Once she was finished the next thing she did almost caused Kane to let a sound slip from his lips. In fact, Kane had to bite his lower lip to stop a sound from escaping when the towel around her body slid to the floor, letting him get a full view of her naked backside.
She was gorgeous. Plain and simple.
Kane’s whole body shook with need and it took the last amount of his restraint to not rush over and fuck her hard and deep. Standing there watching her pull out a loose set of boxer shorts, slipping them up her legs to cover the round rump he couldn’t get out of his mind was driving him crazy. He was starting to think that coming up here was a very bad idea and not having sex with her out of the question.
Kane had to close his eyes as she finished. He couldn’t watch her slip the tight tank top over her breasts, knowing how bad he wanted to taste them. Couldn’t watch her hide the body he’d dreamed of since the first time he touched it. Only when he heard the sheets move and a deep sigh come from her did he open his eyes. Jada was in the bed, on her left side on the far side of the bed. For Kane, she was in the best position for him to creep in behind her.
He waited.
He wanted some time to pass before he moved, wanted Jada to be relaxed and somewhat sleepy before he slipped in behind her. Once he sensed she was relaxed enough Kane moved from his hiding spot to the bed. Carefully he picked up the blankets and slipped in behind her. With delicate movements, he scooted as close as he could get to her, slipping one arm under her neck and the other around her waist.
As soon as his body heat reached out to her, her body tensed.
“What—what?” she mumbled sleepily.
“Shhh,” Kane whispered in her ear.
“Kane! What the hell are you doing back here?” She tried to twist in his arms, but Kane tightened his hold on her.
“Neither one of us has slept since that night.” Kane rubbed his face into her still wet hair, closing his eyes at the scent that wrapped around him. “I can’t fight this.” His voice lowered, thickened.” It’s killing me being away from you.”
“Get out!”
Kane took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. His arms tightened, pulling her back closer, bending his knee, which slipped between her legs. “I can’t.”
“Kane, I’m warning you.” She fought to twist in his arms, which only forced Kane to hold her even tighter.
“Warning me of what?” he purred the words, letting a small hint of danger thicken with them. “Remember the last time you warned me? You ended up…”
“I know what fucking happened!” Jada snapped. “You don’t have to remind me that you’re a damn animal with no goddamn control.
Now get your fucking hands off of me!”
Kane smiled, even though she couldn’t see it. The anger that radiated in her, mixed with the lingering lust that he could smell.
“Must I remind you once again about that animal statement?”
Deep down Kane loved it, though. He didn’t want to tell Jada that when she made her snide remarks about him being all animal, it fueled him. Her smart-ass temper was all it took for Kane’s animal to come out, waiting to be stroked by her.
“I can smell it,” he stated, moving his head to her shoulder and licking the mark he left there. Jada trembled in his arms. The arm he had over her waist moved to her belly, feeling the soft skin quiver under his hand. “Just like I can feel it in your body. The attraction is there, rising to match the heat that is building inside of me.”
“Kane, please,” she begged softly, moving her head to his shoulder. “Don’t do this to me.”
“I want you, Jada.” He licked at the mark again before he let his teeth scrap it. “I feel as if I can’t breathe unless I can touch you.” He moved his fingers with skill, slipping them inside the waistband of the boxers she wore to slip down to the slick junction between her legs.
“Can’t think beyond what you taste like, feel like.” Kane cupped her with his whole hand, hissing in her ear, “God you burn.”
Both of her hands closed around his wrist between her legs.
“Kane!” she hissed the words out in a rush, and strangely she made no move to try to move his hand away.
“I need you.” Kane couldn’t hide the rough edge to his voice. He moved his fingers slowly, spreading the outer lips of her pussy before moving his middle finger in a teasing manner up and down. “I can’t stop thinking about how you felt when I pushed my cock deep inside you. You’re so tight it feels like a hot, tight fist is closing around me and I want more.” He pushed two fingers deep into her pussy, growling lightly when she arched back against him, her ass grinding into his hardness. “I need more, Jada. I feel like I’m that animal you accuse me of all the time and only you have the power to make me the man I know I can be. And I promise you no pain. I won’t hurt you again.”
