Releasing Kate (14 page)

He laid his arm across her shoulders. She couldn’t see what he was doing so she closed her eyes and waited.

The wait was not long. She felt the glowing, hot brand burn her skin, marking her as his…forever. Kate screamed at the searing agony, which remained even after the brand was gone.

“Excellent,” he whispered as he inspected his work. His eyes glowed with possession. He lightly blew on the burn.

Kate squirmed with pain.

“Tell me how it feels.”

“It hurts!”

“That’s just physical. Tell me how your mind feels.”

Kate stared helplessly at him. “I feel owned.”

“Good girl. You are owned.”

“Yes,” she said, sighing with relief.

“Are you still aroused?” he asked as he began stroking her again.

“Yes, please help me come,” she begged, all pride and resistance gone as she realized the pain from the branding had not decreased her arousal. It had intensified it to the point that she mindlessly needed the satisfaction that only he could give her.

“Soon,” he smiled as he smoothed a cooling gel on her brand. Then he moved between her legs and licked her clit, sliding two fingers into her cunt. He laved and caressed her until all sensation blended into ecstasy. All that mattered were his actions between her legs. Her orgasm was sharp and long as waves of pleasure swept her away.

* * * * *

Kate woke to sunlight streaming into the bedroom. The heavy drapes were gone, as were her bonds. What was going on? She looked at her breast, expecting to see the butterfly brand but her breast was smooth with no trace of a burn. She nearly sobbed with disappointment. Had it all been just another vision? But it had seemed so real.

Where was Michael and why wasn’t she tied up? Did he expect her to stay in bed? What did he want? Kate gasped when she realized she was trying to predict his desires. She felt as if she were waking from a dream. Where was her independence?

Kate gingerly sat up and fought off a wave of dizziness. She eased her legs off the bed and slowly stood. It had been so long since she’d walked unaided. Where was Michael?

Chapter Fourteen

Kate showered. Proud of herself for remembering
rule
number three—no clothes—she ignored the pants and shirt on the chair. She slowly made her way downstairs. Her mind raced, amazed that the scene had been yet another vision. She could still feel the burn and the arousal it had given her and the satisfaction Michael had given her. How could it be not real?

She entered the kitchen to see Michael’s head slumped on the kitchen table.

“What’s wrong?”

Michael straightened. “We’re through,” he said.

“What?”

“We can’t have intercourse until you embrace your heritage! If we just have sex, your mind won’t be able to handle the confusion and intense sensations. I won’t do that to you, much as I’d like to. Whether you believe it or not, I’m protecting you! Now get out while you still can.”

Kate stared at him, hearing the words but not understanding. “What do you mean?”

“I’ve never brought any woman as far as I’ve brought you,” Michael murmured as he lightly touched her body.

Kate moaned, a simple touch from Michael more arousing than any intercourse she’d had with other men. She ignored his words and his worried glance.

“Kate, look at me.”

She struggled back from that place in her mind—the place he’d created. A place where sense was everything and thought held no sway. She had trouble focusing on his eyes. She struggled to understand his words. Words were such a poor substitute for touch and sensation.

Michael looked serious. “I can’t
make
you connect, Kate.”

“What…?” She struggled to form a coherent sentence.

“Kate, you have too many barriers. I was certain the vision of your branding would break through to you.” He shook his head before running a hand through his hair. “We’re just not connecting the way mates should.”

“But…you wanted me to…to crave…to beg for pain.” She stumbled over the words.

“And so you did.” He smiled. “Far beyond anything I’d dreamt of before. No woman has ever caused me to reach my limits before.”

“I don’t…understand.”

“We’re done, Kate. I can’t do more without risking your safety. Your heart nearly stopped during the vision. I’m sure you don’t remember it but you nearly died. That’s too far for me.”

“But I don’t want to stop!” Kate yelled at him. “You did this to me. You made me crave the pain. You made me crave you. You can’t just walk away. No other man will ever be able to satisfy me the way you do, Michael. No other man will ever be able to turn off my mind,” Kate argued.

Michael stood. He walked to her and grabbed her face between his hands. “Kate, if you still want to explore your ancestry, I can take you to Sanctuary. Maybe another man will be able to do what I haven’t.”

“I don’t want another man! I want you!”

“Then damn
you,
open your mind to me! Send a thought to me! Anything so we can create a channel between us!”

Kate’s eyes filled. “I don’t know how.”

He let her go and stepped back. “I’m sorry, Kate. I never really thought I’d find a woman who could accept everything I dish out. I’ve always had to stop before I was done because the woman couldn’t take any more. I never thought of what would happen if I found a clan woman who couldn’t touch her heritage. It would be physically dangerous for you if we were to stay together any longer.” He paused then said, “I want to push but I’m afraid I’ll damage you beyond repair, permanently. I like your helplessness. I like giving you pain. I like your dependency. It makes me feel good,” he calmly stated as he moved close and gently brushed her hair.

