Embrace the Wind (20 page)

Despite her power, they kept it up, until several Invictus pairs arrived, shouting that Zane and his army were attacking the Dead Zone camp. Margetta turned, shrieking loudly, and flew swiftly from sight. Ian and his Guard had escorted the wraiths back to Wraith Island.

Olivia was in a wonderful, euphoric state. And as Zane moved toward her, she realized she’d grown pretty hopeless where he was concerned. She loved watching him walk, the heavy muscles of his thighs and the strong swing of his arms eating up the distance within seconds. He held her gaze and for a moment, she thought for sure he’d take her in his arms and kiss her. Or maybe that’s what she wanted.

Instead, he cleared his throat, his smile crooked. “How about we get out of here?”

“I am so ready,” she responded. “I want to see the inside of the cottage Regan promised us.”

“You got it.”

He held out his arm and she hopped onto his foot, slinging both arms around his neck. He rose swiftly into the air.

She paid no heed at all to anything else, just the feel of the warrior in her arms, holding him tight as he crossed a hundred miles in the space of a few of minutes.

Everything felt new and changed. She’d been part of a wonderful victory in Zane’s realm and the role she’d played had been critical; more lives would have been lost if she hadn’t engaged her Zephyr ability.

Her heart felt so full.
I owe you so much, Zane.

He squeezed her as he flew.
Same here. You were amazing. I saw you in Zephyr mode a couple of times. You confounded the enemy. Thank you for that. You saved so many lives.

The words meant more to Olivia than she could possibly express. All these years, from the time she’d first shifted as a child, she’d felt so different, but in a bad way and without worth. But here she was, having been of tremendous use.

She was beyond happy. Tears flowed because of it and she didn’t bother stopping them.

When he finally set her down near the pathway to the cottage Regan had loaned them, he offered his arm and she took it.

The path led through the woods, many of the trees awash in red and gold, many of them also bare, all giving way to the season.

And Zane covered her hand with his own.

She couldn’t help but smile. She felt like she had a boyfriend, maybe the first real guy in her life ever.

He opened the cottage door and she thought it was perfect. The furniture was oversized and the doorways tall enough to accommodate Zane’s large frame.

The moment he shut the door, however, he caught her arm and pulled her against him. The kiss that followed, with his tongue pummeling her mouth, made her knees weak.

He slid an arm beneath her bottom, picked her up, then carried her into the bedroom. With a smile, he tossed her onto the king-sized bed.

She bounced more than once, laughing.

But he didn’t try to engage right away. Instead, he stripped off his coat and shirt then sat down on the bench at the foot of the bed and started working on his boots.

She slid quickly off the bed and hurried to him, stopping his hand before he could unzip. “Wait. Let me.” She dropped to her knees in front of him.

His Guard coat already sat on the floor, so she wasn’t hampered at all as she slid her fingers between the top of the thigh boot and Zane’s leathers.

He groaned as she rubbed up and down.

“I love the uniform you men wear.” She drifted her hand over his zipper and found he was aroused. She took her time, spreading her hands over both thighs, rimming the tops of the boots, enjoying the powerful feel of his muscles. Slowly, she unzipped each.

“You can take it from here,” she said. “I’ll just watch.”

She rose and pulled off her sweater as he removed both boots, stood up and unzipped his leathers.

Her gaze became fixed to his fingers and the slow unveiling of what was beautifully swollen. She paused in removing the rest of her clothes because she was transfixed.

He chuckled softly as he got rid of his pants and shirt and finally stood naked before her. He had a hand on his cock, holding it from beneath so she could get a good look.

“I’m going to shower,” he said. “How ‘bout you join me?”

“Uh-huh.”

When he moved into the bathroom, she stumbled over herself getting rid of her bra, shoes, jeans and panties. She then hurried after him. Again, she applauded Regan’s foresight in prepping at least one of her cottages for a big man. The shower heads were all high enough so that Zane didn’t have to bend down to get under them.

He let the water flow down his long hair.

