KIERA'S POV
He dumped her on his bed. He stood still, chest barely heaving despite bearing her weight all the way here.
His eyes blazed with lust, and a glint of fury. Kiera smirked, fire spreading down her legs. Rough and hard. Just the way she wanted.
Holding his simmering gaze, she gripped the hem of her shirt and pulled it off her head.
With fluidic motion, she unhooked the clasps of her lace bra. Her breasts seemed to burst out, nipples hard as pebbles.
She smiled when his eyes zeroed in on them. "Like what you see, big wolf?"
He thrummed with barely contained energy, but stood still. "Take it off. All of it."
"A striptease. Don't know if I want to play. After all, it's a challenge."
All the same, she slipped a hand through the waistband of her trousers. It fit her like a glove, accentuating the subtle curves of her hips and toned muscles of her long legs.
It came off with a pop. A slim red lingerie left nothing to the imagination.
She relaxed into the bed, her eyes watching him, urging him to fall. To loose control because of her.
She licked her lips. "Think you can actually fuck me till I beg for mercy?"
Tyler approached the bed. "Spread."
Kiera obeyed, stretching her legs apart. Her hips rocked, her every motion that of a seasoned dancer or swift killer. The thin fabric of the lingerie slipped between the folds of her core.
A low growl erupted from Tyler but he did not pounce. He knelt between her legs, looming over her with such intensity and heat it was almost scorching.
The sturdy muscles of his powerful arms rippled as he leaned down, bringing his face level with hers.
His scent enveloped her like a fog, woodsy and wild, clean yet wrecking havoc to her thoughts.
Voice husky and deep with desire, he promised. "You'll do more than beg."
His lips smashed into hers. The kiss bruising and hungry. Tingles crackled over her body when he settled his weight on her. All sizzling hotness of him crowding over her.
She gasped when he pulled away. Purred when his lips trailed down her neck to lick the nipple of her right breast. A strong hand squeezed the nub of the other, drawing out a cry of pleasurable pain from her.
He clamped his teeth, his breath hot as he sucked. She wiggled under him, sensations firing beyond her control. By the time he paid the same courtesy to the other nipple, she was a writhing mess.
He kissed the centre of her flat stomach, tongue dipping into the hole of her bellybutton.
Her hips rose. Tyler used the opening to snap off the flimsy material there.
And she was open. Bare before him.
His head wandered lower, down to the centre of her thighs. His nose dipped to sniff her.
"You smell heavenly."
Electric sparks flaring from her core, she watched him in anticipation. He would stick his tongue into her and use those luscious lips to send her over the edge.
Tyler had other plans in mind.
He took a deep inhale of her wetness before pulling away.
Kiera suppressed her frustration. She was in control here, not him.
He unbuttoned his shirt with his eyes pinned on her. If gods were to walk among men, then they would look like Tyler. Carved by an artistic hand for sex and carnal thoughts.
A dragon tattoo snaked down the muscles of his chest, wings unfurling at the side of his granite abs, tail mingling with the speckles of hair beneath his navel and around his trim waist.
No ounce of fat on him. Just rippling muscle honed to marble perfection.
His trousers followed suit. And he stood before her, unbelievable in masculinity and grace, powerful.
She couldn't help a moan of need at the sight of his cock. Long and incredibly thick, it matched everything Tyler. Boundless. Bold.
He crawled into the bed, gripped her ankles, and yanked her close.
He was on her before she could draw another breath, lips marking hers in a mind-blowing kiss. His throbbing thickness stabbed into her stomach.
The foreplay ended just as abruptly.
He lifted from her.
She purred. "Ready to prove me wrong, big wolf?"
In no mood for teasing, he grabbed her hips and aligned the bulbous head of his cock with her folds.
Anticipation almost sent her mad. But she didn't have to wait long.
He entered her in one sharp stroke. Though they'd had sex on and off for years, she never got used to the sheer size of him. Despite her wetness, pain streaked from her core, blinding her eyes with sparks.
She gasped, gripping his upperarms for leverage as he pounded into her. His hips pistoning, cock digging into her with such force she felt something within her giving way.
His burning eyes was all she could see. His enrapturing scent her breath. Heat and power thrummed through his body as he thrust. The bed shook under them as he drove into her.
The walls of her core flourished with a fine mixture of pain and pleasure from the otherworldly intrusion.
The room filled up with the aroma of sex. The slap of skin against skin seemed to echoe everywhere. Her moans mingled with it all.
His grip around her waist was bruising as he pounded into her without remorse, his pace brutal.
Her lower back ached as unbearable sensations fired through her in waves of heat and flames. "Tyler…"
Her vision darkened as the pleasure reached its peak. Her walls clenched around his thickness, clamping around him like a muscled vice as she came.
That spurred him on.
He pulled out of her, drops of liquid spurting from her. He easily flipped her onto her stomach, plopped her up on her knees and drove into her deep.
Kiera cried out, body trembling as he rammed into her. From this new angle he seemed deeper than ever, spearing through her core still sensitive from her climax.
Wrapping her hair in his fist, he yanked her head back to deliver a bruising kiss to her lips. His teeth clamped down between the crook of her neck, tongue lapping her skin.
She fell apart again. It gushed through her in scorching waves, her body spasming uncontrollably. The moistness of her release gave swiftness to his unrelenting pace.
Tyler paused for nothing. He released her hair and shoved her chest into the mattress, allowing himself an even deeper angle.
His arms wrapped around her chest, caging her within his unyielding strength as he lifted her off the bed entirely. His thighs holding her weight, he powered on. Fast. Brutal.
Kiera cried out, all of her nerves pooling to her abused core. The climax left her breathless and weak from ripples upon ripples of fireworks.
Her body quivered, visibly pulsing. "Tyler…please…"
She felt the rumble of a growl spread through his chest. His heat overwhelmed her.
His body shuddered. His hardness expanded impossibly within her, breaking another cry from her. She clenched around him yet again as he came.
Vibrations rocked her core as he fell apart, his release spurting from him in unending waves. His hold on her would've smothered a mere human.
When he finally let go, she collapsed into the bed, vision dark and strength spent.
Even in her daze, She felt his breath close to her right ear as he whispered. "You begged. Now you'll scream."
Excitement coarsed through her.
Despite what he assumed, she controlled him.