Fueled by Lust: Cato (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Celeste Prater

  “I love that you’ve marked your body. The work is as exquisite as you.”

  She clasped her fingers together to keep from shaking out of her own skin as his voice grew deeper.

  “I envy the ink. I want to be a part of your body and travel with you always.”

  Luna felt tears spring from her eyes and was thankful for the blindfold. She’d never felt more precious or cherished. This man that she’d only just met, but felt like she’d known a lifetime, had wrapped her heart firmly in his fist and taken ownership. All others would forever pale. She knew in that simple moment that’d she given herself to him for as long as he’d have her.

  So lost in the sensations he’d brought to her thirsty body, she hadn’t realized he’d moved in front of her until his hands grasped her entwined fingers and moved them back to her sides.

  She felt him lean close and she instinctively reached out to touch him. As soon as her fingers brushed against his soft T-shirt, he backed away.

  “No. Put them to your sides. This is all about you, not me. Relax and just feel, Luna.”

  Her pigtail dragged across her shoulder and rested against her breast. She felt a soft sensation across each nipple and knew he was using the tip of the braid to tease her skin.

  “I want to take your hair down. I’ve wanted to see it since the moment I laid eyes on you. Can I release your hair, Luna?”

  The hair continued to caress her skin and she quickly nodded. Instantly the movements stopped and he backed away. “No, Luna. I want to hear you say it.”

  Her words came out in a low rush. “Yes, Cato. Please take my hair down. I want to feel your hands run through it.”

  His breath feathered across her neck. “Good girl. Do you know how sexy your voice is? Every time you speak, I ache for you.”

  The heavy braid moved against her chest again until cascades of hair drifted across her chest, belly, and thighs. She felt like he was pulling a silk sheet across her body. He pushed the strands over her shoulders and buried his fists in the mass. His deep groan brought a streak of fire across her clit and an incessant flutter deep in her channel. When he spoke, she felt on the edge of orgasm.

  “You’re so fucking sexy, Luna.”

  She gasped when he scooped her up and cradled her in his arms. He was so powerful and strong. She clung to his neck and tried to steady her breath. He lowered her to the bed and she felt the softness of the comforter caress her skin as her head sunk into a plush pillow. The bed dipped slightly as he sat next to her and clasped her hands.

  “I’m going to bind your wrists, Luna. Are you sure that’s what you what?”

  Luna nodded then immediately remembered that he wanted her to voice her responses. She was surprised by the husky, labored words coming from her mouth. “Yes. I want that. More than anything.”

  He eased one arm above her head and she felt something soft encircle her wrist. After a few movements, he did the same with the other. His fingers traced down her arms and he spoke softly.

  “Test the binds, Luna. Tell me if they’re strong enough for you.”

  Luna tugged her wrists and gasped when she was only able to move them a few inches. She immediately felt the euphoric feeling she’d only experienced in her dreams. She wanted to lay there and absorb the sensations forever. She moaned when he traced a finger around bindings.

  “Are you comfortable, sweetness? If they’re too tight, you need to tell me. I don’t want anything to distract you from the plans I have for you. Tell me now.”

  “Yes. I’m comfortable,” she said on a strained whisper.

  He stroked down the outside of her arms.

  “You’ve no idea how beautiful you are. Your hair is cascading across my bed and the candles are throwing a soft glow over your creamy skin. Your breasts are thrust outward and the nipples are hard and tempting.”

  His fingers trailed along the outside of her ribs and waist. She arched into his touch. “Your wrists are bound and you lay helpless before me. Just seeing you in nothing except your lacy, black thong takes my breath away. You’ve given me a wondrous gift, Luna.” She sensed him close to her ear. His voice was a deep rumble as if he strained to control himself. “Are you mine, Angeli?”

  Oh, god! The effect from her inability to move and the sensuous cadence of his masculine voice was her undoing. She cried out as a deep, pulsing flame moved through her lower body and contracted in her womb. Chills spread across her skin and she undulated against the mattress.

