Alpha King Rejected Mate

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“Clayton can deal with it,” Kaden said, his other hand gripping tighter around my waist. “An important part of being alpha is learning when to delegate to your beta.”

He shifted slightly, pulling me against him once more. I tilted my head back, letting Kaden bite at the other side of my neck. His hand slid down, into the waistband of my pants. He slid his fingers against my slit. “God, you're already dripping wet,” he murmured. I made a noise of assent and shifted to allow him better access. Kaden slid his finger along my c**t, stroking it in the way he knew I liked. I closed my eyes and made another noise.

I pressed back against him, trying to create some friction between us to give him the same pleasure he was giving me. We found a rhythm that worked fairly quickly, gyrating our bodies together as Kaden continued swirling his talented fingers around my c**t. The pleasure throbbed, low and hot in the pit of my stomach, and spread out quickly. I gasped as it reached a crest—and then Kaden pulled back.

I bit my lip on a whine and tilted my head back, looking at him. “Are you purposefully trying to piss me off?”

Kaden grinned down at me and slid himself out from under my body. “No, I just had a great idea." He crouched beside the couch and slid his hands under my legs. He cupped my ass and slid me so that I was sitting right on the edge of the couch and grinned up at me. My heart rate picked up at that look, heated and filled to the brim with desire and the promise of what was to come. “Lift your hips,” he said, and I complied without questioning it. He might not be able to use the alpha command on me, but I'd still listen to him if he said something like that, all deep and sultry.

Kaden slid my pants and underwear down my legs, tossed the clothing over his shoulder, and I gasped as he immediately slid two fingers into my p***y. He worked me like that for a few moments, pumping his fingers in and out, and pausing to look up at me every time I made a little noise or shuddered around his fingers.

I was about to open my mouth to ask him what the hell he was planning to do if he wasn't going to let me come, but before I could even draw in another breath, Kaden leaned forward and licked my thigh. I gasped, jerking away from the motion, and Kaden slid his eyes up to me, raising his eyebrows.

Do you want this? That look asked, and I settled back onto the couch. I nodded, and Kaden flicked his tongue out again, tracing the same path back down my thigh. He continued crooking his fingers in that perfect way that sent shivers of pleasure zipping up and down my spine, and just as slowly leaned forward and licked the other thigh, right up to the crease, and then paused.

I shuddered and tried to relax my muscles, but Kaden had me wound up so tight after teasing me that I couldn't relax at all. Kaden finally leaned in again and licked right across my slit, tongue catching the sensitive bud of my c**t. I grabbed onto the couch and focused very hard on not bucking up into his mouth.

Kaden's eyes were hot on mine as he repeated the motion, two more times. My muscles were tense, trembling, and Kaden took it all in with obvious delight as he continued toying with me. He had me right where he wanted me, and he was doing an excellent job of keeping me just pleased enough that I wasn't frustrated, but not to the point where I would come yet.

Just as I thought I was getting used to the cycle, Kaden sealed his lips around my c**t and began sucking. My hips jerked forward again, and this time I couldn't do much to stop them. Kaden slid his free hand to my front and pushed down on my hips, holding me in place while he continued. I threw my head back, panting as the pleasure went from manageable to almost overwhelming. Kaden expertly took me apart with his tongue and hand, drawing me closer and closer to orgasm.

Right before the pleasure crested, sending me tumbling over the edge, I forced myself to look back down at him. His eyes gleamed, seemingly captivated by my reactions. “f**k, Kaden,” I gasped out. He hummed, tongue stroking over my c**t again and again, and I saw a glimmer of humor join the captivation just as he pushed me right over the edge, spiraling right into pleasure.

I rode it out with a barely-muffled scream, Kaden's hand pressing me against the couch and not letting me budge an inch as he worked me through my orgasm. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me until I thought that it would go on forever.

Finally, it ebbed, and Kaden let me up as my hips started twitching away from him. He drew back and licked his lips as if he'd just eaten a delicious meal. It sent another aftershock of pleasure to see the satisfaction on his face. “You taste incredible."

I let out a laugh, sagging back against the couch as I tried to catch my breath. “Please tell me there will be more.”

Kaden pushed himself up onto his knees and ran his hands down my thighs, which were still shaking. “There will be as much as you want."

He kissed me and I tasted myself on his tongue as he slipped it into my mouth. He drew back a moment later, and I reached for him, sliding my hand down his front. I slipped my hand under his shirt and splayed it across his side.

“What do you want?” I asked.

"I want to f**k you while you're bent over this couch," Kaden growled.

The words sent another wave of desire through me. Will I ever get enough of him?