Chapter 6: The Final Ring
Her thumb slipped on the screen, slick with sweat, and swiped the green icon before she could think. “H-Hello?” Nikki gasped, the word fracturing as Kai hammered into her with piston-like thrusts, his thick cock stretching her impossibly wide, the wet slap of their bodies obscenely loud in the sudden quiet of the connection. “Nikki? You okay? You sound… strained,” Esme’s voice, tinny and concerned, cut through the haze of pleasure-pain, just as Kai snarled “Louder, bitch,” burying himself deep and grinding hard against her clit. Nikki’s breath hitched, a desperate whimper escaping her lips, morphing almost instantly into a raw cry as Kai bit down savagely on her shoulder, his hand clamping over her mouth then roughly pulling away to demand sound. “Tell her who’s making you scream,” Kai growled, his rhythmic pounding relentless, each brutal stroke punching the air from her lungs and forcing her trembling voice higher, “Tell her it’s my cock wrecking this tight little pussy.”
Kai ripped the phone from her slick fingers, pinning her wrist back against the cold hardwood as his cock slammed deep again, drawing a choked cry from her throat. He held the device to his ear, his thrusts never faltering, the wet slap of their joining obscenely audible. "This is Kai," he said, his voice rough but controlled, his gaze locked on Nikki's flushed, desperate face beneath him. "Nikki's...indisposed." He grinned, a feral thing, as he ground his hips hard against her swollen clit, feeling her inner walls flutter tight around his invading length. "She's busy screaming around my cock."
The line went dead with a sharp click. Kai hurled the phone across the room where it cracked against a bookshelf. He slammed back into Nikki, his grip on her wrist like iron, the thick, hard length of him pistoning deep into her soaked heat, stretching her with every brutal thrust. Her body arched off the floor, a desperate cry tearing from her lips, mingling with the wet, rhythmic slap of flesh meeting flesh. “Yes! Yes, fuck, YES!” she screamed, the word ripped out of her on a ragged breath as the relentless pounding against her swollen clit sent shattering tremors through her core.
Her thighs clamped around Kai’s hips like a vise, every muscle locking tight as the tremors exploded into a white-hot detonation deep in her belly. "GOD!" The raw, guttural sound tore from her throat, ripped free as pleasure detonated every nerve ending, flooding her vision with sparks. Her back arched violently off the hardwood, heels digging into his lower back, her entire body convulsing uncontrollably around the thick invasion of his cock still pistoning deep. Wave after brutal wave slammed through her core, wringing desperate, broken cries from her lips, leaving her trembling and utterly spent as she collapsed back onto the floor, slick and gasping. Kai remained buried inside her, his own breath ragged, feeling the aftershocks ripple through her exhausted flesh.
Kai withdrew slowly, his breathing still ragged, the cool air hitting Nikki’s sweat-slicked skin as he hovered above her trembling form. His thumb traced the raw, deepening imprint of his teeth on her collarbone, then slid possessively up the flushed skin of her throat. He tilted her head back sharply, exposing the vulnerable curve where neck met shoulder. "This," he growled, his voice rough and low against her ear, "needs a proper mark." Before she could gasp, his mouth seized the spot—tongue hot, teeth sharp—sucking hard enough to bruise deep purple beneath the surface. Nikki cried out, a strangled sound blending pain with unexpected surrender, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he branded her.
Kai hissed, a sharp intake of breath as Nikki’s teeth sank into the corded muscle of his neck, not gently, not asking. She held on, tasting salt and sweat, her bite a fierce counterpoint to the bruise he’d just left on her. He froze above her for a heartbeat, the relentless rhythm broken, surprise flitting across his sweat-streaked face before hardening into something hotter. A low groan vibrated deep in his chest as she released him, leaving the stark, indented outline of her teeth clearly visible against his dark skin. They stared at each other, breathing ragged, the new mark a raw, undeniable acknowledgement hanging heavy in the still air.
A sharp breath hissed between Kai’s teeth, his gaze locked on the stark, indented bite mark Nikki had left on his neck. The raw ache pulsed, a counterpoint to the throbbing heat where he’d marked her shoulder. Without a word, his arms slid beneath Nikki’s sweat-slicked back and knees, the sudden lift wrenching a gasp from her as he pulled her off the cold hardwood. Her head lolled against his bare shoulder, exhaustion warring with the lingering tremors of release. "Bed?" he rasped, already striding towards the dim hallway, her weight solid and yielding in his arms, the promise of the worn mattress ahead.
He lowered her onto the rumpled sheets, the cool cotton a shock against her overheated skin. "Still breathing?" Kai muttered, collapsing beside her, the mattress groaning under their combined weight. His rough hand found hers in the dimness, tangling their fingers without looking. "Shut up," Nikki breathed, rolling onto her side and pulling his arm tight around her waist, pressing her back against the solid warmth of his chest. They sank into the worn mattress, limbs heavy, breaths slowing, the frantic energy of the kitchen floor dissolving into the deep, exhausted quiet of sleep tangled together.