by Brenda Trim
“You’re shaking. I’m sorry if I’ve frightened you,” Killian replied, and his dark eyes held her in place. She knew she should flee from Killian’s club, and him, but she couldn’t move. It was if she needed to be near him.
“It’s not every day that I’m faced by men that turn into animals and could be attacked by a demon if I leave.”
“I would never let anything happen to you. I take the protection of my patrons seriously. The realm’s best warriors are outside right now cleaning up the mess and searching for errant demons,” he explained.
“Must be nice to have all that at your disposal. You must be pretty powerful in your world,” Teagan relayed as he continued to caress her hands. It was comforting and thrilling at the same time, and it took great effort to focus on the conversation and not his stimulating touch.
“I’m part of the Dark Warrior Alliance, and connected to the warriors, but I don’t have as much power as the others you just met. Surely, we can think of better things to talk about than smelly demons,” he confessed, and lust-filled his gaze.
“Oh?” she croaked as her mind wandered down a dark path. One filled with their naked bodies entangled together.
Teagan’s body responded to the raw need she saw in his dark depths, and she clenched against her building desire. She wanted this man from the moment she laid eyes on him, but she had no idea why the urge was so consuming.
“Honestly, I want to continue our conversation, but I desperately need to clean up. Will you come with me to my private room so I can shower? I’ll have drinks and food sent for us. Whatever you’d like. Just don’t go,” he pleaded, and Teagan couldn’t deny she wanted the night to continue, too.
“I’ll stay a little while longer,” she professed, and Killian rose from his seat, keeping his hand locked with hers.
He stopped by the bar and ordered some food and drinks then led her through a closed door. Darkness engulfed them as they walked down a corridor. She swallowed past the lump in her throat as she reconsidered her decision. She’d never done anything so reckless as going to a secluded area with a man that killed demons only minutes before. Had she just willingly sealed her fate? Her feet refused to turn around and leave.
“There are an awful lot of doors down there,” Teagan admitted as they passed a long hallway.
“Supernaturals live a long time, and most of us want to keep our escapades separate from where we live. Our community isn’t that big. It’s best if we keep some distance.”
“Is that what you’re doing with me? Keeping distance?” she snapped then immediately regretted it. Why did she bite off his head like some crazy person?
“Did I upset you?” Killian asked as he opened the door and entered the room.
“No. Sorry about that. I have intimacy issues,” Teagan replied, then cursed her idiocy. If that comment didn’t make him run from the room, she didn’t know what would. “Please pretend you didn’t hear that,” she instantly muttered.
“Hear what?” Killian teased with a wink then closed the door.
Teagan scanned the dimly lit room, noting that the modern décor fit the rest of the club. A black leather sofa sat against one wall. There was a table and two chairs in front of a small kitchenette. There was also a door that she guessed led to the bathroom. The king-sized bed took up most of the space. Not surprisingly, the sheets and comforter were black silk. It was swanky.
“Wow. This is nicer than my apartment.”
Killian chuckled and walked toward the bathroom door. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll be right back,” he said as he disappeared behind the door. She didn’t miss the door remained slightly ajar.
The moment she heard running water Teagan stepped closer. She could barely see Killian through the crack in the door. He was undressing. She knew she shouldn’t watch, but her gaze remained on his perfectly sculpted body. Muscular arms and chest, not to mention, the finest ass she’d ever seen. When he stepped behind the shower curtain, she was tempted to join him. But she didn’t have the guts to be so bold. Why couldn’t she be more like Kari at times like this?
A light rap to the door snagged her attention. Teagan walked over and turned the knob.
“The items Killian requested,” stated a man she recognized as one of the bartenders.
She stepped aside, and the guy carried in the food and drinks, placing them on the small table. “Let me know if you need anything else,” the man offered and excused himself.
