Daphne's POV
I knew what was about to happen and I let it. His lips on mine ignited a fiery hunger in me that only he could quench. My wolf howled in the joy of finally getting close to her mate. It didn't help that Kieran was wearing my lips like an expert. Unlike the other time he had kissed, he was surprisingly gentle. Gliding his lips over mine slowly, as his hands tightened on my nape. Mine instinctively went to clutch his waist and voluntarily pulled him closer to me. I was acting on instinct. Though my mind would rather have me pushing him away, my heart won the battle. I savored the sparks which dominated my entire being as my stomach did its thing. I could feel the dire need to breathe creeping in, but I didn't care. Didn't want to part our lips even for a second. And I guess he felt the same as his hands left my neck and grabbed my hips, hoisting me up in the air and began walking. To where? I have no idea, and I honestly didn't care. As long as he keeps kissing me, so ardently, he can take us to hell and I wouldn't complain.
"Daph!" Taylor's chippy voice cut through the fog of excitement, snapping me back to reality. I quickly scrambled off Kieran's hold, but the bastard tightened his hands, making it impossible for me to get off him.
"Let go of me," I growled under my breath. But the damage had already been done. Taylor's excited face came into view as he clapped his hands in glee. Kieran didn't seem bothered that Taylor caught us in action. In fact, he was proud of it. He even had the nerve to kiss my neck in front of him like it was normal. "Kieran…" I jabbed his ribs. Though he groaned in displeasure, a naughty grin blossomed on his face almost immediately.
"I can't let you go." He whispered hoarsely. "Otherwise, Taylor will see something that might scar him for life." He bullshitted. I knew he was talking about his boner because I could feel that mammoth of a cock pressing hard between my thighs, making me blush at the awkwardness of the situation.
"I will fucking kill you!" I whispered right back, making him let out a delightful chuckle.
"Hey, buddy…" He addressed Taylor, ignoring my threat completely. "Daph and I need to have an adult talk…"
"I will go watch some cartoons." Taylor cut him off readily and began skipping away. There goes my card of freedom. I tried calling him back but just like his father, he wasn't cooperative tonight. I have an inkling he thinks he is helping him by giving us privacy.
"Ooh, you are so dead." I began hitting his chest once Taylor disappeared out of view. I expected some kind of retort, but all I got was his lips covering mine once again. I did attempt to push him away. The key word being attempted, before I succumbed to the mind-blowing sensations and indulged him like a starved wench. Before long, my back hit something cold and so did my ass. Took me a second to realize that we were now in the guest bathroom, with me on the counter. My back pressed tightly on the mirror, with Kieran between my legs. I was losing control fast. I panicked and tore my lips from his. "Please stop." I whimpered. It was obvious I had no physical advantage to get out of the situation, and begging was my last resort. I knew if he wanted to fuck me, I wouldn't put up much fight because my wolf had already submitted. It was only my human will that was stopping me from spreading my legs wider and offering myself to him like a sacrificial lamb.
"I don't want to." Kieran breathed, bumping his forehead on mine. Our noses rubbed against each other and when he opened his eyes, they were glowing, which meant his wolf was in control. And the way mine was fighting to come out, I feared what would happen next if we don't stop now that I still have a little bit of sanity left.
"I am no longer your mate." I wish someone had told me what a bad idea it was to hurt where it hurts the most. Kieran's gruntal growl caught me off-guard as he tore my dress in half together with the bra, leaving my breasts at the mercy of his greedy eyes.
"I won't lose you." It was a promise as much as it was a threat. His gaze dropped to my chest and I knew game over. "I will mark you for everyone to see who you belong to." I didn't doubt he would do that. And I was running out of ideas on what to do to calm his wolf down. If only I could reach the human Korean who is somewhere buried in his wolf's consciousness.
'Mind link with him.' My wolf offered. She must have felt my fear overwhelming my excitement and decided to be of help.
'But how? I already rejected him.'
'Then mend your broken bond before it's too late.' Just like me, she knew if I didn't stop Kieran's wolf, the damage he might do will never be forgotten. A wolf in rage or a jealous wolf is a lethal one. And right it was a bit of both, overloaded with the animalistic need to claim. I knew so much about Alpha wolves to have acted so recklessly as to provoke him while his sexual hormones were haywire. I felt something wet on my nipples and squealed. Kieran's mouth was licking my exposed skin with vigor.
"I am yours." I blurted, hoping to salvage the dire situation. Kieran froze, halting his movements. He raised his head and those blazing eyes held mine. Bringing my hands to hold his face, I leaned and brushed my lips lightly against his. I needed to convince him that there was no threat of anyone taking me away from him. "Just yours. " I have never meant something more. I might have put on a tough façade earlier, but Kieran had long made his way to my fragile heart. How many sleepless nights have I had because of him? I want him with the same intensity he wants me with. But if we have a chance of making it work, we both need to be of sound mind. "I Daphne Roberts accept you, Kieran Robinson, as my mate." The acceptance did it. It hit him unaware and as his wolf crumbled overwhelmed, my Kieran took over. Wide eyes searched mine in disbelief. I am sure he needed to hear at least one more time that I had accepted him. "I forgive you."
"Daphne…" Right there in the guest bathroom, my mate broke down in tears. Pulling him tightly in my arms, I rocked him silently, letting my words sink. Seeing his reaction, I couldn't help but feel I had done the right thing. It's more than overwhelming to see such a fearless and bold Alpha reduced to a sobbing mess by my acceptance. Me, the frail Omega who normally rubs big bad dominants in all the wrong places.