my legs but couldn’t.

He growled. “Don’t. Fuck, you not only look gorgeous, but you also smell so good. I’ve gotta know what you taste like, baby.” As he finished telling me that, I jumped as his tongue swept from my entrance to my clit. He moaned and kept lapping at my folds, and then he sucked my clit hard, thrashing it with his tongue and biting down on it gently.

I shuddered at the sensations zinging through my body. I’d never felt anything like this. If he kept this up, I’d be coming in no time at all. My hips lifted off the mattress. He growled and nuzzled harder between my legs. His slight five o’clock shadow rubbed deliciously against my nerve endings. I almost cried when he lifted his head to speak.

“I want you to come hard and give me all the delicious honey you can. Shit, you were made for me,” he muttered before going back down on me.

I got lost in his lips, tongue, teeth, and fingers teasing me. He thrust a finger inside, and it sent me careening into a forceful orgasm. As I cried out and shook, he didn’t stop. He kept going. From there, he proved me wrong. I could orgasm more than once, and they were the most intense ones of my life. I got lost in a haze, and I think it was after the third one that he let me rest. He laid his head on my stomach and smiled up at me.

“So, what was this about you can’t come, and if you do, it’s only once?”

I smacked his shoulder. “No need to fish for compliments, honey. You know you’re a sex god. I stand corrected. Lord, I could take a nap now,” I said, yawning.

“Well, why don’t we go take a quick shower, then we’ll both take one? I’ll let Rhaines know to keep an eye on Toro until we get up.”

“I’d love a shower, but I don’t think I can walk.”

He got up, and I saw he was hard again. He lifted me up. I squealed, and he laughed as he took me to the bathroom. I wondered if he’d let me suck him off again in the shower. I’d never tried it there. Hmm, it might be fun.

When we eventually crawled into bed, I was done for. He hadn’t let me suck him off, but we both gave each other hand jobs, and they were amazing. I think my head barely touched the pillow before I was out. He had his arms around me, and my head rested on his shoulder.

???

A loud knocking sound made me surface. I did so reluctantly. I was warm and comfortable. I didn’t want to wake up. I heard a muffled swear, which made me open my eyes. My warmth moved away, and I realized Spawn was getting up. I watched as he dragged his jeans on. He saw me watching him.

“Go back to sleep, babe. I’ll see who it is, then come back. Whoever it is, they’d better have a good reason for disturbing us,” he grumbled.

“Maybe it’s Rhaines, and he needs us to take Toro. I should get up. He’s probably hungry,” I said as I threw back the covers. He stalked over and put them back over me.

“Stay. If he needs food, I can get him taken care of.” He gave me a brief, hard kiss and then left. I strained to hear if I could hear who it was and what they needed.

There was a murmur of voices, but I couldn’t make out what they said. When he didn’t come back and the talking continued, I got up. Now, my curiosity was piqued. I tossed on my pants, and then I remembered my top and bra were in the kitchen. God, I hoped whoever was in the house didn’t see them. I went to his closet and got one of his T-shirts. I hoped he didn’t mind. My feet were cold, so I put on my socks and shoes. Once I was decent, I padded out. I wondered if they weren’t in the kitchen if I could get there and grab my stuff without being seen. I went as quietly as possible. I was almost to it when I froze. It was Lash by the sound of the voice. I heard my name. What he said turned me from smiling to hurt then furious.

“Well, I guess since she came back with you and you’ve been staying out in Lake Charles with her, she’s forgiven you for thinking she was hooked up with a married man. What’s he like, this husband of the other woman that bastard raped? I told you she wasn’t a woman to have an affair with a married man. Aren’t you glad you listened to Smoke and went after her?”

“Shh, keep your voice down. She’s in the bedroom. If you must know, I haven’t told her what I thought.”

“What? Spawn, you said you would tell her. You can’t keep this from her. She’ll find out eventually,” a second voice said gruffly. This one belonged to Reaper.

“I know, but things are still new, and I don’t want anything to ruin it. I’ll tell her, eventually. I know I fucked up when I tracked her down online right after she left and saw her in that car with Sonny. They didn’t kiss like I thought. He’s happily married. They’re nice people, and he wants the same thing we do. To put an end to Paden Gallagher once and for all. You said you wanted to have church. Do you mean right now or tomorrow?”

My fury over him thinking such a thing about me overtook my senses. Instead of finding a way to get out of the house, I marched through the dining room and great room to reach where they stood in the foyer. The smile on Spawn’s face slid off when he saw my expression. I heard Lash mutter, “Shit, not again.”

I clenched my fists tightly. I wanted to punch Spawn in the face so badly I ached. He started toward me, but I stopped him by raising my fist. “I swear to all that is holy. If you touch me, I’ll hit you, Spawn. Hell, I might, anyway. So, you thought I was a whore who would have an affair with a married man. That I ran off to be with my married lover in the same town where he lives with his family. Well, I’m glad to know what you think of me. Fuck you, Spawn. Fuck you and everything you ever said to me. Forget coming back to Lake Charles with me. I don’t need or want your help. In fact, I’ll sell my body on the street to find another way to track him,” I hissed.