She used another one and did the same. Her chest had already sprouted a full V-shaped ruff of fur as well as the line across her abdomen.

Smiling down at her, he took his cock in hand once more, thumbing the crown, teasing and tempting her. She responded in kind by massaging both her breasts. The groan that left Zane’s mouth made her clench deep between her legs.

She drew close and pressed herself up against him. He grabbed her buttocks and lifted her. She took the hint and wrapped her legs around his waist. He adjusted her position so that he found her well and began to push inside.

Holding onto his shoulders, she savored his expression as he began to pump, his lips parted, nostrils flaring. “Sweet Goddess, you feel good, Olivia.”

“Back atcha.” The diamond winked at her and she leaned in to take his earlobe in her mouth. The softness of his skin combined with the rough feel of the diamond against her tongue was exactly what she’d hoped. Her hips arched as she moaned.

His hips pumped steadily, his arms holding her tight. He flexed his thick pecs against her breasts and she returned the favor.

She shifted to the other side of his throat, licking a line over the dagger then she opened her mouth wide and held him with her teeth. She growled softly.

He pumped faster. Desire rose and with the water beating on her skin, pleasure washed over her in waves.

Faster,
she murmured within his mind.

He turned her slowly toward the wall. She held tight to his throat. When he had her back pressed up against the tile of the shower wall, he moved his hips like lightening.

She released his neck and screamed as ecstasy rocketed through, pushing up into her abdomen and setting her chest on fire.

Zane roared his orgasm as well, his hips continuing to work her hard as he released.

Another spike of ecstasy crashed over her, so that she screamed a second time. He was still hard within her, though, and hitting her just right so that the orgasm spiraled on and on.

Finally, he began to ease back and pulled out of her.

She lowered her legs, sliding them down the backs of his muscular thighs. He held her for a long moment, his lips kissing her throat.

His deep voice rolled through her mind.
I’m going to take this to the bed because I’m not done with you yet.

“More,” she whispered quietly as he sucked on her neck just above the vein. “And I want you drinking from me.”

He pulled back, his eyes dark with need.

She smiled, then shut off the shower heads in quick succession. He was waiting for her with a towel and took his time drying her off, sniffing the lines of fur that he loved so much.

She rubbed the furry backs of her hands against his cheeks. He turned, burying his nose deep. “You smell so good. Cinnamon and spice.” With that, he picked her up again and carried her to the bed.

But he didn’t set her down. Instead, he pulled the cover back in a quick jerk of his hand until he could settle her on her back.

“Lift your knees and spread for me.”

She didn’t hesitate. She wanted him looking and she wanted to watch his face. His hand worked his cock as he looked at her. He was still hard, yet he’d already come.

Her hips rocked, needing his touch, his mouth, his tongue.

Mostly, she wanted him deep and pounding her hard once more.

His nostrils flared and he released his cock. He moved his hips between her legs, leaning down to nuzzle the fur on her chest, suckling her breasts in turn.

She caressed his face, stroking his cheek with the backs of her fingers. He tugged on her nipple, causing her back to arch. Pleasure flickered up her chest with each suckle. This time, however, she felt a vibration from his tongue.

“What is that? It feels wonderful.”

He lifted up enough to meet her gaze. “I can release vibrations. Do you like it?”

“It’s incredible.” She couldn’t quite draw enough air into her lungs.

He returned to her breasts and as he suckled, the vibrations grew stronger. She groaned and arched. He touched and fondled her with his hands at the same time. She could feel his cock low, not yet connected, but rubbing against her inner thigh.

And even there, she could feel a vibration, which made her clench hard.

Deep within her chest, she felt her mating frequency come to life. He groaned in response and sent his own to flow within her body, wrapping around her frequency and caressing her. She moaned heavily.

He took the hint, and used a hand to position his cock at her well. He began to push and with her well tight, she pulled back on him at the same time, needing him deep inside.

“My chest is heavy again, Zane. I need you to feed from me. Please.”

