Feral Cravings (5 page)

I could now see why Troy had that look on his face, like a kid on Christmas morning. “Have fun and be careful.” I repeated the warning she gave me last night, giving her a hug as she walked towards Troy and the two of them left. I stayed there, watching everyone as I finished my drink.

“Hello, Alice.”

Killian’s deep voice sounded in my ear and I choked on my drink. I had no idea how he snuck up on me, but he stood so close to me, I could smell his intoxicating cologne.

“How ‘bout we leave the party and relax upstairs?”

I was more than ready to follow him anywhere, my body humming with pleasure at the thought of being pinned beneath him. I didn’t speak, just nodded and followed him out, grabbing my coat and purse before following him into the gold-framed elevator. As soon as the doors closed, he pressed my body against the cold, smooth wall and claimed my mouth in a searing kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth, running over mine as he pressed his hips into me, his erection so hard I moaned. I don’t know what had gotten into him, because just last night he was slow and gentle, yet still fierce in the way he took me. Tonight, though, he was truly wild, as if he couldn’t wait to have me in his bed. The thought excited me and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

He broke away, his mouth trailing hot kisses down my neck and nipping at my collar bone. “I’ve wanted to do that since the moment I saw you.”

I arched my back, pressing my oversensitive breasts against his chest and loving how my nipples hardened further at the feeling.
“Me, too.”
My breathing was ragged, but so was his, and the combination made a heady concoction. The elevator chimed at our destination and I followed him out, going down the same hallway and stopping at the same door as last night. We stepped in soundlessly. He closed the door behind me and I gasped when he pushed me against it. His hands framed my face, his lips taking mine as we slanted our heads and deepened the kiss. I heard a distant
rustling
 
and
pulled away. “Did you hear that?”

His hands slid down my front, his palms rasping over my nipples, making me close my eyes and moan. “I only hear the beating of our hearts, Alice.”

“I bet you say that to all the girls you bring up here.” I was teasing, but only on a certain level. I remembered what Halle said about Killian having a flock of women by him all the time. I didn’t want to be one of those women, one of his ‘groupies.’

He pulled back and stared at me intently. “I don’t say that to anyone, Alice, and I don’t bring women home, ever.
All that is just for show.”

I was surprised at how intense and serious he had gotten, and the longer I stared at him, the more I knew he was telling the truth. How I knew that I didn’t know, but I just did. I nodded, our small detour not stopping the arousal that still pulsed inside me. He smiled, just a tilt of his lips that was so sexy, it made my toes curl.
 
He moved his hands to my ass, gripping each cheek and pulling me close to him. He rolled his hips against mine as he lifted me easily, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried me to the bedroom. There was passion and determination on his features, his eyes set hard as his hands clenched and unclenched on my ass. He carried me into the bedroom, shutting the door with his foot and claiming my mouth once again. We fell to the bed, his hands removing my clothes with expert precision as he looked down at me.

He rose and stood at the foot of the bed, quickly taking off his clothes and throwing them across the room. He was just as glorious as I remembered—his massive cock standing at full attention, so ready to slide inside me. I felt wild and wanton, so wicked that I wanted to tease him like he was teasing me—even if he wasn’t aware he was doing it. I leaned on my elbows and gave him what I hoped was a sexy smile, opening my legs wide so he could see how wet he made me. I felt my moisture seeping out of me, coating my pussy folds and heightening my desire. His eyes zeroed in on my sex, his tongue darted out and he licked his lips. He dropped to his knees and gripped my calves, dragging me down the bed and throwing my legs over his shoulders. I tossed my head back and moaned at the first touch of his tongue to my clit. His thumbs spread my
labias
wide while his tongue dipped into my channel and pierced it. I moved my hips up, needing my vagina as close to his face as I could get as my climax crept slowly towards the surface. He continued to fuck my pussy hole with his tongue, his thumb moving up to my clit and rolling the engorged bead. I gripped the sheets, my orgasm crashing through me so forcefully, I screamed in abandon. I gripped my hair and thrashed my head back and forth, not even able to suck air into my lungs from all of the pleasure that claimed me. He didn’t let up his ministrations until I no longer had the strength to keep my legs on his shoulders.

