Kane's Mate (Armageddon Mates)(3)

Faith knew she was being childish, but no, she wasn't going to answer  him. She couldn't do this again. She was getting over him, she was over  him, she had decided. She had even decided she was going to take her  friend Brad up on his offer and marry him and have a normal life. She  had it all figured out.

Faith looked up into his eyes. "No, no way, Kane. You are not going to  do this to me. I have finally got my confidence and my life back on  track. I don't love you anymore, I can't. I'm going to marry someone  else. Brad's coming to Australia, and when he asks me to marry him, I'm  going to act surprised, and I'm going to say yes. I'm going to move to  England and have a nice normal life! I, Faith York, do not love you  anymore. I'm no longer a silly sixteen-year-old who adores you, so you,  Dr. Wolfen, are going to take me home now."

Shit! Okay, that was so the wrong thing to say. She could see in Kane's  eyes the wolf had taken over. He ripped Faith's clothes off and bit her  shoulder, marking her as his mate.                       
       
           



       

* * * *

Kane had never been so frustrated in his life. He was the calm one in  the family, the cool, collected doctor. His wolf was jealous and angry,  repeating in his head that she'd been sixteen years old back then, too  young to claim. I waited patiently. She was too young then, but now  she's grown. She is mine, she is ours. Deep down you knew it too.

He had known that she was special, but he hadn't wanted to think about  it because she had been so young, and she was still young.

Kane sighed. He hadn't meant to claim her like that. He knew he had to  apologize for mate marking her the way he did. Kane looked up into her  face, and he really was going to apologize, but as he lifted his head  the beautiful look of astonishment on her face and the bright chocolate  brown eyes that held warmth that he hadn't seen in years captured him.  Kane couldn't resist. He placed his mouth on hers, chocolate and vanilla  assaulting his taste buds as he kissed out four years of frustration,  anger, confusion, and love.

At first she didn't react, but a second or two later her soft lips  responded to his and her small hands started moving up his chest then  around his neck. Kane gave a mental sigh of relief. He moved his hands  down to explore her body, cupping her full breasts, caressing and  massaging them until Faith let out a groan against his lips. He trailed  one hand slowly down her tight stomach, to the heavenly juncture between  her legs.

Faith moaned his name and ran her hands down his back, scratching and  rubbing. Kane left her mouth, kissing his way down her neck while his  hand made slow circles around her clit. She whimpered in response. When  he reached the mating mark, he licked it and kissed it before moving  further down her body, licking, sucking, and nipping. She tasted so  good. Reaching her breasts, he sucked one nipple into his mouth while  massaging the other and giving it a light pinch, then he swapped.

"Ohhhh, ahhhh, Kane. Oh, Kane."

He was in heaven, and she was calling him Kane not Dr. Wolfen. He moved  his face down to that heavenly place between her thighs. When he glanced  up at her, he nearly came undone at what he saw-her eyes were hooded  with desire, her hair was wild everywhere, her back arched up with  nipples pointed.

Faith opened her eyes a bit more, and her voice was breathless as she asked, "What's wrong?"

He looked at the goddess laid out in front of him, smiled up at her, and  replied, "Not a thing. You are perfect," and he dived in, feasting on  her pussy.

* * * *

Faith couldn't believe what was happening. She was naked and Kane had  mate marked her, but she didn't care because she was lost in a sexual  haze of things she'd never dared imagine, but had only dreamed of. Kane,  the man she had been in love with for as long as she could remember,  had mate marked her, the mere human, Faith York.

Kane's mouth was heaven and hell all at once. Faith could feel his sharp  fangs nip every now and then and when he did it felt so good that she  moaned his name. "Kaaaannnnee!"

Kane stopped his gentle strokes of her clit and put a thick, long finger  in her pussy. That felt exquisite, especially when he sucked on her  clit. He added another thick finger. "Come for me, princess. I want to  see you come, I want to taste you and hear you yell my name." He added a  third finger and flicked his tongue over her hard nub, that's when she  came undone, screaming his name as shivers of pleasure racked up her  body.

