Walking to the front door, Kyle shook his head. A cold, crisp wind flowed inside as he opened the door, but it wasn’t the wind causing gooseflesh to rise on her arms. It was the haunted look crossing his handsome face. “There is no civilization when you’re a target, and some will do anything to make you bleed. We start now.”
Kyle had pushed her until hunger screamed through her mind. He’d not let her shift back and grab food from the cabin. In wolf form, she’d hunted until she managed to catch prey and eaten her fill.
Then he’d taken her inside and taught her to fight without using weapons like her switchblade, breaking a man’s neck with a rabbit punch, escaping a chokehold and bringing a man down with a single powerful kick.
Most of all, he taught her to use her scent ability to detect danger.
“This is what you need, little pint,” Kyle told her, tapping her nose. “Just as males can scent your approaching heat, you can scent them when they’re filled with testosterone. Like I told Jessie, it’s best to avoid trouble instead of having to scramble out of it.”
By late afternoon when she finally stepped into the shower, she was tired, but exhilarated. For the first time in her life, she felt confident enough to defend herself without shape shifting.
When Arianna emerged from the bathroom wearing a soft terrycloth robe, her long hair damp, she wanted a nap. Just one problem. Kyle already occupied the bed.
Barefoot, wearing jeans and a checked flannel shirt, he looked intent and hungry.
Arianna jammed her hands into the robe’s pockets. “Why are you here?”
“Our bargain.” His voice went husky. “We find the children and return them to their parents. And then I can do whatever I wish to you.”
Uh-oh. She’d forgotten.
Kyle crooked a finger at her. She approached, feeling like a rabbit caught in a snare. And this wolf was very, very hungry.
Standing before him, she tried to tamp down her nervousness. Kyle clasped her hand and gazed into her eyes.
“You’re strong, Ari. And today you became stronger. You know how to defend yourself in Skin form, and I taught you how to control your wolf when you feel threatened. Now I’m going to teach you all about being female.”
Arianna tried for humor to ease her tension. “You mean we’re going to paint our toenails sparkly pink and gossip about how bad the dating scene is?”
But he did not smile, only studied her with a solemn intensity. “No more fear, Ari. I want you surrendering to your sensual nature. You’re Lupine, and our Lupine nature craves sex, needs it, hungers for it as much as we hunger for food.”
A tingle shot from her hairline to her own, unpainted toenails.
He leaned closer, the sharp scent of cold snow and spices wrapping around her like restraints. She could no more flee than she could stop the pounding of her heart, the gush of arousal seeping from her clenched vagina. Clasping her chin, he stroked a thumb over her cheek, the touch soothing and yet threaded with erotic promise.
“I want you hungry, primitive, wild. The need so great, so burning, it consumes every thought until you want to scream. Only then will I give you release. And then I’m going to push you hard once more, until you’re sweating and begging me to stop and let you come.”
Arianna went still, her breathing sharp and ragged. “Then what?”
Kyle gave a slow smile, his eyes so very green, like lasers. “Then I’m going to start all over again.”
CHAPTER 15
The time had come. She knew she couldn’t hold him off forever. She’d made a promise and now he demanded payment. But although he had a hot, hungry look about him, Arianna suspected the payment would be doubled in pleasure.
She only hoped she could hold off the damnable fear long enough to finally lose her virginity.
Kyle went to the rocking chair by the window and patted the back. “Sit, Ari. Leave the robe on.”
A shiver slid down her spine as she sat. He knelt before her, his touch gentle as he took her hand.
“I won’t do anything to shame or hurt you. I only want you to feel pleasure. I need to make you mine. But more than that, I need you to feel safe with me. Okay?”
He slid a thumb along her wrist, feeling her pounding pulse. She managed to nod.
A brief smile touched his mouth. “Unfasten your robe and open it.”
She did as he requested. Feeling shy, she clamped her legs shut, wishing for the cover of darkness.
“Spread your legs, Ari,” he said in a husky voice.
This was much more intimate then doing this on a sofa in the relative dark. Arianna felt a dull flush coat her body as she opened her thighs. She was spread wide before him, her genitals glistening and exposed to his hot gaze.
