Feral Awakening (The Feral Series-Book 2) (19 page)

 “Ronan!” A chill ran
down his spine at the way his name rolled over her full lips in a soft growl. She
was so beautiful beneath him, his little Lykan. Her eyes glowed brightly with
her desire and her tiny nails had sharpened into claws. His beast rose again at
the sight of her held captive beneath him, stronger this time and the desire to
take her neck pulse through him. He could feel his control beginning to slip.

 Kat groaned at the
loss of his heat as she felt Ronan ease away from her while he removed the rest
of his clothing. Kat watched him, mesmerized by the movement of muscle beneath
golden skin as he slid his jeans down his powerful legs. Every inch of this man
was lean and muscular. Kat’s breath froze in her throat at the sight of his
completely naked form. His manhood jutted forward heavy and thick. Kat sucked
in a sharp breath, concerned that she might not be able to handle all of him. The
two boyfriends she had been with briefly had never been built like this.

 Settling his weight
back on the bed, Ronan laid next to her on the bed. With the flick of one
extended claw he tore her panties from her hips. Sweat shimmered over the
muscles of his chest with the strain it took to keep his beast at bay. “So
beautiful.” Ronan growled as he admired the sight of her spread beneath him
like a sacrificial lamb. Full breasts strained for the touch of his hand,
tipped in perfect rose colored peaks, quivering with every panting breath she
took. Gently curving hips ran into long lean legs, and at their center her dark
curls beckoned to him.

 Stroking his palm up
her calf and thigh he watched in approval as she arched into his touch. A
slight blush tinted her cheeks at his close scrutiny of her body. His eyes left
no curve or freckle unexplored. If he only had this one night with her he
wanted to remember every detail of this moment.

 No longer able to
resist, his fingers grazed the inside of her thigh, drawing a groan from her in
anticipation. She ached for his touch. Running his fingers through her dark
curls he growled in pleasure as his female instinctively rolled her hips into
his fingertips. Grinding his teeth, he tortured both of them a little longer as
he eased one finger into her core and found her slick and aching for him. His
palm rubbing against her bundle of nerves, he strummed her silken walls.

 With a gasp Kat threw
her head back and squirmed beneath his gentle touch. “Ronan! Please!” It was
the second time she had begged him tonight but this time she knew exactly what
she wanted. Her need for him was so strong it bordered on pain.

 Rising above her small
frame Ronan settled himself in the cradle of her hips. Reaching around the back
of her head, he fisted the silken locks in his hand. Stilling, he didn’t move
until she opened her passion glazed eyes and gazed up at him. “You have been
with a male before?” The question pained him but he needed to know so he didn’t
hurt her.

 Concern shined in her
eyes at his unexpected question. “Yes… I’m… I’m sorry.” For some reason she was
filled with remorse as she answered. She felt like she had somehow betrayed him
and she found the sensation confusing. Why did she feel like she should apologize
when she had only known him for such a short time? It didn’t make any sense.

 His expression became
shuttered and Kat wondered what he was thinking until every thought left her
head as she was distracted by his fullness pressing against her core. With a
low growl, he eased slightly into her silken folds and then stopped, giving her
body time to adjust to his size. Dam it she was tight. She had said she had
been with a male but her body seemed to say otherwise. With a groan he tensed
above her, determined not to hurt her.

 The pressure she felt
as he eased into her definitely had her concerned and yet still she ached for
more. It had been over a year since she had been with anyone. Unease trickled
down her spine to mix with the intense heat as he withdrew and then pressed
deeper inside of her, his thickness stretching her like never before. If he
hurt her she wouldn’t be able to stop him, tied up like she was. She was
completely at his mercy pinned beneath his large body with her hands tied.

 Kat’s concerns were
quickly forgotten as he glided out of her and then eased back in, deeper this
time. A moan slipped through her lips as he once again pulled back and pushed
deeper yet again. Never had she experienced fullness like this before as her
body stretched to accommodate his intrusion. Once more and then he was fully
seated in the welcoming embrace of her body.

