Chapter 18 Games & Gifts
Raina may have taken it a little too far. The mark on her shoulder ached. The dark dangerous gleam in his eyes reminded her of how her Alpha was indeed a ruthless predator and she was his insolent prey that refused to follow his lead and broke all his rules.
His kiss was punishing, a clash of his tongue, mouth, and teeth bruising her skin. She knew she deserved the roughness. Was it sick she craved his aggression? Was it wrong that provoking this side of him was making her body react the way it was?
When he was so close to losing control, he was beautiful, savage, and wild. She loved when his wolf was so close to surface to best kept at bay, because the human side and wolf side meshed as one. Both man and wolf wanted the same exact thing and that in itself was so raw and authentic.
She could feel his hand travel down her body and shove her thighs a part with no kindness to his handling. Instead, he was marking his territory like only an Alpha would and could, asserting his dominance. There was no fake bravado. There was no bluffing. His fingers found her slick evidence of her arousal and he growled into their kiss before he thrust fingers inside of her.
Whining at the sudden stretch, she groaned when he continued his brutal pace, loosening her up. This was his only act of kindness she realized. He could’ve just shoved his impossibly hard dick inside of her, but he hadn’t. He knew her limits and what she could handle. It was scary to know he knew that much about her over such a short time yet maybe it was such a startling surprise. They hadn’t been lovers long, but they had been a team much longer. As her Alpha, he knew how to conquer her.
When the discomfort finally gave way to pleasure, she squirmed, biting her lip. She knew he wouldn’t allow it. He wouldn’t allow her to keep her pleasure buried deep within herself, where nobody could hear or know of it. He demanded her to voice it and feel it, but she would keep it in a little longer until she couldn’t.
“Are you trying to bait me?” His words were a gloriously dangerous threat as he pulled back to look down into her eyes.
She still refused to give him what he wanted. Even though her body reacted to his fingers, she still kept silent. Her eyes held his as they burned into her, pinning her into place. She still refused to make a sound when she came apart, tightening around his fingers.
“More games?” His eyes flashed and she swallowed. “Fine. Have it your way.”
Roughly arranging her limbs before she felt him thrust inside of her, forcing out the breath out of her. Her hands curled into the covers, clinging desperately to sanity. His eyes were still on hers as he remained over her. His knees pressed on the bed. His body hovered over hers. Her thighs spread. She chewed her bottom lip as he withdrew than slammed into her and she gasped.
“Kian,” she muttered deliriously as his pace became brutal, punishing her for all her games.
He smirked. “Yes?”
Her fingers gripped the sheets in her hands. Her breasts bounced at his hard thrusts. Teeth biting in her lip desperately as she tried to keep quiet. Eyes clashed. A battle of wills waged between the two. When he lifted her up her hips slightly over his thighs in his lap, her upper back still pressed against the mattress. It was only a slight difference, but the new angle drove her to absolute madness signaling her inevitable ruin.
Pleasure skyrocketed, burning her from the inside out. She could feel his own pleasure spike and she thrashed against him, trying to change the position. His hands grabbed hers and pinned them above her head as he drove into her, chasing after her breaking point. His eyes burned into hers as pleasure built into almost a painful height. She couldn’t take it any longer as she cried out his name.
The smug smirk slanted across his face in victory, but she didn’t have to think. She shattered to pieces for him with his name echoing in his bedroom while she clenched around his dick like a vice. With one last thrust, he roared out her name as he joined her. His spurts of his hot seed coated her insides.
It wasn’t until almost dawn that sleep came. She awoke to her voice raw from all the screaming and moaning he forced out of her throughout the night. Her body ached. Her muscles were stiff and sore. Her expectation of waking up alone in Kian’s room were dashed.
Breathing in his woodsy scent, the intensity of it made her realize that he was still nearby. Her eyes opened, expecting the harsh brightness of daylight to assault her. Instead, she was pleasantly submerged in dim light. Her eyes checked the windows, noting the blinds had been put down and the heavy curtains were drawn. Her eyes wandered to the only source of light in the room.
Kian was sitting in the big olive green armchair in the corner of his room with his feet propped up on the matching ottoman. The floor lamp emitted a soft orange light and the light green lampshade shielding her eyes from the harshness of the lightbulb. He was shuffling through some papers. A big stack of manila folders and large mug were on the wooden end table next to the chair.
He had a pair of sweatpants on, but he had opted for no shirt. Her eyes took in the artistry of his muscular torso on full display. The way his arms flexed as he did such simple movements. His wavy light brown locks fell over his forehead while he focused intently on the document in his hand. She wondered why he stayed in here to do office work. It was as if he heard her thoughts that he glanced up at her. His dark eyes focused on hers and a small smile tipped the corners of his mouth.
“Welcome to the land of the living,” he teased. A warmness softened his eyes as he observed her.
She sighed, sitting up for a moment while stretching. She blushed when the movement caused the sheet to slide off of her to reveal that she was still very much naked. His eyes dipped momentarily and the lines in his jaws clenched as he took in her breasts. Quickly scrambling to cover up her breasts with the sheet, she watched that mischievous smirk of his slant his sensual lips in amusement.
“We spent the night naked in all sorts of positions and you’re embarrassed right now?” he chuckled. His eyes burned a path upwards until they focused on something on her shoulder. She glanced down and realized he was looking at the bruise his mouth had made there. “You have some explaining to do, Raina. I don’t want any that acting innocent act or playing games either.”
She bit her bottom lip, glancing up at him while he got to his feet. “Kian--”
“But after you take a nice hot bath,” he told her as he approached the bed.
She swallowed, wondering what he up to. He gently pulled the sheet off her body then scooped her up in his arms. She didn’t struggle or fight him, letting him just carry her. He walked her into the shared bathroom between the suites. He gently placed her on the edge of the bathtub. She watched him as he turned the taps to start filling it with water.
When he grabbed a few things in the closest within the bathroom, her eyes widened in surprise when he carried over a large fancy gift bag. She was about to question him when he handed it over to her.
“I know you’re not a big fan of this type of stuff, but hopefully you’ll make an exception,” he told her softly. “I figured it’ll help you relax.”
She took the bag and hesitantly looked inside to find some bath salts, bubble bath bottles, candles, and a robe inside. She dragged out the items and she couldn’t keep her smile from breaking through. He was right. She usually never bought this stuff ever, but he gotten this for her so she would always make an exception.
“Thank you,” she whispered, gazing up in his eyes.
He nodded his head, giving her a small smile. “I’ll have some food brought up for you too for when you’re done.”
She gave him a nod in understanding and he left her to enjoy her time to relax. Glancing down at the contents in the bag, she couldn’t help her joy spreading through her. It was something she could definitely see him getting Mia and probably had in the past. It wasn’t like the gift was something rare or anything, but to her, it meant everything.