A Wolf's Savage Embrace (16 page)

She plunged her hands into his silky hair and pulled his mouth closer to hers, returning his kiss in quiet desperation – and their teeth knocked together in their desire.

She felt him growl deep in his chest when she kicked off the covers and tossed her leg over his – drawing his body closer to hers.

Luke flipped over onto his back, pulling her along with him so that the lengths of their bodies were melded together, and kissed her fully, passionately - and Kat groaned at the feel of his desire pressing firmly against her stomach – demanding that she take notice.
And, Lord help her – she noticed. How could she not? He was hot and firm and strong and so very well endowed.

Straddling his thighs, Kat sat up and lifted the t-shirt that she wore over her head, eliciting another deep growl from the man beneath her.

His hands instantly swept up and cupped her breasts, teasing her tender buds into firm, aching peaks - and Kat arched into his strong caress – biting at her bottom lip to keep from screaming out. His touch was like liquid fire that swept over her body in a rush.

Luke sat up and kissed her tenderly between her breasts, as his hands continued to caress her, and Kat could feel that delicious heat coiling through her stomach only to settle at the apex of her thighs with a vengeance.

He turned his head slightly and his mouth captured one of her nipples and suckled - causing a delicious shudder to run up her spine, and she knew that she needed this man – needed him more than she had ever needed anything before.

“Oh, God…Luke,” she panted hoarsely, as she reached down between them to the waistband of his jeans, and tried with shaking hands to free him of the constricting material.

“Easy, sweetheart,” Luke murmured - gently tugging at her bottom lip with his teeth. “Tonight, we take our time. I want to taste and feel every damn part of you.” With that he flipped her over onto her back once again, and gazed down into her eyes – seemingly taking in every aspect of her face as if it were a fine piece of art, and Kat couldn’t help but tremble at the tenderness she saw there.

He kissed her cheek then moved to her jaw and down to her neck.
He slowly and thoroughly worked his way down her body until he made his way down to the silk panties that covered her. With a roguish grin that sucked the air right from her lungs, he slipped the panties off and tossed them to the floor. “And - they are still intact,” he chuckled, before lowering his head and tasting her honeyed sweetness.

Kat arched her back as she dug her heels into the mattress - her breath coming out of her in a sigh.
Dear Lord, what this man could do to her!

Luke slid his hand across her stomach as his other hand caressed her thigh a moment before moving to where his mouth worked its magic.
He slipped a finger inside her, then another - and Kat felt as if every nerve ending in her body was suddenly alive and humming. His teeth nipped at her sensitive bud and Kat groaned with euphoria. So close! So damn close – and she just knew beyond a doubt that she would never survive this. That this man was definitely going to kill her - leaving her nothing but a pile of ash.

“Please,” she begged, curling her fingers in his hair and chewing on the inside of her cheek.
Luke withdrew from her warmth and looked up at her, relishing the passion etched across her perfect features - a part of him swelling with pride that he was the one putting it there. He got off of the bed and heard Kats soft cry of protest - and his mouth turned up in a contented smile. There was nothing sexier than hearing his woman call for him.

Kat watched him through hooded eyes as he shed himself of his jeans, and only a moment later slid back into the bed beside her – pulling her to him and kissing her deeply – taking his time as his hands wandered over her entire body – caressing and teasing her overheated skin.

“You are so damn beautiful,” he whispered against her lips, as his hands slid down her back to cup and knead the perfect curves of her bottom – pulling her against him so that she could feel his desire for her. He was thrumming with need – and knew that he had to be inside her – had to feel her warmth surround him.

He shifted and stationed himself between her thighs as he kissed her tenderly - and finally…finally slid very slowly into her heat – wanting to make this moment last an eternity.
She was tight and warm and slick, and it was taking everything he had not to give into his baser instincts and just thrust into her and let the animal take over – but that wouldn’t due. Not with her – not with his Katrina. He planned on enjoying every single moment.

