Trapped Between Two Alphas (Katerina)

(Annabel POV)

Kisses are planted along the tendon of my neck, which console me, slowing down my pulse. I sigh.

Kaden moves his lips so they're close to my ear. "Mmmm, baby," he begins, "What are you doing up so late?" His voice is raspy as it sensually courses out. Oh, fuck me.

I turn around to face him. In an instant, the sight of him makes me feel better. He's half-naked, only wearing his boxers.

His dark locks are mussed from sleep, and he can't look any more hot than this. I can't help but to lick my lips at his toned body. I focus on his face, again. He's sleepy as his eyes have trouble staying open. He's too adorable.

After admiring the current state of him, I finally answer his question. "I, uh, I couldn't sleep," I tell him.

"Oh, it wasn't because of me, was it?"

"No, not at all." I take a sip of water, letting its cool sensation coat the inside of my mouth and throat as it travels down. I set the glass on the counter. "I had a bad dream," I confess. "Sweetheart, why didn't you wake me up and tell me?"

"I didn't want to bother you." I look at the floor.

"Hey, look at me," he says as he gently pushes my chin up with his finger, "You are never a bother to me. Whatever happens, I will

always be here for you. Just tell me how I can make you feel better."

"It's fine, really, Kaden." God, he's too sweet.

"No. I'm your husband. I'm not going to let a nightmare hurt my wife like this." He strokes my cheek with his thumb. "Now, tell

me what happened in your nightmare."

After telling him what occurred in my sleep, he pulls me in his

embrace, surrounding my body in his warmth. His arms wrap

around my back, and I wrap my arms around his. I rest my chin on his shoulder. He hugs me tighter.

His lips are close to my ear. "Don't worry, beautiful. You have me now. I'm all yours, always. You're safe with me."

I pull away from his shoulder and attach my lips to his. He kisses

me back and parts my lips with his tongue, giving him entry. His tongue searches and strikes the spots that make me quiver for him. His kiss electrifies my body.

"Will a nice, late-night fuck make you feel better?" he questions,

followed by a soft laugh.

I latch my lips onto his again, signaling a "yes" to him. He smiles against my lips. He picks me up and sits me on the counter. The counter's cold surface elicits my goosebumps. He drags me closer to him. I hook my legs around his torso.

"I just realized we never fucked in the kitchen before," he murmurs

against my wet lips.

He smirks. His lips crash into mine, kissing harder than before, flooding my mouth with his passion. He softly moans into my mouth as I sweep my hand down his chest and abdomen. His

hand finds my back. He unhooks my bra and tosses it aside.

My breast gets a feel for his lips, this time. He takes a nipple

between his lips, and my other nipple is brushed by the pad of his

thumb. I arch my back. His name escapes my lips.

He shifts to place kisses up my neck. There, he sucks at my skin to leave his love marks for when the sun comes up. His fingers

continue to rub my nipple. Then, he kisses along my jawline. His

lips return to mine, pulling me in for another hot kiss. I sneak my hand inside his boxers to touch his hard on, raging with desire. He moans at the feeling. I then stroke him slowly. "Fuck, baby, don't be such a tease. Jerk me faster."

I obey his order. He cusses from the satisfaction. As my hand is attached to his cock, his hand digs inside my underwear, collecting

my desire in the form of wetness. "Damn, you're fucking wet for

me, baby."

"Mmm, do you like it when I'm this wet for you, Kaden?"

"Oh, fuck yeah. You know it." His lips attach to mine, and we exchange moans. He hauls me off the counter, so I stand, and he pulls down my underwear. He pushes me against the counter and buries his face between my legs. Instinctually, I reach for his hair and tug at his hair strands. His tongue digs deeper into my folds.

He looks up to me, drinking in the sight of me enjoying him. He looks back down and licks even harder knowing how much I love it. Moments later, he comes up to kiss me and transfers my sweet

nectar to my mouth. He pulls away. "Ready to be fucked, my love?"

I nod, and he smiles. He removes his boxers, and I step out of my underwear and sit myself on the counter. He drags me closer to him and spreads my legs. His rock hard member glides across my wet folds, and a faint moan is elicited from us.

He shoves his entire length in one thrust. I wrap my arms around

his neck for stability. I secure my legs around his waist.

The intensity of his thrusts increase with each time passing. He pounds all of his love into me; I scream in indulgence. His lips rub mine, as he leans in, wrapping an arm behind my back.

He thrusts deeper and curves his cock to hit my sweet spot. "Rub

that clit for me, sweetheart. I want you to come on my cock."

I stimulate my clitoris, edging myself closer to the pinnacle. The

combination of his hard thrusts and my aggressive rubbing to my

clitoris shoot more pleasure into my bloodstream. I moan his name. Sensations race all throughout my body.

"Fuck, baby, I'm so close. Come with me, oh God-" He expels his

hot load inside me, while I stream out mine, glazing his shaft. Our moans fill the room. A few more light thrusts are given, and he pulls out.

