When It Raines, He Purrs (Move Over Fate Book 2; Paranormal Dating Agency)
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He nodded. He feared she'd say no. He'd heard of stories where mates were denied and the shifter was driven insane. He didn't want that. He didn't want to live without her. He finally understood that.
"Okay."
She kneaded her hands in her lap, playing with a thread on her blanket. She looked away.
"Okay?"
"Okay," she repeated.
"Just okay?" he saw this going differently. Maybe more romantic, or maybe he just didn't think she was dumb enough to agree.
"Kian," she moved away from the headboard, kneeling to meet his face. She placed her hands on his cheeks and looked at him.
"Kian. I am in love with you. Regardless if I want to be or not, I am in love with you. I can't change that. I can't walk away from it. I don't want to ever feel like I felt yesterday when you told me to go away. You came back for me. I believe you will never leave again."
Before he could ruin anything more, his instinct was all that drove him as he pressed his lips to hers. At first he feared hurting her. He held her as if she'd shatter at the slightest touch, but she deepened the kiss and he answered. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, tasting her.
Pressing against her, he needed to possess her, be in her. He wanted to feel the warmth of her around his dick as her muscles contracted in pleasure using him for her own need.
He pulled at her nipple through her shirt. She whimpered and he pulled away.
"What the fuck Kian? Where are you going?" She rasped out.
"I. Did I hurt you?"
The gleam in her eyes was dark and mirrored his need. "What? No. But I need you. I need this. I need your body. I need your arms. I need to know that you will always put me first. I need to know I am safe. Now get back here and make forget the last 24 hours."
His dick rose to the occasion as she lifted her shirt over her head. Her bra was a thin lace obstacle that would soon be forgotten on the floor.
Rising over her, he claimed her lips and gently laid her back onto the bed. He slid his fingers over her smooth skin from between her breasts down to her belly button. Sliding his hand below the waist of her pants she shuddered under his touch. He cupped her heat as he ran his finger over her slit smiling against her mouth at the juices covering his hand.
She wanted him and was ready.
Her fingers feverishly pulled at the hem of his shirt. He paused helping her remove it. Without waiting she ran her hands over his stomach and grabbed at the waistband of his athletic shorts and pulled. His rock solid dick sprang up to meet her. She slid her hand over his shaft and he nearly burst before completing his task, to mate her. The cougar within him roared, refusing to be derailed.
"Raine. Stop. This is my job. This is about you."
"What?" she squeaked out between rapid breaths.
Slowing her pace he stood from the bed and removed the rest of his clothes. He grabbed her by the ankles bringing her to the edge.
"This. Mating. It is about you. Let me please you."
Slowly he pulled her pants off, first one leg then the other. He kissed each inch of skin as it appeared. Tossing aside her clothes, he ran his hands up her legs to her hips. Lowering his head he ran his tongue over her glistening slit, parting her lips and lapping at her core. With each stroke she squirmed, her breathing more pronounced than before.
As she whimpered and pulled at his hair he moved up. A kiss along her stomach, a kiss at the bruises along her throat. As she closed her eyes and exposed the skin between her collarbone and neck he let a growl out.
With all the restraint he could manage, he slowly pushed hte head of his dick along her warm moist heat. She spread her legs wider, welcoming him in. Slowly he entered her, the tightness of her walls stretching for him. As he pushed all the way in the way in, his balls clenched at the pleasure.
Slowly he pulled out, pushing back in. His pace increasing with each whimper. As her inner walls pulled at him and her body began to quiver, he knew it was time to claim her. Not just have sex with her, but mate her.
He kissed the skin along her shoulder and bit down. She screamed out as his body released within her filling her with his seed, marking her as his forever.
Raine woke up next to Kian for the fifth straight day. Strange how a week ago she'd have fought for her freedom and now she couldn't figure out what to do if he hadn't moved in.
She crept out of bed to start coffee like she did every day. Neither of them were morning people, which fit well.
"Hello dear. I am so glad to see you today. Your birthday seemed to go well. I suppose I don't know why I felt like you needed to be matched up. You seem to do all right on your own." Gran hovered in the doorway.
Raine smiled remembering exactly how she'd ended her birthday after they'd spent the entire day in bed, she and Kian had surfaced long enough to remember to celebrate her birthday.
They met up for dinner with a few of her friends who would have required a lot of explaining as to why she’d ignored them the last few days, until they walked into the restaurant and saw Kian. Raine didn’t even care that a few male muscles and a charming smile made their anger disappear. She didn’t care if any of them drooled because she knew exactly where they were headed afterwards. Right back in bed.
Raine grinned like a fool at the memory.
"Ah. Now I remember why. I needed to leave you happy," Gran interrupted her thoughts.
As she leaned against the counter of her galley style kitchen, the smile slowly disappearing. "Gran. I am happy. Truly happy."
Gran’s wispy ghost floated around the kitchen as if she had more energy than she knew what to do with.
"Well. That's it. That was the last thing I wanted to do. I think it's time for me to head off and rest or join the eternal party. Whatever it is I am supposed to do. You take care of yourself sweetie and those cubs."
Tears weld up in Raine's eyes. "Gran. But what if I need you? I'll take care of Kian - but what do you mean cubs?"
Gran laughed as her ghost settled on sitting near the table. "Oh my dear sweet Raine. Did you honestly think you could spend all day in bed with a man like Kian and not end up carrying his cubs?"
With that, Raine ran to the bathroom to throw up.
Several minutes later Raine resurfaced. As she cracked the door a large familiar figure greeted her. His massive chest blocked her exit.
"Are you okay?" he asked, crossing his arms over his pecks.
"I. Uhm. Yeah. I think so."
She watched as his nose twitched, sniffing the air. "Raine. Don't lie to me."
She sighed and turned back around, sitting on the edge of the bathtub.
"Honestly, I would say I am fine. But Gran's words have my stomach churning, or at least I assume it's what she said that has my stomach revolting against everything.
"Raine. What is it?"
Suck it up Raine.
"Well. I don't know for sure yet. It's pretty much too early to know for sure."
He came up in front of her and knelt down between her legs. His placed his hands on on either side of her against the tub edge.
"Gran say’s I’m pregnant."
Kian sat still for a moment. A moment too long for a single breath, but not enough for her to start panicking. He leaned forward and sniffed at her neck. He kissed the vein pulsing with a very scared heartbeat.
Slowly he kissed down the strap of her tank top, pausing at the crest of her breasts.
She gasped as he reached her panties, she wouldn't doubt that he'd find hem damp by now. He ran a finger over the curve of her, finding the edge of the fabric. He looked up into her eyes as he slid his finger between the folds of her heat. The muscles between her legs clenched as she waited for him.
Slowly he slid his finger in. Her head lolled back and she bit on her lower lip. He teased her with a few thrusts as he pulled out.
She sat up and looked at him, not ready to let him be done.
"What?"
He smiled at her.
"You smell different. The horm
ones you give off normally are different. I think your Gran might be on to something."
Her mouth tried to form words, her brain attempted to think of something, anything to keep him from running. Before the first syllable left though, he pressed his lips to hers.
His lips danced with hers and she forgot why she was so panicked. Her body heated and pulsed with memory. She pressed into him, begging for him to finish what he started.
"Well. I guess we should move up that wedding you wanted before you start showing."
She smacked him as hard as she could.
A flash of a smile and she melted.
“You’re not upset then? I mean, if I am pregnant?”
Kian smiled the flash of gold in his eyes and the sound of the word mine in her head were all she needed to know.
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