He nibbled at her bottom lip as he sheathed himself to the hilt, and stilled – suddenly aware of that tingle rippling up his spine.
“Christ, baby. You feel so damn good.” He rasped out, his eyes sliding closed as he enjoyed the feel of her surrounding him. This was as close to Heaven as he had ever been – and he wanted a thousand lifetimes of it.

“Luke,” she gasped, and he knew that she was feeling the same thing that he was - that hot, intense hum of desire. “Please… Oh, please.”

“Shhh, sweetheart,” he husked, kissing her neck. “I know, baby.” He began to move his hips - slowly and steadily, and Kat wrapped her legs around his waist – digging her feet into his thighs and curling her hips up to meet his in the same steady rhythm - and it was beyond sublime.

“More,” she gasped, and Luke increased his pace – still not wanting to let this end.
In all of his life he had never felt a connection to anyone the way he did with this woman, and he knew in that instant that he would do whatever it took to keep her with him. She was his, and he realized in that moment that he loved her with his entire heart and soul. That she was his to love and protect.

He had never cared before if he had been tender – sex to him had always been just a means to an end.
But with Kat it was so much more than that. It was all consuming and more important than anything ever had been before – and he needed her to feel that too. He needed her to know that what they shared was special – it was forever. There would never be anyone else.

He moved faster as he felt her body beginning to tighten, and knew that she was close to her release.
Staking claim to her mouth once again, he increased his pace, wanting to reach that pinnacle with her - and a moment later he wasn’t disappointed. His mouth absorbed her cry as she stiffened and came crashing down around him – her channel tightening up around him as he reached his peak with her - and the tingling in his body slammed through him like an electric shock – almost as if he had stuck his finger into a light socket.

Kats body trembled and shuddered from the powerful orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave of sensation, and she clenched her hands in his hair, wanting nothing more at the moment than to scream out to him – but painfully aware of her sister sleeping in the next room – so instead, she returned his kiss with desperation, moaning into his mouth as her tongue slid against and sparred with his.

After what seemed an eternity of bliss - Luke rolled onto his back – taking her with him -still buried deliciously inside her as the aftershocks of their climax continued to rock through them.

He kissed the corner of her mouth – working his way to her jaw, and finally her ear, where he tugged at her lobe a moment before softly kissing the area just below it - and Kat once again felt her toes curl.
Oh, dear God, the man just knew
all
the right places.

“You are absolutely incredible,” he whispered against her skin, hugging her to him so tightly that she felt the air rush out of her as his heart beat a tempo against hers.

Kat kissed the hollow of his throat and sighed – refusing to follow every instinct in her body to run. No! She internally screamed. She’d be damned if she was going to do that again – not this time. She was going to enjoy this night with him, and carry it with her forever. For one incredible night – he would be all hers – to love and cherish.

“You aren’t too shabby yourself, Benji,” she husked, and Luke felt his heart swell – as well as another part of his anatomy - and he saw her eyes widen in surprise.
“You’re kidding, right?” She giggled when she saw his expression darken once again with desire and his eyes begin to glow with that look that she was beginning to know so well.

“Not in the least,” he whispered, leaning in to kiss her cheek - and smiled that damn smile of his.

He pulled her astride him, and sat up - burying his head in her hair. He moved his hips, setting the rhythm and Kat quickly took the lead, raising up on her knees and slamming back down – pulling a groan from his lips as she moved.

Her arms wrapped around him - keeping his face buried snugly against her, as she rocked and swirled her hips against his – their body’s slick with the perspiration of their lovemaking.

“Katrina,” Luke gasped, clenching his jaw and gritting the words out between his teeth. “That’s it, baby.”

Kats head fell back as she increased her tempo, her fiery hair brushing against the arms that held her so securely, and she found herself once again on the precipice of that erotic release that only he could give.
That earth-shattering finale, that shot her to the stars and back in a blinding explosion of colors.

