The New Breed

by Jaden Sinclair

  Kane felt the tick in his cheek quicken. Never had one person gotten under his skin the way Jada was managing to do right now. He wanted to beat her and fuck her so hard his cock was straining against his zipper painfully. Something he was starting to hope she would notice. He pushed off the wall and walked around her again.

  Kane was beginning to think that if she did notice the affects he was starting to have being in the same room with her then maybe she would curb that tongue of hers. Ah, her tongue, he thought. What would it feel like licking the head of his cock as he pushed the thick length into her heated mouth? A mouth on his cock was something Kane knew he wanted to experience, ever since he saw it in the book.

  He tried to suppress the groan that reached his lips before she heard, but failed. Jada looked at him with an amused expression on her face.

  “Ah, what’s wrong, Kane?” she cooed at him. “Am I starting to get to you?”

  Kane suddenly felt as if he’d had enough. “The only thing I’m starting to notice, or what’s getting to me, as you put it, is that scent.”

  He stopped walking and stood behind her. Even with her standing on the chair, she was still short. Kane grinned at the fact that she barely reached his chin. He enjoyed that he still had to look down at her.

  “And what scent is that, you freak?” she asked him in an annoying voice. “That’s all you talk about.”

  He strongly gripped her hips, and though she attempted to kick out at him, he firmly held her in place. He bent slightly so his breath touched her ear as his lips moved close, keeping his mouth inches from touching her. He answered her with a purr to his voice, “Your scent. A scent that is so pure it calls to my blood.” Both hands moved around her hips to the front of her jeans. Kane smiled at the sudden increase in her breathing and at the smell of her fear mixed with the first stages of arousal. He knew deep down in his soul that this would happen if he touched her. That if he let the control he kept so tightly closed loose then he would have this one woman under him for hours, maybe days. “I can smell it,” he told her in a husky voice that seemed to only deepen. “I can smell the sudden dampness that I have caused by just standing this close and touching you the way I am now.”

  “This isn’t funny, Kane,” Jada breathed out, yanking on her arms.

  “Let me go right this second.”

  “Why?” His fingers found the snap and zipper of her jeans as he pressed his body closer to her backside. He pulled while he nudged her back to feel the hardness that was between his legs. In a slow, agonizing motion, he pulled the zipper all the way, opening her jeans as wide as they would go.

  “Kane!” she cried out. “What the hell are you doing?”

  “What does it look like I’m doing?” His hands slid inside her jeans to her hips where he pushed them down over her legs. He smiled at the French cut pink lace panties hugging her slim hips. With forced determination he removed her socks and shoes as well and gave her jeans a hard yank until he had them off, tossing them to the side, chuckling the entire time. He actually found humor in her ineffective attempts to kick out at him.

  “You son-of-a-bitch!” she gritted with fire in her eyes. “How could you do that?”

  “Why, Jada…”He grinned as he walked around to her front. “I would never have thought you were the kind of girl to wear such sexy panties. I think I like the white ones better.”

  “Goddamn you, Kane!” she groaned.

  “Is that the best come back you can give me now?” He shook his head as his hands went to his hips along with making a tsking sound.

  “Guess it’s true about stripping away the defenses.”

  “Very fucking funny,” she snarled back.

  “Hum, still lippy I see.” He walked back around her, hands on her waist and flat against her belly. “Guess I’m going to have to take something else away.”

  “Don’t you dare!” Kane grabbed the back of her shirt and gave it one hard yank.

  The thin material ripped down her back and Jada screamed from the force he used to pull it away. She shook when he whistled behind her.

  “A matching bra? Now I really am impressed.”

  He walked back around to stand in front of her, licking his lips as he went. He felt the sudden change within him, as he looked his fill of the woman who stood before him in nothing but her undies. Even the deep blush on her face seemed to trigger more pain to his crotch.