“Then why stop?”

“Haven’t you noticed how things are escalating?” he asked. “No, maybe you haven’t.” He chuckled. “You’ve been fairly out of it at times.” He shook his head. “I’ve noticed. I’ve noticed how each time the pain has to be just a little greater so the pleasure remains the same for you,” he whispered proudly. “But still you deny your natural inclinations. It is time to stop before you get hurt.”

“I can take more!” Kate insisted. Then she paused, realizing what she was asking of Michael.

“Yes,” he said, “now you’re beginning to understand.” He shrugged. “That’s why we need to stop.”

“Damn you!” Kate screamed, knowing he’d made up his mind and they were done. “No! I won’t let you do this to me. I won’t let you toss me out like you’ve done with every other woman!” Kate felt something explode in her head. She gasped as she felt Michael’s torment, so great that it forced her to her knees at the same time that Michael cried out.

“Kate!”

He grabbed her head and forced her to look deeply into his eyes. They glowed golden and warm. Kate felt as though she were falling into a deep abyss of hurt and longing. She reached an imaginary hand to stroke the knot of pain she found in Michael’s head, soothing it into a smooth line as she projected her need for him.

His eyes narrowed and he smiled, that little half grin that Kate knew meant he was planning something she might not like. She felt him stroke her clit. In return, she stroked his cock. All the while they knelt on the floor facing each other.

Kate lost track of time as they mentally explored each other. The pain and the pleasure mixed in a part of her mind she’d never felt before. They communicated in ways beyond Kate’s wildest fantasies. No wonder Michael had insisted upon breaking her free. She felt Michael’s longing and dark needs as if they were hers. At the same time, he echoed her need to submit. Their lust mingled into one overwhelming ache that took her breath away.

Michael slowly pulled back.

Kate stared at him and whispered, “What’s happening?”

“You’ve done it!”

“What?”

Michael smiled. “That’s the link we need. You feel me even as I feel you. Incredible, isn’t it? I knew you could do it.”

No,” she said, “we’ve done it. Will you fuck me now?”

Michael laughed before he stood and pulled her to her feet. “Yes, let’s finish this stage and create a new beginning. Now that the channel is open I can take you the way I’ve longed to do. Just follow my lead and you’ll finally realize what it means for us to mate.”

Michael threaded his fingers in her hair and forced her against the long, lean line of his body. His rock-hard cock pressed against her as his tongue invaded her mouth. She moaned deep in her throat as her hands moved to his butt, forcing him even closer. He ended the kiss. His eyes narrowed with need and he said, “Let’s take this someplace more comfortable. I want our first time to be memorable for our joining, not a hard kitchen floor.” He took her hand and led her upstairs.

Kate thought they’d go to the bedroom she’d been using but Michael led her down the hall to another room.
His room.
Burnt amber carpeting covered the floor.
Surrounding the dark masculine bed like an ocean of fire.
Kate’s breath caught when she realized the four-poster bed had chains attached.

Michael released her hand. He started unbuttoning his shirt. When Kate moved to help, he grabbed her wrist and said, “No. Just watch.” He slowly undressed as Kate’s eyes devoured him. She no longer had to pretend she didn’t want the pain and everything else he would teach her. He smiled when he removed the last piece of clothing and Kate swallowed hard. Once again realizing just how thick and long his cock was.

“You’re so big! I need you so much. I need to touch you.”

“No. You need to learn to use your mind. If you want to touch me, use your mind.” He gave her a quick hug before he captured her wrists in one hand and led her to the bed.

“No, Michael. I want to make love to you and I need to touch you to do that.”

“I want to mate and you don’t need to physically touch me. Use your mind,” Michael said as he bound Kate’s wrists. “Of course, I can still touch you. That’s my reward for being so patient,” he said as he crawled into bed. “I want to feel your naked body against me.”

Michael stroked a long line from her neck to her pelvis then followed the same line with his mouth. He avoided her nipples. He avoided her cunt. He avoided her clitoris. Kate grew wild, needing an orgasm.

Wound tight with need, she begged, “Please…let me touch you.”

“Use your mind, Kate,” he growled.

Kate tossed her head. “Please…”

“Your mind, Kate.
Use your mind.”

Kate stared at his bent head as he licked his way across her hipbones. She fought to find the right place in her head, to open it so she’d be able to reach Michael. She forced her lust into a corner so she could concentrate. It felt like a door opening. She entered and sent a thought, a long stroke straight to Michael’s cock.

He looked up and grinned. “That’s it. Do it again.”

