Moon Touched (Zodiac Wolves: The Lost Pack #1)(47)
His eyes flicked up to mine, and in them, I could see the blatant ownership. I was unbelievably turned on, more than I had ever been before, and I held my hands out to Kaden once more. “Are you just going to look at me all night, or are you going to do something about it?”
His eyes flared at the challenge, and he was on me once again, this time pulling me toward him instead of shoving me back against the tree. I reached up and sank my hands into Kaden’s dark hair, silken smooth under my fingertips, and met his energy. He growled into the kiss, hands roving over my exposed skin. As if he could leave his mark on me, claim me, and truly make me his forever.
In that moment, I wanted him to.
He drew one breast into his hand as he broke the kiss. His fingers were light enough that I shivered again, then he pinched my nipple between thumb and forefinger, a sudden burst of pain in the pleasure. His eyes latched on mine as if he wanted to see the reaction. I moaned again, wanting more of it.
He must have seen the need in my eyes, because he kissed me once again, tongue sliding against mine, stroking it. Then he drew back, and way he looked at me should have been a sin. I shoved my hands under his shirt, wanting to see more of him, to feel his skin against mine. He let me touch his sculpted muscles for a few moments, and then made a low sound like a groan. It vibrated deep from his chest into my fingertips, and the next thing I knew, he’d shoved my hands off him so he could take his shirt off.
I’d seen Kaden shirtless plenty of times—shit, he was practically running around half-naked every time I saw him—but I let my gaze truly linger this time. He was gorgeously sculpted, and I wanted to run my tongue over every divot in his chest, then dip lower and see what his cock tasted like. It was an urge I’d never felt before, but I had a feeling I could make him come apart with my mouth and wanted to try.
“Whatever you’re thinking about is turning you on,” he said. “I can smell it.”
He reached between us and slid his hands into my pants. I gasped as his fingers touched my slit for the first time, parting my lips and circling my clit. He teased me for a few moments, letting me arch my hips up into his touch before he slid a finger inside of my body. The sensation was foreign since I’d never had anyone else touch me like this, but I arched into the pleasure it brought, wanting more.
Kaden drew his finger out and licked it, eyes fluttering closed as if he was tasting something delicious. When he opened them again, they burned with desire. He pressed me back against the tree once more, claiming my mouth with his own, a demand to let him in. His hands slid down the front of me, sharpening into claws as he hit the fabric of my pants, and he tore them off me.
He tossed my ruined pants somewhere to the left. I didn’t bother checking where. What did it matter, when I had Kaden in front of me, taking my clothes off, looking at me like that? I’d walk back to the house naked if that was what he wanted.
His mouth latched onto my throat, teeth grazing the pulse point in my neck. I reached up to touch him again, but Kaden growled, pinning my hands above my head with one of his own, pinning me against the tree. I tested the strength of his grip, and it didn’t budge. I’d never felt turned on by being restrained, but this was a night for new things.
“Do you want this?” Kaden growled, pressing me harder into the tree behind me. I arched my back, trying to rub any part of my body along him to get the release I needed. I was a pulsing thing of desire, and I’d say anything to get him to touch me again, to put his cock inside of me.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Yes, please.”
Kaden pulled his cock out of his pants and gave it a few strokes. I looked at him with greedy eyes, eager to see what I’d felt pressed against me earlier. I kept my hands right where they were, even though I wanted to reach out and replace his hands with mine. Another time, my brain whispered. You can make him come apart with your hands and mouth. I shuddered at the prospect.
He grabbed my hips and lifted me up, wrapping my legs around him, my back still pressed against the tree. He slid his cock along my slit a few times, making me shudder against the friction, and then he pushed himself inside of me. I gasped at the sudden fullness, at the feeling of being complete.
He drew his cock out and pounded it back in, thrusting up into me, making me ride him. This angle caused his head to brush the same spot his fingers had found. It sent sparks up my spine, and I drove myself down harder onto his cock with his next thrust. He seemed surprised, sucking in a deep breath, but let me grasp onto his arms so I could get a better hold. I met him, thrust for thrust, chasing that pleasure. It built, liquid and warm, in the pit of my stomach, and my harsh pants became little moans.
“You look so fucking hot like this, taking my cock so well,” he said, teeth grazing the taut cord of muscle in my neck. I slid one hand to Kaden’s neck, needing something more solid to hold onto. He growled and his lips crashed into mine once more, demanding entrance.
He bit my lower lip, just hard enough that I knew it would be swollen for hours, and the pain mixing with the pleasure brought me closer to that edge of desire. I ground down onto his cock, trying to chase it. Almost there, almost there…
I drew in a deep breath and—
The door burst open, ripping me out of my dream. I jumped to my feet instantly, ready to escape, too many years of being in Dad's house ingraining me to go on the defense mode immediately.
Kaden barreled in, claws out, looking around wildly. I blinked at him, trying to shift the last of my consciousness to the waking world, and not back in a moon-drenched clearing where Kaden had his cock inside me while I screamed his name.