Chapter 96

Imoaned, a spark of sensations rolling down my spine dragging my tired ass out of a deep fucking sleep. Teeth scraped my neck, and I sucked in a sharp breath. Cinnamon spice filled my lungs, and I fucking lost it.

“Jesus fuck,” I mumbled. Her breathy laugh washed over my skin and did unspeakable things to my dick—not that he needed any fucking help. I didn’t need to open my fucking eyes to know I was pitching a goddamn tent. “What fucking time is it?”

“Ten,” Genevieve said softly. Her nails tracked down my side. Fucking hell. I loved that goddamn feeling. “We slept in.”

“Good.” I blinked and tried to gain my bearings in the dimness of the room. My lack of wolf senses wasn’t doing me any fucking favors either.

“It is.” Her lips trailed down my chest in featherlight kisses. Jesus fuck this woman was going to wreck me before I had the chance to fucking wake up. Between thoughts, she kissed her way further down my body, “I want pizza in bed for breakfast. I want to binge-watch reality shows.”

“We should watch the one where they don’t see each other before they fucking decide to get engaged,” I told her. I grabbed a fistful of sheets to hold on to something as my cock twitched, fucking desperate for attention as she continued to tease me. “It’s fucking wild.”

“Another weekend adventure with Roan and Axel?” I could hear her amusement and grinned.

“I’ll have you fucking know, you wicked cocktease, that I watched that one alone.” I hadn’t. I’d watched that one with Lane while on a seven-day stakeout watching vampires, but I wasn’t ready to explain Lane to her.

“Fascinating.” Genevieve hooked her fingers in my sweatpants, and I lifted my hips as she pulled them down. “But before all that, I want to ride my husband’s dick until he can’t take it anymore and fucks me straight into the afternoon.”

“Where the fuck did you learn to talk like this?” I demanded. Admittedly I was a fan, but it was fucking new. “I love it, but you were always so fucking quiet.”

“Watched a lot of porn with Nolan.” Of course, she had. If it’d been anyone else, I would’ve fucking killed them. Somehow, I imagined watching porn with Nolan involved a lot of scientific questions. “And I’ve read Declan’s notebook.”

“That fucking notebook.” I laughed. “And his fucking rule.”

“Rule number one?”

“Yeah.”

“You should hear the other nine,” she whispered. Her warm breath fanned over my dick and was almost enough to pull me out of the thought I had. Almost.

“He has ten fucking rules?” I propped myself up on my elbows to stare at her. Those thick lashes fluttered as she stared back. Fuck, she was fucking stunning. Topless between my knees with my dick inches from that sexy mouth of hers was a good look on her.

“Do you want to talk about what your brother has Raven do with his dick, or do you want me to suck yours?” As if to emphasize her question, she ran her tongue along the length of my cock and over the head. The way her piercing dipped into my slit did things to me that I couldn’t fucking put words to. I fell back on the pillow with a loud moan.

“Suck my dick, princess,” I ordered. Not that she needed the encouragement. The wet heat of her mouth was delicious fucking torture as she slid down on me inch by inch. “Jesus fucking Christ.”

“Killian,” Genevieve said as she popped off of me. “I have my hair in a ponytail.”

“I noticed.” I hadn’t. I was zeroed in on that fucking tongue of hers.

“Killian,” she continued, “my hair is straightened.”

Jesus fucking Christ. I didn’t want to talk about her hair.

“Give it six fucking months, baby girl, and your texture will be back,” I grit out. She stopped. The woman fucking stopped to stare at me.

“Killian,” she trailed her tongue piercing around the head of my dick and I stalled, “stop grabbing the sheets and grab my hair.”

That gave me pause. Shit, her hair had always been off-limits. The last thing she wanted was me fucking up her curls—not that I blamed her. She took pristine care of her hair.

“But…” I didn’t have a goddamn thing to say about that as I stared at her.

“Ian, I love that you respect my limits, but grab my hair and fuck my mouth like you don’t respect me.”

