Forbidden Seduction

by R. L. Kenderson

  He’d expected some resistance from her or for her to ask him to slow down, but once finished with her buttons, she pulled her shirt off her shoulders and went straight for his pants.

  She didn’t coyly reach inside. She just pushed his jeans off his hips and grabbed his cock with her whole fist.

  “Jesus,” he cried out.

  Demi dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth.

  Holy fuck.

  This woman didn’t mess around. Maybe he’d misjudged her.

  Her mouth was warm and wet, and she knew just the right amount of suction to give. She licked around the area where his barbs would emerge when he came, and his knees almost gave out.

  Saxon grabbed on to her hair with both hands and held her head still as he pushed his dick in and out of her mouth. A lot of females hated when he fucked their faces, but Demi moaned around him, and her scent got stronger. She was fucking hot for it.

  He could do this all night, but he wasn’t completely selfish. He pulled her to a standing position and pushed her back against the bed.

  She flopped back and laughed. “Fuck me like you fucked my mouth.”

  “A little antsy, aren’t we?”

  She kicked off her underwear and rotated her pelvis. “You have no idea. Now, get inside me.”

  Saxon chuckled as he went to his nightstand and grabbed a condom. As he walked back to the foot of the bed, he opened the wrapper and began to slide it on.

  Demi smacked the thing out of his hand, and Saxon was momentarily shocked.

  “No condom.”

  He studied her. She looked very serious about this.

  He put a knee on the bed, bent down between her knees, and put his nose at the bottom of her thigh. He inhaled her scent as he skimmed his nose up her leg to her crotch. He pushed a finger inside her, coating it with her wetness, and then licked his digit clean just to be sure. She wasn’t fertile and therefore not trying to get pregnant. And, since he hated condoms anyway and couldn’t catch any STDs, it was a win for him.

  He straightened and leaned over her. “Are you sure?”

  “Yes,” she hissed. “Now, fuck me already.”

  Saxon chuckled and thrust his cock into her.

  “Oh shit,” Demi cried out as Saxon’s huge cock filled her up and then some.

  She’d been so afraid he’d tell her they were going to have sex with a condom, or they weren’t going to have sex at all.

  She probably would have cried because she’d have to go back to the club and start all over.

  Because it wasn’t just sex she needed. She needed his seed. Despite taking the pill to prevent any pregnancy, her stupid shifter DNA set out to do that every damn month since she’d turned seventeen. And it knew the way to get her pregnant was for a man to come inside her, so that was what she needed from Saxon to feel normal again and not like a sex-crazed lunatic.

  Demi wrapped her legs around his hips, lifting her pelvis off the bed. In all of her years of having sex, she’d never slept with a shifter. She had a feeling she was going to enjoy every minute of it.

  Saxon grabbed her legs and unwrapped them from his waist. He put them in front of him and draped them over his shoulders. He pounded into her while he held her body for his taking. Her bottom was still hovering over the bed, making his cock go inside her pussy at an angle that stroked her G-spot.

  She was almost afraid to let herself enjoy the feeling. No human had ever been able to thrust long enough to get her off that way, and if she didn’t have an orgasm, she was going to be miserable for some time.

  Saxon bent her knees and pushed her legs wide, and then he leaned over and touched his nose to hers.

  “Quit holding back. You wanted me to fuck you. Let me fuck you already.”

  She gasped. How the hell did he know?

  Saxon grinned and bit her lip, and then he pounded into her again. She grabbed on to his back and dug her nails in as she felt her orgasm getting closer.

  “Please don’t stop,” she practically sobbed in his ear. “I’m going to come. Please don’t stop.”

  She was incredibly wet, and their bodies made noise every time he slammed into her. She felt her orgasm was just around the bend, and she tightened her internal muscles to help it along.

  “Fuck me,” Saxon said. “You keep that up, and I might not last long.”

  And that was what sent her over the edge. The power she had to make this strong male come, too.

  A sweeping, white-hot tingling started from her head and traveled down to her toes. She hadn’t climaxed this hard in forever. Her legs shook, and her back arched. Saxon held on, keeping his dick inside her as her body convulsed. He thrust a few more times and bit down on her shoulder before coming inside her.

  It was like the icing on the proverbial cake, and Demi decided that, if she died from sex, it wouldn’t be a bad way to go. Despite his cum being warm, it left a cooling sensation in her, and she knew her body would be satisfied for another month.

  Saxon rolled over, pulling her on top of him. She knew about the barbs from her grandmother’s crash course in biology and suspected that Saxon didn’t want to pull out until his subsided. She was extremely curious, but she couldn’t let him know that she knew he was a shifter. It would lead to too many questions, so she clenched her muscles around him.

  He groaned. “What the hell?”

  She laughed. “Sorry. I just wanted to feel you inside me.”

  Saxon groaned again and threw a forearm over his eyes. “Fuck me.”

  “What?”

  He pulled his arm away and looked down at her. “I was going to kick you out after this, but now, I might need to fuck you again.”

  She tightened her muscles again and moaned. “Would that be so bad?”

