In the Roar

by Milly Taiden

  “Have a good night.” Gerri smiled once Liv was inside her apartment.

  “Thank you so much,” she said, her gaze caressing his chest. “I can’t tell you how grateful I am that you came to my rescue.”

  Karel gave a sharp nod.

  Gerri tugged on his arm and they headed to his floor. “So…”

  “That man tried to drug her,” he snapped. “I wanted to kill him. He shouldn’t be allowed to live, trying to take advantage of women.”

  “What?” Gerri growled beside him, her blue eyes flashed bright gold instantly. “Drug her? Are you sure?”

  “I’m sure! Now I understand why the humans you’ve brought to Aurora are in such disbelief that a male can want to protect them when men here want to abuse them,” he said, voice filled with disgust.

  Gerri nodded. “It is hard for women here. Especially bigger women. Not only do they have to deal with society’s negative views of their bodies, but they have jerks like that one who think they can treat them however they want.”

  Karel paced the confines of the elevator until the door dinged and they walked down the hall to his living space. Gerri had gone above and beyond getting him a place he could stay while finding a female. He’d found his mate. Liv. Now he needed to get her home before his mother died.

  “Listen to me,” Gerri started once they reached his door. “I know what you’re thinking, but you can’t just ask her to go to another planet with you.” She gave him a direct look. “She’ll think you’re certifiably nuts.”

  “I need to take her with me now. Before my mother dies. She’s the one.”

  “Of course she’s the one.” She sighed, pushing strands of hair behind her ear. “I’ve known since I met her. But you have to take her on a few dates before you ask her.”

  He clenched his jaw and entered his temporary living accommodations. It was nothing like his home in Aurora. The walls didn’t adjust to his mood and the building was made of flimsy cement and paper called sheetrock.

  “Have a good night, Karel.” Gerri kissed his cheek and pushed him inside. “Give her time to get to know you.”

  “I’ll consider your words.”

  Her brows dipped in a glare. “It’s in your best interest. I’ll set up a date for you two.” She sighed. “Now get some rest. You must be exhausted.”

  He closed the door once she left, his jaguar wanting to be let out to prowl. Back in Aurora, he could shift and let his animal roam. Let out the frustrations with a good run. Although the area backed up to a large forest, he didn’t feel comfortable going out.

  He showered. It did nothing to stop the anger that held his blood captive. He gave up, threw on some pants and took the stairs a few floors down. His animal roared inside; the scent of his woman invaded his senses. The closer he got to her apartment, the more he picked up her desire wafting under her door.

  Muscles tight, he stopped and breathed. His eyes shut and he leaned his head forward, pressing his forehead to her door. She was wet. A soft moan made his head jerk. His cock grew stiff with need. He didn’t scent any males in there. Another muffled cry and he was banging on her door, ready to kill whomever was pleasuring her.

  “Shit,” she hissed, her voice sounded far away. She had to be in her bedroom. “I guess we’ll try again in a few,” she whispered. “I’ll be right back.”

  What the fuck?

  “Coming,” she yelled, her voice annoyed.

  It took a few moments for her to open the door. The sight before him took his breath away. She wore a red silk robe tied at the waist. The material hugged her curves, showing off the tips of her hardened nipples. The scent of her arousal combined with the fresh lavender on her skin sent his desire skyrocketing.

  “Liv,” he said, his voice thick and rough with his animal. “Are you okay?”

  She nodded, a small smile parting her lips. “Hi. I didn’t realize it was you.” She bit her lips and checked out his naked chest. Her pupils dilated and a fresh scent of her need filled the air. “Do you want to come in?”

  Fuck, yes! He wanted to know who she’d been talking to, but more than that, he wanted a taste of her. A single slide of his tongue on her pussy, a slow lap of her sleekness, and he’d be able to leave her alone. For the night.

  He marched into her apartment, taking in everything and holding back from what he really wanted to do--fuck her against the door. After all, she was his.

