Madison

They’d made it to the vehicle and departed, leaving the ATV behind. She was sure the little vehicle was being tracked, and so it was a long heart attack-inducing half-hour as she took them on a roundabout route through the countryside.

“We can’t go back to the cabin,” Kean said.

“What? Why not?” she almost yelped, caught completely off guard by his unexpected pronouncement. “We got away clean.”

“They got Raven after he thought he’d gotten away clean too,” he reminded her. “We need to ensure that they don’t track us. That means staying away for a while.”

Madison’s head tilted from side to side as she considered the idea. “Okay,” she said at last, “that has merit. Where to then?”

He shrugged. “Any hotel or motel really? Preferably one not in the city, so that they won’t recognize us.”

She chuckled. “I’m just a medium-tall blonde. It’s you that sort of stands out wherever you go,” she teased.

“I know. That’s why a motel would be ideal. I can stay in the car while you get a room, then just duck inside once we have it.”

“Um, does that work?” she asked, pointing out a sign that read Rockwoods Motel, next left.

“Sure,” he grinned.

Madison turned onto the indicated road, and perhaps a mile and a half later, they gently coasted into the parking lot.

“Wait here,” she ordered, leaving the car behind.

Kean just smiled and sat back, his shirt pulling tight across his chest.

Oh come on. That’s not fair.

His arms flexed as he stretched in place.

Really?

She wrenched her eyes away from him and his disgustingly perfect physique.

God, but he’d been so impressive back there. Terrifying while she was clinging to him, but impressive nonetheless. The descent down the tree, the shifting on the run, and then his keeping her safe as she guided them out of the forest. All of it had been calm, cool, and professional.

Plus the way he’d done whatever he needed to, to protect her. Madison hadn’t missed that. Or the urgency in his voice as he’d come to her side, worry front and center in his eyes as he’d frantically sought to ensure she was okay.

Well he better have! It was his boneheaded move to try and jump over the ATV that sent you flying in the first place.

Madison knew that wasn’t entirely true. If she’d been hunkered down, gripping his neck with both hands, she likely wouldn’t have been in trouble. It was her antics, if anything, that had put them in trouble, not Kean. After she’d nearly killed herself, he’d gone full war machine in his attempt to save her.

She was grateful for that, even if it awoke feelings within her that she would have preferred stayed buried.

“Hey,” she said in response to the front desk agent’s greeting. “I need a room for tonight please.”

“Sure thing. I’ll just need a piece of ID and a credit card.”

Madison picked from one of her sets of fakes and handed it over. The agent looked at it for a few minutes, typing on his ancient, decrepit-looking computer, and then handed both back to her, along with a key attached to a long piece of plastic that had a room number printed on it.

“There you are. Room 19. About two-thirds of the way down,” he told her with a smile.

Madison just nodded, collected the items, and left. She moved the van to the front of the room and they went inside quickly. With the door closed behind them, they could finally breathe.

“Listen,” she said, turning to face him as they took off their boots. “I just wanted to say thank you for—”

She stopped speaking as Kean leaned in and kissed her. There was no warning, no time to prepare herself. One moment she was looking at him, and the next his lips were pressed against hers and Madison had wrapped her hands around his neck.

“This is crazy,” she said as their kisses became frantic, urgent, and needy.

“Is it?” he responded in the same rushed tone, his hands running swiftly up and down her back and around her sides. “Haven’t you wanted to do this before now?”

She felt a thrill run through her, a surge of excitement as she realized that yes, yes she had wanted this. For some time, in fact.

“I barely know you,” she said, though Madison never stopped kissing him. She jiggled her left foot back and forth until the shoe finally came off, flicking across the floor.

“I know,” he agreed. “So?”

“Mmm,” she agreed, unable to make any sounds as he kissed her hard and thoroughly, lifting her clear off the floor.

Madison wrapped her arms around his waist, though it quickly became apparent to the slim part of her brain still focused on anything but Kean that she didn’t need to. He was holding her aloft with ease, as if she weighed no more than a pillow

“You’re so strong.”

Wow. Swoon some more why don’t you?

Fuck you, brain. He’s hot as all hell, we have a connection of some kind, and right now he wants to give me something that I haven’t had in a long time. So piss off. If I want to swoon a little I will.

Her brain promptly shut up as Kean stopped kissing her lips. Instead he moved to her cheek, then slowly along her jawbone, and finally, with a delicate delay meant to tease her just the right amount, he dipped down to her neck. Madison’s head tilted back and to the side as she moaned softly in delight, giving him better access.

It felt so good. He knew all the right spots, as if he’d touched her body before. Madison didn’t understand it, but she didn’t care just then. Maybe this was just meant to happen. Maybe she shouldn’t have fought it off.

Her hand pushed between them, over his belt. The bulge in his pants was easy to find, and he reacted just the way she wanted as her palm began to run gently over it through the thick material.

“Tease,” he growled, nipping at her neck.