Kyle gently touched her outer folds, then parted them with his fingers. She felt him probe her vagina with one finger, then two, stretching her painfully as she squirmed.
“You’re very tight. I’ll have to be extra careful with my sweet Ari.”
Withdrawing his fingers, he brought the glistening digits to his mouth and sucked on them, his gaze holding hers hostage. It was intensely erotic as she watched him lick the evidence of her arousal.
“So sweet,” he murmured. “I have so many plans for you, Ari. But first...”
He stood, and she saw the prominent bulge in his jeans. Arianna gripped the rocker’s hand rests. Soon he’d put that big bulge inside her. Anticipation mingled with slight fear as he left the bedroom. She wanted him, wanted his hot hardness thrusting deep into her body.
She wanted to run into the bathroom, lock the door and curl up in a ball.
Kyle returned holding a beer bottle, the same one he’d taken a swig from back in the woods. He shook it. “The peppermint. It helps me maintain control, but when I place it on your skin...”
A knowing smile touched his mouth as he opened the bottle. Kyle knelt before her, placed a dark droplet on his finger and placed the bottle on the nightstand. Very gently, he touched her clit with his oiled finger.
The ensuing electric sensation felt like a dozen bolts of pleasure. Arianna shrieked and pressed back against the rocker. Her nipples instantly hardened and moisture gushed from her vagina.
“Oh gods, it’s too much,” she gasped.
“You can take it,” he soothed. “Let me take care of you. I’m going to take very good care of my Ari. I can’t wait to have the taste of you beneath my tongue.”
Gradually the intense, pleasant burn settled down into throbbing need. When he touched her clit again, she did not recoil, but pushed her hips upward. Kyle braced his hands on her spread thighs and lowered his head. The delicious scrape of his tongue flicked along her feminine flesh, stroked through her soaked cleft.
Arianna melted beneath his gentle assaults. She began to rock with the motions, bringing his mouth into contact with her wet, quivering flesh. Kyle’s hands dug into her buttocks to pull her forward as he savored her like a rare meal.
Every flick of his skilled tongue against her clit was a stroke of erotic flame. She whimpered, climax shimmering just out of reach. It was going to be intense, eye popping, star bursting...
Then he encased the little bud with his mouth and suckled.
And very gently, closed his teeth.
Orgasm burst in her loins like white light. Screaming, she gripped the armrests, her hips surging wildly. Kyle stayed with her through it, his tongue gently lapping until she slumped bonelessly in the chair.
“Wow,” she whispered.
Kyle sat back, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Masculine satisfaction filled his gaze.
Slowly, he ran his tongue over his lips. “You taste just as I’d imagined. Sweet peaches and honey with a bite of peppermint sliding slowly down my throat. Delicious.”
Sudden, sharp sensual awareness tightened her body. Still gulping down breaths, she sat up, staring at his hard male body. “And what about you? How do you taste?”
Amber flashed in his eyes. “Try me.”
/> Still too shy, she hesitated. “Do I really turn you on? Even though I’m not one of your thin Skin girls?”
Kyle shook his head. “They’re nothing to me, Ari. Nothing like you, with your womanly curves and your sharp, tangy personality. They’re water when a male needs anything to quench his thirst. You’re the burn of whiskey sliding down your throat. They’re bread to ease hunger. You’re the bite of pleasure from sucking on sweet oranges.”
He reached for the hem of his shirt. Muscles flexed beneath smooth, tanned skin as he tugged it over his head. With one hand, he chucked it to the floor. Her fascinated gaze shot to the rippling muscles on his flat abdomen, the dusky triangle of hair stretching from one small brown nipple to another. Kyle unbuckled his jeans and slid them down his lean hips and stepped out of them.
From a thatch of dark hair, his penis stood erect and ready. It was as thick around as her wrist and jutted upward. She felt awkward and inexperienced, but eager.
Letting her Lupine nature guide her, she slid to her knees and stroked a forefinger along the ridges of veins lining his shaft. Velvet over steel.
