ChapterEleven
SUNDAY
Slick arousal dripped down my thighs at the one word that fell from Kingston’s mouth.
“Present,” he said, voice harder and tinged with impatience that he’d had to repeat himself.
I got on my hands and knees, pushing my hips back and up so my wet folds were on display for him. I needed him now. Everything was swollen and aching, my clit throbbing painfully, my womb cramping. But he could fix it. He could take the pain away.
I whimpered, wondering what he was still doing standing in the doorway. His eyes were locked on my pussy as he undressed at a maddeningly slow pace. Tugging his shirt over his head and baring the carved from stone muscles that made up his chest and abs, then popping the top button of his jeans, he inhaled deep, eyes glowing as my scent washed over him. Instead of shying away from his gaze, I tilted my hips, giving him a better view.
“What are you waiting for?” My breath was thready, desperate. I was burning up, convinced I might actually die if he didn’t slide inside me right the fuck now.
I dipped my hand between my legs, reaching for my throbbing clit.
“Stop.”
He issued the command like the crack of a whip.
I moaned.
“That’s mine. You don’t get to rob me of your pleasure, Sunshine.”
“But you’re not taking me.”
“I will. But we’re going to have a talk first.”
“Now?”
He smirked, but I could see the war behind his eyes. His wolf wanted to rut just like mine wanted to mate. Then with a slight tremble in his hand, he lowered the zipper of his jeans and pulled out that perfect, thick cock of his. The piercings glinted in the light of the dying fire, and I wondered what it would feel like to have that in my mouth.
I licked my lips, as eager to taste him as I was to be filled. I wondered if he’d fuck my mouth with the same driving intensity he’d claimed my cunt.
A bead of clear liquid sat on the tip before rolling down and dropping to the stone floor. I might be dripping for him, but he was doing the same for me.
Reaching between my legs once more, this time on purpose, I stared at him and slid two fingers inside my hole. I moaned low and loud.
“I said stop,” he gritted out.
“A true Alpha would already be balls deep inside his mate and easing the pain. I know that much.”
His lips twisted in a soft snarl, but his eyes went molten. “You just can’t help yourself, can you, Sunshine? You like pushing me to my breaking point, is that it? Do you like it more when I’m angry?”
“I like the way it feels when you fuck me like you hate me.”
“Get your fingers away from what’s mine, and I’ll fuck you like I own you.” He ran his hand along the solid length of his cock, pulling out another pearly drop of cum.
My nipples tightened to agonizing points. “Stop talking about it and do it.”
“Not yet. Not until you and I come to an understanding.”
Shoving his pants down his hips, he continued until he’d removed them altogether, then he stalked toward me and I all but sagged in relief. He was finally going to give me what I needed so badly. What I’d been dreaming about for what felt like for-fucking-ever.
“Kingston...”
“I love the way you say my name,” he whispered, twisting my hair in his fist and giving it a soft yank.
“I love the way your dick feels when you stretch me out.”