Unwanted Desire

by Aubrey Rose

  She licked her lips, and her eyes narrowed. “It is none of your business.”

  Despite her startled gasp, she didn’t seem entirely surprised when he lunged forward and grabbed her. He drew her toward him then turned and laid her back across the wide bench seat. Their bodies formed an enticing tangle. Her legs arched over his lap while his chest arched over her upper body. He bent her elbows and pinned her forearms to the seat.

  “All I wanted was a simple yes or no. Now I’m going to find out for myself.”

  Chapter Three

  Jizette glared up at Kage in mutinous silence. Let him do his worst. Her body had been aching ever since he rescued her from Lane. She couldn’t deny her desire, so let him use whatever excuse he liked as long as he touched her, kissed her — fucked her? Did she want her first time to be in a truck on the side of the road?

  His gaze drilled into hers as he slipped his hand beneath the drawstring of her shorts. “Your skin is so soft.” His breath wafted across her lips, teasing, promising caresses his mouth failed to deliver. She clasped her thighs together, but the effort was futile. He wedged his fingers between her legs and cupped her mound. “So hot.” His middle finger sank deeper, brushing over her clit on his way to her vaginal opening. “As I thought. You’re still veiled, still very much a virgin.”

  “Very much?” She smiled. “I didn’t realize there were degrees of virginity.”

  He didn’t remove his hand. Instead, his finger returned to her clit. “Surely you’ve gotten yourself off before.”

  It wasn’t a question, so she didn’t bother with false denials. Her body jerked each time his finger flicked the sensitive nub. She caught his wrist, and whispered, “Not… so hard.” Was she actually giving him sexual instructions? And did her request imply consent?

  His touch eased, becoming a light, circular motion that made her wiggle and moan. “Better?”

  “Yes. Oh gods, yes.” She closed her eyes and rocked her hips, lost in the gathering pleasure. It never felt like this when she touched herself. The tension was so much stronger, the heat more intense.

  His mouth covered hers, brushing, caressing, yet not really kissing. She wanted his tongue in her mouth, sliding against hers and curling around hers. Why wouldn’t he kiss her? Parting her lips, she waited for him to accept her invitation.

  “Come for me first,” he directed and his fingers closed on her clit, gently tugging. She arched off the seat, shaking with the force of her orgasm. Powerful spasms pulsed through her body as his gaze moved over her face. “Good girl.” He whispered the praise against her lips then rewarded her with the long-awaited kiss.

  She felt boneless and peaceful, if only for a moment or two. He held her hands motionless while his mouth took possession of hers. She opened for him, wanting him inside her, needing his taste and the rush of passion emanating from him. Her desire had been fulfilled, but his still blazed.

  His free hand pushed up her T-shirt and cupped her breast. He teased her nipples, working one side and then the other, while their kiss went on and on. Finally releasing her mouth, he kissed his way down to her breasts and suckled her pouty nipples.

  “We need to stop,” he murmured, then sucked her back into his mouth.

  “But you’re still…” He bit down hard enough to make her yelp. “You didn’t come yet. Can’t we do something for you?”

  He looked up from her breast, lust glowing in his eyes. “Oh there are all sorts of things we can do, but I don’t think you’re ready for any of them.”

  She wasn’t as ignorant as he presumed. Cats were passionate by nature, and they weren’t always subtle with their desires. “I can touch you like you touched me.” The suggestion made her insides quiver.

  “You want to wrap your fingers around my cock and stroke me until I come?”

  She recognized the challenge in his tone and something dark and sexual stirred deep inside her. “Or I could use my mouth.”

  His fingers pushed into her hair and he brought her face up to his. “Have you ever sucked a cock before? Maybe you wouldn’t be as shocked by some of the variations as I’d presumed.”

  The rebelliousness fizzled as suddenly as it had flared. “I’ve only caught glimpses of others. I’ve never…”

  He smiled and released her, brushing her cheek as he removed his fingers from her hair. “It’s your choice, kitten. I’d enjoy your touch, and I’ll always welcome your mouth. But I can step out of the truck and take care of myself, if you’re not ready for any of this.”

