(Katerina's POV)I could hear Kol's breath coming in more quickly, deeper in his chest and I knew he was close to being out of control. But I wanted this moment to last ... I needed to savor it. Sliding my tongue across his parted lips, I captured his lower one into my mouth, sucking it deep in a smooth, pulsing motion, giving him a hint of what I was about to do just a little lower down.I felt his fingers dig into my hips as his cock pulsed against my belly. It wouldn't be long.Inching down his body in such a slow motion so that he could feel my entire form pressed intimately against his, his lip slipped out of my mouth with a satisfying {pop}and I heard him groan. My fingers slid down his well-muscled chest, my nails scoring his flesh as further down I went.I managed to go teasingly slow, the muscles in my legs screaming at me to go ahead and kneel but I wanted him to enjoy the savoring moment I was having exploring his body as I descended. My tongue lapped at his flesh, swirling
(Annabel POV)It was a Saturday morning. I stood in the shadows a moment, watching Kaden prepare for the busy day ahead. For some reason I was up earlier than usual. A soft smile creased the curve of my lips as I tiptoed up to him, slipping in behind him in a silent surprise as my voice whispered into his ear ... "Good morning, Master."He must have heard my approach or sensed my presence because suddenly I felt his strong hands grab hold of me and pull me quickly before him, throwing me to the ground upon his furs. His body was suddenly on mine, pressing me into the ground and the softness of his furs as he kissed me soundly, and the rumble of his voice surprising me almost as much as the kiss. "Morning girl," he replied with a grin.My reflexive gasp at being grabbed unexpectedly was followed by low moans as I reached out to pull him close, arms and legs tangling with his. I drank deeply of his kiss before a wicked grin slipped out over my parted lips. "Well now," I said, "that's w
(Katerina's POV)The bathroom is abandoned, and I head downstairs, then something seizes my attention to be drawn to the living room. My eyes catches the sight of the love of my life, sitting on the couch, wearing nothing but his black boxer briefs that give a stunning view of his crotch. The morning light pouring in from the vast windows sets his skin, illuminating his body gloriously well, and my breath hitches.In his hand, he has a bowl of ice cream, and he licks his spoon right in front of me in the hottest manner possible, his tongue grazing his lips after. Shocks of desire immediately race to my core, and I'm instantly wet from the hot sight in front of me."How's the ice cream?" I ask with a smile.He smirks. "Mmm, why don't you come over here and have a taste, sweetheart?"I chuckle softly, and take up his offer, approaching him closer. He scoops up some of the ice cream with the spoon, and he brings it to my mouth, my lips parting to welcome it. Then, I taste the sweet flavo
(Annabel POV)I sensed him approach before I actually heard him enter the bathroom and glanced up from my place near the faucets, reaching to turn off the water simultaneously with his entrance, a soft beguiling smile lifted up towards him. He looked exhausted ... stressed and I knew tonight would do him some much needed good. He approached and even though a part of me knew that I should wait for his command, another part of me knew he just needed me to do what I had been trained to do: take care of him.I was at his feet in an instant, gently lifting one foot and the then the other to remove his socks and shoes as he balanced himself by placing a strong hand on my head, his fingers reflexively toying with the long strands of honeyed auburn that he loved so much. Setting aside his shoes, I bent low to press a soft kiss to the top of each foot before lifting up on knees as my fingers quickly worked with the buttons on his jeans, glancing up at him with a sultry wanton smile as I began
(Annabel POV)It was one of those nights where we had been curled up on the bed together; Kaden was stretched out with his head laying against the arm and I was laying on top of him and slightly to the side with my head resting on his chest. The television was on with an old movie that we were half paying attention to. But honestly, all I could really remember was the feeling of his fingers toying in my hair and the completeness I felt laying in his arms.When he started nibbling on my neck, I couldn't help but giggle and wiggle against him right up until he whispered for me to go get a stick of butter from the refrigerator. I laughed and glanced up at him from where I was laying in his arms, knowing my eyes must have been full of unspoken questions."Butter?" I wasn't sure I had heard him correctly. But all he did was nod silently and release me.There was a myriad of questions that popped instantly into my mind: Does he eat butter raw? Is he going to rub it all over me and lick it o
His commands came softly but firmly and I obeyed even as I fought the urge to cry. I couldn't help the nervous tears that stung at my eyes as I put my face into the pillow and raised my ass higher, shifting reflexively at his demands. I tried to remember to simply breathe as a shiver ran down my spine.The prickly fingers of apprehension continued to slide over me but even so, I trusted him completely. Even when he commanded me to open my own ass for his amusement, I still trusted him. I had to turn my face some so that I could draw in deep breaths to try and calm my nerves.Still, a single low word spilled softly from my lips, "Master ..." The word was hesitant because I wanted to beg him not to do I could hear the lust in my voice, knowing that there was that part of me that wanted to experience this with him.I felt him move behind me then and my mouth dropped open in utter lust as I felt the warmth of his breath as he blew hot air over my aching cunt and then over the crack of my
(Katerina's POV)I felt him just a split second before strong arms snaked around my waist from behind. Even without turning around, I knew who it was. I could sense him ... smell him ... feel him. He was my world, My master, my mate and my husband.My fingers moved on their own accord, lifting to run slowly down his bared arms that encircled my waist ... traveling along them folded before me until my slender, dainty hands covered his rough, calloused ones.I could feel his arms tighten around me and the sense of an impending doom seemed to close in tighter and my arms, too, tightened on him. It was as if I wanted to draw him closer while I could. In that moment, I knew I had been hoping he would turn to me.My eyes closed as I felt his cheek press against my temple, the roughness of the stubble along his jaw kissing my flesh like a comforting caress. I just wanted to stand in his embrace like this forever.I'm not sure how I turned into him but I found my face buried into the crook of
(Annabel POV)His tongue darted out to tease at my cunt again, skillfully driving me over the edge of control as I moaned deeply, moving my hands to the top of his head. Curling my fingers into his dark hair, my head fell back as his soft moist lips parted. I shifted my stance, one leg flexing in an attempt to draw him closer. "Ohhh Master ... oh, please," I begged, the words spilling out as I trembled against his mouth.Before too long he stood up, licking his lips hungrily as his gaze locked with mine. He slowly smiled and simply pointed towards his desk. "Clear it off and bend over it," he commanded and I could see his eyes slowly raking over me.I had to hold on to him for a moment. My knees were suddenly weak as I felt my heartbeat quicken. Every time he changed tactics.Following the line of his pointing, my tongue draped out over my lips before I moved to carefully clear off his desk. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest as I slowly bent over it, auburn hair fanning out