Lynx On The Loose(12)
Dash felt hot and itchy, his fur rippling under his skin. “Isadora, if you don’t quit needling me, I’ll…”
“You’ll what? Arrest me? Put me in handcuffs?” Suddenly she moved closer to him, leaned up, and brushed her lips against his.
A shocking jolt of arousal zapped through him at the feeling of her soft, warm lips. He felt it rush through him, running through his veins like hot fire.
Chapter Eight
“Did you feel that?” she gasped.
“Feel what?”
“Like lightning shot through you and every nerve in your body caught on fire? Like if we don’t have sex right now, you’ll burn up and die?” She leaned in to him, feeling his thick, hard erection pressing into her stomach.
Please, let it not just be her. She’d die of embarrassment.
“Oh, yeah, that. I felt that.” He hesitated. “Did you feel it too?”
“Of course I felt it, you dumb wolf. Stop talking and kiss me.”
He cradled her face in his hands, bent down, and claimed her mouth in a hungry, devouring kiss.
His lips were soft and tender, and the musk of his desire hung heavy in the air. He moved her up against the wall and pressed himself against her, shoving his knee in between her thighs.
The kiss went on and on, both tender and demanding, as he guided her tongue with his in an intimate tango and probed the recesses of her mouth. She could feel her heart thumping in her chest, and a rush of wetness between her legs.
When he finally pulled away, she let out a little whimper of protest.
“I’m going to uncuff you now.” His voice was husky with desire.
“Hell no,” she panted. “Cuff me to the bed.”
She didn’t have to ask twice. He swept her off the floor, tossing her over his shoulder, and crossed the room in three big strides. He cuffed her to the headboard so fast she barely had time to blink.
Then, kneeling above her, he hesitated.
“Are you sure?” he asked her. “I technically have you in my custody. I don’t want to take advantage of you.”
Damn him, did he always have to be such a decent guy?
Frustration and raging need burned through her. “Nobody takes advantage of me unless I want them to. And I really, really want you to. I also really want to see you naked.”
He still hesitated. “Isadora, I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life right now. I just – oh, hell, maybe we both need to get this out of our system.”
“Yeah, we do. That’s it. We’ll get it out of our system.” Would they really? Isadora was suddenly afraid that once wouldn’t be enough. The fire that was burning through her was something that she’d never felt before. She’d had good sex before, sure, but the way Dash had kissed her, so hungry, so tender…
Curse him. Maybe he’d been right. Maybe in the past she’d deliberately provoked him because she was afraid of him and trying to keep him at arm’s length. After a lifetime of her parents telling her that no decent man would ever love her, it was pretty hard to let a decent man get close to her.
He shimmied out of his pants, and she admired his naked body, devouring him with her eyes. His broad muscular chest, with a dusting of brown curls. His flat stomach, with the squares of his six pack carved out in deep relief.
“Look at this. Dash Battle, breaking the rules.” She stretched out on the bed, luxuriating in the scent of his musk, and the sight of his thick, hard phallus pointing straight up at the ceiling.
“I’ll show you some rules,” he growled at her, straddling her.
“Oh yeah? Such as?” she taunted him.
“Well, since I was raised with manners, unlike some people, I have a rule that the lady always has to come first.”
He pushed her sweater up and kissed her stomach. She gasped at the feeling of his warm mouth on her, his tongue dipping to swirl in her navel as he unzipped her pants. She lifted her hips and he pushed her pants down to her knees, his mouth never leaving her.
He moved down lower, sliding down on the bed until he was between her legs. With firm hands, he spread her apart, and ran his tongue along her inner seam. She bit back a whimper as he lapped at her, and at the same time pressed the pad of his thumb against the swollen pearl of her clitoris, and began rubbing.
“You taste like honey,” he groaned appreciatively. He sucked at her hungrily, and she felt hot flashes of pleasure zapping her body.
“Yes,” she hissed. “Like that. Oh, yes.”
He had a stubble of five o clock shadow growing in, and she felt it scraping against her tender flesh, heightening the sensation.
