CHAPTER NINETY–THREE
LIANA’S POV
He bent down and shoved his face between my thighs like he was starved for me, and the moment I felt his tongue touch my pussy, I gasped so loud my back hit the cold tiled wall.
“Killian! Fuck!” I moaned, voice echoing through the steamy bathroom like a curse. His tongue moved slowly at first, circling my clit in lazy, hungry swirls, and then he groaned against me like he was drinking me in, the sound vibrating through me and making my entire body jerk.
“Oh my God… fuck–yes, yes, right there–Killian!” I cried, my fingers digging into his hair, yanking him closer, shoving his face harder between my legs.
His tongue was relentless. Deep, slow licks from my entrance to my clit, then back again, and again, and again. He was sucking me like he wanted to eat me alive, his mouth wet and messy, his hands bruising into my thighs as he kept them wide open, like he owned me. My legs were already trembling, my pussy drenched, my mind completely blank except for the pleasure pounding through me like a drug.
“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Fuck, Killian… your tongue…” I whimpered, grinding against his mouth now, desperate, filthy, soaking.
He growled again, louder this time, and sucked harder, noisier, nastier. He wasn’t just eating me out. He was feasting. Like I was his last goddamn meal.
The pressure built fast, hot and unbearable.
“I’m gonna cum–fuck–I’m cumming!” I screamed.
My body snapped. I came hard, hips bucking against his face, my pussy spasming around nothing, leaking into his mouth, and he just kept going. He didn’t fucking stop. He licked up everything, every wave, every drop, like he couldn’t get enough.
“Killian–please–stop–I can’t—it’s too much” I whimpered, half–sobbing, my legs shaking uncontrollably.
“Too much?” he rasped, lifting his head, face glistening, eyes wild. “Good.”
Then he dove back in.
“Ahh–fuck! Killian!” I shrieked as his tongue pushed inside me, fucking me now, his lips wrapped around my clit, sucking, flicking, devouring. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t speak. I came again. Harder. Wetter. My whole body jerking and convulsing against the wall. And just when I thought he’d stop, he made me cum again.
I couldn’t even scream anymore. My voice was gone. My thighs were drenched. My skin was burning. I was a mess.
Finally… finally, he pulled back, eyes glazed, lips swollen, mouth and chin soaked in my cum. He stood slowly, towering over me, and then he kissed me. With my cum still on his tongue.
I moaned into his mouth like a fucking whore, grabbing at his shoulders, dragging him closer.
“I want you,” he whispered against my lips. “I need to be inside you. Now.”
“Then fucking take me,” I whispered, breathless, already wrapping my legs around his waist.
He didn’t hesitate. He grabbed my ass, lifted me like I was weightless, slammed me against the wall, and shoved his cock inside me in one brutal, delicious, deep–ass thrust.
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“AH! FUCK!” I screamed, arching into him, my nails clawing into his back.
His cock filled me so deep, stretching me wide, hitting every broken spot inside me that was already aching for him. He didn’t wait. He started thrusting hard, fast, each stroke brutal, relentless.
“You feel that?” he growled, pounding into me. “You feel how fucking tight you are? This pussy belongs to me.”
“All yours,” I moaned. “All fucking yours. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop!”
“Oh, I’m not stopping,” he grunted. “You begged for this. You’re gonna take every inch.”
“Yes! Killian, fuck–fuck me harder!”
He slammed into me, so deep I thought I’d lose my damn mind.
“You like it when I ruin you like this?”
“Yes! Ruin me! Fucking ruin me!”
Our moans were loud, animalistic, filthy. The slap of his hips hitting mine echoed off the walls. My back was slammed into the tiles. His hands were everywhere, my thighs, my waist, my ass, my throat. He didn’t hold back. He couldn’t hold back.
He bent his head, biting my neck, sucking it like he wanted to mark me inside and out. I came again, crying his name as I spasmed around his cock.
“I can’t–Killian–fuck–I’m gonna cum again-”
“Cum for me,” he growled. “I want to feel you break.”
And I did. My orgasm tore through me like lightning, violent and raw and messy. He cursed under his breath, his thrusts getting even rougher.
His hand wrapped around my throat, his eyes locked on mine as he pounded into me. “You love it when I fuck you like this, huh?”
“Yes,” I gasped. “Yes–fuck–yes!”
“You want more?”
“Yes! Harder–deeper–please–Killian, I need it—”
He slammed into me so hard I choked on my moan.
“Take it, baby. Fucking take it.”
“I’m yours. I’m all fucking yours-”
“Say it again.”
“I’m yours!”
“I fucking love you,” he growled into my mouth, then kissed me like he was drowning.
His hips jerked. His breathing got ragged. “Fuck–I’m close–fuck, Liana–I’m gonna cum-”
“Inside me,” I moaned. “Cum inside me, Killian. Fill me up. Please!”
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One more brutal thrust, and he came with a loud, guttural moan, burying himself deep and staying there, shaking
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against me as I held him tight.
We didn’t move.
We just stood there. Breathing. Sweaty. Wrecked. Wrapped around each other like we couldn’t let go.
His forehead pressed to mine.
“I love you so fucking much,” he whispered.
“I love you more,” I breathed. “You destroy me.”
“I’ll keep destroying you,” he smirked. “Every night.”
He started moving again.
“Killian!” I whined, laughing and moaning at once.
“Oh, we’re not done,” he grinned. “Not even close.”
He fucked me again, slower this time, deeper, more sensual but still filthy. I lost count of how many times I came. My whole body went limp. My thighs were numb. I couldn’t feel my toes. I didn’t care.
Until…
“Fuck!” I gasped, my eyes wide.
Killian froze. “What?”
My head whipped toward the door. “The council!”
His eyes widened too. “Shit.”
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