  Before he could talk himself out of anything, he was pulling his shirt from his body. Jada watched with bulging eyes as each rippling muscle slowly came into view, along with scars from all his beatings.

  Normally he didn’t want others to see the scars, but this time, in this moment it didn’t seem to bother him too much.

  The moment he turned his back on her to toss his shirt aside, he knew he was giving her a great view of his back and the proof of the life he had lived in the lab. Deep scars lined his back in a criss-cross manner showing the beatings he’d endured. Some even went around his shoulders to touch his chest.

  But Kane had a good idea that that wasn’t what had Jada gulping for air. He could smell the change in her scent as well as the thick sweetness of her desire. If he had to bet on it, he would say that her panties just became very wet just from the intense look in his eyes.

  “Your eyes are red,” she whispered.

  He knew what she was talking about. Drake explained to him that his eyes would change color when his sexual need came. That they would change to red when he was in heat. But he wasn’t in heat now so he didn’t care why they changed.

  “Kane.” She swallowed hard as he circled her as a predator would his prey. “I think it is time for you stop this game. It’s starting to get out of control.”

  He walked around Jada a couple of times more before he stopped behind her again. “What game are we playing?” he asked softly in her ear, causing her to jump.

  “Kane, this isn’t funny,” she whined. “You need to let me go. Now!”

  Kane reached up to her wrists but it wasn’t to set her free. His hands wrapped around her wrists under the leather as his body pressed as close to hers as it could. “I’m in complete control, Jada, but it’s slipping fast.”

  * * * *

  Scorching heat wrapped around Jada as his hands slowly skimmed down her arms, turning at the last second to run his knuckles down her sides. Chills mixed with his body heat hit her and Jada found it was all she could do to steady her breathing.

  All the way down her legs and back up to her hips his hands moved. His chest rubbed against her back while his face buried itself in her hair, moving her head to one side. Lips grazed her shoulder, neck, and up to her ear while his hands continued to roam her body but not once did he touch certain spots on her that were slowly waking up, wanting to be touched.

  “You are so soft,” he told her in her ear with his rough voice.

  “And you smell so damn good.” His hands went from her belly up to the undersides of her breasts. “I don’t think I’ve ever had the pleasure of touching someone for myself,” he said against her neck. He let out a sharp intake of breath as his thumb hooked into the tiny clasp in front of her bra, popping it open. “You smell sweet and hot.” He licked her shoulder. “Good enough to eat, maybe.”

  Jada’s head went back on his chest as two hot hands closed over her breasts, squeezing her flesh. Her nipples suddenly became so hard they throbbed in his hands, begging for attention.

  “Kane, this is not a good idea,” she managed to breathe out.

  He brushed her hard nipples with his thumbs, sending tantalizing chills racing down her body to pool between her legs while his lips skimmed up to her ear, licking the lobe. “I think this is the best idea ever.”

  * * * *

  The moment his hands left her breasts, Jada wanted to whimper from the loss. Her mind screamed a sigh of relief, yet her body begged for him to come back. It wasn’t until she saw his jeans being tossed in front of her that she realized things would never be the same
between them again. She knew that the moment they left this cabin—

  the safe zone she put between herself and Kane—would forever be gone and could never come back. It both terrified and excited the hell out of her.

  The last of her struggles stopped as his hot lips touched her back and Jada almost screamed from the pleasure of his heated caresses.

  Nothing in her whole life felt this good or had her craving for more.

  And that was what she was doing—craving for more of his touch.

  “Kane,” she rushed out as his body, and mouth began a trail around to her front, “You really should stop.” Jada tried again. “This isn’t right.” Yet, deep down inside her, though having him near her scared her, she was also excited by his touch. She felt this was right on some level. She just didn’t want to admit that to him…or herself.

  Kane left a scorching trail of heat all the way around to her belly with his mouth. Jada’s breathing went into overdrive as she watched him sit down in front of her, in the other chair, naked. She closed her eyes, taking several deep breaths, trying to get some control and think of the best way to get him to stop and let her go. Nothing came to mind.

