by Zara Chase
With a wolfish smile, he gathered her into his arms and plastered kisses across her brow, licking away the tears streaming down her face as he worked his way toward her lips.
“Perhaps I shouldn’t tell you this,” he said in a confidential whisper, “but I haven’t wanted anyone else since seeing you at that damned conference.”
She gasped. “Really?”
“Yep, really. I moved heaven and earth to try and find out who you were, but no one seemed to know. I’ve driven Bryce insane, banging on about you.”
“You felt the connection, too?”
“Oh yeah!”
He slanted his mouth over hers and claimed her lips, triumph ripping through him as he savored the devastatingly erotic taste of their mate-to-be. His focus rippled and shifted at her gloriously diverse response, instinctive and uncontrived, so uniquely her.
The hell with the future! Something that felt this right, such a deep, powerful awareness of one another, was totally meant to be. Even if it didn’t last until tomorrow, Jared knew deep in his cheetah soul that he would happily surrender his shifter powers in exchange for what they were about to do. The strength of his feelings, of his determination to do what he’d been resisting even thinking about since Caitlyn arrived in Impulse, just felt…well, pre-destined.
His tongue cut a path through her mouth as he deepened the kiss. Her lips, raised and responsive, were soft beneath his, her tongue velvety and sensuous as it tangled with his. A soft sigh of triumph slipped past their fused lips. Jared’s entire body was on fire as he fed from her lush mouth, his movements practiced and assured, even though he’d never had a woman before. He lay half on top of her, one hand running up and down her side, brushing the edge of her breast and then reversing its journey and acquainting itself with the contours of her thigh.
“What happens now?” she asked breathlessly when he finally broke the kiss.
Jared let out a wicked chuckle, stood up and shed his clothes. He stood before her feeling invincible, watching as her eyes feasted upon his rigid cock. He grasped it at its base and gave it a few pumps, just so there could be absolutely no doubt in her mind what she was in for. Feline shifters were better endowed than mere mortals, and the last thing he wanted to do was to frighten or hurt her in any way. But he could tell from the way she licked her lips and smiled, from the way her remarkable eyes glistened with anticipation, that she was anything but frightened.
“I guess you are pleased to see me,” she said in a sultry whisper.
“Baby, you have no idea.”
“Then educate me.”
“With the greatest of pleasure.”
He removed her shoes and threw them across the room. Marvin howled and stalked out of the line of fire. They both ignored him.
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve anticipated this moment?” he asked, reseating himself beside her prone body and picking up one of her feet.
“Having sex with a woman?”
“Not sex, darlin’, but fusing a lifelong connection with my destined mate.” He sucked her big toe into his mouth, making her squirm. “That would be you, in case you’re wondering.”
“No one’s ever sucked my toes before,” she said in a faraway voice. “I had no idea it would feel so sensual.”
“Where do you feel it?”
“In my belly. I feel overheated, and my pussy’s soaking wet as well.”
“Hmm, your belly’s good. That’s where all orgasms start. Well, it’s not where they start exactly,” he said, pushing the transparent material of her silly outfit aside as he worked his hand along the length of her leg with urgent sweeps of his fingers. “But the best orgasms feel like they come from there and then spread out.”
“Really?” She moistened her lips. “Prove it.”
Jared laughed aloud. “Hussy!”
Ignoring her pussy, he applied his lips to her belly and kissed and nipped his way up it. He so wanted to introduce their mate to the joys of spanking, submission, being shackled, and all the other things he and Bryce liked to do to one another and had fantasized about doing to their mate. But now wasn’t the time. He needed to restore his energy levels first. Besides, it was only fair that Bryce be part of that induction process.
She writhed beneath him as his tongue continued its upward journey, heading for her tits. She buried her fingers in his hair and sighed as his lips locked onto a nipple and gently bit down.
“Argh!”
“You like?” he asked, lifting his head, needing to be sure.
“I love,” she replied on a ragged breath, sending him a sultry smile that caused his cock to pulsate and fire to lance through his veins. “I feel like a volcano waiting to erupt.”
“That’s good to know.”
He pulled her non-existent dress thing over her head and threw it on the floor. Then he did what he’d dreamed of doing since first seeing her in Fort Lauderdale—covered her with his body. Bare skin collided with bare skin, the amalgamation every bit as explosive as he’d always imagined it would be in his nightly fantasies. The softness of her curves was a thrilling contrast to the hardness of his own body because she was absolutely the right height for him and fit beneath him like she’d been made to measure.
“Lift your arms above your head, darlin’.”
She did as he asked and he pinned her two wrists down with just one of his own hands, using it as a makeshift restraint. He looked down, loving the sight of their mate, willingly helpless, putting her total trust in him. The next time…the next time they’d use something that would free up both of his hands—hands that he could use to broaden her horizons and drive her wild. Their mate needed to learn how to submit, how to give and receive pleasure, how to take punishment and allow the pain to transmute to pleasure.
