When It Raines, He Purrs (Move Over Fate Book 2; Paranormal Dating Agency)

by Michelle Ziegler

  "Did you know boys have a penis? My brother -"

  Raine couldn't be certain but her face was boiling hot and was probably as red as a tomato. "Sweetie? Where is your mom?" Raine craned her neck around looking. She caught sight of Kian's face. It was red, but not from embarrassment. His lips pressed together, she realized he was holding in laughter.

  "Sky, honey. Say goodbye to Miss Raine," said the girl’s mom.

  Oh thank goodness.

  "Bye," said Sky. The girls mom waved as she hurried her out.

  Raine closed her eyes. She raised her hand to her face. Kian let go of her other arm.

  "So. Uh. Cute kid," said Kian.

  "Yeah. Super sweet. She has no filter. And she has two older brothers."

  The laughter that Kian had been holding broke the surface.

  The embarrassment finally chased away by the humor of the whole conversation finally sank in, and she smiled. One by one the kids filed out. No one stuck around long after classes. She preferred it, tonight more than normal.

  "So. Should I just wait over here?" Kian asked

  Raine looked around the room. "No, I think we are good. I just need to grab my stuff and close up."

  The last family left as Kian and Raine stood looking at each other. Silence, nothing but the air in the ventilation system around them.

  Kian stood in front of her, a t-shirt stretching across his chest. His jeans hanging low on his hips. Her eyes moved over him, running back to his face. His eyes more gold than green sparkling back at her. She wanted to touch his hair, run her fingers through it. She wanted to know what it was like to press up against all that raw muscle.

  Blinking away the haziness in her mind, she found her voice.

  "So. Uhm. What did you have in mind tonight?"

  He shrugged. "Dunno. I didn't get that far. I just didn't like the idea of you being alone after classes tonight."

  "Oh." She hadn't expected that.

  "Yeah. So..."

  A soft spot within her seemed to open up as she watched him. How could a huge man, someone that looked like he could take down just about anyone, look nervous? Maybe she needed to let him in, get to actually know him. Nothing about him was what she'd thought about shifters. This man in front of her may have seemed like the tough alpha, controlling and hard, but that wasn't all of him.

  He stood there, they were alone and the way his shirt pulled, she could imagine running her hands over every single muscle. Her heart had forgotten the darkness in her past. He took a step closer to her, the scent of his soap swirled around her as the air carried it to her. The scent of a man.

  "So," she whispered.

  He didn't look away from her, his focus on her and only her. Her skin tightened as the thought of his fingers grazing her bare skin. As if he could read her mind he raised his hand, a feather-light touch running down from shoulder to arm, to her wrist. She shivered.

  "The lights," she said.

  A quick nod of his head and she started towards the other side of the room. Each foot step calculated as she tried to pretend like she was someone else, someone he'd want to watch walking. A glance over her shoulder and she saw that he had followed her. She clenched the muscles between her thighs as her body seemed to beg for him, he steps faltering.

  Raine passed through the maze of heavy bags and reached for the switches to the main lights. As she flicked each switch, a small illuminating backup light cast a glow around the space.

  She turned around and saw Kian, his hand resting atop one of the bags, his stance blocking the opening directly in front of her. She rubbed a bare foot over the top of her other foot, nervous energy looking for an escape.

  "You are sexy. You know that?"

  Her breath caught. "I. So are you."

  He chuckled.

  "Oh. I mean. Well..."

  His lips pulled into a subtle smirk. "What? You seem nervous. Am I getting to you?"

  She took a step forward. He unnerved her and she liked it. "Maybe."

  His eyes seemed to widen with each step she took towards him. One. Two. Three. She stopped toe to toe and tilted her head up.

  She could look for a thousand years and she'd never find a man who touched her soul to the point of erasing everything but him and her.

