My Fated Mate Can Have Her-Chapter 96: Surrender [18+]

[Warning: Mature Content]

Kael

She looked away, her skin flushed a peachy red shade as her arms started to rise again, moving to cover herself.

Why was she always doing this?

I couldn’t allow it.

My hand moved, catching her wrists and pinning both arms above her head. Her breath stuttered and a slow shock seeped into her soft eyes.

I stilled, simply looking.

Hells...

From this angle, her lying beneath me, hair fanning across my sheets... She was devastatingly beautiful. Her breasts sprawled across her chest in this position, fuller than I had realized, the peaks tight and flushed from my attention. I had touched them, tasted them, but I hadn’t seen her like this before. This moment could not compare to what I had envisioned. Her body was flushed, a mesmerising peach colour that was glaring against her pale skin. Her lips were slightly swollen from my kisses and her eyes averted in that heartbreaking mix of want and embarrassment. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

She was spread beneath me, vulnerable, every curve and hollow exposed in the dim light.

My chest tightened so hard it hurt. Heat roared through me, thick and urgent, settling heavy behind my legs.

Her racing pulse was visible against the skin of her throat, and she trembled in quiet restraint despite the desire I could scent rolling off her in waves.

"Don’t hide from me," I murmured, my voice rough with barely controlled need.

Her gaze flicked back to mine, wide, uncertain, trusting. Something in me cracked open and I slowly lowered myself, careful not to crush her but close enough that she felt all of me. Skin to skin, from chest to our hips. Her breasts pressed soft and warm against me, and my heart thundered with a frantic beat that matched hers.

My aching member pressed hot against her thigh and I was certain she could feel just how much I yearned for her.

I kissed her again, slow, deep, deliberate, pouring everything I couldn’t say into the slide of my tongue against hers. She sighed into my mouth.

Only when I felt her melt did I release her hands.

My hand travelled down her arm before sliding along the curve of her side. The grooves of her ribs, the impossibly soft flesh of her skin, and the flare of her hip. I traced every curve, and she arched towards my touch with a responsiveness that made my blood run hotter.

Her hands rose to cradle the back of my neck, fingers threading through my hair. Then her fingertips grazed the nape of my neck, a feather-light touch that shouldn’t have affected me as much as it did.

The sensation shot down my spine like lightning, tingling and electric, nearly crippling in its intensity. My breath dragged harsh, ragged, and my cock jerked against the confines of my pants, aching.

I couldn’t take it anymore.

I broke the kiss and moved lower, taking one of her mounds into my mouth again. My tongue circled its tight peak before closing my lips around it. Her back bowed off the bed as she gasped, and I pressed my knee firmly between her thighs, grinding against her core through the thin fabric of her pants.

Her heat was unmistakable, and the wetness had soaked through the material. My head spun and my erection throbbed with painful resistance against my pants as the scent of her arousal fully hit me like a drug.

I switched to her other breast, lavishing it with the same attention. My teeth grazed carefully before soothing with my tongue. I was lost in the taste of her skin, and the way her nipples hardened further in my mouth. Her hips rolled against my knee in unconscious seeking motions that drove me half-mad.

I barely registered the escalating tremor in her thighs, along with the way her hips continued rocking in tiny desperate circles against me.

Only when her body went suddenly rigid, and a choked moan muffled behind her hands, did I lift my head to find her completely undone.

Her body shuddered beneath me in rhythmic waves, and her hips jerked in small, helpless pulses against my thigh. Her hands were clasped over her mouth, trying and failing to stifle the soft, broken moans spilling from her lips. Her eyes were glazed, unfocused, her pupils blown wide with pleasure.

She had finished?

The realisation stunned me for a moment. Especially by the fact that I had been too distracted to notice when she was coming close.

My cock pulled so taut it bordered on pain. The hairs on my skin rose on end, and blood roared in my ears. I felt the rhythmic throb of her folds against my knee in subtle aftershocks that still rippled. Each pulse made my control slip further.

She was still trembling, still lost in her own world.

I kissed her stomach, just below her ribs. The touch pulled another moan from her, and my hands tensed, gripping her thighs as I held them firmly to the bed. I pressed open-mouthed kisses down the soft curve of her abdomen, and travelled lower across the trembling plane of her stomach.

Her breath hitched audibly when my lips brushed the base of her stomach at the same time my thumb skirted along the waistband of her pants, teasing the sensitive skin there.

I shifted, kneeling back as I slowly spread her thighs wider. Then I hooked my fingers under the waistband of her pants.

Her eyes went wide, suddenly focused, as shock and a strange awareness dawned on her flushed face.

I drew the fabric down slowly, bit by bit, revealing her to me for the first time. The moment she was bare, her legs snapped together. Her thighs pressed tight, and her knees turned inward as full awareness crashed over her.

She had snapped out of her stupor, her eyes widening further, and her cheeks flaming an even deeper shade.

My heart twisted even as heat surged harder through my veins.

"Violet," I called gently, voice low and rough with need. I placed my hands on her raised knees in front of me, my thumbs tracing slow circles on the soft skin there. "Please..."

She didn’t seem scared. Only embarrassed. I didn’t want to stop, but if she wasn’t comfortable, I...

Slowly, so slowly it nearly undid me, she relaxed. Her knees parted just enough, her thighs falling open in shy surrender. She turned her face away, eyes squeezing shut as she exposed herself to me.