Can't Touch This

by J. Hali Steele

  “It felt good to get the road grime off.”

  “I hear you.”

  Soft blue cotton pants rested low on his hips and teased her with a glimpse of hair traveling from his bellybutton to his… Enough, don’t think about it! It would be foolish to tell him he couldn’t make love to her after they’d done the deed more than once unprotected. Did it really matter now because Harlow could think about nothing but having him and letting him have her any way he wanted.

  When he walked by her chair carrying a bowl filled with fresh garden greens, she brushed his thigh with her fingers.

  “Babe, don’t fuck around.”

  “Excuse me?”

  “Harlow, my kind don’t carry STDs and I will never use condoms. I can’t fuck you and promise not to come inside you.” He stared at her. “It would be a lie.”

  “So don’t make promises you can’t keep.” Harlow hoped her smile appeared sexy and come hither.

  He dropped the plate of chicken in the center of the table with a bang. “Eat.” The chair scraped the floor when he settled onto it. “I cooked it well done just for you.”

  “Cass, do you know how many times you’ve come in me? Three, four times?”

  He snagged a piece of chicken and bit into it. He chewed for what seemed like forever before he swallowed and washed it down with sips of wine. She picked up her glass and tasted the champagne-colored liquid. She expected excellence from Castle and she wasn’t disappointed. Earlier she had marveled at the wine cellar he showed off and kept stocked even though he said he hadn’t been up to Big Bear in years. Ignoring her, he took another bite of chicken and followed it with a mouthful of salad.

  “Are you going to talk to me?”

  “In my bedroom I will brook no disobedience. Ever.”

  “What the hell does that mean?”

  “It means I’m going to eat my dinner, enjoy my wine, and then drag your ass upstairs to my back bedroom where I plan to fuck your brains out.” He shoveled in another forkful of leafy greens and chewed methodically as he gazed at her. “See if I can’t make it five times.” He grinned at her, picked up his glass of wine and, peering over the rim, he said, “Maybe six or seven by daybreak.”

  Harlow smiled and stabbed a piece of chicken, dragging it to her plate. “What’s in the back room?”

  “A fetish delight.”

  Chapter Six

  Cass had struggled through a cold shower, stuffing his restless wolf into a locked corner after their conversation about children. Shit, he had a tougher time convincing the man he might have to let her go until she realized she couldn’t live without him.

  None of that mattered now.

  Happiness didn’t begin to describe how he felt when she had touched him at the dinner table and presented him with the sexiest little smile. It let him know it would be okay to take her the way he wanted to—unencumbered by latex. His dick jerked in his pants as he hurried through the meal. Jesus, he wanted her, right on the dinner table, but he had planned to stay the night in this house for a reason. It was equipped with many of the things he wished to introduce to Harlow. Feathered whips for a beginner, cuffs, ball gags, clamps for her nipples, her pussy—Christ, he couldn’t eat fast enough.

  Watching her relish each forkful of food, chewing every morsel slowly, it almost sent him over the edge. Castle couldn’t remember ever coming while he watched someone eat, but damn if he wasn’t close and his pants sported a wet spot in the front when he reached to adjust his dick. “Honey, if you take one more bite, I’ll turn you over my knee right here.”

  She deliberately disobeyed him by stabbing another piece of chicken and placing it onto her plate. Fuck! Picking up her knife, Harli carefully cut the chicken into equal quarter-inch squares. “Goddamn it, woman.” He pulled her by her wrist from the chair and placed her across his lap. He tugged the shirt up and caressed her beautiful bare ass. Raising his hand, he delivered a smack firm enough to make her jump against his ramrod-stiff cock.

  “Cass!”

  “I warned you.” He delighted in the feel of precum slipping from his penis. “Not another word.”

  Another crack from his hand elicited a moan while she rubbed her pelvis against his thighs. He used his fingers and gently massaged the handprint on her butt cheek before he delivered a series of crisp smacks to the other buttock. She wriggled against his crotch, coaxing more drops of precum from his engorged dick. One more firm whack and he uttered, “Shit.” Twisting her in his arms, he stood and carried her through the house and up the stairs to his special room.

