Bad Kitty (12 page)

"Don't," she whimpered.

"Yes," he breathed. "Don't let your fear win
here, Kitty. A simple scar doesn't change who you are inside."

"It's hardly simple." She started to protest
and Rafe opted to change tactics, covering her mouth with his own
and taking her with a kiss he felt clear to his soul and hoped she
did as well. It only took a second for her to respond and open to
him, allowing his tongue to tempt and explore the recess of her
heated mouth.

Damn. Sweet heaven alive. He was going to go
insane.

Seconds later her scent began to change.
Some of the fear receded as the hunger and need she harbored took
the forefront. That sweet softness of the woman who needed him
pulled at Rafe's rough edges, encouraging him to continue. To go
for it all. The wolf inside him pushed for what he wanted too with
a long whine inside his head. He cared more about the claim, the
dominance he needed to express. Nothing less than her neck bared as
he plunged roughly inside her would satisfy the animal. Fortunately
Rafe had enough human common sense left to know that there was far
more to this than a simple claiming. There had to be. They were
more than two animals coming together for mutual pleasure and
need.

Whatever forces had
brought her to his world had left behind more than a collection of
angry scars on her skin. He wanted to focus on what she needed,
what would bring her the greatest pleasure
,
but the intoxicating nature of her
arousal flaring to life made it almost impossible for him to ignore
the frenzy building inside him. He couldn't continue thinking
straight much longer.

Nothing mattered now except her. Where she
came from and what little their future likely held meant less than
nothing as the kiss consumed him. Warmth wrapped around him,
emanating from their connection. His balls tightened and the ache
in his groin grew unbearable.

Before long she clung to him as she took as
much from their kiss as he did. They ate at each other's mouths,
unable to get enough. Long arms wrapped around his shoulders where
she clung to him with surprising strength. Sharp claws scraped at
his back, eliciting throaty growls he didn't hold back. They were
going to burst into flames at this rate. Maybe take the whole
damned cabin with them. He hoped Doc had enough sense to get the
hell out.

Sharp teeth bit down on his lip and the
invisible chain holding him back broke free.

With rampant thoughts of
more running through his head, Rafe tore his mouth from her lips
and scraped his teeth along her jaw and neckline. His entire body
throbbed when he hesitated at the apex of her shoulder and neck,
but he resisted. He kept his focus on pleasuring her, allowing her
to forget everything that had led them to this
,
even for a short while. Reality
for them both would intrude soon enough.

Her beautiful body beckoned and he was
starved. After days of watching her recover with nothing more than
instinct to fill the gaps in his mind, what else could he do? He
continued his trail to the lush nipples that had poked at his
chest. On first sight of the dusky hard buds, his mouth watered and
his vision wavered before he covered one flushed tip and drew it
into his mouth. He dragged his tongue across the small peak and her
back arched. Her gasp of pleasure tore at his restraint as he
mercilessly lashed her sensitive skin.

"So fucking good," he growled, ignoring the
harsh tone of his voice. "I can't get enough." He returned to the
elongated tip and scraped teeth and tongue as she shuddered beneath
him.

"But—"

Rafe bit down until she gasped. He didn't
want any arguments ruining their moment. "The only thing I need to
hear right now is you begging me. Everything else can wait."

"Arrogant dog," she exclaimed, more out of
breath than not.

"Bad Kitty," he replied gruffly, while
settling between the vee of her legs. The moment his groin hit the
comforting heat of her sex he groaned. Even more so when she
laughed. She had a body for sin and a mind to challenge him. And
she liked to bite. His dick hardened more. No doubt, he was in deep
shit with this one.

He went back to her tits, savoring first one
then the other. "I could do this all night."

"It would kill me," she admitted.

"Nah. Drive you mindless maybe. But that's
the sweetest kind of torture." He pressed tighter between her
thighs, loving the way her eyes widened in surprise. Before he
could make another move, the scent of her wet pussy drifted over
him. His body tightened as he fought for sheer willpower not to
drive into her.

