Amara yanked down his pants in one swift, greedy motion.
Seeing the thick bulge straining against his underwear, she smirked devilishly, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Without hesitation, she leaned in and inhaled his scent, her nose brushing along the heavy outline of his cock.
"Wow," she purred, voice dripping with heat. "You're really packing. If Lyra knew about this... she would've fucked you stupid by now. Good thing I get the first taste."
With a slow, teasing tug, she pulled down his underwear, freeing his cock at last. It sprang out, thick, heavy, and hard — a full eight inches of raw, throbbing need. The sight made Amara shiver with excitement, her thighs pressing together instinctively.
' Never seen one this big before,' she thought hungrily. ' And I've had my share. Fuck... if I knew Kael was hiding this monster, I would've been riding him every night.'
She dipped her head closer, inhaling his manly aroma, a rich, musky scent that made her mouth water. Her smirk widened.
"Hmm," she hummed, lips brushing teasingly against the swollen head.
Sticking out her tongue, she gave his tip a slow, deliberate lick.
Slish.
The wet sound filled the room, filthy and erotic, as she licked him again... and again, dragging her tongue all around his crown like a starving woman denied her favorite meal. Kael twitched under her touch, his breath hitching.
Unable to tear his eyes away, Kael pushed himself up, leaning back against the headboard for a better view — desperate to watch every sinful thing she did to him.
Amara smiled up at him, wicked, and went back to work, kissing and licking all over his shaft, worshipping him with her mouth. Her tongue traced every vein, every ridge, showing a twisted kind of affection as if she were making love to his cock itself.
Kael groaned low in his throat, fists curling into the sheets, heat coiling tight and fast in his gut. She wasn't just blowing him — she was devouring him, savoring every second.
And he knew, deep down, there was no going back after this.
Amara pulled back after a few long, slow licks, her lips glistening with his taste. She looked up at him through her thick lashes, a wicked glint in her eyes.
"Poor thing," she cooed, stroking his shaft lazily with just her fingertips, barely enough pressure to satisfy. "You're already throbbing so much... but I haven't even started yet."
Kael groaned, hips twitching involuntarily, desperate for more friction — more anything. But Amara just smirked and leaned in again, her mouth hovering just above his cock without touching it.
He could feel her breath, warm and teasing, ghosting over his sensitive skin.
"Tell me you want it," she whispered, her voice a sultry purr. "Beg a little for me, Kael."
He clenched his jaw, refusing at first, but when she dragged the flat of her tongue just barely along his shaft before pulling away again, it broke something in him. His cock pulsed angrily in the open air, desperate for her mouth, her touch — anything.
"Amara," he gritted out, voice thick with need. "Please."
She grinned, victorious.
"Good boy."
Slowly — agonizingly slow — she ran her tongue from the base of his cock all the way up to the tip, swirling around it in tight circles. But every time Kael tried to thrust closer, to push himself into her mouth, she pulled back, denying him.
"I'll decide when you get to cum," she murmured, wrapping her hand around the base of his cock, squeezing just enough to make him gasp. "And trust me... I'm going to make you suffer for it."
With that, she slid just the head between her lips, suckling gently, her tongue flicking teasingly over the slit — tasting him without giving him the full pleasure he craved.
Kael throbbed in her mouth, every nerve screaming, his body tense as a bowstring.
It was torture — sweet, delicious torture.
And judging by the wicked little hums she let out as she teased him, Amara was loving every second of it.
Kael's breath came in short, shallow gasps. His body burned for her, every second of her teasing an exquisite agony.
Amara pulled back slightly, letting his wet, aching cock slip from her mouth with a soft, obscene pop. Her fingers still curled lazily around his shaft, stroking just enough to keep him on the edge.
"You look so desperate, Kael," she whispered, voice thick with satisfaction. "It's cute... how badly you want me."
He could only groan, head pressing back into the headboard, muscles trembling with restraint.
Amara's smirk widened. She leaned in again, dragging her tongue languidly along the underside of his shaft, feeling him twitch against her mouth. Then, without warning, she opened wide and took him in, swallowing him halfway down in one slow, delicious movement.
Schlurp.
The wet, filthy sound echoed in the room, and Kael nearly lost it right then. His hands shot out, tangling in her hair, but Amara only hummed approvingly around him, sending shivers up his spine.
She began to move, slow and steady, bobbing her head along his cock with smooth, practiced strokes. Her tongue curled and flicked expertly, tracing every vein, every ridge, as she slid him deeper with every pass.
Glck. Glck. Sllrp.
The sounds of her mouth working him over filled the space between them, obscene and mesmerizing. Spit dribbled from the corners of her lips, glistening on his shaft, making everything wetter, messier.
Kael looked down at her — the sight almost enough to make him cum on the spot.
Amara, on her knees, her mouth stretched wide around his thick cock, eyes gleaming with dark, wicked pleasure.
Her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked harder, slurping loudly, savoring every inch like she couldn't get enough of him.
He bucked up instinctively, and this time Amara let him, taking him deeper, her throat flexing around him as she swallowed him down.
Ggk... slrrrp.
The messy, wet noises mixed with her soft, needy moans, creating a symphony of pure sin.
"Fuck, Amara," Kael groaned, voice breaking. "You're... fuck... so good..."
She pulled back just enough to tease the sensitive tip with quick, fluttering licks, her hand stroking him in rhythm with her mouth. Her other hand gently massaged his balls, sending bolts of pleasure shooting through him.
Kael was close — so close — he could feel it building, a tidal wave of heat and need cresting in his gut.
Amara must've sensed it too, because she sped up, her mouth sloppier, wetter, taking him deeper with each thrust.
Glck-glck-slurp.
Her moans vibrated around him, pushing him over the edge.
With a raw, broken cry, Kael came, his entire body seizing up as he spilled deep into her mouth. Amara didn't pull away — she stayed right there, swallowing him down eagerly, milking every last drop from him with greedy little sucks.
When he was finally spent, trembling and gasping, she slowly pulled off him with one last filthy pop. A thin string of saliva and cum stretched between her lips and the tip of his cock before she wiped it away with her thumb, sucking it clean with a smirk.
She looked up at him through hooded eyes, licking her lips slowly like she was savoring his taste.
"Mm," she purred, voice low and thick. "Addictive."
Kael collapsed back against the headboard, heart hammering, body wrecked. And somewhere in the haze of pleasure and exhaustion, a dangerous thought flickered through his mind.
He was completely, utterly fucked — and Amara knew it.
Amara crawled up onto the bed, straddling his thighs with a slow, lazy grace, her palms flattening against his trembling chest.
Kael barely had the strength to look up at her — but when he did, she was grinning down at him like a cat that had just devoured her favorite meal.
"You look so cute when you're ruined," she teased, dragging a fingertip down the center of his chest, making him shiver.
Kael opened his mouth to say something — to tease her back, maybe — but Amara pressed a finger to his lips, silencing him.
"Shhh," she murmured, leaning down so her mouth brushed his ear. "You're not done yet."
Her voice was a wicked promise, her breath hot against his skin. She ground her hips down lightly against his thighs, letting him feel the heat of her body through the thin barrier of her shorts.
"I'm just getting started with you, Kael," she whispered.
And from the way her nails scraped lightly down his stomach, from the hungry gleam still burning in her eyes... Kael knew she meant every word.
TO BE CONTINUED
[ A/N: Not even gonna lie I busted a nut to this. But yeah hope you enjoyed this. It'll really highlight Kaels character for the future. I hope you can stay long enough to see it happen. Peace ✌]