Kai Villalvazo’s Nemesis (The Kalon Tetralogy #1)

Chapter 35

CHAPTER 35

SOLID GOLD — LO NIGHTLY

My muscles were tightly locked and I could hardly move. Every part of my body just hurt so much.

The darkness began to rapidly surround me and I attempted to breathe in as much air as I could, but nothing was even working.

I was rapidly falling into that endless pit full of monsters and serpents. I wanted to shake my head, but my body was far too rigid for that.

It was only a matter of minutes before those monsters told me that I was going to be an epic failure. A moment before they drained my energy and left me defenceless.

But the moment never came. Instead, the dark clouds dissipated as a grey fusion of warmth that encased every inch of my body. I began to relax as my vision hazed, and now I could barely make out anything cohesive in my brain.

My body quivered when a warmth continuously flicked between my legs, and I bit my tongue as the endorphins flooded me. Who was this? What was happening?

I felt a large hand grip my nape, and the goosebumps began to form on my skin.

As I slowly came back to reality, I writhed when I realised that my hands were secured behind my back, and the massive hand was effortlessly adjusting my posture to a bending one.

What the?—

My train of thought was cut off when a wet warmth enclosed my pussy, and I whimpered at the sensation.

It was someone’s mouth, and now they were sucking on my clit. I inhaled and my body relaxed when I was met with Kai’s cool, icy, masculine scent.

He must have sensed my consciousness because he kissed my Venus dimples softly before biting one of my ass cheeks.

The line between pleasure and pain was beginning to blur and I was ashamed to admit that it turned me on. He had remembered my somnophilia kink.

“I’m usually a patient man, but not when it comes to this pretty, little pussy of yours.” Kiss. “I’ve been looking at it all night, I had to have a taste.”

I fought a blush and attempted to open my eyes, but my surroundings were spinning around me. I wanted to see him and match his words with his facial expressions, but it was too strenuous to do that. So, I opted to keep them closed and revel in the sensation instead.

My lips parted in a soundless moan when he rubbed my slit rhythmically, using his knuckles to tease my opening. I could feel my nipples hardening against the sheets, and that’s when it dawned on me.

I was completely naked before him. Again.

My core augmented with heat and throbbed painfully. I eagerly clenched my cunt when he pressed his thumb against my opening, then slowly moved it to my perineum.

He moved back up, his other hand squeezing and massaging my ass. He placed his mouth against my pussy again and I shivered in delight, leaning more against his tongue and the deep vibration of his chuckle seeped through my body.

His tongue swirled, flicked, and thrusted into my cunt, licking every inch of my womanhood. He made all sorts of phenomenal patterns that gave me butterflies, and I groaned when he sucked with more pressure than before, as though attempting to extract everything my pussy had to offer.

His mouth was the best thing to ever exist. Second to his cock, of course.

My skin prickled with excitement as his hot, large strokes became intense, like he was trying to memorise my taste and permanently engrave himself down there.

I didn’t mind at all. I didn’t want anyone who wasn’t him between my legs.

My walls tightened around his tongue, but that didn’t stop him. In fact, his pace sped up a notch and now he was pushing my legs further apart. His whole mouth covered me once again, his deep, satisfied hum causing me to flinch in pleasure.

“Do you know what you taste like, baby?” Lick. “Like mine.” Kiss. “All fucking mine.”

I was breathing deeply and much faster, my womb tightening at the euphoric sensation that left me utterly putty in his hands.

He was the only man I’d ever been this vulnerable to. The only man I had allowed near my breasts.

He was my man. And as much as I hated admitting it, I was becoming very fond of him.

I liked him…a lot.

“Yours,” I whispered, and it was very faint, but he must have heard it because he bit my inner thigh, eliciting a slow moan from me.

He ate me out like he was utterly possessed. He ate me like the untamed beast he was whenever it was just the two of us.

I loved this version of him; the atavistic, unrefined side of him that I found so fascinating.

