My Fated Mate Can Have Her-Chapter 55: Point Of No Return II [18+]
[Warning: Mature Content]
Kael
"Oh, Violet..." I muttered, burying my face in her neck.
Her nails dug into my muscles, the pain sending tortured tingles down my back. The slight shift of her body pressed my erection harder against her groin. Her innocent curiosity spiked my need, and my hips twitched involuntarily.
I claimed her mouth again.
She moaned, arching her back, and pressing her chest into me. That’s when I felt them. Her breasts, soft and full, the nipples already pebbling through the fabric and burning against me.
I cupped her breast fully, and even through the layers of fabric I could feel how perfect they were. The soft mound fully fit my palm. I kneaded gently, and she arched into my touch with a sound that made my cock leak. The peak of her breast hardened under my touch.
Unable to resist, my thumb brushed her nipple. I circled her peaked flesh through the shirt, teasing as she squirmed in my grip.
I broke the kiss and stared down at her. Her face was flush and her eyes were lowered. I looked down at what my hands were doing and nearly lost my mind.
Her nipples were pulling taut against her shirt. Clearly visible, straining against the fabric, and begging for attention.
I lowered my head, my breath hot as I pressed an open-mouthed kiss to her other mound. My tongue flicked out, wetting the fabric over the nipple, tasting cotton, sweat, and skin. She cried out and whimpered, her hands in my hair now, tugging.
I sucked gently, drawing the bud in, and grazing my teeth over it while I teased the other with my fingers.
"Oh..." she moaned.
The slight strokes of her finger tips against my scalp sent chills down the nape of my neck. I groaned and switched sides, my hand fondling the damp nipple I had just sucked.
I rolled it between my fingers and pinched slightly, drawing more gasps from her.
I sucked hard, my tongue swirling on the other. The spot too grew wet under my mouth, and she arched off the wall, pressing more of her breast into my mouth like an offering.
Her breaths came in pants.
Through the bond, I could feel her pleasure, a sharp electric sensation that rippled through me and budded towards something she didn’t quite recognize yet.
She was perfect.
Every sound she made, every arch of her body, every unconscious roll of her hips seeking my hardness.
"Kael," she gasped, and I’d never loved my name more than I did falling from her lips like this.
I needed more.
This wasn’t enough.
I pulled back just enough to look up at her, and she immediately averted her eyes, the bashfulness in her gaze very loud.
"I want to taste you properly," I said, my voice coming out rough and raw.
My fingers found the hem of her shirt, making my intention clear.
I waited, barely breathing, for her answer.
She brought the back of her hand to her mouth, concealing it. "I don’t mind..."
I straightened and peeled the shirt off her with hands that trembled slightly. When the fabric fell away, I just... looked.
The swell of her breasts rise and fell with rapid breaths and her nipples peaked, glistening in the near-darkness.
"Beautiful," I murmured, hoping she felt the absolute truth of it.
She shuddered and her arm drifted from her mouth to conceal her breasts.
"Don’t," I growled, and her eyes snapped up to meet mine. "Don’t hide it."
I grabbed her wrist and shifted it to her side. Before she could try to hide it again, I bent down and sealed my mouth over her bare nipple.
Her mound melted in my mouth and hands.
She was soft... and she tasted like I imagined.
"Kael..." Her grip on my hair tightened, and my other hand clutched her hip, gripping her tight as I devoured the meal before me.
Her hips rocked, seeking, and I quivered. Her core pressed right against my cock, hot and wet through the pants. Every inch of me tried to nestle in her heat and the intimacy of it all sent cold jolts through me.
She was soaked.
I needed more.
’No. No...’
The echoes of her moans bounced off the cave walls and I stopped thinking.
In one smooth movement, I pulled her from the wall and dropped to the ground, bringing her down with me as I turned, sitting with my back flat up against the wall.
Her eyes widened with shock, her hands gripping my arms as I positioned her straddling my lap, her knees on both sides of my hips, and the new position pressed her throbbing wetness against my aching member.
Her sharp gasp merged with the groan that came from somewhere deep in my chest. The shared heat of her core pulsing against me made my grip on her breast tighten.
She quivered and I caught the flash of fear in her eyes.
My throat tightened.
"I’m not going to ’that’," I whispered and her body immediately eased.
My body tensed. It took every ounce of control not to rip away the clothing between us and bury myself deep inside her. I wanted to see her. I needed to see her bare before me. Every inch of skin... even if I could taste that warmth between her legs.
I swallowed the saliva building up in my throat.
’No. Not yet. Not like this.’
If I did that, it would not end there.
And if I wasn’t wrong, this might be her first time.
I released my hold on her and pulled off my shirt, flinging the obtrusion to the side. I wanted to enter her skin, to have her plastered to me.
"Hells, Violet," I buried my face between those soft mounds and breathed against them, unable to help myself. I gently bit into the flesh and suckled while my hands slid down the sides of her body and settled down the curve of her bum.
I cupped and gripped her backside tight. Then, I rocked her forward.
