Rogue Shifter [High-Country Shifters 3] (13 page)

“I wish I understood why women wear bras. They are such a hindrance.”

“It’s a bathing suit top, for one. If you hate bras, maybe you should move to a nudist colony where everyone is naked.”

He straightened. His eyes gleamed. “They have such places?”

Okay, his voice came out too excited. She punched his arm. “Yes, but don’t even think about going to one.”

He lowered his head, trying to look stern. “What did I say about touching me before I gave you permission?”

“I don’t know.”

“I may have to punish you to keep you in line, honey.”

“Oh, no, not that, Master. Anything but a spanking.”

He laughed. “I guess I need to come up with a more effective method of making you do as I say.”

She had no comeback for that. She stepped forward and slid her hands under his T-shirt and palmed his magnificent pectorals. He flexed his muscles and she laughed. “You have the best body.”

“Oh, yeah? You’re pretty special yourself.”

“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours?” She had no idea if kids in Anterra ever said that to each other.

He lifted his arms, giving her permission to take off his T-shirt. She obliged and dropped the clothing onto the blanket.

He looked around their hideaway. “Too bad there isn’t a hook mounted in the wall.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because I’d like to tie to you to the wall and make you mine.”

Her whole body exploded with need as her imagination ran wild. “I could pretend.”

He moved closer and his eyelids half closed. “You think you could stand perfectly still while I lick and suck every inch of your delectable body?”

Small breaths built in her lungs. “Maybe.”

He came within an inch of her body. “You won’t be able to touch me no matter how much you yearn to. Do you possess the control? Can you give up every ounce of dominance in your body? For me?”

Her mouth was dry right now because her pussy was draining her body of every drop of liquid. “Yes.”

He grinned. “One more thing.”

“What?” She loved that he wanted to make their time together so special.

“No talking.”

That wasn’t going to happen. “I can’t be responsible for moans and groans. Passion has no bounds.”

“That I like to hear.” He slipped off her blouse. “I see you came prepared to swim. Perhaps we can accommodate your wishes afterwards.”

“As long—” He held up a finger.
Damn
. She’d forgotten about the no-speaking rule. She was about to remind him he needed to wear something when he went swimming, but she’d deal with that after they made love.

Her swim top came off with a tug of two bows. He figured it out in no time. His fingers fumbled with the large button on her hiking shorts. The bikini bottoms were held together with two ties. He leaned over and undid the bow with his teeth. When his lips touched her skin, the hairs stood on end.

In a heartbeat, she was naked. Cool air whipped around the cave, chilling her a bit, but she wasn’t worried. With a hunk like Malik around, she’d be hot and sweaty in no time.

Malik stood, licked his finger, and dragged it across one nipple then repeated on the other side. There was no pinch and no suck, but her tiny crests hardened and puckered under his perusal.

“You are so sensitive. I love that about you. I wonder what else I can stimulate.”

She inwardly groaned. Standing there was harder than she thought. Her fingers itched to touch him. Malik walked behind her and lightly pressed his palms to her shoulders then dragged his hands down her body, touching only the fine hairs. Goose bumps followed his path, and her pussy contracted with intense need. She had to bite her lip to keep from crying out. She wanted to beg him to touch her but knew that would spoil the erotic, romantic mood.

“You have the best ass in the world.”

She’d brought lube since she wasn’t certain if Malik’s fantasy included fucking her ass. Ever since she’d had that fake cock down her back channel, she’d dreamed of the real thing, driving and pumping into her, stretching her out and testing the new waters.

Malik got on his knees, wrapped his arms around her, and pressed his face against her rear. Tiny kisses placed in a circular pattern caused prickles of need to stab everywhere his lips contacted her body.

“Spread your legs. I want you vulnerable.”

She was a little surprised he’d understand that being naked and unable to move or speak, with her legs wide open for probing, would show her willingness to give up control. She obeyed.

“You are such a good girl.”

When he slipped a finger into her pussy, the thrill made her rise up on her toes. Immediately, she bent her knees to feel more of the glorious pressure. “Mmm.”

She wanted to beg for his cock, but she realized lovemaking was more about the foreplay and the tension it created than the actual penetration itself, though, as God was her witness, she so loved the penetration part.

He withdrew his finger and tugged on her hips. “Come down here.”

Excitement sizzled up her spine. Maybe now he’d let her love and touch him. She knelt down, and he turned her around, face to face.

His thumbs brushed against her nipples, and they immediately and shamelessly responded. He dipped his head and took one nipple into his mouth. She expected a quick shot of pain from an intense suck, but probably to torture her, he slowly ran his tongue around the tip using the lightest of pressure. That drove her crazy more than if he’d made hard contact.

Please touch my pussy
.

When he didn’t, she partially sagged. She so wanted to be able to communicate with him telepathically. The technique needed more than a receiver. It needed an experienced sender. She’d give anything to learn.

Malik dropped a hand and rubbed her inner thigh. With each sweep, his thumb came closer to her creamy opening. As subtly as she could, she eased open her legs wider to give him better access.

He lifted his head. “I know what you’re doing.”

She bet he did, but he didn’t seem willing to help her out with the need that was nearly strangling her with desire. He returned to her nipple and sucked hard, probably as a small token.

“Aah.”

He tightened his grip on her inner thigh. Her cream oozed down her thighs, and even in the damp cave, she could smell her own arousal. Slow and seductive had never been her inclination, but from the way her pussy was reacting, maybe she needed to rethink her priorities. When he moved to her other tit, her hands fisted at her sides to keep from screaming his name.

