by Sky Robinson
Bold Lust
Sky Robinson
Second in the Wild Alaska series
Kate Baker came to Alaska on the arm of the man she thought she would marry, only to be abandoned in the little town of Ketchikan—a ruined woman and afraid to face her family. She knows she should try to find the independence her roommates have, so Kate turns down Carter’s offers to take care of her. When he wants to tie her up and use her body she knows she shouldn’t let him but every touch from Carter breaks down her resistance. Soon Kate finds herself submitting to Carter’s every desire and melting under his expert touch.
Inside Scoop: Contains light BDSM elements.
A Romantica® historical erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
Bold Lust
Sky Robinson
Chapter One
“I don’t want you to leave.” The thought of staying here, in the little town of Ketchikan, Alaska, where she knew no one, suddenly scared the heck out of Kate Baker. When they were at home planning this adventure, it sounded fun. But not now. Right now reality was smacking her hard in the face.
She sat on the edge of the bed and grasped nervously at the quilt, trying desperately to find some sort of comfort. Sean set her suitcases in the corner of the room. It was a desolate little room in a desolate little town.
Part of her still didn’t want to believe this was really happening. She wasn’t going to be staying in a stranger’s house, in a town that felt like it belonged on another planet. Her whole life, she’d lived in the city with her family. It was where she was comfortable, where she loved to be.
Why had she gone along with Sean’s plan? She didn’t have any interest in the adventure. Kate had everything she needed at home. Sean had looked so excited when he told her of his big plan to go and explore the world together and to make a fortune finding gold. She didn’t have the heart to tell him no when he said he didn’t want to go without her. Kate should have said no but she hadn’t. Instead she’d said, “Sure, honey, whatever you want, honey.” It was all pretty pathetic. At least it looked that way to her now.
“I don’t want to leave you either, but it’s too dangerous for you to go into the wild with me. I couldn’t live with myself if something bad happened to you.” Sean took Kate’s hands in his and pulled her up to him. His lips pressed gently against her forehead.
She didn’t want to go into the mountains with him, she wanted to go home. Back to the places and people she knew. Back where she was comfortable, safe. Right now she should be in Seattle with her cousin like she had told her family. They would probably disown her if they knew she had come here with Sean. It wasn’t appropriate for an unmarried woman. But it felt good to be with him, at least she thought it was going to. Now she wasn’t so sure of any of it.
“I know I can’t be with you. It’s…it’s just that I don’t know anyone here.”
He smiled and squeezed both of her hands. “I’m sure you’ll make friends fast. Who wouldn’t want to be around an amazing girl like you?”
She didn’t want him worrying about her so she said the thing she knew would give him some ease. “I’m sure everything will be fine.” Kate said the words but had a hard time believing in them.
She had never been this far away from her family, from the people she loved, but Kate didn’t want Sean to think she was a weak woman. He wanted adventure, and they would be settling down for good soon enough. The wedding was already planned for this fall. She needed to let him get this out of his system before they started having babies and he would need to take a bigger part in his father’s business. His chance for adventure would soon end.
Sean’s hands moved slowly up from her waist, brushing the sides of her breasts, shooting warm surges to her core. Part of her wondered if the only reason he wanted her along on this trip was because he couldn’t go very long without getting his dick wet.
“I’m going to miss you.” His lips brushed hers as his hands worked to unbutton her dress.
Stupid piece of clothing anyway, with so many annoying buttons and parts. Whoever designed dresses obviously didn’t enjoy men much. She might have to try out pants, like the ones Emma wore. They looked more comfortable, warmer and definitely more convenient, but they weren’t exactly attractive on a woman. What would Sean think if he saw her wearing them? He probably wouldn’t like it.
Sean finally worked through all the buttons of her dress, and the layers of cloth fell off her shoulders. His mouth moved to the crook of her shoulder bone, then to her neck. Warm pulses surged between her legs.
His hands continued to work at releasing her from the clothing, slowly, gently. That’s how it always was with him. He didn’t rush into anything, never too aggressive with her. Sean O’Riley was a caring, considerate lover and he was going to make a good husband. Just ask her mother and sisters. According to them, he was perfect.
His hands cupped her butt and pulled her against him. His cock strained against his pants and pressed into her belly.
Kate moaned and rubbed herself against him.
In a few months, she would be Mrs. Sean O’Riley. The thought of it didn’t thrill her nearly as much as it should, but he was a good man.
What else could she ask for?
She could ask for a man who could make her toes curl with just his touch, like the men in the dirty books her friend Jenna let her borrow, the books she hid from her mother. But she didn’t know if men like that really existed, and wishing for one wasn’t sensible. She had a man who loved her right here, a man who could please her, a man who came from a good family, a wealthy family. She shouldn’t be dreaming about anything else.
Kate tugged at his pants, urging him to take them off. She wanted to feel him inside her one last time before he left her alone in this town for weeks, possibly even months. She needed to be close to him, needed the satisfaction that only a man could provide before he left.