She smiled and did as he asked, adding a slow lick to one of his nipples.

He stared back and inserted a real finger into her vagina. She clenched, trying to hold it inside, but he’d already left. “I think you’re ready now.”

He shifted and moved the tip of his penis to her labia. “This might hurt a little but you’ll enjoy that, won’t you?” he asked. Not waiting for a reply, he continued, “I’ll go
slow
. Just try to relax. Would you like a drink before I start?” he asked calmly as if they were on a date and not on the precipice of the unknown.

Kate felt his penis throbbing. Hot, it was so hot compared to the coldness of the dildos. She struggled to form a coherent thought.
Needing him.
Needing every sensation he could give her.
Needing his possession.
She shook her head.

“Good girl,” he murmured as he moved forward a little.

Kate gasped at his size. He’d barely entered her and she felt stretched beyond anything she’d ever thought possible. She felt his cock forcing her open. As he continued to press forward her vagina stretched. She couldn’t stop herself, she tried to escape him.

He stopped his movement, “No,” he said, “don’t move or you’ll excite me too much. If I lose control, you’ll really get hurt,” he promised as he kissed her. “You really don’t want me out of control,” he threatened as he gently pulled on a nipple.

Kate nodded and took a few deep breaths. She made an effort to relax, to accommodate him. She mentally stroked her fingertips along his butt.

He murmured, “That’s good…” then pushed forward again. Slowly—so slowly—he continued to enter her. She could feel his width expand her, as though her abdomen filled as he embedded more of his length inside her. His eyes never left hers. He stopped and withdrew. “That was half,” he said.

“I want you but I’ll never be able to take in all of you.”

“Yes, yes you will. You’ll take me all the way to the hilt and you’ll love every minute of it. It will hurt so good you’ll explode.”

Michael kissed her while gently massaging her breasts. Her desire rose again as he pushed forward. The pain was less this time. When he reached the halfway point, he stopped again but didn’t withdraw. “Do you have any idea of how expanded you’ll feel when I am entirely buried within you?”

“Michael, I feel so full now, how can I possibly take any more?” Her vagina tried to grasp his size.

He moved a hand to her abdomen. He pressed down and rubbed. “That’s it,” he murmured, “relax, take deep breaths.”

Kate did as he ordered. His will was hers. She felt him deep inside her mind. She felt his pleasure as he forced his way deeper into her cunt. She felt herself gripping his penis in a tight, warm, wet hold.

He pressed forward again. Then he stopped. He pressed forward again and again stopped.

The burning sensation between her legs overwhelmed her and she finally cried out, “Please stop, just for a minute, let me adjust.”

“I know what you’re feeling. You don’t really want me to stop, do you?”

“It burns! Please, please stop.
Just for a minute.”
She tossed her head, trying to escape.

Michael captured her head with his hands. Staring deeply into her eyes, he said, “Feel me.”

Kate focused all her will on Michael’s topaz eyes. She took a breath, then a deeper one. She shoved aside the burning sensation between her legs and felt Michael’s hard body on top of her. She reached with her mind, stroking his butt and up his back. Reaching his head, she forced it down for a kiss. Their tongues tangled and Kate’s discomfort lessened.

“That’s the way.” Michael bent his head to give her a real kiss before moving his hips forward again. Again the burning started.

“Michael, please…it hurts…it hurts too much.”

“Really?
You can’t lie to me or to yourself anymore. I feel your excitement and your need. You don’t want me to go slow. You don’t want me to stop. You want me to fuck you hard and fast. You’ve been denied for so long. Break free now, Kate!” he said. He pushed with all his strength and rammed his pelvis against her clitoris.

She felt her delicate organ against his hard bone and she moved closer. Her vagina struggled to accommodate him. Her hips twitched as she tried to push her cock even deeper.
Her cock?
For a brief second she realized she’d lost track of her own body and she felt only Michael’s lust. His strength and power intoxicated her and she screamed for more. Her mind shifted back and forth between them, between the sensations of being male, of being female, of being one among many, many minds.

Kate panicked. What was happening? She tried to pull away from Michael but he held her tightly. “Enjoy the ride,” he whispered. “Enjoy your heritage.”

She felt several minds all working in harmony to force her to a higher and higher plateau. They fueled her lust and need until finally overwhelmed, she screamed her release. Wave after wave of pleasure gripped her as her vagina clenched around Michael’s cock until all her barriers washed away.

* * * * *

Michael was still inside her cunt when she roused again. She felt his pelvis grinding against her clitoris. His eyes glittered as he half smiled down at her.

Kate felt filled in unimaginable ways. The discomfort was tolerable. Simply a counterpoint to the incredible experience she’d just had.

“Are you all right?” he asked.

She nodded, not yet able to speak.