"Ohhhh, Kane. Oh, I lo... Kane."

Kane looked up at her. "My God, I have never seen anyone look as hot as  you do right now. I can't wait any longer, I have to have you. I need to  feel that vagina of yours squeeze the life out of me." He sucked on his  fingers. "You taste like heaven too. I'll take my time next time, I  promise, but I have to have you now."

Kane moved back up her body, kissing, then nipping, and giving licks to  sooth the nips. He reached her breasts and sucked one into his mouth,  swirling his tongue around her nipple before he moved to the other,  repeating his torture as he looked into her eyes. She felt his dick at  her pussy. He grabbed her arse, spreading her as he thrust in, biting  her breast. Pain and pleasure shot though her like she had never felt  before, and she screamed as he broke through her virgin barrier. Faith  looked into his shocked eyes.

"I'm so sorry. I never thought …  I mean you're so beau..." He rested his  forehead against hers. "I should have known-you were so tight. Wow."  Then his lips curved up into a grin, and a savage gleam came to his eyes  as he said, "Mine, all mine. My untouched princess. Has the pain faded  yet?" She nodded and moved her bottom around. His feral eyes got  brighter and his muscles flexed and tensed as he said, "No one but me.  You're mine, every lush, beautiful inch mine. Mine to cherish, mine to  hold, mine to love." He started to move slowly, his eyes never leaving  hers. "Say it to me. Tell me no one will ever hold you or love you like  this. Tell me you're mine."                       
       
           



       

Faith had never felt anything like this in her life. The pleasure that  racked her body from the tip of her toes to the top of her head was so  intense she didn't know how much she could take. As she looked into his  eyes the intensity in his gaze sent delicious shivers of pleasure down  her spine. He repeated his commands and she answered, willing to do  anything he asked, just so she could feel all this insatiable euphoria.

"Yours, always have been yours, always will be."

His muscles relaxed, and he grabbed her legs and wrapped them around his  back, pushing himself further in. He picked up his pace, never letting  his eyes leave hers. Faith arched her body up, meeting him thrust for  thrust. His hands squeezed her arse, and one moved to stroke her clit.

Her breathing labored as she panted. "I'm going to...to...ahhh, Kane."

His pace picked up faster. Kane swooped down, kissing her in time to his thrusts, and Faith shattered into a million pieces.

Kane rested his head on her shoulder. Faith heard him mutter that she was a "fucking goddess" and then he started apologizing.

"I'm so sorry, princess. This might hurt more because it's your first  time. I'm going to lock inside you. The base of my cock will swell 'til  we can't move. We'll be stuck together."

Faith moaned as Kane shouted her name and she felt the base of his penis  swell to lock inside her, growing impossibly bigger. Faith felt a  slight burning sensation, but other than that only immense pleasure  bringing her into mini-orgasms. She felt the warmth of his release. He  collapsed on top of her, their languid bodies sweaty and sated.

He carefully moved them to the side with her legs still wrapped around  him. Faith fought to stay awake, especially since his huge penis was  still locked inside her, but with the jet lag she was unable to keep her  eyes open and she drifted into a satisfied sleep.

* * * *

Kane looked down at the sleeping woman in his arms, happier than he'd  been in years. Faith was his true mate, his soul mate. Who would have  thought the chubby little girl who, from the ages of five to eleven,  followed him around like his shadow anytime he was home would be his  mate.

Between the ages of twelve to sixteen she began to get shy and  embarrassed around him. Kane had caught her a couple of times in her  special place in the woods on her swing, sulking or crying because some  of the girls had picked on her, or a boy she liked would ask her out and  she would have a vision of him talking to his buddies about her, lying  and saying he did things with her. Those ones he secretly got Jamie and  Devlin involved in.