  Upon opening the door, he was pleased to hear her intake of breath. “Oooh, Cass!”

  “You like it?” He stood her on the floor and watched enthralled as she walked around reverently touching everything. The scent of her womanhood quickly permeated the space, had him stroking his penis through the material. “Pick anything you want, I’ll show you how it works.”

  A silver egg-shaped bullet vibrator attracted her attention.

  “Bring it to me.” She carried the small item across the room as if she held a prized jewel. Cass reached back and grabbed a set of velvet cuffs with a length of material between them before he sat on a cushioned straight-back chair. He strapped them on her wrist while she held the anal toy in her hand. “Lie across my lap.” Taking the bullet from her hand, he lifted his left foot and stepped on the center of the cuffs, taking away her ability to move her arms, touch him or flail about.

  He grasped her hair and twisted her head so she could see him stick the vibrator in his mouth. The silver-coated metal would slip in her ass easily but he wanted it to be wet with his saliva. Such an animalistic thing to do, and it caused her eyes to darken. Caressing her butt, he lifted his hand and delivered a light smack, forcing Harli to rub against his lap. Spreading her cheeks with his fingers, he placed the tip of the bullet against her tiny rosette. “You want this?”

  “I want it badly.”

  “Remember what to say?”

  “Stop.”

  “And I will.” He nudged the vibrator into her ass and pressed the button once. She jerked on his lap, drawing another pulse of moisture into his pants. Christ, if he kept this up, he’d come before she did, yet giving her something new to enjoy elated him. “How does it feel?”

  “Push the button again.”

  This time he held it longer and enjoyed her pelvis gyrating on his thighs. When he released the button, she whimpered, attempting to move her arms. Giving up, she said, “Push it.”

  He did.

  “Push it. Push it. Push it.”

  Each time she asked, he set the vibrator in motion. It went on like that for minutes before he needed to shed his pants and feel her skin against his. Lifting his foot, he grabbed the cuffs and pulled her up. “Sit on the bed and wait for me.” He eyed her, made sure she was okay with what they were doing. “Don’t let the bullet come out.” Handing her the control, he told her, “Keep pushing it.” One hand grasped the bedspread and twisted it relentlessly as she played with the controller in the other and wiggled her butt against the mattress.

  Watching her watch him as he removed his pants sent a new shock of lust to his crotch. “God, I…” Damn, he needed her. Taking the gadget from Harli, Cass nudged her until she reached the center of his bed. “Turn over.” The whole time he pressed the button sporadically, causing her to squeeze her cheeks to retain the bullet.

  “Push it, Cass, please, push it.”

  She twisted and rested on her stomach in the bed. “Stay just like that.” Dropping the device, he walked over to the counter and retrieved a ball gag and some lube before returning. Loosening one cuff, he pulled her arms behind her and put them back on. Retrieving the controller, he gave the anal toy a long press and watched Harli hike her behind in the air and pump back into the mattress. “I can’t wait to be inside you.” He let her see the ball gag he held in his free hand. It was small, wouldn’t be too much for her. Castle kissed and shoved his tongue into her mouth and tasting he
r desire, he asked, “Do you trust me?”

  “Yes.”

  “Can I touch this?” He stroked a hand down the back of her thigh.

  “Cass, please… I…”

  He pushed fingers into her cunt. Disappointment trickled into his mind as words she spoke at The Moat taunted him. You can’t touch me. Knowing what he knew now, Cass desired more than anything in the world to be able to touch what Harlow said he could not. And it didn’t involve her body. Though he would settle for what she offered, it wasn’t enough. He, his wolf, they both craved more. Releasing the bullet control, he whispered close to her ear, “I will touch you in places no one else has ever been.” He inserted the ball, drawing the strap over her head. “You can’t talk or move your hands but if you want me to stop, press your heel into my thigh.” She nodded. “Try it.” Her right heel hit him. “Good girl.”

  Castle rained kisses over her back and paid particular attention to her spine. He licked the length of it, lifting her cuffed arms when they impeded his access. “I’m going to fuck your pretty ass, darlin’. You want that?” She groaned and nodded.