  “No, I want to touch you.” She wanted to take this as far as they could within the confines of the truck. She’d never wanted anything more.

  Her answer clearly pleased him. “Take off your clothes and see if you can kneel on the floor.”

  “I understand the position, but why do I need to be naked?”

  “Because I want to see your amazing body.”

  The simple claim intensified the pressure between her thighs with sudden tension. “I don’t think I can wait.” She held her hand over her pounding heart and pressed her thighs together.

  He kissed her for a long, lingering moment then smiled into her eyes. “Your first time isn’t going to be on the front seat of this truck. We are going to wait.”

  “But I ache. You just made me come. How can I need it again so soon?”

  Concern creased his brow, but his next comment didn’t address her question. “Another reason I want you naked. So I can touch you while you touch me.”

  “How did this happen?” She tried again, pulling the T-shirt off over her head. Then she lifted her hips so he could pull down her shorts. “We shouldn’t be attracted to each other. I know that much about sex, that much about cats and dogs.”

  He clasped her to him with a groan, his hands roaming over her nude body with frantic urgency. “I can’t explain it, love. All I know is I’ve never wanted anyone like this. Never!”

  They kissed and touched, hands roaming, tongues sliding in an eager exchange of sensations and emotions. She opened her mind, needing to understand what he was feeling as much as she needed to memorize each muscular contour of his body. She yanked his shirt up so she could touch his bare chest. He took the shirt off and let her hands wander over his torso and back, before he guided her to the floor of the truck. She folded her legs beneath her and reached for the front of his jeans, ready to see more of his lean body.

  Emboldened by the need so apparent in his gaze, she unbuckled his belt and opened his pants. He caressed her breasts while she worked, not offering her advice or assistance. She wasn’t satisfied with the access afforded by his open fly, so he raised his hips, and she tugged his jeans down past his knees.

  “Much better.” She cupped his sac with one hand and curved her fingers around the base of his cock, trying not to seem impressed. Barbary pride males were the largest of the cats and their human counterparts followed suit, or so she’d been told. She couldn’t imagine that their shape was any more pleasing than Kage’s. His cock was long and thick, amazingly hard, and yet captivatingly soft. She stroked down to the flared tip and brushed her finger over the top. He shivered and a bead of clear liquid formed on the slit. “Does this mean he likes me?” she whispered with a smile.

  “He loves you already.”

  She didn’t let the phrase mean anything. He was extremely aroused, and they were talking about his cock. The faithless organ would love any woman who was about to suck it into her mouth. As if to prove the point to herself, she leaned down and licked the drop off his cockhead. He groaned and arched, trying to drive himself into her mouth.

  Tightening her fingers around his shaft, she worked him with firm, steady strokes. He scooted to the edge of the seat and reached behind her, cupping her ass. His long fingers pushed deep into her crease and found her other opening.

  “Don’t.” She tried to wiggle away, but his other hand clasped her hip, holding her in place while he caressed her anus. “I don’t like that.”

  “Why not?” Hi
s finger stopped advancing, but he didn’t retreat.

  “It just doesn’t feel right to me.”

  “Right compared to what? You’ve never fucked before. Unless… did someone —”

  “No!” She let go of his cock and shoved his hand away from her ass, sitting back on her heels. “Do you want to talk, or do you want me to suck you?”

  He laughed. “I want to talk, and then I want you to suck me.” He took her by the shoulders and pulled her back to her knees. “Who tried to ass fuck you and how far did they get?”

  “Who doesn’t matter,” she insisted.

  “It does if he hurt you, or pressured you unfairly.”

  “I told him I was saving myself for my mate and he tried to convince me we could do… that without compromising my principles. Part of me was intrigued by the naughtiness of it all, but when he put his finger inside me, it made me feel dirty not hot.”

  “Was my finger making you feel dirty or hot?” He punctuated the question with a sexy smile.

