His Forbidden Mate
Part 30

I left the estate without answering his question and it haunted me all day and even when we saw each other at the parlour a day after, I couldn’t hold his gaze. A part of me wished I knew what we were because, from what I knew, we were partners who couldn’t maintain a formal relationship. I blamed it on our attraction to each other, which had gotten beyond our control.

It first started carnally, but it was turning into more. I wanted more and I could see in his eyes that he did too and so I understand why being placed in the same box as everyone else would hurt him.

He had ignored me in the parlour since I came in and there was a time when that would have done nothing to me, but not anymore. I wanted to talk to him, but I didn’t know what to say and also didn’t know if he’d want to hear it.

I stood at the corner and as I saw him enter his office; I followed. I slipped into the room and closed the door. He was reading through the scroll in his hand, but he looked at me when he heard the door click.

“I’m sorry.” I began after a moment of silence went by between us. I didn’t like us fighting, and I didn’t think my response would bring us to this point. “I’ve always considered Bruce as my father because that’s what he was to me and he was the only father figure I knew, but you’re right. I should have told you at some point. And you’re not just anyone.”

“What am I then?” he asked, his eyes lingering on mine.

I opened my mouth to speak and then realised I didn’t know what he was, either. “I don’t know what we are. What I am to you or what you are to me. I, however, know this is more than just attraction.” I closed my eyes and opened them. “I also don’t know what to make of it.”

“It can be more,” he stepped towards me after setting down the scroll.

“It’s not that simple and you know it, too.”

He smiled and damn him because now I’m thinking about how gorgeous this man is instead of focusing on the matter at hand. “I do.” His hand lifted to stroke my face gently, and I shivered into his touch.

“My prin—”

He placed his hand on my lips, silencing me. “Just Edward.” he pulled closer and took my lips between his. I leaned into his k**s, wanting to get more, wanting to have more.

He placed his head against mine, “What matters to me is this, being happy with each other.” he breathed over my face

“Oh, Edward,” I said, through sharp intakes of breath while fisting my hands around the collar of his robe. “I am happy with this too,” I admitted, which wasn’t so easy to do.

He took my lips between his again and pulled me closer to his body.

I needed him. With all the emotions set loose within me, it would be wrong to not have him here and now.

My hand undid the robes of his black trouser and it fell to his knee as I shoved down the black underpants he had on and his c**k sprang forth, tall and demanding attention. I wrapped my hand around what I could and pumped his hard pleasure rod. He broke the k**s, gasping for air, and his eyes brewed with the dark storm of l**t.

This was the side of him I couldn’t get enough of. This side wielded authority and command, the side that made my wolf shiver uncontrollably.

“On your knees, mistress,” he commanded and without hesitation, I dropped to my knees. He stroked himself slowly, his gaze darting between mine and my slightly parted lips. I knew there and then his intentions.

I had never done this. I had let no one use my mouth for their pleasure. I drew my lines and never crossed them, no matter what. With Edward, however, I was willing to not only cross but run over it. I wanted to have him in my mouth; I wanted to smell, feel him swell and throb with need while buried deep. I stared up at him with my eyes eager and body trembling.

He looked so tempting and delicious; I wanted to have him now. I put my hands around him once again and took him between my mouth, letting the wetness and warmth my mouth provided coat him up.

“F**k!” he growled with a lustful voice.

I took that as a compliment, considering that I had never done this before and didn’t know how it was done. This was the power Edward Ainsworth had on me. The power to make me do things I never thought of, the power to make me forget about my rules and principles.

He m****d, “Hands by your side, I want only your mouth and tongue on me.”

I did as commanded and bobbed on his length without the guide of my hands. He slipped out a few times but found his way back to where he belonged. It felt so hot, pleasuring him with only my mouth. It was a turn-on for me and I saw it also was for him too.

I was wet between my legs and throbbed with the need for attention. My hands slipped into my dress to rub and ease myself of the ache. He must have seen it and didn’t like that very much because he growled at me, his eyes glowing. “No touching.”

Without attention between my legs, the ache will feel unbearable, but he wanted it so. He picked up the pace, thrusting faster into my mouth, making me gag a few times.

I felt him pulse in my mouth and his breath grew heavier. I knew he was close and that excited both my wolf and me more than anything else.

“Kailani, I’m close,” he spoke with a barely controlled pitch.

I nodded and moved my head to meet his thrust, going faster and faster and after the fifth pump; he hit his peak and tried pulling off, but I wouldn’t let him. Again, this was something I wouldn’t want to do on a normal day, yet here I was on my knee with my mouth opened wide, taking in c**k and gagging a few times and now wanting to be covered with the release from his c**k.

His release hit and his warm sticky fluid covered my mouth and a few drops trailed down.

He breathed heavily while staring down at me. I could tell I was a mess, but he didn’t care. He reached down and helped me onto my shaky feet and took my lips hungrily between his, tasting himself on my tongue.

“You’re my good girl, aren’t you?”

I nodded vigorously because being called a good girl sounded good to my ears. “Good girls get rewarded,” he said and pushed me against his desk and his hands raced over my body. Groping, fondling, and caressing what he could underneath my dress.

He pulled up the flay end of my dress and dropped onto his knees.

My breath grew rigid in my throat and I wondered if he was about to do what I was thinking. He had done it a few times so far and it was mind-shattering every time.

“Sir…”

“Yes, Kailani,” he answered, his eyes locking on mine and just like that, I forgot what I wanted to say.

He smirked as my mouth snapped shut and he spread my legs while backing me against the desk. I ran my hand through his hair and he pulled back to frown at me.

“No touching,” he said, shaking his head.

I bit my lips and my hand fell back to wrap around the desk, gripping it tightly as his mouth covered me up and his breath tickled me. I m****d and my head dropped to let out a pleasure-filled m**n.

He flicked his tongue over my clit and moved to suck and k**s me there, and my h**s bucked up. I was drawing closer, faster than I expected.

“Yes!!” I m****d, and my legs curled as I fought to stay while my o****m struck.

My eyes rolled to the back and my head fell over my shoulder. I writhed against him as he cleaned me up before rising to his feet.

My legs still trembled from weakness, and taking notice of that, he held onto me. I pulled closer to k**s his lips when a knock came on the door.

“We need your presence at the parlour,” Kimi’s voice called from outside and we pulled back.

“Damn it!” he cussed.

I chuckled, “I am still surprised we didn’t get interrupted.”

He smirked, “I wouldn’t have stopped until you’ve had your fill.” he leaned in and kissed my lips.

A part of me knew that, but I felt grateful we now had the bad b***d behind us.