Teagan walked over and poured herself another drink. She looked at the assortment of food and noted it was much nicer than any bar food she’d ever eaten. There was shrimp with cocktail sauce, bruschetta, assorted cheeses and crackers, and various desserts. Clearly, supernaturals didn’t play around when it came to food. She was used to wings and fries at her local dive.
She sipped her margarita, and her gaze returned to the enormous bed. She couldn’t help but wonder how many women had come before her. The thought of him entertaining another had her seeing red. What was her deal? She had no right to be jealous. She didn’t even know Killian.
Movement in the corner of her eye brought Teagan out of her musings. Killian stood in the doorway, wearing a pair of sweatpants and nothing else scrubbing his wet hair with a towel. Tossing it into the bathroom, he sauntered toward her, making Teagan lose all rational thought. He was the sexiest man she’d ever seen. The overhead fixture highlighted his bronze skin, and small beads of water trailed down his chest and torso, daring her to lick the damp flesh. She also noticed his injuries had nearly healed. Amazing, she thought as she perused his body appreciatively.
“You hungry?” he murmured as he stopped in front of her, his dark eyes never leaving hers.
Hungry? Yes. For food? Hell no!
“Not really,” she whispered as her gaze landed on his full lips. “You?”
Killian took the glass from her hand and set it aside. “I find that I can’t concentrate on anything but you right now.”
A small gasp left her throat, and Teagan’s lips parted. Killian wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against his hard flesh then lowered his head. He paused a few inches from making contact giving her time to back out. She wondered if she was ready for this.
Yes, she thought. She wanted to throw caution to the wind. The worst that could happen was she would leave this room unsatisfied, which she highly doubted. Plus, there wasn’t one ounce of fear in her heart that Killian would harm her.
Lifting the last few inches, she pressed her mouth to his and took what she wanted. A zap sparked when their flesh touched, reminding her that she wasn’t kissing a human. He was supernatural. A creature from another realm.
Refusing to allow her fear over the unknown to interfere, she shoved those thoughts aside. Uncertain how to take a less aggressive approach, Teagan ran her tongue along the seam of his lips then slipped inside when his parted for her.
Her core tingled, and wetness seeped out as Killian bent her back and took control of the kiss. His lips moved with an urgency that had her nails biting into his back.
“I want you, Killian. I shouldn’t. I don’t know you at all, but I want you naked and fucking me,” she panted as her desire spun out of control. She’d never felt this way before and honestly didn’t know how to control her demanding need.
“Goddess, Dimples. I love your fire,” Killian murmured against her mouth.
His heavy breaths matched her own, and she noticed his eyes were glowing when she looked at him. She liked his nickname for her. Her dimples were the one thing that had helped her social workers find her homes when she’d been a kid, so she’d always thought of them as an asset. He just reinforced what she already knew.
“Your eyes?” she murmured and touched his temple with a finger.
“It happens when I’m aroused,” Killian informed her with a chuckle as he lifted Teagan and carried her to the large bed.
Teagan squealed when he tossed her to the mattress. The silk was soft against her skin, and she ar
ched her back in invitation. “Mmmm. Then you must be remarkably turned on because they’re lighting up the room.”
Killian crawled beside her, and his roaming hands only added to the building tension in her body. She wanted to growl at him when his hands left her body, and he cupped her cheeks.
“I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my very long life,” he admitted, erasing some of her anxiety about being with a man she didn’t know. He’s not even a man. Her mind reminded her.
The thought wasn’t enough to derail her desire for him. Every instinct she had told her that Killian would never do anything to cause her pain. She’d learned to trust her intuition after years of being shuffled from home to home, being abused and neglected by some pretty awful people.
“As crazy as this night has been, I want you just as much. I think it’s time to get naked, Magic Man.”
Killian groaned and sent a prayer of thanks to whoever created this stunning creature. He should be worried about the effect this female had on him, but he was barely able to string two sentences together that didn’t involve sinking balls deep in her tight sheath.
