Wanton (3 page)

“Faster, Daniel.” She clenched her cunt around his cock every time he pulled out of her, stroking him as he stroked her.

A laugh tripped over a groan, but he did exactly as she demanded. His thrusts picked up speed and force, and his chest heaved with each harsh breath. “Anything for you. Everything for you. My mate.”

She raked her claws down his back, digging them deep enough to leave marks. His breath hissed out, but the scent of his arousal increased. He slammed inside her, his pace brutal and unforgiving. Almost rough. Just the way she liked it, the way Shane had never given it to her.

The Lynx inside her threatened to take control, a feline scream ripping from her throat. Daniel’s roar echoed her own as their gazes clashed. A flush of lust ran under his tanned skin, the flesh pulling tight across his sharp cheekbones. He looked savage, wild, and it called to the cat within her. Yes. Woman and Lynx both craved Daniel’s possession.

Gooseflesh rippled down her limbs, and her nipples tightened as they moved against his chest with each thrust of his long, hard cock. Heat raged within her, whipping into an inferno she couldn’t control. The world melted away until there was nothing but ecstasy and the pressure that coiled tight in her belly. “Daniel, I…
Daniel!
”

“Jenise,” he growled, his fangs gleaming white in the dappled moonlight. She grabbed handfuls of his hair, pulling his mouth up to kiss her. It was brutal, their mouths attacking each other. They sucked and licked and bit, the Lynx breaking free of fetters. The coppery taste of blood spilled over her tongue, but she didn’t know if it was his or hers, and she didn’t care.

His cock pumped into her, and orgasm built so fast she couldn’t have stopped it if she’d wanted to. Her body shook with the force of it, her muscles fisting around that plunging dick. It crashed into her, shattering her into a million pieces. Light burst behind her eyelids and she ripped her mouth from his to scream as the fiery power of it made her explode. Still he moved, dragging out every sensation until she sobbed in ecstasy. Her vaginal walls closed on his cock, milking his length as he came inside her. A groan rumbled up from deep within him, the noise drowned out by the soft sounds of the mountain night.

Her heart raced in her chest, and long, long minutes passed before its beating slowed and her breathing steadied. He nuzzled the crook of her neck and kissed her there softly. The scent of him filled her lungs, embedding in her psyche, and she knew she’d never forget it. That was how it was with mates. How it had been with Shane. She’d loved him so much…and if she let her instincts guide her, she would love Daniel just as much. All the pieces of her soul were falling into place so cleanly, so smoothly, that she couldn’t stop herself from giving voice to a fear that came from that deep, vulnerable place she always tried to hide.

“What if I lose you, too?”
What if you stifle me, too?
God help her. This wasn’t how a Lynx should greet a mate. But the woman had come too far, grown within herself too much, to give that independence up again so easily.

Guilt ripped through her once more, but for a different reason. Not all Lynx found a mate, and she’d been blessed with a second one. And she fought accepting him, accepting the inevitable…. A
mate.
Joy rocked through her as her instincts sang once more. But uncertainty followed on its heels. So many conflicting emotions, she didn’t know how to take it all in.

“Loss is part of life. You’ve lost a mate, so you know that, but I doubt that makes it easier.” His lips brushed her throat as he spoke, sending a frisson of heat over her skin. His tone was deep and soft with understanding. “We hold on as tight as we can for as long as we can. We laugh. We love. We accept that this might be the last time. We live. What else can we do?”

He cradled her in his arms, turned until his back was to the tree, and sank down. He settled her so she straddled his heavy thighs, and then leaned his shoulders against the tree trunk, shifting to get comfortable. He propped a hand behind his head, his dark gaze hooded as he looked at her. His cock rose to press insistently against her stomach. His free palm lifted to cup her breast, his thumb chafing the crest until it beaded tight. A little grin quirked the corner of his mouth. “You’re so beautiful. You took my breath away the moment I saw you and put a face to the mate I’d been tracking.”

“You knew?” She blinked at him, confusion rolling through her.

An ebony eyebrow rose and he tilted his head. “Yes.”

“Then why did you just watch me fuck those men?”

His hands bracketed her hips, lifting her until the head of his dick slid into her cunt. “You looked like you were having fun. Besides, I thought you should enjoy your last time with another Lynx.”

Bracing her hands on his shoulders, she took him deeper, and loved the sound of his groan when he was embedded to the hilt. She swallowed, trying to hold on to the thread of the conversation as passion threatened to rob her of coherency. “You weren’t jealous?”

“Then? No. I was enjoying the show. There’s nothing more beautiful than a woman at her most wanton.” A smile curled his lips, wildness that edged toward feral flashing in the midnight depths of his eyes. His tongue licked down an extended fang as that dark gaze slid over her nudity. “Now that I’ve had a taste? I’d kill any man who tried to touch you.”

