Eighteen
1073 Words
Kendrick
"Speak up!"
She flinched and shivered. She moved backwards and I followed her until she had no where to run to.
"What were you doing back there?" I hissed in anger and irritation.
She was my mate. My wife.
How could she be so carefree that she was held in such a position by my beta.
"We ....I.... Training," she stuttered.
Her eyes looked everywhere but at me. She looked like a child that had been caught by her mother.
"Training?" I scoffed at her ridiculous explanation for being caught in such a compromising state. "Were you training?" I raised my brow and took one step back so I could see her properly.
The image of Jonas holding her by the waist again appeared before me, and I almost couldn't resist snapping his neck.
If I hadn't left the field in anger, Jonas would be long dead by now.
I didn't know why I was so angered by this when Kimberly actually meant nothing to me. She was just my wife on paper only. She meant nothing more to me.
Which made me wonder why I was so bothered and affected by the image.
Lyon was so pissed that he wanted to tear Jonas apart, however, I managed to keep him in check. He couldn't stand the fact that Jonas touched our mate with his hand. He wanted to remove Jonas' limbs.
"Ye....Yes," she stuttered.
The fact that she saw nothing wrong in her act got me further irked.
I clipped her chin with my finger and she winced but didn't cry out. She was resisting, but I could feel her emotion.
She was afraid.
I could hear the loud thumping of her heart and my heart melted. However, I wouldn't be rendered weak by the nasty bond created by the moon goddess.
I put more pressure into my grip and she closed her eyes and pursed her lips so she wouldn't make a sound.
"You weren't supposed to be training!" I yelled as I let go of her, sending her falling backwards.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know that," her apology did nothing but got me pissed.
Did I ask her to apologize?
"Keep quiet!" I yelled.
She immediately pursed her lips. I watched her tremble as I went closer to her.
I didn't know what was wrong with me or why I was being so possessive of her. I just didn't like anyone touching that which belonged to me.
"You liked to be touched, don't you?" I rubbed the back of my hand against her cheek.
"No. Please," She raised her shoulder in defense.
Really?
Why was she always so defensive towards me? She was so calm with Jonas, and didn't seem to mind him touching her.
"Why?" I leaned closer to whisper in her ear. "Weren't you so happy to have Jonas touch you? Why not me?" I trapped her against the wall and raised her leg to my waist while my hand rubbed her lap. "I have every right over you. More than Jonas."
She gulped as she watched my hand move on her lap. I traced my hand slowly against her lap.
"I wasn't," she waved her hand defensively. "I wasn't happy with Jonas. I was only training," she sounded desperate as she begged.
"So, who owns the right to your body? Jonas or me?" I stopped midway, making sure that my hand stopped in front of her panties.
"You...only you," she immediately replied. "You alone own the right to me." She replied quickly.
I slapped the inside of her thigh and smiled. "Good girl."
She squirmed and let out a low cry.
"What?" I winked playfully.
She bit her lips and her lashes fluttered as she watched my hand move around her thigh. This action of hers stirred me up so badly. I couldn't control the lust and hunger that spread through me like wildfire.
I groaned as I tried to get her out of my head and break her control over me. However, it was irresistible. I couldn't snap out of it no matter how hard I tried.
I succumbed to the lustful thoughts and allowed my hand explore her inner thighs. I moved the pant aside and my finger went deep inside.
She moaned softly as I moved my hand in circles. I groaned at her warmth and her laps closed around my waist.
I smiled at her response to my touch. Though she seemed to want otherwise, her body wanted to be touched.
Probably our bond at work but neither of us seemed to be able to resist. She surrendered.
I raised her hands up above her head. Then I opened her legs a little wider to grant me entrance into her.
My phallus sprang out and jumped in freedom as soon as I released it.
She gulped at the extraordinary length and I noticed her squirm in an attempt to flee. With her hands pinned above her head, and legs tightly wrapped around my waist, there was no escaping.
Without delay, I dipped the hungry phallus into her and she screamed. I wasn't surprised because she had cried for several hours during the first time.
I knew it would take a while before she adjusted to my size, however I couldn't dwell on her pain at the moment. Her sweetness was more tempting than her pain.
Usually, I'd derive joy from her pain, but right now i was filled with bliss as i plunged into her.
When I had her for the first time, I thought she tasted so delicious because I was horny. However, this moment was supposed to be a punishment for her but it turned out to be blissful for me.
"It hurts," she muttered in a soft pain filled voice.
A part of me thought to stop and try to ease her pain, but I couldn't bring myself to end this blissful moment.
"Kimberly," I called her name in full for the first time as I reached c****x.
No woman had ever brought me to c****x, but this little wonder bag. This witty lady did it without putting any effort.
She gasped and immediately raised her head to look at me, surprised at the way I called her name.
I gathered myself as I realized what I was about to say. I sighed in relief as I emptied the rest of my juice in her.
"Go clean yourself up."
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