𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔

Chapter |27| Letting The Cat Out Of The Bag

K I A R A ' S P.O.V

"You know you snore whilst you sleep?" I swatted his hand away from my face, and groaned as I turned around to face him.

I peeked my eyes open, only to see him watching me intently. I blushed under his fierce gaze, quickly realising that I was completely naked underneath the covers.

"Don't get shy on me now Princess, not after I gave you ten orgasms with just my tongue."

"Ten? More like five." I sassed back, despite knowing he easily gave me more than five.

Fuck, I had lost count after almost passing out during the fourth.

In one swift move, he was on top of me. His large body pressed against mine, and his face mere inches away from me. I could feel his morning glory, poking me through his grey joggers.

"Shall we go again?" I gasped as he lowered his head, pressing his lips against my cheek. "I'll gladly give you another ten orgasms if it proves I'm right."

I shivered, the ability to speak slipping away from me. "I need an answer Princess."

Grabbing the hard steel, he was hiding in his pants, I grinned. "I think you know my answer." I rubbed him slowly, yet my grip was tight.

Last night, he hadn't let me touch him once. Every-time I tried, he pinned my hands above my head and went down on me again, causing me to forget my mission.

This time though, I wanted him inside my mouth and inside me. I was in desperate need for a hard fucking, and he was just the man to give it to me.

"You're playing a dangerous game Princess." Grazing his earlobe with my teeth, I smirked.

"I know." My hands moved faster, pulling back the band of his joggers, only to snap them back. He hissed, momentarily distracted, and giving me enough time to switch our positions.

Once I was on top, I pinned his hands besides his hands, letting my own slide up his wrist to entangle our fingers. The sheets had fallen to my waist, exposing my bare breasts to the beast himself. And fuck, did he look hungry.

Capturing my nipple with his mouth, he sucked on it, gently biting down and causing me to groan. The pleasure was so good I had almost forgotten my mission again, I said almost.

Pulling back, I trailed my hands down his chest, tracing the contours of his abs with such a fascination I didn't even realise that his hands had made their way onto my waist.
There was black ink up his arms but not as much as Tristan's, yet one stood out to me.

On his collarbone was some writing, in Greek probably since Aaron's mother was from Greece. My thumb brushed over the words, as my eyes examined every curve of the scripture.

"What does it say?" There was a sudden change in Aaron, yet he tried his best to not let it show.

"The stars are falling, as am I." I wanted to know more, I wanted to hear more but his tone made it seem as though the topic was one that he didn't like to discuss, and the last thing I wanted was to make it upset.

I would find out more another day, for now though...I wanted him.

Bending down, I kissed him softly, all thoughts slowly slipping away except one.