Chapter 467: Lisa: It’s All About Kellan

LISA

I lean down, ready to whisper something snarky, but Kellan’s hand finally releases the bed rail. It shoots up, tangling in my hair at the nape of my neck, and yanks me the rest of the way down. His mouth crashes against mine—hot, demanding, hungry. The kiss is all teeth and tongue and desperation.

My gasp disappears into his mouth. His teeth catch my lower lip, just this side of too rough, and a bolt of heat rips straight through me. My nipples ache, tight and throbbing against the fabric of my bra, and my skin buzzes like it’s desperate to be touched.

When he lets me go, we’re both panting. His eyes burn gold—wolf eyes—and his hungry, territorial look sends a fresh rush of heat between my legs.

I shift down his body, ready to finish what I started, but his fingers wrap around my arm—surprisingly gentle.

"Not like that," he says roughly.

I blink up at him.

"I want to come inside you." His gaze never wavers as one hand slides up my thigh, slow and claiming. "Not your mouth this time, baby. I want your pussy. I want to fill you."

The words hit me low and hard. My whole body clenches with want. Kellan isn’t normally so... dirty.

He’s more suggestive and primally there, with his brooding, sexy presence. Not like this.

I like it.

"You sure?" I ask, glancing at his injuries.

"Never been more sure of anything."

Normally, I’d roll my eyes at that. But desperate Kellan? Turns out he’s my type.

I climb over him carefully, straddling his hips. The thin hospital gown’s bunched around his waist, leaving him fully exposed. I’m still in my underwear, and when I lower onto him, my soaked panties pressed against the length of him, he groans in frustration.

"Off," he growls, and I chuckle.

I wiggle out of them without leaving my position. His cock drags against my folds as I settle again, and we both inhale sharply.

one hand guiding my hip, the other positioning

shoulders, careful not to press into the

me open, inch by

breath stutters. His groan could

from the stretch and restraint. I can feel every throb of him, every twitch of

don’t chase my own pleasure yet. I focus on him—on the way his jaw tightens, on the ragged edge of his breath, on the

"Holy fuck," I whisper.

voice breaks through gritted

And then, "Ride me."

like a command and a plea all at

The friction makes my whole body hum. His breath catches. He still hasn’t touched me—his hands clamp tight on

deep. Each drag sends

he

sends a pulse through

Every motion drags him along nerves

smell you on me," he grits out. "Want them

Kellan needs

slick with sweat. I lean forward, catching his wrists, pinning them to the bed just to see

He lets me.

That’s hot, too.

have you," I whisper against

echo with our breath. His head falls back, throat exposed, his whole

"You’re evil," he gasps.

"You love it."

He does.

control—but I’m unraveling. My body clenches, slick and overstimulated. My nipples throb with every bounce, and still, I don’t reach for relief. I focus on his reactions: the way his breath falters, the way his hips twitch despite himself, the sound he makes when I tighten

His eyes flutter shut.

plea is raw, breaking on his tongue. "Let me come. I need to

and

"Yes," I breathe.

Something snaps in him.

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