Chapter 29
Chapter
Twenty-Nine
TORIN
I 'm so enthralled by the way she's kissing me back that I don't even realize that she's unsheathed my knife until she's holding it at my throat.
"Go ahead, kitten," I purr. "I'll happily die at your hands."
The cold bite of the steel against my skin sends a shiver down my spine, but it's not from fear. No, the heat building between us is far too intense for that. I gaze into Sable's eyes, seeing the conflict swirling in their depths - the lingering traces of fear and anger warring with a growing, undeniable attraction.
"You're playing a dangerous game, kitten," I murmur, my voice low and husky. "But we both know you don't really want to hurt me."
I lean into the blade ever so slightly, a defiant smirk tugging at my lips. My hands come up to grip her hips, pulling her flush against me despite the weapon at my throat. She can feel the hard planes of my body, the coiled strength barely contained beneath my skin.
"What do you say we put this knife away and focus on more..." I press my hard cock against her so she can feel what she's doing to me. "...pressing matters?" I finish suggestively, my eyes darkening with desire as I hold Sable's gaze. The knife remains pressed to my throat, but neither of us seems concerned about the danger anymore. If anything, the risk only heightens the electric tension crackling between our bodies.
Slowly, deliberately, I raise one hand from her hip to cup her cheek, my thumb brushing over her lower lip. "I can see it in your eyes, kitten. This fight between us... it's turning into something else entirely, isn't it?"
My other hand slides down to the small of her back, pressing her even closer as I roll my hips subtly against hers. Even through the layers of our clothing, she can feel the evidence of my growing arousal.
"I want you, Sable. More than I've wanted anyone in a long time."
I lean in close, my breath hot against her ear as I whisper, "Don't pretend you don't feel it too. This pull between us, it's irresistible."
Sable's breath hitches, her grip on the knife faltering for a moment. Her eyes, once filled with hatred, now smolder with a different kind of heat. "You... you arrogant bastard," she breathes, but there's no real venom in her words. "Do you think you can just... just take what you want?"
Despite her protests, she makes no move to push me away or increase the pressure of the blade. Her body molds against mine, soft curves yielding to hard muscle. "I shouldn't want this. Want you. You kidnapped me, for fuck's sake!"
A dark chuckle rumbles in my chest at her words, my fingers tangling in her hair and tugging her head back slightly to expose the column of her throat. "Shouldn't want it? But you do, kitten. I can practically taste your desire on the air between us."
I lean down, my lips brushing the sensitive skin of her neck as I speak, my voice a low, seductive growl. "As for kidnapping you... maybe this was fate's way of bringing us together. Of giving us a chance to explore this fire burning between us."
My free hand roams her curves possessively, mapping out the dips and swells of her body through her clothes. "Give in to it, kitten. Let yourself feel good. I promise I'll make it worth your while."
Sable's resolve wavers, a shudder running through her body at the feeling of my lips on her neck and my hands on her curves. The knife slips from her fingers, clattering onto the snowy ground forgotten.
"No... we can't..." she whimpers, even as her hands fist in my shirt, pulling me closer instead of pushing me away. "This is wrong. Insane."
But her actions betray her words, her hips rocking subtly against mine, seeking friction. I grin wolfishly, sensing her surrender approaching.
"Wrong? Maybe. But it feels so right, doesn't it kitten?" I capture her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her protests. My tongue delves into her mouth, claiming her, tasting her sweet essence.
When I finally break away, we're both breathing heavily.
Sable suddenly breaks away from me, a mischievous glint in her eye despite the lingering heat of our encounter. She takes a step back, a coy smile playing at her lips.
"You want me, big boy? Then come and get me," she purrs, her voice dripping with challenge and barely restrained excitement. With that, she turns and starts to run, her laughter echoing through the forest.
I stand there for a moment, stunned by her sudden change of heart. But then a slow, predatory grin spreads across my face. Oh, she has no idea what she's just unleashed.
Concentrating, I feel the familiar tingling sensation as I begin to shift.
A deep, rumbling growl builds in my chest, vibrating through the very earth beneath my paws. The hunt is on, and I intend to catch my prey. With powerful haunches, I launch myself forward, bounding after her with supernatural speed and agility.
The forest blurs around me as I give chase, my keen senses locked onto her scent. Every snap of a twig underfoot, every rustle of leaves guides me closer to her. I can hear her ragged breaths, smell the adrenaline pumping through her veins.
My heart pounds in my ears as I stalk through the forest, the thrill of the hunt coursing through my veins. Her scent fills my nostrils, guiding me ever closer. I can hear her footsteps ahead, her breath coming in short, excited gasps.
A low growl rumbles in my chest as I round a bend, catching sight of her lithe form darting between the trees. She glances back over her shoulder, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and exhilaration. The sight sends a jolt of pure, primal desire straight to my core.
I put on a burst of speed, my powerful muscles propelling me forward. Closer now, I can see the way her chest heaves, the flush of exertion on her cheeks. She's tiring, slowing down almost imperceptibly. Almost within reach...
I'm gaining on her rapidly now, my larger strides eating up the distance between us. She risks another glance back and sees me closing in, mere feet away. A startled yelp escapes her as she stumbles slightly, momentarily losing her footing .
Seizing my chance, I lunge forward with a mighty leap. My paws outstretched, I wrap them gently but firmly around her waist, tackling her to the soft forest floor in a tangle of limbs. We roll together, a mess of flailing arms and legs until I end up pinning her beneath me, my much larger frame easily overwhelming hers.
