Soulmate: Feel My Heart Beat Book 1

by Delmire Hart

  Ken stayed behind to make a quick call before turning to Stefan. “Pass onto your staff that Miller has wife status. We do not want another incident like this to occur.”

  “Wife status?” Stefan echoed, shocked. Wife status? What was going on?

  “He’s Mr Hunt’s soulmate. It is imperative that your staff treat him as such.” The secretary pushed up his glasses before excusing himself to follow William.

  Soulmate. That little blonde tramp was William’s soulmate? No. No, this could not happen. Stefan’s thoughts whirled. That would explain why William brought along a guest for the first time and why his arm had oh so casually rested behind the little tramp. He stumbled his way into his office, three of the walls being darkened one way glass so he could view the club unnoticed by the guests. He looked into the VIP section but William’s booth had been claimed by someone else.

  Dance floor.

  The guard had mentioned that he had gone to dance. Stefan pressed himself up against the glass, feeling the coolness seep into his forehead. Scanning the writhing dance floor his attention was caught by a mop of shining blond hair. He sucked in a breath in shock. Oh, the little tramp was dancing all right. With William. The businessman didn’t dance. No, he was cold and aloof and distant.

  Yet there he was, his chest pressed up against the tramp's back, their hips grinding together to the beat and William’s hands roved over his hips, thighs, and stomach. No. No, no, no. It was somehow a sensual dance, matching the dark rhythm of the music and they both seemed completely absorbed in their own little world. They ignored all the others around them as they danced so closely, so intimately. Stefan watched as William moved his hand up the blond’s chest, skipping over a nipple and getting what appeared to be a moan before grabbing his chin and forcing his head around for a messy kiss. He could feel the intensity from here.

  No, that was supposed to be him, Stefan’s mind screamed. They parted and suddenly William pulled Miller from the dance floor and towards the exit. He was taking him home. Stefan felt his blood boil. No, that little tramp had it coming, soulmate or not. Losing a soulmate was devastating and with the protection that surely surrounded around the boy, Stefan would have to plan very carefully. But once he was gone, Stefan would be right there to console the grieving William and slip right into place at his side.

  Yes, Miller was a dead man walking.

  Chapter Nine: Pleasure

  Daniel let the beat of the music wash over him, filling him up and blocking out any thought. The thoughts about William, the near beating, the looming threat that just being seen with him brought; they all were pushed aside by the driving beat as he just let his body move. The crowd moved around him on the dance floor and the press of bodies somehow heightening the feeling of the pulsing beat. He didn’t know how long he had been dancing for, lost in the rhythm, when hands snaked around his waist and he was pulled back against a hard chest. Before he had a chance to look around, a familiar deep voice purred directly into his ear.

  “I’ve come to claim my dance, Daniel.”

  Daniel felt a shiver run down his spine. William must have noticed as he pulled him even closer against himself. His back was flush with the muscled chest and the evidence of William’s desire could be felt pressing into the small of his back. Daniel began to move again, having stopped upon the contact. The large hands moved from around his waist to run over his hips, across the tops of his thighs and back up again. The hands were firm and kept him flush against William even as they danced. He could feel his soulmate moving to the beat as well, bodies grinding up against each other with the movements.

  Daniel was liquid with the beat and the heat of William seeping through his clothes. His pulse raced, and he arched his back, pressing his shoulders and ass harder against William as he dropped his head back onto his shoulder. A hand trailed up his front, glancing over his nipple, pulling a gasping moan at the contact over his shirt, before it grasped his chin and forced his head around.

  He didn’t have time to think before lips covered his own and a tongue forced its way inside his mouth. The awkward angle made the kiss rather sloppy but neither of them cared. The kiss ended as abruptly as it started and suddenly William was grabbing his hand and pulling him off the dance floor. When they had finally made it out of the crowd, he relinquished his hand to slide his arm around his waist and guide him out the door to the waiting limo. Daniel had barely sat down when he was bodily picked up and pulled into William’s lap, his legs straddling large thighs. Hands snuck under his shirt to caress his skin and his lips were once again engaged.