Madison yelped, the noise turning into something much more pleasurable as his teeth bit down once more, deliciously painful this time. Her fingers tightened as best they could around him, and she felt his body tense slightly at the increased pressure.

Kean spun, taking one step forward until her shoulders hit the wall, where he held her in place, pulling back from her neck to gaze at her. She looked into his hazel eyes, seeing them flick back and forth as they searched her face for whatever it was he was looking for.

“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he breathed, the words so quiet she almost missed them.

Madison blushed. She almost told him that he was “just saying that,” but something in those eyes of his told her that wasn’t true. They glinted with truth in a way that she knew would be offensive if she didn’t accept that he was serious.

Her face warmed as she smiled at him, butterflies in her stomach darting around with happiness and mild embarrassment at the compliment.

“Come here,” she said at last, pulling his face back to hers so that she could kiss him properly, which included being as thorough as possible.

Her fingers tore at his shirt, tugging it out from under her legs where they wrapped around him, then up and over his head, one arm at a time. Kean casually held her in the air with the other arm, not needing both to support her.

“Damn you and your shifter genes,” she said, her fingertips running over his muscular body, the very mildly tanned skin rippling under the pressure.

His muscles stood out, clearly defined for her eyes to drink them in. Madison had no idea where to start. His thick, powerful chest, rippling abs, bulging arms or…or…or…

“Fuck it,” she said, deciding not to pick one and touching them all as her hands glided over his smooth skin.

She’d expected him to have body hair, but there were just a few little tufts on his chest, little else. Nothing but firm muscle literally everywhere. Even his muscles seemed to have muscle. It was unbelievable. She’d seen pictures of men like him, or movies where they slowly take their shirts off to reveal the most gorgeous body she’d ever seen.

But now there was one right here in front of her, who not only was letting her touch him, but wanted to have sex with her. Not for sex, but because he was interested in her. What were the odds!

As Madison drifted back to reality, she realized her hands were fumbling with his belt.

“That’s going to make things a little unfair,” Kean observed as she tugged at his pants, until they started to sag away from his waist.

The poor angle and his raging hard-on made it difficult for them to sag any lower. She would have to unwind herself from his body to make that happen. Madison wasn’t quite sure how she felt about that one just yet. It felt…good, to be pressed up against him.

“Not my fault that you’ve got me pinned against the wall where you can’t take any of my clothes off,” she said with a shrug, pushing her hand between the elastic waistband of his tight boxers and his skin.

Kean hissed as she found his hardness, her hand wrapping firmly around it.

“I can fix that,” Kean rumbled in her ear as he swung away from the wall and casually deposited her on the bed.

She watched eagle-eyed as he divested himself of his socks, then his pants. And finally he pulled his boxers down to reveal what she’d only been able to touch before.

“Now,” he said, looming over her before she’d gotten a real good look, much to her disappointment. “I think it’s my turn to see what you look like, don’t you?”

Madison pretended to consider his words, but she broke out into giggles when he growled and dropped gently down on top of her, smothering her with kisses.

“Okay, okay! I give,” she said, laughing, raising her hands up so he could remove her shirt, and assisting as he urgently tugged her pants clear as well.

The bra disappeared faster than she could blink, and suddenly Madison was completely naked in front of him.

“Even more beautiful than I imagined,” he whispered, gently tugging on her earlobe.

His body lowered itself onto hers, skin pressing on skin everywhere. Warmth began to seep through her, warming her from the outside in, even as her core heated up internally at his touch.

Kean slid slowly down her body, showering her in kisses as he explored every inch of her nakedness. She writhed under his touch, his expert hands combined with the soft kisses from his lips to awaken every nerve ending she possessed.

When he finally ended up between her legs, his hands sliding slowly up and down as he caressed them, Madison was on the edge, almost shaking from the buildup. Kean paused there, his eyes fixated on her as he slowly lowered his mouth to her mound.

“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this,” she said, her voice coming out in gasps as her body trembled in anticipation.

To her relief Kean didn’t play any games at this point. He simply ran his tongue gently over her sensitive little nub, moving nice and slow. She sank back into the sheets, her arms bent above her head as she grabbed onto the pillow, twisting it around as Kean continued to work his way into a rhythm.

This, she decided, had definitely been the right decision.

Pressure at her opening preceded Kean’s finger as he slid it gently inside of her, curling it upward to rub across the pressure point there. Madison’s hips bucked slightly as he continued with his tongue, and she knew it wouldn’t be long now.

“A little faster,” she told him.

Kean, ever eager to please her, did just as she asked. His tongue flicked across her at an increased rate, and after that, she knew it was only a matter of time. Her moans and soft cries were echoed by hungry noises from Kean as he worked in time with her. He was almost as turned on by her pleasure as she was.

Knowing he was that invested in pleasuring her just made it all the more erotic for Madison, and she felt her body respond. Blood swelled her folds of flesh as further dampness coated his finger.

