Power Awakened (The Feral Book 2)

by Charlene Hartnady

  Next thing she knew she was on the bed, her jacket was unbuttoned and her pants were mid-thigh. Cadon crouched over her. God, her legs were splayed. How had they gotten there? He rubbed on her through her panties. His thumb finding her clit through the cotton. She moaned as her nerve-endings exploded. He rubbed on her again, sucking on her lower lip before picking up where they had left off with that scorching kiss. It felt better than most sexual contact she had ever had ‒ and it was just the pad of his thumb through cotton.

  Then she remembered something. A very important something. Kerry broke the kiss, sucking in a deep breath. “I’m not going to scream, by the way.” Her voice was a little shaky. It was hard to talk when her mind seemed to have left her. She shook her head. “I’m sorry but I’m not. It won’t be any indication of your…your ability in bed. We have to be quiet. That’s all.” She knew she was babbling but couldn’t stop. “The others can’t know this is happening. I mean, they’re not stupid…they know but we don’t have to broadcast it.”

  “I thought we were doing this so that Magnar would get off our backs.” Cadon smiled, his dimples popped. Flip but he was gorgeous.

  “Is that why you’re doing this?” Shit! She hoped not. He had said something along those lines to Worth, but he may not have meant it. She really hoped and prayed he hadn’t because she didn’t want to have to tell him to go to hell right now. Not while his thumb was pressing on her clit. Not with an orgasm hovering on the horizon.

  Cadon shook his head. “I’m doing this because I’m attracted to you. I’m doing it because I want to. Magnar can go fuck himself!”

  “Good.” She huffed out a breath. “I think so too.”

  “Great.” He kissed her again, pulling her underwear to one side.

  She all out moaned when his finger actually connected with her flesh. “I’m sorry, I…” She moaned again when he circled her clit. “It’s been awhile. Not as long as you, but…”

  He scooted down. When had he taken her pants off? Before she could answer her own question, he was placing her legs over his shoulders. Not seeming to care how long her hairs were or…her eyes rolled back in her head and her lips parted with a gasp as his mouth closed over her clit. His tongue darted back and forth, sucking with his mouth at the same time.

  Oh shit!

  Oh!

  She groaned long and hard. Damn! She was supposed to be quiet. No one was supposed to know this was happening. They might have heard that though. If she was any louder, they would definitely hear her. Kerry slapped a hand over her mouth just as another loud groan was torn from her. The sound muffled by her palm. Her eyes were wide. The sound of her ragged breathing, through her nostrils, filled the room. That too sounded very noisy. Her whole pussy felt lit up. It felt super-charged.

  His finger slid inside her and she grit her teeth. This was happening fast. Lightning speed. Like she was on a roller-coaster and rushing for the loop de loop. Or quickly making her way to the top of a bank, an all-out pitch on the other side. It was the excitement of knowing she was about to fall and fall hard.

  That mouth of his. Oh god but that mouth. Sucking, licking or both at once. She’d never liked being fingered. It was all so fumbly. The odd scratch thrown in. It sometimes outright hurt. Not this time. Not at all. His finger slid in and out of her. Maybe it was two fingers. She couldn’t be sure because she was going out of her mind. She could only feel. It wasn’t just her clit or her vagina, but her whole lower region, her belly, even her legs which were shaking. In and out those fingers went. Not fast. Not hard. The sucking and the licking.

  It was this beautiful man between her legs, focused so intently on her, his sole aim to bring her pleasure. It was wondrous. She glanced down, seeing the top of his head bobbing. His arm moved backwards and forwards as he continued to finger her. There was no more staving off the inevitable. Her head fell back as pleasure rushed through her. Her groan, even though done into her palm, was deep and loud. When she looked down, she was squeezing his head between her thighs. She couldn’t stop doing it though. It was only when his touch softened, the pleasure still there but more manageable, that she could pry them open.

  “Shit, sorry!” a breathless murmur.

  “You can do whatever you want to me, whenever you want to do it.” His face was pinched. His eyes…wow! His jaw was tight. His frown was back. He unclasped his jeans and his cock jutted out.

