Ellora's Cavemen: Tales from the Temple II (3 page)

Fierce need gripped his body and he ached to thrust his cock into her heat and fuck her until they both cried out with completion. All Law knew was that he wanted this woman more than he had ever wanted any woman in all his years.

And he couldn’t have her. She was human.

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“I would never hurt you, kitten.” He pressed his lips to the soft skin of her forehead and she shuddered with what he knew was desire. Her womanly scent was rich and inviting. It sang to him like a mate’s howl when the full moon rose high and proud in the night sky. “I would never take you without your consent.”

What was he saying? He would not be taking her at all.

His hand still cupping her head, he chased droplets of water sliding down the slope of her nose with his tongue. He tasted the salt of her skin, a trace of mint from the shampoo, and the sweetness of the pool’s water.

Analeen’s chest rose and fell against his, her heart pounding loud enough for his sensitive ears to hear. It throbbed throughout his being, pulsing like his cock pulsed against her belly.

“Law…” This time his name came out as a whisper of desire, no fear or anger in her tone. She placed her hands against his chest and looked up at him with those beautiful blue-green eyes.

A low growl rose up within him. By the moon, how he wanted this woman. He moved his lips over hers and gently nipped at her lower lip. She gasped and he slipped his tongue into her mouth, forever imprinting her taste in his memory. Tentatively her tongue mated with his, but as he kissed her, she became more confident, more demanding. She made small mewling sounds, like a kitten.

His kiss became harder, more fierce. He demanded all of her and she gave him that and more. He clenched his fist in her hair, and with his free hand he stroked the curve of her shoulder, down the indentation at her waist and over the flare of her hip to cup her ass and force her impossibly tighter to his erection.

She moaned and rubbed her slender body against his cock. He broke the kiss, his breathing heavy and all the heat in his body pooling in his groin. Analeen whimpered and tried to bring her lips back to his.

“You take my very breath from my body.” His voice grew huskier with his desire.

“I think you have bewitched me.”

Her face flushed, and her eyes were heavy-lidded. “I don’t know what you’re doing to me, Law. I feel as if my heart has known you a lifetime, yet I don’t know you. I know nothing about you. I should be angry with you, but somehow you have taken that anger away.”

“It is enough that you are a woman and I am a man.” Law scooped her up in his arms and she did not even cry out in surprise. She simply clung to his neck, a small 16

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creature at ease with him, giving him a measure of trust. What would happen to that trust when she found out what he was? The very thing she feared more than anything?

Rational thought fled his mind as he laid her upon a bed of soft moss. The way she looked up at him nearly sent him over the edge. He slid between her thighs, his cock pressed against her pussy, and her cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her mound against him.

He could not wait to slide into her, could not wait to fuck her long and hard.

No.
If he did it could start the transformation process and she would become the thing she most feared. Such a betrayal would be unthinkable!

But he had to taste her, had to give her pleasure.

Law kissed Analeen again, and her belly fluttered from the slow, languorous kiss that took her breath away. Too soon he slipped his tongue out of her mouth and moved his lips over her chin and down the curve of her neck. His long wet hair trailed over her skin as he moved, a gentle caress that caused her to shiver.

Analeen didn’t know what she was doing. She should be angry, should try to flee.

But all she knew was that she didn’t want him to stop. She had never felt such incredible sensations in her life and she ached for this man’s touch.

He moved his lips to one of her nipples. “So beautiful,” he murmured before he latched onto the nub and sucked.

She cried out from the sensation, so loud that nordai startled in the trees above and took wing. Without even realizing what she was doing, she arched up, pressing her breast harder against his mouth.

Law groaned and moved to her other nipple and she cried out again. Her hands found his hair and she buried her fingers in the wet strands. When he released her nipple and moved his mouth between her breasts, she whimpered, not wanting him to stop the incredible feelings.

“Do you enjoy my mouth upon you?” He trailed his tongue down her belly, nearing the soft curls of her mound.