  “Yes. Yes. I’m yours, Cato. Please touch me. I can’t stand it any longer.”

  She heard his growl of approval.

  “So responsive to just my words. I can’t wait to see what you do when I touch your body. I’m going to enjoy exploring you, Luna.”

  He rose and she heard drawers opening and closing and sensed things being dropped on the bed beside her. She shivered in excitement of not knowing what they were. She didn’t think it was possible for her nipples to grow any tighter.

  Suddenly, the fragrant aroma of vanilla wafted under her nose. Before her mind could reason a source, the faint scent of cinnamon replaced it. When lavender came next, she sighed. It was her favorite smell. She wondered what he was using. Was it candles? Incense sticks? What smell might come next? “Oh!”

  Luna jerked when something soft brushed against her cheek. She relaxed when she felt it again, but this time it drifted down the middle of her throat. Was it fur, or maybe it was a feather? The curiosity floated away as she enjoyed the decadent feel of whatever it was that traveled along the outside of her right breast, slid across her heaving chest, and traced down her left breast. The excruciatingly slow path it took to the top of her mound had her moaning in pleasure from the exquisite torture of anticipation. She felt her juices release in a font of need.

  She cried in frustration as it moved away from her mound and took a languid trail down the inside of her thighs, behind her knees, the side of her calves, and across the bottom of her foot. The tickling sensation caused her foot to jerk away. She whimpered when all sensation stopped.

  “No, Luna,” he said in a gentle, yet commanding voice. “Move your leg back down.”

  She immediately obeyed.

  “I’m going to bind your ankles. I don’t want you to escape my touch.” He grasped her ankles and spread her wide, then tied them in place as quickly as he’d done her wrists. When she confirmed she was comfortable, she felt the edge of her thong lift before it was unceremoniously ripped away.

  The sound of rending fabric and warm air drifting across her bared mound caused Luna to lose her breath. Her hips twisted from the pulsating avalanche of pleasure traveling from her clit to deep inside her channel. She was wide open and exposed to him. She’d never been turned on this much in her life. She was helpless. The bed dipped and she felt hot pants of breath hitting the sensitive lips.

  “I’ve got to taste you. Your pussy is beautiful and glistening for me. I love that you’re hairless, baby. You’ll feel everything.”

  Luna cried out his name when his tongue licked up from her channel to her clit in one broad swipe. He twirled around her distended nub and gently sucked it into his mouth. For several excruciating beats, he rubbed his tongue hard against the underside of the sensitive bundle of nerves and her mind reeled from the onslaught of so much pleasure. Up and up the pressure built and when she couldn’t take much more, it stopped. Her whimpering cry of frustration didn’t go unanswered.

  “Not yet, baby. I’m not ready for you to come. I want to see how much sweet cream you’re willing to give me. You taste like honey and I want more.”

  When he returned, it was with gentle laps and teasing kisses. His tongue pushed inside her and she could hear him lapping at her juices while humming out his approval. She felt her muscles grab and release on each stroke inside. When his heated flesh scraped across her clit again, she pushed upward and tried to ride his face. She felt his tongue flatten and he allowed her two more strokes before he pulled away. Her growl of frust
ration brought a husky chuckle.

  “Do you want to come, Luna?”

  “Yes,” she panted. “I need to come. Make me come, Cato.”

  She was surprised by a soft buzzing sound and shivered when something touched her labia and vibrated delicately down each side. On the return, it came closer and closer to her clit, but never touched the aching bud. Her body began to tremble and shake from the overdose of sensation that wouldn’t end. Her internal muscles throbbed to be filled and she groaned as she imagined his hardness slipping inside and ending the agony. Her muscles contracted around nothing and she felt like crying.

  “I need you inside me. Fill me up, Cato. I want to feel you.”

