Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad

Chapter 33: _ We can’t

Warning; Mature Content Ahead (Not Intense).

As Kylo climbed up at me, I drew back and allowed him. Maybe we’d do it today. Maybe when we did it, I wouldn’t see any chance of being with his Dad.

When he pulled down my tights, I smiled, glad that it was going to happen. His hands trailed up my lap and found my bare skin before his tongue took over the job.

"I’ll make up our ruined anniversary night to you." He whispered, hands drawing zig-zag lines over my skin.

I chuckled, "Will you please?"

He worked his fingers against the slick seams of my panties and I almost choked on a moan.

"You like that, babe?" Kylo chuckled before he shifted my panties aside and stuffed a finger in me.

A very long moan escaped my lips. I gnashed my teeth as arousal sent my control into the air.

"Oh, Kylo." I moaned.

Kylo crawled up to me, his finger still in me, thrusting in and out. He began to plant kisses on every one of my soft spots. Neck. Temple. Shoulder. Cheek. Chest. And then, my nipples.

Just when he took my nipples into his mouth, he stuck another finger in my hole. I gripped the sheets as pleasure shot through me from both sides.

Kylo did long and careful sucking of both of my boobs, taking them one after the other. His fingers never left my hole too. I wriggled my legs left, right, back and forth, my toes sinking into the sheets.

Kylo wasn’t done. He released my now swollen boobs and pulled his fingers out of me. Arousal was plastered on his face, turning his eyes almost red when he pulled my panties off.

Finally.

I just lay there, panting like a breathless dog and letting him do things to my body. Things I liked. His hand swiped upward my pussy, wiping the arousal fluid off my opening before he planted a soft kiss on it.

"Ah..." I loaned softly, freezing in place as the room’s temperature had dropped.

I liked how my moans fueled Kylo. He swooped off juice from my pussy with his tongue. It was so swift that I grabbed his head, groaning.

Just then, he continued. He worked his tongue inside of me. Found every corner, every wall inside of me and he just sucked, teased, and thrust.

"Fuck, Kylo." I groaned and then proceeded to mutter every curse word I knew.

I knew I’d be ashamed of them later. I knew I’d come to hate myself for how lost I was right now. For how pleasured I was. But with Kylo, I was supposed to feel safe, right?

I wasn’t supposed to feel ashamed. Why did I feel ashamed?

Kylo never stopped licking, sucking, and tasting me until I edged. When it almost came, I felt it. I froze and then unfreeze. I tugged at Kylo’s hair tighter.

I almost screamed had I not remembered that two adults and a child were sitting right in the sitting room. I almost lost it.

No. I lost it but managed to retain some control.

Finally, I couldn’t move my eyeballs and then, I edged. My orgasm came through, warm and slippery. Until every last drop dripped, I couldn’t move. I was held in place by pleasure and I saw how much Kylo enjoyed me cum. He had a proud and satisfied grin on his face.

When I could finally move, I tried to sit up but then, I couldn’t. "Hey, hey, easy peasy." Kylo cautioned and then tried to hold me in place.

I just was too horny now. I didn’t care anymore. I reached for his penis and tried to unbuckle his jeans but Kylo’s hands came stopping me.

"No, Isleen." He shook his head. "We can’t."

I knew it. I knew it was going to come down to this again. "Why, Kylo? It’s about time!" I argued.

"Come on, babe. We’ve talked about this a million times." Kylo shrugged.

I finally found my strength. I pushed him off me and sat on my ass. "Well, I’m saying let’s forget all of that. We’ve earned it, Kylo. We’ve earned this!"

I could see the struggle in him. He didn’t want to hurt me. I could see how hard he was battling his desires too. But all of that was bull. I was tired of it. I wanted us to cross the line. I wanted us to do this. After sleeping with his son, I’d never have the balls to consider kissing Gamma Rhett again.

Kylo needed to understand that I wanted this.

"I know, I know. But, I just can’t..." He shook his head, hands rubbish his forehead.

Perhaps, if I touched him again. I slid my hands across him, hugging him from behind. "We are adults? Kylo. Yes, we can. I’m 22 and you’re 23!"

"You know it’s not about that, Isleen." He grumbled and broke free from my embrace. "I can’t..."

"Can’t what?!" I barked, mad that he threw my hands aside. "You can’t make love to me because you want to give me a chance with my mate? Because you are going to leave me once I find him?!"

My voice was stupidly high. The others in the sitting room would hear the bits if they didn’t hear my words already.

Kylo put a finger on his mouth. "Keep it low, Megami."

"Don’t call me that!"

"Okay, okay! Do you think this is easy for me?!" He lost his cool and threw his hands listlessly in the air. "Do you know how hard it is to hold back? To not put you under me and claim you?! Don’t you get it?!"

Kylo would never raise his voice at me and whenever he did, I’d know that he had been pushed to the brim. I couldn’t blink. I covered my mouth with my hands and shook with tension.

Kylo saw. He calmed down and knelt in front of me, taking my sweaty palms. "Babe. I have put you through a lot. I can not risk us doing something crazy and getting arrested. You’ll be the one to pay for it the most. I am the Gamma’s son, my father can use his connection to save me. But you — you are..." He trailed off, unable to finish.

I know what he meant. I was an orphan, Omega, and the daughter of traitors.

"If you ever find your mate, I’ll give you a chance to consider him. If after finding him you still want me, then we’ll do whatever we want. But until then, let’s take precautions."

Oh, Kylo; I found him already. Kylo, he’s your Dad.

Don’t you get it too? I want us to do this so that I’d never have that chance you are giving me right now. Why couldn’t I just say all of this to him?

Instead, I broke down in tears. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I was in turmoil and my mind, was in chaos. Kylo tried to embrace me to console me but I yanked him away.

"Babe..." He grumbled.

I picked up my blouse. "Don’t touch me," I warned.

"Understand me, babe. You don’t know how..."

I was done putting on my blouse and now picked up my trousers. "I don’t want to hear it! Save it! All you think of is yourself, Kylo! Just yourself!"

"I’m thinking for the both of us." He came behind me, tried to hold me but I punched him.

I punched his chest rapidly, crying and cursing. "You crazy son of a bitch! You bully!"

{A/N}

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