Kalkin (Apache County Shifters Book 1)

by Tl Reeve

  “All of it, Kal,” she whimpered “I want all of you in me.” She clenched around him, trying her damnedest to keep him buried within her.

  “Christ, sweet cheeks, leave me some control,” he growled as he moved over her body. He rested his elbows on either side of her head, then buried his face in her neck. “Fuck, you're tight.” He retreated, then with one hard thrust, he filled her almost completely. He shuddered above her and gasped. His eyes narrowed on her as a sharp burst of pain radiated through her body.

  Oh no. She stared up at him as a mix of emotions played over his features. First awe, then anger, then lust and love, and then rage. She braced herself, expecting the worst. After the one time, when she’d been a teen, she never tried to have sex. Never even thought it would be possible for her to let go enough. She closed her eyes, expecting the worst.

  “Fuck, Keeley, why didn't you tell me!” he demanded. “Why didn’t you warn me so I could make this better for you? So I could do this—”

  “Gently?” She scoffed. “I’m not a little girl and I wanted it done and over with. If I’d told you, we wouldn’t be here.”

  “Over with?” He pulled back then canted his hips, going deeper. “No, this is a fucking mating. It's never over with.” He fisted his hand in her hair, then crushed her mouth with his. He stole her ability to breathe. To think. He pulled back and slipped forward once more. His body mimicked the way he kissed her.

  She gasped. “I thought you wouldn't want to if you knew the truth.” She placed her hand over his heart, feeling the rapid beating of it and realized it matched her own. “It doesn't hurt anymore, I promise.”

  Keeley located the faint pathways she used at the hospital the other day and reached out to him, connecting with him again through that link. His eyes widened for a moment, then narrowed on her as understanding filled his blue gaze.

  Kalkin snarled, snapping his hips against hers. The deep, penetrating thrusts touched her in spots she didn't know could feel so good. She twisted below him, not exactly sure how to explain what she needed from him, but silently hoped he'd understand her.

  “I am going to spank your ass, later,” he grunted. “Then fuck you properly.” His grip tightened in her hair. “You make me wild, mate. Completely unhinged and knowing I own every inch of you is driving my wolf insane. He wants you, too. To feel your sweet pussy ripple around my cock. To see your sweet cream coat me. Fuck!”

  Their pleasure combined through the link and she cried out. She could feel the glide of his dick, along with the way the walls of her vagina quivered around him. The sensation was indescribable. It had been like a million kisses to the tip of his cock, but more intense. Her eyes rolled as they fluttered shut. She should pull back on their connection, yet she didn’t want to miss a second of whatever this was between them.

  “Look at me, mate.”

  Her eyes snapped open, meeting his darkened gaze. “Please.”

  “Watch me fuck you, Keeley,” he demanded.

  Her gaze lowered to where they were joined, and she watched as he proceeded to ease his dick out of her. Her juices coated his thick shaft before he shoved inside of her. She got off on the way his muscles bunched. The corded lines of his forearms as he balanced himself. He entranced her. Hypnotized her.

  “Give me your hand,” he murmured. His cheeks were slightly flushed, and he was clenching his jaw like it took all of his strength and willpower to take his time with her. Droplets of sweat rolled down his temple to his cheek, then his jaw. The impulse to lick the next drop that rolled down his body gut-punched her. She never thought of herself as being such a hedonistic person. So out of control. Wild. Dirty.

  “Hand, babe.” He retreated to the tip, playing with her until she complied with his command.

  “Sorry,” she muttered, feeling like an idiot. She placed her hand in his, then watched with rapt awe as he brought it down between them. He maneuvered her hand so her fingers formed an O around his base and her palm fit against her clit.

  “Ohh,” she mewed as she stroked him with those fingers, while also bumping her clit as he slid into her. She could feel the slickness on his cock. She rippled around him.

  “That's it,” Kal whispered in her ear. “Keep doing whatever you're doing because you feel so fucking good. You’re the sweetest fucking sin. I swear I could die in your arms and be a happy man.”