Groaning, he threw his head back. She stared in awed shock as his penis suddenly thickened and lengthened. The head was wider than a Lupine penis. Along the ridge, near the base, was a small knobby protrusion.
Arianna felt bashful, but curious. “What’s that?”
He glanced down to where she pointed. “Something special, courtesy of my hybrid blood. It stimulates the G-Spot inside a female’s vagina, intensifying her pleasure so she will climax. Orgasm can cause a female to both ovulate and to conceive. Everything the male does to a female is to ensure pleasure, leading to conception.”
His mouth twisted. “It’s in our nature to become sexually aggressive during the full moon, when traditionally females have come into heat. The urge to breed can be overwhelming and overtake everything else. Even logic.”
Kyle sucked down a deep breath and handed her the bottle.
“Place a few drops on it, or I can’t take it slow. And I want, very much, to take it slow with you,” he told her.
The bottle had a stopper that allowed only a single drop. She shook it, spilling exactly five droplets on his penis and set the bottle on the nightstand.
His erection slightly deflated and Kyle shook his head. “You need to spread it.”
With her fingers, perhaps. But a surge of sexual excitement nudged her otherwise.
Kneeling, she gripped his shaft and licked the base, running her tongue along the underside, swirling it around the broad head.
Her tongue flicked the oil over his skin. Kyle tunneled his fingers through her damp hair and threw his head back. Although his shaft became half erect, he began thrusting his hips upward toward her mouth.
She reached up and slid her hands over the slope of his taut buttocks, imagining them flexing and bending as he thrust deep inside her body. Hot damn, this peppermint oil was turning her mindless, combined with her approaching heat. She felt edgy and open and wanting all over again.
Kyle drew back, his penis bobbing heavily. He bent down and kissed the top of her head. “Enough for now.”
“More,” she said, hardly recognizing the sultry purr in her voice.
“Darling, if you have any more, I’m gonna explode in your mouth.” He pulled her upward and stared into her eyes. “And that’s for later. Not your first time. Tonight’s about you. Not me.”
Kyle tore back the sheets, then swung her up into his arms. He gently deposited her on the bed and joined her, brushing a strand of long hair away from her face. Tenderness shone in his eyes. “I want to make you mine, Ari. And give you a pleasure you’ve never known before.”
As he kissed her, he palmed her mound, then slid his fingers through her thatch to her slick cleft. Very slowly, he began to pleasure her once more, his fingers working magick between her legs. He slid a finger into her tight, wet channel, and then out again, his thumb teasing her clit in time with the strokes.
Dragging his tongue over her neck, he delivered tiny, biting kisses that increased the fire between her legs.
Kyle whispered into her ear, “Come for me, darling. Come on, Ari. Come for me.”
At his husky command, the tension drawing her body tight as piano wire cranked up. The fire between her legs exploded into an inferno as she clutched his broad shoulders and screamed out his name.
Shuddering, her body glistening with sweat, she curled up beside him as he stroked her hair and kissed her temple. The gasps of her ragged breathing filled the air as she rubbed her sensitive breasts against his curly chest hairs.
Two earth-shattering orgasms, yet the Lupine inside her howled for more. Howled to be filled with his hardness.
Arianna pressed her mouth against his warm, hard chest as her hand slid down and gripped his shaft. Despite the peppermint oil, he was hard and ready.
She squeezed. Kyle pulled away, his eyes flashing amber, a growl rumbling in his throat. Forget the peppermint. He was a hot, hard male, ready to take her. The animal inside him leashed for now.
Obeying an ancient Lupine instinct, she sprawled naked on the bed, her legs spread open. Kyle’s nostrils flared as he scented her arousal and his dick hardened and lengthened. Sounds of his ragged breathing filled the room as he climbed on top of her, his thick penis pressing at her soaked entrance.
She wanted this so badly. But the wildness in his eyes, the nearly cruel lust etched on his handsome face renewed old fears. Arianna shrank back against the mattress and closed her legs.
Kyle muttered a low curse and rolled off her.