“Luke!” She gasped as that delicious climax once again slammed through her with a vengeance - and she knew that he was right there with her when he stiffened and growled deep in his chest – the sound rumbling through his body like thunder.

They sat there silently; each trying to get their breathing under control, until Luke finally lifted her off of him, and cradled her against his strong chest – kissing the top of her head softly.

“I swear to God - you are going to be the death of me,” he said quietly against her temple, and Kat felt like she had suddenly been slammed in the gut with a forty pound sledge hammer.

That was exactly what she was afraid of - and that bitch called cold hard reality reared her ugly, vengeful head. As long as he was with her - he was in danger.

She closed her eyes and snuggled up against him, needing to feel his warmth, and afraid to say anything.
There were just too many emotions running around in her head, and she felt her eyes moisten with tears. This was all just too damn hard.

“Get some rest, red,” Luke breathed against her ear as he settled himself onto the mattress with her still held securely in his embrace – their body’s intertwined.

Kat let her eyes drift closed, as she listened to the steady beating of his heart - allowing the sound to lull her to sleep.

Chapter
8

Luke woke the instant that he picked up the scent of witch in the air.
Knowing without a doubt that it was not Katrina’s scent, he carefully slid out of the bed, and silently walked across the room to the window. He pulled back the curtain and gazed out into the parking lot - his skin beginning to prickle with a deep growing sense of danger.

He walked over to the door and opened it slowly.
Shifting into his wolf form, he padded out into the night – following the scent. The parking lot was deserted as Luke made his way silently through the parked cars - his body on full alert.

A low growl of warning rumbled deep in his chest as he spotted the man making his way towards the rooms where Kat and Harper slept, and he bared his teeth – circling around behind a parked van and watching intently, fury overtaking him.
His body trembled with the fierce need to protect, and he inched his way closer as the witch crept along the building, closer to their rooms.

Luke’s hackles rose when the overwhelming scent of rotten meat hit him, and he turned his head – his glowing amber eyes sweeping the area.
A moment later, another figure emerged from the shadows and joined the witch. Demon! Just what in the Hell was a witch doing with a Demon?

Luke’s entire body trembled with rage as he padded over to where the two men stood, talking in whispers.

“They are in the rooms at the end,” the Witch was saying, pointing to where Kat and Harper lay sleeping, and Luke’s ears twitched as his body tensed even tighter.

He made his way closer to where the two stood - as silent as death. He was not going to let either one of these bastards anywhere near his woman - or her sister. He would protect them to the death.

He watched the two closely - his mouth set in a snarl as he readied himself to pounce – his urge to kill overwhelming him.

The witch spotted Luke as he leapt into the air and raised his hand - a ball of light shooting from his palm, and hitting Luke square in the side - knocking him to the ground with a painful thud.

Luke struggled to get up – ignoring the blazing pain in his ribs, and leapt at the man once again before he had the chance for a second attack, going straight for the throat – and meeting his mark with deadly precision.

He killed the witch in an instant, and turned toward the Demon - who stood there watching him in surprise – his yellow eyes glowing with shock.

“Son of a bitch!” he hissed, right before Luke struck, knocking the vile creature to the ground and snapping. There was a high pitched shriek a moment before the Demon burst into flame – singeing Luke’s fur slightly as he burst into flame – then disappeared into a pile of ash.

Luke shifted back to his human form, and braced his hands on his knees – trying desperately to fight off the overwhelming urge to pass out.
He took a few painful breaths before walking over to the witch and lifting the body – tossing it over his shoulder, even though his body was screaming in protest.

He walked slowly - and a bit unsteadily over to a nearby dumpster and threw the body in, pain slicing through his side with white-hot heat.

Christ, that really hurt, he thought sourly – his face set in a tight grimace as his body protested each movement that he made. Damn it.

“Luke?”

Luke whipped around at the sound of Kat’s terror filled voice, and found her standing not ten feet away – looking so small and fragile in her oversized t-shirt, her eyes wide and filled with panic. Her gaze swept over his frame and a gasp burst from her when she saw the large bruise and burn mark on his ribs.

