Wild Cat: Wild Things, Book 2

by Beverly Rae

  His wicked grin melted her from the inside out. “Sugar, you’re the sexy one.”

  His mouth crushed against hers, ridding her of the need to answer his flattery. Instead, she pulled him close, trying to mold his body to hers, into to hers. He lowered his head, trailing his tongue down her neck to the rise of her breasts, then back up to capture her mouth again.

  At first, she wasn’t sure if the rumbling sound came from her or from him. The vibration that traveled with the low hum, trembled through her breasts to spread inside her, touching her heart not with a mere physical awareness, but with something more, something stronger. His tongue lashed at hers, sliding over hers to suck her taste into his mouth. Musky raw flavor filled her and she wanted to drink in every bit. Dirk growled again and angled his head to nip at the corners of her mouth. She moaned and ignored the chilly rock pushing into her back.

  Suddenly, he changed places with her, then pulled her to him. Grabbing her buttocks, claiming her like the animal he was, he lifted her and she gladly wrapped her legs around him. With a sigh of desire that filled his mouth, she thrust her hips forward, grinding into his hard bulge.

  Supporting her with one hand, he moved his palm under her shirt to her braless breast, taking it, making it seem small in his large hand. Another growl rumbled from him to her and she warmed at the now-familiar feeling. Please take me. Fuck me and fuck me hard. Silently, she hoped he’d hear her thoughts again.

  With a half-growl, half-groan, he pushed her away even as she clung to him. “Here? Now?” he whispered.

  Unable to speak, she nodded.

  “What about—”

  She snarled her warning, breaking off his irritating questions, and started unbuttoning his shirt. He growled again, relief mixing into the urgency this time, then reached for her jeans and started unzipping them. Unlacing her legs briefly, she chucked off her boots and let the jeans slide to the floor.

  “I’m so glad you’re a commando lover like me.”

  At last, she found her voice. “Makes for a faster shift.” She grinned, knowing her grin was as mischievous as his. “Or a faster lay.” In a hurry, she threw his shirt to the floor and started on his jeans while he worked on his boots. “Come on. I want you bare-assed.”

  “Damn straight. Whatever you want, sugar, you’ll get.”

  “And speaking of damn straight…”

  He shoved down his jeans, his cock thrusting outward to prod against her mons. “Is this straight enough? Although I’ve always heard that the ladies like the curve at the end.”

  She mewed at the engorged shaft and slipped her hand down to fondle him. He moaned and lifted her again, his fingers digging into her ass cheeks. Dark brown hair framed his dick, already oozing with his pre-come. She licked her lips, ready to taste him. She smiled at the idea. Dirk had her licking her lips a lot. “Damn but you’re hard. Hard and wet.”

  “The better to take you with, my dear.”

  His playful words, combined with the sensual growl of his tone, made her pussy flood with cream and her nipples pebble. A pulsating need raced through her. “Take me, Dirk. Now.”

  “Take it easy. That storm’s not going to let up anytime soon. We’ve got all night.” He skated his hand between her legs and dipped his fingers between her folds. “You’re wet, too. So slick and slippery.”

  She groaned her frustration into his ear, followed with a lick down the side of his neck. “Then slide on in.”

  Catching her throbbing nub between his fingers, he pinched her, making her yelp. “Ow!”

  “I like it rough, lady. Can you handle it?”

  “I can handle anything you throw at me, wolfie.”

  He moved his fingers, rubbing, stroking, pinching her nub. She wiggled against him, loving the sting that came along with the pleasure. Her come flowed out of her, raking her release through her and outward in ragged pants.

  “Already?” He nuzzled his mouth against her collarbone, warm breath tickling her skin.

  “Don’t worry. I have more where that one came from.”

  “Argh.” Gently, he lowered her along with himself, placing her on her back against the chilly cave floor. “I’ve got to have you.”

  He pushed her T-shirt over her head and threw it away. Sucking on her nipple, he tugged and pulled at her breast. Fingers of lust spread into her breasts and splintered outward to thread through her body.

  “Condom.”

  “Shit.” He reached over to rummage through his jeans pocket.

  “Do you always bring a condom along while hunting a cattle killer?”