She felt ashamed. Making love with this Lupine would fulfill every fantasy. But she couldn’t do it. How could she simply lie there, helpless, and let him take her? What the hell was wrong with her?
Was she always destined to be like this?
Tears sprang to her eyes, and she shook her head in abject misery as she tried to turn away.
Kyle ran a finger down her cheek, wiping away a stray droplet. “Don’t cry, sweetheart. We’ll find a way.”
“But how?” she choked out.
Kyle sat up against the mountain of pillows. “We’ll take this at your pace. You’re in charge.”
He patted a muscular, hairy thigh. “Climb on me.”
Muscles rippling beneath tanned skin, his thighs strong and sinewy, he was lean and powerful. If he truly wanted, he could roll her beneath him and do as he pleased. But everything he’d done so far was to ensure her pleasure.
She could do this, Arianna assured herself.
Straddling him, she kissed him, enjoying the sweetness of his mouth, the lazy strokes of his tongue tangling with hers. Arianna rubbed her mound against his thick erection, sliding it between her cleft, the dew of her arousal slicking it.
She felt a fierce ache to be filled by him. Raising herself up, she heard his breathing grow ragged. Arianna took his shaft in hand, guiding it to her soaked cleft. But as she tried to lower herself, the sudden pressure grew into pain.
“Help me,” she begged him. “I can’t do this.”
“Slow, we’ll take it slow. Hold onto my shoulders, tight as you can.”
Kyle took his cock in hand and held it upright. With his other hand, he began pleasuring her clit. Arianna sank slowly down, feeling the round tip enter her. She bit her lip, awash in the sharp pleasure of his stroking fingers, and the growing pressure turning to stinging pain.
“It hurts,” she whimpered.
“I know, sweetheart, I know. Hold onto me, Ari.”
But she couldn’t move. Kyle kissed her deeply, teasing her tongue with his. Closing her eyes, she leaned into him. He pressed the pad of his thumb against her soft, swollen clit and began to rub. Pleasure began colliding against the burning pain. Arianna tilted her hips up and slid a little further down. Aided by the slick moisture he coaxed from her body, she pushed down harder. Each stroke made her feel open, wet and aching to have his cock fill her.
But fear kept shoving aside the e
rotic pleasure. Despite wanting to take control, and be in charge of lovemaking, she could not make herself move.
Opening her eyes, she saw his fierce gaze. “I can’t do this.”
Hands on her hips, he easily lifted her, and slowly drew her down. But when he met with the tight resistance inside her, he stopped.
Arianna reached deep inside her, drawing on her wolf’s instinct. Her wolf whined with frustration, pawing at her to submit. Let him do as he pleased.
Her body tingled with impatience and Arianna suddenly knew what to do. She climbed off him and went on all fours, presenting him with her backside.
“Ari...” His voice was rough and deep.
“Do it, Kyle. Take me like this, like a wolf. My wolf feels safe and comfortable with you, and it’s the only way. Please. Make me yours.”
When he made no move toward her, she wriggled her butt. “Fuck me like the animal I can be.”
A low growl rumbled deep in his throat. He skimmed a palm over her bottom, making her shiver. Kyle dragged his tongue over one round cheek. Then she felt him mount her from behind, his thick penis prodding her wet flesh. Looking into the mirror, she saw herself flushed, her eyes huge in her face, blond hair curtaining her flushed face.
Kyle gripped her hips and met her gaze in the mirror. “Look at me, Ari,” he commanded. “Look at me as I make you mine.”
She felt the thickness of his penis push slightly inside, the pressure increasing. Then he tightened his hold and gave a sudden, hard thrust past her barrier. She cried out as burning pain flared, along with an odd feeling of thickness.
“Ari, my Ari,” he murmured. “Look at us. Completely joined together. We are one now.”
His thick shaft inside her felt like a hot iron bar. And then he eased out slightly, and moved back, penetrating her deep inside. She felt the knobby protrusion on his penis rub against the most sensitive part of her vagina and gasped.
“Can’t do it like this. Will lose control,” he grated out.
Kyle pulled all the way out. Warmth trickled down her thigh, and she knew it was her virginal blood.
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