  “Both,” she answered honestly. “But can we just explore one pleasure at a time?”

  “Fair enough. I’ll have to content myself with your nipples.” He chuckled deep in his throat. “Such a sacrifice.”

  His cock had lost a bit of its hardness during their conversation, but she closed her lips around the tip and sucked firmly for a few seconds and it reared back to glorious life. Steadying herself against his thighs, she lowered her mouth along his length, taking him deeper and deeper into her mouth. He bumped the back of her throat and she reversed direction, dragging her lips upward just as slowly.

  She loved the way he felt sliding against her tongue and the salty sharp taste she collected each time she passed her tongue across the tip. He allowed her to play while he caressed her breasts, teasing and tugging on her tender nipples. Finally, his hands framed her face, and he showed her the movement he needed, the speed and the depth that pleased him best.

  Jizette had known mouths were used to enhance pleasure, but she’d never guessed how exciting she would find pleasuring her partner. Her body felt ripe and needful, ready for another orgasm. Gods, she was so greedy!

  She carefully rolled his balls, feeling them pull up tight against his body. His hands pushed into her hair and tilted her head back as he moved faster in and out of her mouth. Her lips warmed, friction building against his smooth shaft. He was close. She could sense it, taste it, hear it in the sharpness of his breaths and the hoarse cries escaping from his throat.

  He arched his neck and gasped, slamming against the back of her throat. She tightened her lips and swallowed each time his cock jerked against her tongue. His pleasure surrounded her, the sensations overwhelming. Her body pulsed, teetering on the brink of orgasm without being able to topple into ecstasy.

  Heat spread through her veins, creeping like lava upon the ground, scorching everything in its path. She whimpered, unable to understand the burning. He pulled out of her mouth and bent to kiss her. His tongue moved boldly in her mouth, spreading his taste and stoking the fire ravaging her soul.

  Urgent demand hardened his expression and blazed within his eyes. He dragged her up and onto the seat then laid her back and unceremoniously spread her legs as wide as the truck allowed. The steering wheel dug into her thigh on one side and her other heel rested on top of the seat. The pose was brazen, unashamed, begging for the passion burning in his eyes.

  For a long moment he stared at her flushed pussy with ravenous intent. He traced her slick folds with his index finger, his possessive gaze following the slow up and down movement. Then he draped her legs over his shoulders and covered her cunt with his mouth.

  She came with the first brush of his tongue, but he was far from finished. He traced her slit and circled her clit, sucking her folds in between caresses. Over and around and against, he explored every silken hollow and crevice, always returning to her swollen nub. She came again, the spasms harsh and painful, but the release only added to the ache inside her body.

  “Kage, please!” She bucked against his face, her abdomen clenched with demand. “I need you inside me now!”

  With a feral growl, he raised his head and looked into her eyes. His gaze glowed like golden fire, all traces of human consumed by the wolf. Frantically kicking out of his jeans, he knelt on the seat and bent her knees up and out.

  Open and vulnerable, the position was impossibly submissive. He didn’t just want to fuck her, he wanted to subdue her, claim her, master her. Each term sent a fresh rush of desire thrumming through her body until her ears rang and her skin seemed to vibrate.

  He folded her in half, knees pressed against her shoulders. Still, she forced herself to relax. She wanted this, needed it. Everything within her craved his sexual aggression. Instinctively she knew she’d never be complete without the shattering intensity they would create together.

  His cock found her opening and she held her breath, waiting for the tearing pain, the burning pressure. His chest heaved and his canines extended. Fuck! He was about to morph.

  “Kage, wait! Look at me.” She couldn’t reach his face, so she squeezed his arms. “Pull back the shift. Come back to me.”

  He hesitated for a moment, battling the shift, then drove into her with a savage growl. She cried out, more from surprise than actual pain. A short sting accompanied his entry then all she felt was incredible fullness. Time stood still as he sank deeper and deeper. Her body opened for him and spread around him, stretching to take his thick length.

