21. Paige

21

PAIGE

I'm in heaven. Or maybe this is hell, only time will tell.

Kael groans into my mouth, sliding his tongue against mine, his hands going to my ass, kneading the flesh there.

God, I can't believe this is happening. I want him so badly I can't think about anything else.

I gasp, rocking my hips and grinding against him. I don't think I've ever been this hot in my life.

But I want more. I want him heavy in my mouth, want to taste him on my tongue. Excitement rushes through me just thinking about it, and I'm almost drooling.

Am I really this wanton? I've never felt like this before, and it's kind of blowing my mind.

I break apart from him, looking deep into his eyes. "Kael, can I...can I taste you?"

All he does is nod, looking at me with his pupils blown, and I slide down to the floor on my knees, looking up at him.

I put my hands on his thighs, and I love the way he trembles. Then I pull down his boxer briefs, freeing his erection, and he lets out a grunt .

My eyes widen at his size, and Kael smirks down at me like he knows he's well-endowed.

Well, I'm never one to back down from a challenge.

I lick him first. A tentative taste. From root to the head where I collect the little droplet forming there.

The taste is amazing, and I want more, so I take the head of his cock into my mouth, and he throws his head back, almost hitting the wall, his eyes rolling back in his head.

I smile around him, trying to channel my inner porn star. I've seen enough of it to kind of know what I'm doing. I may be a virgin, but I'm no prude.

I take him deeper, working my tongue along the underside, and I'm really getting into it when suddenly, he cups my face in his hands, popping me off him.

I pout up at him, but his face is serious.

"How did you learn to do that?"

I grin. "Wouldn't you like to know."

"Paige—"

I realize this isn't the time to tease him. There's a sexy warning in his growly voice.

I shrug. "Watched a lot of porn. Plus, my friends helped me practice with a cucumber at a bachelorette party." I pause. "It was a game, and I won."

He chuckles, and it sounds relieved. "Competitive."

He releases me, and I immediately take him back into my mouth, taking him deeper and deeper until I gag. I keep going, though, making eye contact, and he opens his mouth to speak but suddenly moans, thrusting into my mouth.

"Do you want to taste everything, princess?" His teeth are clenched, and his fists are balls at his sides.

I nod, moaning, not letting him out of my mouth.

He moans and thrusts twice more into my mouth before he spills inside.

It doesn't taste nearly as bad as I thought it would—just like water and salt.

I swallow every last drop and pop off him again, smiling.

"Jesus," he gasps, clearly affected. "You're like a pro."

"It's all the cucumber practice." I giggle, feeling giddy, almost like I'm drunk. I'm also probably just tired. Haven't properly slept in weeks now, maybe months, and we've been playing and flirting all night.

He frowns. "You should get some sleep."

I glare at him and then pout.

"But I'm so hot," I groan, and stand up. I bite down on my lip, looking at him, and Kael hums in the back of his throat.

"I'll take care of you, princess," he rasps and lifts me up, bridal style.

I put my arms around his neck, resting against him comfortably.

He takes me up the stairs and tosses me onto my bed.

I giggle and immediately spread my thighs.

He licks his lips, and I notice that he's half-hard in his boxer briefs all over again.

Does that mean he can't get enough of me? It makes me even hotter, and I can feel myself growing slicker and wetter.

"Kael, please," I whisper, putting my knees up. "I'm so wet."

I've never done this before, but I feel like some sex goddess after giving Kael a blowjob. I had so much power, making a man moan and tremble like that.

" Feck ." Kael settles between my legs.

I have a brief moment of nerves, hoping that I don't taste bad or something, but he presses his face against my sex, licking once, and moans as if he's eating a delicious meal, and I relax.

"You taste so good," he murmurs, biting at my inner thighs until they're trembling.

He latches onto my clit, and I let out a high-pitched whine. He's nearly vibrating his tongue against me, and I'm scaling the walls of my orgasm quickly.

I mewl out a moan when he slips a finger inside me, and when he starts pumping it, I barely notice when he adds a second. I'm so close that I can't stand it, and no orgasm I've ever had by myself has made me feel this good.

I come, clenching around his fingers and clamping my thighs around his head.

He lifts up, his face covered in my juices, and my cheeks burn up.

"What's wrong, princess?" He licks his lips, rubbing his face with one hand.

"I've never... never done that with anyone else," I admit quietly.

"You taste like heaven." He lies next to me, pressing his erection up against my hip.

I let out a little sound of surprise. "You're hard again," I marvel. "I didn't know guys could go again so easily."

"I usually can't. You're just... You're something else, sweetheart."

Kael hums in the back of his throat, settling into the bed and seeming to ignore his erection.

I bite my lip, looking at him.

I'm not going to say it. There's no way I can say it.

Fuck it.

"Kael?" I whisper. "Would you...would you take my virginity? "

Fuck. What have I done?

He's going to say no. He's going to tell me he'd never?—

He lets out a long breath. "Do you want me to?"

"Yes. Yes, Kael. I want you to take my virginity." I never expected those words to come out of my mouth, but here we are.

He curses in Gaelic, and I frown.

This is it. This is where he tells me he doesn't actually want me because no one has ever wanted me.