  “Hey, ya never know. I was a wolf cub with the Boy Scouts so I’m always prepared.”

  She laughed out loud. Dirk reminded her of Bryer, the way he made her laugh, his lighthearted attitude toward life. Sadness at the thought of her brother trickled into her, but she roughly pushed it away and concentrated on the sex. On Dirk. “Figures you’d be a Boy Scout.”

  Dirk quickly put on the condom. “What’s your pleasure, little lady?”

  “My pleasure would be for you to stop talking and start working.” Alex spread her legs wider, leaned her head back and gasped at the delicious rush of pleasure Dirk’s hands and mouth gave her, then let her head fall to the side. She gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders.

  Conner sat on the other side of the cave, watching them. His eyes, glowing with amber, narrowed at her, intent on taking everything in. But it was his expression that had her breath hitching in her throat. A mixture of hurt and arousal played across his features.

  Why hadn’t he said something? She searched his face, waiting for him to see her question, but he didn’t act as though he’d noticed. “Dirk, look,” she whispered.

  She couldn’t understand Dirk’s mumbles from between her breasts. Taking Dirk’s hair, she tugged his head up.

  “Ow! I like it rough, but hair pulling isn’t very cool.”

  Taking his chin, she twisted his face away from hers. “Conner’s here.”

  Dirk stopped moving to glower at the werecat. His body tensed and not in a good way. “So you like to watch, huh, cat-man?” His easy tone contradicted the rigidness of his body.

  The strange expression on Conner’s face dissipated, replaced with an irritated one. “No.” His gaze matched Dirk’s and held, then moved to her and softened. “I lit a fire at the entrance like you asked and then wondered where you two had gone. When I saw—”

  “When you saw us, you decided to sit a spell and take in the show.” Dirk checked Alex. “Not that I mind. As far as I’m concerned, he can watch all he wants. Still, the lady may not like it.”

  She pushed a hair out of Dirk’s eyes and hooked it behind one ear, keeping her gaze—and her hands—where they were. “Conner, are you all right?” I wonder if… She paused, gave the new idea another thought and decided to forge ahead. “Would you like to join in?” She ran a hand down Dirk’s back, enjoying the texture of his scars against his smooth skin. “You don’t mind, do you, Dirk?”

  The slight crease of his forehead belied his words. “Naw. I don’t mind. Personally, I prefer my threesomes with two females, but whatever catches your fancy, sugar.”

  “Conner?” Had she gone too far? As much as she wanted Dirk, she’d hate to hurt her friendship with Conner. She sent him a smile, one filled with both hope and a plea for understanding. “I want you, too, Conner.”

  “Come on, man. It’s a good way to pass the night.”

  Alex shot Dirk a warning look, caught the twinkle in his eye, then tried a different approach. “Please, Conner. I’ve always wondered what it would be like. Haven’t you?” She knew he had. But would he let her give this to him? Would he give this to her? She tilted her head and tried on a sexy expression. “And after last night, I really want to.”

  He blinked, his eyes suddenly darkening, then added a quick nod. “Of course I have. But just with the two of us.” His eyes darkened into a deeper yellow. “Not with him.”

  “Be reasonable, man. W
hat the lady wants, the—”

  Alex flattened her hand against Dirk’s mouth. Once she was sure he’d finally gotten the message to shut up, she tried again. “Conner, this is what I want. Please. I can almost taste you.” She ran her tongue over her upper lip as an extra enticement and was rewarded with a flicker of desire across his face. Reaching out, she beckoned for him. “Come here. Let me have this. Let me have you.”

  The added emphasis did the trick. Slowly, Conner rose from his seated position, kicked off his boots and crossed over to them. “Only for you, Alex. I’d do anything for you.”

  Alex tried to ignore the commitment behind Conner’s words and, pushing against him, encouraged Dirk to back off. She got on her knees and offered her hand to Conner. Yet instead of taking his hand, she reached for his jeans and undid them. “Then do this. I promise you’ll enjoy it.”

  Slipping his jeans to his ankles, she wrapped her hand around his hard cock, then slid her mouth down the length. He tasted wild, musky, wonderful. He inhaled sharply and pulled off his shirt. She sucked harder, drawing him deeper than before. He wavered on his feet a second and tracked his hands through her hair to keep his balance. Moaning, he fixed his gaze on her, watching her move his penis in and out.

