Chapter 5 : Taken by Reid

*Kenna*

The hunger in Reid’s kiss was doing nothing to cool the heat pooling within me. I slid my hands up his back, relishing the feeling of his smooth, warm skin under my fingers. I was getting impatient. I pushed my hips up into his and Reid groaned softly.

“Demanding, aren’t you?” he asked.

“Yes.”

I dug my nails into his back just hard enough to sting and pulled him closer. He growled and sat back, pulling me up with him. When we were both upright, he slid his hands up my outer thighs and pushed my dress up until it was bunched around my waist.

I fumbled with his pants until I could push them open. The teasing was giving way to a frenzied, grasping desire. I was more than happy to give in to the strength of the attraction I was feeling. Reid seemed just as eager, but he was taking his time. He slowly, teasingly shoved his pants down and off, discarding them to the side without a second thought.

My eyes roved over him, taking in every detail of his body. Reid had toned, defined muscles without being overly bulky. He smirked at me and chuckled in amusement.

“Do you like what you see?”

“Very much,” I confirmed.

Reid’s smirk grew and he bent to kiss me again. I sucked at his lower lip and he moaned. He slipped his fingers into the band of my panties and pulled them down.

I laid back, pulling Reid over me and wrapping my arms around his neck. He kissed me again, the hunger in his touch only increasing. I whined and arched against him, but he still didn’t move any faster. He began kissing my jaw, then nipped his way down my neck until he reached my collarbone. Every little touch was making me gasp and moan.

Reid slid out of my grip and down the bed. He looked up at me from between my knees and locked eyes with me. I groaned softly as he pressed his lips to the side of my knee. I watched him as he inched his way higher, kissing his way up my legs.

I was feeling oversensitive already. I’d never had a lover spend so much time just touching me. It felt like my skin was on fire. Each soft touch to my inner thigh made me jump.

Reid gave no indication that he planned to pick up the pace or cut to the chase. He pushed my left knee up and smirked at me. My breath caught in my chest as I realized what he was about to do.

Then, the tease changed his mind and placed a kiss on my lower belly instead. I threw my head back and groaned in frustration. My blood was pumping so hard that I could hear my own pulse in my ears.

Reid pushed my dress up further, placing gentle kisses along the center of my stomach as he went. The firm press of his fingers as he traced along the line of my spine was a sharp contrast. He pushed my dress over my head and kissed me as he tossed it aside. I wrapped my arms around him and bit his lip, forcing a gasp out of him and using the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

I arched my back, just to feel the way his body pressed against mine. It felt incredible and I wanted more. He broke the kiss and brought his mouth to my ear, biting lightly. I groaned. “Reid,” I whined. “If you keep this up I’m going to finish before we’ve even gotten started.” “That’s the idea, beautiful,” he whispered into my ear. His voice was rough with longing. It seemed like he was feeling just as incredibly turned on as I was, which made his self-control truly impressive.

From anyone else, I would dismiss the statement as bragging, but Reid seemed determined to make me crazy with desire. His fingers traced down my stomach, following the same path his lips had just traveled. I gasped and arched my back as his fingers dipped lower, then slowly pushed into me.

I was already so sensitive from anticipation, the slow push and pull of his fingers brought me to the edge within a minute. I was arching and gasping under his fingers, but Reid didn’t speed up or change his tactic. He held himself up on his forearm and watched my face closely, with desire blazing in his eyes.

I made eye contact with him and it pushed me over the edge. My thighs tensed and I went rigid as my orgasm washed over me. Reid’s fingers didn’t stop until I collapsed back onto the mattress.

Reid held himself up on his forearms and watched my face as I panted and shuddered beneath him. This wasn’t what I’d expected when he asked me to come upstairs with him, but I wasn’t complaining. I’d take Reid’s careful ministrations over a quickie any day.

“Let me know when you’re ready for me,” he said with amusement.

My eyes widened as I looked up at him. “Now,” I said eagerly.

He laughed and kissed me. While his tongue was keeping me occupied, he pushed my legs apart. I wrapped my legs around him, hooking my ankles behind his back.

He took the hint and pushed into me in one smooth thrust. I expected a fast, furious race to the finish. He’d already been so thorough and taken so much time to make me feel good, I didn’t think he would show equal control when it came to seeking his own release. I was wrong.

His powerful, slow thrusts pulled more and more desperate sounds from me as we moved together. My nails bit into his shoulders, trying to urge him on, but Reid kept his steady pace. The pressure that was building inside of me felt so different from anything I’d felt before. I didn’t know if it was because I had orgasmed once already or because of the electric magnetism between the two of us. Whatever the reason, it dawned on me that Reid was going to make me come again.