For a long moment we simply stare at each other, chests heaving, hearts pounding. The air crackles with tension, with the promise of something wild and untameable.
Slowly, deliberately, I shift back to my human form above her, never breaking eye contact. My skin ripples and changes, fur receding as muscle and bone re-form. When the transformation is complete, I'm left straddling her hips, naked and flushed with exertion and arousal.
"Caught you," I murmur, my voice a low, satisfied rumble. One hand comes up to cup her cheek, thumb brushing over her lower lip. "What happens now, kitten? Now that I've caught my prey?"
My other hand trails down her side, over the curve of her hip, coming to rest possessively on her thigh. I lean in close, my breath hot against the shell of her ear as I whisper, "I hope you're ready for the consequences of challenging me like this. Because now that I have you..."
I crush my lips against hers in a bruising kiss, pouring all my pent-up frustration and desire into the heated embrace. She kisses me back just as fiercely, nipping at my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. The coppery taste mingles with our shared saliva.
"Fuck, you infuriate me," I snarl against her mouth, my hands fisting in her hair. "Running from me, teasing me... You're just asking for it."
I tear at her clothes impatiently, buttons flying everywhere as I expose her creamy skin to the cool night air. Sable arches into my touch, a breathy moan escaping her lips. The sound inflames me further, stoking the flames of my lust.
"I'm going to ruin you for anyone else," I vow darkly, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips.
She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me impossibly closer. Her hips buck up against mine, seeking friction.
"You think you can handle me? Prove it then! Fuck me like you mean it, you arrogant bastard!"
Her words are laced with venom, but her body betrays her true desire. She's so wet already, her arousal coating her inner thighs.
I know she's inexperienced, but fuck if I can't hold myself back. I want to fuck her and she's begging me to.
My kitten.
She wants me.
My cock.
To be the first one inside of her.
Fuck.
"Are you sure?" I ask her through gritted teeth.
"Just shut up and do it already," she says.
But then I realize something. I can feel it through my powers. The binding on her wrist. It's pulsing with power and I know that I can't take this from her, no matter how much my kitten begs me to.
I force myself to pull back from that sweet pussy of hers and I can see the anger flash clear across her face.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
"I can't, kitten. I'm not sure I'm the right one to take that from you."
She's about to argue, I can see it all over her face. She's so beautiful when her temper is all hot like this.
"How about you ride my face instead and come all over my tongue? "
Sable's eyes widen at my suggestion, a deep blush spreading across her cheeks despite the chill in the air. For a moment, she seems torn between indignation and reluctant arousal. Then, slowly, a wicked grin spreads across her face.
"You're such a dirty old man," she taunts, even as she shifts to straddle my chest. "Fine, if that's what it takes to get some relief..."
She positions herself above my face, her dripping folds mere inches from my mouth. The scent of her arousal fills my nostrils, making my head spin with desire. Without warning, she lowers herself onto my waiting tongue, a sharp gasp escaping her lips.
"Oh fuck..." My kitten moans, grinding against my mouth. Her hands fist in my hair, holding me in place as she rides my face with increasing fervor.
I groan against her slick heat, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her core. My tongue delves deep, lapping at her essence as I savor her unique flavor. She tastes divine - sweet and tangy, with an underlying musk that's uniquely her.
Sable rocks her hips, coating my chin and cheeks with her juices as she chases her pleasure. Her thighs tremble on either side of my head, the muscles taut with tension. I can feel her walls fluttering around my invading tongue, growing tighter by the second.
"That's it, kitten," I growl, the words muffled against her sensitive flesh. "Use my mouth. Take what you need."
I seal my lips around her clit and suck hard, flicking the swollen bud rapidly with the tip of my tongue.
Sable throws her head back with a sharp cry, her fingers tightening almost painfully in my hair as her orgasm crashes over her. Her hips jerk erratically, grinding down against my mouth as wave after wave of pleasure wracks her small frame.
"Torin!" she keens, my name falling from her lips like a prayer and a curse all at once. Her release floods my mouth and chin, the taste of her ecstasy exploding across my tongue.
As the aftershocks subside, Sable slumps forward, bracing her hands on the ground above me. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, a fine sheen of sweat glistening on her skin despite our snowy surroundings. Slowly, she lifts herself off my face, collapsing beside me in the snow.
For a long moment, neither of us speak.
"You're an asshole," she says. "For leaving me a virgin."
I chuckle darkly, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "Careful, kitten. Insults like that might earn you a spanking."
Rolling onto my side, I prop myself up on one elbow, looming over Sable's prone form. My free hand traces idle patterns along her hip and thigh, fingertips dipping teasingly close to her still-sensitive core.
"But you're right. I am an asshole. A selfish, controlling, dominant asshole who wanted your first time to be perfect." My voice drops to a low rumble, eyes boring into hers with fierce intensity. "I didn't want to rush it, kitten. Didn't want to take something so precious in a moment of heated lust."
Leaning down, I capture her lips in a searing kiss, letting her taste herself on my tongue.
My hand slides higher, cupping her breast and kneading the soft flesh. I roll her nipple between my fingers, pinching and tugging until it pebbles under my touch.
"I'm far from done with you, kitten. In time, all you'll know is the feeling of my cock buried inside you, claiming you, owning you completely."
She smacks my hand away from her chest and grins. "Lost your chance." She rolls away and grabs her scattered clothing, not bothering to put it on. "Now shift back into a cat so I can ride again. "
I grin wickedly and she rolls her eyes. "Not like that, you perv. So I can ride you back home. I want to feel the wind against my skin."
Home.
She said the word.
My kitten wants me to take her home.