She could barely find the breath to speak. “Yes.” Her tone was low and hoarse with desire. She forced herself to raise her voice and said, “Don’t stop.”

The man’s laugh was soft but so carnal it made her blood boil.

And then she couldn’t think any longer. Not at all. His tongue was tracing lazy circles through the soft brown curls of her mound, his hands gripping the insides of her thighs. Her legs trembled and she couldn’t believe what he was doing. He wasn’t going to put his mouth—

His tongue swiped her folds and she cried out her surprise and her passion. Oh, my gods, did that feel incredible. His hands gripped her thighs tighter as he sucked and licked her quim. She clenched her fingers in his wet hair and moaned and thrashed.

What was happening to her? She felt the most incredible sensations rising within her, sensations that stole all breath from her chest, and all thought from her mind.

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He thrust his finger inside her quim and she screamed. Fire seared her body, expanding outward from her belly to her breasts to the roots of her hair, and down her legs, all the way to her toes. Her body bucked and jerked and brilliant colors flashed behind her eyes.

She couldn’t believe what had just happened to her body. She had heard the local tavern wenches speak of pleasures with a man, but the one experience she’d had with the son of a farmer had been less than pleasurable. He’d forced her to suck his cock, and she hadn’t enjoyed it at all.

Law continued sucking and licking her, and thrusting his finger inside her quim until the sensations became too much to bear. She begged him to stop. She couldn’t take any more of the sweet, sweet torture.

He seemed reluctant to halt, but did and eased up her body. His cock was against her belly, his arms braced to either side of her shoulders, and his silvery-gray eyes stared down at her with so much desire in them it was almost frightening. Her breathing came hard and her body was covered with sweat. She could smell her own juices mingling with the scent of the moss at her back and the lacy trees drifting down to the pool.

“Your taste—incredible.” Law lowered his head and brought his lips a breath above hers. “I want you to sample your own nectar.” He pressed his mouth to hers and slipped his tongue through her lips. She tasted her unique flavor and more quivers went through her belly to know this was what he had sampled when he had brought her such exquisite feelings.

“It was unbelievable. I still feel bursts of pleasure shivering my body.” She glanced down to where his cock was hard against her belly. After the experience he had given her, she wanted to repay him in kind. His cock looked far more delicious than the farmer’s son’s. “Tell me how you would like me to pleasure you.”

Fire burned in Law’s gut as he eased to his feet. His long black hair lay loose and drying about his shoulders and wind caressed his nakedness. Analeen’s skin pebbled with gooseflesh from the cool breeze and her nipples stood out taut and hard.

“On your knees,” he commanded, his voice coming out rough with desire. “Wrap your hand around my cock.”

She shivered and obeyed, slipping her small fingers down his length and her big blue-green eyes focused on his erection. This time he did groan aloud. “Put my cock into your mouth.”

Analeen licked her lips and then slid them down his length, taking him deeper than he thought possible.

By the moon, she felt so hot and wet around his erection, and all he could think about was driving into her quim and fucking her until she screamed her release.

“Move your hand and mouth up and down my cock.” He was hoarse with his need and could barely speak.

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Analeen looked up at him as she sucked his cock. He had never felt anything so incredible in all his many years, as the feel of her mouth on him.

He grasped her head and thrust his hips against her face in time with her movements. His climax built within him until he knew he was near the peak and there would be no going back.

“Analeen,” he groaned as he watched his cock move in and out of her mouth. “My seed will fill your mouth if you do not stop.”

She sucked harder. Like the lava of Mount Taka, his come burst from his body and down Analeen’s throat. She didn’t stop. She took his fluid, swallowing it as he burned and his mind soared. The orgasm that slammed into his body was so powerful it very nearly drove him to his knees.