 Finally, fully
sheathed in the haven of Kat’s small body, sweat trickled between his massive
shoulder blades as he struggled not to drive himself in to her. She was so tight
around him he was afraid to hurt her. Never had he found this kind of pleasure
in a female’s body. No longer able to hold back Ronan began gliding in and out
of her silken depts. Kat’s moans of pleasure rippled along his skin. He could
feel his fangs beginning to elongate as heat shot down his spine. He could feel
her hips rising to meet his with each thrust as she neared her peak. Biting
down on his lower lip he drew blood as he fought the urge to mark the tender
skin of her neck.

 Kat could feel the
heat building to new heights deep down in her core. With each powerful thrust
of his hips, Ronan brought her closer to the edge. Fear began to mix with the
pleasure. It was too intense. The new sensations coursing through her body were
overwhelming. Never had she felt like this before. Did rising this high mean
she would fall equally hard? They had to stop. No. Don’t stop! Oh God. It was
too much. But still she wanted more. She wanted… she didn’t know what. They
needed to be one. To be joined together, forever. No, that didn’t make sense. Oh
god, the heat was gathering at the base of her spine. Just when she thought she
couldn’t take anymore, a blinding explosion of pleasure blasted through her
body. The intensity of it tearing a scream from her throat as her body clenched
tightly around Ronan, sending wave after wave of smaller aftershocks of
pleasure throbbing through her system.

 Feeling Kat come apart
around him triggered Ronan’s release and he roared his pleasure as he pumped
his seed deep into her pulsing depts, marking her with his body, marking her
with his scent. His claws slashing into the sheets, his climax pulsed on and on.
His beast raged in fury that he couldn’t also mark her neck. Fiercely he held
the beast at bay by a thread, the strain of it causing sweat to roll between
his shoulder blades. He couldn’t put his mark on her neck but tonight he had
claimed her body. It would have to be enough.  

 Finally spent, he rest
his forehead against Kat’s as they both struggled to catch their breath. Careful
not to crush her Ronan reached a claw up to each of the ropes that held her to
the bed and cut her free.

 With a deep sigh of
relief Kat pulled her arms down with a groan. She was stiff and sore from
pulling at the ropes. Quickly Ronan unwrapped the rope from her wrist and
growled low at the angry skin he revealed. Rubbing her shoulders he pulled her
close against his chest in apology.

 “I… didn’t mean to
hurt you.” Ronan muttered angrily.

 Kat snuggled against
his chest in response and wrapped one arm around his back, letting her fingers
dance across his skin.

 “I’m fine. I’m just
glad to finally be able to touch you.”

 Kat practically purred
as she burrowed deeper against his chest. The fire that had burned through her
blood had finally been soothed. Her body hadn’t felt this relaxed in weeks. She
sighed deeply as contentment filled her. Some sixth sense poked at her that
something was still missing though. She was still incomplete. Swatting at her
subconscious as though it were an annoying gnat Kat focused on the bliss she
now felt.

 Within moments she was
asleep, wrapped in the safety of Ronan’s arms. Ronan indulged himself in
watching her sleep, reaching up he repeatedly ran his fingers through her hair
and watched as it slid between his fingers in a silken caress.

 Not sure of how much
time had passed he carefully unwrapped himself from her soft body. Grabbing the
sheet that had fallen off the foot of the bed he covered up her silken limbs,
effectively blocking the tempting view.

 Finding his discarded
jeans he pulled them up over his hips and grabbed the sleeping bag he had
brought in earlier. Rolling it out on the floor between where Kat peaceful
slept and the door, he lay down and settled in for a long restless night.

 Kat awoke early the
next morning. She had slept a deep and dreamless sleep for the first time since
she could remember. Disoriented she cracked her eyes open and found herself
naked and alone in a large motel bed. Reality slowly returned as memories of
her and Ronan played through her mind.
Holy shit! She slept with Ronan last
night.
So where was he?

