Kael didn't move at first. He just held me there, fully impaled, my walls stretched around every inch of him, throbbing and fluttering like my body was begging him to ruin me.
His hands spread wide over my ass, kneading me like I was his to mold, his green eyes locked on my face with that terrifying calm he wore when he was anything but calm.
I tried to move, desperate for friction, but his grip pinned me to him.
"Greedy aren't you?" he rasped, his voice scraping the edges of my sanity. "You're gonna sit still until I let you move."
The bastard.
He started moving me himself, slow, torturous, rolling his hips up while dragging me down, grinding me over his cock like he had all night to savor me.
Every thrust punched a moan out of me, my thighs shaking, my body melting as his jaw clenched, his own breath coming ragged while he controlled every inch of me.
"Kael…" My voice broke, my nails digging into his shoulders as my head fell forward.
