Ellora's Cavemen: Tales from the Temple II (2 page)

She just had to make it through the night—allowing her body to enjoy his but keeping her heart distant.
Yeah, right.

Caitlin slapped her palms together and exhaled. It was past midnight and she hadn’t heard anything from Luc. The rare steaks he’d consumed at dinner had made her queasy, but he’d enjoyed them. There was more almost-raw meat in the little hotel fridge. If what Fallon had said was true, the wolf would need more than meat.

She opened the door and walked into the main suite area. They’d agreed that she would have the private bedroom and Luc would sleep in the bed in the shared area. She knew he’d given her the bedroom so she had a place to escape to if the wolf got out of control.

When she walked into the room, he was sitting, staring intently at the television. He looked calm but there was an energy hovering around him that warned her he was fighting the inner demons that sought to control his body.

“Luc, how are you doing?”

He didn’t flinch when she spoke, but then she hadn’t expected it. With his extended senses, he would have known the moment she’d entered the room, no matter how silent she’d been.

“I’m fine,” he said, without looking back.

“Are you sure? You said it would start sometime tonight and…”

“I’m fine, Caitlin. You should go to bed. I’ll call you if I need you.”

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His voice was calm. There was no sign of tension in his long, strong body. Then she saw his hand move. It was slow and subtle as he dug his fingernails into the leather couch. His knuckles whitened and she watched four tiny tears follow the paths of his fingers.

“Luc—“

“Really, I’m fine.” This time he turned and looked at her. He even smiled. “Go to bed.”

Not knowing what else to do, she nodded and backed out of the room.

A faint growl reverberated from the couch as she shut the door behind her. She couldn’t leave him like that. The Alpha had warned that the beast couldn’t be allowed to take control. That once the animal gathered strength, it would be difficult to pull back. And it looked like it was getting a good grip on Luc already.

Caitlin stared at the door for a long time before finding the answer she needed. Luc was trying to fight it on his own. She would have to offer what he was hesitant to take.

Using the spark of nervous energy, she moved quickly, stripping off her clothes and stacking them neatly on the bed. An invisible band seemed to wrap around her chest making a long, deep, calming breath impossible. Her fingers shook as she fluffed her hair and put on a fresh coat of mascara. Luc probably wouldn’t notice, but this was her one time with him. She was going to look her best. Thankfully she’d had a razor in her bag. It was one thing for Luc to turn hairy. She wasn’t going to do the same.

She finished and stood in front of the hotel mirror. The muted lighting gave her skin a warm, golden tone and made her auburn hair look almost mahogany. The tips of her breasts were high and tight…and ready for Luc’s mouth. She let the openly sexual urge slip through her body, allowing all her suppressed desires for Luc to bubble up.

Moisture flowed into her pussy and her hips swayed gently to an unconscious sensual rhythm.

Before she lost the courage she’d found, she opened the door and stepped outside—

ready to seduce a wolf.

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Luc tensed as the door opened for a second time. He’d listened to her move around the other room and hoped she was preparing for bed. And locking her door.

She had to stay away. He was controlling the beast, but just barely. Her presence wasn’t helping. Her scent was driving him crazy. Though she’d been embarrassed and slightly fearful when the Alpha had explained what was required, Luc had also detected the faint scent of arousal. That delicious aroma had grown through the evening. And it caused him to respond in kind.

He’d always been scrupulous in keeping his distance from Caitlin. She was a sweet woman who also happened to be the best damn assistant he’d ever had. There was no way he was going to screw that up for a brief affair. Caitlin wasn’t the type to sleep with a guy one day and then work for him the next as if nothing had changed. But she was devoted to the Pack and would do anything to protect its members. Even fuck one.

He had to send her away. Maybe there was another woman in the hotel he could use for his purposes. She would be well compensated. There had to be someone else.

Caitlin was special. She was his friend as well as his employee. If he touched her, even under the influence of the wolf, he knew he would alter that relationship forever.

He spun around in his chair, prepared to order her back into the bedroom.

“Really, Caitlin, I’m—”

His throat seized up, like someone had punched him in the neck.