  Licking her lower lip, Raine let her eyes forged a trail from the emerald of his gaze down the slightly imperfect angle of his nose to his very perfect mouth. She lifted her hand to the perfect skin of his cheek. She ran her thumb over his bottom lip. The way he smiled as she explored him made her chest tighten and had her pulse fluttering like a hummingbird. Dragging her finger down, she flattened her hand against his chest taking in each rise and fall.

  "Tell me Kian. Why are you here?" the words so quiet she didn't know if he'd heard.

  He dropped a hand to her waist, the other snaking behind her and pulling her close.

  "I need you." The rumble of his lowered voice sent a wave of need through her.

  She sucked in her top lip, dragging her teeth over it as she tried to fight the muscles contracting between her legs and the sudden ache consuming her.

  "I need you, Raine."

  He closed the space between them pulling her close enough not even air remained between them.

  "I'm starting to think I need you too." She paused. "Maybe we should just take things slowly."

  Standing on tip toe, she moved by instinct and need. An invisible rope wound its way around her pulling her to him. She rested her palms on his shoulders, hesitantly moving her arms around the back of his neck.

  "What do you need from me Kian?”

  She let out a nervous laugh before she made her next move. Pushing away rational thought she reached behind her and grabbed his hand, pulling it to rest on her heart. An invitation to more if he wanted. Maybe he thought that she was his mate, but he was going to have to convince her that he was worth her time.

  His eyes flashed gold. She squeaked in surprise as he leaned into her, forcing her to backpedal in surprise until she hit the wall behind her. He pinned her against it. Raine's own instinct settled in, but instead of reacting in fear she was nervous. Sweeping her leg around his leg, she took him off balance, taking the control from him.

  He toppled like a massive tree taking her with him. He pulled her leg up, his hand locking her against him as they rolled over. On top of her, she looked up into his face an inch from hers. Their bodies were so close she felt each and every breath he took.

  "Is this what you wanted princess? Me on top?" He smirked.

  She squirmed and gave up under him. She started the game and he wasn't going to let her win, not unless it still resulted in her naked with him inside of her.

  He watched her features. Her breathing was more rapid than his own, she'd exerted more energy trying to knock him down. The thought had him laughing. "I'm not sure what you were expecting, but you can't beat me," he said.

  Kian and his cougar didn't like easy prey and like it or not, Raine was their ultimate prey.

  The muscles in his neck strained as he resisted doing what his body begged. He held her down, supporting some of his weight with one arm, the other arm keeping her hands together, above her head.

  He moved positions, not giving her enough space to get away but enough to let her breathe.

  She wiggled beneath him. He hissed in a breath as her body rubbed against his rock hard dick. She paused.

  "Oh," was all she could say.

  He closed his eyes for a count logger than a blink as he tried to picture anything that would get his shit under control.

  "Nope. I'm good," he said.

  "That's not. Is that you?"

  He chuckled, his eyes wide in amusement.

  "That's all me Raine."

  "Oh."

  A hint of pink touched her cheeks. He sniffed the air as her arousal hit him like a tornado of scents.

  Without warning she thrust her pelvis up in a counter move, making the effort to knock him off her.

  "Why are y
ou fighting me?"

  Looking up at him, she smiled.

  "Don't you shifter types have to prove that I am a worthy mate or something?"

  He smiled, hitching his knee higher and locking her in a compromising position. He was rewarded with a little squeak of surprise from her.

  "Oh princess, this is not how you prove yourself, not to me anyway. My cougar already knows you're it."

  He couldn't resist her. He relaxed his grip on her wrist and pressed into her, his dick begging to be played with. She couldn't ignore the bulge in his pants, he wouldn't let her. She'd caused it. He was so hard he couldn't think.

  Raine pressed into him and he groaned in pleasure. Her hand snaked around, finding its way between them.

  "Careful there Raine. Be aware of what you are doing."

  Lust clouded her baby blues. She dragged her teeth over her swollen bottom lip.

  "I'm very aware of what I am doing."

  Those words were a key to his willpower, unlocking him to her. Kian eased his face closer, his grip releasing giving her every chance to escape.