“We can’t do this.” She tried to sound serious but failed with a moan, arching her back. “You can’t do this to me again. It isn’t right.”
“I can’t think of anything more right. Don’t fight what it is,” Kane spoke soft, his fingers fucking her tight pussy in slow in and out strokes. “We belong to each other and I can’t stay away from you. I refuse to stay away.”
Jada shook her head. “Damn you,” she moaned, her hips thrusting to meet his fingers’ movements. “Oh shit,” she breathed out, bending forward, as much as his arms would allow.
“You’re close.” Kane licked and suck at the mark again, increasing not only the pressure at her shoulder but the spread of his fingers. “I can smell it.”
“Kane, please,” Jada begged, arching in his arms once again, her grip tightening on his wrist.
“I love when you come.” He used his free arm, the one tucked under her neck to pull her tank top up, never missing a beat with his fingers fucking her tight cunt. “And I want to feel it again. Need to feel you lose that tight fucking control you keep.” He finished with a deep growl, almost ripping her top from her body.
“Fuck you!” she moaned.
“I plan to.”
Kane shoved another finger deep inside her hard and shattered her control. Jada screamed out, her whole body convulsing around him, her ass bumping into his ever-painful cock.
He quickly moved. Turned her to her back with a little extra force, gripping the boxer shorts and yanking them from her body.
Before Jada even had a slight chance to protest what he was doing, he had pulled his own boxers from his body. He pressed the heat of his flesh to hers, glorying in the silky feel of her skin against the hard contours of his own.
His hips wedged between her thighs, his needy cock resting on her belly while he waited for her to not only come down from the high of her orgasm but for her to start fighting. Kane figured out one thing for sure about Jada, she never ever gave in easy, not even when her body was on fire begging for the fulfillment.
Kane took hold of his throbbing cock, rubbing the sensitive mushroom head up and down the wet slit of his heaven. “Still want to deny this?”
Her hands went up to his chest, nails raking the skin to bring forth a hiss from him. In fact, Kane had to close his eyes as she moved her legs, bending her knees and raising them up his side, opening herself wider for him. “You’re an asshole, Kane.”
Kane smiled, showing her each and every one of his pearly white teeth. “And you can be a real bitch, Princess.”
He shoved hard, impaling ievery thick inch of his cock as deep as he could get it inside her tight pussy, bringing forth a gasp from her.
He growled at the exquisite glove-like grip she had on him. He slightly raised his body up on his arms, just enough to keep most of his weight from crushing her.
With her legs almost tucked under his arms, nails digging into his side, he moved. He pulled his throbbing cock almost completely out, driving back in as hard as he dared. Slowly he moved, building it up.
Kane wanted her screaming, begging him to fuck her, to take, claim, and brand. To let loose the animal inside f
or only her to tame.
“Mine,” he growled, withdrawing slowly before plunging back in. Each movement brought a gasp from her lips. “Admit it.”
Jada shook her head no, bringing a warning growl from him.
Kane picked up his pace, ramming into her slightly harder, but with the same slowness. “Mine!”
Her nails dug harder into his back and Kane hissed in the pain, loving it. “Never.” She moaned, her hands moving lower down his back to his ass. “I’m not yours. Never will be.”
Kane lowered his chest to hers, grabbed a fist full of her hair and yanked her head to the side, exposing his mark. “By the time I ‘m done with you tonight, and after the full moon you will be screaming it.” he snarled the words before his teeth clamped down on the mark and bit her hard.
Jada cried out and bucked under him and Kane let go of his inner animal. He pounded into her with brutal thrusts, forcing her tender pussy to stretch and take all he had to give. He fucked her hard, taking and taking, only letting her have a very few seconds to catch her breath.
