The Art of Taming Her Mates

8. Feed Me.

"Do you want to see mine?"

Kayleen did not completely grasp the meaning of his words before his zipper was pulled down and his bulging c**k was out. She held her breath at the sight of its length and girth. It was no joke. It was even more dangerous than Kayleen imagined. It had a broad mushroom looking head that was darker than the rest of its pink length, the stem had blue veins running along it that seemed to be popping out.

"It's not even fully aroused yet," Kingston smirked at her surprised yet frightened gaze as he wrapped Kayleen's hand around his c**k. Kayleen swallowed hard. The fat meat was hot and her hand was too small to wrap around it completely. "UH!" Kingston groaned in pleasure as he stared into Kayleen's big eyes gagging her reaction. Her small hand was warm and sweaty. He grew harder at her mere touch. That had never happened to him. No one had ever had such an effect on him until Kayleen. "Stroke it like this," he put his hand over hers to demonstrate how to slowly stroke his c**k up and down. "Good, now do it faster. If you obey me like a good girl, Kayleen, it will grow long and thick to pleasure you," he whispered as he licked the shell of her ear.

"AH," Kayleen shivered from his attention and closed her eyes when his other hand invaded the inside of her dress, grabbing her breast. He cupped her in his palm as he began to massage her more firmly as his lips worked the sensitive skin of her neck. "Oh... oh..." Kayleen cried in pleasure, then gasped when he pinched her n****e.

"AHH f**k!" Kingston groaned when she suddenly tightly squeezed his c**k.

"You like me pinching your little n****e that much?" He grinned, rolling her n****e between his fingers.

"It hurts..." she arched her chest up in pleasure.

"That's what you want, right?" He pulled the neck of her dress down, exposing both of her breasts to his touch. Kayleen watched him play with her breasts, making her start to ache between her thighs. The sensation of his growing c**k pulsing in her palm was fueling her rising lust.

Kingston slowly slipped his hand between her thighs. "You're getting wet just from me playing with your t**s? What a naughty she-wolf you are," he teased, running a finger over the wet fabric at the juncture of her thighs, making sure to brush the sensitive bundle of nerves found there.

"AHH... Kingston," Kayleen moaned, throwing her head back. Kingston grew harder in her hand when he took in her hazy gaze, begging him for more.

"So needy," he cursed, pulling her into a hard kiss. "I will f**k you so well that you will see stars," he promised, spreading her legs apart as he pulled his shirt over his head. Kayleen gasped as her heart jumped in her throat. She put her hand over her exposed chest.

"No, this is wrong." She closed her legs, pulled her hand back from his awakened c**k as she tried to move away from him.

"What's wrong?" Kingston knitted his brows. He held her firmly in place, not letting her run away. Everything was going well until suddenly she seemed scared. Her face was red and her eyes full of fear. "Tell me, Kayleen," he lovingly cupped her face, looking deeper into blue eyes, trying to win her trust. "Why are you scared? Can’t you see what great job you are doing? I am so ready for you."

"This...I can't do this," she bit her lip.

"Why?" Kingston raised his brows in displeasure. After coming this far, he could not retreat. He had reached the limit. At this point, he wanted nothing more than to f**k her long and hard on the kitchen counter until her throat was raw from screaming her pleasure.

"This is something that you do with your husband," she answered weakly.

Kingston's mind went blank for a couple of seconds. Kayleen's husband was Wallace. She was dreaming about being f****d by him. Kingston swore that he would have her in his bed, eat her, have her however he wanted, she would serve him more of those erotic moans of hers.

Kingston's heart burst with fury at a thought of those smooth legs being spread wide for another man as he f****d her tight little dripping p***y. Just imagining it awakened his beast. He grabbed Kayleen's arms to pull her closer to his bare chest.

"Your ex-husband is a fool that is f*****g that slut in his bed, Kayleen," he whispered, his gaze boring deep into her blue eyes. "He is into whores who happen to be his soulmate," he explained. He noticed Kayleen's face going pale. Soon her sad, innocent eyes were filled with tears.

"No," she wailed. Kingston's heart ached at her tears. He felt her pain and sadness, which he found strange. He had made this innocent young woman cry. He had not needed to do that.

"SHHH, don't cry," he wiped her tears away with his thumbs. "Look at me, Kayleen," he ordered, tilting her face up. Her nose was red and when she sniffled she looked adorable. "Who am I?” He asked.

"Kingston," she replied, blinking innocently up at him with wet lashes.

"That's right," he smiled, crushing her lips to his. Kayleen closed her eyes and moaned into his mouth, allowing him to coax her tongue into tangling with his. While sinking deeper into the kiss, he grabbed her by the hips, gently caressing the soft skin there.

"Who is kissing you?" He asked, pulling her up into his strong arms.

"Kingston," she wrapped her arm around his neck as he sat her down on the kitchen counter. Her dress was down around her waist, exposing everything she had been trying to hide with her slender arms.

"That's right," he pulled her arm away from her chest, then rucked the skirt of her dress up around her hips before spreading her legs wide for his perusal. He had to hold in his growl at the sight she made splade out before him. "Yes, it's me, Kingston. So don't hide from me, Kayleen," he demanded as grabbed her ass while settling himself between her spread thighs, only to pull her closer until her core rested against his aching c**k.

"Ahh!" Kayleen moaned as her exposed breasts made contact with the plans of his hard bare chest at the same time his c**k touched the mouth of v****a. "Not inside," she pleaded. She felt as if he would slip into her any second.

"Touch it, Kayleen," Kingston rolled his hips, rubbed his hungry c**k along her wet dripping entrance, hitting her engorged clit with every thrust. This caused Kayleen’s hips to buck uncontrollably in response to the bliss coursing through her body. "Give it your attention," Kingston suggested, placing her hand on his hard pulsing c**k. Kayleen watched the pleasure on his face as he let out hiss of euphoria when she did what he had taught her earlier. The more she stroked his c**k, the more engorged he became in her hand.

Kingston watched Kayleen's breasts bounce in front of his face. He opened his mouth and latched on to one of them without a warning.

"Oh...OHHHH..." Kayleen moaned loudly. His mouth was hot and wet as he vigorously sucked on her. He followed one particularly long pull on her sensitive bud with a light nibble and grazing of his teeth. Kayleen swore she saw stars for a moment as she subconsciously tightened her grip on his d**k, causing him to growl around the n****e in his mouth. Her little n****e was pink and pebbled in his hungry mouth. His tongue flicked, rolled, and sucked on her n****e and tit. "Yes..." Kayleen dug the fingers of her free hand into his hair.

"You like that?" Kingston let go of her n****e with a loud pop. Kayleen opened her eyes in displeasure. Her right n****e was left unloved and aching for his attention. Kingston saw her eyes slightly watery. They were full of begging and need. Kingston softly kissed her welcoming lips . "You want more?" He bit her lower lip hard, flicking her right n****e with his nimble fingers. Kayleen hissed, wanting to combust from the feelings that were building inside of her at that moment. She was dripping badly onto his c**k as he continued to rub against the mouth of her p***y. He could feel her muscles trying to pull him inside her with every pass. She was consumed by so much pleasure. All she wanted was him to suck her n*****s again.

"Yes," Kayleen's voice shook with embarrassment. Kingston's lips hooked up in a smile as he slowly pushed a finger into her dripping core.

"Then feed me," he demanded.