 Carefully she sat up
in bed while holding the sheet over her bare chest. Ronan still slept where he
had apparently been throughout the night. Hurt washed over her. Apparently he
preferred the floor to spending one night lying next to her. She had been a
fool to expect anything more than sex from him.

 He didn’t want her and
just because he had slept with her last night, nothing had changed. This was
stupid, she barely knew the man so why did it hurt so bad? After only being
with him for a few short days why did she feel this connection to him, as
though she had known him all her life? Last night had been so amazing she had
thought that surely he must feel it too. Apparently the feeling was all one
sided. The only reason he had touched her was because she was going through
some kind of Lykan heat cycle and had been in pain. Clearly he had slept with
her out of pity, not out of desire. Kat struggled with the heavy weight that
seemed to settle over her heart.

 Wrapping herself in
the jagged remnants of her self-esteem, she slid from the bed and headed for
the bathroom, unconcerned by her nudity. He had already seen it all anyway and
clearly wasn’t interested so why should she care.

 With her back turned
she never saw the glowing Lykan eyes that followed her every move.

 Fresh from her shower,
Kat emerged from the steamy confines of the bathroom wrapped in a white towel. Ronan
watched her with a frown on his face. She had clearly been eager to wash his
scent from her skin but with satisfaction he knew his scent still marked her
body on a much deeper level.

 Ignoring the large brooding
male standing by the bed, she crossed the room and began to rummage through her
backpack. Finding one last set of clean clothing she pulled out a new pair of
panties and bra.

 Ronan’s breath froze
in his throat as she unashamedly dropped her towel and stood before him
gloriously nude. His mouth hung open as she continued to not even acknowledge
that he was in the room and bent over to slide her panties up her calves and
then straightened as she settled them on her hips. The underwear was clearly meant
to tease as it was designed to bare just the rounded bottoms of both firm
cheeks.

 With a gulp he closed
his mouth and growled something under his breath about there being food on the
dresser. Storming into the bathroom he once again left the door open and got
into the shower. No steam emerged while he showered since his was much colder
than hers had been.

 Finding her jeans from
the night before Kat finished dressing and went to find the food Mr. Charming
had muttered about. Finding that he had bought them some fruit, bagels and
peanut butter, Kat was delighted. With a snort she realized he must not want to
take a chance on feeding her gas station food again and considering how their
last trip to an actual restaurant ended she doubted they would be stopping for
breakfast. Suddenly famished, Kat dug into the food.

 Bagel crumbs lodged in
her throat causing her to cough uncontrollably as Ronan emerged from the
shower.
Beautiful male.
Her body sang in praise. His dark jeans hung low
off of his hips and he had yet to button them. Bare chested, Kat could see
where he had missed a few water droplets in the center of his chest. Washboard
abs ran down his waist where they met two more that ran diagonally from his
hips and down into his pants. Kat squirmed uncomfortably in her chair as a low
hum started in her veins.

 Clearing the crumbs
from her throat with a noise that sounded more like a growl she forced her eyes
back to her food and concentrated on looking as unaffected by him as he apparently
was about her.

 Immediately noticing
the change in her scent, Ronan glance towards Kat as he dug for a clean shirt
and pulled it over his head. Feeling safer now that they were both dressed he
approached the little female with caution.

 “You are well this
morning?” Ronan watched her face closely while he waited for her answer. She
was clearly mad at him today. Had he hurt her after all?

 Angry eyes met his. “Just
peachy thanks. So, do I get to meet your pack today?”

 Ronan watched her
warily, she was definitely mad but apparently didn’t want to talk about it. Was
she angry that he had bedded her last night? She had seemed content enough
before she had fallen asleep.

 With a shake of his
head, Ronan watched as she finished licking peanut butter from her fingers and
started to clean up her mess. “We will not be joining the pack today. Something
has come up and we are going to have to detour to one of the vampire clan’s
headquarters.”