by M. A. Church
“Yeah, claim me. My ass is yours,” I purred.
“Mmm,” Lawson groaned. “Going to make you purr more, going to claim all of you, and not just that tight ass, you sexy cat, you.”
I stretched, my body unwinding sensually against Lawson. I wanted to rub all along Lawson and leave my scent on the man so everyone would know to whom Lawson belonged, even Marshell.
Especially Marshell.
I wiggled on the couch until I was flat. I’d managed to drag Lawson on top of me too. I really liked how Lawson’s body trapped me on the couch. Sure, I could throw Lawson across the room if I needed to, but that wasn’t what this was about. Having Lawson pin me on the couch, his body heavy on me, enflamed me and made me feel… helpless, even if knew I really wasn’t.
For once I didn’t have to do a thing except lie there and enjoy the feelings running through me. Lawson threaded his hands through my hair and, surprised by the move, I stared up into those gunmetal-gray eyes. A slight smile crossed Lawson’s face as he moved closer and nipped my jaw. I grabbed a hold of Lawson’s ass—oh yeah, a perfect handful.
With a whine threatening to escape, I ground my groin against Lawson’s. The thickness of the bulge that greeted me left me panting with excitement and fear. Fuck, and I thought I was hung. He might be bigger than me, and holy hell, how was that going to work? I knew how that worked, but the shoe was on the other foot, so to speak. I’d stuck my dick in plenty of holes… but this was my hole. Which was a whole different matter.
Lawson’s lips touched mine, and I forgot what was worrying me as passion knocked every other thought out of my head. The next thing I knew, everything around me spun as Lawson sat me up on the couch and frantically unbuttoned my shirt.
“Bedroom,” he whispered, then nipped my ear.
My cock jerked and I yowled. Was Lawson a biter? A shiver ran down my spine as I stood up. I could so get behind that. I wanted to do some nibbling myself. Grabbing his hand, I tugged Lawson along after me as I hurried us down the hallway to my bedroom. I flipped on the can lights, then grabbed the remote off the end table and turned on the fireplace.
“Holy cow, Heller.” Lawson stared at the room. “The fireplace, the soaring windows, the warmth here…. This is stunning and, and….” Lawson turned to me. “And romantic. I’m beginning to think there’s more to you than meets the eye.”
That was good, right? It had to be. So yeah, I was going with good. Unless it was bad. Now I’d confused myself. “Is… is that bad?” I asked.
Lawson eased my shirt off my shoulders and let it flutter to the ground. “Absolutely not. I just meant you have hidden depths.”
My skin heated, and I knew I was blushing. Maybe he did see me. “You’re one of the few who think that.”
He smoothed my hair back from my face and stared into my eyes. “I think you keep things tightly under wraps.”
I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. That gaze of his demanded I not run away. “Really? Most everyone just thinks I’m high maintenance.”
Lawson tapped the area right over my heart. “There’s not a doubt in my mind there’s a diva in here, but that’s okay. I can deal with the diva. I see you, Heller.”
“And you’re not running?” I joked, although seriously I was about as far away from joking as a person could get.
“I’m not running.” Lawson’s hands dropped to my zipper. “And neither are you.”
His fingers brushed against my skin, and I sucked my stomach in, quivering as I toed off my shoes. His touch was featherlight but it left me yearning for more—more touch, more attention… just more everything. I trilled—a peculiar chuffing noise in my throat—that was a feline call to my mate.
He probably didn’t know what I just did, but he reacted with a full body shiver and a moan. As Lawson fought with my zipper, I was busy getting his shirt off too. I wanted skin, dammit. Finally I managed to get it off him. My jeans fell around my ankles, and I stepped out of them. A swift kick and across the room they went.
“Bed,” Lawson groaned, pushing me backward. “I want to taste you.”
I thought of his mouth on me, and for a second I thought I was going to lose it right there. My cock bounced as I turned and hurried to the bed. Pillows went flying and I yanked the covers back. Blood pounded in my head as I sprawled across the bed.
“Eager, huh?” Lawson’s smile lit up the room as he approached the bed.
I wrapped my hand around my cock, stroking steadily. “Gods yes.”
