Chapter Fourteen

She should say no, have a backbone and dignity. That and five dollars would get her a cup of coffee, albeit a small cup. Her tongue darted out licking her lips, and still; all he did was watch her. Go as you mean to continue Sage. She gave herself excellent advice.

Let’s take a vote, greedy spoke. Who wants to kiss him, because I do?

I want to kiss him too; fear spoke. He was the one being that didn’t scare her.

I want in on this. That voice belonged to pride, but she didn’t care about being proud right now all she wanted to do was lick his lips.

I want to kiss him too. That was caution, which meant she was about to go down in a sea of fiery darts as the voices in her head urged her to cross the distance between them and make her need for him known.

She turned to look at the alien voice. It was the only one who hadn’t cast a yes vote.

Well, what do you think?

Kiss him.

No being coy, no pleading with her just two simple words kiss him. With those words, she was lost. She walked across the floor, no hesitation, no dragging her feet. Why should she pretend she didn’t want the male standing in front of her?

She wrapped her arms around his neck because she knew she had to make the first move. She needed to tell him by her actions and her words that she wanted him, and she did. Fuck being celibate. All she could think about was being wrapped in his arms with his thick, long dick buried deep within her. If she tried hard enough, she could blame it on her near-death experience, but it would be a lie.

Caden drew her like he was honey, and she was a bear.

Stop thinking. The alien in her head hissed.

“Yes.” She pressed her lips against his nipping at his lower lip until he opened. Boldly she plunged her tongue into his mouth becoming overwhelmed at the taste of him. It was wild, passionate, and foreign, and she liked every bit of it.

She sucked on his tongue feeling her pussy constrict with need before it opened wide, there was a rushing of warmth trickling down her legs.

“I love the way you kiss,” she whispered to him as he drew her closer.

He stiffened for a minute his eyes leaving hers.

“Is something wrong?”

“No, Xander is going to spend the night in the apartment. I told him he didn’t have to, but he insisted.”

She understood he wanted to give them time, and she appreciated it.

“Baby, show me your bedroom.”

His amazing eyes flashed, and her nipples were so painfully tight she wasn’t sure she would make it to his room.

“Are you sure?”

“Totally.”

He wasn’t expecting this. Women were cautious. He'd learned that from watching the females around him as well as the Kur’ik females. That Sage was sure of what she wanted and decided to go after it confirmed what he already knew. She was a fighter someone who wouldn’t give up until her last breath passed her lips. It attracted him to her from the beginning.

He was a fighter like her. He never gave up, even when he thought he lost his brother his body went on autopilot taking him to Xander. She wasn’t a planner, but he liked that about her. They would balance each other out. He took her hand and led her through the other rooms. He would tell her about them later. Now he needed to see her in his bedroom looking at him with those bright green eyes.

He let her go in first when he opened the door. What would she think about his private sanctuary?

She wasn’t expecting this. His room was plain, there wasn’t a lot of him reflected in the space except for the bed. It was wide and long. One look at it told her he had it custom made. It was his only nod to comfort.

“Not much to see in here.”

“A bedroom is for sleeping, but we can always spice it up later.”

It was the ‘we’ in her sentence that had him smiling. It meant she was planning on staying around.

“After we defeat the enemy.” He stalked towards her making her take steps backward until she was trapped between him and the bed.

She waited for panic to suffocate her, but none came.

“Are you sure?” She licked her lips before biting the lower one. She needed to ask one more time to be positive that she was what he really wanted.

“Am I sure about what?” His hand was teasing one of her curls pulling on it and watching it spring back when he let it go.

“Are you sure that I am who you want?”

“Yes.”

Her stomach dipped, and a moan almost escaped her lips. His voice rang with his desire and need, but she heard more than that in it. There was a longing it sounded like a male who wanted to be loved and give love in return. She couldn’t be positive because this was the first time she ran into one of those elusive creatures.

Then there was the subtle trembling of his hand. Her warrior the one that coordinated fights with his brother, that went up against aliens with fire bombs and expected to walk away without a scratch was trembling as he touched her face. Her heart melted.

She moved toward the closet, and he backed up to give her room. She took off her tennis shoes and socks. Then she fidgeted before she pulled her shirt over her head and folded it. Walking to the dresser, she placed it on top and then reached for the button on her jeans. She could feel his eyes devouring her as she lifted first one leg then the other to take them off. Ignoring him, she folded the jeans and laid them on top of her shirt. That’s when she turned around to look at him.

“You’re beautiful. I still have trouble believing that you chose to be my mate.”

“I feel the same way about you.” She walked towards him allowing her hips to sway and her breasts to do a little dance of their own. The fire in his eyes captivated her. He wanted her, and he liked what he saw. Her heart beat slowed with the knowledge that he wanted her before it slammed in her chest and began a crazy race.

“We can do this, right?” Her hands went to his chest. The tee he was wearing was sexy, but the fact that it was white was turning her on even more. She didn’t know why and didn’t care.

Her fingers traveled down his chest until she was clutching the hem of the shirt. He raised his arms waiting for her to pull it over his head. When she did, he gave a rough growl and picked her up holding her comfortably against his chest.

“You shouldn’t pick me up.” It was a token protest as her tongue came out to lick at his neck. She gave a low moan before she did it again. “I like how you taste and how you feel.”

“I like you.” He laid her down on the bed making sure her arms and legs were stretched out. His eyes caressed her face before they began to move over her body. “Your beautiful Sage. On my planet, we have a story of someone so beautiful that she captivated all who looked at her before she destroyed them with the power that lived in her fingertips. You remind me of that beauty so captivating that it’s deadly.”

Her throat worked as she tried to swallow the lump that didn’t want to go away.

