Authors: N J Walters
“Then I want to eat your juicy cunt until you scream with pleasure.”
Breathing was getting harder with each passing second. She felt lightheaded. Her body ached from head to toe and her fertile brain could more than imagine what he was proposing. She could see the two of them on the pallet, naked, their bodies entwined.
No, she’d be on her back, her legs spread wide, his face buried between her thighs, licking and sucking. She moaned as hot cream slipped from her core, coating her pussy.
“You like that idea, do you?” One of his hands shifted higher until he was cupping her breast. “Small and firm and perfect.” His thumb circled the hard nub, which puckered even tighter. “Just like you.”
She was panting now. Never had she felt arousal like this, hadn’t even known it was possible. Tienan was incredible, each touch perfectly placed, as though he could read her body and mind and know exactly what turned her on.
“And when you’re hot and wet and ready, I want to fuck you until we both come.” The hand still resting on her stomach made a slow trip south until it was covering her mound through her pants.
This was crazy. This was wrong. She barely knew him.
She didn’t realize she’d said the words aloud until he answered her. “You know me.” His hand slipped from her breast to cover her heart. “Here. You know me here. Your heart knows me, as does your soul. There’s something between us, some kind of connection that defies logic.”
God help her, she knew exactly what he meant. The attraction between them had been powerful before she’d seen him, but now that she’d seen his face, his eyes, it was tenfold what it had been. It occurred to her that the past two nights of sleeping together had been foreplay. He’d been gentling her, getting her used to his touch, the feel of his big body next to hers. And it had worked. Oh heavens, how it had worked. She was so aroused, so primed, she couldn’t even think about saying no.
Still, he waited behind her, the patient hunter. Waiting for her to come to him. For a moment, Silence wished he’d take the choice out of her hands. If he overwhelmed her with passion, she could always say it wasn’t her fault when she looked back at this night in the future. But that would be the coward’s way out.
She knew Tienan wouldn’t do it. As much as he wanted her, and the evidence was currently pulsing against the curve of her ass, he wouldn’t go any further. It was up to her to take the final step.
Taking a deep breath, Silence thought about Adrian and what he would think. She thought about her long, bleak life. And she thought about Tienan. In her twenty-five years, she’d never wanted anything as much as she wanted Tienan. Her life was dangerous, filled with subterfuge and lies. The possibility of death hung over her daily, a grinning specter waiting for her to fall.
If she were to die tomorrow, she wouldn’t regret sleeping with Tienan, but she would regret it to her last breath if she walked away. Here in this dark chamber, it didn’t matter who either of them was. Not at this moment. Tomorrow would be time enough to go back to being enemies. Tonight was for them.
Silence took a step forward and Tienan’s hands fell away. He didn’t move, didn’t make a sound. Turning slowly, she met his gaze. His eyes burned with a green fire that seared her soul. A muscle twitched in his jaw, his hands were fisted at his sides.
Reaching up, she cupped his face in her hands. His chin was rough with stubble. It should have looked unkempt. On Tienan it was sexy.
Still, he didn’t move. Every muscle was under tight control. She knew if she unleashed him, she’d lose all control. Even knowing that, there was no going back.
Staring into his eyes, she nodded. “Yes.”
As though she’d released him from chains, he sprang. Jerking her into his arms, he slammed his mouth down on hers. His tongue sought and gained entry, stroking and tasting.
Fingers digging into his shoulders, Silence hung on, caught up in the whirlwind of his passion. His hands cupped her ass, lifting and pressing her mound against his cock. Silence moaned as cream slipped from her core. Her pussy was hot and slick with need as she wrapped her legs around his waist and rubbed up and down his length.
Tienan tore his mouth away from hers and buried his face in the curve of her neck. “Naked. I’ve got to get you naked.” With her twined around him, he carried her to the pallet in the corner. Each step he made shifted her sex over his erection in a maddening caress. It wasn’t enough, merely a tease.
He fell to his knees and laid her back against the blankets. Silence dug her fingers into the thick muscles of his shoulders, not wanting to let him go. But he wouldn’t be denied. He pried her hands away, grabbed the hem of her shirt and ripped. It parted all the way to the neckband, which held. Tienan didn’t seem to care. His eyes feasted on her.
Silence was suddenly very aware of her small size and moved to cover her naked chest. Tienan caught both her hands in one of his and raised them over her head. The motion shoved her breasts upward.
Tienan growled low in his throat as he licked the curve of her breast, making circles around the mound. With each one, he moved inward until he was tracing the edge of her areola. Her nipple was puckered tight, a silent demand for attention.
“What do you want?” he demanded as he blew softly on the hard tip. “Tell me.”
She’d never done anything like this. Her few experiences with sex had been hurried couplings without much foreplay and never any talking. This was new, and if she was honest with herself, extremely exciting.
“Do you want me to lick your breast?” he asked, as casually as he might ask her to pass him a piece of bread at mealtime. “Maybe you’d like me to suck your pretty pink nipple?”
“Yes,” she hissed from between clenched teeth. She was wound so tight she might explode at the slightest touch. “Anything. All of it.”
He moved to her other breast and began the slow, torturous licking. Her breasts felt hot and swollen. Her pussy ached and her core clenched. “Tell me.” His voice was hard, brooking no disobedience.
“Lick me, suck me, fuck me,” she cried. “Anything you want.”
Tienan smiled at her then. In the candlelight he looked dark and dangerous and feral. With a growl, he covered her nipple with his mouth, pressing it with his tongue. Silence struggled against his hold, but it was like trying to slip from velvet manacles. Impossible. She arched her hips, stroking her aching pussy over his cock. They both still had way too much clothing on.