  She’d almost forgotten how big it was when erect. Now that she was looking at it up close and personal…it was a monster. Her eyes must have widened and maybe she gasped. She couldn’t be sure because she was still vibrating with the last remnants of her orgasm.

  Cadon smiled. It too was pinched. “I promise to be careful. I won’t hurt you.”

  How could he say that with certainty?

  The healer had been right, her snatch was swollen. All of it, from her outer folds to the inner ones. Even her nub. It had been protruding…easy to suck and lave on…easier in many ways to give her pleasure with his mouth. Hopefully her swollen snatch would accommodate him, would work in his favor, both their favor. This was first and foremost about her, after all.

  He looked down at her belly. Lightly rounded…beautiful. Cadon placed a hand on its curve. “Would you like to ride me, or I can place you on your knees? There’s also…” his voice was thick with need.

  She smiled, her cheeks still flushed and her eyes still hazy. “We’re going to discuss positions?”

  “Yes.” He nodded. “I don’t want to hurt the baby.”

  “You won’t.” She moved to a sitting position. “Me, on the other hand…” Kerry looked down at his prick and just that move alone had seed accumulating on his tip in a bead.

  She closed her fingers around his girth and he groaned. “That might not be the best idea,” Cadon said, strain in his voice.

  “Why not?” She looked up at him from under her lashes. So sexy!

  “I want to come inside you, that’s why not. If you touch me, even a little bit, that might not be possible.” He groaned again as she released him. “If you sit on me,” he swallowed thickly, “you get to control how deep, how fast…all of it. If I take you from behind,” he clenched his teeth, “I promise to be careful, and I’ll be sure to hit the spot.”

  “The spot?” She quirked a brow. “What spot would that be?”

  He felt confusion well and frowned. “The spot that will make you come hard.”

  “Oh, that spot.” She looked away, biting her bottom lip.

  This female had no idea which spot he was referring to. Such a terrible liar. One of the things he liked about her. It fucked him off she didn’t know though. Had never experienced… Never mind…she was about to. “I could also put your legs up straight against me, leave you lying down on your back, but I wouldn’t be able to see you.”

  “You want to see me?” The sides of her mouth quirked up.

  “Yes.” He nodded. “I’d love to see your face, but I think this time round on your knees would be better.”

  “Okay.” She moved onto all fours and he had to grit his teeth to keep from grabbing her hips and plunging into her. “I don’t mind straddling you though,” she said as she glanced back at him.

  “Oh, you’ll get to straddle me alright…just not this time round.”

  Kerry smiled and blushed, turning away. Her breasts looked incredible. He leaned over her ass and squeezed on one, letting go almost immediately. No! Not this time either. He was going to blow too soon otherwise. There was plenty of time to become acquainted with every part of her, especially her chest, but right now he wanted to become acquainted with her snatch. He wanted to find her buttons and push them.

  He clasped a hand to her belly, softly stroking her there before delving between her thighs. She moaned when his finger made contact with her nub. So receptive. There was no way she was keeping quiet. He would wager a month’s worth of gold on that. Her back was long and elegant. So smooth and soft to the touch. Her ass was just perfect. Two rounded g
lobes.

  He kept rubbing softly on her nub, pulling back so that he could see her glistening snatch. It was a ruby red and swollen. So ripe and ‒ for a little while at least ‒ his. All his! It glistened with her juices. His fantasies had been good, but this was amazing. She moaned some more as he continued to slip and slide over her clit.

  She was panting and arching her back. Cadon needed her at the brink. He wasn’t going to last long. Not after all these years and not with this female. When he was sure his finger was nicely coated with her juices, he thrust it inside her. Loving the feel of her tight snatch.

  Kerry groaned, quickly clamping her mouth shut to stifle the noise. Why was she fighting this? He smiled, his skin feeling tight. His balls feeling tighter. His dick throbbed between his legs, wanting so badly to be inside her.

  Within no time, she was pushing back against his hand, riding him. Little gasps and pants falling from her lips like embers from a raging fire.