  “Hey, don’t forget about me.” Dirk positioned himself behind her, taking her butt cheeks in his grip and spreading them wider. His shaft slid into her crack, rubbing his shaft against her.

  Keeping her focus on Conner, she cupped his balls and gently massaged him. He moaned louder and planted his feet apart.

  “Oh, shit.” Conner pulled her impossibly closer, holding her to him. “That’s so good. Ahhh. Yeah, Alex.”

  She increased her rhythmic motions with Conner, tugging, pulling, sucking him. Wrapping her tongue around him, she ran one hand up his firm abdomen and thrilled at the tiny ripples of pleasure coursing through his skin.

  Dirk groaned, leaned into her and nipped her on the shoulder. “Damn, but I love your ass. I’ve been watching it all day, wanting to stick my dick into you.”

  “Then do it.” Alex trailed her tongue along the bottom of Conner’s shaft, breathing in the scent that was all male werecat.

  Dirk grazed his teeth across one cheek, down the dip in the middle and over the other cheek. “Bend over a little more and open wide.”

  The wetness between her legs erupted into a flood. She moaned and bent forward as Conner fell to his knees, leaning back to give her a good angle to take him into her mouth again. Dirk pushed her cheeks apart and used his fingers to rub something cold and wet around her anus and inside.

  Dirk was prepared for anything. Instead of saying so, however, she continued to eat the prize in front of her. Conner’s cock was hard, highlighting the purple veins laced from tip to bottom.

  Dirk slowly pushed his fingers into her, carefully, gently. “Breathe, Alex. Breathe and relax.”

  She closed her eyes, fondling Conner’s balls and concentrating on the wonderful heat in her hands and body. Taking long slow breaths, she opened for Dirk.

  Dirk quickly replaced his fingers with his shaft and slid the huge cock slowly, inch by delicious inch into her butt. She tensed, then relaxed, easing him inside her. Dirk rocked back and forth, grunting as he did so, his hands on her hips to keep her in place. “Awww. God, you’re so tight. So sweet.” Suddenly, he rammed into her, pushing her forward. She would’ve fallen if Conner hadn’t held her shoulders. Every time Dirk thrust into her bottom, she used the motion to take Conner’s shaft deeper into her mouth.

  “Ooooh!” Saying the word with Conner still in her mouth, Alex felt the warm air flow over her hands and down his shaft. Another climax broke free, shooting out from her pussy in waves of ecstasy. Smaller pleasure waves rippled along her legs, threatening to weaken her knees. Dirk, however, sensed her weakness and held her tighter, keeping her with him.

  At last she could stand no more and let go of Conner’s shaft. “Oh, hell, yes. Someone better do me right now. I can’t stand it any longer. I need a man’s cock inside my pussy.”

  For a moment, she wasn’t sure if either man had heard her. They went still, neither one moving. Glancing up, she could see the dare in Conner’s face as he glared at Dirk.

  “I’ll have her first.”

  “Well, technically, cat-man, I already did.”

  “Dirk, shut the hell up and get Conner a condom.” Alex pulled away from him even as he tried to hold on, then twisted to face him. If she hadn’t wanted sex so much at that second, she would’ve found his surprised expression amusing. Lying on her back, she opened wide and motioned to Conner. “Now, Conner. Dirk, take the condom off and let me suck you dry.”

  Again the men paused before moving into position. Conner leaned over her and took one of her breasts. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them over his shoulders, lifting her pussy toward his prize. With a half-moan, half-growl, he slammed into her, scooting her head into Dirk.

  Dirk shifted to the side, giving her better access and held his dick in his hand. “You’re so damn wet. I can see your come on him.”

  “Give it to me.” Alex took his shaft and guided it into her mouth. She closed her eyes, savoring the new taste of werewolf. The taste was slightly different from Conner’s. Thicker somehow. Earthier. She dragged on him, keeping her gaze on his lust-filled face.

  “Suck me, Alex. Use your tongue, sugar.”

