by Brenna Lyons
“Watch while I take you,” he soothed her.
His speed increased, and Katie cried out raggedly, her control shattering. “I need you,” she demanded. “I need you inside me.”
“I am inside you.” he countered.
“No. I need all of you.” Katie bit back a sob as she realized that he was evading her request again to continue his play.
“You’ll have it,” he promised. “Very soon.”
Keith removed his hand, and she sobbed at the loss of him again. He eased his fingers under the waistline of her panties and inched them down her thighs. As his mouth found her, Katie stilled and her eyes widened in shock at the sensation. Keith stilled with her, knowing the shock would have to subside slightly before he could carry her onward and over.
His hands continued to ease the panties down and away while her breath came in short gasps. When Katie groaned deep in her throat and focused on him, Keith continued his ravishing. He admitted that he left seduction behind long ago.
He held her hips while he stole from her all remaining reason. Katie leaned back on her elbows to watch from a more favorable angle—and to offer herself more fully to him.
Sure that she was beyond breaking the rules, Keith’s hands left her hips and freed him from his dress pants. Pushed to his knees, they were no hindrance to him. Keith was hard and aching for the moment he knew was coming fast.
Katie continued to watch him take her even as she cried out her release and her inner muscles started to contract. Keith launched up on his knees and pulled her hips to the edge to bury himself in her fully. Her hands clawed at his back as she cried out again.
He inched deeper into her as he shifted his weight over her and kicked his pants away. Her contractions quickened as Keith settled onto the floor with Katie in his lap. He cradled her hips and eased her on and off of himself as his hips kept the rhythm.
Keith ached to capture a breast, but that would obstruct her view, a view that Katie was rapt on while her cries subsided into a helpless begging for him not to stop, repeated over and over while her orgasm continued. His own explosive release prompted a fresh cry of pleasure from Katie, and Keith continued his possession of her until her contractions stopped and she lay shivering in his arms.
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to his chest while he rocked her slightly, still locked inside her. Katie sucked in her breath raggedly and breathed a curse as the contractions started again.
“Want me to stop?” he teased.
“Never,” she moaned in response.
Her reactions were supercharged from his treatment, and every movement or touch sent her body into a new cascade of pleasure until she curled into an exhausted sleep against his chest, overpowered by the sensations rocking her body.
Keith lifted her to the bed with him, still curled to his chest and pulled the blankets over them. Katie sighed in contentment and arched against him in her sleep as his hands explored her gently.
His. No matter what lies Tiberius told, she belonged only to Keith. Tomorrow, they would make plans for their life together. The next, they would work on finding a way to banish Tiberius from that life.
Chapter Fifteen
“You are never given a dream without also being given the power to make it true. You may have to work for it, however.” Richard Bach
“To dream anything that you want to dream, that is the beauty of the human mind. To do anything that you want to do, that is the strength of the human will. To trust yourself, to test your limits, that is the courage to succeed.” Bernard Edmonds
Katheryn shook her head. “That’s a tough choice,” she mused, “but I think I have an answer.”
“What answer?” he asked in interest.
“Well, my place has much more space; but your place has more land, a view, and was just built.”
“What’s new there?”
“What if I sold my place, converted your guest bedroom into my office and put some things into storage—” She bit her lip as the plan took shape.
“Okay. I follow you that far, but what am I missing?”
“I use the money from the sale of my house to build an extension onto this one—two more bedrooms, another bath, and a family room slash playroom. There might even be enough left over to get a fence put up or finish the basement.”
His face lit up. “That’s a great idea. When do you think we could arrange it?”
“I don’t know. We’ll need help for the heavy lifting. Maybe Ed and Sherry can help us when they have a free weekend.”
Keith’s face fell, and she guessed he was disappointed at any delay. As it was, they were practically living together. Only the problem of having to return to their own homes for things was in the way of it being a formal arrangement.
“In the meantime,” Katheryn continued, “I can work anywhere if I have my supplies. If you don’t mind my commandeering your home office for awhile, we can move some clothes, a file box or two, and my computer over here. And, if you don’t mind helping me in the evening, I can sort my house into stuff to come here, go into temporary storage, or go to the trash or to charity while I’m living here. It would make it easier if I’m out of the house when I do it, actually.”
His smile returned. “You’re staying?” he asked breathlessly.
“As soon as we get the necessities over here.”
“I have no plans for today.”
Katheryn shook her head. “You’re so sure we’re not making a mistake.”
“What did you say about kettles and pots last night?” he teased. “You’re talking about selling a house and building an extension. I’m talking about blood tests and a computer.”
“And clothes and babies,” she added.
He leaned toward her and ran a hand down her neck. “You’re talking about babies, too. I think you can pass on the clothes, though. You look good in my robe—or naked.”
“You want me to live in your robe?” Katheryn raised an eyebrow at the suggestion.
“Only when we’re at home,” Keith qualified, as he dropped his mouth to trace the line of his robe over her chest.
“I think I may be able to change your mind,” she commented confidently.
“And how would you do that?” He worked his nibbling up her neck again, mumbling the words into her as he moved.