  EIGHT

  Liv pressed her legs together, hoping against hope he couldn’t see the moisture running down her thighs. She glanced longingly at her bedroom door. Her blue vibrator waited on her bed, ready to finish what they’d started. Now the vibrator seemed a poor replacement to satisfy the aching need that grew with every thought of Karel. It’s what got her to pull out the damn thing to begin with.

  “I apologize for my outfit,” she said, grasping the neckline of her robe. “I wasn’t expecting company.”

  He frowned, his warm gaze sliding down her body and stopping at her chest. Her nipples hardened under his gaze, as if he had a direct link to their ability to feel excited.

  “Don’t apologize,” he said in that rough voice that sent shudders to her clit. “You look beautiful.”

  She glanced toward her open bedroom door and realized if Karel walked down the hall for any reason, like to use the restroom, he’d see her sex toy lying out. She’d die if he knew what she was doing prior to his visit. “Hang on a sec. I just need to do something real quick.”

  She hurried down the hall into her bedroom, her blood buzzing with excitement. He was there. In her apartment. Oh crap. And she’d been about to get herself off with one of her BOBs, thinking of him.

  Glancing at the marvel of plastic on her bed, she rushed to pick it up. “I guess you and I will have to get together later and see what you can do for me.” She laughed and turned to put it away. She froze in place when she realized he’d followed her.

  “Is that what you were doing when I got here?” He took a step into her room. The place felt tiny with him in it. A glint of wild hunger grew in his eyes. She should be outraged, but she wasn’t. The way he looked at her, like he couldn’t wait to devour her, made the hairs on her arms stand.

  “I…yes,” she said, hiding the vibe behind her back. “You, um, should have waited in the living room.”

  He took another step closer. “I’m sorry. I didn’t hear you say to wait out there.”

  She hadn’t said those specific words, but wasn’t that common knowledge when someone said hang on?

  “Show me the toy, Liv.”

  Her body ached with a need so great, she could barely move. She shook her head and sat on the bed. “We…you…this…”

  English? She forgot how to speak.

  “This,” he said, coming closer still. “What about this?”

  “I am,” she cleared her throat, holding the vibe in a death grip, “I am so grateful for your help earlier, but I don’t do,” she brought her hands forward, waving between them, “this.”

  His gaze locked on the vibe. Heat centered on her cheeks with a feverish touch. He moved fast, getting to his knees and grabbing her hands before she hid them behind her. “Stop. You don’t need to do anything. I know you want me,” he said calmly. There wasn’t a hint of boasting or cockiness in his words. “I’m glad you don’t do this with others, but I’m not like anyone you’ve ever met.”

  She licked her lips. The words would have sounded ridiculous coming from any other man. Who didn’t think they were different, right? But when a feral expression shifted his face, she knew he was truthful. “Karel, we don’t know each other.”

  “Everything is learned with time,” he said. “It is what you feel that you can’t question. Your heart speaks, and you need to listen. Your body is telling you something.”

  She knew what her body was saying. Get laid. Get laid now! But she wasn’t a casual sex type of chick. There hadn’t been enough guys wanting to be with her that she’d gotten over her need to be in a relatio
nship for sex. “My body says a lot of things,” she replied. “I don’t necessarily do what it wants. That’s how people end up in trouble.”

  A slow grin split his lips that turned him from hot damn, he’s sexy to mega gonna be playing with the damn vibrator all night hot. “You’re right. But what if your desire is reciprocated.”

  Oh. Oh, my.

  “Tell me something,” he curled his hand around hers holding the toy. “What were you thinking when you used this earlier?”

  The heat on her face scorched and she was glad she had caramel skin or he’d see a blush down to her toes. His intense, possessive gaze demanded she answer him. “You.”

  That single word lifted a heavy weight from her chest; a burden she hadn’t realized locked her heart away. He took the vibe out of her hand, a curious look on his face as he examined the toy.

  It was a regular blue rabbit with rotating head and metal beads. It sported a smaller bunny that curved out to stimulate the clit. He pressed a button and the cock part of the vibe rotated. A low buzzing sounded with the movements. He hit another button and the tiny bunny wiggled to life, the ears shaking with the force of the vibration.

