King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

Chapter Three Hundred Thirty-Two

Sephie

1 sat up in front of him, smiling at him I knew he was worrieİ going to scare me if I couldn’t catch my breath again. I moved his hands out of the way so I could unzip his pants, pushing them down as far as I could I pushed him onto his back so I could pull his pants all the way off. He sat up, pulling me into his top. “This will help me keep control of myself.” he told as his fingers can lightly mer my fren, down my neck. “And I can see your eves,” he said, groaning when I tried to make them go darker Clearly that worked.

He grabbed me, pulling me against him as tight as possible. His breath caught as I pushed my hips into his. He was using mery bit of self control that be had to go slouch as he slid inside me I moaned londly, completely lost in feeling him fill me up. I looked at him as I started to move my hips against him. 1 sow a flash of surprise as he looked into my evos. “Keep looking at me,” he said, almost like it was an order. I found myself oddly turned on hit

His hands framed over my body, still igniting a fire beneath them. He couldn’t take his eyes away from mine. He was completely mesmerized by what he was seeing 1 had no idea how much my eyes being dark would captivate Mith. I could feel myself building, getting closer and closer to the edge. My breaths were fast and heavy, but I didn’t feel like I couldn’t catch my breath. I wanted more. I put my hands on his chest, pushing him down. Once he was flat on his back, 1 rolled him over so he was on top of me, my legs wrapped around him. He slammed into me hard one time, causing me to moan loudly. He waited to see how I reacted and whether I could catch my breath, then slammed into me again. I moaned again, grabbing his a ss, and pulling him into me. His thrusts became harder and faster as I felt myself inching closer to the edge.

He stayed above me, intent on watching my eyes the whole time. He was completely enchanted by whatever it was he was seeing. I felt my o*gasm start and { leaned my head back, closing my eyes for a moment. “No, don’t. Look at me. Please,” he said, almost begging. I opened my eyes again, looking at him as I felt my body explode in extreme pleasure. All my pain was gone. There was only him.

In the way that only he could, he drew my o*gasm out as long as possible, but his gaze never left my eyes. It was a new level of intensity for me, like

he was seeing all of me for the first time. I felt myself begin to come down, but just when I thought it was over, he thrust hard into me again, causing another round of pleasure. This time, I could feel him getting closer as well. He had told me before I was taken that I was able to basically share my o*gasm with him, letting him feel what I felt, which made it infinitely more intense for him. With him maintaining eye contact with me for so long, it was at a new level of intensity for me. I tried to be as open as I could, letting him feel everything I felt. No holding back. As soon as he felt another o*gasm start for me, he let go as well, exploding into his own wave of pleasure.

I reached up, holding his face in my hands and pulled him to me, kissing him gently. He rolled off me, pulling me with him so I could lay across his chest as we both worked on catching our breath. I gladly snuggled into him. His hand ran lightly over my back. “You’re amazing, Sephie,” he said. I chuckled, hugging him tightly. “Did you know what you were doing with your eyes?” he asked.

I rested my chin on his chest, so I could look at him. “I’m going to say no, since I have no idea what you’re talking about. They were just dark weren’

they?”

like the brown takes over and gets almost black. But the other two colors did it too this time. I’ve

looking at my eyes the whole time,” I said, smiling at the look of wonderment that was still on his

curl from my face. “How’s your lung? You didn’t struggle to

which bodes well for next time,” I

me

more to see daylight streaming through the windows. I lifted my head, resting my chin on his chest. He opened his eyes, smiling at me. “Good morning, love,” he said sleepily. He

possibly be due to me wearing you out every

not hurt,” he said, his hands running down my

like I’m finally warm

think that’s partly why you haven’t been able to sleep without someone next to you. It’s hard to tell if the shaking was your normal reaction to trauma or because you were

ha te

completely on top of him, holding me tightly. I groaned when I moved, feeling sore from our nighttime activiti “Are

of me. “Would a hot shower help” he asked. His boyish smile across his face. He was clearly happy that he was the reason

said

“Do what again?”