4. Chapter Four

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Chapter Four

Brittany

I shoot straight up in bed, panting like I just ran a marathon. My eyes search the room looking for him. It’s empty, everything’s fine, it was just a dream. Taking a few minutes to try to control my breathing my fingers come up to graze my neck. Not tender, I’m fine. Before I can second guess myself my feet hit the soft, plush carpet and start towards the sexy as sin man across the hall. It’s stupid, but I just need to be held right now. He offered, I’m sober and I just need something to take away the memories of me as a child growing up in the seventh circle of hell.

I’m not even a full toe into his room when his gruff voice scares me half to death, “Get lonely, Brave Girl?”

He’s on his stomach, one arm under his head, the other stretched out across the bed. He flips over to his back, lifts his arm and his comforter for me to slide in. I’m no longer tired while watching his sleepy eyes slowly drag up and down my body. “Damn. I’m going to be a gentleman, but I need you to know that’s the last thing I want to be. You’re killing me right now, Brittany.” Looking down at myself my face instantly heats.

I’m wearing an oversized shirt from an Eminem concert I went to forever ago, and that’s it. Just a shirt. Kieran’s eyes are heated, he looks like a man starved, with his eyes set on his first meal in weeks. Biting my bottom lip while taking in his broad, strong chest, my face begins to heat.

He shoots me a filthy grin, “Do you want to sleep, Britt? Or do you want to learn a thing or two?”

“Oh, I doubt there’s anything you can teach me. You know what they say, all talk no action.”

Moving over to him his hands shoot out and drag me into the bed with him. Before I’m able to process what’s happening, I’m under him. He’s smirking down at me, and both my wrists are in one of his hands pinned above my head. His lips meet my pulse point as he gently sucks on it. My head tilts back giving him more room to kiss, lick, suck, and nip at my neck and shoulder.

Letting out a quiet moan, I can feel his lips tip up in a smirk. “I’m going to show you just how much action back up my words.”

He pulls his lips away, sits up slightly, and before my horny, fogged up brain can catch up to what’s happening my wrists are bound to his headboard. Panic starts building in my chest, my eyes dart to his. He must be able to tell because his lips press to mine in a sweet soothing kiss.

“Just say the word and I stop. You’re in control here, if at any point this doesn’t feel good or you just don’t want to, say it.”

Swallowing down the nerves, determination sets in my features, “Should we discuss a safe word?”

A tender smile breaks mars his face, “Stop is the only safe word you’ll need with me. I’ll push the limits, but feeling like you aren’t consenting when you are isn’t a kink of mine.”

Exhaling all of my nerves I force a dirty smirk, “Well then, Mr. Byrne. It looks to me like you’re once again talking a whole lot for someone who promises the moon and the stars.”

Kieran lets out a dark chuckle, “Oh I’ll show you stars, baby.”

His hands start at my hips and gently push the fabric of my shirt up and over my head until they’re tangled in the restraints. I’m completely laid out bare for him. Watching this man’s eyes flare even in the dead of night might be my new addiction. His lips descend down my body, stopping at my left breast. He takes my nipple in his mouth, tugging, and biting, while using his fingers to torture the other. I can feel my thighs slicken with arousal. Every suck, bite, or twist of his fingers sending lighting straight to my core. Switching over to my right nipple while his fingers move to my left, he starts the process all over again. Quiet whimpers escape from my throat while all I can do is lay here at his mercy. If he doesn’t stop he just may make me come like this. That’d be a first for me.

Honestly, I rarely if ever come unless I do it myself. I’m unsure if I’m broken or if they just don’t care enough to make sure I finish. Kieran begins to move down my chest and stomach. Leaning up on one forearm while his free hand starts stroking up and down my upper thigh. His lips are busy assaulting my skin with bites then soothing it with kisses and licks to take away the sting. He’s so close to where I want him, but so far away at the same time. I’m at the end of my rope, I need him. Half moaning half begging I let him know. “Kieran, please stop teasing me. I need you.”

Looking up at me he shoots me a wicked grin, “Oh you need me? Where at? Right here?” His lips trail from one hip bone to the other, “Or maybe right here?” He licks and nips at the top of my thigh.

So close but so damn far away, “Kieran please. Touch me, lick me, fuck me, something, anything. Just please?”

He shuts his eyes, cutting me off from the pale green windows to his soul. I’m uncertain if he’s trying to gain his composure or if I’ve irritated him. He doesn’t leave me wondering for long. His eyes pop open and his big hands take my knees and push them up then to the sides. Opening me up completely to him, the cold air making me hiss.

“That’s it, Brave Girl. Ask for what you want. Always.” He moves between my legs, using his index finger to run up my core.

“Dammit baby, you’re drenched. Is all this for me?” Letting out a moan, his finger reaches my clit and gently circles it.

“Yes. I want you so badly.” I get one more smirk before he lowers his head and licks up the length of my slit.

My hips jolt off the bed, but Kieran isn’t going to let that slide. Reaching up he smacks the side of my thigh before wrapping his hands around my upper thighs to hold me in place. “You move, I stop. Don’t move, babe.”

His mouth descends on my clit, pulling it into his mouth while sucking, licking, and gently biting. He inserts two long fingers and curls them up stroking the inner walls of my pussy. His fingertips finding that secret spot, and he applies the slightest pressure while rubbing it. Between his fingers and his mouth I’m ready to explode.

“Kieran, I’m going to come. I’m right there.”

He growls into me and it sets me off. My hips start moving on their own accord, riding his face. Kieran gently bites down, and I’m thrown into oblivion. My entire body spasms as I scream out his name.

