A Kitty in the Lion's Den

by A Kitty in the Lion's Den [Evernight] (mobi)

  “You know I do, Maverick.” Yeah, he knew she wanted it, loved hearing her say it, and he wasn’t going to make his mate wait any longer.

  “I want to fuck you without anything between us, mate.” Christ, he needed to feel her bare flesh along his as he came. Her breasts jiggled slightly as she shook beneath him from her desire. “You’re not fertile, and you can smell that I am clean.” And he was. He had always used protection, and had gotten tested after the last time he had fucked a female. He had also put a call into Luke the following day after finding Kettah. The cougar shifting physician in Sweet Water had given him a clean bill of health, because no way in hell was Maverick going to attempt to touch his mate without making sure he was clean, even if he had been grappling with not taking this any further with her. He supposed a part of him had known what was inevitable. “But I want you to tell me you want my bare cock in you.” She didn’t make him wait for a reply, and that had him smirking in satisfaction.

  “I want all of you, Maverick. All. Of. You.” He moved between her thighs, kept hold of the root of his dick as he ran the tip of his erection up and down her slick folds, and then pressed against the entrance of her pussy. She was so fucking hot, so damn ready for him that when he pushed just the crown of his shaft into her, she instantly clenched tight around him. A guttural groan left him at the feel, but he didn’t stop or he would surely come before he was even fully encased inside of her. Slamming his hands on either side of her head, he pushed in another inch. Maverick had to grit his teeth, had to breathe out roughly just to try to control himself, but he knew he wouldn’t last regardless. Kettah felt too good, too perfect, and fuck, he was finally taking his mate. His forearms were straight and tensed right by her head, and the muscles clenched as he was using all of his strength to not just shove his dick right into her and bottom out. Pushing another inch slowly inside, he couldn’t hold back the groan that left him. She stared up at him, her mouth parted, her eyes wide and glossy, and beads of sweat dotted her forehead.

  “It’s good, baby. Fuck, it’s good.” She nodded, dragged that little pink tongue along her bottom lip again, and he didn’t stop himself from claiming her mouth at the same time he buried the rest of his cock in her pussy. The strangled sound that came from both of them was loud but muffled, but neither pulled away. Instead he lowered his chest to hers, braced an elbow on the bed, and took hold of her jaw with his hand to look at her. He was in shock, but a part of him knew she had been innocent in every way. His mate was a fucking virgin, and he was the first and only male that would ever touch her. “You should have told me.” His lion was high on the fact his mate was untouched, and he felt himself partially shift while he was inside of her. But he didn’t want to frighten her. The lion flashed forward but receded, flashed forward and receded once more. They grappled for supremacy, and finally Maverick’s human side reigned stronger, at least for this one moment.

  “It’s not something you normally say to someone when you first meet them.” He couldn’t help but smile. Maverick could see himself falling for this female fast and hard, and not just on a level that had to do with them being mates.

  Tilting her head to the side, he probed her mouth with his tongue, and deepened the kiss until there was no question that she was his. “You have no idea what it does to me to know that you haven’t been with any other male.” He pulled out an inch, and pushed back into her. The scent of her spilled innocence was a tangy, metallic aroma in the air. The soft moans that left her had his dick pulsing inside of her, and the need to come making it nearly impossible for him to keep his control. His hips jerked on their own, and a gasp left her.

  “You’re so big, Maverick, and I feel so stretched, so full.” She gasped out the last word, and he couldn’t stop himself from pulling out until just the tip of his erection was inside of her, and then pushing back in. He did this over and over again, not picking up his speed, but making sure to completely fill her every time he thrust his cock into her. Sweat now started to cover his back as he kept up a steady rhythm. He broke the kiss, and started trailing his lips and tongue up and down the side of her neck. Keeping her head to the side with his hand on her jaw, he dragged his tongue along her sweet skin, memorizing the flavor and smell of her, and feeling the all-encompassing need to mark her. His canines were ready to pierce her throat, to let his saliva seep into her and let his scent, and the fact they were mates, slip into her blood stream. When he marked her, and he sure as fuck would, all shifters would know she was his, and if they even thought about fucking with her they would have to deal with his wrath.