When she was close, when her pussy started to tighten on his cock and the nails dug even harder into his ass, letting Kane know her orgasm was very close he stopped. He also let go of the mark, grinning slightly at the bruised color of it.
“You can’t have it,” he whispered in her ear, his voice thick with need as his cock throbbed within her. “You want to come, then you say that one word. Tell me what I want to hear.”
Jada shook her head. “Damn you,” she cried. Her hands went up to his chest, pushing at him in a very feeble attempt and hitting him.
“You fucking dick! Get off.”
“I will, Princess,” he purred, licking at her earlobe. “But the question is will you?” He moved again, slowly stroking inside her. “If I have to, Jada, I will fuck you all night long until you pass out. Then in the morning start it all over again. I’ll stay inside you until you admit that you belong to me. In case you think that I can’t hold back my orgasm, then just think back to when you watched me in the lab. I fucked that one girl without coming once.”
“Don’t do this, Kane.” She panted, begged, “Please!” Once again, he pounded into her hard, stopping when he felt her body about to come. “You bastard!” she yelled, a tear falling from her eye. “You’re nothing but a fucking animal on a goddamn, mother-fucking power trip.” She shook her head, “I’ll never give you what you want. I belong to no one!”
Kane shoved hard, rotating his hips, grinding against her swollen clit. “Then by all means, let me show you my power and who you fucking belong to.” He snarled at her when she moved her hand between their bodies to pleasure the clit that was straining for attention. Attention that Kane knew would give her the orgasm she was seeking, if only she would submit to him. He knew she wanted him. Why did she lie about it? His grip wasn’t nice or gentle when he stopped again and took hold of both her wrists, pinning them over her head. “Don’t think so, Princess. The only pleasure you’re going to get it is from me tonight!”
“Stop it, stop it,” she begged, tossing her head back and forth as she tried to move her hips and grind up against him. Sweat beaded on her forehead, slipping down her neck. “Kane, stop!”
“Mine!” he growled again, shoving his cock hard into her tight sheath, fighting the change that was starting to threaten to erupt from not only his body but his soul. The beginning of his heat was growing with each second he tormented her, reminding him of a demand that he was soon to get satisfied. “My pussy.” He withdrew. “My woman.”
He shoved back in hard. “My fucking mate!” he yelled, giving in and letting his beast out.
Hair started to sprout over his body and his cock thickened more.
Kane withdrew slowly, only to mercilessly thrust back in, bumping her hard clit with his pelvis. Jada was twisting, grinding, and begging him for her release.
“Fine, damn you!” Jada screamed, her eyes still closed. “Yours.”
She started to sob, tightening her legs around his hips. “I’m all fucking yours!”
Kane growled a primal, dominating growl of pure victory. He drove inside her with such power that it took his breath away. Over and over again he pounded into her, enjoying her screams and her nails. He braced his hands over her head, letting her delicate hands roam freely over his body.
The pleasure at having not only her hands on him but also the admission that she belonged to him was exquisite. She whimpered under him, clawed at his skin and still Kane pounded into her. He couldn’t get closer, couldn’t get enough of the tight friction or feel the branding of her pussy on his cock. He wanted it all and with his body, he demanded it. However, he lost his control when out of the blue she bit him hard on his chest next to his right nipple.
Kane yelled a primal yell that was all animal, nothing human. He tossed his head back, ramming into her with all his strength, which had her crying out in release. His cock exploded. Thick, rich seed shot out of his cock in pulsing tidal waves leaving his body shaking.
Both breathed hard but Kane could not find the strength to move from her. He wanted to stay this way, his cock buried to the hilt inside Jada until he died, for nothing in his whole life ever gave him this kind of pleasure. Not even his moments with Sasha as she grew up gave him the peace. Somehow, Jada was the one to calm him like no other would and that thought alone scared the hell out of Kane.
“Mine,” Kane breathed the words out, resting his head on the pillow next to her head, “My mate.” He licked at his mark, feeling her shutter under him.
