Leona crawled into Pallas’ strong arms, not caring about warmth, but desiring to finally touch that finely sculpted chest.
And arms.
And abs.
Her hands wandered. Tracing the lines of his body. Sure, she had been with men in fine shape, but their muscles were obtained in gyms. There was a difference, one she appreciated, between beach body and warrior flesh.
Pallas was made of hard work, skill, and practice. She could sense it in the way he moved, because it mirrored hers. She’d dedicated her life to learn fighting skills and putting them to good use by protecting the innocent. Her choice to help Pallas had been right, no matter the cost. If she had turned her back on him, her life’s work would have been for nothing. He was innocent.
And sexy.
She kissed his lush lips. Soft and chaste, loving how his gaze grew heavy with desire.
“Leona…” His voice carried a warning.
“I was Sheriff Lee a few moments ago.” She leaned against his strong body and nibbled his ear lobe.
“That was for the wolves. They should continue to address you properly.”
“And you shouldn’t be proper with me?” She moved along the edges of his ears to the pointed tip.
He moaned, his hands finally caressing her waist under her shirt. “I don’t have any proper thoughts when it comes to you.”
“Good.” She bit his ear harder and he hissed. “Show me.” Daring him to treat her as he desired. Something she might regret considering what he was, but she’d never been a coward. She wouldn’t start being one now.
An inhuman snarled ripped from his throat, scraping over her eardrums, as he rolled on top of her. Pinned to the ground, she couldn’t move as he jerked her shirt over her head and flung it aside.
Over the thin material of her bra, he mouthed her breast until her nipple poked painfully against the lace.
She gasped. She wanted to unclasp her bra and set the girls free so she could take a deep breath and he could finally touch her directly with that incredible mouth, but his solid weight kept her trapped. All she could do was push and knead and claw at his shoulders.
Back arched and panties damp, she ached for more.
He moved to her other breast, taking his time as she squirmed under him. The heat and dampness of his tongue slipped through her bra. It felt so hot. With his knees, he forced her legs wider apart, spreading them indecently. He cupped her pussy with his hand over her uniform pants, placing just the right amount of pressure on her clit.
She gasped at the zing of intense pleasure.
“Officer, I suspect you like being bad.” His hot breath caressed her ear before he moved to kiss along her throat.
She thrust her hips against his hand and moaned. “Yes.” She really liked sex. Any kind, and it had been way too long since she taken a lover. Small town and heavy workload made her a dull girl, but she bet Pallas would change all that. Her body responded to his like no other.
He rose to his knees, his hard cock tenting his boxers, and worked at the latches of her belt and pants. “Fuck woman, this is worse than those chastity belts.”
She blinked. She kept forgetting how old he was until he made such comments. “Break into a few of those in your day?”
His only answer was a smug little smile as he yanked her pants off. He raked a possessive look over her body, trailing his hand along her legs. “None of them compare to you, Leona.”
She wasn’t a soft woman. The fact that she trained daily led to a leaner muscled body. Her curves suffered and the looks she drew from men weren’t those of desire but wariness.
Except Pallas. He had always treated her like a woman he craved.
He pressed his mouth over her panties, heating her pussy with his breath. Tonguing her clit through the cotton.
She caressed his smooth head, luxuriating in his attention. Her pulse raced as he teased the edges of her underwear with the tip of his tongue, hinting at what was to come. The firelight flickered on the alcove ceiling, the small space warmed quickly. Even the cool stone on her back no longer bothered her.
Pallas bent her knees as if about to feast. His tongue slipped past her panties like a thief stealing a taste. It felt naughty and sinful that he touched her so intimately while the pack slept on the other side of the branches.
“Did you like that?”
“Don’t stop.” She pushed against the hands clasping her legs but he didn’t budge. This vampire could do as he pleased with her and she wouldn’t be able to stop him, yet he seemed determined to pleasure her first. Or kill her with his teasing.
“So eager, Leona.” He straightened and pulled her hips onto his lap while she still remained on her back. He tugged his boxers and released his thick cock, stroking the hard length. He made sure she watched as he slid aside the crotch of her panties. With the tip of his penis, he spread the lips of her pussy to tease her clit. “You’re so wet.”
She could barely breathe as he rubbed along the aching line of her entrance. She wanted him inside her, stretching, pounding into her like a wild beast. She groaned at the image of him fucking her, wishing it was reality.
He pressed his tip just inside, enough to hint at the real thing yet denying her the release she craved.
She tried to thrust deeper. Wild with desire, she fought to sit or grip or anything but lay helpless to his cock tease and the thumb that massaged her clit into release. The pleasure was blinding as she came undone.
Listless, she lay before him like a wrung dishrag. Her cries leaving her throat sore. She glanced at the evergreen branches shielding them from the shifters. Those needles weren’t exactly soundproof. Heat burned her cheeks, but that wouldn’t stop her from claiming what was hers.
She unclasped her bra and slipped it off her shoulders. Two could play the teasing game. She cupped her tits and pressed them together. Pinched her nipples into hard buds. He didn’t move. Lips parted, he watched with a predator’s focus.
She slid her hands along her waist and slipped her panties off, touching herself, spreading her nether lips in invitation for his flushed cock.
A bead of pre-cum slipped over the tip. She caught it with a fingertip and licked it clean. “What are you waiting for?”
He bared his fangs and covered her with his body, shucking off his boxers. “I don’t know. I never pictured our first time in a cave.”
“How did you picture it? Tell me.”
He cupped one of her breasts and pressed small kisses to her lips as he spoke. “I would hunt you through town.”
“Hunt?”
“Like prey.” He pressed his fangs to her throat and she was shocked at how much she wanted him to bite down but he withdrew. “I corner you in a dark alley and disarm you.”
Her breaths came in short gasps as if she had been running from him already. “And then?”
“I tear your clothes off, press you against the wall.” His weight pressed her to the hard floor.
“Yes.” She gripped his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his hips, feeling what he described as if they were there. Never had she wanted a man as much as she did him and feared how far she would go to keep him.
He pushed inside her with a single hard thrust. Her scream echoed off the alcove walls, but it was a scream that held equal parts demand and pleasure. He pulled out almost fully before slamming back in. There was no mercy and he didn’t treat her like a delicate flower about to wilt. He took her like a starved beast and she was his first meal in ages. She was his equal and he took her like one.
Clinging to his back, she rode a wave of ecstasy. His body a finely tuned weapon that he used to push them both to a blinding peak. His grunts mingled with her moans until she cried out his name. The orgasm so intense she had no breath left to scream.