  When he had stretched her out enough, and when she started mewling and dragging her nails down his back, Maverick really started to slam in and out of her. It was hard to remind himself to go slow when she begged him for it harder and faster. He pulled back just enough to watch her tits bounce and jiggle from the force with which he was taking her. Her breath came out of her in small pants that brushed along his chest. He looked back at the tender flesh of her neck, saw that it was slightly red from his tongue and teeth, and went back to erotically abusing the area again. “You’re so fucking wet for me, Kettah.” As if to prove his point she grew slicker, and the sloppy sounds of their fucking filled the room.

  “I’m so close, Maverick.” His lion rose up and growled in approval, and he slammed into her harder. She moved up the bed an inch, and so he braced a hand on her shoulder, pulled her down on the bed, and gritted his teeth when their pelvises pressed together. He was close, too, but he wasn’t about to let go that easily. In the next second he pulled out of her, flipped her onto her belly, and grabbed her hips. Her ass was big and round, curvy and juicy. He spread her cheeks and stared at the tight ring of muscle hidden between them. His cock jerked at the sight, He leaned forward, and lapped at the tight hole, wanting to stick his dick in her ass so fucking badly. But not tonight. She panted heavily as he continued to lick at her anus, and jerked under him when he placed a thumb on her clit and started rubbing the hard little nub back and forth. The scent of her arousal mixed with the smell of the soap she had showered with earlier. Maverick couldn’t take it any longer. He broke away from her succulent bottom, and covered her back with his chest. Pushing her thighs open as wide as they could go, he moved closer until his cock pressed against her cunt. “Pop your ass out, baby.” When she did what he asked instantly, he gripped the root of his erection and slid back into her. The new position added a different kind of sensation, but he was able to go a lot deeper inside of her. Maverick went back to fucking her, sliding in and out of her tight, wet heat, and staring at the graceful arch of her back. His mouth watered for a taste of her flesh surrendering to him, for the tangy flavor of her blood as he marked her, and he would be giving into that need as soon as he felt her come around him.

  “Come on, baby, just let go.” He sensed her holding back, but he couldn’t be annoyed that she wasn’t giving him what he wanted, because he was prolonging the pleasure as well, and forcing himself not to come. The first ripple of her inner muscles along his shaft told him she was right there. She cried out long and loud, and clenched around his erection in rhythmic pulls, milking his cock so he couldn’t hold off on coming any longer. With a mighty roar he opened his mouth, leaned forward, and sank his teeth into her neck. He punctured her flesh just enough that the metallic flavor of her blood spilled across his tongue, and his saliva seeped into her bloodstream.

  “God, Maverick.” She gasped out into the pillow, but he didn’t slow or stop pounding into her, not even when his balls drew up tight, and he came hard. He filled her with his seed, coating every available inch of her pussy until their combined fluids seeped out. He broke away from her neck, looked down at the mark on her flesh deeming her as completely his now, and felt male satisfaction fill him at the sight. Her pussy clenched and relaxed around his semi-hard cock, and when he pulled out of her with a hiss, stared down at the part of her body that he had just fucked the shit out of, he felt any limpness vanish as he start
ed to harden once more. His cum and her wetness slipped out of her and moved down her leg. It was hot as fuck, and proprietary feelings slammed into him. When she collapsed onto her belly he couldn’t help but smile at her clear post-euphoric exhaustion. He went to move off the bed to get something to clean her up, but her muffled voice stopped him.

  “What, baby?” She turned her head to the side and cracked an eye open.

