Her hips started pumping gently against his, and with each little movement her breath kicked up a little higher, and her orgasm came a little bit closer.
“No, dammit. This is wrong.” His hips pulled back and she wrapped her legs around him, prepared to pull him in if he tried to leave. He didn’t leave though. He retreated the barest of inches, then shoved back in her tight flesh. He shuddered again above her. Then his hand was in her hair, cupping her head close to him. “Baby this isn’t right.”
Cassie could only moan as he dragged his big cock out partway then pushed back in again. Her breathing grew ragged and her hips couldn’t stop trembling. Her pussy muscles were stretched tight and wide around him, gripping him so hard. This was what she’d always wanted—to feel this. To have this man inside her. Nothing else had ever felt so perfect.
“Please.” It was the only word she could say and even then it was a soft, broken whisper.
He let out a bestial growl that sent a hot shiver over her. Then something snapped inside him. His hands palmed her hip, squeezing her tight, and then he was sliding in and out of her.
Each thrust set her body moving up against the floor, rocking below him with the power of his movements. Each drag out of her had her tensing against him, prepared to stop him if he’d leave her. Fast. Hard.
He only moved faster and faster inside her, breathing loud and ragged against her ear. She shook her head side to side as intense pleasure built to a roaring crescendo inside her. She tightened her grip on his back so hard she must have drawn blood.
It wasn’t enough. She shook on the precipice of pleasure. She needed something more to toss her over into the abyss.
“Harder,” she said raggedly.
“Cassie.” He sounded just as ragged as she did, but he drew his cock out, then slammed back in hard. No longer was he gentle. He fucked her. Her newly used muscles cried out in pleasure, dousing his cock with a fresh wave of cream to let him slide even easier inside her. He was growling, his hand clenching and releasing against her as he worked himself in and out between her spread legs.
He hit her in just the perfect spot and sent her spiraling into a blinding orgasm that electrified her senses. She let out a long cry as her legs scrambled around his thighs and her hips shook against his. Her body acted on its own, holding him close as her pussy milked his tunneling cock.
He roared above her, pressed deep, and then she felt the hot splash of his seed filling her deep. It was hot and thick inside her.
It took long minutes before he finally pulled out of her and collapsed next to her. Cassie struggled between wide-eyed amazement and a huge grin. She’d just lost her virginity to the lykaen giant. It wasn’t how she envisioned it happening in the least, but it was perfect.
She cuddled into his arms but she didn’t relax until his big arm came to rest over her shoulders. For the first time in a long time, she felt really good.
He felt so right. He felt so perfect.
* * *
“We need to talk about this.”
Oh no. “No, I really don’t think that’s necessary. I mean unless you want to tell me it was good because I thought it was great.”
The serious note in his voice had her jerking away from him. He reached for her but she slapped his hands away and began yanking on her clothes.
The last thing she wanted to hear after the most intense orgasm of her life was how this was all a mistake. Blah, blah, blah.
“Cassie,” he said a warning in his voice.
“Fine,” she said throwing up her hands, “talk but the second I hear the words, in any way shape or form, that ‘this was a mistake’—I’m out of here.” She snapped her fingers together. “That fast and I’m not coming back.”
Engulfing fear filled her throat, created a dead space in her stomach that felt like a bowling ball. God she was stupid. She just opened herself up for him to kick her out so easily. She waited to hear the words. It was for the best really. She had to leave anyways, and soon, very soon. Daniel was coming; he would find her.
The damn giant didn’t even have the decency to put his clothes back on. He just sat there looking like some...sexy lykaen man just to tease her. Whatever. She turned to stare at the fire.
“You’re in trouble, Cassie.” She gulped. He knew. Somehow he’d figured it out. “I think you’ve known that we were coming to this from the moment we met.” Wait, what? He stood and started dragging his jeans back up those long, thick legs.
“You have my seed inside you right now. You know what that means. And I took your virginity.”
“Yeah, so,” she grumbled, butterflies dancing in her stomach. She honestly hadn’t thought it’d be this awkward after sex.
“I do not take my responsibilities as a man lightly, Cassie. Nor do I regret what we did.”
Her eyes shot wide-eyed to his. He didn’t regret it? She wanted to dance around the room, jump up and down, do a fist pump or something, but she had to be mature so she nodded gravely instead.
“You don’t?” He shook his head with a sigh.
“I’ve had the thought more than once that our meeting was no coincidence. I came out here to journey. To find myself again and I found you. That isn’t something I can ignore.”
Cassie’s heart pounded fast in her chest.
“My beast likes you. I like you.” He said the words so flat and lifeless like they were just mere facts and he was reciting the weather forecast. And honestly that didn’t really bother her; it didn’t. She knew there was still work to be done with him, but this was progress. Except that she couldn’t be with him. Not when she already belonged to someone else.
She opened her mouth to tell him that to tell him the truth--but she couldn’t do it. She hung her head in her hands and wanted to sob. She’d helped him. Not by much, she was sure, but she’d actually helped the pained lykaen to move forward from the past. Even if it was only a few steps. But she was only setting him up to leave again in the future.
A million thoughts were ricocheting in her mind. She had no idea what to do. She couldn’t stay and endanger him. If she left, she might hurt him though. Or worse, he might come after her. The thought of doing that made her heart heavy.
The cot dipped down next to her. A big arm wrapped around her, pulled her down with him on the cot. She was forced to stay close to him so they could both fit on the little mattress.
“Don’t worry about it now. Go to sleep. We have a few more hours before daybreak.”
Surprisingly she found herself yawning and snuggling into his big chest.
She slept hard and for once Daniel wasn’t there. The thought sent a dark foreboding inside her.
Chapter 8
Three days passed and they were some of the best days of her life. She learned more about her lykaen. From his childhood to learning carpentry under a well-established woodworker in the city, to his family and the Kategan pack. He continued to press her about who had struck her, but who had her running in town and still she evaded the questions. Yet it was getting harder, and he was getting angrier.
In all those three days he never touched her once. That wasn’t quite true, she amended. He’d touch her hand or shoulder and even once brushed the hair out of her face and she’d been sure he was going to kiss her. Would that technically only be their second kiss? Did the dream one count? He didn’t kiss her though. He just looked at her like she was some kind of puzzle he wanted to figure out.