Chapter 7

• [Sia's POV]
• Through the fabric of his trousers and my jeans, I could feel the thick, rigid length of his erection. It was pressing exactly against my entrance, right where I was wet and aching.
• I gasped, my hands gripping his shoulders for balance. The vibration of the car engine hummed beneath us, traveling up through the seat, through him, and into me.
• "Sia," Kaelen warned, his voice sounding like gravel. "Sit still."
• But I couldn't. The sensation was too much. It was overwhelming. My body was on fire, desperate for friction.
• I squirmed slightly, instinctively grinding down to seek relief.
• Kaelen hissed. His hands gripped my hips tightly, his fingers digging into my flesh. "I said, sit still. Unless you want to get into trouble."
• He looked angry, but his eyes were burning with lust.
• He bucked his hips upward.
• It was a sharp, deliberate thrust. The hard ridge of his manhood hit my sensitive spot with bruising force.
• "Oh!" My head fell back as I tilted my head back and let out a soft moan. Afraid the driver might hear, I bit my lip to stifle the sound.
• He did it again. Harder. He ground himself upward, rubbing against my wet heat through the layers of denim.
• Soon my nipple was captured in his mouth. This powerful Alpha, now like a wild beast, sucked hard on my breast, his tongue thrusting forcefully through my clothing to tease and lick my nipple. The suction was so intense it nearly sucked my soul right out.
• "Kaelen..." I sobbed his name.
• "Is this what you want?" he snarled softly. "You wet little thing."
• He thrust up one last time, holding the pressure there, grinding in a slow circle.
• That was it. I had no defense. My body was too primed, too ready.
• The pleasure hit me like a lightning strike. My vision went white. I clamped my thighs around his waist, my nails digging into his suit jacket.
• Oh my moon goddess! I almost cried out.
• I came.
• It was violent and messy. I felt the hot fluid gush out of me, soaking my panties, soaking my jeans. My whole body convulsed in his arms, shaking uncontrollably as the orgasm ripped through me.
• Kaelen held me tight against him, absorbing every shudder. He buried his face in my neck, inhaling the scent of my release.
• He groaned, a sound of pure, tortured hunger.
• "Bad girl," he whispered against my damp skin. "You made a mess on Daddy's lap."
• My body was still shaking with the aftershocks of the most intense pleasure I had ever felt.
• I was slumped against Kaelen's chest, gasping for air. The smell of my own arousal filled the car, thick and undeniable. I could feel the wet patch soaking through my jeans and dampening Kaelen's expensive suit trousers.
• He didn't push me away. His hand was stroking my hair, a slow, rhythmic motion that felt terrifyingly possessive.
• Buzz. Buzz.
• Kaelen reached into his jacket pocket, his arm brushing against my sensitive side, and pulled out his phone.
• The name on the screen flashed bright and clear, Dr. Vivian Bennett.
• My blood ran cold.
• I tried to scramble off his lap, panic seizing my throat, but Kaelen's arm tightened around my waist like an iron band.
• He held me there, straddling him, intimately pressed against his still-hard erection, as he swiped the screen.
• "Vivian," he answered. His voice was raspy, deep, and sounded like pure sin.
• "Kaelen? Oh, thank moon goddess you picked up," Mom's voice came through the speaker, breathless and frantic.
• "I'm so sorry, but I won't be home for dinner. A multi-car pileup just came in. We need every surgeon. I might be here... all night."
• I froze. I was sitting on her fiancé's lap, soaked in my own fluids, listening to her apologize for working to save lives. Tears of shame pricked my eyes.
• "Don't worry," Kaelen said smoothly, his golden eyes locking onto mine. He reached up and wiped a tear from my cheek with his thumb, his expression unreadable. "Focus on your work."
• "Thank you for understanding," Mom sighed. "Can you... can you make sure Sia gets dinner after her class? And maybe help her settle in? She's shy."
• Kaelen's lips curled into a faint, cruel smile.
• "I will take very good care of her, Vivian," he purred. "She's in good hands."
• "Thank you. I have to go. Bye!"
• Click.
• The silence that followed was deafening.
• "Get off," I whispered, my voice trembling.
• Kaelen raised an eyebrow. "You seemed to enjoy being there a moment ago."
• "I said get off!"
• I shoved his chest with all my strength. This time, he let me go. I scrambled back to my side of the car, pressing myself against the door. I pulled my knees up, trying to hide the wet stain on my jeans.
• I looked at him, cool, composed, wiping his hand with a handkerchief.
• He was a monster.
• And I was worse. I was the daughter who seduced her mother's mate.
• "Stay away from me," I choked out, wrapping my arms around myself. "We can't do this. You're... you're my stepfather. It's sick. You must reject me!"
• Kaelen just looked at me, his eyes dark with unspent hunger. He didn't promise to stop.
• He just sat there, waiting, like a wolf who knew the prey had nowhere to run.