5. Vibrations, Peens, & Pajamas
Chapter five
Vibrations, Peens, it’s a heady combination.
He puts his hand on the outside of my thigh and we just ride, heading to the outskirts of town.
Turning his head back towards me he asks, “How do you feel?”
“A-freaking-mazing!” I yell back, laughing in glee.
He chuckles and picks up speed. When he does, the vibration of the bike really gets going.
Hot mate? Check.
Sexy abs? Check.
Vibrating bike? Check.
Going to have to change my panties when I get home? Check.
Hopefully the wind is blowing the smell of my desire backwards, otherwise, he’s going to know exactly what’s happening back here. Though he might already, based on the way he’s caressing the outside of my thigh.
This is heaven and I feel more at peace than I have in a long time, even with the danger I’m facing. Emmett was right this morning. It is time to let go and let someone in. Mate bonds are weird with the whole insta love thing, but I must admit, riding with Kadi on his bike, him touching me, it all feels pretty good. Like things were always supposed to be this way. Closing my eyes. I rest my head on his back and just take in the moment, feeling a little piece of my broken heart reattach itself.
Pulling back up to the shop, we get off the bike and I run around in a circle with my hands out.
“That was amazing!” I yell, laughing like a lunatic.
Kadi smiles and comes over to take my helmet off. He’s such a gentleman. Putting my hair up for me, the helmet, the ride.
Looking up into his eyes, I lean up on my tip toes and press my lips against his. Groaning, he pulls me to him and kisses me back like he's starving for me.
Holy shit.
Pulling away reluctantly, I clear my throat. My voice is husky when it comes out. “Maybe we should go upstairs and take this off the street?”
He looks at me as if he’s trying to read what I’m thinking. I let the desire show in my eyes and I see his nostrils flare as he catches my scent. He slowly nods and takes the helmet to the bike to strap it down. Grabbing my hand, he leads us back up the stairs to my apartment and I unlock the door.
“Do you want something to drink?” I ask when we get inside. “I’ve got wine, whiskey, Mt. Dew, and bottled water.”
“I’ll take a shot of whiskey with an ice cube,” he says.
Pouring myself a glass of wine, I take a small sip and make his glass. Handing it to him, I set my glass down on the coffee table. “I’m going to change real quick. I hate being in regular clothes when I’m at home,” I say with a laugh.
Nodding, he takes a sip of his whiskey and leans back against the cushions, spreading one of his arms over the back.
I head down the hall to my room. Walking over to my dresser I pull out a set of pajamas. Well, I mean, technically that's what they are. In reality, it’s a very skimpy camisole and a very, very short set of bottoms. Not really more than underwear. Judging by the way he reacted when he saw me at the door earlier, this will be right up his alley.
They are my favorites. It’s a pale turquoise color with white lace trim. Cotton, but thin. I change into them, forgoing panties. I’m not going to need them anyway. Taking down my hair, I give it a good brushing. It didn’t get too tangled on the ride thanks to Kadi braiding and tucking it. With his long hair, I’m sure he’s figured out all the tricks.
Standing in front of the mirror, I check myself over. I’m a little flushed from the ride and the excitement. Okay, here I go. Something tells me this is all about to change my whole life. I step into my slippers and head out to the living room.
Kadi is still where I left him, but he took off his cut and hung it on the hook by the door. My eyes are drawn to it and how good it looks hanging there. Like it’s one of the things that has always been missing. Licking my lips, I look back over at Kadi.
He’s staring at me pretty intensely. “Little Lioness, what are those?” He points at my pajamas.
“Pajamas?”
Standing, he stalks over to me and stares down like he’s trying to see into my soul.
“Those are not pajamas. Those are a temptation that I’m finding very hard to avoid.”
“You’re not supposed to avoid it,” I say, a little breathless at how close he is.
“I know the mate bond is pressing, but I don’t want you to move too fast if it isn’t what you want,” he says.
Is it too fast? Oh, a hundred percent. But I still feel ready to let go of the past and move on. This is my mate. I feel totally secure in it. So, I reach up and cup my hand around his cheek. “I’m ready.”
Grabbing me, He lifts me, and I wrap my legs around him. Trailing kisses down my neck and collarbone he walks us to my bedroom. Did he sniff his way to the right room? Laying me down on the bed he just stares at me like he’s memorizing every curve and dip of my body.
Slowly, he removes his shirt and my mouth goes dry. Thank you, Goddess, for giving me this beautiful man . He’s covered in tattoos. The emblem of the MC is directly in the middle of his chest. He also has a lion with the wrath symbol on its nose and the rays of the sun peeking out from behind.
On his arms are two other lions with the Sahara in the background. One staring out, the other with its mouth open as if it’s roaring. I wonder for a moment if they are both him, or one for him and Ethan. Wait, why am I even thinking it might be Ethan? Why am I even thinking about Ethan at all right now? The jerk.
Clearing my mind, I look at the rest of his tattoos. Scales of justice on one hand, a crown on the other, and the words “Mahes” across the fingers and thumb of his right hand, and “Wrath” across the left.
Lions of Wrath.