  Satisfied she was wet enough, turned on enough, he lined himself up at her opening. Using one hand, he continued to rub her clit. Easing off on the pressure. He didn’t want her to come yet. Not until he was inside.

  She made a yelping noise as he pressed against her.

  “Okay?” he asked, his voice so gruff he could barely recognize it as his own. “You. Okay?”

  “Yes… Y—” she groaned and he eased off some more. “Fine…it’s fine.” Her breathing was labored. “Don’t…” drawn out, “stop.”

  Thank claw! “He eased his tip inside her, which elicited a groan of his own. The sound deep and angry. He couldn’t remember anything ever feeling this good. Guilt tightened his chest for a moment as he realized it was true. The need to be inside Kerry overrode any emotions he had ever had. He kept his thrusts short and easy. Not wanting to hurt her. He growled loudly, fighting every base instinct inside that told him to thrust home. That told him to just take her and be done with it.

  She mewled, shaking beneath him and he realized he was frantically circling her nub. Soft! Easy! Slow! He kept pushing, a little deeper each time. When he bottomed out inside her, he snarled.

  He expected her to turn, to tell him to shut up but she didn’t. Instead, Kerry began to rock back against him, her eyes were closed and her jaw slack. Her breasts rocked in time with the motion. He stroked along the arch of her back, grunting each time his prick slid home. He toyed softly with her clit. His movements were slow and measured. His willpower ebbing with each stroke.

  “You tell me…you…tell…” He battled to get the words out as the sheer pleasure choked him. “Tell me…if I…hurt you,” he finally managed.

  “Yes.” A sob. “More. Just more.” She arched her back.

  Cadon gripped her hips and thrust using more force. Where? Where? He changed his angle, leaning over her back. Using shorter strokes and then deeper ones.

  Kerry tensed. Then she wailed on the next stroke and grabbed at the covers on the one after. Her eyes were wide, her mouth too.

  There.

  Just there.

  His balls were in his throat. His skin taut. His throat burning from all the grunting, but he couldn’t stop. His body vibrated with the need to come. His hands tightened on her hips as her snatch fluttered. He clenched his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut as her opening tightened with a fierceness around him. Tight, wet, holding onto him and then milking him. He roared in much the same way as Hagan had done the night before. The sound drowning out her scream. It went on and on. He used short, punchy thrusts, which became slower and more drawn out. His growls turned to grunts and his grunts to pants.

  Kerry was breathing heavily. She would be slumped on the mattress if he wasn’t holding her up. Cadon withdrew from her heat, pulling her against him. Her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her eyes closed. “Oh my god!” she huffed out. “Oh my god…” Her eyes opened in shock. “I have a spot,” she stated. “I screamed. Oh, no…I screamed.” She covered her face.

  “Even if you hadn’t, I couldn’t have held back that roar for anything. I’ve never come that hard.”

  “You really don’t have a filter.” She laughed softly. “None of you do. I can’t ever go back out there. I can’t face any of them,” she announced, covering her face for a few moments before looking at him. “We’ll have to be quieter when we do that again.”

  “Not possible.” He kissed her neck.

  “No, we will,” she insisted. “We must be.”

  Cadon smiled. Not happening! He might roar his release every time. With his prick that tightly fisted and her snatch so wet. With everything else so lush and ripe, a feast for the eyes, it was a wonder he had managed to hold on as well as he had. A wonder he hadn’t injured his vocal cords.

  He couldn’t wait to do it again…and again. In fact, he was suddenly hoping the Fallen would have a hard time finding females. Cadon might just sabotage them purposely. He was sorely tempted.

  Chapter 21

  Kerry pulled on her sweater. “I can’t do it.” She shook her head, her eyes on the door.

  “We can’t stay here indefinitely.”

  “Want to bet?” She widened her eyes at him, her cheeks heating at the mere thought of heading downstairs.

  Cadon chuckled. “I’d be happy if we stayed.” He reached out, putting his arm around her, nuzzling into her neck. Kissing her just below her ear.

