Page 45 of Bonding with the Beta (Fated Souls #2)

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KAYDEN

I didn’t think I could be attracted to Kayleigh any more than I already am, but this moment proved me completely wrong. She’s brave; I know that much. But for her to come here and admit that she needs help and wants me to be by her side is something I know took a lot of courage.

Kayleigh’s lips remain against mine as I press her back into the wall, lacing my fingers through her honey-blonde hair. Her hands begin to fumble with the bottom of my T-shirt, and in one swift movement, I tug it up over my head.

The kiss breaks for a second, and her eyes roam me. She presses her palms to my bare chest and moves closer to plant soft kisses along the base of my neck.

I breathe through my nose and exhale a groan of pleasure at her delicate touch.“Let me make it up to you,” she whispers into my soul before she pushes my chest and directs me towards the bed.

My head shakes. “You don’t need to make anything up to me. You did nothing wrong.”

Her big blue eyes peek up at me as she kisses down my sternum. She watches me for a heated moment before reaching my jaw, being generous with her time. “Let me show you how much I’ve missed you then,” she murmurs before pressing her lips to the corner of my mouth.

I grab her face before she inches lower. I pull her towards me and frantically flick my gaze between her eyes. “Tell me you’re okay first,” I demand. “I need to know you’re okay.”

Kayleigh blinks and then nods. “I’m okay now that I’m with you,” she admits, and my insides liquefy at her simple statement. “I want to be close to you. Please, let me be close to you.”

She drags her warm fingers down my chest, and I grunt at the fire she spreads across my skin. “Kayleigh?—”

Her lips graze my jaw once more, and she watches me cautiously. “Will you let me?”

“Yes.” I close my eyes and tip my head back, giving her perfect access to my neck.

Kayleigh starts to drop her hand down to my growing erection before slipping onto her knees in front of me.

Holy fucking shit.

She tugs down my sweatpants and boxers, my cock springing free from the material. Her eyes light up as she takes it in her hand and slowly begins to pump up and down. I can’t take my eyes off her, not when she stares up at me as if she’s doing something completely innocent.

When her tongue extends to brush over the tip, my stomach clenches. Not once does she remove her gaze from mine. She watches me with thick desire, and I resist the urge to thrust forward because I am a greedy man at the sight of her.

I hiss when she gently takes me into her mouth. My fingers tangle in her hair as she starts slow and keeps a steady pace. She doesn’t need to go hard, fast, and animalistic to make it feel good. Especially when those eyes hold me hostage, and she looks up at me like a sweet angel behaving, but I know how dirty she can really be.

She pushes my cock to the back of her throat, bobbing up and down with ease. Pre-cum leaks onto her tongue as she hums at the taste. My nostrils flare at the devilish look in her eye, and I’m seconds away from losing my sanity.

“Oh, fucking hell,” I rasp between my teeth.

Kayleigh pulls back and smiles at me when my cock slips from her mouth. I reach down to tug her up against me, kissing her lips punishingly. She whimpers in surprise, “I wasn’t done.” She pouts.

I remove my arms from her for a moment as she pushes me towards the bed, my back hitting the soft mattress. I watch her intently as she begins to take her clothes off teasingly.

After kicking off her underwear, she climbs on top of me. I strain when she presses her palms flush to my chest and hovers above my cock. She lowers herself down, and we both groan at the same time, my hands automatically finding her waist.

Kayleigh’s hip movement is controlled as her lips part, and she groans. My fingers dig into her flesh as she clenches around me, and I tell myself not to thrust up into her.

She leans down to kiss me, and I clasp the back of her neck. “Fuck, Kayleigh,” I grunt as she continues to ride me. Those pretty eyes find mine as she grinds down onto me, her breathing hitching with each movement.

Her eyelids almost flutter shut as she curls her fingers into my sides. “Oh my God,” she groans in pleasure.

After a few moments, she stops and catches her breath, pushing herself back into a seated position. I fist the back of her hair as her dilated eyes open to find mine. She’s close. Her expression is a dead giveaway—the flushed skin, eyes rolling back, and her chest rising and falling out of time.

“Make yourself come,” I whisper.

She instantly shakes her head. “No, this isn’t about me.”

“Kayleigh–” I grit my teeth.

“It’s okay, Kayden,” she pants, her hips moving an inch, which makes us both moan again. “This is for you. Not for me.”

I’d rather watch her come than climax myself. So this most definitely isn’t for me if she won’t allow herself to come.

I tighten the grip on the back of her hair and pull her towards me, our chests flush against one another. She gasps as I lift my knees under her legs and rest my mouth against hers.

“Make yourself come, Kayleigh, or I will.”

She trembles against me and shakes her head. “No, I’m–”

I thrust up into her, cutting off her sentence. A loud moan bursts into the room as I pound into her, her entire body shaking as I don’t hold back. My arm secures around her back, trailing over her ass as I take a grip of the tender flesh.

Kayleigh screams out as our skin slaps against one another. “Oh, fuck,” she cries out.

My hips move harder, every thrust eager to push her over the edge. “Come on, blondie,” I grumble in her ear as I listen to her breathless pants. “I know you want to come for me, so just fucking do it.”

When she comes, she fucking detonates.

Her body jitters from the waves of blissful pleasure, moaning my name over and over in my ear. I don’t give her a chance to calm down before I flip us over and press her onto her back. My eyes glance over her flushed face as I drag my hand down her body, running my thumb over her right nipple, which makes her jolt and moan again.

“You have nothing to make up for,” I groan as I kiss her sternum. “But if you feel like you do, you’ll let me watch you come as I fuck you senseless.”

Kayleigh raises her head off the bed an inch, still drunk from the high of her orgasm. My fingers have now lowered to her clit, circling in slow motions. She quivers as her wetness pools over my hand. She presses her palms to my arms, and I swat them away before pinning her wrists above her head.