  “Don’t leave. Just lie down next to me.” Her voice was sleepy, but pleasure-filled. Moving back beside her, he lay down and wrapped his arm around her middle, bringing her close to him. It felt good to have her pressed against him, but strange at the same time. Maverick had always been a loner, always lived life by a certain creed, but it seemed in just a few short days since Kettah had come into his life, he had a lot of things changing inside of him. What he thought was his life, and always would be, was drastically changing because a little cat shifter had run into him. But on the heels of those thoughts was the very real threat that was still present. They may have enjoyed this time of pleasure, putting all other thoughts aside, but he never let his guard down, and sure as hell didn’t forget that Viktor was still out there.

  Chapter Eleven

  Viktor stared out the window of his office and tapped his fingers on his desk. Kettah had been missing for several days already, and although he had his most well trained men looking for her, it didn’t ease the rage inside of him at the knowledge his daughter had run from him. He had found out as much when the guard stationed to take her to the spa had come back and said she had disappeared out the backdoor. He had slit the male’s throat and barked out orders to find her. She knew too much, had heard too many things while living under his roof, and if one of his enemies got to her before he did they could very well find out things he would rather stay in the family. There was a knock on his door, and he called out for them to enter. He turned to see one of the newer security guards that had flown out from Russia come into his office.

  “Sir, we have located your daughter through a paper trail concerning a bus pass she purchased.” Viktor nodded for him to continue. Of course he didn’t consider Kettah his daughter anymore, and because of that he would treat her as he did anyone who betrayed the organization. She was a smart female, knew he wouldn’t have given up until he found her, yet she had been foolish enough to leave.

  “Good, but if you know where she is why are you still here?” He leaned back in his chair and eyed the male disinterestedly.

  “Sir, the trail went cold in a town called Sugar Rush. She didn’t take the connecting bus the following morning, but when we contacted the only motel in town there is no record of her checking out. We are about to head over there and see if she can be scented out.”

  Viktor cocked a brow and went on with barely restrained annoyance. “Well, get the fuck out of here, find Kettah, and bring her to me. I want to deal with her myself.”

  The male nodded and left him alone. Viktor had no doubt she would be found, and when she was Kettah needed to be made an example of. It didn’t matter that she was blood, because anyone who went against him or what he stood for, needed to be taken care of. There was another knock on his door, and without waiting for an invitation to enter Konstantine walked in. His son was just as ruthless as he was, knew that the business came first no matter what, and didn’t fuck around in making that known to anyone that thought to go against them.

  “She’s been located, somewhat. It’s only a matter of time before she is back here, and then she needs to be taken care of like the rest of them. If others think we will let that slide, our respect will be lowered, and others will think they can move in.” Konstantine nodded in agreement. “I want you to go with the others and retrieve her. Your senses are more attuned to her since you’re siblings, and I trust you above all else.”

  “Absolutely, Father. Do you plan on maiming or killing when she is brought back to prove your point?” There was no emotion in Konstantine’s voice, and that was why he would make an excellent leader when Viktor descended the throne of his empire.

  “I haven’t decided yet, son.”

  ****

  The sun had set an hour ago as Maverick led Kettah toward the front entrance of a bar called Dakota Dark’s. It looked rough on the outside, with motorcycles lining the front of the building, and even rough looking bikers, human and shifter alike, loitering while smoking cigarettes. Maverick had a tight hold on her waist and kept her tethered to his side as he opened the front door and led them inside. “Mother” by Danzig played through the speakers at an earsplitting level. People ground against each other on the small dance floor, while others were leaned against the bar, laughing loudly and slapping one another on the back. Kettah had never seen so much leather in one place before. Maverick took them to the back of the bar, and when they stopped in front a steel door he rapped on it three times. A gruff “Enter” came through, and Maverick pushed it open and pulled her inside.

  A man that looked strikingly like the dark haired polar bear shifter who worked for Maverick lifted his head and stared at them with piercing green eyes. “Maverick.” His voice was just as deep as her lion’s, but the lethal bite that Maverick had was somehow absent in this bear. Maybe it was just because she was more attuned to Maverick, being his mate and all, and she knew how dangerous he really was? “I didn’t think you were coming in tonight.”