  "Do you?" he asked.

  She paused, her hands precariously close the button on his jeans and, her fingers brushing skin that peeked between his shirt and the waistband.

  "Maybe I do. Maybe I don't. But I'm not fighting this anymore."

  She didn't turn away from him as he closed the gap, his lips so close he could nearly taste her.

  She closed her eyes and he took it as an invitation. At first the kiss was slow, simple. The current of electricity between them slowly pulsing as he took in the flavor of her. His tongue explored, reaching out to hers. She answered by pressing further and deepening the kiss.

  The need built, his cougar taking control of his desires, his animalistic need. Forgetting whatever game she'd been playing his hands found a new mission. Running his palm over her and finding her taut nipple under her clothing, he groaned. He kneaded her, pulling at the peak as he pressed into her.

  She moaned, her hands reaching below his shirt in a feverish mission. The heat of her palms on the ridges of his stomach eliciting a shudder at her touch.

  As he let his hands play explorer over her body, he grew impatient. She had too many clothes on. He found the neckline of her shirt and yanked, tearing the length of her shirt without a second thought. She didn't hit him, so he took that as encouragement. Her kisses grew hungrier by the second.

  Tracing the tops of his fingers over the edges of her bra, he broke the kiss and started to lick a path along the skin. She arched her back, pushing her breasts closer. He cupped one then the other before pushing up the bra, freeing one taut nipple then the other. He sucked at each peak as she ran her hands through his hair pulling him closer.

  Her pelvis rocked against him as he began to kiss a path from her nipples down her stomach stopping at the waist of her pants. Slipping his finger under the elastic of her athletic pants, he felt a growl rumble up his chest as he watched her skin tighten under his touch. She raised her hips in response.

  Slow wasn't his thing and with her physical permission, he pulled down her pants tossing them aside. Taking a moment to enjoy the view he felt his body twitch at the site of her beautiful nakedness.

  "I can't wait anymore," she said as she quickly pushed up to her knees, never looking away. He knelt in front of her as she took on an expedition of her own. Running her hands over his body before gripping the edge of his shirt and pulling it above his head.

  His body burned at every touch. His dick throbbed beneath his pants as she grappled with his button. Sweet relief swept through him at the tug of the zipper.

  As he sprang free, her touch released an explosion of anticipation. His cougar wanted to claim her, the human side of him needed to be inside of her.

  He pulled at her hips, lifting her. She wrapped her legs around him as her lips met his.

  He laid her down on the soft mat, bracing his weight on either side of her.

  "If you don't tell me to stop, I can't make myself," he said, giving her one last out.

  Her words breathy as she spoke. "Do not stop."

  Crushing her lips to his as his hand stroked the heat between her legs. She moaned as he slid his finger between her folds finding the warm liquid of her body. Pressing first one finger into her, she bore down onto his hand. The scent of her need reached him clearly as he pulled out to return with two fingers, stroking her.

  The way she moaned had him nearly losing his mind and he'd barely even started. She rocked against him as he pressed a third finger in. She purred against his mouth. He pulled his hand away, the scent of her on him.

  The war within him, fighting against his nature to mark her, he slowly matched her rhythm. Guiding the head of his dick he pressed against the exquisite heat between her legs. She was ready for him.

  He growled out between ragged breaths.

  She stretched under him, angling her hips against him. His hand ran the length of her thigh.

  She bit down on his shoulder, just hard enough that his cougar roared in pleasure. Mine.

  His pushed her thigh wider with his own.

  Her body hot beneath him trembled as the head of his dick rubbed against her, withholding the final pleasure.

  "Oh God. Please Kian."

  He stroked her, easing into her slowly. The throaty moan of hers had him losing the control he fought to maintain. He bit against his own ecstasy as the wet and willing tightness of her accepted him. He slid in further, her little whimpers vibrated against his shoulder.

  His breath hissed between clenched teeth as he controlled himself, restraining the need coursing through him.

