Mae POV
My chest rises and falls heavily as Kieran's eyes bore into mine. His pupils are dilated so much that I can barely see the blue that surrounds them. Every cell of my body is burning with desire, but Kieran still isn't touching me.
I look down at his mouth, and he runs his tongue seductively over his lips. Arching my back away from the wall, I can feel his erection pressing against my stomach. It twitches painfully with need. I don't know how he is holding back.
I am tired of waiting. Reaching between us, I try to grab his cock, but he grabs my wrist and holds my hand above my head. He presses it against the wall and rubs his other hand up my side.
"Impatient?" He asks with his eyebrow raised.
"Kieran," his name is nothing more than a whisper on my lips.
He doesn't give me a chance to keep begging. With two fingers, he lifts my chin and presses his lips to mine. His tongue runs along the seam of my lips, and I open my mouth eagerly. I press my tongue against his and we fight for dominance.
I wrap my free hand around Kieran's neck and pull him down closer. A noise rumbles in his chest, and he unwraps my arm from around him and holds it above my head with my other. He presses his leg between mine, and I am pinned to the wall.
Relinquishing control, Kieran thrusts his tongue into my mouth. I moan loudly as he explores my mouth. I lean into his leg and grind my hips against his thigh. My arousal runs down his leg the harder I grind on him.
He pulls his leg away from me, and I cry at the loss of friction. Grabbing me around the waist, Kieran flips me so my body is pressed against the wall. I brace my hands against the wall as he slowly runs his hands down my back and across my ass.
The tingles from the mate bond spread all over my body, and I am lost in his touch. He kicks my feet apart gently, and I thrust out my ass.
His hand runs between my cheeks until he reaches my apex. His fingers slide through my folds, and I press myself against his hand. His fingers are toying at the entrance to my core, and it is driving me wild.
"Fuck me," I scream out in frustration.
Kieran leans in and whispers into my ear, "What about foreplay?"
I try to spin back around, but Kieran has me pinned to the wall. He presses me harder against the wall, and my breasts are flattened against it. "Fuck foreplay," I say through gritted teeth.
"Where is the fun in that?" Kieran groans.
He plunges a finger inside of me, and I cry out, but it isn't enough. Kieran curls his finger inside me, and I desperately need more. He adds another finger, and I push off the wall with my hands. My back is pressed against his front as he slides his fingers in and out.
"Come for me," he growls in my ear.
"I need more," I whimper as my pleasure begins to build.
He rips his fingers out of me and picks me up, tossing me on the bed. I don't have time to bounce off the mattress before Kieran is on top of me. He kneels over me, wiping my hair out of my face.
The tip of his cock is pressed against my core, and I begin to tremble with need. In one swift movement, he buries himself inside of me. His cock is rock hard and is almost painful nestled inside me.
I rock my hips back and forth, trying to loosen up the tension between us. Kieran holds still as I wiggle underneath his body. My eyes are closed tightly, but when I open them, I see that Kieran's eyes are fixated on mine.
I expect the sex to be rough, but Kieran doesn't pull out and slam back into me. Instead, his movements are slow and calculated. He pays attention to every sound I am making and every movement I make. His hands roam over my body, stroking my skin in all the right places.
He reaches down and hooks my leg over his back. Kieran drives himself deeper into me, and I gasp loudly. I close my eyes, trying to hide in the pleasure.
"Don't hide from me," Kieran whispers.
I open my eyes at his command, and a wave of pleasure washes through the mate bond. It isn't coming from me. It is more intense than I have ever felt before. Pressure builds between my legs, and I am unable to hold back any longer.
"Kieran," I gasp his name and tighten my legs around him.
"Hold on," Kieran begs me. "Wait for me."
I whimper loudly. "I can't."
Pleasure overcomes my body, and I am shaking uncontrolably. As I come around Kieran's cock, I can feel him begin to twitch inside me. He thrusts into me, and I scream. He fills me with his come before resting his forehead on mine.
Kieran is panting heavily, and so am I. He nuzzles his nose into my neck, and I giggle at the touch. The more I giggle, the more he tickles my neck.
"Stop," I laugh. "It tickles."
"That is the whole point," Kieran laughs along with me. "How are you feeling now?"
Suddenly, all the anxiety I had before the sex comes rushing back to the forefront of my mind. I try to sit up in the bed, and I knock my forehead on Kieran's.
"Ouch," I groan as I flop back onto the bed. I rub my head and feel a lump forming.
Kieran rubs his forehead gingerly and climbs off me. "Are you okay?'
"No," I moan. "Now I am going to have a bruise for tomorrow."
Kieran sits back on the bed and laughs. "Werewolf healing," he taps me on the forehead. "It will be gone in no time."
That only eases my anxiety a little. "What are you wearing tomorrow?" I ask to fill the silence.
"I am planning on going naked," Kieran replies coyly.
Smacking him on the shoulder playfully, I groan. "It's not funny. I need to know how to dress to match."
"You mean Raven hasn't told you?" Kieran asks. "She has everything planned. Down to the dress you will wear. It is her way of thanking you for saving her mates."