All Chapters of Trapped Between Two Alphas: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

(Annabel POV)"Who do you belong to, kitten?"Only a few seconds passed between his words and mine."I belong to you, Kaden," I said between soft muffled whimpers, my voice barely above a whisper.I grunted as he roughly shoved two fingers into my soaked pussy."Who does this belong to?" he asked slowly, methodically."It's yours," I said in a low, whimpering voice.He roughly shoved his fingers into me deeper and harder, making me cry out."What's mine, kitten?" he asked in a slow, menacing tone."My pussy, it's... it's... your's, Kaden, I mean, daddy."He extracted his wet fingers from inside my vagina and rubbed them over my anus, causing me to shiver and tense up."Who owns this?" he asked in a low, husky tone."You do," I said in a low voice that I'm sure he had to strain to hear."Whose is this?" he asked in an angry voice as I felt his finger slip partially into my rectum, causing me to tense up."My ass is yours, Kaden," I said, in a mortifying, embarrassed tone.He then slapp

(Annabel POV)"Are you okay now with everything that happened this afternoon?""I took a deep breath, "Yes, I am, Kaden," I said softly."Good, let's get a shower and get something to eat. I have something fun planned for us tonight."He took my hand and we walked into the bathroom and took off our robes. We stepped into the shower and I watched as he stood under the hot water.I took a few seconds to admire his wet body. He must have spent so much time in the gym, I thought. I liked that he trimmed his pubic area because I hated getting hairs in my mouth. Of course, what I loved most about his physical features was his cock. He had a large, circumcised head, and the shaft was long and thick and felt amazing inside me.I felt him take my hand and pull me towards him, which interrupted my admiration of his body. He pulled me under the water with him and we kissed softly, the warm water running over our bodies.He broke our kiss and took the loofah, poured body wash on it, and began to

(Katerina's POV)"You like being mine, don't you?" Kol asked huskily.Our eyes met. "Yes, I do."We took another sip of our coffee and got lost for a few minutes in reflective thought. I could tell from the hungry look in his eyes that it wasn't going to be long before we would be making our way up to the bedroom.My mind drifted back to the hour or so when he was sleeping and I was reading my book.Suddenly, he stood up and extended his hand, and I took it. When I stood up, he swept me up into his arms and carried me up the stairs, crossing the threshold wedding-night style. I wanted so much to kiss him, but I also didn't want to distract him while we were ascending the stairs.Once we reached the bedroom, he lay me down on the bed, quickly removed his clothes, and crawled on top of me. Immediately, his mouth possessed mine in a hot, passionate kiss.I could feel his hands run up and down my body, caressing my flesh. His hand slipped underneath the hem of the t-shirt, and he pulled

(Annabel POV)My brain was still trying to think my way out of what the rest of me desperately wanted to do, when I found myself in the kitchen. Kaden had shed his jacket and was putting a bag of food in the fridge."Don't want it to go bad while we're getting ready," he explained."But, dinner..." He was bending me back against the kitchen bar, silencing my protest with a deep kiss, pressing against me as if we were long lost lovers with an insatiable hunger that knew no bounds.I don't remember getting there, but suddenly I was on my back on the counter. My head was at the edge of one side. On the other side, my knees were draped over his shoulders, my dress pushed back, and I heard the unmistakable rip of my panties.For a moment, there was no sound. Then, "Beautiful," he whispered. His fingertips were exploring the newly bared skin. The light tickling touch was torture. I was biting my lip to keep myself from begging for what I wanted and needed. His fingers drifted lower. I was t

(Annabel POV)Something was pressing at my ass hole. It felt oily, lubricated perhaps, and not especially large. I tried to cooperate, to relax and permit Its entrance, again as if I had a choice. I was also fervently praying that it wasn't an enema. That was just really not my cup of tea, or coffee, as the case may be. As it made its way deeper and deeper, I realized it was also gaining in girth, stretching me, uncomfortably, at first, and then painfully. I realized I was gasping and then grunting. Kaden's hand pressed down on the small of my back, so maybe I was squirming, too. When I didn't think I could possibly take any more, the stretching suddenly stopped, the girth of what I now presumed to be a butt plug eased. Although still stretched and filled impossibly full, the smaller circumference at my sphincter it seemed like such a reprieve as to suddenly feel pleasurable. I gasped in relief. The relief was short-lived though as the cord that had been left to dangle between my legs