Mae POV
I don't dare move. Kieran's hand is wrapped around my neck, and his body hovers over mine. My eyes are wide with fear, but he doesn't seem to recognize who I am.
Kieran's eyes are unnaturally dark as he looks down at my face. His fingers flex against my neck, but he doesn't squeeze painfully. He is applying enough pressure to let me know he is in control.
I should be afraid. A werewolf has his hand around my neck. Kieran could kill me easily. But I am not afraid. Something tells me that he will not hurt me. I just need to snap him out of whatever trance he is in.
His hips are pressed against mine, and I can feel his erection growling through his sweats. Kieran presses his hips into mine, and a soft mewl escapes my lips. My hips move on their own accord and wiggle against him.
I begin to pant heavily as desire pools between my thighs. Kieran's hand around my neck only serves to make me wetter.
Kieran sniffs the air, and his eyes swirl back to the beautiful blue color I have grown accustomed to.
"Mae?" He whispers, but he doesn't let go of my neck.
Unable to find my voice, I nod my head.
Suddenly, there is a spark between us that I cannot explain. Kieran releases my neck and grinds his hips against me. I raise my hips to meet his, and he groans with pleasure.
Claws extend from the tips of his fingers, and he slices my clothes from my body. Leaving me exposed beneath him. Kieran has a feral look in his eyes as he gazes down at me.
The urge to cover myself from his intense gaze is powerful, but I keep my hands to my sides. Gripping the side of the couch, I wait to see what happens next.
My tongue darts out to moisten my lips, and a low sound rumbles in Kieran's chest. It almost sounds like a purr.
Lifting my hand from my side, I weave it in the hair on the back of his head. I desperately need to feel his lips on me.
Kieran's eyes search mine like he is looking for permission. I tug on the back of his head, pulling his face down to mine.
Slowly, Kieran lowers his body on top of me and presses his lips against mine. Sparks erupt all over my body as our mouths mold together. I moan deeply into his mouth, and Kieran takes the opportunity to plunge his tongue into mine.
As his tongue caresses mine, the more intense the electricity becomes between us. It is as if something in my mind has been turned on. Something that wasn't there before.
Twisting my hands in his hair, I refuse to let him pull away from me. Slipping my tongue into his mouth, I explore everything about him. Kieran tastes sweet, and he smells delicious.
The pressure building between my thighs is becoming unbearable. I rub myself against Kieran's erection, needing to feel some sort of release. Kieran growls into my mouth as I rub myself against him. He pulls away from the kiss and rests his forehead against mine.
A voice inside my mind is screaming for me to claim Kieran, but I don't understand what it means. Kieran lifts his body off me, and I mutter the word, "Mate."
"What did you just say?" Kieran asks.
"There is a voice in my mind," I breathe heavily. "It is telling me you are my mate."
A look of excitement rushes over Kieran, and he presses his body against mine again. Grabbing my chin, he tilts my head to the side and runs his tongue over the side of my neck. He pauses where my neck meets my shoulder, and I feel his teeth graze against my skin.
"One day, I will mark you right here," Kieran whispers against my neck, sending a chill down my spine.
I am not sure what it means to mark someone, but just the thought of it is turning me on.
"Why wait?" I ask boldly.
A chuckle vibrates Kieran's chest. "Because I need you to know what you are in for. We should take things slow."
I slide my hand between us and grip his cock through his pants. "I don't want to take things slow."
Kieran lifts himself off me and runs his fingers through his hair. "You don't know what you are asking."
"I want to feel you inside me," I beg Kieran. "I want to feel your body up against mine."
Kieran gets to his feet and paces the floor beside the couch. Sitting up, I remove the shreds of clothes from my body and stand naked before him.
"I am not afraid," I tell him. "The voice in my mind is telling me that we belong together."
Kieran runs his hands down my shoulders and palms, one of my breasts in his hand. My nipples harden under his touch, and I throw my head back in pleasure. He trails the other hand down my stomach and stops just above my pelvis. I can feel his fingers twitch as he hesitates.
Grabbing his hand, I guide it to my core. His fingers run over my folds, and he moans when he feels how wet I am.
"I need you," I whisper as his fingers slide along my entrance.
Kieran plunges a finger inside of me, causing me to cry out. He pumps his finger in and out a few times before removing it from me. I whimper at the loss of his touch.
Grabbing me by the hand, Kieran leads me to the bed and lays me down. He stands beside the bed and gazes down at me.
The pressure between my legs is too much to handle, and I press my thighs together.
Kieran places his hands on my knees and spreads them open. He drops to his knees by the edge of the bed and pulls me to the edge.
Kieran runs his tongue the length of my slit, and my hips buck wildly against his face. Wrapping his hands around my hips, he holds me in place before dipping his tongue into my core. He feasts on me like he is crazed. His tongue trails up to my clit, and he circles it before sucking it into his mouth.
He slips a finger into my core and curls it slightly. I grip the sheets of the bed as my pleasure continues to build.
"Kieran," I breathe out.
He slides another finger inside of me, and it tips me over the edge. My hips grind against his face as I cry out with pleasure.
Kieran doesn't stop until my body stops shaking. He crawls up my body up my body, placing little kisses on my bare skin as he does.
Finally, he presses his lips against mine before curling up next to me. A yawn escapes my lips, and Kieran pulls me close.
"Sleep," he says as he strokes my hair.
I want to protest. I want to return the favor, but the longer Kieran strokes my hair, the more tired I get. Soon, I feel my eyes closing, and I drift off into a peaceful sleep.