47. Kiron
My control felt razor-thin.
She licked her lips, eyeing my cock as she crossed the space between us on her hands and knees. Slowly and deliberately, her breasts swayed with her movements.
I dragged my gaze down her curves. Every inch she covered tightened something in my chest, heat coiling low and dangerous. My dragon stirred hard enough that I had to grit my teeth to keep still.
“That’s it, princess. Come here .” My voice was rough with lust. Letting her come to me tested my control.
I forced myself to stay where I was. I reclined back, legs spread, fisting my cock and smearing my precome with my thumb.
She stopped just out of my reach and didn’t look down at my cock, only into my eyes.
Her breath was a little unsteady as she cupped both her breasts, a mischievous grin on her pink lips.
Her thumbs dragged slow paths over her blood soaked nipples, mimicking my own motion.
I liked that. A lot. Fuck .
I licked my lips and narrowed my eyes on her, watching her tease me with a near touch. I spread my legs further, begging her with my eyes to come closer, and stroked my cock from base to tip. She squeezed her breasts harder in the same manner and moaned, eyes half-lidded.
She knew exactly what it did to me to watch her.
“Are you teasing me little spitfire?” I asked, favoring that nickname more right now with how her green eyes glinted.
“Maybe.”
I could feel Harlow’s satisfaction behind her. And I had to admit, the idea of making our uptight alpha’s control snap was appealing as fuck.
My dragon pressed close under my skin, pleased and possessive, but I held him back. Held myself back. She deserved to control how all of this played out .
Her breath caught.
Every instinct in me leaned forward, but I didn’t touch her yet. I let her settle between my legs, feel the space she’d claimed. Let the moment stretch until it burned.
I was so fucking hard it hurt.
Watching Rafe eat her out while Harlow gave her the prettiest hand necklaces had given me the biggest hard-on I’d had in a long fucking time.
Yeah . Watching them touch her made my dragon rage and I'd moved to the couch to put distance between them and my fragile control. All that did was let my jealousy simmer. Now that she was this fucking close to me, all I wanted was to please her. For us to give our mate what she needed so she’d never fucking leave us.
Ruin her for any other.
“Taste him darling.” Harlow urged, like the devil on her shoulder edging her towards our darkness.
She braced herself on my thighs, her eyes never leaving mine as she licked up the underside of my cock.
My hips flexed instinctively and I fought the urge to fist her tangled hair.
I had to grit my teeth to keep from taking control.
My dragon surged, hot and possessive, but I forced him down. This was her choice. At her pace.
Her lips spread over the head of me and she moaned. “You taste so good.”
She took me into her mouth, just a few inches, and sucked hard before pulling back up to the tip where she teased the slit with her tongue in slow swirling circles. Then she took me deeper, repeating the motion like a deliberate pattern, like she was learning exactly how I’d break.
My abs clenched.
The devil on her shoulder spoke again. “It’s your turn Rafe. Don't you see how her pussy is dripping for you? ”
Rafe groaned low. I felt the hesitation in him, the restraint. He lowered himself behind her, hands sliding over her hips, kneading her ass like he needed to convince himself she was real.
She pulled back from my cock just long enough to glance over her shoulder.
“Fuck me, Rafe. Please . I need you,” she said breathlessly.
He spread her ass, one hand on her lower back, the other guiding himself as he slowly sank into her. Her nails dug into my thighs as she adjusted to him. Rafe’s body was tight and coiled, holding himself back until she settled around him.
I wondered how that magic of his felt inside her—how it heightened everything. It seemed he was eager to listen to Harlow, but wouldn’t follow through until he knew for certain our little mate wanted it. Something about that settled my dragon.
Harlow’s satisfaction rolled through the room like a live wire.
I dragged my gaze down her body. Curvy in all the right places, beautiful and spread between us. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. And more dangerous than anything.
“You look like an offering for monsters,” Harlow said, echoing the thought in my head.
I moaned as she took me faster, Rafe’s thrusts forcing me deeper into her mouth until my control finally snapped. I grabbed the back of her head and flexed my hips forward, making her gag. Her eyes widened instantly.
“Easy, baby girl.” I forced myself to pull back, even though she felt so hot and warm I never wanted to leave.
I let her catch her breath before pushing back in.
I swiped the single tear that slipped down her cheek, popped my thumb into my mouth, and hummed.
Slowly, I pushed back into her wet heat, making her gag again. “Breathe through your nose, princess. ”
I waited a moment then I pushed back in, slower this time, deeper. “ Oh fuck. That’s it. Just like that.”
Rafe growled, slapping her ass, and she cried out, eyes fluttering shut.
“ No ,” I compelled her. “ Eyes on me, Sina. I want you right here when you come.” My teeth ground together painfully as I held back my own release. “I’m a fucking dick for compelling you Sina. But I need your undivided attention.”
My fingers tugged on her hair rougher than before even as guilt flickered. Fuck, I couldn’t help it. I needed her attention. I craved it.
My jaw locked as I held myself on the edge, every instinct screaming to take, to finish. I was fucking determined to detonate at the same time as her.
Rafe pumped into her once, twice, and on the third thrust her body locked. When she broke, I let myself go with her, groaning as we came together.
She swallowed me, taking every hard thrust I gave her. I pulled free from her lips and stroked her cheek as the tension finally left my body.
Rafe scooped her up in his arms, smoothing her hair back from her face, murmuring praise into her ear. I wanted to check on her to apologize if me forcing her had hurt her.
Fuck.
I ran a hand over my beard before tucking myself back into my jeans.
Rafe took her upstairs without a word to us. I expected Harlow to follow, but he didn’t. He just lay there on his side, exactly where he’d been this whole time, studying me.
“What’s wrong with you?”
I growled, staring at the TV. Whatever movie we’d been watching was paused, the screensaver now looping a steady stream of city lights .
Harlow stood and came to sit beside me on the couch. “Seriously, Ki. What the fuck is wrong with you? I should be the one sulking. I didn’t even get a chance to play with our mate. What gives?”
I sighed and finally looked at him, ignoring the fact that he looked like a crime scene.
“I think I fucked up.”
He frowned.
“I compelled her. And I might’ve hurt her when I grabbed her hair.” I let my head fall back against the couch, staring up at the vaulted ceiling. “ Fuck . She’s probably pissed at me.”
“I almost choked the fuck out of our girl because I wanted her to really feel that orgasm. And she liked it. ” Harlow turned fully toward me and barked out a laugh. “And you’re afraid she’s mad because you shoved your cock down her throat and made her cry?”
I slid my gaze to his and nodded, though now I wasn’t so sure.
“Bro, you’re fine. Just talk to her about it.” He patted my shoulder, laughing again as he stood. “What would this hive do without me?”
He took the stairs two at a time, chuckling to himself.
Maybe he was right. Maybe she wasn’t mad.
I’d still make it up to her, though. Her trust mattered more to me than anything. I’d sworn never to lose control with her.
I exhaled slowly, letting the lingering tension ease from my muscles. My dragon was curled deep in my mind, completely content.
At least I’d get a break from him for a while.