His lips hovered just a fraction of an inch above hers, and his eyes peered right through her. Her eyes were bright with a litany of enquiries and demands. Before she could work up the courage to resist the growing intimacy, his mouth had already claimed hers. It was reassuring and warm rather than devastating or overpowering.
The moment his tongue grazed across her lips, they opened up on their own, which enabled him to go in for a more passionate kiss. He crept into her mouth, putting his tongue in and taking it out as he rubbed it sensuously against hers until she did the same. His hands slid down her neck, one pausing at her nape so that he could weave his fingers into her hair, and the other travelling slowly down and pausing at her breasts so that he could twitch them to keep them firm and painfully aware of him. He did this in alternating motions. Her breasts were aching for his touch. He continued to kiss her until she sighed and pressed herself further into him. He wanted to get her attention, so he changed his behaviour just a little to see if she would keep looking for him after he gave her a little of a break. He let out a moan as she inched closer to him by drawing one of her hands up his body to clasp his shoulder and drawing herself in closer.
She could access his mouth, so she inserted her tongue into his mouth and stroked his tongue in the same way that he had stroked hers. She would flick her tongue over his teeth, pull his lower lip into her mouth, and then chew on it to satisfy her craving. Although she was supposed to be the one who started it, her kiss made him starve and unleashed the beast within him. Once more, he showed he was in charge of the kiss by angling his mouth over hers and taking over. His hand moved away from her breast to wrap possessively around her, causing him to exert an even greater amount of pressure on her.
His lips parted from hers, burning a path down her face and neck before coming back together. It was an intoxicating experience to have the feeling of being devoured alive. Selena had a hard time even forming a thought, let alone maintaining one. She allowed her body to slowly undulate against his perfect body. Her body was trying to relieve itself against him, and she was rubbing her crotch against his thigh without even realising it. Cayden understood the unspoken requirement by bending her left knee and placing it around his hip. He did this by leaning into her in order to steady himself. She let out a moan and immediately moved to get away from the intense heat and suggestive position she was in. Cayden wouldn't put up with any of that nonsense. He took both of his hands and grabbed her ass, pulling her close to him as he did so. He maintained his assault on her mouth while roughly stroking himself against her dripping wet cunt.
Her breathing became shallow, and she tore her mouth away from his as she felt a wave bring her entire being up, and then he stepped back from her, breathing raggedly and looking at her with black eyes. Her thoughts were racing, and she had to focus hard just to see his figure. Although his body was no longer touching hers, he moved closer to her and leant forward on the wall with his hands, which he had placed on either side of her head. When she saw the malicious smile turn the corners of his mouth up, she immediately stopped breathing.
It took Cayden a moment to speak, gathering his strength. "Tell me, Selena, tell me what you want."
She shook her head. "I don't know."
He reached out a hand to stroke her brow and trail the finger down her jaw.
"I know you want me; your wolf wants me to mark you. You are my mate. Just accept it." His voice was smooth and nonthreatening.
"But before I do, I have to hear your voice ask me. Ask me to fuck you, mark you, and I will happily comply."
Indeed, he was correct. He was manipulating the circumstances so that she would have no other option but to plead with him. He took advantage of the responses that her body had. Her muscles tensed up as soon as she saw his strategy. She inhaled more deeply as her rage grew to a crescendo.
"Cayden stops!" She yelled with her last shred of sanity.
He unlocked her shackles. She stopped resisting and looked at him in surprise.
"I will never understand your reluctance. It's not as if you don't find overwhelming pleasure in my arms. You obviously want it too. What is it that makes you resist this?"
Cayden grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. "Perhaps there are deeper reasons for your reluctance?"
Her wide eyes widened. So, everything was a ruse to get her to talk. He didn't want to mark her. This somehow made her feel worse.
"You want to know why? Cayden?" She quipped tersely.
At that, he squinted his eyes. "Yes, that's what I've been wanting to know, I suppose."
She turned to him, angry and sceptical. "It's because my mom died because of you," she said, waving her body angrily in its stone surroundings. "She died because she felt sorry for you and helped you run. Cayden, I remember everything now. That lost little boy in the woods. It was you."
Cayden froze. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Memories that he had buried deep inside were resurfacing, and he didn't know how to react.
"You know..." he fumbled.
"Yes. I know," she sighed.
A knock disturbed their conversation. Cayden nodded towards the door, sliding his shirt back on as the door opened. Natasha entered, watching the young, naked woman. She smirked.
"Sorry to disturb you, my Alpha, but the warriors have just returned. They have caught the rogues."
Cayden continued the slow pace of dressing. "Where's Max?"
"There was a situation he was going to deal with. Apparently, there was also a woman involved. He followed her." Natasha replied.
Selena scrutinised the woman standing in front of her with her eyes. Natasha was completely an enigma to her. She insisted she had feelings for Cayden. Despite this, she bound Selena while she was naked; she knew well that he would be tempted to ravish her. Selena had heard rumours that Cayden and Natasha were having an open relationship with the other members of the pack, and she believed those rumours. It made little sense.
"Take Selena back to her room. And keep her locked. She may not go out until I say so."
He looked at Selena. " And get her dressed."
Natasha bowed towards him, and Cayden left to deal with the rogues.