InsatiableNeed (8 page)

Chapter Eight

Hours could have passed. Days, weeks, months, and Zeth
didn’t care. He didn’t care about the paperwork awaiting him on his desk, the
pile of cases still demanding attention, or the phone calls he was certain he’d
missed. Zeth didn’t care—didn’t give a righteous shit—for Raegan had given him
something singular, something strong and important, even if she didn’t realize
the implications. Spoken once, her acceptance of his claim could be construed
as the heat of the moment…but nothing had provoked her to do it again.

She was his, and it didn’t even scare him. A world of possibilities
had opened before him—a future he hadn’t even realized he wanted, and a life to
spend getting to know the vibrant, beautiful woman who was currently trapped
beneath him. But until then, they had the present. It was hard to focus on
anything more than hope and excitement when his brain was close to
short-circuiting with pleasure. Just when he thought Jezebel’s spell might be
running out of batteries, he’d feel the need to pounce on her again, flip her
under him, set her astride his lap, or enter her from behind. It didn’t matter
how long they remained entwined. Not now. Not when he knew something awaited
him outside the room.

Until then, his body buzzed with need, a never-ending thirst
too large to be quenched, and Raegan provided. Over and over and over again.

At the present, they were on their sides. Zeth had Raegan
pulled against him, her back flat against his chest. He peppered kisses down
her neck, doing his best not to growl every time his lips grazed the possession
mark.

“Zeth…”

He wasn’t one for feline responses, but he couldn’t keep
himself from purring at the way she made love to his name. “What can I do for
you, baby?”

Raegan ran her hand down his arm until her fingers were
laced through his. “More,” she whispered, her eyes fluttering shut as he angled
his thrusts to strike deeper within her. “Oh… Yes. Like that.”

“Like what? This?” He dropped his mouth to her shoulder,
tightening his grip around her middle and pulling her back flush against his
chest. “Your skin tastes so sweet.”

“Uhhh… Zeth, more.”

He grinned against her shoulder. “You’re close again, aren’t
you? How many times is that, now?”

“I…”

“I wish I could see your eyes,” he murmured. “I love
watching your eyes while you come.”

She trembled, squeezing his hand. “I…love…wha…you too.”

Zeth froze in astonishment, his harsh breaths crashing
against her. “What?” he demanded, his mouth at her ear. “What did you—”

“Watching,” she managed to say. The significance of her near
confession rolled off her, seemingly unnoticed. “Watching you…your…your eyes.
You… Zeth, please!”

“What?” he demanded, belatedly realizing he’d stopped
moving. “Oh. Right.”

Raegan whimpered and clenched her muscles around him. “Touch
me,” she begged. “I need… Oh, please—”

Zeth tightened his arm around her middle. “Where do you need
me?” he asked, resuming a steady rhythm. “Your clit? You need me to rub you
there, baby?”

She choked a pleasured sob and nodded furiously. “Yes,” she
gasped. “Yes. Please!”

Zeth hissed and slipped his hand from hers to trail down her
sweat-soaked body. Her pussy tightened around his cock, her ass thrusting back
against him and her thighs stretching farther apart as his fingers slid over
her slippery flesh. He massaged her softly, his thumb and index finger
capturing her clit and stroking her into a heated frenzy.

“Oh
God
!”

“There’s my girl,” Zeth murmured, his thrusts becoming hard
and fast in a matter of seconds. He peppered her skin with kisses, rumbling
sharp, hoarse grunts as the mattress vibrated and his balls slapped noisily
against her wet flesh. “Fuck, you’re so gorgeous. You feel so good.”

“Zeth!”

“Scream it,” he snarled. “Scream it. Scream for the whole
church to hear. I wanna hear you scream my name like you mean it.” Then,
growling softly, he sank his teeth into her shoulder.

Raegan exploded in his arms, his name roaring through her
throat in a tremulous, symphonic release. Stars veiled over her again, and for
an eternity, the world blinked into blackness.

Zeth nuzzled her back. “You still with me?” he asked,
stroking her stomach lazily. “Not getting tired, are you?”

She shook a bit with what he suspected was laughter. “Tired?
What’s tired? I don’t think Jezebel knows the meaning of the word.”

“That doesn’t mean
you
don’t.”

“No, but my body doesn’t really care at the moment about
things like sleep or sore thighs or anything not related to being thoroughly
sexed up.”