Thinking of that makes me shiver. These are not nice men. Yes, they are protectors, but they are known for their viciousness when taking down supernaturals who have broken the law. They aren’t the actual police and aren’t restricted by their rules. They live by their own code. The hands that are now gently caressing me are covered, metaphorically, in blood, and gunpowder if the rumors of their gun running are true.
It should scare me, right? It doesn’t though. It makes me feel safe. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that those hands will kill for me if necessary. Hopefully it never comes to that, but here we are, already, with him having to be here to guard me against whatever is happening.
Kneeling in front of me, he takes those hands and runs them up my calves and to my thighs, spreading them even farther. Closing his eyes, he runs his nose right up the seam of my pussy, inhaling deeply. Oh. My. Goddess.
“You smell so fucking good, Little Lioness,” he growls.
He pulls my bottoms off and begins lapping at me, like a cat licking cream. Thrusting my fingers into his hair, I remove it from the bun, digging my fingers in and using it to pull him closer to me. He growls against me, the vibration of it making me moan loudly.
I feel his finger enter me. His hands are pretty big, but I am so wet that my pussy just sucks his finger inside. He adds another, groaning when I tighten around them. Curling them upwards, he strokes my g-spot as I start writhing against him.
“That’s right, my Little Lioness, come for me. You can do it. You’re going to need to be ready for me.”
Oh Goddess, the way he’s moving his fingers inside of me has me seeing stars. I’m gripping his hair so hard I don’t know how I’m not pulling it out. It’s like he has magic fingers because before I know it, he pulls the best orgasm I have ever had in my life from me.
He stands and takes his pants off. Oh, commando, huh? Then I get a look at his cock.
What. The. Fuck.
It’s thick and long. But that isn’t what has me clutching my pearls. The head has little tiny…what looks like…barbs all over it.
He fists himself and looks at me as if he thinks I might run away. I can’t lie, I don’t really know what to do with that.
“They won’t hurt you. But it is something that crosses over from being a lion shifter. An actual lion has sharper barbs. These are blunt, but once I come, I’ll be locked inside of you until they go down,” he says sheepishly.
I kneel in front of him to get a better look and he sucks in his breath when I reach out to touch one. As I run my fingers over the tops of them, I realize that not only are they not going to hurt, I think they are going to feel pretty good.
“Well, at least now I know why you said I was going to have to be ready,” I say with a laugh.
“You’re killing me Little Lioness, let me inside you,” he says.
I really want to see what these feel like before I go any further, so I just put him in my mouth. He instantly grabs my hair with a moan. He said he wanted to be inside me, but he wasn’t specific about where.
The barbs feel soft in my mouth but as I pull off, I can feel them moving to grab my lips. Oh, this is going to feel so good.
“Shasta, I’m not very patient,” he growls. “You’re going to be mine, right now.”
Lifting me to my feet, he pulls my top off, picks me up, and slides himself into me in one deep thrust.
He starts thrusting into me and as he pulls out, I can feel the barbs inside me grabbing at my walls. It feels so good.
“Oh, my Goddess, Kadi. That feels amazing,” I moan as he continues lifting me in time to his thrusts.
Moving us over to the bed, he falls onto his back. When we land, it pushes him up inside of me to the hilt. Grunting, I grind down on him.
“Oh Gods, Shasta, take me like a good girl, you can do it,” he reaches in between us and starts rubbing my clit. His arm muscles flex and roll as he uses his fingers to bring me even closer to release. “Your pussy is choking me. Come on my cock, Little Lioness. Give it to me.”
Clamping down, I ride harder, pushing my hips back and forth, instead of up and down. I can feel him deep inside me and I slowly feel myself hurtling towards my release. I moan, and reach up to play with my nipples, giving them a good twist. My pussy clenches hard as Kadi hits that sweet spot.
“Shasta, I’m going to bite you, so if you aren’t ready you need to tell me now. I can’t help it. Your pussy feels so good tightening on me that I’m about to blow like it's my first time,” he groans.
I nod my head yes.
“I need your words, Shasta.”
“Yes, Kadi. You can mark me,” I say breathlessly.
I can feel his barbs swelling inside of me and all it does is make the friction so much better. Shaking, I continue moving and Kadi sits up, holding the back of my head as he tilts it to the side. He licks a long trail down my neck and then bites down, breaking the skin. The bond on his side finishes clicking into place and I can feel that he’s about to lose it just like me. It feels like electricity crawling under my skin as waves of pleasure envelop my body.
I moan again, gritting my teeth, and before I know it, we are both slamming into our release together. Kadi roars and I feel his cum coat my insides as the barbs lock in. Shuddering, I come harder than I ever have in my life, feeling a wet puddle forming underneath me.
Breathing heavily, we both just sit exactly how we are, neither of us caring about the mess. We can’t move anyway until Kadi can get his barbs to unlock.
He whispers in my ear, “Hello, mate,” as he presses soft kisses to my cheek and temple. Feeling something inside of me loosen at his words, I sigh deeply and rest my head on his shoulder.
“Hello, mate,” I say back to him as I fall asleep right there.