"You don't want me?" I hate the way my voice shakes.

The laugh he barks out sounds bitter. "That's not the issue, sweetheart."

"Then what is?"

"You're Declan's sister! I'm supposed to be protecting you, not?—"

"But you are protecting me." I turn my head to look at him. "Please."

He slowly takes one breast in his hand and leans down to pull my nipple into his mouth, and I moan loudly.

God, I want this so bad. I want him so bad I ache.

There're a million thoughts whirling around in my mind and hardly any of them good, but I keep pushing them away. I want this. I want this one thing, and why shouldn't I have it when it is clear he wants it too?

"Kael," I pant. "Please."

"Please what, princess?" He lifts his head to look at me.

"Please fuck me." I'm sure my face is red, but I'm so worked up from what we did earlier that I don't care.

"Don't play with me, princess. You have to want this. Because once I start?—"

"I want this. I want you , Kael, please."

He swallows visibly and spreads my thighs, running his fingers through my lower lips .

I'm sopping wet, and he moans.

"Just be gentle," I whisper, and he cups my face with his hands.

"I'd never hurt you, sweetheart."

Smiling, I nod slowly, but when he lines up, holding himself at the base to guide himself into me, something like fear rushes through me.

I t ake a deep breath, though, and it slowly goes away as he pushes into me.

I moan in the back of my throat. It's a hard push at first, but once he's inside, it feels unbelievable.

His eyes shoot to mine. "You all right?"

"Good," I mumble, unable to say much, fisting my hands in the sheets. "So good."

He grits his teeth, his jaw clenched as he slowly presses into me, and I feel every inch of him.

It feels so good my eyes roll into the back of my head when he's finally fully inside me.

"How does it feel?"

"Full," I moan. "So full, please, I want more."

"It might be a little uncomfortable." He looks like he's in pain.

" Please , Kael, more," I whine, begging, not even embarrassed, and he curses under his breath, slowly starting to move.

He pulls almost out of me, and then slowly pushes back in.

My breath starts to come in gasps.

It doesn't hurt, even though at first it was a bit uncomfortable. It just feels so good I can barely stand it.

His voice comes strained in my ear. "Am I hurting you?"

I can't speak, my eyes tightly closed.

He grabs my chin in his hand. My eyes pop open .

"Look at me when I'm making you come," he orders, and I bite my lip, his words sending more heat rushing through me.

He starts to roll his hips, and I cry out, rolling my hips up to meet his thrusts.

"Oh, god, I'm gonna come." I get closer and closer to the edge.

He grunts and thrusts into me harder, and my orgasm rocks through me.

"You're so fucking beautiful coming all over my cock." He leans down to kiss me, still thrusting into me.

I go limp like a ragdoll, unable to help myself.

I let out a little mewling sound, and he kisses me again, spilling inside of me and moaning into my mouth.

When we come down, and our breaths calm a bit, I whisper, "You don't need to worry, I'm on birth control."

He chuckles. "Thank god for that."

He slowly pulls out of me, and I make a noise in the back of my throat.

Kael's brows furrow. "Are you okay, princess?"

I smile, turning toward him when he lies down next to me. "Just a little sore. Other than that, never been better."

He chuckles, pulling me closer.

"Will you stay with me tonight?" I pout slightly and giggle when he kisses my mouth. I feel giddy.

"Don't think my legs are working anyway."

"Was I...was I okay?" My eyes are on his chest. I can't face him right now.

He snorts out a laugh, and I frown.

"You were unbelievable, sweetheart."

I prop myself up on one elbow. "I always worried I'd be bad at it. Like, dead fish, you know?"

He scoffs. "You're nothing like a dead fish, Paige. You don't need to worry."

I laugh. "It's good to know that next time won't be a disaster."

He frowns. "Next time?"

"You know, like, when I meet someone."

"Sure. Right." Something about his tone seems snappy.

I cock an eyebrow. "Are you salty?"

"Salty? What does that mean?" He looks at me blankly, and I chuckle.

"Jealous."

"Of course not."

"Well, you went all quiet."

"That's because I'm drained. You sucked my soul out earlier."

I snicker. "I'm glad I'm good at that, too."

He rolls his eyes. "You're a real natural."

Oh, my god, was I bad? "Are you being sarcastic?"

"No, you really are. But no more talking about the next time, aye? My head might blow off."

"You are jealous." A grin spreads across my face.

"Maybe a little," he mumbles, putting the pillow over his face.

I pull it off, kissing all over his face, but he grabs me around the waist, making me gasp. I wiggle under his grasp, but I'm not strong enough.

I huff. "One day, I'm going to be stronger than you."

He laughs. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves."

I kick him in the shin, and he yelps as I straddle his lap, grinning widely.

"Pinned you."

He flips me over suddenly, looking down into my eyes, his own blue and intense. He holds me down even as I thrash around.

"If you don't want to go again, princess, you should watch yourself."

"I'll be good," I promise, but he looks at me like he doesn't believe me.

Finally, I settle next to him, my head on his shoulder, and I can't believe how fast I start to get sleepy.

I can only hope falling asleep in his arms saves me from the horror that usually awaits as soon as I close my eyes.