“Hell yes. Come for me, baby,” he murmured against my quivering pussy. A light-headedness blurred my senses for a hot minute as the white-hot pleasure fizzled out and soon, Kai was slurping me with no shame whatsoever.

I tried to close my legs, but he pushed them apart, then slapped my dripping pussy lightly. My gasp ended in a giggle and that’s when his large hand wrapped around my throat.

“You like being my personal fuckdoll, don’t you?” his mellifluous, sex-infused drawl murmured against my ear and I bit my lip, opening one eye successfully. “You love being spanked and grabbed like one, too.” His fingers ruthlessly dug into my ass.

Kai was definitely leaving evidence of his existence all over my body.

“Hmm, no—” I was cut off when he tightened his grip on my neck, cutting my airways for a hot minute before letting go. I inhaled deeply, making up for lost air before finally studying my surroundings.

I wasn’t in my room. My room wasn’t themed all-black. And it most certainly wasn’t this masculine.

So, he brought me to his room when I lost consciousness. Interesting.

“What did you say again?” Kai asked in a calm tone. Way too calm for my liking. I knew better than that. I knew he was on the edge of madness.

“Nothing.”

“That’s what I fucking thought.” He moved off me, and I swerved around to face him.

He was dressed in some black shorts with a matching long-sleeved elastic tee that defined his massive biceps, sharp shoulder tendons, and impressive eight pack. This man was the epitome of a Greek god.

Not to mention his strong, muscular thighs that contracted each time he moved.

The way he was firmly sculpted, his flawless features deeply set and his breathtakingly mesomorphic physique. What enticed me the most were his intimidating gold and silver eyes that were fully focused on me.

He was staring down at me from high above and I found that so sexy.

“What was your nightmare about?” he casually asked, as though he was asking something so mundane, like my name.

“Nightmare?”

“Hmm. I want to slay those demons for you so you can start sleeping better.” Kai looked so serious as he said it, I found myself smiling like a total fool.

"Why do you even care?" I retorted, despite the butterflies that were doing somersaults in my belly.

"Because I’m the only nightmare you'll ever have to deal with in your life, sweetheart." He trapped his lower lip between his teeth and the sight alone was so hot.

“How did you know it was a nightmare?” I asked curiously, holding the sheets to my bare body.

“Goosebumps.”

“What?”

“Your goosebumps, kücük tavsan . When you're cold, they dominate your arms. When you sense me, they dominate your neck. And when you're having nightmares, they dominate both.” Kai shrugged nonchalantly, despite my look of disbelief.

“Were you watching me sleep?” I narrowed my eyes at him and he smirked slightly.

“What do you expect me to do when you're looking like that?” His eyes blazed with emotion as he scanned my covered body.

“Like what?” I whispered when he caged me on the bed so our faces were near. His strong arm reached out to tuck a strand behind my ear as he took his time to study my face, and he lingered on my lips for a while. The tension was so palpable that one could easily choke on it.

But rivals never showed signs of defeat before each other.

"Like my ultimate ruination." He inched closer until he was all I could feel, all I could inhale. "I should stay away from something that will surely destroy me, but I'll never be able to resist you even if I tried, Yasmina. I'd rather be damaged beyond repair than give you up."

The sweet sound of my name rolling off his eloquent tongue gave me chills. The word echoed in my head, and I realised that this was the second time he was calling me by my name.

"You—"

"Said your name? Yeah. I want you to know that I'm so fucking into you, baby. There's no one else for me in this world," he whispered, our noses touching as we stared deep into each other's souls.

When the hell did it get to this? How the fuck was I falling for my biggest rival?

I felt so strongly for him, but the feeling didn't feel like hatred anymore.

"Well, maybe I'm into you as well. Maybe." His eyes narrowed as I giggled.

"I know you're fucking lying. Tell me what you're thinking about at the moment." He smoothed my hair back.

