8. Kane
“Fuuuck,” I moan into her mouth.
My fingers slide back inside Kate, slipping through her dripping pussy lips like it’s a favorite pastime or maybe a newfound pleasure. It sure beats them being wrapped around my dick, that’s for sure.
My eyes flick from Kate’s one minute then down to her pulsing core the next. Breaking our kiss, I’m not able to keep myself from enjoying both beautiful views. There is nothing about her that’s anything like any other woman I’ve ever been with. It’s a fact I love more than I care to admit. It’s why I’ve never allowed myself to indulge in another shifter or any other supernatural creature before now.
There’s a gnawing feeling somewhere inside me that wants to give her everything. It’s not just my wolf either. He’s already on board with making Kate ours, but my head is at war, which is why I keep shoving everything it’s telling me back to the furthest part those thoughts will go. Nothing will stop me from making her come, not even me, no matter if I know this can only end in a goddamned disaster. I’ll have to live with the shame and guilt that she isn’t my mate when that’s precisely who I wish she were.
It just won’t be tonight.
No, tonight I’m going to give her just as much as I plan to take, if not more. I want her to own every cell in my body, every organ, all the bones that make up my humanity and my animal. For tonight, we’re hers, and if she’ll give us her and that sexy wolf of hers, then we’ll greedily accept and enjoy every second with them.
Slipping two fingers from inside her, I run the slick pads of my digits to her clit as I flick my eyes back to hers, finding them at half-mast.
“Kane.” A whimper slips from her beautiful mouth. “I need more. I’m so hot. I’m burning up.”
Grabbing her by the hips, I yank her body off the counter and fuse her to my front. Flipping us around, I slam her back against the stainless-steel refrigerator as something in the back of my head tickles the forefront of my brain, but her scent is making me too feral to care what it is.
Hoisting her ass up the front with my palms, I grip her tighter, and when her pussy is at mouth level, I dive forward, licking, sucking, biting, and trying to swallow everything her body is willingly giving me.
“When I said more, I meant your dick. I want your cock, Kane.”
Pausing, I flick my eyes to hers. Kate’s hands are braced on the two front corners of the top of the fridge. Her gray eyes pop open.
“Are my tongue and mouth lacking, baby?”
“Fuck, no,” she declares.
“Then until you come on my demand, on my tongue, you don’t get my dick.” I growl against her opening.
Her head falls back to her shoulders as the muscle in my mouth sinks back inside her body. Her core feels like a coat of lava around me, squeezing and wanting more of what I’m giving her. As if my beast knows when to please her, my claws elongate and press into the meat of her ass cheeks and hips without me forcing them to change.
She tastes sweeter than any fruit that’s ever graced my tongue. Kate is most certainly richer than any dessert I’ve ever eaten.
Kate bucks her hips, fucking my face with each powerful thrust forward. Her skin feels feverish to the touch. Sweat beads down her torso, the liquid disappearing into my hairline from where my forehead is pressed against her belly.
“Come my fierce wolf. Come for me,” I demand as I lift my head as much as I can without taking my mouth away from her, and without doing it with purpose, I know my alpha eyes are shining right up at her.
Locking her jaw, she grits her teeth and slams her eyes closed. I up the force my tongue is building inside her. She wouldn’t be Kate if she didn’t try to hold back. There’s no doubt in my mind that my alpha abilities do not work on her. They only affect other supernatural creatures within my pack. It’s impossible for me to force her to come using my dominance as the leader of the Bloodmoon pack.
She shakes her head. Then one hand slips, bringing her elbow down to the surface of the fridge. Her muscles tighten, constricting around me to capture my meaty tongue, capturing me in a similar way that I have her.
The claw on my thumb retracts back into my finger, making the corners of my lips tip upward. Knowing my wolf has his own ideas, I slip my tongue from inside Kate, licking her until I meet her clit, then I jut my digit into her with so much force, the pain in my balls intensifies as my dick pulses.
If I don’t enter her soon, I’m going to wash my kitchen with cum.
A moan seeps through Kate’s lips, and when she can’t hold back any longer, her bottom lip drops then panting ensues, causing the most erotic tingles to glide down my spine in a slow path.
I can feel her abdominal muscles tighten against my forehead while her pussy tries to suck my finger deep inside her hot walls.
Her head once again tips backward, falling to her shoulder. Then she comes, screaming my name. The ceiling seems to light up in an orange glow, but I know it’s nothing more than the clouds slipping away to reveal the Lunar moon I knew was coming tonight.
It’s said my pack is more vulnerable during blood moons. Until tonight I didn’t believe that theory. I always saw strength in a full moon—a lunar moon even more. But tonight, I let myself succumb to want and need. To a desire I’ve had for years, and in this moment, I’m not so sure I’d change the outcome of this. Of Kate showing up last night at Ash’s bar. Trez’s fate aside, I’m glad she’s here.
Pulling my tongue back into my mouth, I retract the rest of my claws from her flesh and remove my thumb. Lowering my forearms, I slide Kate’s back down the front of the refrigerator until her sweaty, beautiful face is in front of me. Her chest heaves, but her gray eyes lock on mine, holding them hostage.
I still wish they were a different color, her blonde hair black, even if she’s somehow dyed parts of it darker. I’d noticed last night but never got a chance to say anything. She’s always had shimmering white-blonde locks, but it’s as if her blonde is dull and the undergrowth, close to her roots, is darker.
Not wanting to think about mates or wanting a woman who’ll never be the one whom fate deemed mine, I smash my lips to hers. If she’s put off by tasting herself, she doesn’t show it. She kisses me back with as much brute force as I’m giving her.
How is she not my match is the question I should be shouting to the unknown. Kate handles my strength like it’s no big deal. Like she was born for everything I have to offer.
Dropping her feet to the floor, I rear back, releasing my hold on her. “My bed. Now!”