Therian Promise

by Cyndi Friberg

  He was about to offer her an out when she pushed to her feet and smiled. “I can’t guarantee I’ll never bombard you with questions again, but I accept you. I accept that the Creator has a plan for my life and you are an essential part of it.”

  He stood too, wrapping his hand around the back of her neck as he bent to kiss her. “I’ll spend the rest of my life making sure you don’t regret that decision.”

  Their lips met, pressing and sliding as they enjoyed the simple intimacy of sharing each other’s breath. Then he parted her lips with the tip of his tongue and explored the underside of her lips. They’d felt so soft against his cock. Just the thought of it sent blood rushing to his groin.

  Her tongue curled around his, drawing him deeper into his mouth. His taste lingered on her tongue and his cat stretched and growled, ready to imprint her body with his mark. She clutched his shoulders and rubbed her soft breasts against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and eased his knee between her legs.

  A vivid image formed within his mind, provided by his restless cat. He had her pressed against the wall with her legs wrapped around his waist as he drove into her with fast, deep strokes. She moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders and he realized she’d seen the image too.

  He tore his mouth from hers and picked her up. “My cat might be ready to take you, but I promised you payback. Remember?”

  “I think your cat’s got it right.” She was panting softly, her breasts quivering with each ragged breath. “Payback can wait for another day.”

  “Don’t think so.” He placed her on the bed then knelt on the floor and pulled her hips toward the edge of the mattress. She only resisted a little when he parted her thighs and draped one of her legs over his shoulder. Her scent sank deeper into his consciousness with each indrawn breath. “You smell so damn good.”

  She canted her hips, silently offering her creamy slit. He bent lower and traced her seam with the tip of her tongue. Her folds parted for him and he circled the entrance to her body. “Is this where you want me?” He pushed his tongue right into her core and she arched off the bed with a muffled cry. “Or would you rather have my mouth here?” He closed his lips around her swollen clit and gently sucked.

  “Yes! Oh Kyle, please.”

  He chuckled against her damp flesh. “Yes to which one?”

  “Either. Or both. Just don’t stop until I come.”

  Even after the powerful release she’d given him, his need had returned with a vengeance. He licked her from front to back then returned to her sensitive clit. She pushed up against his mouth, rocking her hips as she whispered his name.

  He pushed two fingers into her core and flicked his tongue against her nub. Her inner muscles tightened around his fingers as he slid his hand in and out. Her cream was intoxicating. He wanted to drink her down and feel her spasm against his lips.

  Desire thrummed across their link, making his body pulse in time with hers. He withdrew his fingers and shifted both her legs over his shoulders. Then he raised her to his mouth and fucked her with his tongue. She cried out, shaking as an orgasm claimed her. He stayed inside her as her inner muscles rippled and her cream flowed into his mouth.

  She started to relax and he lowered her hips to the bed as he raised his head from between her thighs. “Now we can indulge my cat,” he said with a grin. “This is your night to call the shots. How do you want me?”

  A fresh wave of desire sparked within her eyes and she let her gaze wander over his body. “On your back. I want to ride you again.”

  “Fair enough.” He climbed onto the bed and spread out on his back. She’d offered him her acceptance. The least he could do was allow her one night of control. Rather than reach for her as he wanted to, he folded his arms and tucked his hands beneath his head.

  She crawled toward him, eyes glowing with desire and a triumphant smile parting her lips. “It’s just killing you, isn’t it?” She swung one of her legs over and settled astride his hips.

  “If this is what you need, I’ll deal with it.”

  Her smile softened as she reached down and guided his aching cock to the center of her body. “Just tonight,” she whispered as she slowly sank onto his length. She dropped her head back and moaned. “That feels so good.”

  His fists clenched then he interlaced his fingers, anything to keep from grasping her hips and going wild. She felt hot and firm around his shaft as she paused to savor the fullness. Then she rocked forward and dragged her body up with the same torturous slowness.

