When The Moon Rises
Chapter Fifteen

Kayla’s POV.

At half eight, the sun has fully set and a loud howl sounds out from the forest. Sienna sits up suddenly from the pillows on the floor and rushes to the window.

“Fuck sake, I thought we had more time,” Cade growls irritably.

Je pulls a pair of silver handcuffs from his jeans and walks up to Sienna.

“Ooh, kinky,” I joke, and he glares at me.

I hold my hands up in surrender and laugh as he pounces on Sienna as she’s looking out the window for Jaxon. He pulls her arms behind her and cuffs her wrists.

“Let go of me! He needs me!” She screams and he spins her round, I step back in shock as I see her pupils are wide and her eyes are almost black.

“Help me get her upstairs,” Cade commands and I rush up the stairs in front of him, swinging open the bedroom door.

The chains are already prepped on the bed, and he throws her onto it, before she climb off, we cuff her ankles and wrists to the bed.

“Let me go!” Sienna screams, taking a deep breath and screaming loudly, so loud that Cade and I cover our ears.

A few seconds later and an answering howl comes from the forest. Because Jaxon is an Alpha, it is hitting him first, but it’s only a matter of time until I hear Colton’s howls.

“I’m really sorry, Sienna,” Cade apologises as he pulls out a briefcase and opens it, revealing two needles and some serum that must be a sedative.

He is not pricking me with one of those.

“Kayla, get those cuffs, we need to get you secured next,” Cade says as he jabs the needle into Sienna’s arm and sedates her.

I turn around and get the silver cuffs off the desk, I walk over to where he is sat next to the bed, putting away the needle. A howl sounds from outside and every hair on my body raises in sweet anticipation.

That’s not Jaxon, that’s my mate.

“Kayla?” Cade asks, not turning around, I take a deep breath and seize his wrist, quickly clipping a cuff around it before attaching the other cuff to the bed.

“Kayla, stop! What are you doing? Let me out of these!” Cade shouts, pulling angrily on the cuffs.

“I’m sorry, Cade, I need him,” I say and as if on cue, Colton howls again.

“No, Kayla, you don’t want to do this,” Cade tells me, and I kneel down, so we’re face to face.

“I am sorry, Cade. But look at me, I do want this,” I tell him, and he looks into my eyes, seeing the truth behind my words. He sighs and leans back against the bed.

“Shit, fine, go get him girl,” he rolls his eyes and I grin at him.

I chuck him the keys and run downstairs, my whole body coming alive with excitement as another howl rings out.

I’m at the cells in seconds, I press my hand to the panel and the door clicks open. The moment I step inside, I’m hit with the most wonderful, erotic scent that sets my body on fire.

Colton must smell me too because a low growl sounds from the end cell and the chains clink as he moves.

My heart pounds loudly in my ears as I walk barefoot down the corridor, the closer I get to him, the more the throbbing between my legs grows. By the time I walk up to the bars, my body is literally burning, and my breathing is coming out in quick pants.

I grin as I see Colton sat on the bed. The full moon is shining brightly into the room, allowing me the beautiful sight of my mate. His t-shirt and jeans lay on the floor and his chest glows with a layer of sweat.

“Angel, what are you doing here?” He growls, his voice sends a visible shiver down my spine, and I close my eyes, rejoicing in the sound of it.

“I want you,” I breathe, and he stands up, pulling hard against the chains. My eyes drops to the huge tent in his boxers. I quickly turn to the control pad, typing in the code I saw him enter earlier, the gate silently clicks open.

I pull it open further and slide into the cell. Colton strains against the chains but they’re too short for him to touch me.

“Angel, I won’t be able to stop myself, it’s not safe you being here, you need to go,” he grinds out his words through his teeth, it’s obvious he’s fighting an inner battle. I smirk at him and slide my thong off from underneath my t-shirt.

“Angel, stop, I can’t control myself,” he warns me, growling loudly and pulling on the chains, straining to reach me.

“Maybe I don’t want you to control yourself,” I whisper quietly, stepping forwards so our faces are almost touching. His gorgeous scent surrounds me, intoxicating me with its primal aroma.

“I don’t want your first time to be like this,” he says, and I can see the pain in his blazing eyes.

I reach up and run my hand down his cheek, feeling his scorching skin cool beneath my touch.

“I want you, but if you want, I can go,” I offer, knowing there’s no way he’ll let me leave now.

“No!” He growls angrily, pulling on the chains again.