He thrust his tongue right up inside her, and she jerked, letting out a guttural cry of pleasure.
“I’m going to…oh, God…”
He sucked and licked at her, rubbing with his thumb until all the heat in her body rushed to one place, pooling in liquid ecstasy in her groin, and then exploding in a giant tidal wave that flowed to the tips of her fingers and toes. She felt hollowed out, filled with nothing but waves of pleasure that crashed through her as she lay shuddering and moaning helplessly.
“Inside me,” she panted. “Now.” Her voice was pleading, urgent.
He pawed a condom out of his pants pocket, rolling it on in seconds flat. Then he moved faster than thought, his hard cock nudging between her legs. As he thrust inside her, she could still feel her muscles clenching and convulsing from her orgasm. They squeezed and clamped down on his cock.
He pumped inside her, his breath growing harsher and harsher with each thrust.
“I’m going to come right now,” he groaned. “Oh, god. You’re so tight. So wet. I don’t think I can stop myself.”
“Come,” Isadora said. “I want you to. I want to know how much I turn you on.”
“You still have questions?” He moved his hips faster, slamming into her, until he let out a guttural shout of pleasure and she felt his body shuddering with release.
Finally he carefully slid out of her, sliding the condom off, and lay beside her, panting.
“Thank God we got that out of our system.”
“Yeah, we’ll never need to do that again.” Isadora reconsidered this. “Well, maybe once more. Since we’re already here. And we’re naked.”
“Yep. Once more.” He nodded.
She felt a stab of disappointment at the thought that this could be it. She’d never experienced sex like that before; she’d wanted to melt into him and become one with him. What was happening to her? How had she let someone in past the walls she kept around her heart?
He rolled over and kissed her neck, then ran his tongue along the tender curve before nipping at it.
“Oh,” she choked out.
“Or maybe twice more.” He bit her again, and she whimpered aloud. “Mmmm.”
“Or until you can’t walk.” He kissed the spot that he’d just bitten. “Damn it, Isadora, what have you done to me? I actually like you. Well, I might not like you, but I like you. If that makes any sense.”
A strange and powerful sense of relief washed over her. “Yes, it does. I think I like you too. Eww. How did that happen?”
“The power of my mighty phallus. Also I’m good with my mouth.” She started to argue, but he gently bit her neck and wrenched a cry of pleasure.
“You were saying?” he growled. He sounded way too smug and pleased with himself, but he also pushed her shirt up and took her nipple in his mouth, and she forgot to give him grief for it.
She definitely intended to take him down a peg or too, though…right after he’d made her come a few dozen more times.
Chapter Nine
Dash stared at Isadora as she pulled her shirt back on. They hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before. She had no idea what his next move was going to be. She got the idea that he didn’t either.
“What are you looking at?” she asked.
“You. I like looking at you.”
A slow smile spread across her face. She liked the way he was looking at her, with a mixture of affection and possession. “Yeah? What are you thinking about?”
“I’m playing mental movies of last night in my head. Dirty, dirty movies.”
“Dash, I had no idea that you were this much of a perv. I highly approve.”
“Of course you do.” His face went serious again. “Isadora, sooner or later I have to do something – like call the Wardens or bring you back to Timber Valley. This can’t go on forever.”
“I know that, and I also know what a big deal it is that you didn’t hand me over to them right away. I really appreciate it.”
“What are you waiting for? What were you doing breaking into the medical clinic? For the love of God, give me something.”
She paused. “You know how Timber Valley shifters have an especially high rate of mutation?”
He nodded. “Yeah, now that you bring it up. I mean, there are mutations among shifters everywhere, but Timber Valley does have an unusually high rate.”
“Has it ever occurred to you to wonder why?”
“Well, not until you mentioned it. Why would that be?”
She frowned unhappily. “That’s something that certain people are very interested in finding out.”
“Colonel Bradwell?”
Her face wrinkled in distaste. “Hell, no. I’ve already said all that I can, and more than I should. Not everyone in the shifter nation can be trusted; we were reminded of that yesterday. That’s why I can’t say anything more at this point.”