Oh, fuck me.This woman was going to be the death of me. Doing as she asked, I fisted her ponytail and enjoyed the sexy little moan she let out as I guided her mouth back onto my dick. She was fucking putty in my hand as I used her how she wanted me to—hard and fast. Up and down. That fucking piercing

“Fuck,” I grunted when I hit the back of her throat. I felt her relax, letting me slide in deeper. “That’s it, princess. You are so fucking pretty with my cock in your mouth.”

Another deep groan vibrated through her with the praise, and I felt it in my every fucking nerve. My stomach tightened, and I dragged her off me.

“Keep doing that, princess, and I’ll come down your throat,” I told her gruffly. And she fucking smirked. If I wasn’t so hard up to get my dick inside her, I would’ve bent her testing little ass over my knee and spanked her. “Sit on my cock, Genevieve. Now.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered. I kicked off my sweatpants as Genevieve straddled my hips. She ran her hand up and down my cock twice before lining me up at her entrance. Teasing, she lowered herself a little. That shit wouldn’t do.

My fingers wound around her neck. I guided her down fast on my dick.

“Hands on my stomach, princess,” I ordered. She listened, leaning into my hand. “Don’t move these gorgeous fucking hips of yours, do you understand? Not until I say so.”

“Okay,” she murmured.

“So fucking delicate.” I traced the hollow of her neck with my thumb before my fingers tightened and cut off her airway. Her eyes fluttered shut, head tipping back ever so slightly and lips parting. “Do you know how fucking easy it would be to snap this pretty little neck of yours?”

Her hot pussy clenched right around my cock, making me moan. Fuck, she was a twisted little dark thing like me.

“Do you like that, Genevieve?” I asked. “Do you like the thrill of knowing how fucking close to death you could be right now? If I touched your clit, would you fall apart for me, my sinful princess?”

She was soaring. I could tell from the euphoric look on her face as she nodded. I brought my hand between us and found her clit, pressing the pad of my thumb to it. A full shudder wracked her whole body as she did her best to hold still. I circled her clit ever so slowly and enjoyed how her muscles pulsated around my dick.

“Hold it, Genevieve. Don’t you fucking dare come yet. Not this fast,” I ordered. A raspy whimper passed through her lips. Her nails dug into my skin as she clung to whatever she could. Daring to test her, I used the hand around her neck to pull her close. I flicked my tongue over one nipple piercing and tugged on it with my teeth. Kissing my way across her chest, I did the same to her other nipple and enjoyed the way she damn near shattered. The vice grip she had on my cock was fucking torture in the best way. “You can let go, princess. Come for me.”

I dragged her mouth to mine, releasing her neck, as she came. She gasped and panted, taking the very breath I offered her.

“Ride my dick, princess.” I bit her lower lip as my hands smoothed over her ribcage. Her hips rolled forward, and I groaned. “That’s my girl. Make yourself come again on my cock, baby girl.”

My hold on her was loose as I appreciated every fucking inch of her. I watched as she bounced on my dick, her head falling back and my name on her lips. Her nails cut into my skin as she chased another orgasm. I ran my hands over her tits and teased her nipples, eliciting a loud gasp from her.

“Ian…” she let out. Her muscles tightened all over again around me. Heat blazed down my spine as she rode me closer to the fucking edge.

“That’s it, princess,” I said, rounding her hips and gripping them tightly. Genevieve grasped my forearms for support. Her pace increased, and her breath came quicker. My heart fucking galloped in my chest as I did my best to not beat her to the finish line. “Make yourself come on my cock, baby girl.”

The vice grip her pussy had on my dick was fucking intense as she came with a loud cry. Her hips stalled, and I thrust up into her hard and fast. I was right fucking there, falling over the edge with her. I pulled her flush with my hips and held her there as I filled her with every drop of cum I had to fucking offer.

“Fuck,” I breathed out.

“Yeah,” Genevieve agreed with a small laugh. She collapsed onto my chest, and I held her tight. Panting, we both didn’t move as we did our best to catch our breath. She traced circles into my skin, and I trailed my fingers down her spine.

“Ten minutes and then we shower,” I said as I kissed the top of her head. “And I’m going fuck you in the shower like I promised I would.”

In the shower, on the sink, against the door.I had a fucking list to check off.