“Oh, my God! Luke.” She ran over to him and reached out to touch him – but stopped herself short, not wanting to cause him anymore pain.

“I’m fine,” he ground out between clenched teeth and scowled at her darkly. “Get back inside,” he ordered, and Kat met his eyes – that spark of stubbornness flitting across her features in an instant, and he saw her body tense.

“The Hell I will!” She barked, taking a step closer and wrapping her arm around his waist to help support him when she saw him teetering slightly.

As much as Luke hated to admit it – her embrace was a welcome relief. He was close to passing out and wasn’t sure how much longer he could stand on his own – but his main concern at the moment was to get her back safely inside. He followed her on shaky legs as she led him back to their room and into the bathroom.

She closed the lid on the toilet and eased him onto it – and Luke felt the room begin to spin precariously around him.

Taking another ragged breath, he closed his eyes – trying desperately to steady himself. “Damn witch magic,” he grumbled as Kat grabbed a towel and began running it under the faucet. She squeezed the excess water from it, and knelt down in front of him – her brows knit together with concern.

“I…I need to clean this,” she whispered, and looked up into his face – her heart breaking at the pain she saw reflected there.
She knew that it was bad.

Luke nodded and gave her a smile - but she couldn’t help but notice how it didn’t reach his eyes, and her fear only increased.
With shaking hands, she dabbed the cool cloth against his ribs and cringed when she heard him wince – cussing under his breath.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” he replied softly. “There’s nothing l like better than having a beautiful woman tending to my wounds.” This time when he smiled – it did reach his eyes, and Kat released the breath she hadn’t even realized that she’d been holding. “The only thing that would make it better would be if you were naked too.”

“Luke!” Kat reprimanded, glaring at him.
She turned and grabbed a dry towel from the rack behind her, and draped it over his lap - her expression stern. “This is not the time for your games.”

Luke leaned forward slightly and kissed the tip of her nose.
“It’s always time for games, sweetheart. Have no doubt about that…
ever.
”

Kat leaned away and pressed the towel back to his ribs with much more force than she had intended and she felt her heart clench in her chest when he gasped.
“Sorry,” she murmured, her face flushing.

“No worries, red.
It’s just a few bruised ribs. I’ll heal in no time.”

“You need to rest.”

Luke shook his head and started to stand – the towel hitting the floor in the process - leaving Kat kneeling there, eye level with his considerable assets. She shrieked and fell back, landing on her ass with a sound grunt.

Luke burst out laughing; then grabbed his side in pain. “Shit!” He growled. “That stings. Son of a
bitch
!” He took a few shallow breaths, and then grinned at her. “Come on, red,” he said, offering her his hand – which she ignored - not wanting to cause him any more discomfort. She pushed herself up and faced him.

“Come and lay down for a bit,” she suggested, but again he shook his head.

“No time. Those Bastards know we’re here. We need to relocate and
fast.
I’m not taking any chances with yours or Harper’s safety.” He walked through the door with Kat following close at his heels, chewing at her bottom lip. “I need you to do me a favor,” he said, picking up his jeans from the chair.

“What?” She asked, eyeing him suspiciously – not at all comfortable with the wicked gleam that had suddenly come to his eyes. She knew that expression all too well.

“I need you to help me dress.”

Kat’s eyes widened slightly and her mouth fell open - but she quickly recovered and grabbed the jeans from his hand. There was no way in Hell she was going to let this arrogant ass know the effect he consistently had on her – even in the midst of all this crap going on around them.
“Brace your hand on my shoulder,” she directed, as she leaned down. “One leg at a time, Tonto.”

“Believe me, sweetheart,” he said with a grimace as he lifted first one leg, then the other. “I know how to do it.
Although, I must admit - I never thought I’d see the day when I would be asking you to
dress
me.”