  He knew where this was going and Daniel would be lying if he said he wasn’t curious, wasn’t wanting so much to find out what the dark promise lead to. After the small taste this morning and knowing that was nothing compared to what William could do sent his pulse racing and heat coiling low in his belly. He moaned into the kiss and pressed himself closer, hands curling around William’s neck to bury into his dark hair.

  The large hands were hot on his skin, mapping out his back, sneaking down and under the waistband of his pants to curl around his ass, kneading and squeezing the cheeks to cause a continuous stream of mewls to bubble up from his throat. Pressing down into William, he could feel his mirroring desire in the tenting of the businessman’s pants, and he unconsciously rubbed himself against the muscled body.

  “Please,” Daniel mumbled into the kiss. He didn’t even know what he was asking for but whatever it was, he wanted it badly. “Please!”

  He felt the growl rumble in the back of William’s throat as much as he heard it and he pressed his body even closer in response. He wasn’t even aware that the vehicle had stopped moving until William manhandled Daniel out the door and threw him over his shoulder before striding inside a fancy foyer. Daniel tried to glance around, but he was disoriented from the angle and distracted by the hand palming over his ass. They entered an elevator and he was placed back on his feet only to be shoved against the wall. He winced as his head hit the elevator, it still sore from the earlier incident and probably forming a lump by now.

  “Is everything okay?” William must have caught the reaction as he had gone still before pulling back a little to search his face.

  “It’s fine. My head’s just a little sore from being thrown against a wall earlier.” He heard a small growl tear itself out from his soulmate's throat again. William’s hands reached up and carefully felt the back of his head, causing another wince. Golden eyes narrowed in displeasure and Daniel huffed.

  “I said it’s fine.” William didn’t move and the fingers still carefully probed at the lump on his head. He grabbed one of the hands and forcibly removed it from his head, bringing it around so he could bite on the fingers while glaring up at his soulmate. He watched as the man’s eyes darkened and his pupils dilated even more until there was only a small rim of gold around the black. They stayed locked in that moment, neither of them moving until a small ding announced that they had reached the requested floor. Then Daniel found himself once again bodily picked up and thrown over William’s shoulder.

  As they left the elevator, he looked at the panel and noticed they were at the 40th floor, the top floor of this building. The entranceway seemed fancy and he couldn’t see any other doors than the one that William unlocked and stepped through. He didn’t put him down as he strode through what was presumably his penthouse and Daniel began to struggle. A slap to the ass caused him to squeak and still. The slap didn’t hurt after the slight initial sting but if anything, it only heightened the fire running through his veins. Daniel hadn’t expected that, but he doubted that would be the only unexpected outcome tonight.

  They moved down a hallway and into what must be the master bedroom as he could see a large bed and a door to a bathroom off to the side. Still William didn’t put him down. There was an odd scrapping sound then they were moving again. They passed through a door that Daniel hadn’t seen before, it must have been hidden in the wall.

  “What?” He
released a small ‘oof’ sound as he was deposited on a bed. He looked around and stopped wide eyed on a case full of leather straps and sex toys on display on the wall. He glanced over to William to see him slowly unbuttoning his shirt while watching him with a smirk.

  “What kind of room is this?!” he yelped, alarmed.

  “A soundproofed one. I plan on tasting you thoroughly and don’t want to have to clean up straight away just so we can sleep. So, we can have our fun in here and then sleep in nice fresh sheets out in the master bedroom.”

  He popped open the last button on his shirt and slowly prowled forward, climbing onto the bed and looming over Daniel. The photographer found himself frozen in place, wide eyed and pulse racing as William looked every inch the predator. He straddled his thighs and leaned down on his elbows, pinning Daniel in place on his back with their faces so close that their noses were nearly touching.