  She dragged in a ragged breath as he came to rest deep inside her. Somehow, she’d taken his entire length and lived to tell the tale. The melodramatic thought made her smile and allowed her to relax beneath him.

  He tossed his head, eyes tightly closed.

  “It’s all right.” The words slipped automatically from her lips, and she tried to ease her legs into a more comfortable position.

  His fingers dug into her thighs and a menacing growl rumbled in his throat. He slowly raised his lids and Jizette stilled. Glowing from within, his eyes had been consumed by amber fire. He opened his mouth, as if to speak, but the only sound that emerged was a snarl.

  She didn’t move, didn’t dare to breathe. His wolf seethed beneath the surface of the man, clawing and twisting, demanding release. She could sense the conflict and the discipline it took to maintain this much control.

  With a frustrated curse, he separated their bodies and reached for the door handle.

  “Where are you going?” She hadn’t meant to sound so panicked, but she wasn’t sure what was wrong with him, or what she could do to help.

  He kicked open the door and morphed in midair. His wolf-self landed with nimble ease in the gravel beside the truck. He was big in either form. His fur blended brown and auburn, echoing the colors of his human hair. Distinctive white markings surrounded his legs and mouth, and his eyes were the same liquid gold.

  With a violent head butt, he told her to close the door. She scrambled across the seat, happy to dispense with the overhead light as well as shut out the cool evening air.

  What a disaster!

  She found her discarded clothes and quickly redressed. The last thing she needed was to be caught naked if someone stopped to offer assistance. Did people still do that out here? She had no idea what the social norms of the outside world entailed. However, she didn’t think fucking a wolf-shifter on the side of the road was considered appropriate behavior by anyone.

  What had she been thinking? Do me, baby; do me now! That was about it.

  She couldn’t see Kage, so she crawled closer to the window and angled her head. He was pacing beside the truck. Working off his excess energy or… She wasn’t sure why he’d spontaneously morphed. Why had being inside her made him lose control?

  What should she do if he couldn’t change back? Oh, this could be very bad. She didn’t know how to drive much less… much of anything of much use out here.

  Kage, can you hear me? It was a long shot. She didn’t think their bond
had time to solidify before his shift interrupted their joining. But she had to try something.

  Open the door.

  Thank the gods! She opened the passenger door and scrambled out of the way as he jumped onto the seat beside her. Anxiety blasted her empathic receptors and she stifled a moan. She had to be brave, had to help him in any way she could.

  Now close it.

  Was he angry with her, or did his telepathic voice sound gruffer when he was in wolf form? She reached around him and yanked the door shut. He turned his head and sniffed her hair. She paused for a tentative pet.

  How badly did I hurt you? He nuzzled her chest, the unexpected reaction surprisingly poignant.

  She stroked his head, surprised by the softness of his thick fur. “I’m fine.”

  His head came up, and he looked into her eyes. Despite the new shape of his face, his eyes were virtually the same, intelligent, assessing, and hungry. You are not fine. I can smell blood.

  “It’s not unusual, under the circumstances.”

  If my control hadn’t snapped, I wouldn’t have hurt you. It’s my responsibility to tend your wounds.

  She knew what he was thinking. All morphs had healing properties in their saliva and the properties were strongest in animal form. Mothers frequently used the technique to heal their young. Even so, she hesitated.

  If he’d been a cat…

  “There’s no need. I’m fine.”

  Show me.

  He was obviously not going to let the matter drop. His cock had just been buried inside her body. She better get used to the idea of having a canine mate.

  Reclining against the driver’s door, she opened her legs for him. She moved the shorts aside rather than taking them off, but it still gave him access to her pussy. His warm, wet tongue brushed along her inner thigh, a gentle warning of his intent.

  She relaxed her legs and closed her eyes. He started out carefully, almost tentatively, but soon his tongue moved over every fold and pushed deeply into her passage, soothing and healing her. Rather than arousing, his touch was comforting, so she submitted and let him work.