Lawson nodded at what I was strangling in my hand. “Then let go of that.”
I curled my toes at the command even as I questioned if I could follow it. Did I want to follow it? Well, yeah, I did, but maybe not immediately. I wanted to see what he’d do, if anything. I couldn’t help it. The brat who lived in me had to know.
When Lawson hiked that eyebrow at me, I decided that was enough pushing, and let go. I wanted his mouth on me worse than I wanted to see what I could get away with. Lawson picked up one foot and slipped my sock off.
With a quick kiss to my ankle, he placed it back on the bed and lifted the other. My other sock dropped to the floor. Lawson flicked his shoes off and then crawled on the bed. Watching him prowl across the bed toward me set me on fire.
I might be the feline shifter, but he was certainly giving off predator vibes. I loved it. I spread my legs open and he moved in between them. He still had his jeans on while I was naked. That was totally hot.
Lawson nuzzled the inside of my thigh. “Mmm, hairless.”
He was right. There was no body hair on me. For some reason that just seemed to be the way shifters were. “I, ah…. That feels really…. Holy shit!”
Lawson swallowed my cock and all thoughts fell out of my head, bounced off the bed, and hit the floor. There was no playing around. He started bobbing up and down on my cock, the sucking immediate and strong. I clutched the bed, unable to speak.
I wasn’t sure I was even breathing. Then he did something crazy with his tongue around the head of my cock, and suddenly I was moaning, groaning, and possibly praying to the goddess Bast. He deep-throated me, and my eyes crossed. Thrusting madly, I buried my hands in Lawson’s hair.
Just as I was getting ready to blow my load, Lawson pulled off my dick. “No, no, no,” I wailed. Lawson removed my hands from his hair, and I was amazed I hadn’t snatched him bald. “Please, Lawson….”
“Easy. I don’t want you to come right yet. You need to tell me where the lube and condoms are.”
“Aw fuck.” I struggled to draw enough air in to think clearly. How could I have forgotten to tell him about the condoms? And I so didn’t want to take the time now, but I had to. “Wait. Just… ugh, talk about coitus interruptus. N-No condoms. Gotta come in me. I-It’s the final step in the process.”
Lawson crawled over me, and his eyes locked onto mine. “Really?”
“Really. It has something to do with sharing our very essence with each other. You know I can’t catch human diseases.”
“Accelerated immune system, right?” Lawson asked.
“Yeah.” Finally my breathing leveled out and I didn’t sound like I was gasping for air. “Because of that ability to fight off disease, I can’t give you anything either.”
Lawson’s kiss was petal soft. “I…. Lord, I’ve never barebacked. That was something special, you know? Jesus, the idea of coming inside of you makes me burn.”
“Then let’s get back to it.” I grabbed his head and yanked him down to me. “Less talking, more fucking.”
Lawson’s soft chuckle trembled over my lips. “Gladly.”
He slipped off the bed and removed his shoes. Next came his jeans. I wanted to run my hands over every sculpted inch of him, but he moved back down between my legs. Yeah, that worked too.
I sprawled on the bed. Then, remembering the lube, I twisted slightly and opened the bedside table. Scrounging around, I found the lube and tossed it to Lawson, then lay back. My cat was strangely quiet. As long as I
could see Lawson, all seemed to be okay.
I wanted this, but I didn’t want to set my animal off either. Lawson crawled up next to me and opened the lube. I watched as he wet his fingers. Need sent chills up my spine and my hole clenched. I wanted this, I really did, but damn. Maybe I should’ve gotten the economy-size bottle. Lawson was on his hands and knees next to me.
“Fold your arms under your head and leave them there until I tell you otherwise.”
A small grin played on my lips as I positioned my arms. I wasn’t sure how long I was going to keep them there, but shit, this was hot. My cock lay hard against my stomach.
“Hike your leg up, and let it rest against me. Bend your other leg but leave it flat on the bed.”
Aw goddess, that really opened me up, but I did as he said. As he caressed my hole with his wet thumb, his lips meandered across my chest.
“Eyes closed, kitty. Just relax and feel.”