  Two large fingers slipped inside her and she lifted to take them deeper. They rubbed languidly against her inner walls and then quickly retreated. Before she could protest, he ran them up to her clit and slipped around the bud without touching it. Gently, he slipped the vibrator into her channel and grazed a finger across her clit. Her warbling cry filtered through the air and she undulated her hips as he slowly worked the vibrator in and out of her slickness. He angled it to hum against a sensitive spot behind her clit and she gasped at the intensity of the sensation. The second he spoke in his dark and commanding voice, a steady strum of hard vibrations filtered through her pussy and her breath caught.

  “Do you want to feel me inside you, Luna? Do you want my cock to fill you up and take you over that elusive edge?”

  “Oh god yes! Yes. Do it. I need you inside me. Now. Take me now. Fuck me, Cato.”

  The vibrator slipped out of her body and the bed swayed as he backed away. His deep, erratic breathing ramped her need higher. He wanted her just as desperately as she wanted him. She heard the rustling of material and wished she could see him as he undressed. The sound of tearing plastic let her know he was donning a condom. She hadn’t even thought about protection and was relieved that he’d been prepared.

  Luna felt the binds around her ankles slip away, yet she was afraid to move her legs. She didn’t want him to stop. She waited for his command. He stroked the side of her leg.

  “Good girl. Get ready for me.”

  Instead of feeling him crawl on top of her body, he surprised her when broad hands slipped underneath her, clamped onto her ass cheeks and lifted her slightly from the bed.

  His hot mouth latched back onto her mound and he devoured her. It only took seconds for her to be back at the same level of pleasure overload of moments ago and begging for him to take her. Just as quickly, he backed off, slid his sweat slicked, deliciously muscled body up hers and latched onto her mouth for a devastating kiss. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue and her channel tightened and pulsed.

  She felt his massive biceps hug against the side of her chest and his forearms press into the mattress for leverage. His knees shoved her inner thighs and he commanded her to wrap her legs around his waist. She didn’t hesitate, and he entered her in a smooth thrust. He was huge and only made it partially inside. His breath was labored and his words gravelly.

  “Roll your hips back, baby. Slick me up with your cream. I want in you.”

  She obliged and rode his dick up and down until he gradually slipped inside and seated himself fully. They were both out of breath and panting as he stilled and allowed her to adjust to his size. She’d never felt as full as she did at this moment. She couldn’t stop the slow rolls of her hips as she attempted to suck him further in.

  “Mmm,” he moaned. “I love feeling you wrapped around my cock and squeezing me. That’s it, baby. Squeeze those muscles as I slide inside you.”

  He pulled slightly back and then sawed his long, fat cock in and out and began a steady rhythm of twisting his pelvis and pushing down to graze her clit on every forward stroke. She wanted to touch him and tugged at the binds. That only made her completely lose control of every sane thought as she kicked her legs and twisted beneath him. She reveled in the feel of his body sliding along hers. She was on fire within seconds when he dug his hands into her hair and clamped on. She cried out as she attempted to match every decadent slide and thrust.

  “Oh god, Cato. What are you doing to me? It feels so good. I’ve never. It’s never been this good. Yes. Keep rubbing there. I’m on fire.” A rumbling growl vibrated across her chest.

  “That’s it, baby. Dig those heels into my ass. Ride me hard. Let loose and take your pleasure. This cock is yours. Use me. Rub that pretty clit on my dick. That’s it. That’s it. Mea velle ad sensi ista. I want to feel you.”

  Chills spread over the entirety of her body at his breathless, sensual words and commands. Higher and higher he pushed her until she felt her skin light up with tingling bursts of energy. Her skin hummed and vibrated as waves of sensation traveled sensually across the surface. It felt like another entity had joined them and was demanding entry into her body. She gasped when ethereal fingers of sensation filtered through her pores and traveled on lightening paths through her bloodstream. It was consuming her and she fought to keep lucid.

  Luna cried out to the darkness, “Wha…What’s happening? Cato. I’m scared.”

  Chapter 27

  Luna felt like her skin had peeled away and nothing remained except a ghostly apparition. “It’s too much…too much,” she croaked out before it dissipated as quickly as it had appeared. Cato buried his face next to hers, his strokes never abating as he whispered into her ear.

