KAEL
I was still reeling, breath sawing in and out of my chest, my head swung back against the headboard like she'd just gutted me. My cock twitched against my stomach, softening, but my body was still buzzing, every muscle strung tight with the wreck she'd made of me.
And then she laughed. Quiet, smug, teasing.
"Struggling so hard not to wake up the whole neighborhood," she whispered, kissing the corner of my mouth. "I wonder what they'd think if they saw the great Kael Roman like this."
Something inside me snapped at the sound of it. My head turned, my eyes narrowing on her flushed face. "Oh?" My voice came out hoarse, broken from holding back. "You want to talk about noise?" I grabbed her chin, forcing her eyes on me, my lips brushing hers with a low growl. "Funny. I wonder who moans the loudest when she's being stretched open."
Her eyes widened, the blush racing down her neck, but before she could spit back something sharp, I was already moving.