  The bear sat up straighter and slid his eyes over to her. He took her in, but there was nothing sexual about the look. In fact, Kettah smelled that he was mated himself, and when she inhaled deeply it was to pick up on the aroma of his wolf mate. The bear looked at her neck, and she felt her face heat. She knew what he was staring at, had seen the mark Maverick had left on her throat just days before. Maverick pulled her closer to his big body and let out a warning growl. “Easy, Maverick. I was only seeing who your mate was. I meant no disrespect.”

  “I know, but—” Maverick didn’t finish that sentence, and the bear nodded, seeming to know what he was talking about.

  “I know. Feel the same way about Candace. So, what did you need to see me about? I assume it’s important since you came down here when you’re not working, and you didn’t call.” She felt Maverick shift, and then he was tightening his hand on her hip. “Do you want to speak in private? I can put your mate in a secluded room, get her something to eat and drink maybe?” She glanced up and saw a frown mar Maverick’s face, and his expression darken.

  “No, she stays with me.” The bear glanced between them, nodded once, and gestured them closer.

  “Okay, well what’s going on?”

  Maverick moved forward and pulled out one of the chairs for her. Once she was seated he sat next to her, and reached out, pulling her closer. Their chairs bumped together, and the bear cocked a dark eyebrow. “A bit possessive, Maverick?” Her lion gave another deep grunt. “You’re right. I have no room to talk, especially not when it comes to Candace.”

  Maverick looked over at her, and through the dark expression she saw something soften. But that was gone as soon as it had showed itself. “Trace, I got a pretty big fuckin’ problem. My mate’s life is in danger.” This had the air changing, and the bear made a low rumbling noise.

  “Okay, what do you need me to do?” Was it that easy? Was this male just willing to stop what he was doing and help Maverick? These males weren’t just associates; they were friends. That was very clear.

  “My mate is Viktor Milokov’s daughter.” The air grew tense and hot as a low rumble left both males at the same time. Clearly the bear had heard of her father before. “She left, ran away actually, and it is only a matter of time before Viktor and his men find her.”

  “She came here on a bus, I presume?”

  “I picked her up at Sugar Rush.”

  The bear nodded, looked down at his next for a second, and then lifted his head. Something passed over his face. “You realize that they probably will track her using the bus pass she purchased? I have heard enough about Viktor to know t
hat even if she used a fake name he has people in his pocket all over the country.”

  “Yeah, I did realize the whole bus ticket issue.” Maverick tightened his hold on her.

  Oh God. She hadn’t even thought about that. She had been so determined and frightened to just leave, that she had been stupid enough not to worry about the paper trail she had left.

  “When they come here, it’ll be my fault. I’ll be the cause of people getting hurt.” She was starting to freak out, because even if Maverick had insisted that she stay with him, none of this would be happening right now if she had just stayed in her world, away from where others were. Yes, her life was ugly, though covered in gold and jewels, trying to mask the evilness of it all, but now she had put even more innocent people in danger. God, you are so foolish, Kettah.

  “You can wipe that look right the fuck off your face.”

  She snapped her eyes to Maverick.

  “What?” Her voice was low and weak, but that was who she was, and she was so damn ashamed of it.

  “The look that says you’re going to run because you think that will save other people.” He pierced her with his very dark stare. “You left for good, really good fucking, reasons. We found each other because that was what was supposed to happen.” He took her chin between his fingers, but she felt no embarrassment that Trace was witness to all of this. “You never run from me, Kettah, no matter how fucked up things get.” He leaned in and kissed her deep and hard, and when he pulled away she was stunned by the fierceness in his words, in his emotions, and the way he kissed her like he wanted to cement the fact that they would always be together. “You’re mine, Kettah, and you are exactly what I needed in my life. If that means I have to fight for you until there is no one left standing, then so fucking be it.” They stared at each other for several more seconds, but when Trace cleared his throat the spell was broken. They turned back to the polar bear.