  Her pussy clenched hard. She loved that he was touching her toy. God. That thing had been in her right before he’d shown up. She didn’t dare tell him. Her jaw dropped when he turned the toy off and lifted it to his face. He rubbed the side of the vibe under his nose and inhaled.

  His gaze pinned her. A low growl rumbled from him. “This smells like you.”

  Lord have mercy. “It, um, it does?”

  He blinked his golden eyes and swiped his tongue up the silicone. “It tastes like I know you will. Sweet as honey.”

  Holy shit, he was freakier than she realized. “You,” she choked. “Are you insane?”

  He licked the bunny ears, pulling them out slowly. “Crazy for a taste of you. Does that make me insane?”

  “Freaky as fuck, yes. Insane? No.”

  His sinful grin grew, and he came closer, pushing her knees apart and hooking a hand around the back of her neck. “Good, because we’re about to get really, really freaky.”

  She should say no. Send him home. Instead, she leaned forward, looking for the coming kiss. Her pussy dripped moisture. She was so damn slick. Heat turned her puffy, aching folds shiny with need.

  Her robe tie slipped open, falling to either side of her legs, giving him full view of her shaved pussy. She didn’t have sex upon first meeting, but she also never wanted a man this badly. Screw it. What her body wanted, it would get. Satisfying her needs for once wasn’t the end of the world.

  She brushed her lips over his. Electric tingles shocked her to the core. That was a first. He took her mouth, slowly at first, but quickly adding more pressure. He boldly stroked his tongue over hers, curling, massaging, and swallowing every gasp she gave. The kiss grew demanding. Possessive. He tasted her with a deep plunge that tempted and set aflame every cell in her body.

  His hands slid up her large thighs, pushing them farther apart, and removing the open robe to leave her naked on the bed. She lost control at that point, wrapping her hands around his neck, meshing their faces. He devoured her mouth with his kisses, drugging and making her forget everything but the here and now.

  She’d never felt this starved. His hands caressed her body, covering every inch of her slowly, as if committing her shape to memory. He moved his mouth to her jaw, licking and biting and whispering dirty things. Placing her hands to either side of her on the bed, she gripped the comforter, curving her back and pushing her chest out while shoving her hips forward and widening her legs until she was on the tips of her toes.

  NINE

  He lifted her breast to his mouth, licking and biting her nipple before sucking it deeply between his lips.

  “Ah!” she moaned, her belly quivering and pussy releasing more moisture.

  He massaged her other breast, thumbing her nipple and tugging lightly. The pricks of pain were enough to shoot fire to her clit. Her nipples were sensitive. She was ready to come from his biting and pinching.

  He pulled back, his gaze meeting hers. “You have such beautiful tits. I can suck on your nipples for hours. That sexy cinnamon color makes me so fucking hard.”

  She blinked and swallowed against the dryness in her throat. “Let me touch you.”

  He shook his head, still fondling her breasts. “I get to taste and touch. You get to enjoy.”

  “But--”

  “You are wet. So wet,” he rumbled, leaving a damp trail from her nipple to her belly. She leaned back on the bed, grabbing two pillows and shoving them under her head. What a view.

  In the past, she’d worried that her body getting turned on and sleek was a turn off for men. Not so at that moment. He sounded like he was praising her for being so eager. Her pussy ached with need.

  His gaze enslaved her, hands roaming to her pussy. “You might not realize this yet,” he told her, “but you’re mine.” He spread her folds and rubbed his thumb on her clit. “Fuck, baby. Look at your tight little hole clenching and searching for my cock.”

  She yelped and moaned, her muscles tensed as he flicked his thumb over her clit again. “Oh, dear god!”

  Lust raged in her blood. She needed relief and needed it soon. With a loud moan, she tweaked and tugged her nipples.

  “You want me to ease the ache, don’t you?” His voice was rougher than before, almost impossible to understand. “Want me to lick that delicious heat coming out of your pussy and fill you with cock. My cock. Right?”

