His Plump Mate (Book 1: The 'His' Series) novel Chapter 451

Chapter 451

Kaia POV

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Isaiah was not kidding. He wore me out. I haven’t slept much. My ass is still rosy from the spanking he gave me, and my nipples are sore from him sucking on them like a damn toddler most of the night.

My body can’t seem to get enough, though. Even now, with all of my exhaustion, my core is throbbing for him. He had me in so many positions, and at one point, I blushed at some of the things he wanted to do to me.

Now I’m sore, and I don’t think he is done yet. He confirms it by walking back in and standing at attention.

“Stand up, trouble.” He said with his eyes full of desire.

As tired as I am, my body responds to his voice and obeys. I stand and walk over to him.

“Give me your hands.” He says.

I feel heat pooling between my legs again, and he smirks as he starts tying my hands together.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

He leaned in, “Finishing my list of punishments for you. This is the last one. Are you excited?”

He kisses my mark, and it sends a jolt to my core, and I moan.

“I think you are.” He chuckled. I can’t wait to have my wicked way with him I’m going to need a year to recover from tonight first.

He grabs my hands, and on the four-poster bed, there are hooks I never noticed before. They blend in with the wood. The loop he left when he tied my hands goes on the hook, and he has me facing him.

He starts playing with my already sore nipples, but my body is not caring. My head lolls to the side, and I moan. I’ve never trained this hard to fight. This type of workout definitely uses muscles I didn’t think about.

Who knew Isaiah had this kind of prowess in him? Here I was thinking he was boring and gray. He isn’t, though. He is VERY colorful, and my ass has the marks to prove it.

He turns me around and pulls my hips towards him, and arches my back. “Spread your legs wider, baby.”

I do as I’m told, anticipating whatever he is about to do. He starts by massaging my back, and a moan slips out of my mouth. He chuckles.

“Does that feel good, baby?”

“Yes.” I mewled.

“Mmmm, I like hearing you so docile and sweet, trouble. I should wear you out like this every night.” He said before he slapped my ass cheek.

“OH!” I screamed out as my core throbbed more. “Isaiah. Please!”

“Please what, baby?” He said as he slapped my other cheek.

“FUCK!” I said, smelling my own arousal. “Please!”

“Tell me what you want, trouble.” He said, massaging both of my cheeks.

“You! I want you! Please!” I begged.

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He leans in and whispers, “How do you want me?”

He wants his pound of flesh tonight. I am so needy that I don’t care. So I am going to shock the hell out of him and see if he gets the point.

“I want you inside me, fucking me, coming inside me and making me scream until I can’t remember my fucking name…” Stickler,” I said at the end and smirked, knowing that it’s going to get me in the kind of trouble I want and need right now.

He stopped, and then he walked around me until he was looking me in the eyes. Amusement dancing in them, and he smiles. “Sounds like you want me pretty bad.”

I growled, “Stop teasing!”

He laughs, “Okay, but it sounds like you want me to go hard on you.” Then he leaned in and whispered, “Is that what you want, trouble?”

I’m fucking panting. He is tormenting me on purpose. I am going to have fun paying him back in kind.

“Yes. I want you.” I mewled.

He growled approvingly and walked behind me. I feel him grab my hips, and I feel him slide in slowly and then slide out slowly. “Take me, baby.” He said, and he slammed into me.

“FUCK! YES!” I screamed out.

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He growls and brutally starts thrusting. It’s almost painful, but the good kind. The kind you are not sure you can take, but don’t want to feel it stop. He leans in, and I feel him impossibly deeper as he wraps an arm around my waist, and his other hand is on my neck, squeezing gently. He isn’t choking me, but his grip is enough for me not to move and take everything he is giving me.

He’s whispering in my ear that he loves me so fucking much and he will never get enough of me. He tells me I’m perfect and he can’t wait to take me like this every night.

I feel my core swollen and throbbing and begging for more. He lets go of my neck and starts rubbing my clit. I started moaning, and he smiled against my neck.

“I told you, you are mine to treasure and mine to pleasure, Kaia. You’re mine. Come for me, baby.” He says as my body explodes and shakes. He doesn’t let go of me, though. He keeps rubbing my clit and pushes me over the edge two more times before roaring his release.

My voice is hoarse. I’m crying from the intensity of our orgasms and his words. He kept pushing his love for me in the mate bond, completely overwhelming my senses, and now I’m a blubbering mess.

I vaguely remember him releasing my hands from the hook and carrying me onto the bed. I fall asleep almost instantly. I have never felt so incredible and exhausted in my life.

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