Wolf Signs (8 page)

Robyn scrambled backward off his lap, ending up in a pile on the floor.

“Holy shit! You can hear me. I can hear you! How is this possible, Keil?”
She pul ed herself up to her knees and hugged his legs tightly. Then she

dragged herself upright until they were eye-to-eye.
“Say something else to me.”

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

She blew a raspberry at him.
“Say something intelligent.”

Instead he dove at her mouth, trailing kisses over her lips and flowing down the edge of her neck to bury his face in the V of her shoulder.
“You’re beautiful

and you smell like a spring meadow. Your skin feels fresh and clean like the wind blowing over the glacier. You taste like a fresh-caught fish with a

good glass of wine.”

“You poet, you. You’re making me hungry.”

Keil lifted his head and stared into her eyes.
“You make me hungry too, and I’m planning on doing something about it. I wanted to wait but…”

Her fingers laced into the hair at the back of his neck.
“This is crazy. My body feels like I’m on fire. How can I hear you? You said this morning that

mates could sometimes speak like this but we’re not mates. I mean, doesn’t that require us to have sex first?”

“It usually does, Robyn. The only thing I can think of is the adrenaline rush from the avalanche triggered you and started to link us. You’re an

exceptionally strong wolf, and so am I. Not that I’m bragging or anything.”

Robyn blinked at him and he grinned back as he stood, lifted her and took a step toward the sleeping platform. He stopped and checked around the

room. Shaking his head he turned back, a dark expression of longing on his face.

“Damn, I want you. But not here. Get your things together.”

“We’re going to have sex? Now?”

She was thinking so hard Keil could hear the echo of her concern bounce off the mountainside. “
Now. And if that means we not only trigger your wolf, we

get you pregnant at the same time, we’ll hold a double celebration. You’re my mate, Robyn. That means lots of great sex and a family to boot.

Whenever it happens, sooner or later. You have any trouble with that?”

Her shy glance up into his face almost undid him.

Robyn shifted uncomfortably on the bench in the annex outside the sauna. Keil had gone back into the cabin with TJ and left her with the directions to relax

and wait for him while he grabbed a few things. She added a couple extra logs into the stove, topped up the snow in the buckets and sat to wait.

It was damn uncomfortable to be sitting there knowing any moment a werewolf was going to walk in the door and have sex with her.

Arghhhh. Even the thought made her twitch. What the hel was she doing? This was crazy. It was beyond crazy.

The door opened and Robyn jumped. Sexual heat flowed off Keil’s body and reached to caress her skin.

Okay. She remembered why she was going to do this. Every inch of her was on fire and she was being drawn toward the tal , hard male as if she had

ropes that twined about her limbs, trapping her. Keil dropped a blanket on the bench beside her. He glanced at her before lifting her chin with his hand.

“Hey, it’s okay. Let’s take this slowly.”

Robyn dropped her eyes, blushing furiously.
“I’m scared.”

“Scared of me?”

“Kind of.”

His gentle hand traced over her ear and nestled in the hair at the back of her neck.
“I don’t want to scare you, little bird. I want to love you.”

She lifted her eyes to his.
“I don’t know what to do. I mean, I
know
what to do but I’ve never…”

Keil waggled his eyebrows and his eyes brightened. “I know you’ve never. I’m glad you’ve never. It’s good that you’ve never. Now I don’t have to go track

down your old lovers to kil them.”

“Possessive much?”

“You have no idea. Yet.” Keil leaned closer to brush his lips over hers.
“Wait until you are fully wolf. I bet you’re going to be just as possessive about me.

Wolves mate for life, and we don’t like to share.”

Robyn shifted again on the hard bench. How could she want this much and stil feel afraid to take the next step. She closed her eyes and took a deep

breath, trying to build up her courage.

A gentle touch pul ed her to her feet.
“You’re thinking too hard. Let’s go slow. You must be sweaty from our ski and digging up TJ. Let me help wash you

up.”