“You are a sweet woman,” he whispered into her ear. “I’m going to miss you.” He took off his pants and shirt so they were both completely naked standing at the foot of what was going to be her bed for the summer.
“I’m going to miss you too.” She inhaled sharply as his finger made its way through the curls covering her quim, touching the hot flesh underneath. She was going to miss this. He was the only man she had ever let touch her. Kate knew she shouldn’t be doing this now. They weren’t married, but once she felt his touch, felt the pleasure a man could bring to a woman, she didn’t want to go back to being without it. They were going to be married soon enough, so it wasn’t completely inappropriate.
Sean moved his finger gently along the edges of her opening, teasing her swollen woman parts. Then he inserted his finger into her wetness. She clenched around it.
“You’re so wet.” His words were growled.
“You know I’m always ready for you, always ready for this.” Kate purred, knowing that soon her body would be satisfied.
Sean lifted her up like she weighed nothing and set her down gently on her back in the center of the bed. This was how it always was. He liked to have relations the same way every time. It always brought her pleasure, so she never argued, but sometimes she wished he would try something new.
Sean poised his body above her, kissing her neck, her belly, teasing her womanhood with his tongue until she couldn’t take anymore.
“Now, please, Sean,” she begged.
He did as she asked, pressed his cock to her opening and then inside her slowly, but she needed more. Kate arched upward, searching for release.
“Slow down, baby.” He grinned at her. “This is going to have to last you for a while.”
“I don’t want to think about that.” She just wanted to feel his love right now, needed to feel the pleasure.
Sean quickened his pa
ce, his cock thrusting in and out of her wetness. The bed creaked beneath them but Kate didn’t care. The only thing she cared about was the pleasure, increasing in intensity, about to bring her over the edge where she needed to be.
Kate moved her fingers up the warm skin of his arm. The muscles flexed, holding his body up solidly as Sean pounded into her again and again and again. Filling her and bringing her higher levels of pleasure.
Beads of perspiration formed at Sean’s forehead and his breathing was speeding up to match hers.
As he thrust into her over and over again, the room, the strange surroundings, it all started to disappear—leaving only the pleasure about to overtake her body.
Sean slammed into her, deep and hard, and that was all it took.
“Ohhhh Sean,” Kate moaned as her walls clenched around his cock.
Sean shuddered with his own release, his timing perfect this time.
He held his cock deep inside as he emptied his seed into her, didn’t move for a minute, let her have a moment to embrace the feelings of pleasure still flooding through her. Then he pulled out, leaving her empty and her mind rushing back to reality.
Kate buried herself under the covers, pulling them up to her chin and expecting Sean to join her, but he got up from the bed and started dressing.
“You’re not even going to cuddle with me?” She was pouting, but he was being inconsiderate. She’d made the journey all the way to middle of nowhere Alaska with him, and this was the goodbye she got?
“I would love to stay here all day but I have to go. The gold is waiting.” He grinned, having no idea the impact his words were having on her.
Sean’s actions cut deep. He didn’t have to fuck and run.
“I’m sorry, honey.” He came over to the bed and gave her a kiss on the cheek before finishing the buttons on his shirt. “But the sooner I get started, the sooner I’ll be coming back down the mountain with our gold, and the sooner we can start our life together.”
Sean grabbed his hat off the dresser and plopped it on his head before he walked to the door. “I’ll be back in a month—if I can stay away from you that long.”
Sean blew her a kiss and then walked out the door.
“Be safe.” She blew a kiss back to him even though she knew he wouldn’t see it. Her hand shook as she pressed the fingertips back against her lips. “Hurry back,” she whispered.
Kate closed her eyes, holding back the tears that threatened. For the first time in her life, she was completely alone.
Her stomach churned. What had she gotten herself into?
Chapter Two
An hour later Kate hadn’t moved. She stared up at the plain, white ceiling of her new room. At least the bed was comfortable. This suddenly became very important, with the possibility of her spending all her time here alone. But lying in bed feeling sorry for herself wasn’t where she wanted to be all summer. She was going to try to find some fun in this town, starting today. Kate dragged herself from the soft comfort of the bed, and started dressing.
When she got all the layers of clothing on and buttoned, she set to the task of unpacking. Whether she liked it or not, this was going to be her home for the next three months, she might as well get comfortable.
The furniture in the room was sparse, one small dresser, one wooden chair, and the bed. The dresser wasn’t even large enough to hold all the clothing she’d brought, so some had to stay packed away in her suitcases. She probably wouldn’t have anywhere to wear it anyway.
Kate sat down on the foot of the bed. She could make this room look nice with a rug and some paintings but she wasn’t going to be here long enough for that to matter.
Traveling back home was going to be enough of an obstacle with just the things she already had, and hopefully the many, many bags full of gold that Sean would be bringing back.
He was always working on some get-rich-quick scheme, even though he didn’t need to. His family had plenty of money and just wanted him to take some responsibility in the business.