Jared reapplied his lips to her nipples, bringing his teeth into play a little more strongly. Caitlyn bucked her hips, clearly anxious to feel the pressure of his throbbing cock against her clit. Such behavior would normally earn her a punishment, but Jared was in no position to chastise her since he was on the brink himself. Okay, so this was his first time having sex with a woman, so he had an excuse, of sorts. Even so, he was vastly experienced and ought to have more staying power. He blamed the siren writhing beneath him for messing with his domination and made a mental note to punish her at a later time.
His fingers walked their way down her torso. She’d spread her legs wide without him asking and brought her knees up. Part of him wanted to release her hands so he could sit back and take a long, appreciative look at her naked pussy. His painfully pulsating cock reminded him that he had other priorities. Jared parted her slick folds and slid two fingers inside. Caitlyn gasped and rotated her hips. Chuckling, Jared added a third finger and brushed against her swollen nub with the pad of his thumb.
“Jared, please!” she said breathlessly. “You’re making me crazy.”
I’m making her crazy?
“Tell me what you want, sugar.”
“Your cock.” Her breathing fractured when he increased the pressure of the fingers inside her cunt. “I need you to fuck me.”
“Is that right?” He lowered his head until his lips were almost brushing against hers. “How badly do you need it, darlin’?”
“Real bad. I ache for you, Jared. Don’t keep me waiting.”
“I don’t know how to fuck a woman,” he teased. “I’ve never done it before. You’ll have to tell me what to do.”
“Stop it!” She clamped her lower lip between her teeth like she was in physical pain, but her eyes sparkled with unadulterated passion. “A less likely virgin I’ve yet to meet. You have way more experience than I do.”
“We’re a rare species, us pussy virgins.” Jared chuckled as he wriggled into position between her legs. His large body swamped hers as, still holding her arms above her head, he supported his weight on one elbow. “I guess we’d best see if we can figure out what goes where.”
“I’m sure you’ll get the hang of it,” she said
in a husky voice. “Or do you need me to draw you a diagram?”
He laughed. “How hard can it be? Pun intended.”
Jared groaned as he eased the tip of his throbbing cock into her tight entrance. It felt so fucking good, like he’d accidently stumbled upon the gates to heaven and entered without permission. Caitlyn’s breathing hitched and she thrust her hips upward, clearly anxious to take more of him. Who was Jared to refuse a lady when she knew what she wanted? He gave her just a little more, feeling her muscles closing greedily about him as he stretched her wide, filling her slowly with his thick heat.
“There you go, darlin’. I think we’ve got it right so far.”
“Hardly. I need more of you than that.”
“What a greedy little witch you are.” He dropped his head and nipped at the end of her nose. “Those that ask don’t get.”
Her eyes sparkled as she met his gaze. “You think you can hold back, do you?”
Before he could respond she thrust upward with even greater force and Jared’s entire cock sank into her welcoming warmth.
“Shit!” He closed his eyes, thought about dead felines and marauding rogues. It didn’t help much. “Caitlyn, that feels like…like—”
“I know what it feels like,” she said, panting. “Let’s make it happen. I’m so close, I can’t hold back for much longer.”
“Wrap your legs around my waist.”
The moment she’d done so, Jared started to move, sweat peppering his brow as he sank all the way into Caitlyn and his loaded balls slapped against her buttocks. She moved with him, laughing and moaning, encouraging him to fill her completely—like he needed any encouragement.
A fine tremor coursed through his veins as pleasure spangled and he surged on a heady tide of passion. The physical alchemy, the creative energy that sparked and ignited between them, was beyond his wildest imaginings. He slammed into her, on sensory overload, as he felt her tighten the muscles in her pussy around his length and she started to spasm.
“I’m going to come, Jared” she cried, panting. “I can’t stop it.”
“Let it go, darlin’.” He pounded into her with rhythmic urgency. “Come for me, sweet Caitlyn. I want to watch your face when you do.”
She opened her eyes very wide, her pupils dilated, and she screamed his name.
“That’s it.” Her head thrashed from side to side as her orgasm exploded. “Keep doing that. Don’t stop. Hell, this is wonderful. Keep fucking me, Jared, it’s going on forever.”
Jared would never forget the surprise in her eyes as she came, and then came some more. He was maintaining control by nothing more than the strength of his determination. He wanted Caitlyn never to forget their first time together, just as he would never forget the expression on her lovely face. He continued to work her body and stoke her dwindling orgasm. A second segued into the first since there was no obvious sign of where one ended and the next began.
“How did you do that?” she asked almost accusingly when she finally stopped coming.
“It’s a gift,” he replied. “And we’re not done yet.”
“That’s good to know. Can I be on top when you come?”
Laughing, Jared released her hands. Still inside her, he rolled onto his back and took her with him.
“Do your worst, wench.”
“Oh, don’t worry,” she replied with a sultry smile. “I intend to.”
Jared, aroused almost to the point of no return, started to move with strong upward thrusts. With her knees on either side of his torso, Caitlyn moved with him, her hair a tangled mass falling all over her face and tumbling down her back, giving her the appearance of a wicked angel. With her hands now free, they danced across his chest, homing in on his nipples and pinching hard. Shit, how did she know he loved having them played with? She tweaked at them, twisting them between her fingers until he gasped with pain and delayed pleasure. Her actions drove him on and he plundered her body with a desperation that had nothing to do with restoring his diminishing powers.