Keil’s hands drifted over her shoulders, pul ing her up against his body for a brief caress as he reached behind her body to grasp the bottom of her long-

sleeved T-shirt. With a slow fluid motion, he lifted it off her, then dropped it on the bench behind them.

As his eyes traced over her torso, Robyn fought the urge to cover her chest with her hands. Ugh. She had to decide to be seduced in a mountain cabin

wearing her plainest and sturdiest underwear. Luckily Keil’s face didn’t seem to express any displeasure with what he saw.

And neither could Robyn complain. Keil removed his own shirt with one swift yank and stood inches away from her, his rock-solid abs tempting her

fingers.

“Damn. Just…damn. Is what they mean by washboard abs? Can I do some laundry?”

Keil smiled and reached for her. Removing the tight sports bra didn’t go as smoothly. In the middle of pul ing it off, Keil’s hand got stuck in the twist of the Y

back and Robyn froze with her arms pul ed over head, bra wrapping her tight with Keil’s forearm. The heat rose in her face.

“Hell of a thing to happen, but don’t worry. This gives us some very interesting possibilities.”
Keil lowered his head to press a kiss on her neck, fluttering

soft kisses down over the tops of her exposed breasts, sending chil s shooting through her even as he supported and stretched her arms above them.

His touch was gentle but the restrained power was there, under the surface. His tongue stroked over her skin toward her cleavage then his teeth nibbled

back up the line of heat he’d created al the way to her lips. His hand was loose from her bra and she lowered her arms slowly, his hot gaze never leaving

her body.

“Take off the rest and I’l get the shower ready.” He spun around quickly, leaving Robyn wondering what she’d done wrong.

“Keil?”

His strong arms poured the heated water into the holding tank over the top of the shower.
“I need to cool off a bit. You’re very beautiful and because

you’re my mate, I really, really want you. I’m trying to keep things slow here.”

After prepping the water, he placed her into the shower, turning her body until she was wet from head to toe. With a flick of the wrist, he stopped the water

and picked up the washcloth and soap. Starting at the back of her neck, he rubbed smal circles over her skin, covering her shoulder blades, slipping over

her spine until his hands cupped both cheeks of her ass.

Robyn dropped her forehead against the side of the shower stal and closed her mind to everything but the wonderful sensations racing over her skin at

his touch. The heat from the sauna warmed the side room they were in to the point that she was comfortable even as droplets continued to cling to her

skin. His mouth fastened on her neck, lapping at stray pebbles of water pooled there. Her womb clenched, releasing moisture as every stroke of his

tongue sent thril s through her body to increase the desire mounting deep inside.

His touch dropped lower as Keil squatted behind her, his hands caressing down one leg. The smal circular motions were driving her crazy as he teased,

moving closer to the core of her heat and retreating without satisfying.

“Turn around, beautiful.”

Keil’s voice in her mind was deep and dark. It sounded like rich chocolate and Robyn was so into chocolate.

His voice made the tingles race.

Robyn pivoted to face Keil as he continued to kneel in front of the shower stal . She gazed down at him and was shocked by the powerful look of need

reflected up at her. He drew a shaky breath, dipped his washcloth into the warm water he had by his side and the torment began again.

Only now Robyn could watch him as wel as feel his touch. He dropped his gaze to her body as he washed her feet careful y, before he moved up her legs.

She reached out a hand to caress over his head, enjoying the erotic feel of his hair under her fingers. She bent over and loosened his ponytail holder,

combing out the braid to watch the dark strands pour over his shoulders in a fountain of dark silk.

His attention had reached the level of her pussy and she drew in a sharp breath as he licked his lips and shot her a glance hot enough to make her melt.

The cloth dipped and this time Keil lifted it stil dripping to softly touch her folds. The warm water ran over her skin, slipping into the crevices hidden from

his eyes only to continue the journey down her legs in slow rivulets.

Keil dropped the cloth to the side and used both hands to part her to his gaze. Robyn shivered at the intimate touch and closed her eyes only to have them

shoot open at the feel of his tongue darting against the smal nub he had exposed.

“Ohhh.”