His thumb continued making small circles an inch from her cunt. He’d imperceptibly moved each sweep higher until his thumb bumped against her pussy lips.

Open them. Take me
.

He leaned back and grinned.
Damn
. Had he heard her? Her breath caught.

“Get on your back. I want to eat your pussy.”

There were no words more divine than “I want to eat your pussy.” Without hesitating, Amy lay on her back, spread her legs wide, and palmed the blanket, forcing herself not to grab him and pull him on top of her. She wished she’d learned more patience growing up.

Malik managed to open her wider as he crawled between her legs. “You smell sweet.”

He thumbed open her lower lips and leaned near. The anticipation was killing her. With the slowest tongue in the West, he licked her from bottom to top, somehow avoiding her clit. With one finger he danced around her pussy, poking and plucking. Juices flowed. The heat building inside her made it hard to keep her climax at bay. Malik needed to hurry up before she lost it.

He must have sensed the urgency for he dipped two fingers into her hole and twirled them around. The relief she thought that would provide only magnified the ache coursing through her.

She bunched the blanket in her fist and pressed her lips together. He must have seen her reaction because he lifted a hand and pinched her nipple hard.

“Gaa.”

The wonderful pain spread over her body and actually helped release some of the mounting tension. He let go but returned immediately to twist and pluck her other distended nub. More streaks pleasured her. She wiggled her hips in desperation.

“Take it easy, honey. When I’m good and ready, I’m going to pack you so full of my cock you won’t know what happened. I’m going stretch you so wide, you’ll scream.”

His promise only made her resolve weaken. Chaos swirled around her, and when he sucked on her throbbing clit, she did scream as her climax took hold, swung her around in a dizzying twirl, and let her fly.

Her back arched, and she gave up on all the damn restrictions. Her fingers found their mark, and she branded his shoulders with her nails. He kept sucking and sucking until she collapsed in a limp puddle of erotic lust.

He lifted his head and smiled. “I think you liked that.”

The man was the epitome of understatement. It wasn’t the fact that she wasn’t supposed to talk, it was that the experience left her speechless. All she could do was nod.

“Don’t think you’re done.”

She held up a hand, meaning she needed a moment to catch her breath. He crawled up her body and nabbed a swollen tit in his mouth, setting her on fire once more. How this man managed to get her excited within seconds of her coming she didn’t know, but one touch was all that was needed for her to want him again.

In a way, she was glad Cavon wasn’t here, because to concentrate on two men would have been near to impossible. Getting to enjoy just one of them was refreshing. Malik abandoned her nipple and trailed kisses between her breasts and up to the hollow of her throat. As he neared her chin, the growl in his chest increased.

Needing to taste him, she licked her lips. He obliged a second later by threading his fingers through her hair and lifting her head to meet his mouth. They feasted on each other. When he opened up, she eagerly took him up on the invitation and dueled with his tongue. He slipped away and tickled the roof of her mouth. When they broke for air, they returned to kissing fast and furiously. His thumbs caressed her cheeks, and his hard cock nudged her opening.

“Condom. In backpack.”

“Skelak.”

“I’ll get on the pill, I swear.” She hated the condoms, too, but they were a necessary evil.

Malik got off her, dug through the pack, and retrieved the condom in no time. Since this was his third time using them, he’d become quite adept at tearing the foil and donning the rubber.

“Now where were we?” He grinned, acting as if all was forgiven.

Her heart nearly burst with joy. She loved who this man could be. He had so much potential in every aspects of his life.

He bent over and nipped her lip. “Spread ’em wide, honey.”

His very bad Western accent made her laugh, but she said nothing, and pressed her lips together instead. The moment he nudged open her pussy with his cock, she forgot everything they’d said between them.

He drove into her and reached the end of her pussy in one long thrust, and his massive size stole her breath. He closed his eyes and held still, allowing her to accept the expansion. Rolling spasms rippled down her body, clamping her muscles onto his cock.

“Don’t do that. I’m so on the edge.”

She couldn’t help it. As if he was handling dynamite that would blow if he moved quickly, he eased out and slid right back in, igniting every cell along the way. Apparently, the rule where she couldn’t touch him was forgotten, because when she clasped his shoulders then ran her fingers over his muscular back, he didn’t say anything. She lifted her hips to greet him, and he took advantage of her lips and kissed her with more tenderness than she thought possible.

He pulled out, and her mouth opened to complain.

“Roll over. I want to be able to touch your tits.”

She wanted that, too. He moved to the side and helped her onto her elbows and knees. Her pussy throbbed and pulsed from the ache of withdrawal. Malik slid behind her and eased his cock down her tight sheath in one fluid motion. As soon as he massaged her tits, he pounded in earnest. She didn’t know which part of her was more turned on. Was it her achy, swollen nipples or her convulsing, dripping cunt?

Amy arched her back, stretching taut the tender crests, bursting with lust, loving how he pressed hard on the tips then released them. With each twist, she let out a groan as the heat soared to unbearable heights.

“Honey, I’m so damned close.” He buried his head into her neck and inhaled.

His groan further ignited her. The rampant pulses made her pussy clamp down hard on his cock, and he forged to the end, filling her body to the hilt. He shifted his hands from her swollen tits to her hips and let out a howl as he climaxed. As he staked his final claim, the powerful pressure broke through her sensual haze. She released all of her resolve and let her body spiral out of control. Electric sparks sizzled over her body as her climax claimed her, taking her up to the top of the highest mountain and pushing her off. She free floated all the way back to earth.