Zeth smiled. “I like sexing you up.”

“Oh really?” she teased. “Couldn’t tell.” She twisted in his
arms. “It’s strange, the spell. I thought it’d be like a foreign presence or something,
you know? Like being taken over and forced to…do stuff. But it feels…natural.”

“You were forced to do stuff earlier.” An earlier Zeth
didn’t want to consider, but there was no sense not being honest with her. The
first bit of being trapped with her here had felt like a nightmare—having
something he wanted but second guessing every moment while regretting most.

He wanted to say he was sorry, because he was, but at the
same time he didn’t like the idea of taking ownership for something he hadn’t
caused. The things he’d said could be used against him, sure, fighting fire
with anything but fire simply wasn’t in his wiring. They’d come together with a
fury and ended up…however this was. The cool, calm comfort of being one with
her.

“Yeah,” Raegan agreed at last. “So were you.”

“Real pity, that.”

“Things are different now. And even then…my mind resisted,
but it didn’t feel like I thought O’Brien’s spell would feel.” A brief silence
settled between them before Raegan swung her leg over his hip and slid a hand
between them to seize his persistent erection. “And get that thing back inside
me.”

Zeth arched a brow. “That thing?” he echoed.

“Yes. That very big, very…” She threw her head back and
whimpered when his cock slipped into her pussy again. “Oh. That’s better.”

He grinned. “I’ll say,” he purred, rubbing soothing circles
into her hip. “My warm, sweet girl.”

“How long?”

“Forever, if I get my say.”

Raegan kissed him, whimpering into his mouth. “I meant…” She
gasped when their lips parted, when his cock pistoned deeper inside her body.
“How long…do you think…the spell?”

“How long will the spell keep us fucking nonstop?”

She nodded.

Zeth pretended to mull it over, then blinked and shrugged.
“Hell if I know or care. Now…to much more important matters…” He pulled back
until only the head of his cock remained wrapped around her slick flesh. “Do
you wanna be on top or on bottom? Or do you wanna try something new?”

“We…need…to talk…”

He frowned. True it might be, but it was the last thing he
wanted to do at the present.

“About…spell,” she concluded.

“Best spell in the fucking world.” Zeth rolled onto his back
and drove himself deep within her once more. “Throw your leg over my waist,
baby. Ohh yeah. Just like that.”

Raegan pressed her hands to his chest. “Wait. Wait.”

“Don’t wanna talk,” he replied peevishly, slipping his thumb
over her clit.

Raegan worried a lip between her teeth and shook her head.
“Zeth…what happens next?”

“You scream my name while drenching my cock.”

“I…I meant after that.”

“Rinse and repeat.”

“Zeth—”

“Raegan, please.” He gasped and thrust upward sharply. “Need
to come.”

She quirked a brow and clenched her vaginal muscles around
him, a purely feminine smile on her face. “Again? That’s how many times
tonight?”

“Not enough.” He offered a petulant whimper and wiggled his
hips. “Raegan…”

“You’re not gonna talk, are you?”

Zeth pinched her clit and smacked his lips together. “Do you
really wanna talk?”

She seemed conflicted at that, falling quiet for a long
moment. Then, with a deep breath, she lifted herself off his erection and
winced at the wet suctioning sound that filled the air when he left her body.
“Okay,” she replied, her voice unsteady. “Then I’ll try another way.”

Zeth moaned and tried to grab her. “Raegan, please.”

“Nope. You were being Mr. Stubborn.”

“You coming up here, then?” He licked his lips and flashed
her a grin. “Want me to tongue you ’til you can’t walk?”

Raegan snorted ineloquently. “I’m not sure if I can walk
now
,”
she replied, sliding down his body. “Walking isn’t exactly something we’ve
tried.”

A very still beat settled through the room. Zeth sat up with
a start and propped himself up on his elbows. “Are you?” he breathed. “Raegan,
are you…”

She flashed him a grin he knew she’d gotten from him. “Gonna
try again?” she replied, her fingers wrapping around his cock. She waited until
his panting escalated to a point that would be hyperventilation on a normal
guy, then dipped her mouth to caress his silky head with her lips. “I might be
moved to.”

