Chapter 19 Caught in the Chase #2
"No," I shook my head, giggling, as I caught my breath.
He paused in front of me.
“If I get too intense and you want to slow down, say yellow. If you want to stop, say red.”
“What if I want more?” I asked, biting my lip.
“Then you scream green, and I fuck you harder, understood?” he said, that fire returning to his eyes.
“Understood,” I smiled, my breathing heavy with anticipation.
Isaac kneeled next to me, towering over me as his eyes locked on mine, that hunger growing in his gaze.
“Are you even ready for me?” he wickedly smiled.
I laughed softly. “You’re the embodiment of a chaotic sex god, and that look in your eyes makes me wet. Every time you glance at me like that, I envision you holding me down on your bed. I’ve been ready since day one.”
Isaac didn’t say anything—he just grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me, hard. His mouth claimed mine in a way that left no room for thought, only sensation. His hands were everywhere—firm on my hips, sliding up my back, down again to grip my thighs.
God, I wanted him so badly. Everything was moving so fast with him. His body was pressed against mine, hands rubbing against me, grabbing my behind.
“Take your clothes off,” he commanded. His voice was low and demanding as his lips hovered above mine.
My heart flipping, I obeyed, quickly peeling away my top, never breaking eye contact with him. He watched every movement like a predator savoring the hunt. As I slipped out of my pants, he shed his shirt and pants, revealing a lean, muscular frame etched to perfection and a cock aching for me.
He quickly grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head as he pressed his body against mine. I wanted this, but I needed a moment, just to pause and breathe. What did he say about colors?
“Yellow,” I gasped, my breath heavy as I gazed at him.
Almost instantly, he paused, smiling down at me before nuzzling softly against my cheek. “Yes, good girl. Tell me to slow down if you need it. I’m sorry if I’m going too fast.”
“No, this is great. I just…what are we doing here?” I asked.
Isaac lifted his head, laughing, as he smiled awkwardly. “I thought that would have been obvious.”
“I mean,” I let out a little laugh, glancing down at his swollen knot aching for me. “A few days ago, I…I mean…did you want to?”
“Oh, you knotted with Lukas, right?” He asked. “Did you want to knot with me?”
“Yes,” I said breathlessly, nodding quickly.
“You want me inside you badly, don’t you?” he whispered, his tone so seductive in my ear. “Want me to fill you up completely as you lock us together?”
I whimpered softly against his cheek as his mouth kissed along my jawline.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he whispered, mouth moving up to brush the shell of my ear. “Every time you smile. Every time you sit too close. Every fucking night I sleep next to you, smelling your scent and not taking you…”
My body was shaking with need at his mere gaze, the brush of his lips against my ear nearly undid me. “Green Isaac.”
His hand trailed down my side until his fingers slipped between my thighs. “You want me to take control? You want me to wreck you a little, Ivy?”
I whimpered, breathless. “Yes, please.” The pulse between my legs ached. I’d wanted this man so badly for far too long.
His grin was wicked, eyes gleaming with heat. “Then don’t move. Keep your hands above your head.”
I didn’t move my arms, desperate for what he would do next. His mouth traveled down my neck, nipping and biting just enough to sting. His hands spread my thighs, and when his tongue found me—hot and exquisite—I cried out, my hips bucking involuntarily.
“Did I say you could move?” he snapped playfully, pinning my hips down with one arm.
He didn’t let up, and the intensity returned with each lick. His tongue was relentless, circling and teasing until I was trembling through my body.
“You want to come?” he asked, voice dark and full of promise as he lifted his head. He moved his thumb to circle my clit as his fingers slid inside me. I moaned loudly, so close to the edge, I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Please,” I gasped.
“Then do it for me,” he said, his mouth reclaiming my clit as he sucked hard on me.
I fell apart on his mouth, loud and shaking. My body was trembling with release while a throaty gasp continued out of me. As my body shook from pleasure, he crawled up my body, kissing and biting a line up to my throat.
Then, without breaking eye contact, he thrust inside me in one fluid, perfect motion.
I cried out his name, the sensation overwhelming, as he thrust hard against me. Each move was so possessive, taking more and more of me with him. He grabbed my wrists again, pinning them above my head as his hips rocked into mine, his knot rubbing against me.
“You feel this?” he growled. “This is mine. You’re mine.”
Every thrust pushed me closer. His dominance was undeniably in control, and I worshipped every ounce of it. I freely gave myself over to him, letting him use my body like he needed to.
With each thrust, his knot moved farther into me, exploring the sensation as Isaac plotted his way in. He rocked his hips, pulling up mine, and with one more coordinated thrust, his knot was inside me as my lock gripped him in place.
We both gasped loudly as we shattered from the lock, pleasure tearing through us and rocking our bodies to the core.
“Fuck!” he moaned in my ear, wrapping his hands around the back of my shoulders as he pulled me down, closer to him. It was so intense, yet completely different from Lukas.
Isaac felt larger than life, so full of energy as he burst with his release. His devilish face strained against me, consuming every ounce of pleasure he could from our bodies, pulling me along with him.
The release stretched on forever until finally, Isaac relaxed as the waves rippled away in my own body.
We breathed in each other’s satisfying scent for a minute before either of us was ready to speak.
“Gorgeous mate, look what we’ve been missing this whole time,” Isaac laughed in my ear. He wrapped his arms around my waist and rolled us over, with his back to the bed and me on top.
I nuzzled my cheek against his, letting my body relax on top of him. “No way, you needed to wait and learn some patience.”
Two hands smacked lightly against my cheeks, forcing a little squeal out of me.
“Little omega, you will not torture your alpha like this. You will take care of me and my many needs.”
I slightly tugged on the lock, forcing a few groans out of Isaac as waves of pleasure stretched through my muscles. “I thought I was supposed to be the high-maintenance one here.”
“We can both be high maintenance,” he said, capturing my lips as he pulled me in for more kisses.