Marabella
Kyan growls, pushing off the wall behind him and standing, forcing me to grip his shoulders or fall off his lap. I wrap my legs around his waist tightly. He is now carrying me, and I can feel his chiseled hard body against my core. The crunch of broken glass under his feet makes me cringe, but he seems unbothered. Thankfully, the alarms sounding outside have stopped, yet I can hear it is chaos downstairs, but my only focus is on the sexy god of a man carrying me in his strong arms.
He nips at my neck, his hand squeezing my ass, sending ripples of pleasure through me, and I feel my pussy clench. He moves toward the bed, which is covered in glass from the explosion. He grips the blanket, ripping it off and flinging it away, and tossing me on the bed, making me bounce. A shrill shriek leaves my lips at the sudden motion of falling, and I land on the bed on my back, my breasts bouncing with the impact. Kyan’s eyes roam over them, earning an approving growl from him.
Kyan stands at the end of the bed, and my heartbeat quickens at the look he gives me. Those dark eyes filled with carnal lust, and a seductive smile tugging at his lips. His eyes flicker dangerously, making me gulp when he leans over, gripping my underwear. He places a kiss above my knee. He drags his teeth down my leg a little, then his canines bite into my soft flesh, making me hiss as he slides my underwear down my legs.
I wait for him to toss my underwear aside, but he doesn’t. Instead, he twirls them around his finger, giving me a flirty smile, one eyebrow raised.
“You don’t think he was being serious about punishing us, right?” I ask Kora, not liking the mischievous glint in his eyes.
“I don’t know, but glad it’s your ass and not mine,” Kora howls when I feel his fingers wrap around my ankles.
Oh, shit! My eyes widen as I’m ripped toward the edge of the bed. Kyan grips the front of my shirt, tearing it down the middle, ripping the front of the shirt clean open, the action makes me gasp. He grabs my hips and flips me onto my stomach in one swift movement, causing me to shriek.
“I’m out,” Kora purrs, leaving me, the bitch. Kyan tugs the rest of the shirt away and gets rid of it. I feel the heat of his hard chest seep into my back as he leans over me. The feel of his large muscular body against mine, sends another jolt of pleasure through me. God, this feels good, I have to suppress a moan.
“You don’t look so sure of yourself now,” Kyan chuckles, as he runs his nose across my jaw to my ear, his breath fanning my neck, making me shiver. I close my eyes, savoring the moment. It feels surreal that there is no more doubt, no more fear about being rejected, no more unresolved feelings. We are finally one. But I’m pulled from my thoughts when I feel him grip my wrist.
The bed dips between my legs where he places his knee, sparks rush between my legs when his knee brushes against my bare pussy, setting my body ablaze with arousal. He sits up before gripping my other wrist. He jerks my arms behind my back. The slight roughness makes me gasp, but I somehow like it too.
I roll on my side, his knee between my legs, preventing me from turning fully over, and his hand grips both wrists. I look into his eyes while he is manhandling me with a cocky smirk on his face. “You do know destroying the hotel wasn’t my intention?” I ask him.
“I’m not punishing you,” Kyan laughs, winking at me, and dammit, that small gesture has my stomach doing flips. “Unless you want me to,” Kyan purrs, leaning down and brushing his lips against mine. Oh fuck, yes, I want anything and everything!
“Say no!” Kora hisses in my head.
Kyan bites my bottom lip, tugging at it and making me moan. That’s it. Oh god, I want more. My wrists are still trapped in his hand behind my back, and I try to wiggle them free of his tight grip.
“But I will let you go if you want me to,” Kyan says against my lips, his voice low and sexy, and I snort.
“Pfft, your so-called punishments don’t scare me,” I tell him confidently, even adding a little sass, and he smiles darkly.
“You idiot!! Have you seen the size of that man’s hand?” Kora growls in my head. Why is she being such a scaredy-cat today?
“What? I have seen ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’,” I tell her.
“Yeah, a movie, Marabella. A movie! You know, with an actress making that shit look fun. He isn’t really hurting her. I hope you know what you are getting yourself into,” Kora laughs. I roll my eyes at her internally. Whatever, can’t be that bad, right?
“Can’t be that bad. Who doesn’t like getting their hair pulled? Besides, Kyan won’t hurt me,” I tell her. A giggle escapes me as she puts her paws over her eyes and shakes her head.
Kyan grips my chin, tilting my face up, as his eyes search mine, amusement clear on his face.
“Something funny?” he asks.
“Oh, just waiting for this … punishment,” I chuckle, winking at him.
“Oh, is that right?” Kyan growls, pressing his erection against my ass. His cock slides between my cheeks. “Ah!” I moan, unable to stop my reaction to his massive cock sliding between my ass cheeks.
“Is this what you want?” Kyan purrs as his hand slides down to my neck as he grips my throat and squeezes. “I wasn’t going to punish, but maybe I should now, seeing your reaction?” he growls sexily, and I can hear that he is trying to suppress laughing. I purse my lips, thinking.
“Don’t do it! That man got the devil in his eye. We have seen him clean a bathroom with a toothbrush. Who has the patience for that? There is something not right upstairs in the psycho lobe of the brain,” Kora growls at me. I roll my eyes at her, silly wolf.
“Let’s see what you got then,” I taunt for Kora’s sake as she shakes her head.
“Are you sure you know what you’re asking for, Marabella? I haven’t even told you what I’m going to do?” he challenges and sits back up. I try to sit up, but he shoves me back onto my stomach.
“Pretty sure you’re tying my hands behind my back. Maybe with my panties?” I try to guess. I can’t deny the mess of butterflies in my stomach, or how sexy he looks as he hovers over me. Kyan smirks, dangling them next to my face.
“These ones?” he asks before laughing. I try to tilt my head to see what he is doing when I feel him slip them over my wrists.
“Kyan!” I gasp.