The Betrayed Luna Strikes Back

Chapter 012: Living Sacrifice.

Kira's POV

A chuckle escaped my lips as I looked left and right, around the room. This was the time to ask who he was and why he was wearing a mask in my house, but my eyes remained below his waist. The dim light made me see all of him clearly,my gaze lingered lower, drinking in every inch of his imposing frame. He was huge down there… tempting.

Jones was the last man I had f****d since my exes, and since Jones died, I had been mourning and taking over. Seeing a living sacrifice in front of me made me smirk.

My unusual craving for this naked man in front of me caused my legs to move of their own accord, closing the distance between us. As I reached him, my hands slid up to his broad shoulders, caressing them as I met his gaze. I didn't want to take his mask off just yet, what's the fun in that?

“This will do wonders for my headache,” I thought, feeling a wicked grin spread across my face.

“Get on with it, girl!” he hissed, impatience lacing his voice. I felt a surge of annoyance; no one orders me around. I decided to let it slide for now, letting the towel to fall to the floor with a soft thud, I met his eyes.

“I give the orders, Mr. Man” I said calmly, shoving him down onto the bed. Climbing on top of him, I crawled closer, my fingers dancing over his shoulders and chest.

He suddenly flipped me onto my back, pinning my wrists above my head as his mouth descended to capture one of my breasts. The sudden pleasure made my leg jerk, and I bit my lip to stifle a moan.

Fuck! Who was this? And why the f**k was he this good?!

The thought of pushing him away from me and warning him that I give the orders, all flew out the window as he sucked on my breast, kneading the other as well. I pushed myself up in pleasure before forcing my hands off him. He released my wrists and claimed my lips in an aggressive kiss.

My hands traced down his chest to his abs, resting on his firm toned ass before I spanked him hard, relishing the moan that escaped him.

Unable to hold back any longer, I flipped us over, reclaiming my rightful position on top, and before he could argue or play another stunt, I rubbed my wetness against his hard length.

The hiss that made him both relaxed and more aggressive caressed my ears. I rubbed my wet p***y against his d**k again and without wasting any more time, I slowly lowered myself on his erected length, sighing as he filled me completely.

“f**k!” I cussed as he filled me whole. Damn! I almost forgot how this feels.

His hands on my waist tightened so hard that I knew it would leave a mark,

“f*****g move faster!” He groaned and I hissed as I moved slowly, savoring the control.

“You don't tell me what to do,” I whispered, my voice full of authority.

“F.u.c.k.i.n.g b.i.t.c.h'' he cussed with gritted teeth but I raised my hand and strike him hard across the face and when his d**k hardened inside me, I smirked cause I know he loves it… which was rare.

“Shut the f.u.c.k up!” I huffed and he mumbled a cuss before spanking my ass.

I rode him, my pace increasing as I felt the tension build within me. My fingers clawed at his skin, leaving trails of red down his arms and chest.

Bending forward, my breasts pressed against his chest as I bit his neck in a frenzy of pleasure.

“Ah! Stop that, you… “

I cut off his words by increasing my pace, rolling my hips against him. He responded by gripping my hips and matching my movements, driving us both towards ecstasy as his pace increased at an insane speed.

“f**k!” We both exclaimed at the same time and something shook in me. Now… this is one good s*x.

The rhythm we followed together was like we had planned it, like we knew what we wanted. I lost myself in the pleasure, moaning loudly, not caring if I was heard by anyone. He spanks my ass severally, causing more fluid to gush out my filled hole, and Goddess me… I loved it.

“Damn, you're f*****g good!” He groaned when my walls clenched around his f*****g gorgeous d**k. He began to deliver hot spanks that made me clenched around him continuously.

“f**k! Don't you dare stop!” I commanded, not wanting the exquisite torment to end… He squeezed my ass cheeks with both hands before slapping my butt cheeks again.

“Ahhh…!” I cried in pleasure.

He lifted my hips, nearly withdrawing before slamming me back down onto him. We repeated this until I couldn't hold back any longer. I was going to pull away, but he held me still, not allowing me and I cummed on him, he shot his load into me afterward.

We stayed like that, catching our breath. That was one hell of a f*****g magnificent ride, and I didn't see it coming, not today. Before I could move, he flipped me onto my back again, his stamina surprising me.

“What a strength… me likeee.” I commended in a teasing voice and it was at that moment I noticed he was trying to go straight to round two. The only luck he had was that he was good in bed, it would be a pity not having a taste of him again so I'll have him as much as I want.

Wrapping my legs around his waist, he thrust into me savagely and I moaned before I followed his movement as he moved in and out of me. His groans filled the room and so did my moans as his length hit my g-spot time and time again hard and long that I climaxed quickly. It took him a few more thrust as he claimed my lips with his for an aggressive and heated kiss before he spilled his seeds inside me for the second time tonight.

As we began to kiss again, my hand searched for the table knife I had seen earlier with some fruits when I had come in. Breaking the kiss, I turned him over, his d**k still in me as I positioned myself on top of him, the knife swiftly at his throat.

“Who the f**k are you?” I demanded, my voice low and commanding.