Prince of Cats (22 page)

Neomee ached with the need for him.  She desperately wanted him inside of her.  She had never wanted anything more in her entire life, not even freedom.  The realization was shocking, but quickly discarded when he slid a finger into her.  She cried out the
n
and rubbed her breasts against his chest invitingly as she pulled his other hand to her mouth to suck one of his fingers.

A sound like a purr rumbled from his chest.  It was erotic and had cream seeping from Neomee’s sex.  She practically came from the penetration of his fingers and the sound alone. 

Bray eased his fingers from inside her and she could feel him position his erection at her entrance.  When he didn’t move to take her, Neomee arched and bucked her hips forcing his strain
ing
cock inside of her and forcing a ferocious sounding growl from Bray’s lips. 

Taking the invitation, Bray began to slowly work his hips back and forth.  Entering her slowly, inch b
y sinful inch, he
stopped when Neomee cried out and clawed at his shoulders.  She
felt herself blush when he rose above her, his cock still halfway inside her vagina.  His shocked eyes, nearly black with passion stared at her.

“You have never experienced sex?”

Unable to speak, she shook her head. 

Bray looked down their bodies where they were still connected.  He tried
to pull out of her, but Neomee
locked her ankles together behind his
warm
ass keeping him in place.

“Please Bray.  I ache for you.”

His eyes softened and he reached up to stroke her cheek.  “It will hurt.”

“I hurt without you.”

He watched her for long moments before bending over her and claiming her lips.  Two strong hands reached down to clamp on each of her slender hips.

Neomee wasn’t sure what he was doing when his hands tightened on each hip, but then he slowly withdrew his cock before giving her one quick deep thrust.  Her scream of pain was captured by his mouth
as his tongue assaulted her own
.  Tears flooded her eyes and a sob tore free.  She was grateful that he’d stopped moving.  Buried to the hilt inside her, he breathed heavily on top of her
before gentling his kiss and simply touching his lips to hers before looking at her
. 

“Give it a moment to pass.  Let your body adjust.”  He kissed each of her eyelids and lifted a hand to swipe the tear that seeped from her eye.  “It will be better my lily, I promise.”

Feeling like a child, she could only nod as she tried to
re
gain her composure.  She heard the other slave women speak of sex but they’d always only spoken of pleasure.  She had no idea her first experience would hurt this much.

After several moments Bray looked at her, “Ready?”

She was afraid but nodded anyway.

When Bray pulled back she was still sensitive, but felt nowhere near the pain she had when he’d shoved into her minutes before.  Slowly he began to work his hips, sawing back and forth. 

Neomee’s passion began to flare and she discovered that relaxing helped ease some of the discomfort.
  Bray slid a hand between the
ir bodies
and began rubbing circles over her clit.  Having never experienced anything like it, she cried out at the indescribable sensation.   Whatever he was doing to her felt like heaven and Neomee could feel something coiling deep inside her preparing to spring free. 

His lips found hers and when his tongue plunged inside she sucked on it wantonly.  Her hands slid down to his beefy ass and she spread her legs wider as his finger continued to rub her closer to ecstasy.

The sound of his hips slapping against hers and their mingled harsh breathing filled the room. 
Something was happening.  His rubbing was creating
a
firestorm of sensation that had Neomee bucking her hips in an attempt to drive him deeper and faster.  She could feel something close, so close to exploding inside her.  Bray rubbed faster and
his hips hammered into her.
Neomee mewled followed by a
scream when ribbons of ecstasy tore through her. 
She lost all thought and could only cling to Brays’ still thrusting body. 
Her pussy clenched
, fisting and
unfisting
in rapid succession causing
Bray
to
roar
loudly
as he spilled his seed deep inside her
.  She couldn’t control
her vaginal
spasms
that seemed determined to
milk every drop of
Bray’s
release
deep
into her thirsty womb.

After Bray’s body ceased convulsing and spurting aftershocks of semen into her, he rolled still buried deep inside her and pulled her so that she was sprawled on
top of him, her hips straddling his body as his cock continued to twitch stuffed
deep
inside her pussy.

As if suddenly realizing it, Neomee gasped, “Your back?”

When she tried to pull away, Bray held her tighter.  “I’m a Cat.  We heal quickly.”

When he refused to let her go,
Neomee sighed contentedly
and relaxed on top of him
. 
She wrapped
her arm
s
around her Prince as she snuggled closer to his warmth.
 
Mine!

“Mine,” he echoed
her thoughts aloud.

“What do we do now?” she asked breathlessly.

He
pulled her to the side
to smile at
her, “Wha
tever we want
.  
We are free.”
“Free?”  It was more than she ever dared to hope.  “Really and truly free?”

“Really and truly!  He pulled her tighter into him
and
nuzzle
d
her hair
breathing in the water lily scent of her
.  “We can go anywhere you like.  Ceptos, Aswan,
Giza!  Where would you like to go my Princess?”

Neomee felt like her heart would burst from all the joy and love she experienced at that moment and when she answered, she spoke truthfully.  “Anywhere, as long as it’s with you.”