  Saxon lifted her chin and kissed her. “Normally, I’d say yes, but tonight, I’m going to go with no.”

  Chapter 3

  One Month Later

  Saxon looked around Club Seduction for no one in particular.

  Ha, his brain mocked him. That was a lie.

  He was there for Demi.

  One month ago, he’d awoken the next morning to find her gone without a note or anything else to say she’d been there, except for her scent on his sheets and skin.

  He’d meant to kick her out after they had sex for the third time, but he’d fallen asleep. Amateur move. If he let females sleep over, they often thought he wanted more than one night. And that always ended up being more trouble than it was worth.

  But Demi hadn’t been cooking him breakfast in his kitchen or pretending to be asleep when, in reality, she’d gone to the bathroom and brushed her teeth and put on her makeup. She hadn’t even left him a note to call her. Not even a note to say she’d had a good time.

  He’d woken up with the biggest grin on his face, thinking he’d won the one-night-stand lottery.

  Except he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her. To be clear, he couldn’t stop thinking about fucking her again. He didn’t want to mate with the woman or anything.

  But he had been coming every Friday for the last four weeks, hoping to see her again. The fact that he hadn’t only made him want her more.

  He threw back the beer he’d been nursing, and as it was now warm, he tossed the bottle in the nearby garbage. He’d been there long enough, and he was getting tired.

  He headed for the door when he bumped into someone as he tried to get around a group of people blocking the walkway.

  “Excuse me,” he said to the female.

  She turned around and smiled when she saw him. “Well, hello there.”

  Saxon smiled politely. “Hello.” He tried to move past her.

  The woman put her hands on his chest. “Where are you going so fast?”

  He didn’t want to deal with this right now. He looked up and away from the lady.

  And he spotted Demi, coming through the front door.

  He grinned and turned back to the female in front of him. “See that woman over
there?” he said, pointing to Demi. “That’s where I’m headed so fast.”

  He squeezed past the woman with his eyes on Demi.

  She didn’t see him until he was close, and when she looked up, her eyes widened, and she stopped in her tracks.

  “I’m out of here. You comin’?” he said as he approached her.

  She nodded, and he took her elbow and spun her around.

  “Let’s go then.”

  Saxon took her back to his place and straight to his bed. He fucked her twice before falling asleep.

  When he woke up in the morning, he was alone again, leaving him wearing nothing but a grin.

  Another Month Later

  Demi walked into Club Seduction, hoping that Saxon would take her with him right away again.

  It had saved her so much time. They’d already had sex. She didn’t have to worry about condoms. And he fucked her good.

  But, tonight, he wasn’t there. At least, not near the entrance.

  She sighed and headed further into the club. She made her away around, not finding Saxon anywhere. Disappointed, she took a deep breath and set out to look for someone else.

  She did another round, this time looking for someone to take Saxon’s place.

  Of course, when she was looking for someone else was when she found him. He was at the bar, talking to another guy. As she strode toward the two men, the bartender set down two shots in front of them.

  Demi pushed her way between them, picked up Saxon’s shot, and downed it. She turned and faced him, raising an eyebrow.

  “Sorry, man, I gotta go,” Saxon said to his friend.

  “You just got here.”

  Saxon shrugged. “Sorry.” He put his arm around Demi and led her out of the club.

  He took her back to his place and screwed her against the door, on his bed, and in the shower. They both fell asleep, but she thankfully woke two hours later.

  Using every stealth skill her grandmother had taught her, she quickly but quietly got dressed and left. She went home, fell onto her bed, and slept like someone whose body was completely satisfied.

  One More Month Later

  Something was going on at Club Seduction tonight because it was busier than usual, which was good for Demi since Saxon wasn’t there. She’d checked already. Twice.

  She found a group of single guys and picked one to take out onto the dance floor. Her need was catching up to her, but after three months of being satisfied by the same man, she needed to vet any potential one-night stands with a little dancing.

  The guy started grinding into her, and his friend followed and started doing the same thing behind her. Demi smiled. She’d never had a threesome, but she was open to trying new things.

  Unfortunately, neither of them was the best dancer, and all she could think was that she’d be seriously disappointed in bed, too. Still, she didn’t immediately push them away. She gave them a couple of songs because she enjoyed dancing, too.

  She was laughing at a dance move the guy in front of her was doing when her need spiked.

  What the hell? She’d never experienced something like this before.

  Almost as if she’d entered another dimension, Saxon appeared before her. She knew it was just the spotlights, but he looked like he had a halo surrounding him, and her pelvis clenched.

  She pushed back the guy who was behind her and jumped into Saxon’s arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and whispered in his ear, “I don’t think I can make it to your place.”

  Saxon carried her off the dance floor to the back of the club and outside. “Fuck, you smell amazing.”

  Some guy was taking out the garbage, but both of them ignored him. Saxon pushed her up against the wall and took her mouth as he pushed up her skirt, pulled her underwear aside, and pushed two fingers into her.

  He growled—a real animal growl—and her cat responded. Being only half-shifter, she didn’t often feel her primitive side, but her cat liked the male cat in front of her.