  “Come on, sunshine. You’re killing me.”

  She braced her hands against his shoulders and slid up and down with the rolling motion of her hips. “Better?”

  “Faster.”

  She moved faster, but the new pace made her breasts sway and bounce. “Let me move.” He ground out the words, unable to ignore the demands of his nature any longer.

  “Okay.” She pressed her mouth over his and surrendered control.

  He rolled, sweeping her beneath him as he pinned her arms to the bed. She drew her legs up against his sides as he shifted to his knees. Then he released her arms and lifted her hips to better accommodate his first deep thrust. She kept her arms raised and stared into his eyes as he began to move.

  Her core clung to him, caressing his entire length as he shuttled in and out. The longing in her gaze warmed and excited him, mocking his determination to make it last. It always felt so perfect when he was inside her. He wanted it to last forever, but the perfection of their joining was generally what pushed him over the edge.

  She ran her hands down his sides then cupped his flexing ass, pulling him closer, taking him deeper. Her inner muscles tightened, assuring him that she was as close as he was.

  “Now, Kyle. Now!”

  He rode her hard, head thrown back as sensations bombarded his body. Her pleasure poured across their link, compounding the pressure ravaging his composure. He jerked her hips up off the mattress and spilled deep inside her. His pleasure shot across their link and triggered her orgasm. Each of her gasps and rhythmic spasms in turn heightened his enjoyment and prolonged his release.

  They clung to each other, fighting for breath as the bliss slowly receded. “You’re right,” she whispered against his throat.

  “About what?” He pulled back far enough so he could see her face.

  “It’s better when you control the ending.”

  He rolled to his side, taking her with him. Then he pulled one of her legs up to circle his waist. “Therian males are dominant by nature. It wouldn’t be honest if I pretended otherwise.”

  “Well, thank you for indulging me tonight.”

  “My pleasure.” He kissed her with the patient tenderness he knew she craved. “Any other desires you need to get out of your system before tomorrow?”

  Mischief erupted deep in her eyes. “Tomorrow I need to be as in touch with my Therian self as possible. Maybe we should let your cat control what we do next.”

  Kyle’s cat surged toward the surface with such violence it was all he could do to fight back the shift. His recent orgasm might have satisfied the man, but the cat was still restless and ready to prowl. “That’s a dangerous offer to make if you don’t mean it.”

  Ava had never meant anything more. Kyle continually held back, suppressed his primitive nature and struggled with his cat. He didn’t want to hurt her or frighten her. But until she was able to shift, they had to compromise. He’d allowed her control tonight, had demonstrated his devotion with restraint and tenderness. Now she wanted to give him something in return.

  Wiggling out of his embrace, she groaned as their bodies separated. She felt so empty without his cock deep inside her. How had she ever lived without the reassurance of their passionate joining? It seemed almost impossible now.

  She moved to the middle of the bed and folded her legs beneath her, angling her body so he could see her rounded behind.

  “This is how he likes it, isn’t it?” She leaned forward and reste
d her forearms against the bed then lowered her head. She couldn’t see him now, but lust surged across their link, assuring her that he appreciated the brazen display.

  For a long, anxious moment he didn’t move and all she could hear was the steady beating of her own heart. Then the bed dipped as he moved in close behind her.

  “You sure?” The hushed urgency in his tone made her smile.

  “Oh yes.”

  Rather than slam into her as she’d expected, he eased his hand between her thighs and traced her slit. She was slick with their combined pleasure. The creamy liquid had even lubricated her inner thighs.

  “You’re so wet.” He caressed her, teasing her folds without pushing inside.

  “In me,” she whispered, not sure why he hesitated.

  “Like this?” He pushed his long middle finger into her center, sliding slowly in and out.

  “No.”

  “No?” He withdrew his finger and brushed his thumb across her other opening. “Like this?”

  His thumb pressed against the stubborn little pucker and she gasped then twisted away. “Not like that!”

