.Chapter 28-3
Claim
I headed to the attached bathroom to rinse my mouth, hoping it would settle my stomach before I brushed my teeth. The minty toothpaste was soothing, and I was just finishing up when I heard a
soft knock on my bedroom door.
“Come in,” I called, assuming it was my mom checking on me.
But it was Kane who appeared in the bathroom doorway, his tall frame filling the space.
“Your brother said you weren’t feeling well,” he said, concern clear in his voice.
“I’m fine,” I dismissed his concern, wiping my mouth with a towel. “Just needed a minute away
from all the noise.”
He stepped closer, and I could see him taking in the bathroom with curious eyes. It was small but cozy, with pale blue tiles and white fixtures that Mom had chosen when I was twelve. When his eyes came back to me, the intensity in them made my breath catch.
“I’ve been thinking about you all evening,” he said quietly, moving until I was trapped between him
and the bathroom counter.
“Kane, we can’t. Everyone’s downstairs-”
“Then we’ll have to be quiet,” he murmured, his hands turning me around and framing my face.
“But-”
“Shh, keep quiet, love. You don’t want your family to hear how hard I fuck you in your childhood
bedroom.”
The words sent heat racing through me, and before I could form a rational thought or remind myself why I shouldn’t be doing this, his mouth was on mine. The kiss was claiming, months of separation pouring out in desperate touches. Never mind we’d kissed the night before. It was as if nothing could ever be enough for him to make up for the time lost.
His hands roamed my body possessively, tracing every single curve. When his fingers found the hem of my shirt, I didn’t protest as he pulled it over my head. My bra followed quickly, and then his mouth was on my breasts, sucking and biting until I had to grip his shoulders to stay upright.
“God, I’ve missed these,” he groaned against my skin, his tongue circling my n****e before taking it
between his teeth.
I arched into his touch, my hands tangling in his hair to hold him closer. Every nerve ending was alive with sensation, desperate for his touch.
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He lifted me onto the bathroom counter, his hands working at my jeans with efficiency. I should have protested, maybe should have reminded him again that my entire family was one floor below us, but rational thought had abandoned me completely.
“So perfect,” he growled against my neck as his fingers found me already wet for him. “My pretty needy p***y. Mine.”
He teased me mercilessly, his fingers circling my clit before sliding inside me, stretching me slowly. I bit my lip to keep from moaning, my hips rocking against his hand as he worked me
higher.
“Please,” I whispered, desperate for more.
“Please what?” he asked, his thumb pressing against my clit while his fingers moved inside me.
“Alpha. Kane. Mate, please.” I pleaded, not sure what the hell he wanted from me but willing to give
him all.
He freed himself from his jeans, the hard length of him pressing against my entrance. When he pushed inside me in one smooth thrust, I had to press my face into his shoulder to muffle my cry. “I’ll never get tired of how good you feel around me, Si,” he breathed, giving me a moment to adjust before he started moving. “The moment you give me that second chance, love… We’re not fucking getting out of bed.”
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