Slipping my hand into his waistband, I wrapped my fingers around his silken length, and the growl that escaped him was rough and guttural. Tightening my grip, I started working him over as he stared down where one hand caressed him while the other skimmed over his abs. His stomach tensed, and his breathing grew labored, matching mine.
Kieran released my hair but continued his grip on my jaw. His hand moved to my skirt, sliding between my legs, and I moaned loudly at the slight contact against the inside of my thighs. He drove his fingers beneath my panties, gliding them through the seam of my sex teasingly.
“Gods damn, you’re soaking wet for me, aren’t you? This pussy wants me to fuck it hard, doesn’t it?” he groaned, his dirty mouth causing a moan to escape my lips.
He thrust two fingers into me, and I immediately clamped down around them. Kieran made a strangled sound and buried his head in my shoulder. He wasn’t gentle, but then I hadn’t come here for him to treat me with kid gloves. He moved his thumb, leisurely stroking my clit as if he were painting a picture.
I moved my hand faster, caressing the silky head of his cock. My thumb slid through the pre-come, rubbing it over the thickly rounded tip. The sound Kieran made was pained, and it made me crave to be on my knees, with him buried in my throat.
He continued pushing into me, slowly withdrawing while he teased me closer to the edge. My entire body was in a highly intoxicated state from his fingers alone. I almost feared what it would feel like with him inside me, destroying me.
Kieran knew how to render a woman to mush. He was built for seduction, bathed in hard, sinewy muscles that pulsed and tensed, driving me insane. I removed my hands from his sex, ripping open his shirt and hearing buttons scattering over the marble floor, echoing through the room.
“Impatient little savage, are we?” he growled, pinching my nipple before twisting it. His mouth captured mine, and his hand slid beneath my ass, lifting me as his other pulled my panties off, exposing my sleek heat. His fingertips pushed through my wetness, until I felt them against my opening. “You’re soaked for me, Xariana, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I groaned, wiggling my hips until he smirked, but it wasn’t friendly. It was terrifyingly beautiful, like the smile a wolf gives you right before he rips out your throat.
Kieran removed his fingers, replacing them with his thick tip. He slowly tortured my core, sliding it against my pussy until the silkiness touched my clit, sending me teetering on the edge of bliss. He slid past my opening, gradually fed me an inch, and then he paused, tilting his head, and cocking to the side.
“Fuck,” he grunted, closing his eyes.
I whimpered, lifting to rub against him. My feet landed on the desktop, fully intending to use him if he didn’t give me what I needed and craved. Someone opened the door, and I tensed as Kieran turned his head, shielding me from whoever had entered his office.
“That better not be my fucking daughter, Knight.” My father’s angry tone slithered through me, forcing my mind to churn as I leaned past Kieran’s protective body, staring at my very alive father.
My entire world spun off its axis, and all I could do was blink while my core clenched tightly around Kieran’s thick cock. Tears burned my eyes while no one moved from their positions.
“You motherfucker,” my dad hissed, murder lacing his words.
“You may want to step outside of my office, unless you intend to see a lot more of your pretty little princess than you wished, Xavier,” Kieran chuckled, shooting my dad a pointed look over his shoulder.
“Get your ass dressed now, Xari!” my dad demanded, slamming the door, shaking the bookshelves and art on the walls.
“What the fuck just happened?” I whispered, uncertain I believed my eyes and ears.
“That asshole couldn’t fucking wait until we were done,” Kieran growled, peering between us before he slid in deeper inside me.
“What the hell?” I demanded, but Kieran shook his dark head, withdrawing from the cradle of my body, and I blinked to clear the fog in my brain, unable to do anything more.
Kieran grabbed my legs, lifting them as he descended on my naked pussy. His tongue glided from one end to the other, and then latched onto my clit, his fingers entering me once more.
Stars exploded in my vision, and everything started shaking around me. My spine arched off of the desk, chasing his hungry mouth as he sucked and licked my pussy while holding me in an endless, earth-shattering orgasm.
He pulled away, watching my body convulse before stepping back to stare at my naked sex with regret.
“That fucking heartless, selfish prick,” he snorted. “I seriously want to murder Xavier for not letting us finish first. You wouldn’t mind him returning to the grave, would you?”
“Kieran!” I hissed, sitting up, uncaring that aftershocks rushed through me.
“Is this going to complicate things between us? I really hope not,” he stated, continuing to stare at my swollen sex.
“Tell me that wasn’t my father, asshole,” I spat between my teeth. Pounding sounded at the door, and I turned, shaking at the prospect that Xavier could be alive. “That was my dad,” I whispered, hope flaring within me.
Kieran nodded his head, pulling his pants over his erect cock. Exhaling slowly, he brushed his fingers through his hair, lifting his turbulent eyes to mine.
“Your entire world is about to be destroyed. I advise you to take a moment and enjoy this time,” he offered softly, retrieving his shirt off the floor where we’d tossed it in our rush to fuck.
“Did you know he was alive?” I asked carefully, my tone turning angry while he pulled his shirt on and stared at me. “Of course you knew.” I swallowed past the lump growing in my throat.
“That’s his story to tell you, Sunshine. Not mine,” he muttered. “I do hope you forgive me soon. I crave the feel of you against me, woman. I’m not a patient man.” Kieran walked into the hallway and paused before closing the door. “Try to keep an open mind about what is happening here. Join us in the common rooms when you’re—ready.” I shook my head, uncertain what was taking place.
My father wasn’t dead. But I’d seen his body! I saw him in the courtyard, in full fae form! How could he be here, in this psychopath’s home? I blinked past the emotion, wiping my tears as I looked around for my panties. Grabbing them from the floor, I pulled them on and opened the door. Ender waited for me, his eyes lowering to my blouse.
“I suggest you cover that sparkly titty before proceeding to the den, Xariana,” he teased, forcing my attention to where my camisole was still pushed down.
I tugged the top up, righting the shoulder straps, as I headed to the sounds of raised voices in a heated argument. Stepping forward, I paused the moment I entered the doorway.
“You were supposed to fucking watch my daughter from a distance! Nowhere in this agreement were you to fuck her, Knight! I said to keep her fucking safe and make sure she didn’t do anything stupid. I asked you to monitor Xariana so that she stayed out of the way of what we were trying to accomplish. You had one fucking job!”
“You failed to consider the fact that we’re both fae, and she’s primal, Anderson. I didn’t start this shit. She did. Your daughter projected her image into my fucking house. Do you think I didn’t try to ignore her? Xariana is beautiful and all woman.”