This pushed him into action. He came at me as Reaper and Lash slipped out the door. I slapped his hands as he got near me. “Don’t touch me!” I yelled at him.

“You need to let me explain and calm down. I know hearing that hurt, and I’m sorry. I was fucked up when you left. I wasn’t thinking clearly.”

“No, I was the one not thinking clearly. I should’ve never listened to you. Tell me, was the lure of sex with someone who didn’t fall at your feet and drop her pants right away so big that you had to play games and make promises you didn’t mean? Hell, according to what I just heard, you thought I was no better than those women you guys fuck at the clubhouse. Maybe I should apply for their job. I wonder who’ll be my first fuck,” I snapped.

He let out a roar, and despite how I slapped, punched, and kicked, he hauled me up and over his shoulder. I struggled and screamed profanities as he carried me into his bedroom. When he dropped me on the bed, I kicked him, catching him in the thigh, then scrambled across the mattress to get to the other side. A hand grabbed my ankle and jerked me back to him. I tried to kick with the other leg, but he caught it, and then I was pressed into the mattress by his hard, heavy body. I tried to hit him when I couldn’t kick, but he pinned my hands over my head with one of his. I glared up at him, seething.

“Get off me and let go. I’m leaving.”

“No, you’re not. You’re staying with me where you belong. Nothing I told you was a lie, Kimera. I want all those things with you. I’m not just looking for a piece of ass. And it’ll be over my dead body before you’ll sell yourself on the street or fuck one of my brothers. You’re mine,” he growled as he scowled at me.

“No, I’m not. I take it back. Go back to your whores. I’m sure you’ll forget me by tomorrow. I bet you’re pissed you didn’t get me to fuck you before I found out, aren’t you? Sorry, but hand and blowjobs are all you’ll get,” I hissed. The anger was still there, but the hurt was edging it out. I didn’t want that to happen until I was away from him so he wouldn’t see me cry.

“I regret hurting you. I regret not telling you myself what an idiot I was. I cherish what you allowed me to do and what you did to me. Do I want to make love to you? Hell yeah, and I will one day. We’re not over. I need you to let me explain.”

“There’s nothing to explain. It was pretty plain to me that you think I have no morals, and I’d have an affair with a married man and not care if his wife knew it or not. Maybe you think I still am. After all, a woman like me could stand in front of his wife and pretend to be her friend while I was screwing her husband. Oh, and make over his kids, too.” The tears were coming. I could feel them.

“No, you couldn’t, and I know that. I knew it then, but I was so twisted up over you leaving the compound, what happened to you here, and then you disappearing without telling anyone that I went a bit nuts, I think. I was desperate to find you and terrified. When I did, and I saw you get in that car with Sonny, I didn’t know who he was, and it looked like you two might’ve kissed. It gutted me. I walked around here like a bear, snapping everyone’s heads off for a week. No one could stand to be around me. I hated my own company.”

“So you just suddenly thought, hey, maybe I’m wrong? What did they mean about Smoke? What does he have to do with this?”

He sighed deeply and then lay his head on the bed next to my head. “Reaper got tired of me acting out and called Smoke, asking him to do some digging. He knew it was because of you. When Smoke called, he informed Reaper that I’d found you. He explained to us how you were orphaned and that it was your hometown. When I found you there, I didn’t go further, and I should’ve. Anyway, I told them what I thought I saw, and Smoke said I was full of it. He was the one to hint there was more going on, and he thought it was worse than what happened with the Gusevs if his guess was right. He offered his club to help you if we wouldn’t.”

“So it took a stranger to convince you I wasn’t this terrible person. That’s rich.” I snorted.

“No, it took him to make me think and realize there was no way you’d do that. The dread it made me feel made me sick. That’s when I researched what I could, and then I headed to Lake Charles to find you and get the rest of the story. You need to know I intended to tell you, but not yet. Not until…” he petered off.

“Not until what?” I challenged him. Tears streamed down my face, but I didn’t let my voice tremble. With his face still buried in the bed, he didn’t see them.

“Until you love me as much as I love you,” he whispered brokenly. Despite how mad and hurt I was, hearing him confess such a thing made my heart lurch for joy. I fought to stop it. I wouldn’t let myself believe it.

“You don’t love me. If you did, you’d never have believed me capable of that.”

He lifted his head, and that’s when I saw tears on his cheeks. He looked devastated. He wiped at the ones on my face. “Baby, please, don’t cry. I do love you so fucking much it hurts. This isn’t the way I wanted to tell you, but it’s no lie. Please, you have to forgive me. Tell me what I have to do to earn your forgiveness. Don’t leave me. It’ll kill me if you do.”

I wanted to tell him to go to hell, and I never wanted to see him. However, my damn heart wouldn’t let me. I’d fought not to fall for him for weeks. Despite trying not to, I had, and I think those feelings made what he did seem so much worse. I tried to see it from his perspective. Could I forgive him and move on?