  “God, this isn’t happening,” she groaned, struggling with her warring senses.

  “Oh this is definitely happening.” He looked up at her and the heated expression she saw had her mouth going dry. “Very much so.”

  His hand moved up her back, grabbed her bra, and ripped it off. “And I’m going to enjoy every minute,” he finished with a rip to her panties then placed one of her legs over his shoulders.

  * * * *

  Kane parted the swollen lips of her pussy with his thumbs and licked her from ass to clit. The moment he reached her clit, he sucked the bud into his mouth, Jada cried out. Kane moaned back his pleasure against her. Nothing in the labs and nothing from the books could have prepared him for this kind of pleasure, and he found that he wanted nothing else but to get lost in it, in her.

  He licked at her hard a few more times before he took one of his thick fingers and pushed into her. She was so tight, so hot, and wet that he had to close his eyes and fight back the sudden orgasm that threatened to erupt from his own body while he sat there. Jada was scorching heat that he wanted to dive into. He wanted his dick where his finger was. Wanted her hard nipples in his mouth as he pumped his hardness into her over and over again. To fill her so completely that they both knew they would never find this kind of completeness ever again.

  Kane sucked hard on her clit as another finger joined with the first and he used one more to tease the rim of her ass. With a quickness that matched the raging need within him, he moved his hand and pushed his finger into her ass. He sucked her hard and finger fucked her in both ends fast. He wanted to hear her scream his name as she came and she did scream when he moved his fingers. He couldn’t wait to take all of her sweet cream as the pleasure washed over her into his mouth, just like he could barely wait to have his cock replacing his fingers, all three of them.

  “Kane!” Jada screamed his name and came, tightening around his fingers.

  The leg that was over his shoulder seemed to wrap around his head as he drank her pleasure, and kept up the pace of his hand. He had to close his eyes and hope for control. Willing his orgasm back wasn’t easy, he tried telling himself that now was not the time. Yet, the more he tried to fight with what was right in front of him, the quicker he found he was losing the battle.

  Keeping his hand pumping inside of her, he stood up. He was rock hard and so ready to experience what true sexual pleasure was all about—to know what having a woman for one’s own pleasure was and not to fuck because of being drugged, or forced into it.

  His lips kissed a fiery trail up her body stopping for only a split second to suck on a hard nipple. He could tell she was still in a daze from her orgasm and decided to use that to his own advantage.

  Everything within him screamed that this was right. That this was what he needed and should take. To embrace what nature was giving him. But a small voice whispered that this might be wrong also. That maybe he shouldn’t take something that didn’t belong to him. He snarled at that thought. This was his woman. His! He had every right to take what was rightfully his, and shouldn’t feel guilt at how or when he took her.

  “Mine,” he growled softly against her skin, pushing the guilt back.

  Quickly he removed his fingers from her snug heat and replaced it with the thick mushroom head of his cock. Wet heat poured over the head making him want to hiss at the sweet torment. With determination Kane managed to push only the head of his cock into the tightest woman he ever had in his life. He had to stop to catch his breath and fight for some kind of control.

  Then he took hold of her legs, wrapping them around his hips and held onto her ass. He looked down at his thick shaft; watched it as he slowly worked it in, then Kane growled at the tight blazing heat that greeted him.

  * * * *

  Jada thought she was dreaming. She was still feeling the aftershocks of star blinding pleasure—still coming down from that high when she felt Kane move and wrap her legs around his hips. His big height, even with her standing in a chair, still made him taller than her. But his hips were evenly proportioned against hers.

  She’d only read or imagined what darker sex could be like. It both thrilled and scared her at the same time. She both did and didn’t want him, but desperately needed his hot touch. When she opened her eyes, and felt his heated body mingling against her, she knew that everything she had was lost to him.