Capturing her nipple between his teeth, he tugged gently. The sensation bordered on pain but instead filled her with a dark pleasure that reached all the way to her soul. Arching up, she offered herself to him. Whatever he wanted of her, she wanted to give him.
“Keep your hands above your head.” He slowly released her and sat up, reaching for the opening of her pants. The zipper sounded startlingly loud in the silence. The air was thick, ripe with anticipation. Tienan’s chest rose and fell with every breath he took.
“Take off your shirt.” She wanted to see his naked chest. She’d felt it these past two nights, but it wasn’t the same as actually seeing it.
Reaching behind, he grabbed two handfuls of shirt and dragged it over his head, tossing it aside. His skin was tanned and smooth. A light dusting of hair covered his chest, narrowing down his stomach and disappearing into the waistband of his pants. The man was sculpted muscle from his shoulders to his waist. He wasn’t muscle-bound but lean and incredibly strong.
Returning to her pants, he slid his broad hands inside and shoved them down her hips, taking her underwear as well. Scooting back, he unlaced her boots and pulled both them and her socks off before yanking the rest of her clothing away.
Tienan captured her ankles in his hands, the heat from his palms searing her skin. He slid them over her calves and up the insides of her thighs. Her legs fell open, encouraging him to touch her.
Kneeling between her legs, he was a huge and imposing figure. He could snap her neck like a twig, yet at this moment, she wasn’t afraid of him. Whether that was stupid on her part or not didn’t seem to matter. She trusted him not to hurt her. It was disconcerting how much, and how quickly, she’d come to trust Tienan.
He reached into his boot and drew out a short knife. The slide of metal against leather was quiet and deadly. Silence held her breath as he slipped the blade beneath the neckband of her shirt and sliced it. The fabric gave way and he returned the knife to his boot.
Without a word, he stripped her jacket and shirt down her arms and shoved them aside. Totally naked, Silence lay on the pallet and watched him. All his attention was focused on her body. She should have felt vulnerable. But a feeling of feminine power flowed through her. This strong man wanted her. Her. The heavy press of his cock against his pants was proof of it. Yet she knew that one word from her would stop him.
His breathing increased and she began to squirm, needing him to touch her. She began to lower her arms, but he caught them and raised them over her head again. “Don’t move.” He wrapped one large hand around her neck, capturing her gaze with his. The strength of his hand was unmistakable, as was the inherent command. He was in charge and he wanted her to admit it. While it went against everything she was, everything she’d worked hard to be in her life, she acquiesced, giving him a tiny nod.
He didn’t say anything, but there was no mistaking the satisfaction in his face. He lowered his head to her breast, keeping his hand around her throat, his fingers warm against her skin, as he lapped at her nipple. “Mine,” he growled.
His declaration of possession should have angered her. She belonged to no man, had built a reputation among them as the best of trackers. An equal.
Instead, it filled a void within her that she hadn’t even known existed. She longed to feel that connected to another person. Adrian was her friend, her adopted brother, but there was always a distance between them. No one, not even her, knew where he came from, what his past was. No one asked. And he never offered.
Tienan slid his hand down the column of her throat and over her collarbone. He feasted on one breast with his mouth, while stroking the other with his hand. Silence wanted to press her legs together to help ease the growing ache, but Tienan’s hips kept her thighs spread wide. Tilting her hips upward, she ground her pelvis against his, seeking relief. It just made matters worse.
Levering himself up on his hands and knees, Tienan licked and nibbled his way down her torso. His tongue swirled around her bellybutton before dipping inside. Silence laughed and groaned, the sensation both ticklish and arousing at the same time.
His hands shaped her waist and hips before slipping down between her thighs and pushing them wide. Sitting back on his heels, he stared down at her pussy. She knew her folds were slick with cream. Arousal had sent blood pumping to the area, making her red and swollen. And he was seeing it all.
She swallowed, so tempted to move her hands from above her head. He glanced at them, as though he could read her thoughts. She locked her fingers together and tilted her hips upward.
He smiled then and Silence almost swallowed her tongue. He was the perfect male animal, primed and ready to claim what he considered to be his.
“Now I’ll do what I promised.” Cupping her hips with his hands, he lifted her toward his mouth. “I’m going to eat your cunt until you come.”
Tienan watched Silence carefully, monitoring her breathing. She was extremely aroused, right on the edge of orgasm. He wanted to keep her that way. At least a bit longer. He wanted his mouth on her hot, sweet cunt when she came for the first time.
He’d had women before, even when he was still a prisoner in the lab. The scientists considered sex part of his health program. Personally, he thought that the bitches he’d serviced just wanted to get off with an Alpha so they could brag about it to their friends. The lab had hired out his services, bringing him to a specially designed bedroom that had been created for the ladies’ comfort. After all, many of them were high-ranking political figures, some of them married.
They had been taped and his performance critiqued. He’d asserted his dominant nature early, wanting some measure of control in a situation that was completely out of his control. He’d kept all the women on the edge, making them beg and plead with him. Confirming to himself that they were nothing to him but a way to ease a physical ache.
Silence was different. He still wanted to control her pleasure, but only so he could increase it. Logically, he knew it was pheromones, a chemical reaction that drew him to her. The human side of him ignored the computer logic and knew it was something more. He’d felt something for Kathryn, the woman who’d helped free him and Logan, but this was different. What he felt for Silence went to a whole other level.