Page 19 of Pack Kasen, Part 3 (Caught #3)

“Okay.” Dania smiles at me before heading toward the creek.

When I turn to Kat, she’s walking away, back to the house.

“ Kat !” I call after her.

She walks faster.

Before the kiss, I’d have let her go. I’d have told myself that she didn’t want me. To wait for her to come to me when she was ready for more.

But that kiss…

The kiss changes things. If Dania hadn’t come along, I’d have walked Kat into the forest, yanked my pants down, and fucked her against a tree. And she’d have let me.

I follow.

She doesn’t turn around, but I hear her breath catching as she speeds up.

She knows I’m following. Knows I’m bearing down on her.

Someone calls my name.

I ignore it. Whatever it is, it can wait. My attention is laser-focused on the curve of Kat’s ass as she disappears into the house.

I want to bend her over something, rip her pants down, and slide myself deep into a pussy I know will clench me like a fist.

Her breath catches as if she knows what I’m thinking and wants it as badly as I do. I can smell her arousal, and it smells fucking delicious.

I hunt her through the house.

She jogs up the staircase.

My eyes latch onto the sweet curve of her ass, and I remember how good it felt when she was stretched out on her front in the forest and I was braced over her, fucking her hard and deep.

Walking is painful. With each step, my cock drags along the inside of my pants. I need them off, and I need to be inside my mate.

I speed up, taking the stairs three at a time, closing the distance to mere inches between us.

She’s darting into our bedroom when I catch her, slide my arm around her middle, and crush her against me, catching her soft gasp. I’m hard. She’s soft, and she feels like fucking heaven.

I push the door closed behind us, closing out the world so it’s just us in our room.

“You stayed,” I speak into her ear, holding her flush against me so she feels exactly what she’s doing to me. “Why?”

She shakes her head. “I don’t know.”

“You know.”

“No, I?—”

I dip my fingers under the waistband of her jeans, and her breath catches.

“Tell me and I’ll make you feel so good, Kitty cat,” I say into her ear as I give her pussy another teasing touch. She’s kicking off so much heat I want to drop to my knees and put my mouth on her.

Her right hand circles my wrist. “You can’t make me say it.”

“That sounded like a challenge,” I walk her to the bed as I speak. “And I always liked a challenge.”

“You can’t—” Her low moan is music to my ears as I slip my fingers deeper into her panties and drag my finger through her folds.

“Can’t what?” I whisper in her ear.

She’s still gripping my wrist, holding my hand in her panties, and she’s breathing hard.

She wants this. She just doesn’t want to tell me that she does.

“You want me to stop?” I give her clit a glancing touch.

She grinds her ass against my cock, and I swallow a groan.

“Don’t stop.”

“Tell me why you stayed.”

“No.”

I give her clit a firmer stroke, angling my face so I can read her expression.

Her eyes flutter closed, and she widens her thighs for me.

“More?” I whisper.

She rubs her ass against me, and I grit my teeth. It feels so good it’s almost painful.

“Tell me, Kat. Tell me why you stayed.”

She blinks her eyes open, looks right at me, and doesn’t say a word.

I pull my hand from her pants, pretend not to see the disappointment in her gaze, until I grip the waistband of her pants, yank it down, and then pull her to her knees in front of the bed. My hand returns to her slick pussy.

“ Aren ,” she moans.

“Tell me, beautiful, and I’ll spread these pretty thighs and slide deep.”

She swallows. “You’ll do it anyway.”

I unzip my pants, shove them down, and rip her shirt off. And I tuck myself tight against her, my cock grazing her entrance as my hands cradle her hips. “I can hold myself right here, just like this.”

One roll of my hips and I’ll be inside her.

“Aren…”

I wrap one arm around her middle, and I inch forward. Her breath wheezes from her throat, and I swallow a groan as her pussy tightens around the head of my cock.

Breathing hard, I drop my head, resting my forehead on the back of her shoulder. “Tell me, and I’ll give us both what we need.” She feels so good, it’s fucking killing me not to push deeper into her.

“I don’t know,” she whispers. “I just knew I couldn’t leave.”

Keeping a tight hold on her hips, I ease myself out and slide inwards. I feel her body stretching and rippling, working hard to accept everything I’m giving her.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” I groan.

Panting, I struggle to go slow, wanting to make it perfect for her.

“If you don’t fuck me like I need you to, I’m going to kill you,” she hisses, pushing back on me. I slide in another couple of inches, and my control snaps.

I have precious little of it around Kat, but her urging me to fuck her will smash it to pieces.

I nudge her forward and grip her wrists, pinning both to the bed. Using my hips to hold her, I thrust, withdraw, and thrust deeper until her body has swallowed every inch of me.

“Oh god,” she whimpers.

She’s fighting me, trying to break the grip I have on her wrists, her hips bucking back onto me.

It’s too damn much. Too damn perfect.

“Fuck, stop that, baby.”

She doesn’t stop. Her moans increase, and the scent of her arousal is driving me crazy.

With gritted teeth, I ride her until she’s slick around me.

When she’s coming apart, I give her more. I give her everything, and only then do I let myself fall.