He gently set my legs on the bed and flipped me onto my belly, my arousal coming back in full force at his dominance.
 
He ran his tongue up my back and gently bit my shoulder, his tongue lathering away the pleasure/pain he created. I could feel the hot, wet tip of his cock nudging at my ass as his hands gripped my waist and pulled me up. I balanced on my hands and knees and looked over my shoulder at him. He pressed his hand in the middle of my back, his other one sliding over my ass and slapping the cheek hard enough to sound through the room. I moaned, not from pain, but surprisingly, from the pleasure it caused. He slapped my ass a few more
times,
alternating between cheeks until they felt heated and I didn’t doubt they were rosy. I lifted my ass, wanting—no— needing more of this dominance he hadn’t displayed earlier. I spread my legs wide in invitation and watched as he gripped himself and brought his organ to my entrance, the head popping inside with ease. He stayed still a minute, staring down at where my pussy engulfed his cock head, his breathing fast.

“I’m going to fuck you so good, so hard.”

I opened my mouth at his erotic words, my eyes closing in bliss as he slammed into me in one swift thrust. We both moaned, his hands gripping my waist as he pounded into me in fast, sure strokes. He pulled out until just the head of his penis was lodged inside of me then slammed back inside, my pussy making a sucking noise with each push of his hips. His forceful strokes had me gripping the sheets and screaming out in pleasure, my orgasm crashing through me with force, my pussy tightening around him as he tensed above me.

“Oh, fuck, yeah baby, you feel so damn good. Milk my cock; squeeze that tight little pussy of yours around me.”

He growled above me, his body covering mine as I felt his hot cum spill inside of me. Jet after hot jet pulsed out of him and into me until I could no longer hold myself up. I collapsed on the bed, his body slowly pulling out of mine. We groaned. Breathing hard, he ran his hand along my back and down to my ass where he gave it a squeeze. I was exhausted, so utterly tired that I couldn’t even keep my eyes open. He was definitely different tonight, not better, just—different. Yesterday he was gentle, letting me control everything the first time, but tonight he took full charge, displaying his dominance and making me submit to him completely. I felt our combined juices slide out of me and closed my eyes, letting sleep claim me.

* * * *

“Alice.”

I opened my eyes as I heard my name spoken softly. I was still on my belly, a smile on my lips as Killian knelt in front of me, his finger brushing down my cheek.

“Hey, baby.”

“Hey,” I whispered to him as I rolled onto my back. I looked at him as he stood, fully dressed. “Are you going somewhere?” I know disappointment coated my words, but I was still sleepy from my pleasure-induced coma and wasn’t going to worry about it.

“No, I just got in.”

I stared at him, confusion slowly sinking into my hazy brain. His deep blue eyes stared at me as I sat up. “You just got in?” Had he left while I slept? I rubbed my eyes and watched as he started to slip off his clothes. I didn’t think my body could handle anymore ecstasy, but as he undressed, I was surprised when I became wet. “Where did you go this morning? I woke up and you weren’t here.” I needed to know, even if I might not like the answer.

He breathed out roughly and pulled the covers over both of us. “I stepped out to get us something to eat, but when I returned, you had left. I hadn’t gotten your number and didn’t know how to contact you. I was hoping you’d show up at the party tonight because there’s something I have to tell you, Alice.”

Uh oh, the famous last words. I dragged the sheet across my breasts, suddenly feeling shy. Maybe it wasn’t going to be bad. I mean, I knew this was a one-night stand—well, more like a two-night stand, but still, what could he possibly say to me?

“I’m not who you think I am.”

Oh great,
so
not what I thought he was going to say. “What do you mean? You’re not Killian St. James?” He shook his head and sighed, and I just wished he would get it over with.

“Do you believe in the ability to shift forms?”