  “I hope you’re prepared, Daniel. I’m going to introduce you to a whole new world of pleasure.”

  And then his lips were moving insistently against his own, their tongues tangling and the weight of William’s body pressed down against him. A large hand started to work on the buttons of his shirt while the other hand wound fingers in his blond hair until it had a firm grip. William pulled away from the kiss and used the hand in his hair to pull his head up so he would have better access to his neck and collarbone.

  The tug on his hair was sharp yet the pain almost immediately melted under his ministrations as William licked and nipped at his sensitive skin. The other hand hadn’t stopped its work, and he finally popped the last button before brushing aside the shirt to pull and pinch at Daniel’s nipple. The actions sent frissons of heat down his spine and he arched off the bed to press closer to William with a moan.

  William moved back to quickly pull the shirt and pants off Daniel, leaving him lying naked underneath him. He removed his own clothes with just as much speed, clearly at the end of his tether already. He leaned over to grab something out of the bedside table draw before settling back between Daniel’s legs, running his palm over a milky thigh and pushing it out to have a better view. Daniel could feel himself flushing at the intense gaze on such a vulnerable spot. He tried to close his legs in embarrassment but was met with two hands pushing them even further apart and that low rumbling growl that sounded more animal than human.

  “Don’t hide yourself from me, Daniel. I will know all of you.” Unable to move, Daniel threw an arm over his face to try to hide away. He heard the snap of a lid and jolted at something cold and wet pressing up against him down there. Before he could react, a finger slowly pressed inside. It felt strange and drew a small gasp from his lips but a warm, wet feeling surrounding his cock morphed the gasp into a low moan.

  He moved his arm away and looked down into eyes blown wide with desire and watched as William took his cock deeper into his mouth. He worked at it and timed his thrusting fingers to match the pace. Daniel’s head fell back to the bed while his hips twitched up and a constant stream of little mewls of pleasure bubbled from his throat.

  “P-please… Nggh, ple-… Ah! William, please!” He was babbling now, barely coherent and so close but William kept toeing him along the line of pleasure, not yet willing to let him finish. He gave his aching cock one last long suck then let it slide out of his mouth with a sinful sounding pop as the fingers were removed from his twitching hole. William fell forward, catching himself on his hands, holding himself above his writhing little soulmate.

  “What do you want, Daniel?” William lifted Daniel’s thighs and lined himself up at his entrance then held himself there, waiting, body straining with anticipation.

  “Nggh…please, please!”

  “Tell me,” he said hoarsely.

  Daniel arched up into him, trying to get some kind of friction but was thwarted by William holding him in place.

  “Y-you. P-please, I want you.” Lips crashed down with bruising force and William shoved himself inside in one smooth thrust, swallowing up his cries at the intrusion. It burned, but the pain was quickly melting in with the pleasure and Daniel was so full, senses overloading with the feeling. William didn’t wait, immediately pulling out and pushing back in to the hilt in long, smooth motions. Daniel scrabbled to find purchase on William’s muscled back, desperately needing to hold on through the pleasure.

  He dug his fingers into the skin and it seemed to only spur William on. Daniel remained on the edge, somehow unable to cross over into orgasm. William pulled back from the messy meeting of tongues and teeth and sat back on his knees, lifting Daniel’s legs over his shoulders and suddenly ramming home. A flash of white shot across his vision and Daniel cried out, the pleasure shooting up his spine forcing his back off the bed as he came.

  His legs trembled at the force of his climax and liquid ran across his stomach but William didn’t stop. No, he sped up and angled to thrust right into that same spot that had Daniel completely incoherent, partial words babbling out between the constant cries of pleasure and his cock twitched back into life almost immediately.

