Chapter 4

Kiana’s POV:

I took deep breaths and went to cool off in the bathroom. Once I was done taking my bath, I wrap the towel around me and used the other to dry my wet hair.

I wondered if Mason had arrived. He was supposed to mind link me.

Walking out of the bathroom, I was met with the sight of him lying on my bed, propped up on his elbow.

He looked up at me and smirked, "Hello gorgeous, miss me?"

I feigned disinterest and shrugged my shoulders, "Not really," Came my reply as I turned to the mirror, still drying my hair.

Mason got up and walked up to me, he hugged me from behind, burying his face in my neck, "Really?" his deep voice rang on my skin, giving me tingles.

I shuddered at the contact with his hot breath. "Yep." I still managed to tease him.

"Hm, let's fix that now, shall we?" He huskily whispered, staring at my eyes through the mirror, mischief was written all over his face and I knew where this was going, but decided to play dumb.

"Fix what?"

He turned me to face him.

“What was your aim when you walked out of the bathroom in just a towel?”

I chuckled, “none of your business.”

“Oh, no, no, baby” he pulled me closer. “Don’t lie to Daddy. I know what you wanted, and I’m so willing to give it out”

Without warning, he lifted me up to the dressing table, "This is what you want, right?."

I raised my eyebrows in anticipation as my heart beat faster.

Mason parted my legs and I clenched my pussy. His finger soon found my already wet entrance. “I smelled your arousal, baby, and Damn!, you're already wet for me." he slapped it, and I yelped a bit.

He held me in place, then he inserted two of his long fingers into me. Then, without mercy, I began to pump my pussy. I was overcome by a euphoric feeling.

His fingers kept assaulting my clit until I climaxed and cumed in on his hand.

He pulled his fingers out and licked my juice off it. Fuck! I was still so horny!

"Absolutely amazing." he breathed out, then immediately his lips found mine, locking into a passionate kiss.

My hands roamed all over his body as he peeled the towel off my body. He found my boobs, one hand massaging one, as the other made its way back to my entrance.

He began slowly rubbing. I really couldn't get enough!

His hot mouth on my boobs, sucked and nibbled. While his hand on my clit increased its pace. I was damn aroused and excited, enjoying every moment.

Just when I was about to cum for the second time, I called out his name, "Daddy... "

"Not yet, baby, not yet." he slowed down his pace, earning a whine from me.

Why did he always do that?!

He smirked, his eyes completely dark, and then he put two fingers into me again, and began pumping them in and out of me.

I moaned when he increased his pace once more. I couldn’t help wondering how much more of this I could take.

Once I came for the second time, I rested my head on the mirror.

"Now tell me babydoll, will you ever not miss me again?" He asked with a grin and I shook my head

“Use your words baby, words.” He urged.

"No, it will never happen again." I breathlessly said. "Good, now it's time for your punishment for not missing me." His eyes turned darker. I sat up anticipating what he was going to do. For some reason my core throbbed for more, I wanted, no, I needed his cock inside me this instant.

He lowered his hands to his pants, unbuckling his belt, he did every damn thing slowly as if to tease me.

But alas, he finally got it off and pulled his pants off together with his boxer. His cock was always huge, but I couldn’t help wondering if it looked bigger now. And for sure, it made me so fucking wet.

Mason positioned himself properly in between my opened legs, then slowly and painfully entered his length inside me.

He started off at a slow pace to mess with me. I pouted and complained, earning a chuckle from him, "If I increase my pace, I'll make you lose your mind there for sure." he teased me, and I let out a small whine.

"Please go faster, I don't mind losing my mind for a bit, please, I can't take it anymore" I urged him, probably sounding needy, but I didn't care at that moment.

I needed him to go faster. This wasn’t my birthday anymore and there was no need for any special treatments. I needed him to fuck me senseless.

He let out a heartfelt laugh, "As you wish, baby." with that, he instantly increased the pace at which he was moving, to lightning speed.

He slammed deep into me and quickly moved out. He kept that pace, as I constantly moaned his name. At that point, I didn't care how loudly I moaned or who was at home, we both moved rhythmically as the dresser kept on squeaking, many of my things fell off landing on the floor. We both were sweating profusely and panting as he kept on thrusting in and out of me. I finally reached the climax, then after thrusting twice, he pulled out and released on the floor. He rested his head on my shoulder afterward.

"That was amazing. " I breathed out, clinging onto him.

He shook his head, which was still buried in the crook of my neck, "No, you were amazing, so fucking amazing."

I blushed at his statement and was thankful that he couldn't see my face at the moment. "How about we go take a shower? " He suggested. I knew this wasn't over yet.

"That sounds great, but I don't think I can stand on my feet." I joked, craving baby treatments.

He lifted me off of the dresser, holding me bridal style. I wasn’t shy that I was naked in his arms.

He was my mate after all. But I just wished to be marked at least.

"What am I here for?" he kissed the top of my head, "Don't worry your pretty head about it."

Looking at him at that moment, my love for him grew even more. All of these felt like a fairytale, though I couldn't wait for him to finally mark me and make me his Luna, and maybe we'd start our own little family. I held onto him tightly as he carried me to the bathroom for another crazy fuck session.