Phantom Warriors: Linx (7 page)

Tabby ran her fingers
through her hair and let the long locks fall to her waist. She couldn’t believe
that she was doing this, but somehow was unable to stop. It was as if something
inside of her had been unleashed. A wild side she refused to admit even existed
within her. Now that it was loose, there was no stopping it. No stopping her.

She slowly began to
unbutton her shirt, turning her back to Linx, so she could look at him over her
shoulder. His eyes practically glowed red under the emergency lighting. He sat
poker straight on the chair, his attention locked on her ass as she swayed from
side to side, twirling her hat on her finger.

She pulled her shirt
off one shoulder,
then
winked at him. Tabby wasn't
sure if it was the sexy music or the real her finally coming out to play.
Whatever the case, she now knew how Taylor felt, when she had a gorgeous man's
undivided attention. It was embarrassing to admit, but Tabby loved it.

She dropped the shirt
on the ground, unconcerned about her less than perfect figure for the first
time in her life. Instead of removing her bra, her fingers slithered down her
waist to the clasp on her pants. She flicked the button and wished that she'd
actually put on sexier underwear.

Like every other day,
she’d dressed for comfort, not appearance. Tabby faltered until she looked at
Linx. His breathing had deepened and he looked as if he were ready to jump
across the stage to get to her. She took a steadying breath and shimmied out of
her pants.

She twirled around the
pole in her white cotton briefs, allowing the music to take her away. She'd
never been more turned on in her life. Tabby allowed her body to slide down the
pole until she was on her knees, then she swayed, running her hands over her
bare skin. Her eyes flew open and locked with Linx's glittering gaze. She bit
her lip and slowly unhooked her bra, catching it before it fell.

He swallowed hard. His
eyes shimmered in the darkness.

The music spoke of love.
She glanced around the club one last time to ensure they were alone. Satisfied,
Tabby let go of her bra and prowled across the stage on her hands and knees.

* * * * *

Linx couldn't tear his
gaze away from her. It was more than obvious she'd never danced for anyone before.
The thought thrilled him more than it should. After tonight, Tabby would no longer
be able to deny the sensual nature she kept hidden from the world. It was now
on full display...for him.
And him only.
The idea
pleased Linx beyond measure.

Despite her blatant
inexperience, he'd never been more turned on in his life. He wanted this woman.
Wanted Tabby. And Linx was determined to have her.

She rolled her hips and
his cock leapt to attention. Linx wasn't sure how much longer he could stay in his
seat. The music thumped a sensual beat and she followed the rhythm. Linx knew
his eyes were glowing. He couldn't help it. Tabby reached behind her and
unhooked her bra, teasing him.

She had no idea what
she was playing with, but he did. She dropped the material revealing her small
breasts. Despite the fact they were nowhere near the size of the other women
he'd seen dance, his mouth went dry. His palms itched to touch her, cup her,
mold
her. Linx longed to pull Tabby onto his lap and take her
nipples into his mouth, sucking first one, then the other. He’d feast upon her
until he’d driven her as mad as she was driving him.

Linx crooked a finger
and beckoned her over. Tabby crawled toward him, exaggerating each step. His
cock felt like it was ready to explode in his pants. Linx had to touch her,
taste her--take her.

Tabby hesitated at the
edge of the stage as the music wound down. Linx reached for her before she
could change her mind and pulled her into his arms. His mouth crashed down upon
hers in a punishing kiss.

He'd never tasted
anything so sweet. She didn't immediately respond until his thumb brushed her nipple,
then Tabby moaned and plunged her fingers into his hair, yanking his head
closer.

Linx deepened the kiss,
his tongue exploring the seam of her lips. When she finally opened for him, he
dove inside. Heat swept through his body, making his already stiff shaft even
harder. He growled and tightened his grip on her hip.

Tabby wiggled around
until she straddled his thighs. She swayed her hips one last time before the
music died. Linx's growl turned to one of desperation. He pulled back from the
kiss so he could run his hands over her small breasts and cup them. Her nipples
perked to tight pointed peaks. He pinched and squeezed them until they flushed
rose, then urged her forward so he could take her into his mouth.

The second he sucked
her eager flesh between his
lips,
Linx knew he was in
trouble. She tasted like
home
. The
kind of home a cat like him would want to return to every night. This could not
be happening. Even as the thought crossed his mind, Linx knew he couldn’t stop.
He sighed and flicked his tongue over her nipple, feeling it quiver. He nibbled
on Tabby’s flesh until she threw her head back.

"I want you."
He rubbed his face back and forth between her breasts, leaving his scent all
over her.

* * * * *

Tabby gasped and
clutched his head. She was lost in a sea of sensation. She'd felt his hard
shaft, when he'd pulled her onto his lap. But the second he kissed her, she'd
lost all reason. The man could kiss. She'd give him that. She had never been
kissed with so much passion. He'd poured every ounce of his hunger and need
into that kiss and she'd felt it all the way to her toes. Even now her core
moistened and throbbed, demanding release.

She'd never wanted
anyone like she wanted Linx and it terrified her.

What in the world had
possessed her to dance for him?

It had seemed so
natural at the time. But there was nothing natural about the heat building
between them right now. He flicked his tongue. Her nipple beaded painfully. She
dug her fingers into his hair and pulled, but he didn't let go.

His hand slid down her
waist to her underwear. Linx knotted his fingers into the fabric and pulled.
Tabby's underwear ripped, then dropped onto his lap.

"Touch me,"
he growled.

It was a request and a
demand. One she could not ignore.