My heart beats out of my chest as my entire body relaxes and I float back down to earth. He smirks as he makes his way back up my body, his face soaked in my arousal.

“I’ve never seen anything as beautiful, or tasted anything as good in my entire twenty-four years.” His hips grind into my core. If his erection tells me anything, it’s that he isn’t lying. His lips crash onto mine as my feet come up to push down his boxers.

When he pulls back to help me I can’t help but smart, “I thought you slept naked?”

He grins, “I was trying to be a gentleman just in case you came to cuddle.”

Rolling my eyes I can’t help the laugh that bubbles, “Yeah, the restraints make you practically a Prince.”

My laugh dies on my lips turning into a moan, as he grips his thick, long, and hard erection in his hand and runs the head up and down my slit. “Kieran.” I sound so breathy, but I couldn’t care less how desperate it comes out. I need him. Kieran seems to be done talking, heat flaring in his dangerous eyes. Closing my eyes I hear the unmistakable rip of the foil packet.

Feeling his fingers tap on my thigh, my eyes shoot open, “Eyes on me. Don’t check out or I’m stopping.”

“Okay, I’m not. I’m right here.” He slowly but steadily pushes inside. Not stopping until I can feel him bottom out. He waits for me to adjust to the completely full feeling as well as the slight burn from his girth. “Kieran, move.”

My heels dig into his ass moving him along. It doesn’t take him any time to start moving. Slowly at first then finding our rhythm. His hands are everywhere, gripping my hips, pinching my nipples, smacking the side of my ass. I’m going insane not being able to touch his perfect, chiseled body.

Unable to take it anymore, “Let me touch you, please.”

He’s already shaking his head before I finish my sentence. “Not this time, let me worship you.” His fingers circle my clit as he changes angles slightly, and oh, ohhh. I’m done. “I’m going to come again.” Kieran keeps his same tempo, and I’m right on the edge.

He grips my hips and growls, “Don’t you dare, Britt. You don’t come until I say you can.”

What? How does that piss me off and turn me on even more at the exact same time.

“You like being bossed around? Yeah, I can tell by how tightly your pussy is gripping me. Show me how good you can be for me, Brave Girl.” I swear his words alone could send me straight to space. I’m trying so hard to hold off but my climax is so close I can practically taste it.

“Kieran, please.”

His thrusts become erratic as his muscles strain above me. “Now, be a good girl and come on my cock. Come now.” I fall off the cliff into oblivion as the most intense orgasm washes over me. Stars dance in my eyes from the intensity, and I can faintly hear Kieran groan out my name. Once I float back down to earth and open my eyes, Kieran is holding himself up on his forearms above me. Sweat glistens on his forehead and chest from the moonlight shining through his otherwise pitch black room. His forehead leans down to meet mine.

“Fuck.”

Smirking, I let out a small laugh, “Yeah, I think we’ve covered that.”

Kieran gets up to take care of the condom and put on a pair of boxers. Once he’s done with that he cleans me up with a warm washcloth and climbs back in bed with me.

“So you want to tell me what actually brought you in here?”

“I just had a bad dream.”

“What about?”

He moves me so my head is on his chest and my leg is draped across his thigh. His arm wraps around me holding me close to him. “I don’t want to talk about it.” He doesn’t fight me on it like I thought he would. Just nods, and drops it.

“Sleep Britt. The bad dreams can’t get you here.”

“I just need a few seconds, then I’ll go back to my room.”

His hold tightens on me before he whispers, “Stay.”

“Are you sure? I can leave?”

“Stay.”

“Okay, I’ll stay.” Something sounds different in his voice but I can’t put my finger on it. Like he needs me to stay just as badly as I want to.

“Swear?”

I breathe him in, sandalwood, whiskey, and something uniquely him. I breathe out and let my body relax into him.

“Swear.”

His hand comes up to massage my scalp gently. As I let sleep take over his voice filters through my half asleep brain, “ Thank you, Mo Stóirín.”

* * *

Waking up surrounded by the warmest blanket, I snuggle deeper into it. Something grips me tighter around the stomach and shoulders, and I’m pulled back against a warm hard chest. My eyes spring open and all the memories of last night come rushing back. Shit, I’ve got to get out of here. Before I can even move Kieran’s lips touch the shell of my ear and he presses his already hard dick into my back.

“Don’t panic and don’t leave. Just lie here with me a little longer, Mo Stóirín. It’s still early.”

Sighing I relax back into his hold. “What’s that mean? What did you just call me?”

One of his hands comes up to massage my scalp. It feels so good I want him to follow me around doing it all day. “Huh? Oh, nothing.” He stiffens behind me just slightly before making himself relax back. That’s fine, I’ll drop it now. Then I’ll ask Rowan later. For now, I’ll take his snuggles before I have to sneak back into the guest room and we go back to practically strangers.

Waking up again a few hours later my arms stretch high above my head, my body tightens with the best kind of sore all over feeling. Thoughts of Kieran and I from last night race through my head. He’s huge all over, of course he is the man’s six and a half feet tall. With being that large you’d think he’d have zero finesse, that he’d be clunky and clumsy in his movements. You’d think, but you’d be wrong. Kieran Byrne used my body like I was the finest instrument and he’d spent his whole life honing his skills. Looking around my eyes adjust and finally my brain catches up. How did I end up back in my room ?

Sitting up and looking around, my eyes catch on a folded piece of paper. Picking it up and unfolding it to read the simple message scrawled across.

Had work. Text me. -Kie

His number is written under the message. Punching his number in my phone quickly I decide to go explore and find Clara and Rhett. I’ll text him later…. Maybe.