“By wearing things you’d find alluring.”
“Like?” That question was half-buried in her mouth as he teased at her lower lip.
She smiled and moved her face to offer her cheek as he playfully sought entry into her mouth. “Things that are optional for removal,” she teased.
“Do you have many things in that category?”
“A few. I bought one yesterday, actually.”
Keith pulled back and gave her an eager look. “Can I see it, or is it a surprise?”
“You can see it. Then you can sweat until you see me in it,” she teased. “It’s in the bag next to you, but I warn you, I may decide to make you sweat a long, long time.”
He turned away with a wide grin and turned back in confusion with a stuffed lion in his hands. “What is this for?”
Katheryn blushed. “I was going to talk to you about that.”
He raised an eyebrow, waiting patiently for her explanation.
“What I plan to do—It’s complicated. It would be much easier if Kyle was willing. If I force him to help me, it won’t be pretty. I’ll do it if I have to, but I think Tiberius is counting on me not wanting to force Kyle to help me.”
“How does the toy fit in?”
“It’s an ally of sorts. I can present him with a whole pride of them and explain how they differ from tigers and how that makes them stronger. I don’t know— Done correctly, Leo could take Ty’s place in Kyle’s free moments. If he wasn’t fascinated with Ty the tiger, maybe he’d be willing to help me defeat Ty the madman.”
He regarded her dubiously. “It’s pretty far-fetched, Katie.”
She nodded. “That’s why I n
eed to plot strategy with you. I may know Kyle, but you know child psychiatry. How do I do this?”
“What exactly do you need Kyle to do?” he asked suspiciously.
She sighed. “Ty and I are fairly evenly matched. If I had practice using my ability to control people, I could surpass him, but I don’t want to use it and it would take time. He cannot outmatch me, because he’s bound from using my powers, he has none of his own, and it will take years for Kyle to match me. In time, Kyle could overmatch me at his direction, if he keeps Kyle using it to develop the talent.”
“So, you have to stop him now.”
She nodded. “But, as I said, we’re evenly matched.”
Understanding dawned in his eyes. “You need Kyle to use his powers in conjunction with yours, don’t you?”
“Yes. If he’s willing, this won’t be hard. If he’s not—” She shrugged. “So, tell me. Is giving Ty a rival for his attention possible?”
He dropped the lion on the table and ran a hand over his chin while he considered it. “I don’t know. You and Carol did a great job encouraging the tigers, and then Ty dug himself a foxhole. It’s worth a try, but don’t hold your breath.”
“Do you have a better idea?” she asked honestly.
“Not really. I wish I did.” He hesitated. “How dangerous is it? What you have planned to get rid of him?”
She shook her head. “He can hurt me. I won’t lie to you about that. He can hurt me a lot. But, he can’t kill me.”
“Not powerful enough?”
“No,” she admitted quietly. “If I was defenseless, Kyle has the power—Ty’s commandeered it already and used it effectively.”
Keith looked at her in shock. “Peter, Monica, and Dianna?” he guessed.
She nodded.
“Why can’t he kill you, then?”
“He doesn’t dare. If I die, he dies. There’s no stopping that. I won’t set him free.”
Keith put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her to face him. “You’re not doing it. Fry Kyle’s powers. Fry all their powers before Ty can use them,” he demanded.
Katheryn looked at him in confusion. Keith’s eyes were wide and wild and his hands shaking. His mind was a riot of images and thoughts that she couldn’t lock onto.
“I can’t do that,” she whispered. “You know I can’t. He can’t kill me. He doesn’t—”
“He can. He tried it before, on the plateau. He was going to take you with him, remember?”
Her mind shut down for an instant. “I’ll have to force him,” she realized. “It’s the only way Ty can’t fight back.”
Keith pulled her to his chest and rocked her while she shook. Katheryn would be traumatizing Kyle. Could she do that? She could almost hear Tiberius laughing in her mind.
* * *
Keith was properly impressed with the sheer baby doll and matching panties Katie bought. To her delight, he carried her off to a shared shower, shared until their mutual ministrations drove them to back off or consummate immediately. They backed off, and he sent her to dress while he raided her bag again. Candy box in hand, he returned to the bedroom.
He took in the lace and sheer creation Katie was wearing and smiled widely. “My, my, my. Now what am I going to do with you?” he drawled as he crossed to the bed.
She giggled and her cheeks darkened as she looked at him. “That question might be believable if your body wasn’t busy answering your mouth’s question,” she noted.
Keith stretched out on the bed next to her and stared up into her face. He placed the candy box in her hands and smiled. “Educate me,” he invited.
“I thought you wanted to educate me?” she teased.
“I want to still be learning about each other when we’re old and gray. Besides, your education is far from complete,” he assured her.
“I’m glad to hear that. Do you like wintergreen, vanilla, or maple best?”
“You like my lessons?” he asked in a teasing voice.
“I can name several of your lessons that I’d gladly repeat over and over. Now, answer my question.”
“Which ones?”
“Ask me later. Tell me now.”
“Let’s start with vanilla,” he decided.