"We're going to regret this later," she
protested. She lifted her head anyway and licked the side of his
jaw.

In retaliation he nipped at the curve of her
right breast until her harsh cry gave him the satisfaction he
sought. No matter what she offered up in the way of protest it did
nothing to assuage the need for her still overwhelming him.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, a small voice tried to remind
him of their differences at every moment but he simply ignored it
for now. Maybe once he got this out of both their systems they
could face the reality of the situation. Although if Burke thought
he'd simply hand her over to Tanner he had another thing
coming.

Alpha or not, Rafe would
do whatever it took to protect what belonged to him now. And like
it or not
,
she
did belong to him.

With more than a little reluctance, Rafe
released Kitty and withdrew from between her legs. At this moment
he detested the clothes that separated him from her. Without
finesse, he peeled his T-shirt over his shoulders and tossed it to
the side. Her gaze locked onto his pecs and he watched her inspect
him from shoulder to waist. He paused before unbuckling his pants,
letting her look her fill before he continued. The admiration and
heated lust shining in her eyes more than compensated for his
patience. He'd bet she hadn't even noticed that while she stared at
him, her legs had parted farther and moisture now glistened along
her folds. His mouth watered at the feast before him. Torturing
him. Finally he gave in and tore the button from his pants in his
haste to get free.

She started to move toward him.

"No, stay just like that," he ordered.

Her body froze for a few tense seconds
before she relaxed back and opened her legs with a wicked grin on
her face. Rafe was pretty sure he'd never seen anything fucking
prettier in his life and if he didn't get inside her soon he would
simply die on the spot. He gripped himself and moved once again
between her parted thighs. He used his free hand to stroke her from
knee to pussy in a slow, exaggerated caress.

When the muscles of her inner thigh trembled
under his touch, Rafe held back his smile. Her responsive body
practically sang to him like a siren call leading her prey to
exactly the spot she wanted him.

"Lie still." He spanned his left hand around
her slender thigh and pinned her in place. He needed her so bad
right now, but more importantly he had to explore and give her the
time she needed to let go of the last shreds of her restraint.
Whatever it took to have her writhing and begging he would do. He
had to.

Damn, she had gorgeous curves. He used his
other hand to skim her hip, admiring the wide flare before it
tapered to her tiny waist. Of course there was no denying that the
treasure between her thighs beckoned his gaze. Rafe pushed his
fingers into the nest of neatly trimmed curls that accentuated the
pink lips and parted them with two fingers. Her small gasp prodded
him to continue. He watched her eyes flutter and darken as he slid
one finger inside her and nearly lost his own mind at the scorching
heat. Fucking A. Immediately he added a second finger. Hot silk. It
was all his mind registered.

Her back arched and a cry echoed around the
room. His dick jerked at the enticing sound. He withdrew his
fingers. "Cry again for me, baby." He plunged both fingers inside
her again and reveled in the sounds she rewarded him with. Dear
God, he loved a loud woman.

He moved his fingers along
tender nerve endings as her hips jerked and more of him slipped
inside her. He growled, unable to stay silent. As good as she felt
on his hand
,
it
was a more important body part that ached to plunge inside
her.

The scent of her aroused body flooded his
senses as more, rough growls erupted in his throat. The man was
losing control to the animal far too quickly. Tight, slick walls
and an eager woman yearning for more would do that to any man, but
a shapeshifter was a far more dangerous creature. As someone who
lived amazingly close to his animalistic side, the desire to go all
caveman on Kitty rode him like a demon on a mission from hell.

Her heat alone threatened to burn him alive.
He twisted his fingers and sought the soft patch below her pubic
bone. When she jerked against him he smiled, satisfied he'd found
what he was looking for.

"You don't play fair," she gasped.

He leaned down and nipped her chin. "You got
that right. There is nothing fair about what is happening between
us. But right here, right now, you will enjoy everything I have to
give. Period."