  Despite her apprehension, Kerry giggled, breaking out in what felt like hundreds of goosebumps. When he kissed her a second time, she felt a zing of need move through her, settling in her lower belly.

  No! These darned hormones. It wasn’t enough that he’d just made her come twice. The second one had blown her mind. She felt her cheeks heat to ‘who turned on the furnace’ status. She’d screamed. Loudly. Very bloody loudly. Her throat still felt a little scratchy. Other parts of her felt tender. A good kind of tender.

  But oh, good lord, she’d screamed.

  Everyone would know. Everyone would have heard.

  Cadon let her go, he leaned up against the jamb, smiling so hard he was all dimples and glinting eyes. “Everyone knew we were going up to fuck.”

  “Don’t say it like that, just makes me feel worse. We went at it like rabbits. Please don’t tell me the bed was thudding. I don’t remember the bed thudding but…”

  Cadon turned his gaze to the bed in question. To the wrought iron headboard.

  “Oh shit!” She put her hand over her mouth and laughed, feeling mortified.

  “In hindsight, choosing those particular headboards in this house was not the best idea.”

  “Every room has them?”

  Cadon nodded. “We can go shopping today for a couple of new ones. You can choose whatever you would like for our room.”

  “I’m thinking something fabric and very sturdy.” She smiled. “And I wonder where we could find ourselves a gag as well. I don’t like the idea of everyone knowing every time we have sex.”

  “Yeah.” His eyes seemed to darken, his body visibly tightened. “Because it’s going to be often. The healer said it’s good for the baby.”

  “Good for his mommy too.” Just talking about sex made her feel achy between her legs.

  Cadon’s eyes crinkled around the edges. “We’ll have to go to bed early.” He pretended to yawn. “I don’t know about you but I’m pretty tired.”

  She laughed. “I think you’re full of good ideas today.”

  “As much as I’d love to stay right here and talk and,” he closed the space between them and brushed his lips against hers, “do other things, I have a feeling Magnar wouldn’t be too happy. I’m sure you know that saying, ‘it’s best to just pull out the quill in one go’.”

  “Quill?”

  “Yep.” Then he smiled. “Um, I guess humans don’t get stuck with porcupine quills very often.”

  “You guys do?”

  “It’s a game we played as children. Try to touch the porcupine’s head without getting stuck.”

  A laugh was torn from her. “
Poor thing.”

  Cadon smiled, looking sheepish. “I know. It’s not something you think about as a kid though. My brothers and I would often come home in a sorry state.”

  She couldn’t imagine Cadon being young. It was very difficult.

  “It was always best just to pull out the quills quickly. To get it over with.” He took her hand. “Let’s get this over with.”

  Kerry sucked in a deep breath. “How many brothers do you have?”

  “Two. Both younger”

  That was it. He wasn’t going to tell her anything else. She nodded. So, no sister. Who had he lost? His mother maybe? A friend? His partner? She wanted to ask, but she knew she’d get the same reply. It was best she didn’t know. They might be sleeping together but this wasn’t a relationship. Not like that anyways. She needed to remind herself of that, especially since she wasn’t one to mess around. This was the first time she’d had casual sex. Her mind wandered to Jeff, to how he was in the early days. Sweet and considerate. To how he had changed. No thanks, she didn’t want to be controlled and manipulated. Kerry looked back up at Cadon, realizing that her gaze had moved to the floor. His eyes were filled with concern. It was genuine. “You good?”

  “I’m fine.” She smiled back, a warm feeling unfurling inside her. Cadon wasn’t anything like Jeff. More of a reason to keep things very straight inside her head.

  Cadon nodded once, he turned and opened the door, gesturing for her to go through first.

  “Time to pull out the quill?”

  He nodded. “Very much so.”

  He followed her out, taking her hand. Her heart went nuts in her chest. Her cheeks must look like two beetroots attached to her face. Would they see the mortification in her eyes?

  One of Magnar’s guys was making a snack in the kitchen. There were a couple of men lazing on the couches in the second living room area they’d set up after having the wall repaired. They were watching a romantic comedy. Completely riveted. Hagan looked up, looking back at the screen when he saw it was them.