  He laughed. “Are you sure? My cat would love to introduce you to some of the more exotic pleasures.”

  “I just meant…”

  His hands steadied her hips and he pushed his cock between her thighs. “I know what you mean and I know what you want.” Reaching beneath her, he found one of her nipples and firmly squeezed. Pleasure-pain sliced through her chest and sent a fresh rush of desire deep into her groin. “I thought this was about what I want.”

  He was right. She was doing this for him. Even though her body was already humming with anticipation, she wanted to give him anything he desired. “If that’s what you need, I’ll try it. At least once.” The dark temptation hovered in the distance, forbidden yet intriguing. She trusted him with her pleasure, trusted him with her life. He would never do anything to intentionally harm her.

  “I’ll take you up on that offer, but not tonight. I’m too wound up to make it good for you.” He pulled her up and pressed against her back while his shaft slid between her folds.

  She wiggled and rocked, trying to bring him into better alignment with her aching body. He refused to cooperate. He squeezed one breast, his fingers splayed against the soft mound while he teased the other nipple. The firm, rolling motion of his fingers drove her pleasure to the very brink of pain before easing and letting blood return to the pebble-hard tip.

  Then his fingers tangled in her hair and he pulled her head back, turning her face sharply to the side. He brushed his mouth over hers, making her crave the deep, tongue-tangling kiss he refused to deliver. She arched and wiggled and finally twisted around far enough to hold his head still so she could take what she wanted.

  Her mouth meshed with his and her tongue pushed boldly past his lips. His fingers tightened in her hair and a feral growl vibrated his throat. They’d barely begun and already he was wild and demanding—and she kept up with him kiss for kiss.

  Pressure built between her thighs, her inner muscles clenching in on themselves. She whimpered into his mouth, unable to plead with their tongues curling around each other but unwilling to lose the sweet intimacy of their kisses.

  Touch yourself. He went right on kissing her, but his thought was clear in her mind. Let me feel your release and maybe I’ll give you want you want.

  Was he serious? She could feel the considerable thickness of his erection between her thighs and he wanted her to masturbate?

  He pinched one of her nipples hard enough to make her cry out. “Decide.” He whispered the word against her kiss-dampened lips. “Touch yourself or I’ll go take a shower.”

  And then she understood. This wasn’t about patience or prolonging pleasure, it was about control. He needed her to obey, to willingly surrender to his will.

  Slowly easing her hand between her legs, she moaned as her fingers were surrounded by heat and softness. Her folds were slick and warm as they curved around the head of his cock.

  “That’s right. Feel what I do to you. What we do to each other.” His voice was deep and caressing and his arms encircled and supported her trembling body.

  She rested her head against his chest as she found the strength to explore. She’d never been uninhibited before she met Kyle. He made her feel sexy and confident. She caressed him softly then rubbed her folds over him, stimulating herself in the process.

  He shifted his hips, positioning his cock at the entrance to her body. “I’m not going to wait all night.” His arm wrapped around her waist, yet he didn’t thrust into her. He was waiting for her to accommodate his needs as he’d accommodated hers.

  Hesitantly, she circled her clit with her middle finger. Sensations spiraled through her abdomen, but mostly she just felt tension. Her thighs quivered and she rubbed a little harder, over, around and across. “I need you inside me.” She blew out a shaky breath. “I don’t think I can come like this.”

  “That’d be a shame because you’re not getting this until you do.” He pushed a bit deeper then withdrew.

  She let out an exasperated cry then focused on pleasuring herself. She always used a vibrator because it took forever to rub herself off. But she wasn’t alone right now. Kyle held her, poised ready to take her, and his scent was still heavy in the air.

  He squeezed one nipple and then the other, and her inner muscles tightened.

  “I’m trying,” she whispered. “Don’t leave me, please.”

  “Never.” His mouth opened against the side of her neck. His teeth scraped then he sucked hard enough to draw blood to the surface.

