Page 32 of Bonding with the Beta (Fated Souls #2)

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KAYDEN

W ith Kayleigh snuggled so tightly into my chest, holding onto me like her life depends on it, I smile as I brush back a few strands of hair from her forehead.

She slept like a baby. Not moving once. We stayed like this all night, which is normally a myth. But I didn’t want to change a thing.

It’s clear as day she hasn’t been sleeping and her workload has taken over.

Kayleigh stirs in my arms and stretches out before cracking open her eyes. Those circles are still there, but I cannot mistake the instant smile on her lips. That eight-hour sleep definitely did her good.

“Hi,” she murmurs, pushing her knotty hair away from her face.

“Morning,” I whisper.

Her fingers become caught in her hair, and she scowls. “I’m going to take a shower,” she says as she reluctantly hops out of bed. “I hate to admit this, but I probably stink.”

“Yeah.” I grin and twist onto my side, propping my head on my hand. “Maybe a little.”

She gawks at me. “Wow, you didn’t actually have to agree.”

My lips widen as she leaves to jump into her en-suite. I grab my phone to find the battery icon is red. I rummage around the floor and plug sockets to find a charger but come up short.

“Kayleigh?” I shout through the sound of the running water.

“Yeah?”

“Where’s your phone charger?”

She says something, but it’s muffled.

“What?”

“In my drawer!”

I slip open the top drawer, but instead of seeing a phone charger, I’m met with a purple vibrator. Holy hell. Without thinking, I pick it up, my curiosity getting the better of me.

When the shower water shuts off and the door to her bathroom cracks open, I hear her say, “Boy, do I feel a million times better.”

I flick my eyes to her as she holds her towel with one hand, her damp blonde hair cascading down her shoulders. She stops in her tracks, her gaze darting to her vibrator in my hand.

“T-that’s not a phone charger,” she murmurs, sounding horrified.

I stifle a laugh. “I can see that.”

“Kayden, put it back.”

“When was the last time you used this?”

She shrugs and looks away. “I dunno. Ages ago.”

Last week.

“Oh, really?” I quirk a brow, and she stands still. “What do you think about when you use it?”

Kayleigh’s throat bobs hesitantly. “I don’t think about anything.”

You.

I remove myself from her bed and stalk towards her, those blue eyes full of heat, yet at the same time, she’s completely freaking out. She backs up until her spine hits her desk, and her knuckles turn white from the grip on her towel.

My body towers over hers. “You should tell me the truth.”

Her cheeks darken, making me want to claim her lips even more.

I glance at the vibrator still in my hand, and I turn it on.

Kayleigh jolts from the sound. “W-what are you doing?”

I close my arms around her from behind as I lift her up onto the desk ledge. A small shriek leaves her mouth. I cage her between my arms and lean down so my nose brushes hers.

“I want you to use it on yourself,” I say, my voice gravelly.

“Kayden–”

I fall to my knees and slowly begin to kiss the insides of her thighs. Her skin is like silk against my lips; the closer I move to her core, the more tender her skin. I hear her let out a jagged breath, her fingers lacing into my hair as she pulls me towards her.

I place a delicate kiss on the corner of her mouth. I trail my fingers along her parted legs, and I brush them over her wet core. She jolts at the featherlight touch, and I circle her clit once.

She groans, biting her lip to suppress the sound. Her forehead rests against mine as I pick up my pace, listening to her soft pants and needy whines.

Goddess, I can’t stop watching her.

She is an art form.

When I pull away, her eyes snap to mine, and I kiss her mouth again, handing her the vibrator and smirking. “Use it on yourself. I’m not going to ask you again.”

She studies me for a long moment before she places it on her soaked slit, keeping eye contact with me. Within seconds, her body caves against the vibrations that rocket through her, and she throws her head back in pleasure.

Her other hand drops the towel, completely exposing her naked body. My lips trace her hot skin from her neck to her nipples to her legs.

