Feral Awakening (The Feral Series-Book 2) (25 page)

 “Don’t… don’t touch me
if this means nothing to you. Don’t do this if it is only out of some sense of
duty to ease my pain. I can handle the pain. What I can’t handle is you…” Kat’s
voice cracked with emotion as tears once again tracked down her cheeks.

 Pain settled in his
heart at what she was asking. He didn’t have the words she needed to comfort
her. There was so much he wanted to tell her but the words all stuck in his
throat. He had held so much back from her but it had been necessary, was
still
necessary. She still wasn’t his to keep. “Kat…” Ronan, growled with
frustration. To hell with the words. He couldn’t give her the words of
reassurance she needed. He could only show her what she meant to him.

 Kat sighed in relief
as Ronan’s rough hands returned to her heated skin. She had feared for a moment
that he was about to leave her here. She knew better than to expect some kind
of declaration of his feelings or promises of some kind of future for them. She
knew that tomorrow he would leave her with his pack and then return to his
solitary life.  But at least for tonight, he could be hers. It wasn’t nearly
enough but it was all that she would have.

 His hands continued to
massage her shoulders and then moved lower down her back. Tenderly his thumbs
rubbed out every little knot he found. Leaving her back, his soapy palms
traveled across the mounds of her rounded bottom, kneading the firm flesh with
a low growl of masculine appreciation.  Kat gasped as he firmly cupped each
cheek, kneading the firm muscles beneath the rounded flesh.

Finally surrendering
his prize he dropped to his knees behind her and continued down her body to
massage the muscles of her shapely thighs and then continued down to her
calves. He was meticulous in his exploration of her body, no curve was left
untouched or overlooked.

 Rubbing her calves he
couldn’t help but kiss one of the firm globes in front of him and then surprise
a squeak out of her with a hungry nip to her bottom.

 Standing once more,
Kat listened in breathless anticipation as he opened a shampoo bottle and
gently gathered her hair behind her shoulders as he began to wash her hair. A
groan escaped her as his fingertips began to massage her scalp, sending goose
bumps down her spine. Kat was shocked to experience this gentler side of him. He
was such a big warrior of a man she wouldn’t have thought it possible for him
to be so gentle in his handling of her. The man had magic fingers and that’s
all there was to it.

 Reaching one arm
around her waist he pulled her back against his hard chest as he rinsed the
soap from her hair. Kat wanted to purr at the contact of her naked bottom with
the hard shaft that was now pressed firmly against the seam of her cheeks.

 Ronan was equally
affected as he groaned low in his throat and pressed against her tightly. Having
rinsed her hair, Kat watched in fascination as he took his time reaching his
arms around her and once again filled his palm with body wash while she watched
with heavily lidded eyes. He knew she held her breath, waiting to see where the
body wash was going next and so he deliberately made his movements slow and
methodical.

 She bit her lip in
anticipation as his large palms descended to rub across the skin of her
stomach, causing the muscles of her belly to clench at the ticklish sensation. Higher,
his hands teased in increasing circles until he grazed the underside of her
full breasts. Kat held her breath as she ached for him to cover her breasts
with his hands.

 Knowing what she
wanted, Ronan took his time teasing as he painted soapy circles around each
breast and slid between the two rosy tipped mounds never touching the hard
straining peaks.

 No longer able to
resist, Kat decided to take matters into her own hands. Pressing closer, she
tilted her hips and slid the seam of her bottom against his straining shaft
trying to tempt him into touching her like she desired.

 With the first slide
of Kat’s bottom across his shaft, Ronan thought his knees might give out
beneath him, sending the two of them crashing to the floor. Ronan wasn’t having
it. Little Kat was going to have to learn to be patient. With a low growl Ronan
wrapped one muscular arm around her hips, pinning her against him and brought
his palm down on the curve of her thigh with a loud crack.