His blood burned. “Raegan—”

“I wonder if this is the way we were supposed to kill each
other,” she mused thoughtfully, pressing a series of wet kisses along the
underside of his cock. “We hated each other just a little while ago, you know.”

Zeth blinked rapidly. “You don’t hate me anymore?”

“No, I’m down here kissing your penis because I can’t stand
you.”

He barked a laugh. “You’re something else, Raegan.”

“I keep telling people that, and they don’t seem to get it.”

“Or you just don’t listen when people agree with you.”

She giggled, but it sounded forced and fake. Yet before he
could expand upon the thought, she drew his cock entirely into her mouth and
sucked hard, resting her left hand on his inner thigh, her other hand cupping
his balls.

“Oh fuck,” he rumbled. “God, your mouth is so perfect. So hot.”
He sighed his pleasure, his fingers massaging her scalp. “Raegan… I… If this
was the…way…we were supposed to…kill each other…I wouldn’t want it…any
other…way.”

She slid her mouth up until her lips kissed just the tip of
his cock. “Me either,” she whispered. “But I don’t want to kill you anymore.”

“No?”

“Nope. Found other things to do with you.” She ran her
tongue up and down his cock, her hand massaging his sac. “Things that are much
more fun than bloodshed.”

“Like what?”

“I like playing with your bits… Not so bitty and a lot more
with the big.” Her teeth scaled his velvety head. “And the hard.”

Zeth’s grip on her hair tightened. “I don’t know what we
have,” he swore, pulling her head back so that her gaze found his again. “But I
know what I want it to be, Raegan. More than anything I’ve ever had. Anything
I’ve ever touched. I know what I want.”

“Zeth—”

“I know what I want. Right here. With you.”

She looked close to tears. “Zeth, don’t—”

“I love you.”

Zeth’s heart leapt in his throat in shock, and he couldn’t
say he blamed it. Hell, he hadn’t thought before he spoke, hadn’t realized what
he was thinking or feeling or anything of the sort. Yet even as an instinctive
rush of panic seized his spine, he felt a wave of calm wash over his weary
bones, cushioned by a sort of relieved elation.

He loved her. Of course he loved her. Perhaps he had since
the beginning. Why else would he have claimed her? The inner wolf had known
Raegan was the woman he wanted, and the animal had no problem seizing what the
man couldn’t understand.

All his faculties were on the same page now. He knew what he
felt. Nothing else mattered.

So he said it again. He’d scream it if she wanted.

And he’d wait with bated breath on the hope she could love
him back.

The world froze. Her heart thundered. Her blood ran hot and
cold at the same time. Her head felt both light and heavy. And in a blink,
everything changed. Everything changed in a way it couldn’t have changed
before. Everything changed in a way that tenderness and soft touches couldn’t
achieve. Words changed things, and these words meant the world.

I love you.

Raegan fought back tears. “Zeth—”

He reached for her. “Come up here,” he implored softly.
“Need to be inside you.”

“Zeth, I—”

He shook his head and offered a gentle smile. “Don’t need to
say anything,” he said. “It’s okay. I know you can’t say it. I’m not expecting
anything from you. I just wanted you to know that I
do
know what I have.
What you’ve given me in here is more than I’ve
ever
had.”

He loves me.

Somehow, impossibly, it didn’t surprise her. Raegan trembled
hard, prowling up his body, every nerve burning with need. And he loved her.
When she’d initially jumped his bones, he’d seemed irritated enough to rip her
throat out. He’d objected the second the spell made with the whammy, just as
she had. He’d been nasty and crude, and he’d said some unflattering things.

But he loved her. And that was the way it stood between
them. They argued and they fucked and somehow, they loved.

Only with Zeth, she thought they actually had a chance of
being friends as well.

“Zeth,” she whispered against his mouth, sinking onto his
cock with a blissful moan. “Zeth…”

“Don’t say anything.” He took her face in his hands and
kissed her. And the world that had frozen around her melted away. His kisses could
make the stars fall down and weep. He explored her mouth thoroughly, nibbling
on her lips, stroking her tongue with his as he undulated beneath her. As his
hands mapped her body. He touched her everywhere. He cupped the soft weight of
her breasts and rolled her nipples between his fingers. He ran his hands up and
down her arms before sliding one between their thrusting bodies to rub her
clit. Finally he broke his mouth away from hers and buried his face in her
throat. “Don’t say anything.”