  It wasn’t long before the heat coiled up inside him again and he was pushed over into a climax even more powerful than the last, this time pulling William over the edge with him. He fell forward, catching himself on his elbows to avoid squashing Daniel under his bulk. Both lay panting and trying to recover for a moment, staring at each other before William leaned forward and licked his way inside Daniel’s mouth for a lingering kiss. When he pulled back, he gave his little soulmate a wicked smirk.

  “Don’t think I’m done with you yet.”

  ***

  Daniel woke up surrounded by warmth that seemed rather at odds with his aching muscles screaming in protest at the abuse they had suffered the night before. A now familiar weight circled his waist and he could feel the slow, even breathing of William ruffle through his hair. This was the second time in as many days that he had woken up like this and it was quite a nice feeling. Warm and safe. He tried to stretch and winced at the still protesting muscles.

  William had made a mess of Daniel for hours, having him every way conceivable. Fast and hard, slow and drawn out, teasing kisses and kisses that left him gasping and breathless. Right at the end he had been slow, carefully drawing one last orgasm out of Daniel’s protesting body. Whispered words of encouragement purring into his ear, hands and teeth working together with the long, slow thrusts to bring his tired body over the edge one last time.

  And when he had, the feeling had been so overwhelming it was almost painful, ripping through him with such force that he had actually passed out. He vaguely remembered being picked up and cleaned off before being deposited in bed and pulled up against William’s hard body, then sleep had taken him for good.

  Daniel could feel the bulging muscles, lax in sleep but still firm against him. He brought his hand up to continue the exploration he had started yesterday but had been too embarrassed at being caught out to finish. He trailed his fingers along, the touch feather light, and committed it all to memory. This was the body of the man who was his soulmate. He flushed. Someone he wouldn’t be able to look at without a blush for a while.

  He had definitely lived up to his promise. Daniel had experienced nothing like last night and he knew there were still far more things to see, judging by the display on the wall that hadn’t been touched. William shifted and he froze as he realised that the man must be awake. There was a rather large hardness poking into his stomach but the businessman didn’t move. Daniel remembered what he had said yesterday.

  “Don’t stop on account of that, I was quite enjoying the attention.”

  He started moving his hand again, continuing to map out the body he was snuggled up against. He had certainly paid a lot of attention to Daniel last night and this was a good way to return the favour, right? It was like petting a tiger, rubbing the belly of a large predator as though it was a harmless little housecat. Sure, William clearly enjoyed the attention but that didn’t make him any tamer than b
efore. Daniel stopped when he felt William shift and suddenly large hands were rolling him over and pulling him so that his back was flush against William’s chest and something rather large and hot nestled between his ass cheeks.

  “William!”

  “Mmm, good morning, kitten.”

  “Kitten?” William’s lips moved against his ear while his hands roved over his chest, gently tweaking his nipples. “Nggh, what are you doing? Didn’t you have enough last night?” One hand reached down to take his already half hard cock in hand to work at getting it to full hardness.

  “I can never have enough of you, kitten.” The other hand moved around to slip between his cheeks and tickle over his hole. “You’ll be nice and loose from last night still.”

  Daniel couldn’t help a moan from slipping out from his lips. “That doesn’t explain the kitten thing.” He squirmed as the probing finger slipped inside with another following almost immediately.

  “You’re a little wildcat, all sharp claws and teeth and fiery defiance but under my touch you become a purring little kitten.” Daniel didn’t have a chance to reply as William removed his fingers and pressed his length inside.

  One arm wrapped around his waist to hold him in place while the other hand stroked his cock in time to the slow, almost lazy thrusts. It didn’t take long before the hazy pleasure over took his senses in a far gentler wave than the previous evening. He came with a small quivering cry and heard William give a low moan muffed by the fact that he was lightly biting into Daniel’s shoulder. They stayed intertwined together in a languid daze before William pulled out but still kept himself plastered up against Daniel’s back.

  “You know,” he murmured lazily, “your mother’s idea has merit. I wouldn’t mind waking up like this every day.” Daniel jerked out of William’s grasp and moved away.