Page 65 of Follow the Rhythm
Kieran stiffened and growled under his breath. The hair on the nape of my neck stood up at the sound. It was the sound of an Alpha on the edge. I needed to defuse the situation. I gave Bea a poisonous smile and ignored Ellis’s dumbstruck face.
“Have a great night, you two. I know we will.” I pulled Kieran into the elevator and waved sarcastically as the doors closed.
“I’m sorry, love. She shouldn’t talk to you like that,” Kieran said, still watching the door, his body stiff.
I rolled my eyes. Talking about Bea was a waste of breath. I pulled him down for a kiss instead. He responded immediately, and I felt his attention shift fully back to me where it belonged.
We went to Kieran’s room. As soon as the door closed behind us, Kieran scooped me up and tossed me on the bed. He covered my body with his, kissing me thoroughly, and pressing his knee between my legs. I ground helplessly against the friction he was giving me. My lips and jaw were already slightly abraded from his beard, but I didn’t want to stop. I kept diving back for kisses, taking small sips of his flavor.
“Don’t make me wait,” I said against his lips. “Please. I need you.”
He growled again, a low rumble, as he helped me undress to my bra and panties. His eyes roved over my body hungrily.
“You’re so gorgeous, love,” he breathed.
“Your turn.” I pulled at his shirt.
He was just as magnificent as I remembered, long and lean. His cock strained at the fabric of his boxers as he stood over me.
“Touch yourself,” he rasped. “I want to watch you.”
I whimpered and peeled off my panties. They were soaked with slick. Kieran watched each movement. I let my knees drop open, and he inhaled sharply. My perfume had kicked into overdrive along with the rhythm of my heartbeat.
“I want to watch you, too,” I said, stroking my clit gently. My pussy was already clenching in anticipation.
Kieran drew out his cock. It was, in a word, enormous and on the same scale as the rest of him. I swallowed and watched him just as intently as he watched me. A drop of pre-cum leaked from the tip as he gripped himself roughly. “Look at you. You’re so wet for me. Do you want me to fuck you, little Omega?”
I whined, nodding. My instincts were taking over.
“Tell me, Jess.”
“I want you to fuck me, Alpha,” I gasped, plunging a finger inside my pussy. “Now.”
He surged forward to cover me again and pulled my hand gently away. His thick, callused finger replaced my own, and I felt myself squeeze against him. “You’re not ready for me yet.”
“Oh god,” I whined when he added another finger, stretching me. His thumb flicked over my clit, and I bucked my hips. “I need you now, please.”
“Not yet, love, you need to come for me like this.” He curled his fingers inside me. I tried to surrender myself to the slow pace he set, but I was impatient, bucking my hips. Kieran kissed me, capturing my frustrated whines, and built my pleasure slowly. It was torture, the wanting more, but he never gave in to my demands.
My orgasm approached like a tidal wave on the horizon and it crashed over me just as hard, pulling me under. I clung to Kieran as I shook, my pussy fluttering around his fingers. He murmured encouragement to me.
“I need you, Kieran. Please,” I said when I caught my breath.
He pulled me on top of him, his huge cock curved up between us, his knot swelling. My mouth went dry at the sight. I gripped him loosely, feeling his blood pulsing under the smooth, taut skin. My hand barely encircled him.
“Go slowly,” he growled. I nodded, my head light.
I settled him at my entrance and eased down. Even though I was gushing slick, just the head of his cock was a stretch. I hissed against the slight burn.
“Slowly,” he said again, catching my hips.
“You’re so big,” I panted, suddenly panicked. How was he ever going to fit? I needed him inside me but it seemed impossible.
“You can take me, love.” He brushed his thumb against my clit. The pain lessened slightly as my pussy throbbed around him. “Slow.”
I nodded, still panting. Inch by inch, I took him inside. He stroked my clit as I worked down his length, praising me the whole time. Soon, I was rocking on him as he thrust shallowly inside me, his hands wrapped around my hips.
“So full,” I gasped.