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When he could take no more, Law pulled his cock out of Analeen’s mouth, then knelt so that they were both on their knees facing one another. He slipped his hand into her folds and she gasped and clung to his arms. He slid two fingers deep into her channel and her eyes nearly rolled back in her head.

Holding back the fierce need to take her, he brought his hand from her folds. He wrapped his fingers around his semi-erect cock that quickly grew to its full size again.

He pushed it against the soft curls of her mound and slipped it into the lips of her quim, brushing it against her clit.

Analeen pushed closer to him. “I want you inside of me.”

With a groan Law closed his eyes. He wanted this woman so badly it made his body scream with need. But it was more than that. It was her innocence, the strength of her spirit he had witnessed in her thoughts, and the caring he had seen for the ones she loved.

He felt her fingers wrap around his cock and his eyes opened.

“
No.
” The word came out harsher than he intended and she jerked her hand away, a hurt expression upon her face.

“I understand.” She tilted her chin up, her eyes glassy as if they ached with unshed tears. “As my father always says, I am a breath above ugly. I am surely not pleasing enough for a bonding with you.”

Fury seared his very being at the treatment this lovely woman had received at the hands of her father. He jerked her to a stand and she recoiled from the anger she surely saw in his expression. “I told you that you
will
see yourself as the beautiful woman you are. You will no longer listen to the voices of weak men who belittle others to make themselves feel more powerful.”

She just stared up at him with her eyes wide and disbelief in her expression.

“On your hands and knees,” he demanded. “And look into the pool.”

Analeen felt the desire to knock this big man on his ass, but she knew she was no match for him. When he braced his arms on her shoulders and pushed down, she complied and settled on her hands and knees at the water’s edge and stared into its blue-green depths.

“Look at your reflection and tell me what you see.” His voice was softer now, but still held a note of anger in it.

She blinked and then saw her reflection wavering in the pool. “I see myself, and you.”

“Tell me what you look like.”

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Analeen swallowed. “My hair is straggly, my eyes are too big, my nose too small and my lips too large. My face is thin and pinched.”

A growl rose up beside her and she jerked her attention to Law. He had sounded so much like a wolf that fear nearly exploded her heart.

“Let me tell you what I see.” He gently pushed on her cheek so that she was looking in the water again. He slipped his fingers into her folds from behind, and began stroking her clit as he spoke. “I see beautiful blue-green eyes filled with innocence.” His finger circled her swollen nub as he continued, “I see an adorable nose that gently slopes down to full lips made to be kissed.” His fingers moved faster and faster, and Analeen saw her lips part and her lids lower. “Your face is oval-shaped, the perfect size for all your lovely features.”

Analeen felt on the verge of explosion. Her thighs trembled and her breasts bounced as she thrust back against his hand.

“And your hair.” He took a strand of now dried hair that hung around her face.

“Gentle waves of honey-brown that frame your face perfectly.”

He increased the pace of his fingers and she thought she would die from the pleasure. “You have the loveliest quim and luscious nipples made to suck.”

Law pinched her clit and she cried out, her voice echoing around the pool. Her body jerked and her mind filled with light and color as the orgasm rippled through her like a rock tossed in that beautiful pool

When she finally came down from the place he had sent her to, Law ordered her to look at her reflection again. Analeen studied her features in the water, her heart beating fast from what he had done to her. She still saw the plain woman she had always been.

Law growled again and rose to his feet. He held out his hand and reached down for her. She took it and let him pull her to a stand.

“As I told you before, you will not leave my forest until you discover your own beauty.”

Anger rose up in her, and the heat filling her was not just from her orgasm. “You can’t make me stay!”

“I can and I will.” When she tried to respond he cupped the back of her head and put his hand over her mouth. “I will know if you lie to me, so do not think to tell me until you truly believe it.”

Two weeks passed. Every day Law taught Analeen the many ways they could pleasure one another—every way except for the bonding. He let her see through his eyes how beautiful she was, and he saw her confidence grow in herself and in him.