His Plump Mate (by Buchanan) novel Chapter 442

Kaia POV

As soon as Isaiah and I step into the shower, he presses me against the wall and kisses me intensely. I can feel his arousal against me, and his hands are exploring my body freely. He pinches my nipple between his thumb and fingers, causing me to whimper.

“I love how responsive your body always is for me, trouble,” he said, and damn it, his voice sounds seductive. I feel my insides turning into Jell-O.

“I love how you touch me,” I whispered back to him as water from the shower poured over us.

“You’re going to love a lot more, very soon. I can’t wait to be inside you.” He growled softly in my ear before sucking on my neck. I guess that is where his mark is going to go.

Being a wolf is still new to me. I’ve hardly shifted, and I’m hoping to go for a run soon. I want Isaiah to come with me, though. Maybe later today.

‘Yes! I want to run with Storn.’ Izo says.

‘Later.’ I said, shutting her down so I could get back to my scheduled program with Isaiah.

When the shower is done, Isaiah doesn’t even wait for me to dry off. He picks me up, carries me to the bedroom, and deposits me on the bed. I notice it’s a four-poster bed, and the headboard is hand-carved. Very beautiful.

Isaiah climbs on top of me, bracing his weight with his arms. He leans down and kisses me. “If you tell me to stop right now, I will, Kaia. But I want you. I won’t lie. I want nothing more than to bury myself in you and make you mine. I want my mark on your neck before we leave this room, but I will stop if you tell me to.”

“I don’t want to wait anymore, Isaiah,” I said. I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled his lips to mine. “Make me yours, Isaiah. Right now.”

He growled low, and I could feel his excitement rolling off him. “I need to get you ready for me, baby.” He says as he kisses me again. His fingers move between my legs, and he starts rubbing my nub again.

I gasped at the feeling. I don’t know what it means to get me ready for him, but I definitely feel ready. I moan loudly as he continues working his fingers on me. “FUCK!” I screamed out as I held on to his arm and came.

He growls again, “So fucking sexy.” He said.

Sexy isn’t a description I would use for myself, but if it makes him happy to say it, then I’m not stopping him. He moves slowly down my body, sucking on my nipples, kissing my body, sucking on my skin, and when he gets to my sex, he wastes no time in putting his mouth on me.

“OH, GOD! ISAIAH!” I screamed out as my back arched. This feels different than before. I’m not sure how, it just does.

“Just me, baby.” He chuckled as he continued his invasion of my sex.

I moan, and my hands go straight into his hair. I need something, but I don’t know what. It wasn’t until I felt him insert a finger inside me that I gasped, and he stopped.

“Do I need to stop?” He asked.

I shook my head quickly, “No. I don’t want you to stop.” I said, and damn it, I sound needy.

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