Were they really going
to do this? Even as she asked the question, Tabby's hands had already started
to move. They fluttered down the front of his shirt until they reached his
pants. He was so hard, she couldn't get the clasp to open,
so
she ran her hand over the outline of his shaft.

Linx hissed and his
gaze locked on hers. "Do it again."

She did and felt him
grow beneath her fingertips. Tabby bit her lip. "You're going to bust a
seam if I don't get these off you."

He swallowed hard and
seemed to force himself to release her so that he could help. With a quick
flick of his wrist, his pants sprang open and his cock surged forth. Moisture
pooled between Tabby's thighs. He was so big, so thick. She had to look again
just to be sure she hadn't imagined his size.
She hadn't.

One thick finger reached
between her legs and ran down the length of her moist seam. Tabby's hips jerked
as Linx skimmed her clit.

"Like that, do
you?" he asked.

All Tabby could do was
nod.

He pulled her close and
kissed her deep. At the same time, Linx plunged his finger into her drenched
channel. Tabby gasped against his lips as he added a second, then a third.

"You're so tight.
I don't want to hurt you," he whispered, before raining kisses over her
face and sucking on her earlobe.

Coming from any other
man, she'd have laughed, but Linx had something monstrous to brag about. He
sucked harder. Tabby's thighs trembled and she nearly collapsed onto his lap.
She was so close. If he kept working his fingers in and out of her like that,
she'd explode. "Linx, please."

She felt more than saw
his smile. "I love it when you beg me."

"Jerk," she
muttered,
then
yelped as he nipped her ear.

"You love
it." Linx choked as she grasped him and began working her hands up and
down his length. "Don't do that," he said.

"It's only
fair." She groaned as he plunged his fingers deep and rotated his hand
until his knuckle dug into her clit.

* * * * *

"I can't wait much
longer." Linx continued to play with her flooded channel. From this
position, he couldn't taste her and he desperately wanted to.

He thumbed the hidden
bundle of nerves guaranteed to send Earth women into ecstasy. Tabby's thighs
gave out, trapping his hand inside of her. He took advantage of the position,
feasting on her breasts while he continued to tease her clit. Her body trembled
and she released a keening cry that was pure music to his sensitive ears. She
shuddered in his arms and her skin flushed as her release swept through her
body.

Linx carefully pulled
his fingers out, then brought them to his mouth and licked each one. Her eyes
flared as she watched him and she flushed even deeper.

He'd never seen
anything so beautiful in his life. And she was all his. Tabby just didn't know
it yet. Linx continued to brush her clit until her trembling eased, then he
lifted her and grasped his cock.

She opened her mouth to
say something, but he covered her lips with a searing kiss and dropped her onto
his shaft. Tabby was so wet that she slid down the length of him. He could feel
her body stretch to accommodate his size.
So hot.
So perfect.
Mine. Linx arched his hips, sending his cock
even deeper.

Tabby gasped.

He rocked again.

She moaned. "Oh
god, you feel incredible. I--I..."

Linx thrust, finally
seating himself completely inside of her tight channel. If he'd had doubts
before that they’d be perfect together, they were gone now.

"Ride me."
His breath rushed from his chest as she rose up and dropped down on him.

Tabby rolled her hips.

Linx's jaw clenched as
her body clamped down around him. "I want you."

"You have
me." She ground her sex into his.

Linx shook his head.
"You don't understand."

"Too much
talk." Tabby bit his bottom lip. “More action.”

His eyes shot open and
he growled. Biting was an important part of Phantom mating, but there was no
way that Tabby could know that. “Why did you bite me?”

“I don’t know. Seemed
like the right thing to do.” She shrugged. “Didn’t you like it?”

“Oh, I liked it
alright. Too much.” Linx grabbed her hips. In less than a second, he flipped
her over the arm of the chair and was powering into her from behind. He draped
his hard body over hers and bit down on her shoulder.

Tabby cried out.
In shock?
In pain?
Linx didn’t
know. Didn’t care. He was too
far gone
. Whatever the
reason, it must’ve been fleeting, because she raised her butt higher to give
him better access to her entrance.

* * * * *

He was so big
,
his
body practically surrounded her
. Tabby had no idea how she'd ended up
beneath him, bent over the arm of the chair, but somehow he'd managed it. His
huge shaft continued to tunnel into her, digging deeper, driving her to new
heights.

Taylor
had always said there was sex, and there was ruin. As long as you stayed on the
sex side of the fence, you'd be okay. Tabby knew beyond a doubt that she'd
slipped from sex to ruin five minutes ago. No way would any guy be able to
match Linx. She was officially ruined for life.

He
thrust hard, rocking her forward with his powerful hips. His grunts turned
animalistic as he did his best to fuck her into oblivion. Linx licked and
kissed her neck where he'd bit her. It had only hurt for a minute. The burn
quickly turned to pleasure and seemed to tingle under his touch.

Tabby
felt her body begin to tighten. She'd already climaxed once. She recognized the
building throb between her thighs, though she couldn’t believe it was possible.

Linx
must have sensed the tension too because he increased his speed. Tabby's world
narrowed in the low lighting, then exploded in a wash of white as her second orgasm
struck. She bucked beneath him.

Tabby
moaned.

Linx
clamped his hands onto her hips. His nails bit into her skin as he slammed
forward, taking her breath away. He did it twice more, then stilled, buried to
the hilt inside of her. His bellow sounded more like a roar as his hips jerked
and warmth flooded her.

Tabby's
body shuddered as a third release took her.
This one smaller,
but no less powerful.
Not that she was complaining, but it was odd.
She'd never been this responsive. Ever.