  Rocking back and forth from Conner’s rhythmic pounding, Alex drew Dirk in and out, holding then releasing over and over, sweeping her tongue around the thick rod. His impressive shaft curved at the end to tap at the top of her mouth. So big. So long. So right. Tasting Dirk while Conner fucked her pussy was beyond her wildest fantasy. She’d had threesomes before, but never with two men who were so very different. And never with a werewolf.

  Conner groaned, leaned over and flicked his tongue over her taut nipple. Taking his cue, Dirk reached out to pinch her other sensitive nub.

  She slurped Dirk’s shaft inside, released him, then did it again. He groaned and spread his legs wider. Cupping his balls with one hand, she slid the other around his thigh to grip his tight butt cheek. Feeling powerful and in control of the two men, she tightened her legs around Conner and tracked her tongue down Dirk’s length, kissing it along the way, only to plunge him back inside her mouth.

  “Oh, shit, I’m going to blow.” Dirk groaned and pulled out of her mouth, turning away with a shout.

  Conner, soaked with sweat, increased his speed, pumping her harder and faster. She reached down, fingering her nub, driving her pulsating pussy to climax. The moment she tensed, then let the climax roll through her, Conner stiffened, threw back his head and roared his release.

  Chapter Five

  “Damn it. Another day gone and we’re not a step closer to finding him. So much for three heads being better than two. Especially when one of the heads is a werewolf’s.” Conner wiped the sweat from his brow and scowled at Dirk.

  “Last night’s storm didn’t help matters, Conner. The tracks we were following have washed out.” Dirk could’ve said more. In fact, he wanted to tell Conner to shove off, but he resisted the urge to take Conner’s bait. The werecat was as worn out as he was and taking it out on him. Besides, he didn’t really dislike Alex’s friend and, in fact, could understand why Conner resented him. The werecat had to have noticed the chemistry between Alex and him. A chemistry that simply didn’t exist between Alex and Conner.

  Dirk studied Alex as she arched her back, thrusting out her breasts, trying to work out the soreness from several hours of running. She bent her head, rubbing her neck, and he bit back the sudden desire to massage it for her. Instead he watched her, fearful of disturbing her, like scaring away a timid doe in the forest. Impossibly, she was more beautiful now than when he’d first seen her—like a female werewolf but with an exotic edge. Getting to know her had added to her charm, making him want to know her even better.

  Alex sighed a mournful sound, then turned toward him, her gaze meeting his bef
ore moving on. Yet he knew she hadn’t really seen him. Instead she was far away, lost in her thoughts, her memories. Dirk inhaled, stunned at the loneliness and grief in her eyes. For several moments, he studied her, wondering what tragedy could fill her beautiful eyes with such extraordinary sadness. Her face, as captivating as ever, seemed older, as though filled with lines he couldn’t see. Her lips parted and he expected her to speak but knew if she did, her words would not be meant for him but for someone only she could see. He inclined his head to her, hoping the movement would catch her eyes, but still she looked past him into an unseen world.

  Unable to bear the ache in her eyes any longer, he dropped his perusal from her face to her breasts. Her firm and pebbled breasts dried his mouth and he wrenched his attention farther down, eager to devour her other treasures. He followed her long legs, watched the way she held her body tall and straight, denying the inner turmoil he’d seen hidden in her gaze. She was a strong woman and he loved how that strength revealed itself in sex. A spark of excitement tickled his cock. Last night was great, but he wanted more time with her. Alone time with her. He glanced at Conner and barely kept the snarl from his lips.

  “Alex?” Dirk whispered, fearful of startling her. She blinked but didn’t show any other sign that she’d heard him. He took a step toward her, raising his hand to her. Conner hissed at Dirk, stepped to block him, then reached out to touch Alex’s arm. Without warning, Dirk’s gut clenched, twisting with an unfamiliar emotion.

  “Stretch?”

  Alex jolted out of her trance, pulling away from Conner’s touch. She glanced between the two men, confusion etched on her face. “What?”

  “You okay?” Conner’s lowered tone was gentle, his demeanor suggesting he’d seen her this way before.

  “Oh.” Alex shook her head, then tugged at the ends of her hair, her gaze wandering anywhere except on the two men. “Of course I am.”

  “Are you sure?” Dirk studied her, ready to do whatever she needed. “Is there something I can get you?”

  “I said I’m fine, Dirk.”