  She nodded, her chest rising and falling with short bursts of air. He coated two fingers with her and brought them to his lips. She watched, wide-eyed, as he inserted both into his mouth and mmmm’d as he sucked.

  Goddamn that was all kinds of dirty and sexy.

  He flared his nostrils and clenched his jaw. “Tasting you from my fingers isn’t all I want. I want your sweetness right from the source.”

  Her eyes widened as his head moved between her legs. He circled her entrance, licking and swirling his tongue up to her clit. Buzzing sounds reached her. Suddenly, he was gliding the toy between her folds, coating the plastic with her juices.

  “K-Karel,” she moaned.

  “That’s it. Moan for me,” he grunted. “I’m going to make you come hard, my love.”

  She tried to ignore that he called her his love, but the word made her belly heat and her heart trip. He pressed the vibe into her; the head rotated around her clenched pussy and rubbed against her walls.

  She’d never had a man use toys on her. She gasped and pushed her hips. The need for it to go deeper controlled her movements.

  “Your pussy’s so pretty.” He licked her clit, pressing his tongue on the little pleasure center. “So pink and swollen. So fucking wet. You’re mine. I want your scent all over my face. All over my cock.” He rubbed his mouth and chin on her pussy, his tongue curling and dancing over her hard button. The vibrator went deeper. The head spun in her sheath, massaging her inner muscles.

  Her nipples stiffened under her pulls and tugs. He rubbed a finger over her asshole. Then he pressed the bunny side of the vibe over the rim of her ass. She gave a loud groan. With every thrust of the toy into her pussy, the bunny side hit the entrance to her ass. The deeper the toy went, the more the bunny pushed into her hole.

  “Oh, my god,” she cried, her pussy grasping the vibrator so hard, he had to pull to get it out.

  “Come, Liv. Trust your body and come on this toy and let me suck until I have your sweetness on my tongue.”

  She was on the edge, muscles tight with tension and legs shaking. Her pussy clenched, and a loud, hoarse cry sounded from her as her release rode through her in an angry, forceful wave. It was so good. Too good. She hurt from how hard she came. Her pussy leaked around the toy. One minute it was there and the next it was out, replaced by Karel’s tongue.

  He lapped at her climax, his tongue darting in and drawing every drop of her heat.

  Sh
udder after shudder rocked her body. She breathed hard, her pussy felt empty. She wanted him, and he’d heighten her desire tenfold. She sat up, not trusting her legs for a second. He met her gaze, his mouth dewy from her climax.

  He slid a finger ever so slowly between her folds, pushing into her and groaning when her pelvic muscles sucked him in. “Even with all that, you want me to fuck you.” He licked his lips and glanced at her sweat-laden torso. “You want my cum inside you, coating your pussy and filling you with my seed. Don’t deny it. I know what you want.”

  Shame should have hit her. He was right. She wanted every word he said, but she didn’t feel embarrassed about it. It was the opposite. She was more turned on.

  “Not tonight, beautiful,” he said and pressed his mouth to hers, making her forget everything but the taste of her pussy on his lips and how his tongue demanded hers to submit. It lasted only seconds before he pulled back.

  “Karel.” She winced at how throaty and needy her voice sounded.

  He shook his head, the feral desire in his gaze all but making her beg. “Tonight was just for you. You needed to relax. I sensed it. When you’re ready to give yourself to me, then I will fuck you, sweet Liv.”

  He cupped her cheek and stood, his erection pressing hard at his pants. There was a moist spot at the center from his own needs. “I’ll take you,” he said roughly. “All of you. No matter what you say to yourself, you’re mine. From the top of your head to your cute feet, every inch of you belongs to me and I will claim you. No one else gets to touch you but me, beautiful.”

  His words should worry her. He sounded so possessive. But instead, she rubbed her cheek on his hand. “Stay with me.”

  The whole world had gone to hell. How could she go on a date with some other shifter when this one rocked her world to the point of seeing double?

  He nodded. She shoved the blankets back and got into bed, waiting for him. He got on the bed beside her, his big, muscled body a hard contrast against her curvier softer one. She curled her naked body into his, loving how perfectly they fit together.