Keil’s mouth lowered on her, his tongue gentle as it slipped up and down the sides of her labia, each pass including a circle around the tip of her clitoris.

While one hand held her open, the fingers of the other dipped lower, and Robyn felt him explore her pussy, tracing circles in the moisture he found there.

“Oh, babe, you are extremely beautiful. You may have never made love before, but your body knows what to do. Feel how wet you are, Robyn? That’s

your body getting you ready for me. You’re wet and hot and…”
his tongue dipped lower to thrust up into her depths,
“…and oh-so-tasty.”

Robyn was sure she was going to col apse; she shook as the assault on her pussy continued. Keil raised one of her legs and placed it over his shoulder,

opening her more to his touch. He reached up and pressed back on her torso until she leaned on the shower wal , then his hands came and supported her

hips.

With that single motion she was held in his grasp, completely at his mercy as his mouth increased its tempo, licking and caressing every inch of her

pussy, his hot breath bathing her limbs. The tension inside her was rising, closer and closer to exploding when one hand dropped back down and he

slipped a finger into her passage and stroked in and out.

“Robyn, does it feel good? I want you to enjoy this.”

She tried to engage her brain enough to speak to him, but it was impossible. She was a puddle of warm goo, and if he wasn’t careful, she was going to

slip down the drain. The tingles had been replaced by electrical zaps that could power a smal vil age, and she was panting hard enough she was in

danger of hyperventilating.

A second finger joined the first and the feeling of ful ness countered with the exquisite torture on her clit sent her over a cliff with an explosion that knocked

her off her remaining leg. Supported only by Keil’s hands and the wal behind her Robyn’s body squeezed hard around his fingers, moisture drenching him

as his tongue continued to lap at her.

“Hmmm, you don’t need to talk. I know you liked that. You are delicious.”
He kissed a trail up to her bel ybutton, then stood her on her feet. His tender

touch supported her until she stopped swaying. He flicked on the tap and the warm water of the shower slid over her skin. Keil’s hands brushed soft and

gentle over her back, rinsing away the soap he’d used earlier. As the water stopped Robyn opened up her eyes to stare directly into his face.

Heat and deep need shone back at her. Wrapping his arms around her, Keil lifted her and walked into the sauna, leaving the door open behind them. He

sat on the widest bench and arranged her on his lap facing him.

Kisses like a ten-car pile-up were fol owed by his hands soft and gentle over her breasts. Robyn let her head fal back as Keil palmed one breast and

lowered his mouth to the other, lapping and suckling at the rosy tip until it hardened to a peak. He switched his attention to the other side, each tug of his

mouth sending another streak of desire from her nipple to her core, tension building as her desire for Keil grew stronger.

He smelt good. He felt even better.

Robyn let her fingers wander over his shoulders and down his torso as he made love to her breasts. Slipping her fingers through his hair she felt the

connection between them growing tighter, more concentrated. Tendrils of emotion, not only desire but affection and friendship, wrapped around her.

More than sex, they were definitely making love.

Robyn lifted her head to stare at Keil. He sat back and leaned against the wal . His eyes were ful of raw emotion.

“Did you feel that? That was… Wow.”

“I felt it. Wow is right. Robyn, touch me.”

He took her hand and led it down to his cock where it stood rigid between their bodies. He was so hard the swol en head tapped his bel y, a drop of

moisture clinging to the smal slit. As Robyn’s fingers softly stroked him, velvet over steel, Keil’s eyes closed and a shiver ran through his body.

Robyn swal owed hard. She used both hands to explore, trying not to freak out at how big it seemed.
“Umm, Keil? I think I’m afraid again. No way will this

thing fit in me. Ugh. I’ve read that in stories before and it sounded stupid, but seriously, you are hung like a damn horse.”

Keil’s laughter shook his body.
“And in all the stories you’ve read, does the ‘thing’ fit?”

“Yes, but—”

“No butts, not today.”
Keil’s strong hands slapped gently on her ass cheeks.
“We’ll save that for another time.”