Song for this chapterEric Bellinger - 9 Lives. *Wink Wink*
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Lina.
I groan softly as I feel a trickle of sweat slide down my chest, no doubt soaking the shirt I'm currently wearing. Blinking rapidly to clear the sleep from my eyes, I find my gaze on a sleeping Kane, a shard of light shines across half his face indicating the start of a new day.
His face is now clear of cuts, however a few slight discolouring is still present on his handsome face. His black hair is an unruly mess upon his chiseled face. I bite my lip softly as his nose twitches as if he could feel my eyes on him. With a smile, I turn my back on him, my chin tucked into his arm as I snuggle back into him.
He rumbles loudly, his palm gripping my lower stomach. "Keep backing that ass up and you gon get it" he rasps deeply, his voice husky from sleep. I jump slightly in his hold, his deep voice catching me off guard. My face is in flames as I feel a white hot flash as his words sear through me, my body instantly coming alive as his soft breath hits the back of my bare neck, no doubt making goosebumps appear.
He makes a home in my neck, his lips skimming past my mark making me hiss. I stutter out a breath as I feel the familiar warmth fill me, something that happens when I'm in the mood. He growls against my neck, his bare chest rumbling against my back.
Licking my dry lips once, I intwine our fingers, halting his soothing motion. He cups my face with the arm I am lying on and turns me towards him just as I manage to form a sentence. "Get what?" I whisper, my voice coming out breathy, needy. My eyes find his and if this were any other time, I'd probably chicken out and move away from him, but seeing the raw hunger in his eyes, a hard possessive look on his face, I feel that fuel my desire.
Gripping my thigh he lifts before situating himself right in between my legs, hard long and more than ready, never once disconnecting our eyes. "This" he husks lowly, before thrusting up into me, the thick head bumping against my centre sending a zing through me. "This, is yours baby" he continues, a hiss making its way past his clenched jaw as he rotates his hips against mine. "Only yours."
I gasp, my nipples tightening rapidly against his shirt I'm laying in. "Kane, Shit" I stutter shamelessly, my back arching into him, backing my ass up till were connected. I feel my cheeks burn in embarrassment as I slide my ass up and down his more than dominant bulge.
He moans into my neck as his large palm slips under my shirt and slides upwards. "I'mma tear that ass up Lina" he groans, his thick fingers pinching at my nipple. My breaths leave me in pants as I feel the moisture soak my panties. God I'm ready is all that plays through my mind. "Go ahead Papi" I whisper seductively, my hormones on overdrive.
He groans once again, his hand cupping my right breast in his hand, holding it possessively as he starts to rock against me. I move back against him, pushing my ass into him more while at the same time, pushing my breast into his palm. My eyes close as I let myself go, the sensation of feeling his hands on me, hell his whole damn self on me had me gone.
I moan shamelessly, noises I've never made before slipping out of my mouth like water. "Fuck this" he growls out lowly before he slips his hand out from under my shirt, making me pout in disappointment. Only to squeal in surprise as he grips my thighs and lifts, placing my legs on his shoulders, leaving me spread wide open for the taking.
I grip the wooden headboard to balance myself as he grips his shirt in one hand, lifting. Gripping my hand in the other, he wraps my hand into the shirt pinning it to my body before letting it go. I hold the shirt in my hands right under my breast, my brain and body too far gone to stop him and if I were being honest, I didn't want him to stop, God knows how long I had waited for this.
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Werewolf*Not Edited, Will Edit when finished writing* HIGHEST RANKING: #1 in AlphaFemale #1 in BodyPositivity #5 in Selflove Kane Sinclair had no idea that finding his mate, no less a human would change everything he once stood for. With the tragedy of h...