Ellora's Cavemen: Tales from the Temple II (18 page)

As he moved between her legs, she looked down at his hard, swollen, and dripping cock. She experienced a moment of doubt as he placed it at her opening and slid inside her.

The surprise rushed from her throat in a long gasp as she stretched to accommodate his length. She marveled at the warmth radiating into her from his cock. She looked into his eyes and surrendered to their compelling depth.

Lifting her tail, she brought its thick base into contact with the sack hanging below his cock. With the tip of her curled tail, she caressed the length of his back. She flicked it, and it snapped against his flesh. A startled look flashed momentarily across his face.

Cedric smiled, lifted an eyebrow, and rammed his hard length into her.

It became a teasing game. Every time he stopped, she smacked him with her tail.

Each time she did, he took her to a higher level of sensation until her body began to demand more than he was giving. Kat felt an intense pressure building up inside her.

His face blurred before her eyes. He shoved into her over and over again, every swing of her tail landing somewhere on his flesh.

His low grunts filled her ears.

She dug her fingers into his back and the mouth-watering odor of fresh blood filled the cabin. At his startled gasp, Kate tried to focus on his face. There was something different about…his eyes. They were bright red.

As she rode the crest of the next sensuous wave, Cedric’s body stiffened. She felt the intense heat flow into her and her body responded with its own blinding release.

Her legs locked around his waist, holding him in place as she soared through the dizzying sensations. The air in her lungs rushed out in a strangled cry and she buried her face in the hollow of his neck.

Kat whimpered as he pulled out of her flesh and lay beside her. She opened her eyes and saw a look of contentment in his tender smile. “That wasn’t what I expected,”

she whispered.

He started to speak and she placed a finger over his lips. “It was better.”

“We may have to tie up your tail and clip your claws.” He laughed and lifted a strand of hair from her face, “before you remove my skin.”

She lifted her tail in the air and brushed the tip gently across his cock. “I thought you liked it.”

Leaning over, he kissed her. “I did.”

“My claws?” She knew the damage she could create with just one swipe of their deadly tips. Kate noticed the sheet was splattered with blood and she checked his back.

“Where did all this blood come from?” she looked at the faint red scratches on his skin.

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R. Casteel

“It could be yours,” he smiled. “Most women bleed the first time.”

She sniffed the bed sheet. “Its not mine.”

“Then there is nothing to worry about,” he patted the bed beside him. “As you can see for yourself, I’m not bleeding.”
At least not anymore, thanks to Father.

Kat lay beside him and curled up in a little ball. She began to purr loudly and fell asleep.

As the warmth of the morning sun inched across her body, she woke and leapt quietly from the bed. Going on deck, Kat stretched and rubbed her fur against the railing. She watched the shoreline, wishing she had the chance for her morning meal, but the presence of dark fins kept her from swimming to shore.

“Morning, Kat,” Cedric called from the cabin door. “I trust you slept well.”

“Yes, I did.” Walking over to him, she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“That’s all I get after last night?” He placed his hand on her arm.

“Last night we were lovers. Today…we are friends.” Turning, she hid her face from him. She couldn’t allow herself to become attached to him. Her loneliness would only worsen if she did. Better to have things remain the way they were.

“Why?” Reaching up, he placed a finger beside her face, gently turned her around, and wiped the moisture from her cheek. “What caused this sudden change?”

“How can we be lovers when you will be leaving?” her lips quivered.

“Leaving? I never said anything about going.” His fingers brushed through her hair.

“They all do. None of those who come here ever stay.”

“My lovely Kat.” Cedric pulled her into his arms and kissed her hair. “I intend to make this island my home as I have no desire to be anywhere else.”

His lips met hers in a long kiss. At last she had a mate, hope for the future, and someone who desired her as a woman. The tip of her tail twitched as she curled it around his legs.

“Show me around your island, Kat.” Cedric led her over to the boarding ladder. “I need to decide where to build my new home.”

“I must warn you. My half-sister may not receive you as openly as I did.” Kat smiled as she remembered last night’s mating.