E
xclusive Excerpt

Skin Walkers: King

by

Susan A. Bliler

Lilly eyed King over the legal brief she was supposed to be proof reading.  He was leaning casually against the wall just beside Monroe’s closed
office
door waiting for the CEO to finish the private call he’d opted to take in his office rather than use the phone on Lilly’s desk.  King was pre-occupied with the pistol sights on the firearm that he always kept strapped to his thigh.

Lilly gnawed on her bottom lip as she watched him use the hem of his black t-shirt to massage the weapon, her eyes were locked on the hard tan abs that were left exposed by his hiked up shirt. 
God, should I
be this envious of a pistol?

Her lips quirked in an appreciative smile and seconds befor
e King’s dark eyes shot to hers
she had her face shoved back into the brief as she twirled a pen in her fingers absentmindedly. 

Why is he always here?  It’s not like there’s a threat to Monroe while he’s in his office.
  King’s presence was distracting; therefore, annoying.  Why couldn’t she keep her damn eyes off him? 

Lilly dropped the brief she hadn’t even looked over as Monroe’s door opened and he strode out while King holstered his pistol and followed closely on his heels.

“Finished proofing the brief Ms. Worthington?”

Lilly snapped to her feet and caught pace with the CEO as he made a bee line for the door.

“It’s perfect.”  She didn’t need to proof read it for the umpteenth time.  She’d written it, she knew it was flawless, but Monroe was as meticulous as he was ruthless.  Lilly handed the brief to Monroe seconds before he exited the door. 

King followed him, none too quickly, stopping to wink at Lilly before he followed the CEO to the elevator that would take them up to the roof of the compound, where Lilly had ensured his helicopter was awaiting him.

Lilly sighed heavily as she stared down at her desk.  Her small hands went to her hips as she shook her head dejectedly.  She hated it when Monroe was in the office.  Even after five years as a paralegal for the CEO of StoneCrow Industries she still despised his brash mannerisms and outright rude treatment.  But at the end of the day, Monroe paid her well and after accruing a thirty-thousand dollar student loan debt, she couldn’t afford to walk away from the job. 

Lilly bent over her desk, trying to open her drawer from the far side to retrieve a file she needed to place back in Monroe’s office.  She nearly had the file pulled from the too full desk drawer when she stilled.  A shiver raced down her spine, she knew she wasn’t alone.  She didn’t get up from her un-lady like sprawl across the desk, instead she snapped her head around to catch King eyeing her ass.

“Shit,” she muttered as she righted herself, pulling down the hem of her black satin skirt that had hiked too high.  “What do you need King?”  She felt heat stain her cheeks.

King was stopped at the door, his hands half raised as if he’d been in the process of lifting them to remove his dark sunglasses before he’d stopped dead in his tracks at the sight that met them.  His hands lifted slowly to his glasses as he pulled them to reveal darkened, lust filled eyes.  His lips slowly curved in appreciation.  “Are you willing to give me what I need?”

The innuendo wasn’t lost on her, but she opted to ignore it.  “You could’ve called down.  I would have brought up whatever it is Mr. StoneCrow needs.”  The words were a little too sharp and had King’s grin widening.

He took a step closer.  “Afraid to be alone with me?”

“No.” Lilly snapped, wincing at the shrillness of her tone as she reached up to tuck a lose strand of soft blonde hair behind her ear before she turned and strode into Monroe’s office.  “W-what is it he needs?”

King smiled, “He needs the quarterly statement from his desk.”

Lilly turned quickly toward Monroe’s office.  “Wait here, I’ll grab the document.”

Lilly was hunched over Monroe’s desk, dragging in steadying breaths in an attempt to calm herself when she heard the door to Monroe’s office close.  She spun to find King leaning against the closed door.  She’d always thought Monroe’s office was large until now.  She hadn’t flipped on the lights when she’d entered.  Enough light filtered through the closed blinds over the large window behind the des
k to suffice, but now she
was kicking herself.  The space felt intimate, and the way King was staring at her left her hands shaking. 

She tried to ignore the fact that as his eyes slid down her frame then back up, the smile that had curved his lips seconds before slowly vanished. 
Shit!
 

About the Author

I’m a Paralegal by profession and a volunteer Guardian Ad
Litem
in my spare time.
  When not working or volunteering I’m writing.

One of six children, people always seem
to be
fascinated by the fact that I have a twin.  She and I work for the same agency, in the same office, and are inseparable…my poor husband!  I’m married and have a step-son
who adores my sister
.  We also have
two dogs, one black lab and one yellow
(
Zena
and Jimm
y
)  I did NOT name the dogs
.

I’m a huge fan of
MMA
, boxing, hockey, 30 Seconds to Mars, and the Killers.
  I also love to read because it encourages me to write.  ( I always hate it when authors add that they love coffee and chocolate.  Really?!  Who doesn’t love
coffee and chocolate.)  Anyway, I love beer…
k
idding.  I don’t love beer, but we are engaged in a very serious relationship.
  (Mom, please don’t call me when you read this.)