She nodded and opened the candy box. Katie set it on the nightstand and pulled out a blue disk about as big around as a silver dollar. As she brought it to Keith’s mouth, she gave him his instructions. “Don’t chew it. Just let it melt on your tongue.”
Keith took the disk from her hand with a sensuous lick of her fingertips. While he waited, she started running her hands over him. Just as he was about to lose patience and bite down on the candy, it dissolved completely into a vanilla cloud in his mouth. Keith moaned in pleasure and swallowed the mouthful of sweet liquid.
“Do they always do that?” he asked in awe. The sensation had been pure bliss from the tension of waiting to the actual melting.
“Yep. Great, isn’t it?”
“Do I get to return the favor?”
“If you want to.”
“Oh, I do,” he assured her. “What flavor do you want?”
“Wintergreen. Pink. It’s my favorite.”
He smiled and placed the disk in her mouth. Once her mouth closed on it, he cupped a breast in his hand and buried his face in her cleavage. Katie murmured her satisfaction.
“Oh, that’s good,” she sighed.
Keith snapped his head up to look at her, and she stuck out her pink-tinged tongue for his inspection.
“You bit,” he accused. “That’s cheating.”
Katie laughed heartily. “No, I didn’t. I know the trick. Until you do, I have an unfair advantage.”
He growled his aggravation. “You’re supposed to be educating me,” he complained.
“Oh, but I am educating you. Not all lessons are fair. You should understand that.”
“I see. I have to figure out the secret. Until then, I am at your mercy,” he concluded.
She nodded with a raised eyebrow. “Flavor?” she asked.
“Wintergreen,” he grumbled.
“Sorry you asked me to educate you yet?” Katie inquired as she removed the pink disk from the box and reached for his mouth.
Keith smiled widely as he reclined against the pillows. “Why should I be? I’m at your mercy, but it is a pleasant torture, and once I figure out your secret— I’m upping the ante,” he promised. Keith took the offered treat and savored it as he savored her attention to the details of pleasing him.
It took a total of five disks for him to discover the trick of skating his tongue over the ridges until the wafer was softened, then crushing it to the roof of his mouth to finish the job. Once he did, the sixth candy vanished almost as Katie’s hands connected with his body. Keith grabbed her shoulders and pulled Katie up to meet his mouth. Her surprise melted away like the candy had, and her desire took its place.
Finally, he rolled her beneath him and regarded her with a smile.
Katie giggled in return. “Learned my secret, have you? Should I tell you I want another wintergreen?”
Keith shook his head. “We only need one more, and I’ll choose the flavor. I’m upping the ante, remember?”
“Are you educating me, now?” she inquired while feigning an innocent look.
“God, I sure hope so.” He reached into the box and pulled out a tan maple disk. Keith broke the confection into fourths and set it on the empty pillow next to her. “Now, we begin your education.”
She watched as he popped the first quarter in his mouth and softened it. Keith leaned over her and painted her lips with the sticky candy. Without a word, he pinned her hands above her head and started to lick the maple sugar off with soft strokes of his tongue. Katie tried to kiss him, but he pulled back out of her range.
“Not yet, not until it’s all gone.” Keith traced her lips again, sucking at stubborn dabs of candy until Katie was shaking in his grasp. “Now,” he breathed against her lips.
Her head came up. Katie d
idn’t just accept his kiss. She demanded. She begged for Keith to possess her, to take all she had to give. It was hot and needy, exactly the type of kiss Katie would have given him the night before if Keith had allowed her to kiss him.
He pulled away and released her hands with a warning to behave. Keith slipped her breasts from the bodice of the nightie while he softened the second quarter. Katie gasped as he massaged the candy over her hardened nipples. She moaned and moved against him while he licked and sucked them clean. When they were free of the sticky residue, he pulled the bodice over them and teased them through the fabric slowly.
Keith set the third piece in his mouth as he removed her panties, and Katie bowed up to help him, anticipating the next move he would make. Painting the candy over the wet and ready center of her was almost as much an exquisite torture for Keith as it was for Katie, and by the time he had removed all traces of it, he was drunk on her taste and rock hard. He covered her with his body, and Katie smiled.
“I don’t get to use that last piece on you?” she asked hopefully.
“Not this time, but we still have a lot of that candy left,” he promised.
“Then, what is that piece for?”
Keith picked it up and moved it to her lips. As Katie opened her mouth to accept it, Keith popped it in and sealed his mouth to hers. His tongue passed into her mouth, and he pushed deep inside her. His tongue softened the candy in smooth strokes that matched his rhythm.
When it disintegrated, Keith broke off the kiss and swallowed the portion in his own mouth as he stilled deep inside her. He saw Katie swallow her portion of the candy in preparation to ask a question and immediately flipped so she was on top of him.
“Educate me,” he whispered. “Show me how it feels good for you.”
Katie moved against him smoothly, finding a rhythm and position that made her groan in satisfaction and close her eyes as she moved. Keith joined her rhythm, learning what her body wanted from him as she adjusted to his involvement. She arched her back against his thrusts, locking them further together.
