Trapped Between Two Alphas (Katerina) novel Chapter 95

(Annabel POV)

I grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator and poured some amount of it in a cup. Kaden wasn't back from work yet.

As I'm about to take a sip, the cup of water in my hand almost spills; I feel familiar hands taking me by surprise. They press up against my hips, sending chills down my spine. My heart races. Kisses are planted along the tendon of my neck, which console me, slowing down my pulse. I sigh.

He moves his lips so they're close to my ear. "Mmmm, baby," he begins, "Miss me?" His voice is raspy as it sensually courses out.

That's Kaden's voice.

I turn around to face him. In an instant, the sight of him makes me feel better. He's half-naked, only wearing his signature black briefs.

He can't look any more hot than this. "How the hell did you return from work without me knowing?"

"Let's just say I wanted to catch you unaware" he smirks.

I can't help but to lick my lips at his toned body. I focused on his face, again. He's sleepy as his eyes have trouble staying open. He's too adorable.

After admiring the current state of him, I finally answer his question. "I, uh, of course I did, I always miss you while you are away at work." I tell him.

I take a sip of water, letting its cool sensation coat the inside of my mouth and throat as it travels down. I set the glass on the counter.

Suddenly, his arms wrap around my back, and I wrap my arms around his. I rest my chin on his shoulder. He hugs me tighter.

I pull away from his shoulder and attach my lips to his. He kisses me back and parts my lips with his tongue, giving him entry. His tongue searches and strikes the spots that make me quiver for him. His kiss electrifies my body.

"Will a nice, cool evening fuck make you feel better? He questions, followed by a soft laughter.

I latch my lips onto his again, signaling a "yes" to him. He smiles against my lips. He picks me up and sits me on the counter. The counter's cold surface elicits my goosebumps. He drags me closer to him. I hook my legs around his torso.

He smirks. His lips crash into mine, kissing harder than before, flooding my mouth with his passion. He softly moans into my mouth as I sweep my hand down his chest and abdomen. His hand finds my back. He unhooks my bra and tosses it aside.

My breast gets a feel for his lips, this time. He takes a nipple between his lips, and my other nipple is brushed by the pad of his thumb. I arch my back. His name escapes my lips.

He shifts to place kisses up my neck. There, he sucks at my skin to leave his love marks for when the sun comes up. His fingers continue to rub my nipple. Then, he kisses along my jawline. His lips return to mine, pulling me in for another hot kiss. I sneak my hand inside his briefs to touch his hard on, raging with desire. He moans at the feeling. I then stroke him slowly.

"Fuck, baby, don't be such a tease. Jerk me faster."

I obey his order. He cusses from the satisfaction. As my hand is attached to his cock, his hand digs inside my underwear, collecting my desire in the form of wetness. "Damn, you're fucking wet for me, baby."

"Mmm, do you like it when I'm this wet for you?"

"Oh, fuck yeah. You know it." His lips attach to mine, and we exchange moans. He hauls me off the counter, so I stand, and he pulls down my underwear. He pushes me against the counter and buries his face between my legs. Instinctually, I reach for his hair and tug at his hair strands. His tongue digs deeper into my folds. He looks up to me, drinking in the sight of me enjoying him. He looks back down and licks even harder knowing how much I love it.

Moments later, he comes up to kiss me and transfers my sweet nectar to my mouth. He pulls away. "Ready to be fucked, my love?"

I nod, and he smiles. He removes his briefs, and I step out of my underwear and sit myself on the counter. He drags me closer to him and spreads my legs. His rock hard dick glides across my wet folds, and a faint moan is elicited from us.

He shoves his entire length in one thrust. I wrap my arms around his neck for stability. I secure my legs around his waist.

The intensity of his thrusts increase with each time passing. He pounds all of his love into me; I scream in indulgence. His lips rub mine, as he leans in, wrapping an arm behind my back.

He thrusts deeper and curves his cock to hit my sweet spot. "Rub that clit for me, sweetheart. I want you to come on my cock."

I stimulate my clitoris, edging myself closer to the pinnacle. The combination of his hard thrusts and my aggressive rubbing to my clitoris shoot more pleasure into my bloodstream. I moan his name. Sensations race all throughout my body.

"Fuck, baby, I'm so close. Come with me, oh God—" He expels his hot load inside me, while I stream out mine, glazing his shaft. Our moans fill the room. A few more light thrusts are given, and he pulls out.

He pulls me in for a long, juicy kiss. He's practically devouring my face.

It's wonderful.

I take his lower lip between my teeth and tug on it.

His lips curve into a smile. "That was a hot sex" he says as he crashes down in the sofa.

(Katerina POV)

"How was work, sweetheart?" I asked Kol as he enters, looking extremely tired.

"It was a little hectic today, but overall pretty good," he says with a soft laugh.

"That's good."

He sits beside me on the bed. He places his hand over my thigh.

I'm quivering.

Our lips meet one another. His tongue invades my mouth and parts my lips for access. Inside my mouth, he puts his tongue to work: licking, touching, and pleasing my spots that he knows too well to get me begging him for more. A smile of triumph is felt against the kiss from him. My moans travel into his mouth. The kiss escalates real quick, soon turning into a hot and heavy make out session. His passion suffuses my mouth. I shiver beneath him from his movements.

I pull myself up, while our lips are still attached. He grabs my blanket and throws it over the bed. The kiss is heated more than ever. He cups my cheek, and his thumb strokes my skin.

With each peck he gives to my supple and needy lips, he murmurs a word, "You. Make. Me. So. Happy. I. Love. You."

He then pulls away. He stares at me. His tongue sweeps across his lips. He lifts my shirt over my head and tosses it aside. He smirks. "No bra for Daddy?"

"Does Daddy like that?" I ask huskily.

He leans in close. "Daddy fucking loves that. You're such a good girl." His hot breath dances along my lips as he pours his words out.

My breasts are caressed by his soft, yet slightly rough and calloused hand. His thumb brushes over my already erect nipples, and they become even more stiff after his touch. Soon, his digits once placed to my breasts are replaced by his lips; he takes a nipple between them and tugs on it. I moan, and his name exits my lips quietly.

His tongue swirls around my sensitive nipple. I shudder as the sensations send shocks down my spine. He applies the same special and sensual treatment to my other nipple. I sigh in satisfaction.

He directs his attention back to my lips. "You're perfect for me, fuck." He kisses me hard. He sneaks his hand inside my panties, and I moan into the kiss. He drags his fingers across my folds, picking up my wetness and heat. "Already soaking wet for Daddy, huh?"