You Wouldn't Dare (Khaos Trilogy Book 1), стр. 15
I could feel two muscular arms around me, one under my thighs, the other around my back, curving up over my arm and hugging me close to a smooth, warm chest.
I snuggled in tighter, my head spinning with something that I knew had nothing to do with tiredness. The feeling was utterly delicious; I felt warm and safe.
A rough, calloused hand stroked my bare arm, and I nuzzled in, the smell of honey and something uniquely male hitting me.
“With mate. Where we belong,” my wolf purred, content to be so close to her fated partner.
Shit.
I glanced up through my lashes, seeing his strong, handsome face, and squirmed in his arms.
“Let me down. Please,” I begged, but he simply chuckled softly.
“Not in a million years, little one. You’ve been tucked into me for the last ten minutes, sighing in contentment, stroking my chest. It’s been quite the show.” Heat rushed to my cheeks.
“Besides, it’s a complete shit storm out here, I’d hate for you to ruin your dress with all this mud.” He smiled down at me and for the first time, I gave him a genuine smile in return. He sucked in his breath sharply, and the tingles I had earlier turned into sharp, electric stabs of desire. I swallowed hard and clenched my thighs together. It’s just the bond, I told myself.
The bond was there to connect us, to start the beginning of the mating process.
It meant nothing.
Khaos kicked open a huge set of wooden doors and marched down a dark hallway. I hadn’t even realised we were this close to his pack. Although if I had to guess, I would assume that due to the late hour, we had come through the forest at the edge of the grounds and that led up to the back entrance of what I was guessing was the packhouse.
It would make sense not to introduce me to the pack tonight. Khaos probably thought I would tear them all a new one, as I let them know exactly what I thought of them and their Alpha.
He took me to a gorgeous bedroom with a massive four-poster bed in the middle. He set me on my feet, my body sliding down his. I stayed where I was, keeping pressed close to him, not wanting to end what I was feeling.
Khaos raised his hand and cupped my cheek, his thumb stroking along my lips. I opened my mouth slightly, and he pushed his thumb inside. My tongue darted out to lick the rough skin, biting down gently. My nipples hardened against my dress and my pussy throbbed, aching to be touched.
Khaos grabbed fistfuls of my hair and pulled my head back, forcing me to look at him.
We stared at each other for what felt like a lifetime before he cleared his throat and spoke, “this will go too far if we don’t stop now, Violet.”
He tried to pull away from me and instinctively I threw my arms around his neck and whispered into his ear, “I’d be on my second orgasm by now if I was at home with Lo—" I squealed as Khaos picked me up and threw me down on the bed. He climbed over me, grabbing the neckline of my dress, and teared it open straight down to my waist. My tits spilled out, my nipples hard and begging for his attention. He raised my hips and pulled the dress off me, leaving me in nothing but my white cotton panties.
He bent his head and took a nipple into his mouth, biting down harshly, his tongue following to movement as he soothed away some of the pain.
He did the same on my other nipple before planting kisses down my stomach, his tongue leaving a hot, wet trail.
He settled himself between my legs and pushed his face into my panties. His fingers pushed inside, opening me up so my panties were pressed against my swollen clit. He sucked it into his mouth, the cotton from my underwear creating the most amazing friction. I raised my hips to rub myself against his face, letting him feel how wet he was making me. His tongue teased the tip of my clit, flicking around it in slow, torturous circles.
I needed more.
I tried to rock against him harder, but his hands pinned my hips to the bed, continuing his slow assault on my clit.
I felt the pressure build in my stomach and my legs tensed around him. My fingers played with my nipples, tugging on them roughly, pulling until they were stiff peaks. My breath caught in my throat as I sat on the edge of orgasm, with Khaos refusing to help me and send me over the finish line.
He looked up at me, giving me one last, painful bite that had me screaming. He climbed off the bed, shedding his clothes, keeping his eyes trained on me the entire time.
I sat back against the headboard and watched as he fisted his huge cock, pumping up and down as his pre-cum leaked out of the tip.
“Touch yourself,” he demanded. “Keep your panties on, just pull them to the side so I can see. I want you to slide your fingers inside yourself, show me exactly how you like it, how you give yourself pleasure.”
I didn’t move, too shy to have him watching me as I played with my pussy.
He climbed back on the bed, grabbing my knees, and pushed them up to my chest, pulling them apart and exposing me to his hungry gaze.
“Stay like that,” he ordered as he grabbed my hand and guided it to where he wanted it.
I took a deep breath and slid my fingers under the cotton, finding my clit and rubbing in soft circles around it. Khaos kept his eyes focused between my legs the entire time, his breathing becoming heavier as I grew bolder, watching his desire for me built higher and higher.
I pulled my panties slightly to the side, just as he wanted, and pushed two fingers inside me, arching my back as I curled them, brushing against my g-spot.
“Tell me how it feels, I want to hear you.” He said, stroking his cock, one hand gripping it at the base, the other twisting around his