“You captivated me from the moment I laid eyes on you,” he told her as he caressed her jawline.
A deepening of her earthy chocolate scent preceded the desire that flared in her hazel eyes. Goddess, the smell of her arousal filled the room, making him want to shred her clothing. Did it matter if he went slow with her? This was likely the only night he’d have with her, so he decided to put on the brakes. Might as well enjoy it rather than getting caught up in the moment.
“Damn. Are all supernaturals built perfectly? You are sexier than most male models,” she said while she ran her hands over his sculpted chest and shoulders. Electricity sparked everywhere she touched.
Needing to taste her mouth again, Killian pulled her into his arms and took her lips in a kiss that should have lit the room on fire. She was skilled as she tangled her tongue with his, fighting for dominance in the encounter. He refused to think about how she got her experience. Part of him wanted to rip the limbs from any male that touched her, but he easily ignored the irrational thought.
Teagan’s full globes pressed against his chest, making him want to see what treasures she held. They were both panting when he broke and took his mouth from hers. Lifting his head, he looked deep in her eyes. What was it about this female that one simple kiss from her seemed like so much more? Her lips met his, and a stick of dynamite exploded inside his chest, unleashing his primal need. Killian certainly didn’t stop to consider anything else.
His hands had a mind of their own and traveled over her body, memorizing every inch. Her neck was long and perfect for the kisses he left as he made his way down to her shoulder. The second his hands reached the sides of her breasts his knees weakened.
Teagan had no problem taking what she wanted as she lifted her hip and pressed her core to his hard shaft. He groaned into her mouth and grabbed two handfuls of her pert ass. Swallowing her sounds of pleasure, Kill shifted slightly and increased the pressure. Teagan’s hips went wild as she ground her core against his groin.
When her tongue darted out and licked her bottom lip, he thought he’d died and gone to Annwyn. She continued to rub her hot core against his cock, and even through their clothes, he felt her heat envelop him. Without a break in her movements, she tugged her shirt over her head and tossed it aside.
“Holy fuck you’re hot,” he blurted as he looked over her strapless bra. It was sheer and left little to the imagination with its lacy cups. The soft pink matched her skin and enhanced the darker pink nipples that were visible through the cloth.
“Mmmm,” she moaned as she reached behind her back. Killian beat her to it, and her bra was on the floor in the blink of an eye. His head was lowering and sucking one of her hard nipples into his mouth before she blinked.
“Wow. I like supernatural speed. I can’t wait to see what you can do when you’re inside me,” she panted.
“You’ll find out soon enough, but I need to taste you first, Dimples. Chocolate is my favorite candy,” he murmured around her nipple. Her skin was sweet and tart and made his mouth water.
“Chocolate? I didn’t see any chocolate on the tray,” she divulged as she glanced at the food.
“You smell like rich, dark chocolate,” he informed her as he unzipped her skirt. The breath left him as he caught sight of her soft pink thong. It matched her bra and was nothing but strings over her hips. Through the lace, he could see that she kept the hair on her mound trimmed close to the skin. Perfect, he thought to himself.
“No one has ever told me I smell like chocolate…” her voice trailed off as he inserted a finger under the side of her panties and pulled. With one firm tug, they snapped and fell to the ground. She kicked off her heels at the same time, and they joined the growing pile of clothes on the floor.
Teagan rolled over, giving Killian a brief view of her backside before she laid back and lifted one leg. Drawn to her like a fish to bait, he followed her down and hovered over her prone figure.
She arched her back and widened her legs when his fingers teased her slit. She moaned loudly while thrashing her hips. He sucked her nipple into his mouth hard, and she grabbed fistfuls of his hair.
Lifting his head, Killian removed Teagan’s hold on him as he reached for the drawstring at his waist. Her reaction was quicker, and she shoved her hand down his pants in the next breath. He groaned as she traced the tip of his cock with her thumb. “You have to stop before I lose control, Dimples. I’m going to taste you first,” Killian informed her.