  His hand covered hers and she whimpered. She was still technically touching herself, but he controlled the motion and speed of each caress. Her body came alive, tingling and pulsing. She rotated her hips, unable to keep still.

  The pleasure crested suddenly, dragging a cry from her throat. Her core rippled with long, deep spasms as Ava shook in his arms.

  Before the last pulse faded, he urged her forward and she lowered her forearms to the bed. His hands swept along her sides until he grasped her hips. Then he thrust his cock deep into her center and moved one of his hands to the back of her neck. The sudden fullness kept the spasms coming. She cried out, clawing at the bedding as he began to move.

  He pounded into her relentlessly, the momentum reverberating through her entire body. She came in a violent burst of sensation and the bedding muffled her screams. He released her neck and moved both hands to her shoulders, holding her in place to maximize the depth of each penetration.

  So deep, so demanding. She felt as if each individual thrust was an attempt to claim her body and soul. She moved her knees farther apart and pressed up into each stroke. She wasn’t afraid of his aggression. In fact, knowing how wild she made him felt liberating and empowering.

  He moved his hands to her waist as his hips maintained the steady rhythm. Then he opened his mouth against her shoulder and held her firmly with his teeth. It wasn’t a bite, exactly, but the savagery of the act, combined with the shockingly intense sensation catapulted her to an even higher peak. She bucked and trembled as wave upon wave of dizzying pleasure crashed over her.

  Their link dilated and his cat growled in her mind. He ground his groin against her ass as his seed burst deep inside her. She collapsed on the bed and he followed her down, pulse after pulse of sensation flowing across their connection, leaving them breathless and weak.

  He used the last of his strength to roll off her then gather her against his side. “Did I hurt you?”

  “No.” She smiled, the expression downright dreamy. “Does your cat forgive me for continually shoving him into the background?”

  “You’re still latent, love. Someday it will be different, but for now we are both content.” As if to prove his point, Kyle’s cougar began to purr.

  * * * * *

  The following morning Kyle shifted restlessly on the passenger seat as Quinn’s truck bumped and jerked its way along the b
arely discernable trail. In many places the path was overgrown or obscured by landslides and upended trees. Quinn used the GPS to navigate around the obstacles and followed the contour of the land.

  “This should go a little faster now that we know where we’re going,” Kyle said to no one in particular.

  Carissa and Ava were strapped securely to the backseat, each looking a bit unnerved. The blood ritual might have given Carissa access to her Therian abilities, but she had no more experience in battle than Ava did.

  Therians expected their Omni Primes to be competent and brave in the face of danger. This mission should be contained and controlled. It was a good opportunity for the sisters to prove themselves to supporters and doubters alike.

  Following close behind in a rugged SUV, Payne, Ian and Erin were likely more composed. Potentially violent conflicts were nothing new for any of them. Erin’s role would be indirect. She had been included as a precaution in case anyone was badly injured during the confrontation. If the plan was executed without a hitch—which was a damn big if—no one would fire a shot and not a drop of blood would be shed. They would attack fast and stealthily, overtaking the complex in a matter of minutes.

  “Hold up,” Payne’s voice came over the two-way radio. Kyle adjusted the volume and reseated the tiny transceiver in his ear canal. “Ian’s going to fly ahead and make sure the situation hasn’t changed.”

  “Copy that,” Quinn replied then found a relatively safe place to stop.

  Ian climbed out of the passenger side of Payne’s SUV and took off his shirt. After tucking his earpiece into the pocket of his jeans, he spread his wings and leapt into the air.

  “Why’d he take off his radio?” Ava asked after Ian disappeared above the trees.

  “Didn’t want the wind to blow it off,” Carissa guessed. “I flew with him once and it’s really windy up there.”

  “You flew with Ian?” There was a little too much envy in Ava’s voice for Kyle’s comfort. He had no doubts about Ava’s loyalty, but her fascination with the raptor was still annoying. “When? Why?”