<h4>Chapter 519: A Gift For River (II)</h4>
<strong>Warning: Mature content in the Chapter </strong>
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<strong>Kieran:</strong>
I watched her.
That was always where my undoing began.
Evaliney beneath me, hershes fluttering as she bit down on her lower lip, doing her absolute best to keep quiet... fighting the sounds she always tried so hard to restrain. It was a habit born from years of discipline, of control, of never wanting to draw attention to herself.
But stars, she never had to hold back with me.
I shifted closer, letting my presence alone steal her breath. I pulled out my fingers only to insert them back, and used my thumb to massage her clit at the same time. As I moved, my touch deepened and the rhythm changed, her control shattered just enough for a soft sound to escape her.
There it was.
I stilled, lifting my gaze to her face, memorizing the way her brows drew together, the way her fingers curled into the fabric of the couch beneath her.
"Kieran," she whispered, half-warning, half-plea.
That was my cue.
I changed the pace again... deliberate, unrelenting... and her breath brokepletely. A sharp gasp slipped free, echoing softly through the office, followed by a sound she couldn’t stop this time.
I leaned down immediately, stealing the moan right from her mouth before she could think to quiet herself again.
The kiss was slow at first, deep and unhurried, meant to ground her... but it didn’t stay that way for long.
She melted into it, her lips parting instinctively as if she had been waiting for me to im them again. I poured everything into that kiss... every moment I had spent missing her, every unspoken want, every promise I hadn’t said out loud yet.
It hadn’t taken us long to get rid of our clothes... neatly folded and resting on the coffee table.
She nowy bare under me, her body ready and begging for me. The sight... had me cursing under my breath.
It was such a fierce battle to push back my wolf and not im her already. I wanted to get her ready first, to watch her shatter under immense pleasure.
I kissed along her jaw, down her throat, lingering where her pulse raced beneath my lips. She arched slightly, giving me ess without a word, trusting mepletely.
The trust hit harder than desire ever could.
My other hand followed where my mouth led.
I let my tongue ran over my mate mark, earning another sweet moan from her.
I left my mark slowly with kisses pressed into her skin, reverent and iming all at once. She shivered beneath me, her breath turning uneven as sensation built and built, wave after wave rolling through her until she was gripping my shoulders just to stay anchored.
Her world narrowed to feeling.
And I stayed with her through all of it.
When her body finally tipped over the edge, it was unmistakable... her breath breaking apart, her back arching, my name falling from her lips like a confession. I held her through it, murmuring low, grounding words until the tremors eased and she sagged against the cushions, glowing and spent.
I pulled back just enough to look at her.
Her eyes were unfocused, lips parted, chest rising and falling as she came back to herself. For a moment, we simply breathed together.
Then I reached for my wallet on the coffee table beside us. From inside, I pulled out a familiar looking packet.
She noticed immediately, one brow lifting despite her daze. "You seem... prepared," she murmured.
I smiled, leaning down to brush a soft kiss to her temple. "I like being responsible."
A breathyugh escaped her.
I took my time, making sure everything was right. I tore the packet open, slipped on the condom while never once breaking eye contact as I settled between her legs again. The moment I lined myself against her entrance, anticipation rippled through the bond so sharply it stole my breath.
Instead of entering her immediately, I started sliding my length between her folds, brushing my tip against her clit that had her closing her eyes and moaning softly.
I repeated the move several times... until my length was covered in her juices... only then did I align myself against her opening once again.
When I finally pushed forward, the sensation hit us both at once.
She gasped, her fingers tightening around my forearms, and I groaned just as deeply, the sound pulled from somewhere instinctive and raw. Every inch felt likeing home.
I moved slowly at first, letting us adjust, letting the connection settle. The bond hummed... alive, electric. Each movement synced us closer until there was no separation left, no hesitation.
Only us.
I leaned down and kissed her on the lips before burying my face in the crook of her neck.
Her hands traveled from my arms to my back, her nails pressing into my skin as I increased the pace of my thrusts, her body meeting mine without thought, without restraint now. Every sound she made fed straight into my chest, every breath pulling me closer to the edge with her.
I kissed her again, forehead to forehead, mouths brushing, breaths tangled.
"Look at me," I whispered.
She did.
"Kieran... I-I’m close..." she whispered momentster.
I looked into her eyes, sensing my own release around the corner. "Let go then." I told, kissing her again on the lips.
My thrusts were so fast and deep that it took merely another minute before the first wave of pleasure washed over her. And the way her inner muscles immediately squeezed around my length... was enough to push me over the edge.
We both broke together, our release hitting us in the same breath, the same heartbeat.
It was explosive.
It was overwhelming.
Like gravity had finally imed us both.
I copsed in her waiting arms, making sure to not crush her under my weight. This time, her lips found mine first - eager, hungry, and iming.
Ending the kiss, I pulled back and stared at her with a smile.
"How about a second round?"