“We don’t have a tale like that here. All I have is the dream I continued to hold onto even when times got bad. You’re so much better than the dream.”

He placed his knee on the bed and knelt over her, kissing her. Her hands grasped his arms as he kissed her deeply stealing both her breath and her need to think rationally.

“I want you,” It was all she could say after she took her first breath of air.

His body came down on hers as he laid half on her not wanting to be too heavy for her. His lips feathered down her neck teasing her promising her pleasure as he stroked her desire to greater heights. He licked her before blowing on her.

“You’re so sensitive.” His voice rumbled in her ear making her wetter before he licked the shell of her ear.

He bit her shoulder making her remember the last time he bit her. Her hips thrust up in the air looking for a satisfaction that wasn’t coming yet. The feel of his fingers trailing over her collarbone and down to her breasts made her eyes open wide before they half shut with the pleasure of his touch.

“I love the way you touch me,” she whispered as her fingers began to flatten over his chest. His small hitch gave her confidence as she lifted up to take one of his nipples into her mouth.

“You’re playing with fire Sageray.” His hands gently pushed her back to the bed before he took a nipple between his fingers and rolled it.

“Yes, please.” Her voice was breathless as she pulsed under his touch.

He squeezed, and she shouted as a flood of warmth came from her. Leaning over he took the nipple into his mouth sucking on it as his other hand went to the neglected nipple.

Had she really thought about becoming celibate? Her hands were caressing his back. Her nails were lightly scoring him, which was driving him to suck her nipple harder. She was heating up, becoming more sensitive with every touch. This pleasure was what she thought making love was all about. There was sex, and then there was this where her soul was trying to become one with his.

“Caden I want to touch you, see you.” She looked up at him with eyes that were hooded.

She’s afraid of being rejected; he realized. She needed to know he was in this for more than a night. He stood and undid the button on his jeans. He wanted to rip them off, but he took his time.

Her eyes were hungry, and they were following every move of his hands. He gripped the pull tab on the zipper and began to lower it. His movements were agonizing slow as she watched him. Her thighs rubbed together as if she couldn’t take another moment of the agony before finally, it was over.

He placed his hands on the waistband and pushed his jeans down until they were at his feet. Stepping out he walked backward until he was sure that she could get a good like at him, then he dropped his boxers. The gasp made his chest puff with pride.

It had been so long since he touched a female, and none of them had been his mate. He wanted to pounce on her but took a deep breath instead. He needed to be careful to remember she was human. His werewolf grumbled he wanted his mate. I will walk away if I think you will hurt her. He spoke to himself knowing his other side could hear him.

His other side grunted. It would never hurt its mate, and it knew he would never be able to walk away.

He lowered himself to the bed allowing his hands to caress her body. He played with her abdomen loving the soft curves and the way she was responding with little moans and the occasional hiss of pleasure.

“I need you.”

“Has it been longer for you than it’s been for me?” The look in his eyes told her that all he wanted to do was spread her legs and dive deep.

“Longer than you would believe.”

“Then help me take this bra off.”

The bra was full coverage and white. She'd be embarrassed, but at the time she didn’t want to accidentally draw anyone's attention to her. Soon she would buy some that were sexy just for Caden. His hands went around the back until his fingers that were so skilled at war unhooked her bra easily.

His eyes focused on her ample breasts. They were more than a handful, and he loved the way they looked. Her nipples were large and a dusky pink that made him throb.

She lifted one breast, and he had the nipple in his mouth before she could say anything. His hand went to the other one kneading it, rolling it around. The softness of her breasts excited him.

“You’re so desperate, and it’s all for me. I feel the same way.” He could barely understand her words since her head was thrown back, and her hands were playing with his hair as she tried to rub her pussy against his legs.

His hands went down her body until he was at her core. His hand covered the panties she was wearing.

“I love these.”

“It’s called a thong. It was the one thing I wouldn’t give up, my little secret. They made me feel feminine when I had to hide everything else about myself; I at least knew I was wearing them.”

He fought the urge to rip them from her body and carefully lowered them until they were around her ankles.

“Take them off.”

He shook his head, “leave them.” They were white with red hearts on them. He liked how they looked, and they served to keep her ankles together.

He pushed her legs up until her knees were spread and her ankles were locked, and her pussy was on display for him. Leaning over he licked the seam. She screamed the heat of his tongue combined with the sensation.

“I need you now Caden.”

“No, I need to go slow. Treat you right, make sure I don’t hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me, baby. I’m so empty.” He placed his face in her pussy and inhaled. His eyes rolled back as her sweet scent hit him.

“Baby, please.”

He took his dick in his hand fisting it, and her eyes were wide as she watched him.

“I need you inside of me.”

He needed to be in her, on top of her. Next time he promised himself. Next time I’ll taste her making her cum on my tongue but now. He lowered himself over her and gave her a smile before he thrust his hips and pounded into her.

She cried out not caring who heard her. He was buried deep within her. She wanted to wrap her legs around him, but couldn’t. All she could do was meet each thrust. They were deep and rapid making her head spin even as her body coiled around itself.

He was making her back bow with pleasure every time he stroked down hitting her so deep that she almost thought her pussy was bottomless then he would hit the bottom and draw a cry of pleasure from her lips that was so intense she doubted he could do it again, then he did.

“I’m not going to last.”

“Then don’t.” That sexy voice of his should be illegal.

She felt her orgasm take over her body, stealing every thought from her and crashing over her like waves on a beach. She screamed as she saw herself falling, but she wasn’t scared because Caden was holding her. She was right to give him her trust.

It was his roar of pleasure that pushed her over the cliff. Blackness played at the edge of her vision. Closing her eyes, she sank into the peace that he had given her.