“So, there
is
another like you here?” She heard the keen interest in his voice.

“Yes, but she stays near the mountain,” Kat sighed. “The man who raised me said she was born without a human heart and was evil as the night in which she hides.”

“Where is this man you speak of?” Cedric asked.

“He died…somewhere on the mountain.” Sorrow crept into her heart. “I believe she killed him.”

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Tail of the Tiger

They rode to the shore in silence. Kat leapt from the small raft and ran off into the woods. A short time later she returned to the beach where he waited.

“It should be safe during the day as long as you don’t wander off. The night is when danger walks through the forest and it is not safe to be out.”

“I thought you said your half-sister stayed near the mountain.” He followed her across the sand and into the tree line.

“There are other evils lurking about besides her.”

Kat stopped on the trail and froze. The tip of her tail shook like a rattler. A noise up ahead in the bush drew his attention. A wild pig burst from the foliage, turned to face them, and pawed the ground. Its long sharp tusks gleamed a deadly white.

Cedric felt the bloodlust well up inside him. This time he welcomed it, freely embracing the part of his life that he had kept hidden. He hurdled Kat’s crouching body and charged the beast.

“Cedric! No!”

He ignored her scream and met the charging animal in a flurry of dust and crashing brush. The wild pig lifted its head and the razor sharp tusks grazed his arm. Cedric wrestled the squealing, twisting flesh to the ground and sank his teeth into its neck. The rich metallic taste of hot blood filled his mouth and he drank greedily as the animal grew still and died.

Looking up, he observed the confusion written across her face. He smiled, trying to reassure her. No one else had ever seen this side of him…and lived.

“Humans don’t drink blood.” His eyes had again changed from black to red, just like when they had mated.
Had he been so close to taking my life?
The thought gave her pause as she considered it.

“I never said I was all human.” He tossed the bloodless carcass over to Kat. “Most of the time, I’ve been able to hide the dark side of who I am.”

“What of those times when you could not hide this…dark side? She ripped open the animal and began eating the still warm meat.

“Then someone died.” Cedric wasn’t happy with the knowledge that he had taken the lives of others. Their faces swam before him in the damning hours of darkness and they would plague his conscious for eternity.

“Being more human than I am, I can see it troubles you.” She tore off more meat and continued eating. “Humans visit the island and those who venture far inland seldom return.”

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“You have taken human life as well?” He was seeing a new side to Kat, a part of her that he could identify with and understand.

“Yes. Although I take no pleasure in their deaths, they do not trouble me in the way they do you.”

She finished eating, took the rest of the wild pig between her jaws, and raced up a nearby tree where she placed the animal in the fork of a large branch. Leaping from the limb, she landed with a soft thud beside him.

“It will be safe up there.” Kat turned and started off down the narrow trail. “I will get it later for you to cook over the fire.”

With Kat walking ahead of him, bent over sniffing the ground, he had a difficult time keeping his eyes on the trail and his surroundings. Ever time she lifted her tail or swished it back and forth, he had an erotic view of her soft pink womanly flesh.

His erection throbbed with longing and his breathing became labored. In college, women had thrown themselves at him and into his bed in an effort to latch onto the Deverone fortunes. Perhaps because of this, he had become jaded to the point sex no longer held a fascination for him.

Kat was different. She wasn’t after his money, or to be in the social spotlight with the most eligible bachelor on the marriage market.

He wanted her again. It wasn’t about sex, or the novelty of fucking a woman who was also half-tiger. Something deep inside wanted to reach out and hold her forever.

Unless he broke his own self-imposed rule, the most he could hope for would be a few short years.

They broke through the thick ground cover into a small clearing at the base of a steep cliff. A large pool of water glistened in the sunlight. From the movement of the water, Cedric realized it was fed from a source deep underground.

Kat went to the edge of the pool, lowered her face to the water, and began to drink.

A groan of raw desire rumbled in his chest at the sight of her fur-covered ass raised in the air and the gaping flesh of her pussy.