“Oh Kean,” she moaned as he increased the pressure of his finger and tongue just a fraction more at the same time. It drove her wild, propelling her toward the edge that she knew was rushing at her. “Just like that. Don’t stop. Don’t fucking—oh, shit. Yes, I’m going to—”

Her back arched and her hips bounced as her climax exploded through her without warning, taking both Madison and Kean by surprise. He eased up slightly with his tongue, his finger still moving firmly inside of her.

Wave after wave of pleasure rolled into her, like surf crashing into shore. Her muscles flexed, limbs contorted, and she began to jerk and spasm from his touch.

“Okay,” she said, and he instantly calmed, taking the pressure and speed down rapidly, but not outright stopping, helping to calm her body and send it peacefully into the relaxing glow that was already spreading out from her core. The warmth of it hugged her tight, and for several long moments Madison simply lay on the bed, eyes closed, hands curled into fists in the sheet as she regained her breath, basking in the orgasm.

The slow return of movement to Kean’s tongue brought her back, but she released the sheet and grabbed his head, pulling him away. “No,” she whispered. “I want you now.”

Her fingers pulled at his jaw, forcing Kean to crawl up from between her legs, until his hips were positioned near hers.

“Fuck me, Kean,” she commanded, spreading her legs around his hips.

“If you insist,” he purred.

“I do,” she said, reaching between her legs, grabbing hold of his steel-like shaft, and using it to guide the tip of his cock against her. She coated it easily in the residual wetness before pushing it up against her opening.

Her legs, wrapped around his hips, tightened, pulling Kean close. He didn’t fight her, and Madison gasped as he penetrated her at long last, pushing her apart slowly as he buried himself deep within her, just like she had been craving.

“You feel so good,” she said, speaking into his ear as he lowered his body over hers.

“You…too,” he said, his focus elsewhere.

She twisted his head to the side, and saw the pleasure written in his features as he gently thrust in and out of her. Just seeing him so aroused made her want him more. Her hands slid down from his head and around his shoulders. She could feel the muscles moving there and in his back, and she couldn’t help but dig her fingers into them.

Kean hissed with delight and began to move faster.

“Kiss me,” she said.

He dipped his head to hers and she pulled him tight with her nails as he slammed deep into her over and over again.

Her eyes rolled back into their sockets after a moment, and Madison’s head fell back to the bed, losing herself into the euphoria of the moment. Kean felt amazing inside of her.

Without warning he rolled off of her.

“Wha—” she said, but one of his hands slid under her, grabbing her far hip, while his other held her near.

With a mild flex of his arms he lifted her clear of the bed, so that he lay on his back, and she was held aloft above him, her back to him and the bed. He lowered her onto him, and then, in a display of manhandling that was unbelievably sexy, he simply lifted her up and down, doing all the work while she simply enjoyed the feeling of taking him deep inside of her.

“Put your legs down,” he said several minutes later.

Madison placed her feet flat on the ground, and then sensing what he wanted, reached behind her, supporting her upper body on his chest like a crabwalk.

Kean kept one hand in the middle of her back, taking much of the weight as he began to fuck her again. But it was when his free hand reached around her hips and between her legs to rub her clit that Madison lost it.

She immediately felt herself become ready to climax, and as his hips powerfully delivered his thick, hard cock into her while his fingers ran across her nub, Madison didn’t fight it. Her cries grew louder, filling the room as his hips thrust faster.

“Just keep fucking me,” she begged. “No matter what.”

She wanted him at the same time. Kean picked up on that, and his hips moved even faster. The increase in movement hurled Madison over the cliff and her orgasm rocked her body violently. Her arms gave way, but Kean’s hand held her up, even as her legs turned to Jell-O.

Part of her mind registered his loud grunts and the swelling of his cock inside of her, and then Kean groaned loudly. Warmth erupted inside of her, and Kean shot his load deep as her walls squeezed tight in orgasmic contractions. She milked him for every last drop as she tried not to fall off, her body control completely gone as the second intense orgasm filled her body.

At least Kean went limp and she settled back onto him, his hands now reaching up to wrap around her. He held her tight to him as they both struggled to breathe, having been caught off guard by the intensity of the session.

Madison had had no idea sex could be so blindly pleasurable. Although it had been a somewhat rushed, frantic event, Kean had showed her new heights of pleasure that she hadn’t realized were attainable.

“Just wait until I have time to touch you properly,” he gasped into her ear, as if reading her mind.

“I can’t wait,” she replied, using up the limited supply of oxygen she’d managed to hang onto.

“Well in that case,” he said, rolling her off him and onto her back.

Madison’s eyebrows shot up. “Already?”

He grinned, kissing her collarbone and then lowering his mouth to take one of her nipples between his hungry lips. His tongue swirled around the tip of it as he gently sucked on it, eliciting a low moan from Madison.

She was ready for him.

“Don’t just wait there,” she said, tugging at him. “Get up here and show me what else you can do.”

He did.