Kaden broke away from my lips and began kissing his way down my body again, his eyes hot on mine as he watched the way I moaned for him. His fingers kept working inside of me, and then he pushed my legs apart wider. His gaze never left my face as he lowered his head, and then he licked one, long, delicious stripe up my slit.
I nearly leaped off the bed, so shocked and turned on by the way his tongue felt against my pussy. Kaden’s hand pressed down on my hips, holding me in place as he repeated the action, then swirled his tongue around my clit. I threw my head back, arching my body up to meet him, overwhelmed with the sensation. I'd never felt anything like this before, and it was so good it was almost too much, but Kaden wasn't stopping. Not that I would let him if he tried.
He worked me expertly, drawing out every bit of pleasure he could with his tongue while his fingers moved inside of me, and it wasn’t long before my legs were shaking. My hips lifted of their own accord, my body not even in control of itself anymore, and I found my fingers tangled in Kaden's hair, pushing his head down to my pussy, demanding more, more, more. And he gave it to me.
Searing pleasure ripped through me and my eyes rolled back in my head as Kaden masterfully tongued my clit in tandem with the thrusts of his fingers. Every coherent thought fled my mind and a long howl escaped my lips as a massive orgasm shook through me, unlike anything I'd experienced before. But he kept going, drawing the pleasure out, making one orgasm turn into another and another until it became almost too much, and I nearly begged him to stop.
Only then did Kaden sit back. He looked at me with obvious satisfaction and intense hunger. "You're beautiful when you come."
"I…" I shuddered, unable to move. I wasn't even sure what I'd been trying to say. I'd completely lost my mind, thanks to Kaden.
He slowly kissed his way up my body, taking his time to lavish attention on places he'd skipped before, like the curve of my hip, or the swell of my belly. Then he took my mouth again, and I could taste myself on his tongue, the feeling strangely intimate as he kissed me deeply. I felt his cock resting on my thighs, hard and ready to take me, though I had the sense Kaden would wait as long as I needed.
He rolled me over then, perhaps sensing I still needed a minute, and his hands and mouth moved across my back. It was somehow both sensual and relaxing, like a gentle, intimate massage. His hands worked lower though, and then he cupped my ass, kissing along the curve of it as he gave it a squeeze. Then he spread me wide and fingered my back entrance, tracing it like he was teasing me with the possibility. Would he fill that hole too? I gasped at the thought, both turned on and a little scared.
"Someday," he said, slipping his finger inside just a tiny bit, wrenching a moan out of me. His words sounded like a promise. Then he leaned close and licked my pussy from behind, just a short, quick one, and it was enough to have me jutting my hips toward him.
"Kaden, I need you," I begged.
I got up on my hands and knees, filled with a need for him to take me from behind. My inner wolf demanded it. She begged him to rut me like an animal, and somehow Kaden knew. He aligned himself behind me, gripping my hips, and the head of his cock nudged at my entrance, sliding along my slit before he seated himself inside of me. He thrust slowly, and I pushed my hips back, trying to pull him deeper, reveling in the feeling of finally having Kaden back there, right where I wanted him. He rocked into me until he’d bottomed out, and then drew back, making me feel every single intense thrust.
It was darker in the bedroom than it had been in the bathroom, but from this angle, I noticed a mirror behind the bed. In its reflection, all I could see was the glimmer of Kaden’s eyes in the moonlight pouring in from the window. He ran his hands along my hips, up to my shoulders, and then he arched over me, slamming even deeper inside with his next thrust.
He pounded into me, and the position had heat gathering at the pit of my stomach once more with each thrust. Especially when he reached down my body to tease my almost oversensitive clit. I watched him as he fucked me from behind, still going slow to make sure I felt every inch of his hard cock as he claimed me. He looked desperate, yet somehow in full control at the same time. Like a man who was finally getting the thing he wanted most.
“You’re mine," Kaden said, his voice a low growl.
I gasped at his words, which filled me with pleasure that wasn't physical. Did he really mean that?
"I don't care if we're not mates," he continued. "You're mine."
“I’m yours,” I said with a moan. "Only yours."