She sniffed the air and turned her head to look at his crotch. Before he could blink, Kat spun around and rubbed her face against the material of his shorts. With deft fingers, she unfastened them and pulled them down around his ankles.

Her coarse tongue caressed his balls and slowly traveled up the length of his swollen cock.

Cedric’s legs shook and knees threatened to buckle. “Ahh!” The air rushed from his lungs in a ragged sigh.

Kat smiled, turned, and once again lifted her hips. Cedric dropped to his knees in the soft, damp dirt and in one quick thrust, buried his hard cock inside her. She lifted her head and her low cat-like growl filled the clearing, causing the birds to scatter from the nearby trees.

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Tail of the Tiger

She began to purr, softly at first, but with each thrust into her wet flesh it grew louder. Her whole body began to vibrate. He felt it surround his cock and invade his body, driving him to heights he had never before imagined possible.

Everything around him—the trees, the clouds in the sky, even Kat with her shoulders on the ground and her ass rubbing against him—became a blur. He felt like he was on a sensual merry-go-round that just kept going faster and faster.

No longer able to hold on, Cedric’s body let go in a sudden rush of hot release. He found himself floating with Kat as the loud, wild roar of the tiger filled his ears.

Collapsing forward on her back, his body shook as he gasped for air.

Kat turned her head and licked his face.

A loud scream filled the air and sent a chill down his back.

Cedric and Kat lifted their heads. At the apex of the cliff, a black shadow slithered in and out of the rocks. As it came closer he saw it was a giant black panther.

“Run, Cedric!” Kat cried. “Go back to you boat. I’ll try and hold her off.”

“Who,” Cedric asked, “are you going to hold off?”

“Zalorna, my half-sister!”

At that moment, a sleek, black body launched itself from about fifty feet up the cliff and landed on the other side of the pool.

Cedric stared in amazement at the similarities and distinct differences between the two. They both had the same facial features, but Zalorna’s body was sleeker, more streamlined, with small breasts, and she was covered with a black, shiny coat of fur.

Zalorna snarled, bared her teeth, and crouched. “How dare you lift your tail to a human? If you won’t kill him then move out of the way and I will.”

Cedric pulled up his shorts and allowed the threat to summon his dark side.

“I won’t let you.” Kat growled. “I’ve taken him to mate and if you want him, you will have to go through me. Besides, he is only part human, like we are.”

“You lie!” Zalorna hissed. “My eyes do not deceive me. I have killed enough of them to know he is human.”

“Do humans have these?” Cedric flashed his own fangs at the bitch and was rewarded with the startled look on her face.

“Sis, this is one fight you do not want,” Kat argued. “I have seem him attack and kill a tusker.”

“You dare to compare me to a
tusker
?”

Zalorna spit out the word like it was pig shit and Cedric laughed. “Kat did not mean to insult your ability, but to warn you that I’m not going to cower and run from you.”

Her lips parted into a sinister smile. “A human who is not afraid of me. How interesting.”

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“Go on back to your mountain cave, sister, and leave us alone. Cedric means you no harm.”

The black beast paced on the other side of the pool. Cedric kept his own fangs visible and never took his eyes off of her.

“I will go. Be warned, sister, if he comes near…”

Zalorna flashed her razor-sharp fangs one last time as a reminder and disappeared into the dense underbrush surrounding the pool.

Cedric willed his dark side back and felt his fangs recede.

“I fear she will not be content to stay near her mountain and leave us in peace.” Kat stood erect, staring in the direction Zalorna had gone. “The island is too small to avoid all contact. Promise me you will not go into the jungle alone.”

“I promise.” Cedric trailed his fingers along her cheek. “But do not fear so for my life. I will not die easily. See,” he raised his arm, “the injury from the tusker is healed.”

Kat gave him a kiss. “It is not only your life I am worried about, but my half-sister as well.” She turned and waded into the pool. “Come on in, Cedric, the cool water feels good on a hot day.”

He peeled off his clothes and waded out to her. The water reached his balls and he gasped. She was mistaken about the water being cool. It was downright cold. Cedric shivered as he lowered himself deeper into the pool.