He pulls me in for a long, juicy kiss. He's practically devouring my face. It's wonderful. I take his lower lip between my teeth and tug

on it.

His lips curve into a smile. "If you ever have a nightmare again, just tell me, angel. I'll take care of it for you." He chuckles softly after. "Thank you, I really appreciate this."

"Mmmm, I appreciate every single thing about you, honey." He

plants one final kiss. "I'm sure you'll have no trouble sleeping

now." He sticks his hand out. "Come, let's go back to bed, angel."

I grab his hand. God bless this man for being in my life.

*******

"So, how was work, sweetheart?" Kaden asks. He has just returned from work and met me already at home before him, resting on the couch.

"It was a little hectic today, but overall pretty good," I tell him with

a soft laugh.

"That's good." He sits beside me on the couch. He places his hand over my thigh, and steadily glides it back and forth over the blanket that conceals my body.

I'm quivering. Our lips meet one another. His tongue invades my mouth and parts my lips for access. Inside my mouth, he puts his tongue to work: licking, touching, and pleasing my spots that he knows too well to get me begging him for more. A smile of triumph is felt against the kiss from him. My moans travel into his mouth. The kiss escalates real quick, soon turning into a hot and heavy make out session. His passion suffuses my mouth. I shiver beneath him from his movements.

I pull myself up, while our lips are still attached. He grabs my

blanket and throws it over the couch. The kiss is heated more than

ever. He cups my cheek, and his thumb strokes my skin. With each peck he gives to my supple and needy lips, he murmurs a word, "You. Make. Me. So. Happy. I. Love. You." He then pulls away. He stares at me. His tongue sweeps across his lips. He lifts

my shirt over my head and tosses it aside. He smirks. "No bra for

Daddy?"

"Does Daddy like that?" I ask huskily.

He leans in close. "Daddy fucking loves that. You're such a good

girl." His hot breath dances along my lips as he pours his words

out.

My breasts are caressed by his soft, yet slightly rough and calloused hand. His thumb brushes over my already erect nipples,

and they become even more stiff after his touch. Soon, his digits

once placed to my breasts are replaced by his lips; he takes a nipple between them and tugs on it. I moan, and his name exits my

lips quietly. His tongue swirls around my sensitive nipple. I shudder as the sensations send shocks down my spine. He applies the same special and sensual treatment to my other

nipple. I sigh in satisfaction.

He directs his attention back to my lips. "You're perfect for me, fuck. He kisses me hard. He sneaks his hand inside my panties, and I moan into the kiss. He drags his fingers across my folds,

picking up my wetness and heat. "Already soaking wet for Daddy,

huh?"

"Yes, Daddy. Always."

He smiles and kisses me. He licks

my lips. He slides off my panties I'm left completely nude in front of him. His head shows up between my legs and we make eye contact with each other. He

runs his thumb over my folds and doesn't break eye contact. "Tell daddy how much you need him."

"I need you, Kaden, fuck."

"Mmm, that's not the proper way to beg Daddy." He rubs me harder.

"Shit, please, Daddy. I need you so much, fuck."

"Better."

His tongue digs deep into my folds and transfixes me. "Do you like

that, baby girl?"

"Yes, oh God," I breathe, and I throw my head back from the storm

of pleasure.

"The proper way to answer is 'Yes, Daddy.' Say it, baby."

"Yes, Daddy. Fuck."

He smiles and returns to indulge in my sex. His finger thrusts inside me,

while he licks, the dangerously sweet combination heating my blood with pleasure. I thread my fingers through his

hair and tug at the strands. He licks harder and goes deeper.

"Daddy, I'm so close, please."

"You want to come, baby girl?"

I nod my head. The pleasure consumes more of me by the second.

"Don't come until Daddy says so."

"Fuck, please." "Mmmm, you can wait, darling. I know you can." Now, his tongue aggressively licks up my folds, edging me closer to the apex.

"Fuck, come for Daddy, baby. You have my permission now."

I close my eyes, getting ready to release.

"Open your eyes. Daddy needs to see you," he orders.

I obey. I stare into his eyes, immediately losing myself in them.

Moments later, I detonate on his tongue, and my moans fill the room. My body is left quivering.

He kisses me and shares the taste of what he's collected by playing with my tongue. He leans back. "That whole Daddy thing

was pretty fucking hot," he chuckles against my lips. "We're

definitely going to be doing the Daddy thing from now on."

"Mmmm, I'm glad to hear that. But doesn't Daddy want to come,

too?"

He grins. "Aw, it's fine, kitten. As long as I get to please my baby

girl, I'm all good."

"But, what if I want to return the favor for Daddy?" I ask, looking up

at him and witnessing the desire swimming in his eyes.

"Daddy will gladly accept your reciprocation." He smiles and plants a kiss to my lips.