  He killed her with pleasure. The slow, intense way he built her up, then kept her right on the edge of climaxing, destroyed her in the best of ways. She shivered in anticipation. It was the best kind of torture. She couldn’t explain why she enjoyed it so much.

  Keeley palmed his ass. She caressed the firm globes, then dug her nails into them as he ground his hips against hers. The friction sent sparks of bliss crashing over her. Her clit throbbed as her orgasm washed over her.

  “Keeley!” His pace grew more urgent. He grunted and groaned, riding her through the best sensation she’d ever felt.

  It was as if she jumped from the highest point in the world and free fell back to the earth. Her stomach lodged in her throat. Her heart pounded.

  Tiny aftershocks rippled through her at his tone.

  Kal cocked a brow at her when she giggled and smacked his ass. When he began to move again, his pace took a decidedly slower turn. She enjoyed the way his cock dragged against her sensitive walls. He hitched her legs over his elbows and he slipped deeper, stroking over her sweet spot. Her eyes widened as a deep growl vibrated from his chest. Over and over he hit that spot, causing her pussy to clench around him and her clit to swell and throb as he pushed her toward another release.

  “More, Kal,” Keeley begged.” I need...oh fuck!” He pulled all the way out to the tip, then plunged inside of her. She flexed around him as she grew wetter. The slickness coated both of them. She bent him down to her so she could kiss him again. He swallowed each of her moans. Her unabashed pleasure sent a surge of power through her.

  “Harder,” she groaned, her gaze never leaving his. “Fuck me harder.” I trust you, mate. You won’t hurt me. I know it.

  “You're so fucking tight, so hot and wet. You’re making this impossible to keep going.” Kal chuckled then groaned. “Shit. This is about to get fucking interesting.” He flipped their position with one graceful move. She glanced over her shoulder at him as he filled her once more. His features tightened, and his lips were parted. He hunched into her as he wrapped an arm around her middle. He held her still, taking his own pleasure from her body.

  He nibbled and sucked on the sensitive part where her neck and shoulder came together while his little groans and grunts filled the air. His teeth scraped across the delicate skin, causing her to tighten further as his pace increased.

  “Kal?” She couldn't help the slightly panicked sound of her voice. This approaching orgasm felt different than the others he had given her. More intense. She figured it might have to do with the fact that his dick was ramming into her pussy, but she felt something. It didn’t make sense to her, or her brain possibly couldn’t comprehend it. No. No way.

  “Go with it, baby. Let it happen and I swear I’ll explain. You feel so fucking good.” Her eyes widened as he appeared to thicken further within her.

  “Give it to me, Keeley. Let it happen, don't fight it.” He grunted. “I am almost there. I want us to cum together. Do you understand me? Don't lose it on me now.” Kal captured her chin in his left hand. “Stay with me, Keeley. I got you. It's me. It's me fucking you. It's my dick giving you all that pleasure, all me, mate. It's all in you.”

  He lowered his hand and found her distended clit. He circled the hard bead, adding more pressure with each thrust of his hips.

  “Oh...Kalkin!” she screamed his name as he pushed her into the soft bedding and her release rushed through her. Her pussy clenched hard around his dick, and she could feel the trickle of her cream coat him.

  Kal swelled inside of her, growing even larger, forcing him to shorten his strokes. He couldn't believe it was possible. Kal
kin knotted her like his wolf counterpart—tying them together. Holy shit.

  Before she could ask him anything, his mouth clamped down on her neck and his teeth pierced her flesh. She screamed as another smaller orgasm sparked within her. The snaps of electricity coursing through her caused her to continue to pulse around him as he spilled himself deep within her depths. She shuddered under him, giving over to him as he reared back and howled in triumph.

  He lowered them gently to the ground, spooning his body to hers, as she came down from one of the most amazing experiences of her life. She thought she would be freaking out, and maybe she still would, but instead, a strange sense of satisfaction settled over her. He completed her in the most basic of ways.

  “You uh…did you just um…” She suddenly felt shy around him, unable to broach the subject of her mate knotting her pussy like a wild animal would.

  “Knot you?” he asked, his voice rough and still filled with passion.