  Mine. His cougar shouted over and over with every inch she accepted.

  Finally as he buried himself to his balls she laid her head back, extending her neck to him. He leaned down and kissed the exposed skin before he began to work her. Each thrust calculated as he watched her, listened to her.

  His balls grew tight, the ache to release stronger than he'd ever felt.

  "Fuck," he said on a breath.

  Her moans higher pitched than before, her nails biting into his back as he drove her farther and farther over the edge with him.

  Whispering in her ear he spoke the words, "tell me you are mine."

  Her eyes met his, a flash of fear, of pleasure, or maybe acceptance as she kept her gaze on him. Her next word floated on a breath, each said as he thrust harder. "Yours. Yes."

  Her body began to shudder. Raine's body shivered and her muscles quivered around his dick, pulling at him. His muscles shaking in restraint he finally exploded and let her take from him. With one last thrust he was lost in her.

  * * *

  "Thank you for walking me home," she said as he moved from her mouth to her ear.

  "Sure. My pleasure." He ran his tongue down the lobe, sucking before releasing it and coming back to her face.

  "I. Do you want to come in?" Her eyes were closed as he pressed her against the wall.

  "I have neighbors Kian." She giggled.

  The erratic breaths escaping her swollen mouth tickled the five o'clock shadow lining his jaw.

  "I think we should take this slow. Isn't that what you wanted?" he asked.

  "I. What?" She pushed him away playfully. "I think that idea just crashed and burned."

  He pressed into her, making sure she couldn't miss his subtle hint.

  "Already? Kian, control yourself."

  Standing on tip toes, she smiled and kissed him.

  "Let's go inside. Are you hungry? I might have something." She turned to open the door and Kian enjoyed the view.

  His hand slid around her waist and rested on her belly. Pulling her against his raging hard on, his pants seemed like a fucking prison as his dick begged to come out and play. Raine pressed her ass into him and damn it if she wasn't screwing with him.

  "Kian. The door." Her words quiet and breathy.

  "Should I slow down?" he asked as he slipped his hand down and into the fro
nt of her pants.

  "Kian. Slow? What? No. Wait. Door."

  She gripped his hand, "Kian. Let's go inside."

  He smiled against her hair. "Sure. Let's do that."

  Raine pushed open the door and before she'd gotten them both in and kicked the door shut her mouth was on his and any other rational conversation disappeared.

  Raine padded into the kitchen, sore and bleary eyed. Her body ached and each movement reminded her just how well Kian had treated her. Pausing, she leaned into the wall and nearly moaned just from the memories.

  "Glad to see you are up dear."

  Raine jumped. "For crap sakes Gran. Go. Please. I, I have a guest."

  Gran chuckled as she headed down the hall.

  "Gran. Stop. No. Stop." Raine nearly fell as she reached for a ghost. "Son of a biscuit."

  Gran disappeared through the door. Did she go in or not? It was her apartment, she could do what she wanted. The man Gran was spying on was the man she'd planned to feed and take advantage of afterwards. But that was before the old ghost decided to walk in.

  Cursing, she closed one eye and gently opened the door praying it didn't squeak.

  She caught a glimpse of Gran hovering over Kian. She clenched her teeth and practically ripped the handle off the door. She'd never yelled at Gran before, but that’s all she wanted to do right now.

  "Gran," she whispered.

  "That Geri does an amazing job."

  Gran's ghost hovered over a nearly naked mountain of a man. "Look at the size of those arms. So sweetheart how was the size of his banana?"

  Raine's mouth fell open. Could ghosts be possessed because right now she wanted to know where her sweet Gran and gone and when that version might be back?

  "Oh seriously Raine. We already talked about this. How exactly do you think I had your mother? And just because I'm dead doesn't mean I'm blind. That is one beautiful man. I approve of him. He will make me some beautiful great grandkids."

  "Oh no. No. You have got to go," she said, forgetting Kian was there and still asleep.

  "Now why would I do that?" said Kian.