My breath trembled in my lungs. Close my eyes? I didn’t know if I could. That would leave me so… open. Vulnerable. Helpless. I’d have to… I’d have to trust him. Trust him with my body and my pleasure. With everything.
I didn’t know if I could do that. Trust was something that was hard to come by with me. Plus he was human. There was no getting around that. He was different from me.
“Come on, babe. You can do it.”
He was different from me, but he was also my mate. If I couldn’t trust him, whom could I trust? This one person was perfect for me. He tapped my hole gently with his thumb and I almost came off the bed. I wanted more. I wanted… him.
I closed my eyes.
“Very good. I can’t imagine how hard that was.” Lawson pressed another kiss to my chest and whispered, “Thank you.”
One small step. With that one step, I started on the road to a new life.
Lawson trailed his lips over a nipple, and I jerked on the bed. I had no idea my nips were so sensitive. But then most of the guys I had been with in the past were more worried about me doing them. They never played with my body.
Lawson removed his thumb from my hole and I meowed pitifully. He moved from my aching peak to nuzzle under my arm. I was hairless there too, but apparently that skin was very fucking susceptible to his lips. My cock jumped on my belly as he tongued me. I tightened the hold I had on my wrists, writhing on the bed as he wrapped his other hand around my cock.
“Oh, oh, oh… gods, Lawson.” Straining on the bed, I fought not to open my eyes.
“Keep those eyes closed or I stop,” Lawson murmured softly.
He continued to drive me quickly out of my mind with his hand. A tingle started at the base of my spine. “Going to come,” I growled.
“Huh, didn’t know cats could growl.” Lawson raised his head from my pit and stopped jacking me.
“Surprise,” I gasped weakly. My body screamed to finish as he scooted back down. “But I do wish you’d—fuck!” Lawson rubbed his thumb against my hole, then slowly eased it inside me.
Pain flared briefly but couldn’t hold my attention thanks to being on the verge of orgasm. His thumb did feel odd in me, though. Funny how different it felt from when I did that. Lawson pressed in deeper as he lowered his head to my chest again and sucked one of my nipples. He replaced his thumb with a finger, crooked that digit, and nailed my hot spot. I curled my toes and precome smeared on my belly. Holy fuckatory did it feel different when he did that. A strange yowl exploded from me.
My eyes popped open and I jerked my head up, wanting to see what he was doing. He stopped moving his finger, and Lawson buried his hand in my hair. He jerked my head back down onto the bed. The slight pain sent tingles racing through my body. Oh, I liked that.
Lawson lifted his mouth off my nipple long enough to do some growling of his own. “Keep that head down and eyes stay closed… or I will stop.”
I couldn’t get my eyes closed fast enough, and he let go of my hair.
“Better.”
Better was good, right? At least I thought it was good, but what—my breath swooshed out of me as he pushed in another wicked finger and went back to work. Lawson had filled me with two fingers, but I still wanted more. He scissored them open, spreading and loosening me. Panting, I tried to rein in my desire.
Every time he bumped my prostate, a needy mewl escaped from me. “Please… more.”
Lawson added another finger, and for a moment, pain threatened to take over. I must have made some small sound because he stopped moving.
“Easy. You’re clenching up. Just breathe and it’ll pass, I promise.”
Minutes passed and the pain receded. “O-okay.”
Lawson waited until I was relaxed. “No rush, pretty kitty. This isn’t a race, and I refuse to hurt you. Just let me know when you’re ready.”
I wiggled, and his fingers brushed my hot spot. Pleasure sparked. “Whoa!”
“Sounds like you’re ready for more.”
“Yes!” Lawson thrust his fingers deep inside me. “Fuck, I’m ready. Do it.”
“Not quite ready, but soon.”
I opened my mouth to argue, but he banged my prostate and talking took a backseat to hoarse cries. “Please! Please, please, please.” Holy shit, I was going to lose my mind if he didn’t do something and soon. I ached.
He removed his fingers and the bed bounced as Lawson moved between my legs. “I’m going to fuck you so good. Going to make you scream. Going to claim that virgin ass of yours, Heller. You’re going to be mine before this night is done.”