“Ha-ha – you are just a frigging laugh riot,” she ground out, as she carefully slid the material up his legs.
Her face suddenly turned scarlet when she reached his groin, and she coughed uneasily. “I…um…do you…do you dress to the left or to the right? I mean, you guys have a preference, don’t you?” She asked; her voice barely above a whisper and Luke choked out a laugh.

Dear God! They knew each other intimately, he thought with a grin – and yet she was completely flustered by the simple task of helping him dress.
Women! If he lived to be a thousand, he didn’t think he would ever understand what went on in their heads.

“I can manage the rest, thanks.
Unless you would prefer…”

“No!” she barked, and turned to hurry and find his bag.
She rifled through it, looking for a shirt. “Don’t you own anything besides black t-shirts?” She grumbled, looking for something with buttons so he wouldn’t have to lift his arms.

“As a matter of fact I do – but I didn’t think to bring any dress shirts along for the ride.
So a t-shirt it is. Besides, they’re much easier to get in and out of if I have to shift…or whatever,” he finished with a leer that made Kat’s cheeks heat slightly.

She rolled her eyes as she pulled one from his bag and walked back over to him.
“Can you lift your arms?”

Luke did as she asked, and she slipped the shirt over his head – pulling it down his muscular frame.
When she finished, she glanced up into his face and saw that oh so familiar heat in his eyes, and gulped. He leaned forward and captured her lips – kissing her so tenderly, that it caused her eyes to burn and sting.

“Thank you,” he whispered against her mouth – and her heart melted. It
actually
freaking melted – right into a puddle of mush in the middle of her chest. Holy cow! “Now go get dressed, sweets.” He shook his head with another laugh. “Damn - that’s another thing I never wanted to
ever
have to say to you.” He gave her a wink, and slowly turned and headed towards Harpers room. “I’ll go wake the brat and tell her to get a move on while you do the same. I want to get the hell out of here – now.”

Twenty minutes later, Luke led them to the car, and cautiously slid in.
Kat noticed him flinch as he did, and looked at him with concern filling her eyes. “Do you want me to drive?” She asked, and Luke shook his head.

“I’ll be fine. Would you please stop worrying so much, Glinda?”

“Where are we going to go now?” Harper asked, as she settled herself into the back seat. She had been none too happy at being woken in the middle of the night - but she was being a trouper, and Luke’s admiration of the girl just grew.

She had been through so much in her short life- yet she just kept pushing forward.
Luke couldn’t help but notice how much she reminded him of Katrina. She was strong and stubborn and a complete smart-ass. Just like her sister. And he really found himself liking the kid.

“I’m going to find another hotel for the rest of the night.” He said, pulling out of the lot.

“Hopefully not another flea bag,” she huffed, but Luke saw the smile on her face in the rearview mirror as he glanced back at her.

“Maybe worse,” he offered with a wink, and Harper giggled.
“Sorry if our accommodations aren’t making the cut, princess – but I believe the Taj Mahal was booked.”

“Oh, please! I slept in a park for God’s sake.” She laughed.
“I’m tougher than I look. I guess I can manage one more night among the creepy crawlies.”

“Harper!” Kat admonished, but she too had a smile on her lips – and it felt good.
Her worry for Luke was consuming her, and she desperately needed a distraction.

“You think I’m kidding? I saw a roach in the bathroom that you could have put a saddle on and rode in the rodeo!”

Luke burst out laughing, and then winced in pain once again - causing Kat to reach over and touch his arm gently – her brows furrowed. “Please, Luke,” she whispered, her lips turning down in a frown. “Quit being so damn stubborn and just let me drive. You need to rest.”

He glanced her way and gave her that lopsided grin that made her weak in the knees. “No can do, red,” he breathed.
“Besides, I’m pulling off soon, and we’ll settle in for the night. The brat needs some sleep…and so do you.” Kat felt her cheeks flush at the sudden heat in his expression, and diverted her gaze. Geez, the man could have her hotter than sin with just a look!