  He slowly removed the bullet and tossed it on the bed. Spreading her legs wide, he squirted lube between her cheeks and shoved his cock through the crease, coating his length with the oil. “God, I’ve wanted to do this since the truck stop.” He kept her arms pulled tight and used one hand to guide his dick to the tight entrance of her ass. “Relax for me, Harli.”

  “Hurry, Cass.”

  “I’m the first one to have this.” He pushed his cream-slick tip into her ass and was thrilled when she struggled to get more. He spoke softly. “My wolf feels through me, Harlow, he would ride his mate from behind just like I’m taking you.” More cock slipped inside when she relaxed her anal muscles. “He’d bite and lick your neck while holding you beneath him.” Castle leaned down and nipped her neck. “He would ride you until he filled you with his seed.”

  “Unnhhh!”

  A low growl escaped from his throat as more of his dick slid into her ass. “Can you take it all?”

  * * * * *

  Harlow wanted to yell her pleasure but her mouth was full. She had waited for the initial pain to pass, and when he began to tell her what his wolf would feel, what it would do to its mate, she drove her ass up and felt Castle sink in farther. He bit the back of Harlow’s neck and she relaxed, allowing him to move deeper in her ass. “Ahh-ahhh,” she moaned when he growled in her ear. Unable to give voice to how good it was or use her hands, she sought release by rubbing her pelvis against the bed. If only she could ask him to touch her pussy or pinch her clitoris to provide needed stimulation. Just as she thought it, Castle took care of her.

  “Your pussy is wet.” His fingers stroked through the crease, bringing her to the edge, and then he stopped. Again he shoved them inside, causing her to grind against his hand. All the while, he jammed in and out of her ass, taking what he wanted, giving her so much more. “Tight, baby, so very tight.” He continued his thrusts, stirring something inside that made her feel like crying in joy.

  He continued to dip fingers in and out of her vagina matching his strokes in her ass. Cass teased her to the edge repeatedly. He took Harlow close, and then he’d pull back. “I want to feel it when you come.” He slowed his pace, but he lengthened his strokes, went deeper each time. “You’re ready.”

  “Mmmm,” she moaned. Unable to bear it without seeing him, Harli kicked his thigh hard. Castle pulled from her, removed the ball gag first, and then he loosened the cuffs. “You okay?”

  She flipped over. “I needed to see you.”

  “It’s all right.”

  She tugged his arm until he lay on top of her. “Fuck me, Cass, take me over the edge.”

  “Let me clean up first.”

  While he was in the bathroom, Harlow dipped fingers into her pussy, pulled them out and slid them through the folds until she found her clitoris, driving herself closer and closer to the precipice. She hadn’t noticed his return until he swore.

  “Damn.” He peered at her hard. “Do you know what hearing your fingers play there does to me?” His hand encircled his cock and in seconds, the tip glistened.

  “I want to use that.” A swing in the corner had seized her attention, made her imagine hanging there while Cass bounced her up and down, jamming his penis inside her.

  Jerking his cock back and forth, he prowled to the bed as if she were his prey. “My adventurous lover.” He leaned down and kissed her lips softly. “Open your legs so I can take care of my pussy.” He climbed on the bed and nudged her thighs wide with a knee. “Let me tap those hot lips.” Using fingers, he swatted her labia lightly, and then massaged her nether lips until she felt as if she’d go crazy.

  Cass continued his tapping until she begged, “Take me, damn you, now.”

  Grasping his cock, he shoved only the cap in and stopped. “Want it?”

  “God, yes.” Harlow spiked her hips up and captured every thick inch deep inside. “Fill me.” She pushed her pelvis upward into his again and again. “Take everything, it’s yours.”

  “Shit…shshshit,” he hissed. Cass drew his cock out, slammed it back in. “I’ll always give you what you want.” He stroked inside her at a maddening pace, quickly taking her to a new high, one she didn’t want to let slip away. “Every. Damn. Time.” Her fingernails dug into Castle’s buttocks and scored his shoulders, yet he never missed a stroke not even when he leaned down and whispered, “Taste me, honey.”