“I hate you,” Jada whispered the words softly. Kane smiled, but kept his mouth shut, knowing she was just angry that he’d made her give into his demands.
He moved so he could look at her face. Jada was out cold in one of the deepest sleeps he had ever seen. He kissed her cheek, wincing when he slipped from her body, ignoring how his body still ached.
Kane wanted to fuck her again, to assure her once more that she belonged to him but he didn’t. He knew she needed some rest, just like him. After all, tomorrow night was the full moon, a new experience awaited them both.
Adjusting his body so it looked and would feel like he was still on top of her, but his body weight was really to her side, Kane wound his arms around her. He let his body cool while his warmth reached out to her. Using his legs, he brought up the blankets, tucking them in before resting his face behind her head, taking in her scent. Letting out a deep, sleepy sigh he closed his own eyes and let the long awaited rest over take him. Finally, he was able to sleep like he needed with his woman, his mate tucked in his arms.
Chapter Seven
From her window, Sasha watched the snow falling. She loved the snow, even though it was bitterly cold for her. Loved the pure white look on the ground and how fresh the air smelled. But her enjoyment slipped away when she saw a figure running away from the house towards the woods. At this time of the morning, and with the temperature dropping as fast as it was, no one should be outside.
Straining to make out who it was, Sasha gasped and covered her mouth with her hand.
Jada!
She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. A major storm was coming and Jada was out in it. With the temperature dropping so fast, and the snow thickening to a point that one couldn’t see a hand in front of their face, Sasha didn’t understand why Jada would try to go out in it.
“Oh, God!” she gasped.
She pushed away from the window and ran from the room. Sasha knew that Kane spent the night with Jada. But she didn’t hear anything, so she wasn’t completely sure if they had fought again or not.
She barged into the room, making so much nose that Kane jumped up. When he saw her he quickly covered himself up and looked around the room.
“She’s outside,” Sasha rushed to say. When Kane frowned she quickly went on, “Jada. I just saw her outside and the snow storm has hit.”
“Shit!” Kane stood up with the blanket wrapped around his waist.
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Sasha did and bit her lower lip. “The snow is bad, Kane. It was getting real bad while you two were sleeping. Cole called Drake and told him that it was going to be real bad this time.” She turned back around when she heard him zip his jeans up. “She can’t be out there.
She’ll die! And why would she leave when the full moon is tonight.
Isn’t she going to help you with it?”
Kane grabbed hold of her arms, stopping her from panicking.
“Calm down. I’ll find her.”
Sasha nodded and took a few deep breaths.
“Now, which way did she head?”
She licked her lips. “She headed for the woods.”
“Okay. Go wake Drake up and tell him. Also let him know that I’m going to take her back to my place since she is already in the woods, and like you said the moon is tonight. Tell him I’ll call him with the phone he gave me once I get there.” She nodded again and he kissed her on the top of her head. “Don’t worry. I’ll find her before anything happens.”
* * * *
Like Sasha said, the storm was coming in hard, fast and thick with the wind blowing the white shit in his face. Seeing anything in front of him was almost impossible and by the time he reached the edge of the woods he was shaking from the cold temperatures. But the cold did little to ease his anger at her trying to leave again, or the burn from his upcoming heat.
“Jada!” Kane yelled against the wind and the thick snow. Twice he slipped and fell down over lumps and dips in the ground that he couldn’t see. “Jada!”
Why did she leave? He didn’t understand why she would come out in this shit and leave. He thought they’d come to some kind of understanding, but apparently not. She was still pissed at him and he knew that, but that damn anger of hers was going to get her killed.
That is, if he didn’t do it first.
He wasn’t moving fast or making up much ground. The wind seemed to be pushing him back and draining him of energy like the cold took away his body heat but not the heat of his sexual need thanks to the full moon that was coming. He fell to the ground again, his strength slipping with each second he braved the storm. Kane was starting to think that this wasn’t a normal snow storm but a blizzard.
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