He drew away slightly and took a moment to drive into her, thrusting repeatedly and letting her feel the length of his cock. When he increased the vibration, she cried out.

She groaned and arched, catching his hips as he drew his cock almost all the way out of her. She anchored his hips, preventing him from leaving her body.

He smiled down at her. “You’re enjoying my cock.”

“I love your cock.” She almost said she loved him as well, but caught herself in time. She was stunned that the words had almost flown past her teeth.

But the sensation was real. He’d become important to her.

Could this be something serious and permanent between them?

He pushed hard and set up a strong rhythm. He kissed her at the same time. When she parted her lips, he sank his tongue and matched the same motion of his hips. Both vibrations had her panting against his lips. She was close again, ready to come.

Zane, I love doing this with you.

He drew back and held her gaze. For a moment, his expression grew incredibly tender. So much so, that tears bit her eyes.

His gaze fell to her throat. “I can smell your blood, that wonderful scent of yours.”

She angled her head. “Take from me.”

He groaned as he dipped and began to lick in a long, sensuous line up her throat, over and over. His hips still worked her, but he paused, then his fangs struck.

She gave a yelp of pleasure and he began to suck. At the same time, he rocked into her once more, his hips moving in a sensuous, slow rhythm.

Nothing felt better than this – not even running and bounding – to have Zane connected to her body, to have him taking down her life force, and to feel the full length of his muscled body over her.

Pleasure swirled everywhere, over her mating frequency, between her legs and in beautiful shivers where he was drinking from her throat.

She caressed the nape of his neck, her body undulating.

She felt lost in all the incredible sensations. She wrapped her legs around his hips, drawing him in deeper. The vibration from his cock had her clenching hard.

He groaned as he suckled.

I’m getting close.
His deep voice drifted through her mind.

Me, too. Zane, you’re extraordinary. I loved watching you tonight, how you battled for your realm.

He grunted and thrust harder.

She wanted to add that he was the man for her, that she felt it in every bone of her body. But she knew neither of them was ready for that kind of commitment. Yet her mating frequency vibrated fast now, begging him to bond with her.

He left her throat, lifting up just enough to meet her gaze. “Olivia,” he whispered. He thrust faster, his eyes dilated, lips parted.

“Zane.” She caressed his face.

His mating vibration moved over hers even faster still.

She arched her neck as ecstasy began to flow, hitting her low first and driving the most exquisite sensation into her well. But that was only the beginning. Her entire body got caught in the release, so that she could hardly breathe. Pleasure swirled through her chest, coming from her mating vibration.

She let out a long series of abrupt cries as she kept climbing toward a pinnacle of release.

As Zane shouted his own orgasm, the release came, a great wave through her body and into her mind, so that she was screaming, her mouth wide, trying to draw in air, and riding the pleasure that kept rolling.

As before Zane came a third time and it carried her along even further, so that tears flowed from her eyes and her cries punctuated the air. He slammed into her and she rolled with every exquisite thrust and sensation, pleasure tumbling through her all over again.

Until finally the beautiful wave landed on the shore, spreading through her veins so that even her toes tingled and a flush covered her skin.

He was breathing hard as he supported himself on his forearms on either side of her shoulders. He was still connected, his mating frequency holding her own in a tight embrace.

She met his gaze, hoping a miracle would happen that would allow her to do this with Zane at least ten thousand more times.

Zane stared into beautiful green eyes, glimmering with satisfaction. Olivia’s lips were parted, and she struggled to catch her breath. He was breathing hard as well.

He was still connected and part of him never wanted to leave her body, wanted to remain right where he was, forever.

She still bore fur on the backs of her hands and on her chest, and he loved it.

He realized that the tightness he felt within his abdomen was his mating frequency. He was attached to Olivia in that way, just short of a true bond, as though his frequency didn’t want to let go of her either.

“I think we almost completed the bond.”

She blinked slowly, as though searching within her own body. “You’re mating frequency is surrounding mine and you’re right. We must have come close without even realizing it.”