  “Yeah.” She blushed, covering her face as she groaned. “I hate this. I hate not being able to ask you point blank the things that shouldn’t matter now. I mean, hello…” God, she needed to get it together.

  “Yes,” he responded, while he wrapped his arms around her, then rolled them so that he was on the bottom and now she was on top. The slight movement caused the knot to pull on Keeley's already tight, overfilled sex. She groaned as pleasure rippled through her body. She wasn't the only one affected either. Kal throbbed once more as he flexed his hips.

  She could get used to this, but…she still had more questions.

  Keeley tucked her bottom lip between her teeth while trying to figure out the best way to frame her questions so she didn’t sound like a lunatic, which right about now, maybe she should. “Will that only happen during the full moon, or will it happen all the time?” God, I hope that happens all the time.

  Kalkin laughed. “It will happen during the full moon. It’s when both the wolf and their mate is the most fertile. It’s why we put all the younger children at the rec center on the full moon. We don’t want unplanned pregnancies, or angry parents forcing matings. The boys are kept with one caretaker and the girls with another.”

  She blinked down at him. “Oh, so this has happened to you before.” She couldn't hide the disappointment in her voice, nor did she want to.

  Kal positioned her over his wide chest. The motion jolted her and gave the knot another tug, causing them both to shudder in response. “No, Keeley. This is the first time for me also. My brothers and I avoid full moon cycles as best as we can. It’s not really a mate thing.” He sighed. “It’s complicated. I knew you were my mate the first day I saw you. My wolf wanted you. I haven’t had a partner in years. Never even been interested in anyone outside of the full moon and let me tell you, Rosie and her five sisters have helped me through more than a few cycles.

  “Rosie and her…oh! Oh wow…” Heat bloomed in her cheeks as she traced one of his tattoos. “Well, I’ll have to thank her later.”

  He chuckled.

  She couldn't help the big smile that floated across her lips. “But you knew it was going to happen?”

  “I knew it would happen, just like I knew I was going to get all of my dick inside of you, mate,” he growled at her.

  “How long will we stay locked together?” She laid her hands on his chest, resting her chin on them.

  “Not really sure. I am told anywhere from a half hour to an hour,” Kal murmured as he began to caress her back. “Are you in a rush to get away from me?” His eyes narrowed at her. “Because I should warn you, if you are, I will find you. I will bring you home and tie you to the bed.”

  She laughed. “I figured as much. You don’t have to worry, though. I was curious when we could do it again.”

  He immediately relaxed and began to caressing her back again. The intricate pattern he drew relaxed her. “You're going to be sore. I wasn't easy on you, and don't think I have forgotten the fact that you were also a virgin.” He gave her ass a smack.

  “Are you upset I was a virgin?” She cocked her head to the side. Being able to think somewhat clearly now, she realized she should have told him earlier. However, she’d allowed the fears of her past to creep into her present. Here he asked her to trust him and she still withheld it. She could blame the fact it kept her and Danielle alive, but it became a crutch, too. If she didn’t tell anything about herself, she never really had to open up. She could keep everyone at arm’s length and never have to take the leap of faith.

  “What do you think?”

  “I’m asking you. I’d prefer not to argue with you about this. I understand I should have told you…I got scared.” She glanced up at him. “I’m sorry. I’m not good at this stuff.”

  He chuckled before kissing the crown of her head. “You’re pretty damn good at it, for never having sex before. Trust me, it’s a fucking turn on to know I’ll be the only one who’ll get the pleasure of knowing you this intimately. It’s the fact you didn’t believe in me enough to tell me. There are to be no secrets between us, nothing you can't tell me. Ever. Got it?”

  “Well I got it now,” she teased. “We’re mates after all.” She sat up slightly and jerked the knot. White hot pleasure seeped into her and she whimpered. “What happens now?”

  “Nothing. We’re mates. The next three days will be intense as hell. You’re going to feel like you’re crawling out of your skin at times, but don’t worry, you won’t be alone.”

  She laughed. “Good to know.”

  “So, all of the shifters in town are doing this tonight?” She couldn’t help the curiousness in her tone.