Okay, this had suddenly changed from awkward to just plain weird. I eyed the door, gripping the sheets as I looked back at him. How did I always end up getting involved with weird guys? “What do you mean?” I decided the best thing for me to do was play along, because obviously he was insane and the last thing I wanted to do was piss him off. He shook his head and looked at the ceiling, his throat working as he swallowed.

“I mean, do you believe people can change forms, say, into a wolf?”

I stared at him, so disappointed that the hottest guy I had ever snagged was insane.

“I’m not crazy, just humour me, please?”

“I—no, I don’t believe it, it isn’t possible.” He eyed me as he slipped out of bed and stood at the foot, doing nothing but staring at me. I looked around the room, knowing there was no way I could escape without him catching me.

“Kale, come out.”

I looked around panicked, drawing the sheets to my chin as an exact copy of Killian emerged from the bathroom, a towel in his hands as he dried them and smiled at me. They stood side by side, exact replicas of one another except one had deep blue eyes, and the other had green. “Oh. My.
God.”
I didn’t know what to say or how to feel, but scared shitless fell into the appropriate category.
They’re going to rape you, Alice, you idiot, look what you’ve got yourself into.
As the thought crossed my mind, I suddenly became furious. “You deceived me, both of you.” I made it a point to look each of them in the eyes, my gaze narrowed in irritation. It probably wasn’t the smartest move, but if they were going to hurt me, then I was sure as hell going to put up a fight.

“Come on, baby; don’t look at us like that.” Kale took a step forward, but Killian gripped his arm and shook his head.

“Don’t, Kale, she’s scared out of her mind, and rightly so. Listen to us, Alice; we would never hurt you. We both care deeply for you.”

“We just met. I mean, how can you say that to me?” I think after everything that had just transpired
,
the thing that made me the angriest was that I’d slept with both of them, not knowing they were twins.

Killian shook his head, sadness in his eyes as he breathed out. “Alice, we’re going to show you something, but you have to stay where you are, okay, baby? Don’t be scared, we would never hurt you.
Can you do that for us, baby, just stay and watch?”

What was I supposed to say to that? I admitted to myself that his words terrified me to a point, but I thought that if I played along with whatever they had in mind, they might relax their guard and I would be able to escape.

Chapter Seven

I eyed both of them, some of my fear diffusing as I thought about the times they could have hurt me while I slept. I didn’t know what they planned to show me, but I nodded anyway, knowing I was probably going to regret it. I looked around suddenly as the air became charged, electricity pulsing through the confines and spearing into me. The hair on my arms stood up as Kale and Killian shimmered, their forms growing wavy and transparent. My eyes grew wide as the two human male forms changed right in front of my eyes into two large black wolves. A scream bubbled up in my throat, but I bit my tongue, determined to stay calm even though a set of wolves stared at me, their blue and green eyes looking at me with intelligence and recognition. Each one padded to a side of the bed and I folded into myself, not knowing what they planned. This wasn’t possible, but then again, here I sat, the two men whom I’d grown close to over the past two days staring at me as
wolves
.

They laid their massive heads on the bed, their cold, wet noses nudging at me. My heart felt like it was going to explode in my chest as I tentatively reached my hands to them and stroked their heads. I don’t know what possessed me to do it, I should have been screaming and running in the other direction, but I knew from the very beginning there was something powerful and dangerous about them. They whimpered and jumped on the bed. At my squeak of fright, they lay down with their heads on their paws. “This is so not happening,” I whispered to myself, looking at the door again as whimpers and whines came from Killian and Kale. I ran my hand through their soft yet thick fur. “Is this for real?” I breathed the words, not trusting my voice to confirm how frightened I truly was.

I closed my eyes, struggling with myself to try to grasp what was going on. All my life, I had believed anything that couldn’t be logically explained was nonexistent, yet sitting beside me were two huge animals that just a second ago were humans. How could I deny this was all real? I had seen their transformation with my own eyes, and couldn’t that be considered logical? Then again, how could I dispute what I didn’t understand? How could I say something didn’t exist just because I had never seen it? I opened my eyes and stared at them again, their eyes watching with uncertainty as I continued to stroke their fur.