The beast and the blessed novel by Ashley Breanne novel Chapter 91

Ninety-One: Natalie

Natalie's P.O.V.

The heat radiating from his body increased as I pressed myself against him beneath the blanket. His arm wrapped around my lower back, pulling me closer as I took his lips. The way he responded was so pure, so instant... so delicious.

His hips pressed into mine, and I smiled against his lips when I felt he was already hard and ready for me. He groaned as I flicked my tongue out and gently touched the tip of his.

My hand slid along his firm chest, grabbing his muscular shoulders as I pushed myself up, forcing him to roll onto his back. His hold on me tightened, taking me with him as he moved.

Killian's hands slid under my shirt, resting on the bare skin of my waist as the blanket fell from my back. The night's cold air made me shiver, and I pressed myself closer to Killian as I kissed him deeper.

He groaned when I adjusted my hips to have his hard length between the lips of my pussy as I ground against him. The noise sent a rush of pleasure through me, and I felt myself growing wetter. Hearing him moan and groan beneath me always made sex with him more enjoyable. I loved when he was vocal about what he liked.

His eyes glowed a bright red when he opened them and took my breath away. "I believe I still owe you an apology, my mate."

I pushed myself up, lifting my arms as he pulled my shirt over my head. My eyebrows pressed together as I stared down at him with confusion. He had already apologized for what he had said. I couldn't think of anything else he may feel guilt or remorse for.

"You don't owe me an apology, Killian. I promise. What was said was already forgiven. It wasn't even you saying it." I smirked when I saw his eyes drawn down to my bare breasts, and I reached up and cupped them, hiding them from his view. "Ah, uh! Eyes up on my face if you want to talk. Eyes down here if you want to play."

A low, guttural growl filled the room, and I licked my lips as a shot of pleasure pulsed through my core. "You are mistaken, my love. I said I needed to apologize. I never said we needed to speak for me to do so."

I gasped as he flipped me until he was on top, the cold metal of the pendant around his neck brushing my chest as he ripped my shorts from my body.

"You see. What I said may have been forgiven, but it was not forgotten. So, I am going to spend as long as it takes to make you forget everything besides my name."

My toes curled into the bed as he kicked off his boxers, leaving us both naked. I knew I was teasing and challenging him, but I enjoyed it. "And how do you plan to do that?"

He grinned at me in a way I had never seen before. It was heart-stopping. He looked so carefree and excited.

I let out a deep breath, my chest caving in as he made his way down my body, stopping at my breasts to take my nipple into the warmth of his mouth. "I think I will wear a purple dress to our next ball."

The sharp pain of Killian's teeth against my nipple made me giggle as I knew he was warning me just as I pushed him. I cried out from the pain and pleasure of the nibble, arching my back up to be closer to him.

He moved down my stomach, stopping to kiss and lick just above my belly button. My body relaxed again as I let out a sigh of pleasure. "Maybe I'll wear my hair down, so it would need to be an open back."

Killian looked up at me, seeming to enjoy the way I was teasing him as he reached down and lightly smacked my pussy. My eyes widened as I tried to jump from the bed in surprise, but he held me down. There was a light sting between my legs, but the pleasure that shot through me had my hands flying to his shoulders.

"What were you saying, my love?" Killian whispered against the skin of my hip before moving between my legs. His mouth closed over my clit as he began to roughly suck and lick it. "You're so fucking wet for me."

His moan of approval only made me want him more, and my hands moved to lace through his hair as his fingers danced in the wetness around my opening.

His head of dark brown hair between my legs was a sight to behold. I stared down the valley of my breasts, enjoying how he was moaning as he pressed his face further against me with one arm wrapped under my thigh until his hand rested over my stomach.

My orgasm was building closer with every stroke of his tongue, and I closed my eyes as my head fell back against the pillow. "Maybe I'll wear a pair of silver heels with it."

My eyes shot open as he thrust two fingers into me, curling them to immediately find my g-spot. He pulled a loud moan out of me as my walls tightened around his fingers.

"Fuck, Killian!" I cried out as he pumped in and out of my wetness as his mouth ravaged my clit.

"Good girl. That's better," He gloated. But his response sent me over the edge. I gripped his hair tighter as I came on his fingers, staring down into his red eyes.