“Do you trust me?” I ask.

With wide eyes, she nods—zero hesitation.

“Good,” I say as I lean over to my bedside table and remove one of my black neckties that needs dusting off—but we’ll put it to better use.

I wrap the material around Kayleigh’s hands as she wiggles beneath me, and I attach it to my headboard, restraining her to my bed. My hands gently brush over her beautiful naked body.

I part her legs as I slip between them and push myself inside her again. She groans as I fill her, wrists tugging at the tie around them. My hips remain slow as I clasp her throat and use my other to swirl around her swollen clit.

“Oh my God.” Her back arches into me. “Kayden.”

I lean down to kiss each corner of her mouth as I thrust deep, making sure she feels every inch of me.

“F-fuck,” she stutters.

Kayleigh’s hips grind into mine as I pinch her clit. A strained sigh erupts from her throat as I continue to pin it down. “Harder, Kayden. Please. I need it harder.”

My thrusts turn punishing. I fuck her harder, those breathtaking tits bouncing as I pound into her.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants as I flick my thumb over her clit.

“Are you going to come again for me again?”

“Yes,” she whispers.

“I didn’t hear you,” I grind out as I tighten my hand around her throat slightly.

Her eyes clamp shut, a tear rolling from beneath one. “Yes. Yes. I’m going to come for you,” she declares louder but still breathless.

“Then show me. Show me that you’re mine. That every inch of you is mine.”

My headboard bangs into the wall as I fuck her tight little pussy until she cries and comes all over my cock. “Oh, Kayden. Fuck. Fuck!”

I watch her as she falls apart, thrashing against the restraints. “Oh, good girl,” I rasp. “That’s my good girl.”

When she gasps for a breath, I kiss her. She widens for me desperately as I slip my tongue into her mouth. The last few seconds of her climax has her whimpering against me.

“You are something, Kayleigh Elliott,” I whisper.

We both catch our breath for a long moment as she begins to fidget. “Please untie me,” she begs.

My brows furrow at the distress in her voice. “Are they hurting you?” I ask, moving quickly to undo the tight knots.

She shakes her head. “No,” she heaves. “I want to touch you. Please.”

I smirk down at her and tighten the knots again. Kayleigh’s eyes waver, and she shakes her head in protest. “Kayden,” she pleads.

My thumb drops to her core, and I brush it over her clit. She jolts, waves of pleasure rolling off her. “Kayden, please. I can’t take it,” she cries, her eyes begging me for mercy. “My pussy is about to fall off.”

I dip my head down to her legs, pressing a kiss to the inside of her thighs. “Then I’ll give you more time to recover.” I nip at her skin.

“Kayden,” she groans again.

My hands latch onto her hips as I flip her onto all fours, her wrists twisting in the process. I slowly untie her hands from the headboard, and she sighs in relief, but little does she know I’m not done with her.

I grasp her wrists and place them behind her back before tying them together again.

“Kayden.” She shudders. “I swea?—”

My hand comes down on her ass, the sound rippling around us as she grunts and spreads her legs wider. “Say another word, and I’ll stuff your panties into your mouth,” I threaten.

Kayleigh releases a quiet whimper, her lips parting as if she wants to challenge me. I push into her from behind, and she grips onto the tie that’s keeping her hands together. She squeezes around me, and I almost lose myself to how euphoric she feels.

One of my palms latches onto her ass as I pick up my pace, her skin rippling with each thrust. The headboard thrashes against the wall, and her unfiltered moans fill the air.

I lean over her and press my two fingers against her mouth, parting her lips and pressing down on her tongue. She groans as her saliva coats them, and she groans something inaudible. “Sounds like you wouldn’t mind being gagged, huh? Dirty, dirty girl.”

Kayleigh surprisingly nods, and my blood roars in my veins.

I remove my fingers from my mouth as she sucks around them, and I slip them between her ass cheeks, rolling it over her hole softly. She jumps at the feeling but settles back down and groans into the bedsheets.

“Tell me to stop,” I demand, barely recognising my own voice.

Kayleigh shakes her head. “I can’t,” she cries. “I don’t want to.”

I sink my finger into her ass an inch as I continue to fuck her.

“Fuck, Kayden!” she screams.

Wetness leaks down the insides of her thighs as I mount her body and slam into her, over and over, until a mixture of our grunts and moans fills the air. A trail of sweat drips down my temple, and I bite down on my jaw as I push my finger a little deeper.

“Holy fuck, Kayleigh,” I rasp. “Look at you.”

My hand comes down on her ass, leaving an imprint against her skin. Her body violently shakes as she comes again. Her breathing is harsh and heavy, gasping for air as she slumps forward.

I finish directly after her. Knowing she’s satisfied means I’ve done my job.

My chest quivers as my orgasm wracks through me. I close my eyes only to open them a second later. I don’t want to miss a single second of this glorious moment.

“Oh, fuck,” I groan as I come inside her.

Nothing has felt better than this.

Nothing.

She’s mine and will always be mine. I can’t stomach anything else.

Once I’m recovering from the most earth-shattering climax, I untie her wrists and turn her towards me. Her blonde hair scattered over her sweaty forehead.

I kiss her lovingly.

My cock is still firmly inside her, and I thrust once. Her mouth parts, and she shivers. “I missed you,” I mumble against her lips.

“I missed you,” she pants, “so much.”

We lie together for a while, catching our breaths. I drape a blanket over our naked bodies as Kayleigh’s head snuggles into the crook of my neck. I twist to press my mouth to the crown of her head.

“Let’s get showered,” I say, taking her into my arms and carrying her towards the bathroom. “Then we can talk.”