Chapter 9

Chapter 9

I woke up with my thighs sticky and my pussy deliciously sore.

Kai’s cum had leaked out of me during the night, soaking the sheets beneath my ass and the insides of my thick thighs. Every small movement sent a reminder of how deep he’d been — how hard he’d knotted me on that balcony while Leah slept just inside.

I pressed my face into the pillow and groaned softly.

What the fuck am I doing?

My body still ached in the best way. My nipples were sensitive from how he’d sucked on them. My ass still carried faint handprints from his spanks. And between my legs… I was swollen, puffy, and still leaking.

I should have felt nothing but shame.

Instead, I felt empty without him.

A soft knock came at the door.

“Alexia? You up?” Leah’s voice was bright and normal. “I made breakfast. Kai’s already at the table.”

My stomach flipped.

I forced myself out of bed, cleaned up as best I could in the bathroom, and changed into loose sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt that hid the marks on my body. My hair was still messy from Kai’s hands. I looked freshly fucked.

When I stepped into the kitchen, Kai’s eyes found me immediately.

He was sitting at the table like nothing had happened — calm, dominant, legs spread like he owned the space. But the second Leah turned to grab something from the fridge, his gaze dropped to my hips, then lower, like he could still see his cum inside me.

“Morning, sleepyhead,” Leah said cheerfully, sliding a plate of eggs and toast toward me. “You look… flushed. Still feeling under the weather?”

“I’m okay,” I mumbled, sitting down carefully. The movement made more of Kai’s cum shift inside me. I clenched my thighs together under the table.

Kai’s foot found mine again.

This time it wasn’t subtle.

He pressed his socked foot between my legs, rubbing slowly against my pussy through the thin sweatpants. I nearly dropped my fork.

“You sure you’re okay?” Leah asked, frowning a little. “You’ve been acting weird lately.”

“I’m fine,” I said too quickly. My voice came out breathy because Kai’s toes were now pressing right against my clit.

He smirked into his coffee like the devil himself.

Leah kept talking — something about a meeting she had later, about how busy the Luna position was keeping her. I tried to listen. I really did. But Kai’s foot kept moving in slow, deliberate circles, and my slick was starting to soak through my pants.

I shot him a warning glare.

He just raised an eyebrow and mouthed, “Wet already?”

My face burned.

When Leah got up to refill the juice, Kai leaned across the table slightly.

“Still leaking me, aren’t you?” he whispered, voice low enough that only I could hear. “I can smell it. Sweet and filthy. My cum’s been dripping out of that pretty pussy all night.”

I bit my lip hard.

“Kai… stop,” I breathed.

He didn’t stop.

His foot pressed harder. “Tonight I’m bending you over this table the second she leaves. Gonna knot you right here where she makes breakfast. Fill you so full you’ll feel me for days.”

My clit throbbed. I was getting dangerously close just from his words and the pressure of his foot.

Leah came back and sat down. Kai pulled his foot away like nothing had happened, but the damage was done. My panties were soaked. My hole was clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled again.

Breakfast dragged on in a haze of tension.

Every time Leah looked away, Kai’s eyes burned into me. Hungry. Possessive. Like he was already planning exactly how he was going to ruin me later.

When Leah finally stood up and stretched, announcing she had to head out for a council meeting, my heart started racing.

Kai didn’t even look at her.

He was still staring at me.

The second the front door closed behind Leah, the air in the kitchen changed.

Kai stood up slowly.

“Come here.”

I should have said no.

I should have told him this was getting too dangerous.

Instead, I stood up on shaky legs and walked straight into his arms.

He grabbed me by the throat — not hard, but firm enough to make my knees weak — and backed me against the kitchen counter.

“You’re mine now,” he growled, already tugging my sweatpants down. “Say it.”

“I’m yours,” I whispered, spreading my legs for him without shame.

Kai freed his cock — already thick and hard — and rubbed the head through my slick folds.

“Good girl.”

He pushed in with one smooth thrust, burying himself deep in my cum-filled pussy. We both groaned at the wet sound it made.

He fucked me right there against the counter, hard and fast, one hand over my mouth to muffle my moans while the other gripped my soft hip.

“Listen to how wet you are,” he panted. “All that cum from last night and you’re still dripping for more. Such a greedy little omega.”

I came fast — embarrassingly fast — clenching around him with a muffled cry.

Kai didn’t stop.

He kept pounding into me, chasing his own release, knot already swelling.

“I’m gonna breed you again,” he promised, voice rough. “Right here in her kitchen. You’re gonna walk around all day with my load inside you like the perfect little secret slut you are.”

He slammed his knot in deep.

I came again as he flooded me, hot and thick, locking us together while he growled into my neck.

We stayed like that for a long time — panting, connected, his cum pumping into me in slow pulses.

When his knot finally went down, he pulled out and watched his cum drip down my thighs with dark satisfaction.

Then he kissed me — slow, deep, almost tender.

“Tonight,” he murmured against my lips, “I’m not letting you sleep.”

He pulled my pants back up, patted my ass, and walked away like he hadn’t just wrecked me in the middle of the kitchen.

I stood there trembling, thighs sticky, heart pounding.

Leah would be home in a few hours.

And I was already counting down the minutes until Kai could have me again.

I was addicted.

And I was starting to think I didn’t want to be saved.