I get the key from on top of the panel and unlock the cuff on his right hand. The instant that the cuff falls to the floor, Colton’s hand wraps around my throat and he slams me into the wall.

“This is your last chance, Angel, I won’t be able to stop after this, I will be rough, I might even hurt you, I can’t control myself,” he admits, and I can see how much inner turmoil he is facing. I lick my lips, loving the way his black eyes follow the movement.

“I think I will like it rough,” I whisper, and his hand grips my throat tightly, not enough to cut off my air supply, but enough to turn me on so much more and hopefully leave a mark.

“Then let me out of these,” he threatens darkly, holding up his left hand.

I quickly unlock the second cuff. Colton rips his boxers off of him, my eyes widen as I take him in. His cock sways in front of his stomach, reaching up past his belly button.

Whoa.

He stalks towards me and grabs the bottom of my t-shirt.

“Why are you wearing another man’s shirt?” He asks me, his voice is an octave deeper and barely recognisable as his own.

“It’s my brother’s,” I whisper, not recognising my own breathy voice either. Colton’s dark eyes glare down at the shirt, and he rips it in two, pulling it away from my body.

Before he can do the same to my favourite bra, I quickly unhook it and discard it to the floor. His onyx eyes take in my boobs and suddenly his mouth is latched onto my pierced nipple, sucking hard so that I dig my hands in his hair to hold myself up.

He groans as I pull on his hair, I move away from him, so my nipple pops out of his mouth. Before he can complain, I drop to my knees and grab his cock with both my hands, guiding it to my mouth.

I wrap my lips around the wide head and take him as deep as I can. I risk a glance up at him and he is looking down at me with thick lust in his eyes, his hands tangle in my hair, guiding my mouth down onto him.

“So fucking beautiful,” he hisses quietly, thrusting his hips so his cock hits the back of my throat.

All too soon, he pulls away and drops me down on the bed. He climbs on top of me, so he is in between my legs, he rests his weight on his hands on either side of my head.

“Last chance, angel,” he warns me, his voice husky and rough.

“Colt, just take me already,” I snap at him, he rubs his blunt tip up and down me for a moment, coating himself in me before he slowly sinks inside me.

I gasp at the pain of the sudden intrusion. I have been saving myself for all these years for this, for him.

“That’s the first time you’ve said my name,” he whispers in my ear as he pushes himself further inside me.

“Fucking hell, angel,” he hisses, pushing all the way in. He pulls out and the pain diminishes with each thrust. I close my eyes, this feels amazing, and I haven’t even climaxed yet.

As if sensing that I’ve adjusted to his size, he pulls one of my legs up to rest on his shoulder and then he really starts moving. Moans pour shamelessly out of my mouth as he repeatedly slams himself into me. I hold onto his shoulders as he shoves inside of me, my nails dig into his back but that only makes him move faster.

He suddenly grabs me and picks me up and my brain struggles to catch up as I’m slammed against the wall, it is almost enough to hurt but then he pushes deep inside of me again and the pain disappears.

His large hand wraps around my throat, holding me tightly in place whilst his other hand holds one of my legs which is wrapped around his waist. I can feel my juices coating my thighs and dripping down his cock, I have never been more turned on in my life.

Just as I’m getting used to the position, Colton puts me on the floor and flips me over, pulling up my hips so I’m on all fours. He slams back into me and grips tightly onto my hair, pulling on it painfully so my head is yanked back and my back arches.

I moan vociferously and push back against him, meeting him for every thrust. His other hand grips hold of my hip, squeezing so tight I know it’ll bruise, and I want it to.

I let him have a couple more thrusts before I spin around and push on his chest. He lies back against the cold floor, but our bodies are too warm to feel it. I straddle his waist and slowly sink down onto him.

Too slow apparently because he grabs my hips and slams up inside me. I gasp and steady myself by putting my hands on his hard chest. I take control and lift myself up off his cock before sliding down again.

I can feel my body heat up as I pick up my speed and soon he is the one moaning with his eyes closed. I lean forwards and offer my neck out to him, without hesitation, he fists my hair and holds me in place.

His teeth sink into my neck just as my orgasm hits, I clench down on him, causing him to come as well. He continues to mark me as he releases himself inside me.

Eventually he pulls his teeth away and pulls out of me, we lie on the floor, completely spent, and sated.

For about five minutes.

Soon Colton has recovered, and he slides himself back inside me, ready for round two.