Moon Touched (Zodiac Wolves: The Lost Pack #1)(59)

He grimaced, and he looked like he was forcibly holding himself back. “You do realize that the moment I’m inside you, I won’t be able to help myself, right? I'll try to be gentle, but the heat frenzy makes it difficult.”

I hadn't realized my heat was affecting him so much too, but now I saw it in the crinkles around his eyes, the straining of his shoulders, and the tightness of his mouth. He was doing everything in his power not to fuck me senseless. The thought that he wanted me so badly turned me on even more, and I moaned and arched my hips. He wouldn’t hurt me, that much I knew. "Please, just hurry."

Kaden slid his hands along my waist and exhaled as if he’d been holding his breath for a long time. He looked into my eyes as he parted the lips of my pussy with his cock, sliding alongside my entrance a few times before actually pushing into the wet heat of me. It was agonizingly slow, and I felt him holding himself back by the way his muscles trembled and the tight press of his hands against my hips, almost painful. I kept my eyes on his face, watching his reaction as he entered me, though I was torn. I wanted to look down, to see his flesh disappearing into mine, but his face seemed more important right now. When he bottomed out, he was practically vibrating. I shifted slightly, trying to let myself settle around him.

“Are you good?” His voice was so rugged it hardly sounded like words.

"Yes. Don't stop." I shifted again, and his hands clenched around my hips. It wasn’t painful like I’d expected, I just felt incredibly full.

Kaden growled, and drew himself out, and thrust back in. I let out a noise, unable to help it, my hands flying to his arms. I wanted something to hang onto. He thrust again, slowly, surely, and I felt that slight tremor running through him, even as his cock nudged at a spot of pure pleasure, dragging along it on both the up and downstroke. What remained of the discomfort faded, and my hips tried to lift to encourage him to move. I needed so much more to sate the ravenous beast inside me.

“Come on,” I gasped out as he drew himself almost completely out of me. “Fuck me like you mean it. You won’t hurt me. You couldn’t."

"Is this what you want?" His eyes met mine, his own need smoldering inside of them. Then he slammed into me hard, all the way to the hilt.

"Yes!" I gasped and raised my hips up against his hands, but he pushed me back down, holding me in place. That felt good, too.

Kaden bottomed out, and when he drew out again, he plunged his cock back inside of me faster. He picked up the tempo and set a punishing pace, never letting my hips up to match him. He had complete control of the situation, and I loved it.

Flesh slapped against flesh every time he pounded into me, as our animal instincts took over and drove us into a frenzy. It built with each thrust until I was riding the high of it, wishing it would never end. Kaden was laser-focused on fucking me, breathing hard as he plunged his cock inside of me again and again, bringing me closer to pleasure.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he said. "Like you were made to take my cock."

"More," I said, gasping the word. "I'm close."

By the way his breathing hitched, I knew he was close to coming as well. I had to plant my feet to keep my position, and finally, he let me thrust my hips back into him, hands sliding down to grasp my ass. He lifted me up to stroke new parts of me with his cock, and my pleasure reached new heights.

He let out a moan, the first one I’d heard from him, and it was what sent me over the edge. My legs wrapped around him, pulling him in as deep as he could go, and I ground myself on his cock, riding the waves of pleasure. Through the blur of it, I could feel his length pulsing with his own orgasm, thrusting as deep as he could go. His release was hot inside of me, another added sensation that prolonged my own orgasm.

When I came down off my high, I felt like jelly, and let myself fall back against the sofa. Kaden let me slide through his fingers, cock slipping out of me. I winced, the feeling new and fresh, but good, nonetheless. I was panting hard as if I’d just run a mile. I had to lay there for a few moments before I could string enough words together to make a sentence.

“Thank you,” was all I could say, my voice husky as if I’d been screaming. I probably had, at the end there. I could hardly remember. I wanted to say that was amazing, but I knew that wouldn’t be received well. When I glanced at Kaden, still looming above me, his eyes were emotionless.

“I’m just doing my duty,” he said.

I frowned at that and realized he'd never kissed me, not even once. It really was just sex, wasn't it—nothing more, nothing less.

I didn't have time to think about that though, because another wave of blinding desire came over me. I groaned and found myself arching my hips toward him again, my nipples hard as stone. I couldn't help but slide my hands between my legs, desperate for more relief.

“Why isn’t it going away?” I asked when I was able to form words again. It didn’t seem to be getting better, each wave of desire turning me more and more into a mindless animal, unable to keep track of my train of thought.

“Get on your hands and knees,” he commanded.

I obeyed immediately, arching my back and presenting myself to him. He ran a hand down my spine, and I shivered, gooseflesh popping up in wake of his touch. I backed up, trying to seek out his cock without looking. I bumped into him, into his hard flesh—he hadn’t gone soft, either. He was right, the heat was affecting him just as much as me. He was better at controlling it, but I felt his cock pulse as I rubbed against him, trying to encourage him to put it in me. His hips twitched forward, and I couldn’t help the triumphant smile that crossed my face.