 With a squeak, Kat
froze in Ronan’s grip.  The smack and the sudden noise shocked more than it hurt.
Kat was shocked at the blast of heat that flooded her core in reaction. 
Clearly Ronan demanded complete control and dam it if she didn’t suddenly want
to give it to him. Kat didn’t dare to analyze that to closely at the at the
moment, all she wanted was for Ronan to pick back up where he had left off
before she had gotten too impatient and gotten herself in trouble.

 When Kat quietly
waited for Ronan’s next move, he rumbled his approval and once again began
rubbing her silky skin starting with the gracefully curving thigh he had just
abused. Carefully he rubbed out any remaining sting before once again moving to
her stomach. Starting over again he began careful circles across her hip bones
and skimmed small circles around her belly button until he was once again
skimming the underside of her generous breast.

Kat held her breath in
anticipation as he once again began circling the fullness of her breast. Kat
couldn’t help the whimper that escaped her as he teased however she forced
herself to remain still in the circle of his arms.

Rewarding her patience,
Ronan fully cupped the weight of her breast in his large palms while rolling
her straining peaks beneath his fingertips.  Kat bucked against him in
gratitude and pressed her head back against Ronan’s shoulder with a gasp of
pleasure. Desire strummed through her system as his wicked fingers began to
circle and tease her nipples in tandem while his shaft began to slide against
the soapy, slick crevice of her backside.

 As one hand remained
to torment her rosy nipple, the other began to leave a soapy trail across her flat
stomach. Kat’s breaths came out in short pants as Ronan’s hand slowly descended
to the only part of her body he hadn’t explored yet. With aching slowness he
ran a trail of bubbles across the dark curls between her legs. Her body ached
with need as he teased her, caressing the inside of her thigh and then up over
her dark curls. “Ronan!” Kat gasped his name and strained helpless in his
fierce embrace.

 Ronan’s chest rumbled
beneath her back as he finally parted her tender folds and slid his fingers
into her welcoming heat. Kat’s legs turned to jello as his skillful fingers
explored the silken heat of her core. With a low feminine growl of her own, she
reached on hand over her head and grasped the back of his neck, pulling him
closer and hanging on for dear life. Her fingertips sharpened into little claws
as she drug them across the back of his neck and fisted the wet hair that hung
down to his shoulders. The innocently aggressive act sent flames shooting
through Ronan’s already strained body.

 The rough beard on his
face grazed the top of her head as she arched against him while he toyed with
the little bundle of nerves at her center. Kat clung to Ronan tightly as her
body wound tighter and tighter as the Lykan energy grew to an unbearable level.
Ronan groaned at the evidence of her readiness for him. Her folds were slick
with her desire and the sounds that she made were driving him mad with the need
to bury himself in her.

 Knowing he couldn’t
take much more, he kept her clenched tightly in front of him as he guided her closer
to the built in bench in the shower stall. Standing behind her he guided one of
her slender legs up onto the bench and positioned his straining hardness at the
entrance to her core. Holding her waist firmly with one hand he eased his heavy
shaft into her welcoming heat.

 The need to mark her
neck tormented him along with the desire to spill his seed deep into her womb. Running
his hand up her arm he untangled her from his hair and bent her forward,
placing both of her hands against the wall of the shower. He needed the
temptation of her bare neck further away from his teeth while he took
possession of her body.

 Grasping her hips with
both hands he sank further into her depts. Kat groaned and arched her hips
against him. Once again his size surprised her as he stretched her in the most
delicious way. Ronan clenched his teeth against the urge to pound into her
small body. Her silken heat fisted him tightly and he knew she needed time to
adjust to him so he wouldn’t hurt her.

 Gently he eased out of
her, sliding hotly out of her core only to return deeper. Again he withdrew and
moved deeper, pulling her hips firmly into his thrust until at last he was
buried deeply in her silken channel. Kat threw her head back and rocked her
hips against him as desire consumed her. Lykan flames pulsed beneath her skin. She
needed him to move. Now!