All he cared about right now was possessing Caitlyn in every possible way. This needed to be special for her, just in case she later had second thoughts about remaining in Impulse.
What the fuck? If she did, if she felt she couldn’t work with the restrictions placed on Impulsarians then they’d live in the human world instead. He knew without even asking Bryce that he’d feel the same way.
“Keep doing that, darlin’,” he said, breathing hard. “And it’ll all be over in a flash.”
She tortured his nipples with even more determination. Jared groaned, increased the strength of his thrusts and felt his balls tighten. Caitlyn’s saucy expression had undergone a change and he could see that she was on the brink of another orgasm.
“Together,” he said. “Let’s do this.”
Sperm shot from the end of Jared’s cock in a gushing fountain, burying itself deep inside a woman—his woman—for the first time ever. The only thing that ran thicker than his hot seed was his complete and absolute love for Caitlyn. On and on it went as she screamed his name and closed the silken fist of her vagina around his throbbing member as though she couldn’t stand the thought of letting it go. Thrashing about on top of him, head thrown back, eyes closed, she milked his cock with an urgency that defied logic. He stayed with her, giving her more of what they both wanted until he had nothing left to offer.
Jared pulled her head toward him when it was all over and kissed her long and deep.
“I love you, babe,” he said, dissatisfied because the three little words didn’t come close to explaining the radiance, the glowing happiness, the sense of complete and absolute fulfillment that radiated from his heart and soul.
Chapter Eleven
Boneless and totally satiated, Caitlyn and Jared fell asleep in one another’s arms. Or rather Jared fell asleep and Caitlyn watched him for a long time. As pillows went, Jared’s muscled torso was hard to beat. The warmth of his strong arm holding her against him, the sound of his even breathing as sleep claimed him and the sexual healing began, made her feel safe and protected. She was in absolutely no doubt that the decision she’d made had been the right one.
She eventually closed her eyes and drifted into an exhausted sleep. She wasn’t sure how long she remained that way before a pounding on the door woke them both.
“Caitlyn, are you okay? Have you seen Jared?”
Jared sat up and blinked. “Whoops,” he said, grinning. “We’d better let him in before he breaks the door down.”
“I threw the key under the bed so you couldn’t escape.”
“Yeah.” His grin widened. “You did, didn’t you?”
“You’d better start looking for it,” she said, giving him a nudge.
“Can’t be done.” He spread his arms wide and winked at her. “You’ve worn me out. I don’t have the energy.”
“Then I’ll—”
“Get the spare key, buddy,” Jared shouted, his arm pulling her back down and keeping her pinned against his side. “We’re locked in.”
Caitlyn giggled like a teenager when they heard Bryce muttering expletives. A short time later a key turned in the lock and Bryce stood in the doorway, backlit by the light in the corridor outside.
“What’s going on? Why are you…” His eyes widened as the penny dropped. “Fuck me!”
“That’s what Jared said earlier,” Caitlyn replied, grinning. “It seemed churlish to refuse.”
Bryce plonked himself heavily down on the edge of the bed. “Rafe said this might be happening. I didn’t believe him.”
“Rafe was behind this?” Jared shared a glance between them. “How come?”
“He said he’d asked Chantal to check Caitlyn out, see how she felt about us.”
“He interfered?”
“He must have realized how much danger Impulse was in and how pig-headed you two can be when you get stupid notions in your heads,” Caitlyn answered sweetly.
“So it would seem.” Jared shook his head
. “I ought to be mad at his controlling ways, but…” He spread his hands and smiled. “Anyway, Caitlyn’s volunteered to be our mate, and as you’ve probably deduced, buddy, I took it upon myself to accept for us both. I didn’t think you’d mind, given that we’d already decided she was the one for us.”
“Hey, you didn’t tell me that.” Caitlyn sat up and placed a hand on her hip. “Why did you let me bare my soul if you’d already made up your mind?”
“Not the only thing you bared, darlin’,” Bryce said, grinning as his sparkling gaze wandered over her nakedness. “How do you feel, buddy?”
“Stronger already,” he replied without hesitation.
Caitlyn looked at him closely and could see he was telling the truth. It wasn’t just the aftereffects of the mind-blowing sex they’d shared that made him glow. His entire attitude seemed stronger, more determined, a dominant alpha male already recovering his virility.
“Aw, don’t look like that, Bryce,” Caitlyn said, blowing him a kiss. “We only started without you because I couldn’t think of any other way to get this stubborn so-and-so to do what we all knew was the right thing.”
Bryce laughed. “That I can believe, but you do realize the pair of you just had sex out of mate-lock.”
“We couldn’t do the ceremony without you, buddy.”
“Well, thanks for at least holding back on that,” Bryce replied with obviously feigned affront. “Glad to know someone thought about me.”
“You were constantly in my thoughts,” Caitlyn said.
Bryce threw off his clothes. “Come on over here, darlin’, and let’s get this ceremony out the way.”