My head swam at his words. I’d finally belong. “You gotta take my blood as you come in me. You have to.”
Lawson pulled my legs up onto his shoulders. “But—but how?”
I shook my head. “Don’t worry about that. When I tell you to, you drink from me. I’ll handle the rest.” Look at me carrying on an intelligent conversation with a huge cock poised at my hole. “Now fuck me like you mean it.”
I expected him to shove his dick in me. I really should have known better. The care with which he entered me must have taken years off his life, but it didn’t hurt.
“Okay?”
“Fuck yeah!” I hissed at him.
He took me at my word. Next thing I knew, he had my knees up around my ears, with both of his hands on my pecs to support himself. He pushed in a little farther, then pulled out. In and out, in and out. Each time he went deeper in me. I relaxed and my body accepted him.
I loved that he took me carefully since this was my first time. He’d stretched me, and I took his length with no problem. He’d never hurt me. My cat was loving the feelings his cock sent through me. His tenderness stroked the part of me that craved to be needed.
But I also wasn’t made of glass.
“Fuck me,” I growled.
Lawson paused above me. “Don’t… don’t want to hurt…. It’s your first time.”
I ran my hands up and down his arms as a small purr escaped from me. I loved his muscles. “Not gonna break. Fuck me. I need you to… to take me. I want to feel you. I need to, Lawson. Fuck me.”
Still frozen above me, Lawson gritted his teeth. “Are you sure?”
I tried to fuck myself on his cock. All that got me was a narrowed-eyed look. “Yes,” I whined. “I’m absolutely—shit. Yes, just like that.”
Lawson thrust harder into me, taking me at my word. Gentle was gone. This was hot, sweaty, with a hard edge of possession to it. Now I knew what being fucked through the mattress meant, and I loved it. Each time he bottomed out, he grunted.
I wanted to yell with the pleasure coursing through me. I had no idea it could feel like this. I lost track of time as he loved me, and then suddenly he rolled more of my weight upon my back and crouched over me. Lawson hooked his hands around my neck. Inches apart, we stared at each other as he slid back into me.
“So sexy. So good,” he groaned as he fucked me.
I ran my hands over his sweaty body as he rode me. Every couple of thrusts hit my prostate, and I grunted with pleasure. H
is eyes were unfocused as he plowed my ass, pulling more sounds from me.
“Gonna come,” he whispered.
“Let my legs down!”
He leaned back and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Covering me with his body, he stared down at me. “Heller… I’m going to…. Do whatever it was you were going to do. Now.”
I popped a claw out and cut a groove across my chest. I grabbed him behind the neck and yanked him down. “Drink while you come.”
“Mine!” Lawson snarled, then fastened his mouth to the cut and starting swallowing. Heat bathed my insides as he came in me.
Lawson’s orgasm triggered mine, and I came so hard everything grayed out for a moment.
Chapter Thirteen
Lawson
I PULLED out of Heller and rolled onto my side so I could see him. He collapsed on his back next to me, eyes closed, breathing as if he’d just run ten miles. Uphill. In a snowstorm. “Babe?”
His lips twitched but he kept his eyes closed. “Yeah?”
“Wow.”
Heller snorted. “Yup, ‘wow’ works. Man, does it work.”
I touched the wound on his chest. The bleeding had almost stopped. “This okay?”
Heller opened his eyes and grinned over at me before looking down at his chest. “Yes. It’ll heal pretty fast.”
I petted his chest. “Is everything else okay too?”
“What do you…? Oh. Ah, yeah, everything is good.” Heller wiggled a bit. “Might be a bit sore, but nothing to be concerned about.” He rolled over onto his side and ran his thumb across my lips. “You, ah, have some….”
Mortified, I licked my lips and tasted blood. Jeez. I’d just gulped down blood like a pro. Blood. My stomach gurgled a little and then settled down. It hadn’t been as bad as I thought. I licked my lips again.
His blood didn’t taste like I thought it would. I’d tasted my own before—cut my finger or something like that—and it had a metallic taste. Not exactly what I’d call pleasant, but Heller’s didn’t have that. Well, it did, but it was overlaid with a sweetness too.