 Sensing his female’s
need, Ronan began thrusting against her, withdrawing until just the tip of his
shaft remained and then pulling her firmly back and burying himself deep into
her tight sheath. Pleasure rippled across his skin as he felt the need to spill
deeply into her body hovering just on the edge of each powerful thrust. Harder
he pumped against her rounded bottom, his grip on her hips becoming tighter as
they both soared closer to the edge.

 Releasing one hip he
brought his fingertips around the front of her hips to swirl against the
swollen bundle of nerves at her core. Kat cried out as her release ripped
through her body in wave after wave of bliss. With a roar Ronan came hotly as
he felt Kat’s tight sheath clench him fiercely with her climax.

 With two hard thrust
that left him shuttering he spilled deeply into his female’s body, marking her
with his seed. A deep feeling of satisfaction mixed with his pleasure as he
slowly rocked against her as his seed filled her body.

 Both of them panting,
he gently pulled her back against his chest. Reluctantly easing from her he
turned her relaxed limbs into the curve of his chest and pulled her back under
the warm water. The flames of the Lykan heat now sated, Kat leaned contentedly
against his broad chest. Running his hands over her he gently rinsed her off
before turning the water off.

 Kat stood quietly
before him as he quickly dried both of them off and then lifted her into his
arms. She was half asleep as he carried her to the large bed and slid her
beneath the covers. Ronan was surprised when she suddenly reached out and
gripped his hand tightly in hers, pulling him closer. “Ronan…” He could see the
vulnerability in her eyes when he looked down at her.

 With a nod of
understanding he slid in the covers next to her and cautiously settled himself
on his back with his arms tucked under his head. He grunted when Kat suddenly
wrapped herself across his chest and threw one leg over his possessively. Lowering
his arms he gave into the temptation to hold her and wrapped his arms around
her, pulling her close and giving her the comfort she so desperately needed.

 Holding her like this
somehow seemed more intimate even than mating with her. This need to touch her
wasn’t driven by lust and passion but by a need to be close to her. It was a
need to feel her soft skin beneath his fingers and to feel the pulse of her
heart beating beneath her chest. To comfort and to protect and… enough… he
dared not look any deeper at his feelings for her. Things had already gotten
too complicated as it was.

 He would blame the
mating bond but he knew that it went deeper than that. The mating bond would
insure their attraction to each other but nothing more. She had put her own
life at risk with the thought of saving him. She had been willing to sacrifice
her own life for his. No one had ever thought to try to protect him but this
little female did. He was always the protector. He had always been bigger and
stronger than the others. He had been the one his clan turned to for
protection. No one had ever felt the need to protect him, until Kat.

 He had left his pack
with the thought of living alone. His beast had made it increasingly difficult
to tolerate being surrounded by so many people. He was quick to anger and was
becoming dangerous, quick to lash out at the slightest offence. His existence
the last few years had been… empty.

 Kat had been right. When
the feral had entered his territory he had known he couldn’t beat it alone. Knew
he had little hope of surviving. It was why he had decided to track it. He had
nothing left to loose and figured he would leave this world as he had lived in
it, protecting the innocent.

 The woman in his arms
had ruined his plan. Because of her he had survived the feral’s attack. Then
when he got word that his brother needed his help he thought the gods must have
saved him so he could give his life to save that of his brother. Once again he
had been prepared to leave this earth in order to save Teagan. Once again this
little female had other plans for him.

 Why couldn’t she see
that he was no good for her? He was a disaster waiting to happen. He was
unstable and it was only a matter of time before he hurt her. The two of them
together were like fire and gasoline. He was a male with little control and she
was female with a hot temper and no sense of self preservation. Instead of
running in the face of his powerful anger she stood against him and raged right
back. It would be too dangerous for him to keep her. She was brave and
beautiful and courageous, he wouldn’t be responsible for destroying her.