Free Web NovelChapter 23: Guilt
KADEN’S POV
I pulled my cock completely out of her with a loud, wet sound that made her gasp, her body shivering from the sudden loss of heat. Before she could even open her eyes, I grabbed her by the waist and turned her around on the wooden desk, forcing her to face away from me. I pushed her upper body down until her chest was flat against the smooth wood, lifting her hips high into the air.
I didn’t rush. I wanted her to feel the weight of what was coming. I leaned over her back, my large chest pressing against her spine, and dragged the wet head of my cock right along her tight slit from behind. She let out a small, trembling whimper, her fingers clawing at the edges of the desk.
Then, I drove straight back into her.
Fuck.
She was so much tighter from this angle. Her hot, wet walls clung to my length like silk, gripping me so hard I had to pause for a second just to keep from releasing right then and there. I began to move, starting with slow, deep, agonizing strokes that stretched her completely open. Every time I buried myself to the root, I felt her inner muscles pulse around me, begging for a faster pace.
But I kept it slow, punishing her with the depth of each thrust.
"Ahhh," she sobbed, her head shaking from side to side against the wood.
The sound of her moan broke the last string of my control. My pace turned brutal. I began to pound ruthlessly into her center, driving my weight forward with everything I had. One more hard thrust, then another, the wet, heavy slapping sound of our skin filling the quiet medical room.
Rebecca began to cry out loud. But they weren’t cries of pain anymore—they were broken, unraveled sounds of pure pleasure. I was hitting her so well, so deep, that the heavy wooden desk began to slide and creak across the stone floor with every single hit.
Then, right in the middle of the pleasure, the lock clicked and the door swung wide open.
A loud, vicious roar tore from my throat as I turned my head toward the entrance. My wolf bared his teeth, ready to kill whoever it was.
But the person who walked in stopped dead in her tracks. It was Tanya.
Her eyes widened in pure shock and horror. She saw my bare back, my hands pinning Rebecca down, and my thick cock buried deep inside my breeder’s entrance from behind.
Even with her standing there, I didn’t stop. The dark adrenaline made me drive another deep thrust into Rebecca, my eyes locking onto Tanya with fury. "Tanya, get out!" I roared.
Tanya let out a choked sob, tears instantly streaming down her face as she turned around, rushed out into the hallway, and slammed the door shut behind her. frёeωebɳovel.com
I completely ignored her. Turning all my focus back to the girl beneath me, I leaned my chest flat against Rebecca’s back, hugging her tight against me while my lower body continued to move without mercy. I drove into her three more times, faster and deeper, until my wolf couldn’t hold back anymore.
With one final, heavy slam, I buried myself to the absolute root and released my seed thick and hot inside her. I held myself deep within her core, pulsing twice more to make sure every drop filled her before I finally pulled away and began to pull up my pants.
Rebecca immediately slumped flat on the desk, her face pressed against the wood as she panted for air, completely spent and weak.
I stood there, adjusting my belt, and stared down at her. My white cum was already leaking out of her entrance, dripping slowly down the inside of her soft thighs. Fuck. Why did this view feel so damn good? Why did it satisfy something so dark inside me?
I reached my hand out, wanting to touch her skin again, but I froze. A sudden, crushing wave of guilt consumed my chest, making it hard to breathe. I felt like I had just cheated on Helen. I had just taken ultimate pleasure with the exact woman who brutally killed my mate.
Without saying a single word to her, I turned around and walked out of the room. freewebnσvel.cѳm
As I marched down the empty corridor, my heart heavy and my jaw tight, I opened a mind-link with my Beta.
"Beta Logan," I growled through my thoughts. "I want to know everything there is to know about my breeder. Re-investigate every single detail from the night Helen died. Leave nothing out."
"Roger that, Alpha King," Logan’s voice echoed back through the link, sharp and professional. "I will start checking the evidence again right now."
I ended the mind-link, cutting off the connection before he could ask any questions. My hands were still clenched into tight fists as I kept walking down the stone corridor, trying to shake the lingering scent of Rebecca’s slickness from my skin.
On my way back toward the main hall, I ran straight into the head maid, Martha. She quickly stepped to the side, bowing her head deeply to show her respect, but she looked up at me with wide, nervous eyes.
I stopped right in front of her, my dark mood rolling off me in waves.
"Alpha King," she whispered, keeping her arms folded neatly over her apron.
"Give my breeder some work to do," I ordered, my voice cold and harsh. "She shouldn’t be lazy and lounge around in the medical wing all day. Put her to use."
The head maid blinked in surprise, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. She looked down the hallway toward the medical wing and then back at me. "What kind of work, Alpha?"
"Any," I snapped, not caring about the details. I just needed Rebecca out of that room. I needed her busy, and more than anything, I needed her away from me before she messed with my mind any further. "Just keep her working."
Without waiting for Martha to reply, I turned on my heel and walked away, my heavy boots thudding against the stone floor as the dark guilt continued to twist deep inside my chest.