He was a man with no other choice than to
complete what he'd started and see to his mate's pleasure above all
else. Rafe shook his head. These were not the thoughts of a
rational man. He had a sense these bouts of insanity when it came
to his shapeshifting cougar weren't going away after this. The
scent of her arousal alone affected him like a drug. He would be
addicted and nothing or no one would stop him.

He grasped his erection and positioned it
next to his fingers a moment before he removed them. He imagined
her walls stretching to accommodate more of him and his head spun.
Her cry of distress was like music to his ears, bringing him back
to the moment. Now she only needed to beg and he'd come in an
instant.

Rafe nudged her drenched curls with the tip
of his cock until it bumped against her protruding clit. He didn't
need to see the blood engorged nub to know how ready she was for
him. His head dipped and pressed his lips to the shell of her ear.
"Tell me, Kitty. Tell me what you want and it's yours," he
whispered.

"I—I," she gasped, dragging in much needed
air. "Can't think. Just need." She panted.

"Need what? Just say it. If you want it then
I have to hear it." His insides trembled with the restraint it took
not to plunge deeply. He wanted the words just as badly as the
flesh. Maybe more.

"Don't make me say it," she choked, her legs
and arms trembling.

"You have to. It's the only way." When the
words were not forthcoming he began to pull away.

She righted her hands until her nails dug
deep into his skin. "Do it, you bastard. Please," she begged. "Fuck
me!"

The invisible vise holding Rafe together
shattered as he jerked his hips forward and pushed inside her in
one solid thrust. He held still and fought to breathe. "Kitty..."
he groaned. His body shook. Molten silk had wrapped around him and
he couldn't bear to move and take it away. Pulses of sensation
skidded up and down his spine and tingled in his groin. The bliss
of her body connected to his amazed him. As clichéd as he knew it
to be, all he could think was that it had never in his life been
this good.

Her inner muscles tightened on him at the
same time her claws began to shred the sheets beneath them. Kitty
shook her head and her soft blonde hair caressed his chest and
arms. The nirvana of this moment imprinted on his memory. With any
luck the sensation of his mate's pleasure would sustain him through
the coming dark nights.

Unable to hold still another moment, Rafe
pulled his shaft from the clenching depth of her pussy until only
the head remained and immediately began working inside her again.
Slow and steady this time, he pushed through muscles so tight he
thought his head would explode.

"Am I hurting you?"

"Yes. No. I don't know. Fuck. Don't stop,"
she exclaimed.

He clenched his jaw and pressed forward,
pulled back and gave her more. The constant stream of whimpers and
cries as she thrashed from side to side unraveled his own
reservations. He needed to be buried inside his mate so far she'd
never accept another man. Never forget this moment.

Shit, who was he kidding? The scars of
tonight were already embedded in his psyche. When things went to
shit, and they would, it was his sanity that would be lost. "Do you
want more?" He plunged into her with deep, punishing strokes before
she answered. Hard jabs that pushed her into the mattress.

"Yes!" she screamed.

A strangled cry followed and he lifted his
head to the night sky visible through the glass ceiling. The moon
called to him, gave him strength. The growl that had been building
erupted into a full-blown howl and was met by a vicious banshee
like scream from Kitty. Her muscles clenched around him and pulled
him into the abyss she'd already fallen into.

"Oh shit, going to come!" Every muscle in
his body clenched and exploded. Hard jets of cum emptied into his
mate and still she continued to milk him with her muscles
tightening in short, powerful pulses. When he was finished, he
continued to thrust. Thoughts of complete and utter possession
filled his mind. After giving up hope of finding her, he was
finally with his born mate. Their now commingled scent drifted to
his senses, driving him mad. Kitty. He gazed down at her face. Her
eyelids were closed, her mouth slightly parted as she tried to
breathe. All he saw was the pure unadulterated beauty of his mate.
The moon bathed her skin in light while a firestorm of emotions and
sensations shot through him in a shocking wave his brain didn't
know how to process. His little Kitty had destroyed him.