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He stretches them wider with a smirk on his mouth as his eyes drop all the way down my body before coming back up to meet mine again. I hate the way he makes me feel. How can someone hold so much power without physically holding any? The chemistry between us seems to only get hotter and hotter the more time we spend around each other, whether we like or want it.
“Nonstop” by Drake starts playing loudly. Killian’s tongue slides out and dampens his bottom lip.
He curls his finger.
I fight it, ignoring him and turning around to face Kenan who’s watching me carefully from the other side. Kenan and I are completely platonic. We talk a lot of shit, or he does, but we both know nothing would ever happen between us because we mean too much to one another.
I spin back around. Killian gestures to his lap. Now, he mouths. A harsh dose of adrenaline takes over me and before I can stop myself, I find my feet going straight to where he is.
Once I’m within arm’s reach, his hands squeeze around the backs of my thighs and he yanks me down onto his lap so I’m straddling him.
His hand comes to the back of my neck and he shoves my face down, my lips barely touching his. He groans, smirking. “Hmmm, kinda want to punish you right now.”
Heat rushes through me, and like a crack addict, I absorb every single drop of it. “Why?” I ask, though my mouth feels like it’s moving slowly.
He leans forward and sucks my bottom lip between his teeth. “Because you’ve been a pain in my fucking ass, and now I sort of want to make yours hurt.” He pushes up from where he was sitting, taking my hand in his.
With his other hand, he downs the rest of his drink and then tosses his cup to the ground, reaching into my pocket to grab my smokes and Zippo. He lights one and puts them into his pocket, before dragging us behind Val’s RV.
It’s strange, because even though we’re only behind the RV and everyone is right there, it feels like it’s far enough away. I can hear the song “STARGAZING” by Travis Scott playing loudly just as he slams me up against the bus with one hand latched around my throat.
“Do you want Kaizer?” And there it is.
“What?” I breathe out, or attempt to.
Killian tilts his head, studying me as if I’m a science project. Some freak that he’s captured and attempting to decipher. There’s something frightening about being manhandled by a killer. The very hands that make me come are the same that end lives. But then there’s the power that comes with it, because he hasn’t hurt me.
“Killian…” I tap his hand and just when I think he’s not going to release any air, he slightly loosens his grip.
Pushing the smoke between his teeth, he hisses, baring his teeth and I swear if it didn’t put the fear of God in me, I would orgasm by the animalistic sound that vibrates out of him. He smirks, but his eyes remain feral as he wraps my hair around his fist, spi
“Arch your back, Little Dragon…”
I do, leaning over more. I’ve become accustomed to how Killian fucks.
He has such a violent grip on my neck and hair that I didn’t expect him to be so gentle when I feel the palm of his hand run up the inside of my thigh.
My eyes close.
“You’re a fucking dirty bitch just like me.” His fingers dip into my panties from the back, and I clench around his invasion.
“Take your jeans off.” He releases me, flicking his smoke to the side, as I unbutton my jeans and they drop to my ankles, along with my panties.
His hand comes back to my neck, and he bends me forward as his other hand comes to my mouth. “Spit.”
I try, but because of all the weed, I’m dry.
“Open your mouth.”
I do, and his fingers go down my throat, reaching for my tonsils. I gag, spitting on his hands.
“Good girl.”
He brings his hand to my pussy from behind and I groan at the slick touch of him. He rubs me back and forth slowly, his finger pressing against my clit with every thrust before it disappears and the tip of his cock presses against my opening. He slams into me roughly and I scream out, my back arching and my hair flipping back. Heat flushes through me, sweat beading on my forehead.
“Shit.” His cock touches the tip of my cervix every single time, and I cry out as tears pour down my cheeks.
He pulls out just before I feel myself start the climb.
“Kaiz,” he calls out, and my eyes flash up in a panic, everything south turning down a notch.
My heart thunders in my chest as Kaizer comes forward out of the shadows, a smirk on his mouth and a bottle of whiskey hanging from his two fingers. He’s wearing a white shirt and blue jeans with Nike high tops on his feet.
“You still wa
“What’s the game?” I examine Kaizer.
“The game is truth or dare.”
I gulp. “Doesn’t look like any truth or dare that I’ve ever played…”
“That’s because it’s not,” he answers, just as his hand comes back to my pussy. “So, truth or dare?”
I think over his words, while trying to settle my body from falling for his touch.
“Truth!” I don’t want to do dare just in case he dares me to do something I don’t want to do.
His touch becomes frantic as his cock presses against my opening again. “Is it true that you want to fuck Kaizer?” Killian asks as he reenters me. I whimper against him, bending over even farther.
I don’t answer.
He goes deeper, thrusting inside of me relentlessly until I’m crying out in pain but moaning in pleasure. “True?” he asks. “If you say yes, Saskia, I’ll have Kaizer fuck you right here and now and I won’t give a fuck about it, but this would be the only time that you will be allowed. Do you understand?” No, I didn’t, because people fucked who they wanted for the final act. But I nodded, because he was terrifying right now.
“I understand,” I breathe out, slowly pressing myself against him and not caring that Kaizer is watching the whole thing.
Killian slams into me. “So do you want to fuck him?”
I shake my head. “No!” I cry out as he slams into me forcefully. Not fast. Just hard.
“Then stay the fuck off his dick.” His hand grips my hip as his other yanks on my hair, forcing my head back. I scream out when he pounds into me.
“Aw, come on, cuz, come cover her mouth…” Killian calls to Kaizer.
“With my dick?” Kaizer jokes, coming closer.
I freeze, stilling beneath Killian’s grasp.
It was small, but Killian’s thumb circles over my hipbone, and I don’t know if that was his way of reassuring me that he’d never let that happen and that he was just being exactly who he was, a fucking trickster, or if I was reading too much into it, but the motion went straight to my heart.
“Bring it anywhere near her and I’ll fucking cut it off.”
Kaizer chuckles, bringing the rim of his bottle to his mouth. “Damn, well, that’s new.”
Killian pushes into me harshly again and picks up the pace. With every thrust, my cervix shakes and screams, the life being torn out of me.
“Little Dragon, he’s go
I nod, just as my core tenses.
Kaizer’s hand comes to my mouth to shut me up as Killian continues to drive into me from behind. Within seconds, I can’t take the onslaught of pleasure anymore. My muscles lock up, my legs liquify and turn to jelly as I groan, biting down on Kaizer’s palm.