Kate walked out of the room, shut the door gently behind her and ran her hand along the wooden railing as she wandered down the stairs. Might as well go and see what this town had to offer.
Emma was sitting in a stuffed chair reading and didn’t look up as Kate approached.
“I was thinking about walking through town to get my bearings. Would you like to join me?”
Emma seemed friendly, but serious. She was the only person there, so Kate invited her along. It seemed like the polite thing to do.
“I try to avoid being in town at all costs and I was already there once today.” Emma looked up from her book and the serious expression was quickly replaced by a smile. “Go ahead without me, though, and have a good time. I’ll have some supper made in a couple hours if you want to join me. We can celebrate your first night here.”
“I would like that.” Kate nodded and then stepped out the doorway and into her new world.
It was pretty here. Different, but very pretty. Mountains that rose straight out of the sea were something she’d only read about before. The smell of the ocean was interesting. The closest she had been to a body of water even comparable was the lake where her family would spend summer days picnicking on the rocky shoreline. This year they would be doing that without her, and a little bitterness bit at her throat.
Kate moved slowly down the boardwalk, taking in everything around her as she walked. The paths around the town were wooden walkways, helpful for keeping a person from having to travel on the wet, muddy ground of the hillside. There were several tents and small buildings down by the docks being used as houses and makeshift stores. Those were the few businesses the town had to offer. She definitely wasn’t going to be able to pass her time here shopping.
The smell of lumber being cut for the new buildings was better than the fishy ocean smell, and there was construction going on everywhere on the hillside.
People moved all around the town. The docks were the busiest, with men unloading the ships and carrying the materials up to town. Several of the men glanced her way, but she didn’t hold eye contact with any of them. It wouldn’t be appropriate.
Kate walked down toward the docks to where most of the activity was.
A woman wearing a pink, flowered dress and matching bonnet approached her while keeping direct eye contact, letting Kate know in no uncertain terms that she intended on speaking with her. “Hello there,” the woman said in a loud, nasal voice.
“Hi,” Kate replied softly, not sure she wanted to start a conversation with this intense-looking woman but not wanting to be rude.
The woman was quite aggressive and seemed to be very determined to talk with her. She stood right in front of Kate, not giving her the opportunity to say hello and keep walking.
“You must be new in town. I’m Betsy Donovan and my husband is the pastor here.” She paused for a second and looked over Kate. “You aren’t a prostitute, are you?”
“No.” Kate felt her eyes get big, and she shook her head vigorously. Why would the woman think she was a prostitute? And why would she have the nerve to ask such an inappropriate question? It was definitely not polite.
“I didn’t think you looked like one of them.” Betsy practically hissed the last word. “But I wanted to make sure. There aren’t many women in this town, and most of them are prostitutes. I just wanted to be certain you weren’t one of the unholy before I invited you to services on Sunday.”
“Oh?”
It seemed hypocritical of Betsy to not invite everyone to celebrate her religion. Weren’t they in the business of saving souls? All souls.
“Yes. I hope you’ll be able to make it.” Betsy stood with her hands on her hips and nose in the air. She was practically daring Kate to say no, probably so she could delve into a well-practiced speech on the values of a strong belief in a higher power. Kate would save her the trouble.
“I will certainly join you,” she said in a voice that sounded more optimistic than she felt a
bout the whole situation.
Kate wasn’t sure she wanted to take part in Betsy’s faith and hoped it wasn’t as obnoxious as she was. But going to church on Sunday would give Kate the chance to socialize, to do something other than sit around the house. It was her first step at trying to become a part of this town.
“Well, fantastic.” Betsy smiled. “I’ll see you on Sunday then. Services are held in the white house there at eight in the morning.” Betsy pointed to a large building halfway up the hill.
“I look forward to seeing you then.” Kate nodded politely. It would be interesting to see what kind of church they had in that little white house.
Betsy scurried up the hill searching for her next soul to save, while Kate continued her journey down toward the docks.
The town behind her ended abruptly in a thick forest near the top of the hill. A few tall totem poles carved in the shapes of eagles and bears and frogs dotted the area between houses. They were interesting, and the frog one was kind of scary. He looked like he could come to life and eat someone.
One of the houses had an Open for Business sign. It was handwritten on cardboard giving no indication of what type of business it was, so Kate peeked in the front window.
The main area of the building was filled with ropes and hammers and saws and a complete lack of organization. A stove and refrigerator sat at the perimeter of the room but were partially covered in hardware as well.
Kate pushed the door open and walked in to explore. A man sat awkwardly hunched over a table heaped with papers. His long, muscular body was way too massive for the little wooden table and chair. When he looked up from his work, blue eyes pierced into her soul. Her breath caught in her chest. The man looked like he could be a Norwegian god. His hair was dark blond, a little unkempt, but that only added to his appeal. She’d never seen a man so beautiful, but it wasn’t in the cherub-type way she usually found attractive in a man. This man had an aura of danger. And for some reason she found it very striking.