  “Yep. We have special sections roped off. There are some deputies who patrol the area and keep everyone safe.” He rubbed her arm. “We’re like any other small town, only there is a twist to us.”

  “A big fucking twist,” she snorted then yawned. “Promise me, you’ll tell me all about you guys and how you came to settle here, later?”

  “I promise.” He eased her head back down on his chest. “Sleep, sweetheart. We have a long night ahead of us.”

  She smothered another yawn. “Okay.”

  “Wow, no argument. Color me shocked,” he said playfully.

  “Watch it, bub, I can still kick your ass.”

  Kalkin laughed. “Sure you can, sweet cheeks. One of these days I’m positive you’re going to prove it to me, too.”

  “Damn straight, I will.”

  11

  Leaving Keeley in his bed was the single hardest thing Kalkin had ever done. After mating her outside under the full moon, he'd carried her naked, sleeping form to his home, and placed her in his bed. The mating had been hot and fast, taking away his control to the point he wondered if he'd ever be the same again.

  Twice more he woke her through the night, both of them taking and giving each other exactly what they craved. The knotting hadn’t surprised him. He’d heard the stories floating around town, but experiencing it had been a whole other thing. Everything made sense. Though he’d always had a fierce protective streak, with Keeley, he’d rip apart anyone who dared to hurt her.

  Which brought him back to Simon and why he had to leave his bed at the butt crack of dawn. Blackhorn had obtained the information they needed on the bastard, and it wasn’t good. They were ready for him, though, if he showed his damn face in town. So far, the asshole had stayed away since roughing up Mrs. Martin and destroying her shop. Blackhorn also had a picture of the guy as well. When he got to the office, he’d see if it matched up to the photo the crazy elder wolf’s state-of-the-art security camera had taken. Due to the high frequency of the equipment, only shifters and psychics could sense it. Since whoever attacked Mrs. Martin didn’t, Kalkin knew Simon had to be completely human.

  The minute the smug asshole showed his face in town, he’d catch him, then he’d figure out what the man’s play was.

  “Good morning, Sheriff,” Loraine stated as he stepped into the station. “Last night’s reports are on your desk al
ong with a fresh cup of coffee. I had a feeling you’d need it.”

  Kalkin gave her a lopsided grin. He felt horrible when Loraine took Bodhi home with her. All of her plans to find Jace had gone to hell. He'd have to make it up to her soon. She closed herself off to him the minute she caught him staring, and it rankled his wolf. Not because she didn't want him to see her pain, but because he'd royally fucked everything up.

  “Thanks. Did Bodhi give you a hard time?”

  She shook her head. “He’s a pleasure. He’s absolutely adorable.”

  Kalkin breathed a sigh of relief. Sooner rather than later, he and Jace were going to have to have a talk. “Why don't you take the day off, I'll get one of the newbies to dispatch if you want. “ He gave her a small smile. What he really wanted to say was: “I totally fucked up. Shit got complicated and I cock blocked you. If you want to knee me in the nuts, go for it.”

  She stiffened. Her gaze fell back to the desk calendar in front of her. “I'm fine. No need to worry about me.” Only she wasn't. Her scent was off. Tinged with recrimination, humiliation, and sadness. He caused some of it, too. Damn it.

  “Loraine.” He whispered her name, so as not to upset her any more. “You can’t lie to me.”

  She snorted. The divisive sound twisted his insides. “Who said I’m lying?” She cocked a brow, tilting her head to the side, as though she challenged him to make a bigger scene than he already was. “I’m fine, Sheriff. Peachy in fact.”

  The door opened behind them and Jace strolled through it, coming to a stop next to Kal. The guy had not a care in the world. The heady scent of mating clinging to him only added to the smug grin pulling at the corners of his mouth. “Morning, Loraine. Kal.” Jace patted him on the shoulder as he continued toward the break room.

  “As a matter of fact,” Loraine stated, raising her voice slightly, “I have a date tonight to the festival. Should be fun. Thanks for the offer, Kalkin, but I’m right as rain.”