  “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again. I lost control. Don’t lose it, baby. Stay with me. We’re almost there.”

  Luna felt confused at his apology, then completely forgot what she’d been frightened about when his strokes started coming heavier and faster. She could hear the slapping of flesh and his hard muscles sliding across her wet skin.

  “Yes, Cato. That’s what I want. Harder. Fill me up. It feels so good. Faster, baby. Faster.”

  He tilted his hips again and appeared to concentrate all his movement directly on top of her clit. The man was a damn master at finding the exact motion to trigger tremors and spasms throughout her body. She felt herself building higher and higher and didn’t care that she was grunting and panting like a cave woman as she sought the ultimate pleasure he was driving her toward. She felt his thickness continuously sliding over the sensitive area he’d found inside earlier. When he slid his hand under her hip and pulled her even closer, she slammed her feet down on the mattress and arched into his body. His hand slid to her ass and he grabbed hold of her flesh and squeezed. She went rigid in anticipation of the pending explosion.

  Luna felt the binds around her wrists fall away and she instantly grabbed for his shoulders and dug her nails into his back. She gasped when the blindfold ripped away from her eyes and she locked onto his. The intensity of his look took her breath away. It wasn’t until he spoke that she fell headlong over the edge.

  “I want to see your eyes when I take you over. Ventus ob mea. Come for me. Now.”

  “Cato!” tore from her lips and she bit into his chest muscle as wave upon wave of ecstasy crashed into her. She vaguely heard his rumbling words.

  “Mark me, baby. That’s it. Leave your mark.” She felt his head jerk up as he shouted and pumped hard and deep into her. She lost touch with reality. She floated away and drifted in a warm cocoon of nothingness before flashes of a shadowy meadow covered with magenta grasses wafted across her mind. She was surrounded by a thick shroud of mist and she could feel the ground vibrating against her back and tickling her skin. She wanted to cry at the beauty of the sensation.

  Her eyes flew open as she jolted back into the room and she slammed backward against the mattress. She heard him shout again when his hard flesh kicked inside her and heat filled her channel as he emptied himself. With every release of her muscles, his thick cock slammed back inside and he’d grunt and rain kisses across her forehead and cheeks. She ran her hands all over his shoulders and gripped the hard muscles standing rigid across his back. She wanted to crawl inside him and stay there forever.

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nbsp; “Ista isto mea. You are mine,” he rumbled.

  His words began to slur as he grappled for air. “Can’t stop. I can’t stop. Never enough. So precious.”

  His strong thighs slid against her skin as he undulated and shuddered with each stroke. Her inner walls continued to massage and pulse on his hard flesh as her arms fell to the bed and she gasped for air.

  Moments flew by as her lethargic body attempted to collect air back into her lungs. She gave no resistance as he rolled them to their sides without breaking their connection. He pulled her leg over his thigh and continued to roll his hips gently as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tightly against his body. His chest rose and fell on harsh gasps. When he seemed to regain control of his breathing, he brushed her hair away from her temple and rubbed her back. She felt him gradually soften inside her, yet he remained inside and flush against her skin.

  “Sleep, my beauty. Sleep and dream of me. I’ll meet you there.”

  Luna closed her eyes and fell into a blissful sleep with the sound of his thundering heart against her ear.

  * * * *

  Cato felt her body go limp against his and let the air out of his lungs on a long rush. He closed his eyes briefly and then blinked rapidly until his head quit spinning. That had been damn close and he’d almost lost it completely. He’d poured his energy into her without thought and only snapped out of the third mating surge when she’d shouted out in fear. He’d fought to pull it back inside before it was too late. He was now paying the price for that slip.

  His core was angry and petulant at the retreat. It banged around his senses and beat at the walls he’d thrown up to keep it at bay. Pain sliced through his muscles and gut. It knew its mate lay on the other side of his skin and if he didn’t claim control, it would tear him to pieces. He closed his eyes and talked the barbaric beast back into its cage. Eventually, he was able to breathe correctly and search his jumbled thoughts.