Hot water beat down on my back as I tilted my head into the stream. I closed my eyes to the feeling, knowing inherently that Kieran was watching my every move. It was my first time completely naked in front of him, and I was trying to pretend it didn't phase me. He acted like he got naked in front of me daily, and that confidence he exuded would make my embarrassment that much worse if I let it show.
When we walked into the bathroom, his eyes had found the second toothbrush in the toothbrush holder. He didn't ask, but I knew the question was there. I pretended not to notice as I pulled out a purple toothbrush for him. Unlike Lucian, he didn't act like it hurt his pride to have a feminine color.
He dropped his toothbrush into the same cup that mine and Lucian's sat without a word as I washed my mouth out with mouthwash and turned on the shower.
Kieran peeled his clothes off like he was meant to not wear them, catching my eye at times and smiling as I pretended to look at something just behind him.
Closing my eyes in the shower was to keep from staring at him. He was too damn elegant. He was perfectly proportioned, with a body, while not muscular like Lucian's, that was lean and solid.
He let his hair down, and it cascaded over his shoulders in an almost white wave.
Hands grabbed onto my waist and I flinched, my eyes flying open to meet his.
"Why are you so jumpy," he asked, pulling his hands away so slowly that it sent shivers up my body until the last moment his skin touched mine.
"I have the master vampire of this city in the shower with me," I said like it was obvious. Did I think he would ever intentionally hurt me? Absolutely not. But was it somewhat terrifying having such a man in my shower with me while I was at my most vulnerable? Yes.
He smiled slightly as he took a step towards me. His body was so close to mine, yet I didn't feel any heat from him. The water was hotter than both of our bodies, yet I could still feel his presence close to me. It was like a hum that danced between us, electrifying the air we shared.
"Do you remember what I said before you asked for your reward?" His eyes grew dark, even as his lips tilted up.
I did remember. If I agreed to the reward, that meant he was allowed to take control over me whenever he wanted.
I nodded.
"First and foremost," he grabbed my chin and rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip, "I don't like nodding. I expect vocal communication."
I almost nodded again, but stopped myself. "Okay."
"Do you remember what I said," he asked again.
"Yes." The water suddenly felt cold against my skin as his eyes burned into me.
"Turn around." The command made my spine stiffen. My first instinct was to tell him to suck a dick, but knew that probably wouldn't end well.
So I turned around, facing away from him. I stood there for what seemed like forever before I felt his hand against my upper back, pushing me so that I was bent over. One of his feet slid between mine and pushed my legs further apart before he pulled completely away.
I remained in that spot, feeling more exposed than I'd felt in a long time. I kept my eyes on the shower wall, trying to focus more on the water hitting my body versus thinking about what Kieran could be doing.
When his hands came back, I flinched in surprise, but relaxed when I realized he was lathering soap onto my body. He started with my back, working the soap in small circles against my skin. Then he worked up my arms. When he came back down, he brushed the sides of my breasts before moving to my stomach.
I felt him close to me, though he didn't touch me with anything other than his hands. When they brushed over my hip bones, I bit my lip and clenched my eyes shut.
He worked my legs next, moving slowly up and down my thighs, his hands getting so close to that suddenly throbbing part of me that I had to focus to keep from moving against him. His teasing touch moved down my legs, then up, stopping just before he brushed up against me.
He pulled his hands away again and I rested my head against the wall, breathing like I just ran a marathon. So it was no surprise that I groaned when his hands came back and slid up my sides until he could move to grasp my breasts.
He squeezed them gently, moving so slow that I almost hit my head against the wall to get my mind somewhere else. He was having too much fun teasing me, I could tell by the little chuckle he let out when I arched my back to get him to squeeze tighter.
He pinched and twisted my nipples, and in an attempt to get back at him, I pushed my ass up against him, smiling slightly when I realized I wasn't the only one affected. But that smile fell into a surprised gasp when he pushed back, allowing his cock to slide against my wet folds. I shuttered and balled my hands into fists.
"What," he asked, voice mocking. "Isn't this what you wanted?"
One hand continued to squeeze and play with my breast as the other slid up to wrap around my throat. He put just enough pressure to where I knew he could stop my breath if he wanted to, but enough that I could still breathe. He pulled me back against him, continuing to move his hips rhythmically against mine.
"Or," he moved back enough so that the head of his penis pressed against my opening, "were you rubbing your cute little ass against me because you wanted me inside of you?"
The dirty words he spoke made my entire body erupt in goosebumps. When I pushed against him, he pulled away and gripped my neck just a bit harder in warning.
He put his lips by my ear. "I feel how wet you are against me. All it takes for you to get soaking wet is a little teasing? I bet it wouldn't take any effort at all to slide into you."
The only thing holding me up was his hand around my throat. My legs had long since given out, shaking every single time he whispered those sentences into my ear.
He slid into me just a bit more and I whimpered. He hummed, rolling his hips back and forth, barely entering me before pulling out.
"If you want it so bad," he slid a finger over the crease of my lips, "beg for it."
For the love of-
"Please," I whimpered, my voice entirely not my own. "Please, Kieran. I can't-"
He slammed into me so fast and hard that I screamed. Even if I had my footing, I would have lost it completely in that one moment. He pushed me forward, forcing me to rest my arms against the wall as he held me up by my hips to continue slamming his cock into me roughly. I couldn't hear the sound of the water hitting our bodies anymore. It was all drowned out by the sounds of my moans and his skin slapping hard against mine.
He gripped the back of my neck, keeping me in that torturous position. Every time he slammed into me, it hit so deep inside of me that I almost came every single time he sheathed himself completely inside. There was pain, yes, but the amount of pleasure I felt outweighed any of the discomfort I felt.
His hand slipped from my hip in between my legs and I hissed out a breath between clenched teeth when he pinched my clit. When he began rubbing it, a curl of familiar tension tightened in my lower stomach.
"Aw," he murmured, "are you about to come?"
I opened my mouth to respond, but the moment I did, he slid a finger inside and I closed my lips around it. When I sucked, his pace became less rhythmic and more frantic, like the small act pushed him close to the edge.
He made a noise in the back of his throat that sounded like a mixture between a growl and a moan as his fingers picked up speed. It took only moments for me to come, whimpering his name as he continued his onslaught of movements. It took only seconds for him to come, and the moment he did, he sunk his teeth deep into my shoulder, forcing yet another explosive orgasm from me.
When his fangs slid from my skin, and he licked the wound, he slowly slid out of me before helping me to sit on the shower's floor.
I closed my eyes, suddenly exhausted.
Kieran tilted my head into the stream, making sure not to get any water on my face. The gentle touches were so at odds with how he just treated me, and so at odds with the way he spoke while he fucked me.
He washed me silently and gently, and when I was clean, he placed a small kiss on my forehead. I opened my eyes to see him smiling.
And that did things to my stomach it had no business to be doing.