Chapter 89

Marking.

Kieran’s POV

Her hands shoved my trousers down with surprising force, her nails grazing my thighs as she freed me. My cock sprang hard against her palm, and she looked at it like she’d been starving. No shyness. Just hunger.

“Moya...” I tried to warn her, but the word was strangled in my throat when she wrapped her hand around me, stroking me slowly, her thumb teasing the tip. My hips jerked before I could stop them. She smirked and then slid down, her hair spilling over my stomach, as she licked the tip of my cock, licking me like she was licking a huge lollipop.

The first drag of her mouth over me nearly ended me. The heat of her mouth and the wetness of her tongue as she swirled around the tip of my cock before taking me deep into her throat broke me. My vision blurred as I threaded my fingers into her hair, groaning her name like it was the only word I remembered.

“Fuck, Elara...” I gritted out, trying not to thrust, but she urged me