Page 16 of Bonding with the Beta

“Wanna put that theory to the test?” I murmur out of nowhere.

I might hate myself tomorrow, but all I can think about is Kayden’s fingers and if they’ll bring me even the tiniest relief.

Kayden’s head tilts with a challenge. “Not sure. I don’t want to be shunned for my lack of experience with the female body.”

I release a breath that sounds a little too desperate. “Like I said, we can test it.”

He hums and traces his finger down the curve of my neck and over my shoulder. I try not to visibly tremble as he dips past my hip and across the sliver of skin on show until he drops his hand to my thigh and traces a pattern on the inside.

I gulp as I shiver.

“You’ve changed your tune, huh?”

“How can one learn if he doesn’t get to practice?”

Kayden’s lips part, releasing a deep chuckle that would send my eyes rolling back if I didn’t keep myself in check. “I don’t know,” he drawls as he leans in, his finger moving closer to my core until he slips one inside my loose pyjama shorts and swipes his index finger along the slit of my soaked thong. “But you’re right. Practice makes perfect.”

I jolt as he brushes the tiny bundles of nerves in my clit. I desperately gasp for a breath and look up at him through dilated eyes. He smirks yet says nothing. He doesn’t need to say anything. He’s touched me for all of two seconds, and he already has me in the palm of his hands.

A part of me is screaming at myself that this is a bad,badidea.

But the other part of me couldn’t give a single fuck when he looks at me like he’s starving.

6

KAYDEN

This is the last situation I thought I’d be in, but now I’m here, and I can’t leave.

Kayleigh is trapped between my chest and the fridge, her needy eyes watching me with anticipation as I flick the tip of my finger along the centre of her panties. She chews on her lip, and her head falls back to the metal door.

“Something like that?” I ask deeply.

She releases an exasperated whimper when I move my fingers away, leaving her wet thong for a quick moment. “Not enough,” she murmurs.

My heart thrashes in my chest. Well, nothing is more attractive than a woman telling you what she wants while you’re doing it. Confident girls are the epitome of downright fucking sexy.

And this combination right here? It’s deadly for my soul.

I didn’t listen to myself.

I didn’t stay away.

Not when she’s wearing these tiny little black shorts and a short white cropped T-shirt that allows me to see her nipples through the fabric. The Goddess is testing me. I fucking know it.

Do I deserve to be tortured? I’d like to know exactly what I’ve done.

“Kayden.” She closes her eyes and breathes through her nose sharply.

The sound of my name falling from her pretty lips does weird things to my stomach. “What was that about not knowing where the clitoris is?”

She groans and looks at me, wriggling her back against the fridge as if she’s in deep discomfort because I’m no longer touching her. “Being cocky doesn’t get you brownie points.”

“No?” My brows raise. “But I guess it’ll make you come.”

“Wha–”

I press the tips of my fingers back to her damp core and roll them around the hood slowly. A hand reaches out, and she grabs onto my arm for support when I push her panties to the side and let my middle finger slip down her slit.

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