  Demi went for his fly, wanting him inside her, as Saxon tore his mouth away.

  “Damn, you suddenly smell…” He grinned and shook his head. “Never mind.” He pushed her hand away, pulled his cock out, and pushed it inside her.

  She sank her nails into his back at his entrance. “Oh, yes. Please, I want it.”

  Saxon withdrew and thrust inside her again. “More?”

  “Yes.”

  She tightened her grip, and Saxon seemed to be done with taking it slow.

  Her body practically molded to the wall behind her as Saxon pounded into her. She held on tight, letting him take her until he exploded inside her. Her body, happy with the gift he had given her, came, too, her eyes drifting shut until it subsided.

  “Demi?”

  She slowly peeked her eyes open. “Yeah?”

  “Can you take your nails out of my back, baby?”

  She smiled. “Oh, yeah. Sorry about that.” When she pulled her hands away, she saw the tips of her fingers had cat claws, not human fingernails.

  She gasped. She had never shifted. Not even a partial shift like this.

  “What’s wrong?”

  She turned her attention to Saxon as she watched her fingers shift back to normal in her peripheral vision. “I made you bleed.”

  He smirked. “Don’t worry about it. I’m a fast healer.”

  His barbs receded, and he slowly pulled himself from her body. In the dim light over the back door, she watched him tuck his still-hard cock in his pants while she straightened her clothes.

  When they both looked presentable again, he put a hand next to her head and looked down at her. “You still coming home with me?”

  “Why don’t you come home with me this time?”

  Saxon raised an eyebrow. “You sure?”

  What are you doing, Demi? You cannot invite this shifter back to your home. You’re already risking him finding out what you are. I forbid it. Have I taught you nothing?

  Demi ignored the voice of her grandmother in her head and answered, “Yes.”

  The following morning, after Saxon woke to find himself in Demi’s bed and not freaking out about it, he got dressed. Demi was still sleeping. He planned to walk out like she always did with him, but something stopped him.

  He turned around and sat on the bed. “Demi?” He shook her awake.

  “Yeah?” she said with her eyes still closed.

  “Where’s your phone?”

  “Probably in my purse.”

  Saxon went out to the living room and found the purse on the floor. He opened it, pulled out Demi’s phone, and took it back to her.

  “Unlock it for me.”

  That got her eyes to open. “Why?”

  “I’m going to give you my number.”

  She studied him for a few seconds. Then, she unlocked it and handed it over.

  He quickly saved his info in her Contacts and gave it back to her. “If you ever run into trouble, you can call me anytime.”

  Her eyebrows rose. “What kind of trouble am I going to get into?”

  He chuckled and shook his head. “I have no idea. All I know is that a voice told me to give you my number. I think it’s my protective instincts. And I don’t ignore my instincts.” Why he was having them for a human, he didn’t know, but he didn’t fight it.

  “You have protective instincts?”

  He laughed and stood. “You’d be surprised.” He smacked her on the butt because kissing her after giving out his number would give her the wrong idea. “See ya in a month, babe.”

  Chapter 4

  A couple of hours later, Demi was pouring herself another cup of coffee when her front door opened, and her longest and best friend, Siya, breezed through the door, her long, straight black hair trailing behind her.

  “Are you ready to go—” Siya stopped when she saw Demi and wrinkled her nose. “Did you just get up?”

  “About twenty minutes ago, yes.” Demi took a sip of her coffee. “Where are we going again?”
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  “The farmers market.”

  “That’s right.” Her brain was still half-asleep. “Give me forty-five minutes.” Demi carried her coffee toward her room.

  Siya laughed behind her. “You look like you have sex hair.”

  Demi stopped and touched the back of her head. It felt like a rat’s nest back there. She winced. It was going to be a bitch to comb out.

  “Wait a second…” her best friend said suspiciously.

  Demi put the most innocent look on her face and turned. “Yes?”

  “You have sex hair, and you’re in your PJs. Did you let a guy come to your house?” She knew Demi too well.

  She rolled her eyes. “Yes. But it’s not a big deal.”

  Siya put her hands on her hips. “The hell it isn’t. You don’t let anyone stay over.” She dropped her hand and gasped. “Is it the same guy you’ve had sex with the last three months?”

  “Yes.” Demi turned and headed back to her room.

  Siya’s steps sounded behind her. “You need to tell me more about this Saxon guy. You’ve had sex with him four times, and you brought him home. Are you thinking of having sex with him more than once a month?” She knew all about Demi’s sex affliction.

  “No,” Demi said as she walked into her room. “He is not the boyfriend type.”

  Siya jumped on Demi’s bed and lay down. “That sucks.”

  Demi lifted a shoulder. “Nah, I’m good with being single.”

  It wasn’t that she’d never been in a relationship, but it was easier not to be. It always got too hard to hide her heightened senses and her strength, and she was tired of the looks she got about her big appetite. She couldn’t let humans know she was part-shifter, and she couldn’t let shifters know she was part-human. Good thing she wasn’t bitter or anything.

  She tilted her head. “Are you sure you want to lie on my bed?”