Page 50 of Enter the Lair
“I feel strange.”
“Strange how?Do you feel threatened?”His concern was in every word.
“No.I don’t think so.I feel warm.Tingly.Like when you go from cold to hot water too fast...I know it doesn’t make sense.”
“Connect with your cat.What is she telling you?”
Sarah scratched her arm.Devon stopped her when a red line formed on her skin.“I don’t get it.She wants…” A picture of Devon flashed in her mind.Then again of him in his cat form.Devon dominated her in both images.“Oh.”
“What is it?”He said.
Her vision banded as her amber eyes bored into her mate.Devon sucked in a breath and grabbed her arm, leading her from the room.
He picked her up and bounded up the stairs to his bedroom.Sarah kept her head buried in his chest trying to breathe away the mounting feeling.“I’m sorry.This is awful timing.”
“Don’t you dare apologize for my mistake,” he snapped.
“You didn’t do anything.I don’t know why she is feeling so...amorous right now, but you have done nothing except try to help Aiden and the very coyotes that took you.You’re such a good person,” she said the last in a rush.She realized that this wasn’t just her cat.She had watched him tirelessly, doing everything in his power to save a man that by all rights he should hate.She had thought that he was the kind of man she would want children with.No this wasn’t just her cat.
“Our animals had only one brief evening together.They needed more.We need more.”He stood her in front of him, unbuttoning her shirt as he spoke.“Your cat was very patient, waiting for me to get Aiden the help he needed, but she is done waiting and so am I.”He pushed her pants down her hips before unzipping his own and stepped out of them.
He moved her to the bed and lay down beside her.She had expected him to dominate her, but he surprised her, caressing her skin slowly, fueling the burn.
She let her fingers play over his skin, working her way down to the large, thick part of him.She touched him, feathering over the heavily bulging veins that adorned his shaft.Evidence of his pulsing need for her.She felt powerful.
She gripped him, holding her lips a mere inch from his, pulling back when he leaned forward.This was her time.When she released his cock to stroke his thigh, she felt his muscles ripple in response.She reveled in it.
She bent her head to nip his neck before licking the salty taste of his flesh.She liked the resulting groan that her bite had caused.Maybe it was a growl, either way, her mate liked her taking liberties with his body.She tracked down his defined pectoral muscles, licking his flesh, taking tiny bites only to soothe the resulting sting with her tongue.His erection jutted between them, begging for attention.She stroked it absently, continuing her focus on the dark trail of hair leading from his navel to the hairs around his straining cock.
Her hand caressed the hard shaft before she gripped it.Her fingers didn’t connect as she held the base, rolling her tongue around the rim.She rubbed her cheek against the head, enjoying the soft velvet over steel sensation before sucking him deep into her mouth.
Her lips curled and relaxed as she sucked the hardest part of him.He growled, gripping her hair tightly as he attempted to quicken her pace.She didn’t allow it, knowing she was pushing him, wanting him to lose control.
He did.Devon pulled her up sharply and positioned himself between her legs.He fastened his lips to hers before thrusting deep into her with one long stroke.He held himself still, giving her just enough time to adjust, to want him, before pulling back and returning with equal force.
He wasn’t gentle.He crushed her body with each long thrust, holding one of her legs in the air, to deepen the angle of his penetration.The building sensation in her core had her blanking out.So many sensations assailed her at once.Her pleasure.His.Their cats.Her body and mind climbing toward an unimaginable apex.She screamed, clamping down hard on him when she came.He groaned through her climax, struggling to hold back.The fireworks exploded under her skin, a tingling release of pure pleasure.She didn’t fight him when he flipped her over and pulled her back on her knees.
She felt the cool air on her heated flesh before his warm tongue slipped between her folds.“I fucking love the taste of you.Never gonna get enough of this sweet honey.”His tongue speared deep into her, sucking the juices from her.“More.Give me more.”He fucked her with his tongue.Quick deep strokes that had her squirming against his face.“Come for me, Sarah.I want your sweet pussy dripping on my lips.”
His voice was her undoing.His sinful tone vibrated against her sensitive flesh.She moaned, knowing he had gotten exactly what he asked for.His tongue licked the juices from her quivering thighs.
His fingers rubbed against her clit before circling her anus.He pressed two fingers inside her ass.The tight muscles resisting the invasion before giving way.He moved them slowly at first, letting her adjust to the rhythm before picking up the tempo.She was pushing back against his hand when he withdrew.She pushed back only to be met by his broad head.He gripped his cock with one hand and her hip firmly with the other as he steadily pressed into her.He buried himself to the hilt before gripping both hips and thrusting deep into her.
She felt her core tightening.The mounting pressure.The sting of pain.Pure ecstasy.Equaled by the instinctive need to reach the ultimate orgasm.
He groaned as his warm jets spurted inside her ass, his teeth clamped down on the soft tissue of her neck, setting off her own release.She collapsed on the bed no longer able to hold her head up.Devon lay down on top of her.The weight and warmth of his body reminded her that she was cherished.
He licked the marks on her neck that were already healing.“I love you, Sarah,” he said in a deep rich tone.
She stilled, wanting to hold the words to her.She turned toward him.He pulled out of her moving to her side so she could turn on her side, facing him.
“Devon.”She wanted to tell him she loved him too.Tell him no one had told her she was loved since her mother.However, her cat had other plans.It had waited too long for its mate.It didn’t need words to express its feelings.It showed its devotion in every action, surging to the surface swiftly, shifting in Devon’s arms.Her cougar allowed him a moment to bask in her brilliance before nudging him roughly, letting him know what she wanted.He got off the bed and opened the door before shifting, leading his female to the open window and onto the tree outside.
Sarah watched him jump onto the tree, but her female had other ideas’.She jumped to the ground and sprinted to the trees with her mate racing behind her.
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They ran for hours.Content to rub and play in their cougar forms before the male took his female hard and fast as was their way.Later they lounged, laying, beside one another as dawn filtered through the rustling leaves.