She should have been terrified. It was something her last mate would have said. Instead, she could only imagine how she’d feel watching Daniel with another woman. An angry hiss vibrated in her chest, clawing for escape. She had to admire his restraint for not ripping her away from her lovers. It took a male who truly understood the feline needs of their kind. Shane hadn’t. Daniel did. Such different men.

But the cravings within her were much the same, luring her like a Lorelei.
Mate,
some voice whispered deep within her.
Mate.

She sipped kisses along his collarbone, and the muscles in her thighs tensed as she lifted and lowered herself on his cock.

His tongue trailed along the top of her shoulder, then he blew a stream of breath to cool the damp skin. Goose bumps rose again on her flesh and she shuddered, working her hips at a feverish speed.

“I need you forever. My mate.” And then his fangs sank into her shoulder, sucking at the bite mark until her mouth opened in a silent scream. She catapulted into orgasm, her body moving of its own accord to push her faster and further than she’d ever been before. Her throat burned with every sobbing breath and her pussy contracted around his cock over and over and over again until she thought it would never end. She never wanted it to end.

Forever. Need you. Forever. My mate.

Her instincts clamored an insistent agreement, her fangs extending as the urge to bite him, claim him, slammed into her. Her reflex was to suppress those needs, but she hesitated as realization slid through her. This. This was the last step in reclaiming her sense of self. Trusting her instincts. Trusting herself not to lose
Jenise
in a mingling of lives, of souls. It wasn’t about Daniel. It was about her. Could she drop the defenses she’d shored up for so long to please Shane…and then to protect herself
from
herself? Could she step outside those walls and embrace all that she was, all that she
could
be if she stopped fearing her own nature?

She wanted to so much, wanted to be whole, wanted to be free. Her past had shaped her, molded her into who she was now, but it was her own choices that dictated who she would become. And now she faced the most terrifying choice of all. Trust her instincts and embrace herself and her flaws, or run away again.

Her instincts said Daniel was her mate.

And she believed. A sob caught in her throat as an emotion so sweet it was painful sliced through her resistance. Acceptance. Peace. Joy.

Everything a woman should feel when she found a mate.

It was so good, so hot, so sweet, it brought tears to her eyes. She’d never thought she would have this again. She
was
whole without Daniel, but her life with him would be richer and deeper. He would never suppress her instincts. She sensed that the wildness within him matched her own.

His cock still nestled hot and hard in her pussy, and he made soothing noises as he rubbed her back. She loved the feel of his fingers on her flesh; the cat liked to be stroked. Shudders racked her body in the aftermath of orgasm, of his claiming. “Are you all right, Jenise?”

She nodded, resting her sweat-dampened forehead on his broad shoulder. Flicking her tongue out, she tasted him, the flavor filling her mouth. A low purr rumbled in his chest. His hands slipped down to cup her backside, his fingers curving until one of them circled her anus. Her breath seized in her lungs as the digit burrowed into her ass, stroking the head of his cock through the thin wall that separated the two. Desire rose faster than she would have dreamed, need making her squirm, making her move on his dick. Yes. This was exactly where she wanted to be. Every piece had fallen into place.

“Scream for me, Jenise.” He added another finger to pump into her ass in time with his thrusts into her pussy. “Go wild for me.”

The last barrier around her soul gave way, that last scrap of control she’d spent so many years building for Shane crumbling to nothingness. A fierce, feline scream ripped from her throat. She turned her head, sinking her fangs deep into Daniel’s flesh. He jerked against her, hammering into her cunt until she felt him freeze, until he jetted come deep inside her. Her claws dug into the flexing muscles of his shoulders. Orgasm flashed through her, making her implode as her tight sheath spasmed on his cock and fingers.

“Yes, Jenise!” He groaned, his free hand biting into her hip along with the pleasure-pain of his claws raking her flesh. “Mate. Mine.
Jenise.
”

“Mate,” she breathed. “My mate.” She arched into him, her head falling back. Closing her eyes to savor the moment, she felt a tear spill down her cheek. This was it. This was the connection she’d always craved. A mate who matched her on every level—human heart and feral soul. That acceptance was more than she had ever expected from her mate. It was everything she’d ever wanted, more than she could have imagined. With him, she could embrace each side of her nature, be who and what she truly was. With him.

This was Wild. And now, so was she.

She was whole. Herself. Wanton. Wild.

Marra’s body burned with desire. It was Wild time, the first week of spring, when Lynx from all over North America gathered in the Sierra Nevada foothills to mate. The time when every Lynx female went into heat.

But Wild is bittersweet for Marra. She’s past the age when most Lynx find their mate. She only comes to Wild for sex and always leaves as she came: alone.

Yet this year is different. A new male Lynx has come to Wild, a foreigner who will claim her in ways she only imagined…

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Wanton

Copyright © 2011 by Crystal Jordan

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