Fifteen
1048 Words
Kendrick
"Please spare me, My Lord," she begged as she danced without stop.
I walked out of the room as my heart skipped several beats. I couldn't let her know how much she affected me.
Seeing her without clothes almost drove me to insanity. I had to pretend not to see her to avoid grabbing her and ramming into her. However, that didn't seem to help either.
Lyon was so hyper and wouldn't stay still. He was fighting to be let out. He wanted to be with his mate, but I had to suppress him again.
After his meeting with Kimberly's wolf that night, he's been wanting to do it again. We even had a fallout which had never happened before Kimberly's arrival.
Was this her way of exacting revenge on me?
When I returned to the room, I found her lying on the chair. She was sweating all over. She was breathing through her mouth.
I felt no pity for her.
I stood aside to see if she had passed out but luckily she hadn't. She raised her head slowly to look at me and I could see that she was exhausted. She had danced relentlessly for three hours.
"Leave," I ordered and she jumped out of the room.
I went to the bathroom to take a cold shower as soon as she was gone, but that also didn't help. The image of her round butt and round boobs stood permanently in my mind like it had been pasted there just to torture me.
The image got me so hard down between my legs, and everything I did to get it down proved abortive.
That night after Kimberly walked in on me having s*x with Angela, I lost control of myself and couldn't seem to continue no matter how hard I tried.
I couldn't get it up.
I almost thought it was due to my guilt, but then I remembered that I had no conscience and never felt guilty.
Angered by her lack of competence, I sent Angela off. How could she fail to make it rise?
Angela has been my bed companion for a long time. The thought of having a woman in my house was irritating and annoying but I knew I needed one to ease myself whenever I needed to, and Angela was an omega I found quite attractive. So, I got Angela and made a deal with her.
She was to be my bed companion for ten years while I raised her family's status in exchange. She warmed my bed and I warmed her pocket and also helped her father step up in the society.
It's been three years since I made Angela my bed companion and she's been doing a good job at it until Kimberly arrived.
Her presence and invasion had caused me my bed companion and I intended to make her pay for it.
I stood under the shower for a while to help clear my head and cool my raging mind, but nothing seemed to work.
There was only one way to solve this.
I stepped out of shower and cleaned myself dry before covering myself with a robe. I grabbed my whiskey bottle and a glass. I also didn't forget my cigarette and ash pot before heading towards Kimberly's room.
I found her lying on the bed bed with her head buried under the duvet. She seemed to be crying, and didn't even realize my presence in the room.
I sat down in the room took a sip of my drink as I tried to arrange my thoughts. I was hoping that the hardness of the rod between my legs would lessen as I was in the room, but it only got harder.
The sound of her cries seemed to turn me on. I lifted the duvet and crawled in without waiting to be formally invited.
She sniffed and raised her head as I got under the sheets with her. Her eyes stared quizzically at me. It was obvious had questions she wanted to ask me, but immediately swallowed whatever it was.
She moved to the edge of the bed as I drew closer to her.
"Do you need me?" Her foolish question broke the last straw holding my self control, and it snapped as I saw her swollen and puffy eyes.
I didn't know what to say in response to her question.
How do I tell her that I needed her body to calm the storm in me? How do I tell her that I needed her captured between my legs so that I could calm the beast in me.
"I do," I repeated truthfully as my eyes scanned her body.
She wasn't putting on much clothing. All she had on was a white camisole and a red and white short.
I placed my hand on her lap for starters. To check if she really was the solution to the third world war that was going on in my head.
Her lap felt so warm against my hand, making my insides warm up and also confirming my thoughts.
My body became excited upon contact with her. It felt strange to be so affected by her. I had been with several women all my life,but none of them got me so excited.
I pulled her legs and she fell on her back. She tried to fold her legs but I held them in place. I pulled the camisole and it snapped, tearing into pieces.
She covered her body with her hand as I watched those beautiful twin bud finally become free. I cupped them in both hands and kissed the top.
She gasped and immediately tried to move away, but I held her still by holding her hand above her head.
"Stay quiet," I instructed before letting go of her hands so that I could get myself ready for the task.
I took off my robe and her eyes traveled downward. She gasped upon seeing the beast hidden there.
I took her legs and opened them to make way for my entry while I checked her out.
"What.... What are you doing?" She stuttered as she looked from me to my legs.
I squeezed the buds as I made entry into her. "Taking my right as your husband."
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