She was naked. Completely bare as she stood before him. The slight insecurity in her eyes tugged on his human heart and angered the wolf inside him. Didn’t she realize how beautiful she was?

Unable to stop himself, he drew in a deep breath, pulling her distinctive scent into his body and holding it inside like a present meant for him alone. His stomach rumbled, but it wasn’t physical hunger that created the sound. He licked his lips, anticipating her taste as his eyes fell to her curvy hips and the pale red hair between her thighs.

Again a mixture of fear and arousal blended into an intoxicating scent. The wolf inside him screamed, urging him on. The beast wanted Caitlin. And Luc found himself wondering why he was fighting the compulsion to take her.

“I can’t do this. Not with you,” he rasped, offering one last attempt at nobility—

humanity.

Her lower lip trembled and the insecurity blazed in her eyes. She covered her breasts with her arm and placed the other hand down, shielding her pussy.

“I’m sorry. I just thought…”

“Don’t ever cover yourself before me.”

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The harsh command came from a instinctual place inside him that he didn’t quite understand. Caitlin jumped and took one tiny step away. His human-self winced, knowing he’d frightened her. The wolf inside him crouched, ready to chase if she ran.

Somehow the wolf knew she was his prize for the night.

“Don’t move,” Luc ordered. “I have control over him right now, but if you try to run, he’ll come after you.”

His words seemed to renew the confidence she’d had when she walked into the room. Slowly, she lowered her arms and stepped forward. “I’m not going to run.”

He shook his head. The dilemma was set. If she moved, the wolf would pounce. If she stayed, he wouldn’t be able to resist having her.

“Do you understand what’s happening to me?”

She nodded. “I know what I’m doing—what we’re going to do.”

Her declaration eased some of his concerns. She was here—if not from desire, at least with an understanding of what would occur. She waited naked before him and there was no choice but to allow the wolf his release. He wouldn’t be denied.

Resigned, Luc vowed to go slow, to control the wolf that much as least. Caitlin had to be terrified. What human woman wouldn’t be? But she was also aroused. He could smell her. The hot place between her legs flowed with moisture. He hungered for the feel of that cream on his tongue.

“Get on the bed.” The low, almost animal-like sound of his voice warned him he was at the edge of his control. He curled his hands into fists and struggled to contain the beast.

Caitlin hesitated for a moment—long enough that he thought she’d changed her mind—before walking toward the huge bed stationed in the corner of the suite. Her soft, curved rump swayed as she moved away. Luc followed. His hands burned to hold that delightful ass—to squeeze it as he slammed his cock into her pussy or flicked his tongue inside her cunt.

The alluring scent of her sex beckoned him. His tongue practically hung from his mouth when she crawled up on the bed and rolled over onto her back. Without being told, she spread her legs.

The sight of her open pussy sent twin spikes of pain and need into his cock. He had to have her. He tried to slow his movements—not wanting to frighten her any further—

but the wolf was grabbing at his throat and his genitals, screaming to be free. If he’d been at home or with the Pack, he would have released the wolf and reveled in the animal’s form. But here, now, he had to keep the wolf contained.
Give the wolf what it
wants
—that had been the Alpha’s advice.

What the wolf wanted now was Caitlin.

Luc reached out and let his fingers wander across the sweet, soft flesh between her thighs. Keeping his eyes locked to hers, he stroked her from knee to pussy. Her breath 12

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caught as he brushed close to her sex. He wanted to speak—to sooth her with sexy, seductive words but the wolf clawed at his soul, desperate for the taste of her.

Reining in the wolf, he wrapped his hands around her hips and dragged her forward, placing her on the edge of the bed, sinking to his knees to match her height.

He looked up. Caitlin watched him with wide, innocent eyes. A howl lodged in the back of his throat as he fought the impulse to fall on her like a ravening beast. The delicious arousal from her cunt filled his nostrils until he thought he would go insane with the need to immerse himself in her. He couldn’t fight it. He leaned forward and placed his mouth against her hot, wet sex.