"I want to kiss you," I openly admitted after craving him for so long, my finger caressing the small stubble against his upper lip, grazing his soft lip gently.

We had only ever kissed once since we'd met. I desperately wanted to feel his mouth on mine again.

He lifted my chin and our lips slowly fused, the hungry, feral rhythm making us claw for each other and soon enough, our bodies were smashed together as we bit, licked and sucked, teeth and tongues clashing in a torrent of powerful emotions. It felt like we couldn’t get enough of each other.

He tasted faintly of honey and mint, and more of him.

Kai tugged the sheets down and cupped my breasts hard as he ruthlessly devoured my mouth. I moaned softly when he tugged my bottom lip, sucking gently on it.

The way he consumed me with so much passion had my nerve endings tingling, and it was probably the best feeling in the world.

He groaned when I interlaced my tongue with his, pulling him even closer than before, my hands roaming his powerful, rippling muscles. I wanted to feel all of him. And convince myself that he was actually kissing me.

"You're so fucking beautiful, baby." He squeezed my breasts a couple of times and I felt so special. I felt like the only girl who could make him feel this way.

We were cut off by his phone vibrating on the nightstand, and he exhaled against my lips. I stole a kiss from him then nodded towards the phone.

"Take it. Maybe it's important," I whispered, and he glared harshly at the phone before reluctantly pushing himself off me.

He answered the phone and he was silent for some time as he listened to the person on the other end.

He stormed into the bathroom and shut the door behind him, and I was certain he was yelling in there. The walls were soundproof, so I could hardly hear him.

Whoever he was speaking to must have been giving him problems or bad news.

I sat up in the massive bed, keeping the dark sheets wrapped around my body. My back was still quite painful, but it was less agonising than yesterday when I passed out.

Kai finally got out, and that's when I realised that he looked so tired. I wondered if he even slept last night. And his bandaged hand reminded me of yesterday’s scene. My heart clenched in pain as I realised that he was hurt by the fact that I wasn’t ready to surrender myself to him.

"Do you feel any pain at all? Your back?—"

"I'm fine. Are you okay? You look like you didn't get much sleep." I tilted my head.

"I had to nurse your back. If anything happened to you, I'd have killed myself. I have no purpose in life without my rival." He spoke solemnly as he walked towards me, taking the cup of raspberry tea and passing it to me.

Don't blush. Don't blush. Don't blush?—

Leave it to Kai to know your favourite tea flavour.

"I don't know whether to take that as a compliment or worry about your sanity." I smirked while taking a sip of the warm tea.

"I have no sanity, so you should probably take it as a compliment." He sat on the bed, running a hand through his hair. "I have to leave. I need to go back to Russia."

"Why? Did someone die?" My features scrunched up in concern.

"No, it's just…business." His tone was clipped and I placed my tiny hand over his massive one.

"You can tell me anything, I promise I won't judge." I looked him dead in the eye, meeting the same emptiness that he always had in his heterochromatic eyes.

He looked so conflicted and disturbed.

"I can't explain it. I'll be back in a few days though." The assurance in his voice wavered.

I'd never seen him this uncomposed.

"I'll come with you." His eyes clouded with immediate panic and it took him a few seconds to get it under control.

"No, it's not possible. I have to do this alone—" He was cut off when I leaned over to press my lips on his.

I took my time to disarm him, and he visibly relaxed when he kissed me back. I couldn't name this euphoric feeling at all.

And I was certain that I'd never find anyone else who would make me feel this way.

"You don't have to do everything yourself, Kai. I'm sure you've been going through a lot on your own for so long. Maybe it's time to let someone in," I spoke when I pulled away from him, stroking his dark, silky hair gently.

"Are you sure?—"

"One hundred percent. I want to come with you." I held him tightly, and even though he looked reluctant, he sighed in defeat.

"Okay. We leave tomorrow at two in the morning. I can't promise you'll like it there."