Kissing her fingers, he lowered himself to her and pressed his mouth to her lips before moving across her cheek and down her neck. His tongue made its way down to her breasts. Sucking one peak into his mouth, he grabbed and squeezed the other. Her husky voice spurred him on. He ran his finger through her slit and nearly pushed his pants the rest of the way down so he could thrust his shaft into her welcoming body.
“So fucking wet for me,” he murmured and kissed his way down her abdomen.
“You are driving me crazy. Either fuck me or make me cum,” Teagan exclaimed.
“I need you ready for me. I’m bigger than humans,” he informed her as he looked up from between her legs.
“All guys think they’re bigger,” she said before she lost her breath and started keening when he ran his tongue through her slick folds.
His mouth found her throbbing clit, and he sucked, licked and teased her at speed. The sounds she made were more animalistic, making him wonder if she was part shifter. His nose told him she was one hundred percent human and that he was bringing her primal side to the surface. He wanted to beat his chest with pride over the effect he had on her.
Teagan surrounded him. Her thighs around his head, her core thrust against his mouth and her cries in his ears. Wanting her to climax so he could fuck her, he inserted two fingers into her core and twisted them.
He knew he hit the right spot when she screamed his name and bucked beneath him. Going to his knees, he kept his fingers inside her and used his thumb to continue to tease her clit. Her pleasure sparked his arousal even more.
He had his pants off in a flash and was back between her folds. This time his shaft was sliding up and down in her slick fluids. Pleasure like he’d never known raced through his veins at the feel of the alluring female beneath him.
It was the foreign sensation that had him looking between their bodies to watch his shaft. What the fuck? he wondered as pre-cum slicked the head of his cock for the first time in his life.
Sorcerers felt orgasms but didn’t ejaculate until they meet their other half. Their Fated Mate. Lost to the pleasure, cohesive thoughts weren’t registering in Killian’s brain.
All he knew was that nothing could have prepared him for the heavy ache in his balls. The desire that had him in its grips refused to let go. Part of his mind kept thinking that he should run away while the other was eager to die at the hands of the wan
ton vixen.
He pulled his hips back and lined his cock up with her opening.
“Damn, you weren’t kidding about your size. Are you going to fit?” Teagan asked as she eyed his shaft. Killian didn’t give her time to rethink things. The pressure in his balls needed a release, so he thrust into her in one smooth stroke.
She cried out, and Killian forced himself to hold still. “I’m sorry if I hurt you. You’re driving me insane,” he professed as he stared into bewitching eyes, he knew would haunt him for the rest of his days. He was that drawn to Teagan.
Killian had no idea how he had the presence of mind to stop when all he wanted to do was pound her into the sheets, but he refused to cause her any pain.
“It hurt for a second, but it’s okay now,” she moaned and moved her hips. “That feels good. Fuck me, Magic Man. I fear you’ve ruined me for anyone else.”
“Touché, my dear, because I’m certain you’ll be the death of me,” he declared and started thrusting in and out of her welcoming body.
Her sexy laugh was his undoing, and Killian lowered his mouth to hers and claimed her lips in a gentle kiss. Teagan ran her hand up his back and then reached between them.
Killian broke the kiss and pushed her hand away as his hand replaced hers and began teasing her clit. His shaft slowed when her inner muscles clamped down on his cock. It felt so good, his shaft jerked, and he swore as ecstasy washed over him. It was incredible, and he wasn’t climaxing.
Putting more force behind his movements, he slid in and out of her faster. A second later, Teagan’s ankles locked around his ass and her back bowed off the bed. Her second orgasm crashed over her, releasing more fluid. He held still with his cock buried to the hilt in her while her climax sent pleasure burning through his cock.
He couldn’t hold back any longer and slid easily in and out of her while she came down from her orgasm. The sounds of their skin slapping against each other filled the room along with their panting breaths.