A jolt of recognition electrified his body. He pulled back. There was something different about her, but he couldn’t stop to analyze it. He needed her too much. He opened his lips and gently kissed her, flicking his tongue out, gathering more of her flavor. The fiery taste exploded in his mouth.

Delicious. Addicting.

“Luc, please.” Her breathless plea urged him on. The wolf howled its victory and the sound drove Luc on—needing to conquer and consume. Needing to feed the wolf.

He slowly traced the length of her warm, wet flesh with his tongue. She shivered.

The wolf in him smiled. Luc drew back and tried to find again his control. His cock pressed hard against his fly, straining for release. The desire to possess her—to overwhelm her—ripped at him. He ground his back teeth together to keep from growling his possession.

The air was thick with the perfume of her sex. He didn’t understand the driving urge but simply knew he needed her. He stroked her cunt with his tongue, gathering her flavor. The sensation was like his own private orgasm. He had to have more. And more of her.

Caitlin closed her eyes as his delicate caresses fluttered through her sex.

This wasn’t what she’d expected. She’d imagined his pouncing on her, fucking her hard, but never this slow oral exploration.

“Luc, I…please…” She didn’t know what she was begging for—only that he could supply it.

The light flicker of his tongue invaded her pussy with fire and need. She pressed her lips together, trying to hold back a cry—trying to keep a piece of herself separate, knowing that with each touch he would sink deeper into her heart. But the exotic caress of his mouth made him impossible to resist. Even knowing she would regret it later, she let her fingers drift into his hair, touching the soft strands—caressing him as she’d dreamed of doing many times.

“Please, Luc, more.”

He continued his gentle approach to her sex. The touches so soft, so elusive, she thought she’d dreamt them. The long, slow glide of his tongue up her slit until he stopped a whisper away from her clit. She waited, tense, trying to prepare herself. But instead of moving forward, he sank lower and continued the teasing licks. He drew his 13

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tongue through her folds, tasting every inch of flesh, pushing into her sex. More liquid poured from her pussy, but she couldn’t feel any embarrassment. There was only pleasure.

He moaned as he tasted her. His obvious enjoyment let her relax and indulge in the wild sensations. She spread her legs and shimmied farther down, opening herself even more. Luc raised his head and looked at her. The hunger in his eyes startled her. Gold glittered around the edges of his pupils.

Luc licked his lips—looking very much like a wolf anticipating his prey. His mouth kicked up into a half smile that sent shivers through her body. She wasn’t frightened.

But that smile warned her that he was in charge. He lowered his head back between her bent thighs and began again his slow banquet.

Thoughts bounced in and out of her head. Nothing settled. Heat flowed from his mouth through her body in delicious waves. She rolled her hips, silently begging for more. Finally, he swirled his tongue across her clit as if to soothe her. It only left her desperate for a harder touch.

“Luc!” Her plea became a command but Luc wouldn’t be rushed.

The long slow caresses continued mixed with shallow dips of his tongue into her sex and more quick licks around her clit. Caitlin held her breath, waiting for the next touch. She twisted, knowing that if she could only move, find the one touch, then she could come. His hands held her down. He pressed her thighs wider, spreading her open, spearing his tongue into her wet pussy.

Caitlin fought against his hold, but he was too strong.

“Please, Luc. I need more.” She whimpered as the pressure built. “I need to come.”

This cry seemed to reach him. He returned to her clit, sucking it lightly between his lips.

Caitlin clawed at the sheets as he brushed his tongue across the sensitive bud.

Her body froze for one second before sensation exploded. Bright shimmers spiraled from her core, racing out into her limbs.

Gasping for breath, she stared up at the ceiling, trying to capture the remaining pieces of her sanity. How had he done that? She’d had orgasms before, but nothing like that. Her body felt used and electrified. As if he alone had the power to give her pleasure.

She lost track of how long she lay there—knowing only that Luc continued to lick her, comforting strokes of his tongue. As her heartbeat began to slow, he rose.

He stood beside the bed, staring at her spread legs. The wild light of the wolf haunted his eyes. Moisture from her pussy lingered around his mouth. He licked his lips and stared into her eyes.