The slow build was maddening. It felt like the pressure was building to an explosion and all I could do was hold onto Reid and wait for it to happen.

Reid seemed to be losing his composure just a little. A low growl escaped him when I arched my back to adjust the angle. He picked up his pace suddenly, shocking a cry from me.

The increased pace made me shake in his arms and my muscles spasmed as a second orgasm crashed into me. I threw my head back and screwed my eyes shut. My whole body shook and my mind was overwhelmed by the sensation. Everything but my pleasure was dulled and distant. Reid went still above me and held my body against his until my shaking calmed.

As my awareness returned to me, I realized that Reid hadn’t finished. He lowered me back to the mattress and sat back. I stared up at him in hazy confusion. How the hell was he still going?

Once my breathing calmed enough that I wasn’t worried my lungs were going to give out, I pushed myself up and kissed Reid. He growled softly and wrapped his arms around me. He had to be close. I reached for him, but he grabbed my wrist.

I opened my mouth to question him, but before I could speak he said, “Turn around.”

I did as he asked and he gently pushed me forward and positioned me onto my hands and knees. He didn’t waste time. As soon as I was in position, he grabbed my hips and pressed into me. The pace he set this time was fast and designed to bring him quickly to completion.

To my shock, my body reacted to the new rhythm eagerly and I felt a third orgasm building rapidly. I twisted my fingers in the bedsheets and pressed my face into my arm. I was afraid I was going to collapse, but I managed to hold on. Reid’s grip on my hips wouldn’t have allowed me to fall anyway.

The growl that escaped him sent a wave of pleasure through me. Reid slammed home and went still behind me. The knowledge that he’d finally orgasmed was enough to push me into a gentle, trembling third climax.

The moment Reid released my hips I fell forward. He gently rolled me onto my side and brushed my hair away from my face. He looked me over carefully. When he seemed satisfied that I was alright, he lay beside me and stretched his sore arms above his head.

“I don’t normally give performance reviews,” I gasped. “But that was incredible.”

Reid chuckled breathlessly. “I like to make a good first impression.”

“And second,” I added. “And third.” He smiled at me in a way that could only be described as satisfied. I lay my head on his chest. For several minutes we stayed there, tangled together, waiting for our breathing to calm.

“I should get back to the party,” he said with a frustrated sigh.

I smiled. I would have loved to spend a little more time there, but he was right. He was hosting–he couldn’t abandon his guests for the entire night. I kissed him, then slid off of the bed and stood on my shaky legs.

He smirked when he noticed how unsteady I was. I leaned against the edge of the bed and pulled my panties back on. I watched Reid retrieve his clothes from the ground and start to dress. It was a shame to cover up such an amazing sight.

It didn’t take long to find my dress and slip it over my head. I was able to straighten my clothes, but my hair and makeup was another matter. I looked around and noticed a mirror above the dresser. I walked to it and frowned. My lipstick was hopelessly smeared. I wiped the remainder of it away with my fingers and did what I could to right my mascara.

I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to tame it back into some facsimile of order. Reid buttoned his shirt and went in search of his shoes. A moment later, he appeared by my side and held my heels out to me. I took them gratefully and slipped them onto my feet.

“Ready to reenter the fray?” he teased.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I answered.

The moment he opened the bedroom door, we could hear the noise from the party downstairs. For the buzz of voices to have gotten so loud, there must have been at least twice as many people downstairs as there were when we’d snuck away.

Reid walked just ahead of me as we descended the stairs. It felt a little odd to rejoin the noisy guests after such an intimate encounter. We stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

“I have to make the rounds,” he said apologetically.

“I understand,” I said. “An Alpha’s work is never done.”

He smiled and kissed me lightly. “Have fun, Kenna.”

“I will, as long as I get to see you again,” I said.

“Of course,” he promised. He kissed me again, then headed toward the entrance of the house.

I watched him go and chewed my lower lip. The desire I felt for him was still there, a dull thrum at the back of my mind. I wouldn’t have been surprised if it had faded away, but it was still burning, and the prospect of seeing him again sent a thrill through me.

I looked around the crowded party for any sign of Juniper. I had no idea how long I’d been gone and I didn’t want to lose track of her again. My gaze fell on a tall man with brown, curly hair. His bright blue eyes locked onto mine and I recognized him as the man who had come to my rescue at the mate ball last night.

What had Juniper said his name was? Jack?

He was staring at me with such intensity that it made my heart stutter in my chest. He narrowed his eyes at me and it felt hostile, but there was hunger there too.

He held my gaze for an indeterminable amount of time, then he turned and vanished into the crowd.

A shiver ran through me. I had no idea why he would be looking at me like that, but I kind of hoped he’d do it again.