KADEN
Nothing can give me shear pleasure quite like the sounds of a screaming w***e in bed, couch, car, floor or wherever I choose to screw her. They always make this so easy and walking in, they never know one thing.
They are not here for their own desires to be pleased, if any of their eyes will be rolling to the back of their heads, it will be because I am strangling them. And I am past the stage of contemplating beginning a meaningless murder spree.
It would have not been the worst way to spend my last days on this planet but f*****g a new slut everyday works a lot better.
“oh f**k, Kaden! I am so close!” Rebecca… Reese.. Re-whatever the f**k her name was moans into my ears as I thrust into her like she is an inanimate object.
I am confused, is he close to breaking or close to having herself a forbidden orgasm? Orgasms are forbidden when I am doing the f*****g. Not even I, myself can get one from any of the stupid idiots that fall for my charm, so why the f**k should they have one?
The rule is easy, discard them when you begin to get disgusted.
With how my current f**k’s black hair is falling into my face as I hold her in place and pound her from underneath, it will not be long before I kick her out and accuse her of being a s**t f**k.
“Do not c*m!” the instruction is easy, and I know they usually love the challenge. She probably thinks there is a grand plan that I have for her to give her an orgasm more explosive than the one she will have if I let her right now.
“but I am so close, please! Please let me c*m!” she whines into my ear and I almost lose my hard on.
“No! And shut the f**k up while you are at it!” I command her and she rises to look me in the eyes.
“Ooooh, yes daddy ! You are the boss!” she calls out before her head falls back and she meets my thrusts with her hip movements.
We will see how long she can last. A few have failed to keep to the rule, and they lived to regret it. I will not blame them, I know I give a good ramming but my rules are meant to be followed, and if you steal one orgasm, you better be ready to spend the entire day just having orgasms.
Stupidly enough, they always assume I am being generous, till the sixth orgasm feels like death.
My hand slides over the wetness she has left all over me till I find her swollen clit and begin flicking it.
A loud gasp escapes her lips before she reaches for my chest and digs her nails into my skin.
The f*****g b***h! I am not a fan of having claw marks from my random vagibal excursions but I will let this one slide, if she does not go against the most important rule.
“oh no, Kaden baby! I don’t think I can hold it anymore. Please!” she begs and I only pound into her harder. I feel her walls getting tighter as I continue to circle her clit.
She should be pulling away from me, but she chooses to play this dangerous game instead. There is not a lot you can do in a day when you know you will not be alive in a few months, so I will not stop her from playing the game, I have all day to f**k her if she insists.
“c*m and I will make sure you hate me by the time you leave this room.” I warn her and she clearly still thinks it is a joke.. They all do.
I feel her grip tightening on my chest and I am ready to unleash my wolf power, she is not leaving this room with her ability to walk, if she dares.
“Kaden!” a sudden call for my name distracts me and I give the w***e on me a break as I use the hand that was previously torturing her to swerve her to the side and have a look at who the f**k has the balls.
Oh.. Just my father.
My eyes return to the brunette, who is obviously a bit fruther from her climax now with the introduced distraction.
“Why did you stop, dadd-“ I cut her off by pounding into her hard again and my father makes a more obvious attempt to get my attention.
“Kaden Steele!” he uses my full name and that still does not phase me, only the w***e on top of me.
“oh my god! Oh my god!” she stops moving her hips after a turn of her head gives a glimpse of my angry father’s face.
For fucksake!
I hold her down to keep her from moving and it only works to keep her from getting off me, it does not make it easy enough for me to keep f*****g her though.
“Get out, dad. You are frightening my f**k for the night!” I shoo him away with my hand while keeping the b***h down with my free arm.
A few steps towards the bed have her freaking out and she is able to escape my grip as she screams and falls off the bed.
“Get your clothes and get the f**k out of my hotel!” he points to the door and the girl nods while I thud my forehead hard with my fist.
Is that where the entitiement is coming from? Because I decided to use his f*****g hotel?
He owns enough to not give a s**t about just another bloody one, his issue is with me, I know it. And I can not give a single f**k about that.
The frightened little pigeon cannot even get passed my father without trembling like he might suddenly strike her hard. It is laughable.
She bends over in front of me as she picks her clothes from the floor, the same clothes I ripped off her body, which renders them useless.
Her creamy p***y opens up, a clear indicator that my never did a good job and I cannot resist smacking her ass as she picks her last item up with a squeak.
“I am so sorry, Alpha Caleb.” She apologizes before heading out and my attention moves to the man that ruined my moment.
“The closet bathroom is to your left!” he yells and my brows furrow in shock.
He is feeling sympathetic? Caleb Steele does not cease to amaze me.
He is one of the most feared Alphas in the country, for a reason. But no matter what he does, I will never fear him, and definitely, I will never respect him.
“Kaden. I have reached my limit with you!” he begins, rubbing his forehead like he has just exerted himself by kicking that girl out.
“No, father. You have not. You would not be here.” I admit the truth to him and for some reason it seems to hit him like a surprise.
“What do you want, dad?” I question as I search for my pants inside the bed covers and throw them on before sitting on the edge of the bed.