  Licking the gouges she had opened on one shoulder, Harlow marveled at how exotic his blood tasted and it drove her wild. “Harder, Cass, harder.”

  Thrusting in, out, he took her back to the edge, but he didn’t let her go.

  “You want to come?”

  “Yes, yes, Lord, yes.”

  “Who’s fucking you, Harlow?”

  “You, Castle, you.”

  He pummeled her pussy, ground against her pelvis until she thought his balls would follow his dick into her body. “I can’t get enough of you.” He buried his head in her neck, kissed and sucked her pulse, drawing blood to the surface. Briefly, Harlow wondered how she would cover the hickey for work. Only briefly, because no sooner had the thought flitted through her mind than Castle bit so hard he drew blood. It served to make her ram her hips into him and attempt to throw her legs around his waist. He gripped one thigh and helped lift the leg so she could wrap it around him. Doing the same with the other, he braced himself with one arm while he grabbed an ass cheek in one hand and held her as he pistoned in and out of her pussy. He never stopped sucking the spot on her neck. When he did, he growled, “Mine.”

  He lapped the mark and it tingled under the ministrations of his tongue. She felt the skin knit together as if it healed. His tongue swirling, his cock sinking in and out, his hands holding her ass—it all came together in one savage torrent. A thunderous orgasm poured from inside her, flowing faster than a rain-swollen river as it erupted from her vagina. “Now, now!” she cried as cream escaped, drenching his cock in its wake.

  “Take all of me.” Cass ejaculated a warm stream, filling her with semen. “Aww, shit, it won’t stop.” It continued for a long time. He came and came inside her, leaving Harlow with a part of him only she could have. Done, he rolled over, carrying her with him. He held her against his fast-beating heart. “I will never, ever let you go.”

  “I don’t want to go.”

  “Good.” He cradled her head in his shoulder.

  “Castle?”

  “Hmm?”

  “I’m married.”

  “What the fuck, Harlow!” He grasped her shoulders and shoved her up so he could look in her eyes. “You’re kidding, right? No way. No. Fucking. Way!”

  “The divorce will be finalized soon.”

  “Jesus.” He breathed a sigh of relief as he let her fall back on his chest. “You could give a dog a heart attack.”

  “Does it bother you?”

  “Should it? Hell, I’ve had women in my l
ife.” He feathered his fingers up and down her arm. “Does that bother you?”

  “Yes, I wanted to be the first.”

  “You are.”

  “How’s that?”

  “You’re the first one I’ve brought to Big Bear.” And the first human to bite him. Shit!

  That silenced her as well as the ball gag had. It made her ecstatic to hear she was the first he had touched with his toys in Big Bear, the only one to have felt the little bullet vibrate and take her to the edge of heaven. She understood she wasn’t the first woman he had taken with such force but who was supposed to appreciate and satisfy all his needs and desires in this room? The thought of someone else in this bed, his bed, annoyed her. The man, or beast, holding her had opened up a completely new world for Harlow. What if there was someone else?

  Harlow had fallen in…lust. That’s all it was.

  She remembered thinking she loved Jeff but they were both young and inexperienced when they married. After wasting years trying to build a life, they drifted apart, which could not have happened if their foundation had been stronger and he had not tried to buy her at every turn. With Castle, it was even flimsier.

  They shared bits and pieces of pain.

  “Darlin’, I practically hear the wheels turning.” He sighed. “I have but one expectation, Harlow, and that’s honesty.”

  “I can promise that.”

  “It’s enough for now.”

  “For now?”

  “This is forever—I will not let you go.”

  “I like what you do to me and how you make me feel. More than anything, I love how you allow me to be me.”

  “Damn, I hear but in there somewhere.”

  “But this mating thing, I don’t understand it.”

  “It’s older than time itself.”

  “I’m the one at a disadvantage—you’re a goddamn werewolf.”

  “Shifter.”

  “I’m human, Castle.”

  “Odd a human feels disadvantaged. My kind spent thousands of years hiding from humans who tend to kill anything they don’t understand.”