I push one leg wider as she whimpers, shuddering against the desk when she presses the tip of the vibrator against her clit. “F-fuck,” she gasps and closes her eyes tightly.

My mouth presses to hers softly as her entire body trembles with waves of bliss. I attempt to breathe through my nose evenly at this perfect sight. Her wetness drips down the curve of her ass and onto the desk.

It’s so fucking erotic that my cock stirs to life, painfully straining against my boxers. Kayleigh moans again and spreads her legs wider, baring herself to me completely.

“Kayden–” she warns.

“Are you gonna come?”

She grunts. “Yes.”

I snatch the vibrator from her hand and turn it up to the next setting. My left hand clasps the base of her throat, and I push her into the wall. Her dilated, lustful eyes watch me with surprise and awe for a second before she clamps them shut and screams as she comes.

“Oh, fuck!” She curls her fingers around the edge of the desk.

“That’s it, blondie,” I coo. “Let it out for me.”

Her entire body rattles, wriggling away from the intensity of the vibrator, but I hold it still and draw every last enjoyable second from her.

I crave seeing her raw, vulnerable, and ready to let go for me.

She calms down from her orgasm, and I release her throat. I turn down the vibrator setting but keep it firmly on her clit. Her dazed eyes look at me as I lower my lips to hers.

“Kayden,” she whimpers.

I take her chin between my thumb and finger. “I want you to come for me again,” I say darkly.

She squirms beneath me and groans. “I’m so sensitive.”

“Take your time,” I whisper before pressing a kiss to her throat.

Her body begins to move against the vibrator, and she closes her eyes.

“I want you to look at me when you’re coming.” I pinch her skin. “Don’t you dare take your eyes off me.”

Kayleigh looks at me as her head falls back against the wall, eyes drooping, but she fights to keep them open and stares directly at me without fail.

I gently slide it over her clit, over the hood and back again. She grits her teeth and latches onto the desk for leverage. “F-fuck, Kayden,” she pants, her chest beginning to rise with pink splotches. “I-I’m so sensit?—”

For a moment, I pull the vibrator away, and she gasps for breath.

Her legs shake as I give her a second before covering her clit again, she screams out loud and holds my stare with darkening eyes.

“I know you wanna come, blondie.” I smirk at her reddening face. “So let go, let me have it. Let me hear it. You’re fucking soaking your desk.”

She squirms against the wall, her legs widening even further as she releases a low groan. It’s heavy and erotic and makes me want to get on my damn knees to taste her pleasure.

“Kayden,” she whines. “I’m gonna come. Fuck! You’re gonna make me come.”

My head dips, and I take her bottom lip between my teeth. She does as I say and looks me dead in the eye whilst her second orgasm claims her, moaning my name as she grinds against the vibrator.

“Fuck,” I rasp. “That’s it. That’s my good fucking girl.”

When she slumps forward, I remove the vibrator and turn it off. I slide my hand against the side of her face and kiss her plump lips. The air between us tightens, and I’m relieved to know how much she trusts me.

And yet…there is a massive secret lying in the way of us.

I want nothing more than to be honest with her. I don’t want to be like her ex, who lied. I want to be honest. I want to be truthful. I want her to know who I truly am.

Especially when these feelings I’m experiencing are developing quicker than I thought.

Her hands reach for my crotch, palming my hard cock in my boxers. “It’s my turn,” she whispers. “I need to thank you.”

I grab her wrist before she can dip it inside my waistband.

Kayleigh blinks at me in shock, registering the look on my face. “You don’t want me to?” She sounds disappointed. “Because I really, really want to.”

“I need to tell you something, Kayleigh,” I admit.

Her brows furrow. “What is it?”

“We need to go to my house.”

“Your house?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Please, just trust me.”

Kayleigh gulps and stares back at me with uncertainty. “Okay. I’ll get ready.”

My stomach rolls, but she has a right to know the truth.