REJECTED: Hired to Breed

8. Night of Passion

KARLA

He pressed me firmly against the cool, metallic wall of his luxurious penthouse elevator, seizing my lips with a fervour that stole my breath. His expertise was undeniable, igniting a yearning within me that craved his every touch. As he restrained my hands above my head, his kisses grew more intense, and I surrendered to uninhibited moans, grateful for the privacy the elevator afforded us.

The prospect of losing my virginity loomed before me, yet there was no nervousness or second-guessing. My only desire was to feel his touch, to have him explore every inch of me, to be wholly consumed by him. The elevator's doors chimed open, and he effortlessly lifted me, wrapping my legs around his waist. He carried me into his penthouse, a marvel of luxury and style. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see the city sprawled beneath us, with a thousand tiny lights illuminating different households.

The view added to the romance of the moment. My mate might have been arrogant and rude, but he had accepted me. With time, I believed he would shed his rudeness. He gently tossed me onto the bed, allowing me to catch sight of the bulge straining against his pants. It was barely contained. He eyed me hungrily. His dilated pupils and the feral smile on his face promised a night filled with desire.

"Spread your legs for me," he commanded, his voice a low growl as he unbuckled his belt.

A slight shyness washed over me, heightened by the brightness of the penthouse lights. As if sensing my discomfort, he walked over to the switch and bathed the room in a sultry, dim red light that lent an exotic air to the space. Returning to me, clad only in boxer briefs, he gently parted my legs.

A gasp escaped my lips when his hard shaft brushed against the walls of my eager wetness. His mouth captured mine once more in a fierce kiss, his hand skilfully caressing my breast. Shivers of pleasure raced through me as he teased my bare body with his tongue. He lowered the right cup of my bra, and his tongue danced over my n****e. A moan of pleasure escaped my lips as a raging fire ignited within me. Returning to my lips, he kissed me, his hand continuing to explore my body. Slowly, he descended from my lips to my neck, my chest, the valley between my breasts, my stomach, and lower, leaving trails of scorching desire in his wake.

He got between my widespread thighs and started licking and sucking his way up one thigh, then started the slow torture on the next. I so wanted to reach down, grip his hair, and shove his face into my p***y, but I knew he wanted to savour me, so I let him.

"You smell f*****g good," he muttered, his voice was so husky that I almost came without doing anything.

He pulled down my panties and I felt goosebumps blanketing my body. No one has ever seen my nakedness before. I was getting a little shy and was about to shut my legs when he opened them and looked at me.

"You do not need to be ashamed with me."

My heart skipped a hundred miles, and I grasped the bedsheet. I felt the first gentle flick of his tongue against my c**t. I moaned aloud and wiggle in bed. He held my hips, steadying me. Then he sucked my c**t harshly into his mouth while slipping a finger deep within me at the same time. I buck off the bed and clenched tightly around his finger. He stopped and looked at me.

"What's wrong?"

"I... I..." I stopped, not wanting to ruin what we were sharing, by telling him I had never done this before. "I like it. Please go slow."

He smiled and kept doing what he was doing. I grabbed the headboard, moaning desperately at the barrage of sensation. He slipped a second finger into me, and I felt my release building already. He thrashed his tongue over and over my sensitive nub. I writhed on the bed, causing my hardened n*****s to graze against the fabric of the lace bra I was still wearing. Alpha Killian growled lowly, and the vibrations caused me to detonate around him. I screamed until my shuddering body calmed down and I melted into the mattress.

Alpha Killian moved away from my thighs and planted kisses all over my body, with my juices still smeared all over his mouth.

"Are you ready for me?" he muttered in my ear.

I was f*****g ready. I wanted to feel him inside me right away. "Yes, yes, Alpha Killian, I am ready.

He pulled me up with him, his hand sneaking behind me to unclasp my bra. When my bra was off, he grabbed my breasts, fondled them for a moment, and then wrapped his mouth over my n****e. He sucked, bit, and nibbled on them alternatively while I kept moaning, as my wetness seeped out of me, coating my inner thighs. I was sure that the bed would be soaked with it at the end of this.

He lined himself up at my entrance and took my lips again. I moaned as he rubbed himself against my nub. This was the part where I died. Then he leaned down to capture my lips again before sinking his first few inches into me. I ached and grimaced at the pain, but I tried to keep my face as straight as possible. He made it easy for me to adjust to his size by massaging my tongue like velvet with his, distracting me from the throbbing pain.

He slipped in slowly, allowing me to adjust to his size with each inch he goes in with. He moved in gently until he was buried deep within me. He felt incredible, like a perfect match.

"Goddess, you feel so good. So, f*****g tight," he mumbled in my ears while kissing my cheek.

"Oh," I said, and it came out as a moan. I did not even know what to reply to that.

Alpha Killian started to move. He pulled out and pushed back in at a languid pace. I fell in love with him the more. He was gentle and knew how to treat a lady in bed. No one has ever made me feel this wanted before. He held me tightly in his arms while whispering sweet things to me in between sensual meetings of our lips. He made me feel beautiful and like the centre of his world. It was all I could ever want.

He sped up his tempo and the power behind his thrusts after a while. He pushed up on his elbows and the new angle allowed him to go deeper, causing my orgasm to stir. I dug my fingers into the skin of his back and ran them down, leaving my own mark on him.

I moaned uncontrollably as he thrusts into me, and pleasure took over me. No wonder everyone was so particular about s*x. We rode together for a couple more minutes before I crashed again. I could not hold it in any longer. The climax wrecked my soul, and I screamed his name and held him more tightly. He gasped and shuddered against me. I felt his movements slow, as he rocked gently into me, releasing himself into me.

I released my grip on him, and his head found its place nestled in the crook of my neck, his body relaxing against mine. In that moment, a profound sense of comfort and safety enveloped me, and I wished for nothing more than to remain locked in this embrace for eternity. The harsh light of reality might intrude upon me later, bringing with it the tiniest hints of regret, but that was a concern for another time. As our bodies found solace, he gracefully rolled off me, settling beside me. His strong arms encircled me, pulling me close, and my head found a resting place on his chest.

It felt surreal, lying beside a man of such power as Alpha Killian Cabello, the Alpha of the formidable Moonshadow pack. Despite the rumours I had heard about the Cabellos, he had proven to be a remarkably kind and caring soul. The soft rhythm of his snoring reached my ears, prompting me to glance up to find him peacefully asleep. His face, relaxed in sleep, drew a smile from me as I observed him quietly.

In that tranquil moment, a thought crystallised in my mind: perhaps this was the beginning of my own fairy-tale ending. I lay there, entranced by his peaceful visage, feeling waves of love wash over me, until the gentle embrace of sleep claimed me too.

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