  She bit her lower lip to hold back the whimper while he pushed his way inside her body. He was so big, so thick, that he stretched her to a point where she felt he was ripping her in two. He was blistering steel forcing his way into a place that seemed much too small for him;

  blistering steel that burned with each thick inch that parted her unused muscles to accommodate him.

  “Wait,” she rushed out, and strained slightly to reach onto the exercise bar above, with all her might. Jada even tried to pull herself up and away from Kane, but he was stronger and brought her down to impale her on him. “It’s not working.” Jada tried to move her hips away, only to be rewarded with his fingers biting into the tender flesh of her ass. She would likely be bruised by tomorrow; yet, this mating was thrilling, and somehow, she had a feeling her life would never be the same again.

  “Yes, it is,” he told her in a tight voice, his head down, watching as they joined.

  “Kane, please!” she cried out.” I...I...”

  He stopped moving and she thought there was a chance that he would stop after all. Kane moved his hand between their bodies, and touched her hard clit, rolling it with his finger. She moaned and again tried to get away from his probing fingers invading her flesh.

  “It’s mine, Jada.” His voice was so thick and deep it gave her the chills.

  “What are you talking about?” she whispered, her breathing hard and desperate.

  He looked up at her and she gasped. His eyes were an even deeper shade of red and the veins in his neck were straining, as if he was holding something heavy or holding something back.

  “You’ve been keeping secrets.” She shook her head no and bit her lip to still the whimper. “Yes, you have.” He moved just enough to force the whimper out. “I can feel it.”

  “You’re out of you mind,” she breathed out. “And you don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  “I might be, but not about this.”

  * * * *

  Kane closed his eyes when he touched her virginity again. Slowly he pulled what little amount he managed to get in, out and slid slowly back in. Two more times he did this, groaning at how her muscles seemed to relax so much better than that first time but were still tight as ever.

  He played with her clit, touching it and learning all there was to learn about the little nub that seemed to give her so much pleasure. It was fascinating to watch her face when he rolled it, and it excited him to hear her
moans when he gave it pressure. Each thing he did to her was exciting and had him wanting to learn more and do more; not only to her, but also for them both.

  Her legs tightened around his hips and another orgasm hit. Kane used that distraction and surged into her. He tore past her innocence bringing a cry not only to his lips but also to her own.

  Jada screamed, and he held her tight. Tears came to her eyes from the force of his invasion and it took his last remnant of control to stand perfectly still. She was working on her breathing and Kane freed her wrists, picked her up from the chair, and held her against his body as he walked to the back of the cabin, pinning her up against the wall next to his bed.

  He was on fire. His body burned in not only places but in spots.

  He felt as if he needed to get closer to her. As he pushed her up against the wall, his hands dug into her hair, pulling her head back.

  Lips nipped and sucked on the tender skin of her throat and shoulder, and he moved his hips.

  The controlled man that he had been was gone. Out came the beast, pumping into her hard and fast. All tenderness was gone, and quickly replaced with the burning need to consume and to brand this one woman his!

  He plunged into her sharp and short. At most, half of his hardness left the tight hold, only to piston back inside the sweet tightness that awaited him. Everything was alive on him. He felt each ripple of muscle within her and each sensitive spot that he had but never knew.

  It was both heaven and hell. He couldn’t take much more of this torture, yet was helpless to stop. Then he felt her arms pressing against his chest one moment, then relax and go around him in the next. Satisfaction tore through his body for he knew she wanted him, yet her pride resisted him at the same time. He knew he could make her his, for all time, and she could fight it all she wanted, it wouldn’t work. She was his.

  Faster and harder he moved, slamming her into the wall with his movements. Closing his eyes tightly, Kane felt the tiny chills race down his spine to swell up in his balls. His head moved back and forth, as he worked hard to fight off the orgasm that was gripping him. He whimpered at the fight he was losing. Yet, when he heard her cry out his name, and her nails dug into his back, Kane knew then that he didn’t have to fight any longer.