Captured (11 page)

Mari brushed her hands over Ekkatt’s erection, and he growled.
 
He lowered her into the pool. She stood, water up to her hips, steam rising around her body, waiting.
 
“Look at me, little human, and tell me if this is what you want.”
 
He removed his loose trousers and Mari did look.
 
She licked her lips.
 
Ekkatt was very much a man.
 
He stepped into the pool and lifted her chin so she could look into his eyes when she gave her answer.

“Yes, Ekkatt Vom Baerkah Elae, son of Baerkah, son of Elae, this is what I want.”
 
To make her point, she touched him.
 
He was no different than a human male.
 
A big human male, Mari thought.
 
The corner of her mouth turned up in a half-smile.
 

Ekkatt smiled back in his feral, cat-like way, the lids over his yellow eyes heavy.
 
“Turn,” Mari heard him say, his voice husky.
 
“The first day…the first day when I brought you to this place, I watched you bathe.
 
I liked the way you looked, the water lapping against your hips, the dragon mark moving with your skin as you washed.
 
Turn.”

Mari’s knees felt like butter left out in the sun when she heard his words, but she managed to turn around.
 
She glanced over her shoulder, and the fire she saw in Ekkatt’s eyes seared her to the core.
 
“Lift your hair,” he said.
 
Mari twined her hands in her hair and raised the long auburn curls to the top of her head.
 
Ekkatt’s fingers traced the dragon tattoo across her back, up to her neck, down to her buttocks.
 
He reached around her to caress the slope of her breast. His fingers stopped to toy with her nipple.
 
Mari let out a moan.
 
She felt his other hand wrap around her waist.
 

He pulled her hard against him as he thrust his big, hard, thick, hot length along the small of her back, just above her bottom.
 
Mari let out a gasp.
 
Would he take her from behind?
 
Oh God…she didn’t know if she could handle him in that position, at least, not the first time.
 
What if that was the position his people preferred?

She felt his mouth along the back of her neck.
 
He dragged his lips over the curve of her shoulder.

“Your fragrance…the fragrance of your skin…” he murmured against her, “It…it is very arousing.
 
It makes me hard as the stones on these mountains.
 
Mari…”

Ekkatt turned her to face him. Then, he lifted her out of the water, sat her on the ledge.
 
Their eyes met.
 
Mari saw pure, unadulterated lust in his.
 

“Spread your legs,” he growled.
 
Mari did as he ordered her, and he stepped between them.
 
“I don’t’ know if your people do this,” he murmured, “but I must taste you.”
 
He slid a finger between her legs, inside her.
 
“Here.”

A sob escaped Mari’s lips, and she nodded.
 
Ekkatt dropped to his knees in the pool, pressing a hand on the inside of each of her thighs, spreading her wider.

“You are beautiful here,” he said, “Pink and glistening.”
 
He ran his fingers through the folds of her sex.
 
“So soft, like the most precious saaruan.”
 
Ekkatt lowered his mouth to her.
 
His tongue slipped inside her, tasting her, and he hummed.
 

Oh.
 
My.
 
God
.
 
Ekkatt was humming with his tongue inside her.
 
Mari threw her head back whimpering into the wind.
 
She wrapped her hands in his long blue-black hair and held on as his tongue slid upward. He found her clit.
 
He circled the swollen bud, licking around her, over her, and then he nipped her.
 
Mari cried out with pleasure.
 

Ekkatt lifted his head.
 
“Have I hurt you, little human?
 
Do you wish me to stop?”

“Oh, God, no,” replied Mari, her voice hoarse. “Don’t stop unless you plan to fuck me…right…now.”

“Fuck you?”

“Yes.”

Ekkatt looked up at her with a wicked smile.
 
He rose to his feet, dragging a slick finger over her clit.
 
“I like that phrase,” he said.
 
“Say it again.”

“Fuck me.
 
Please.
 
Fuck.
 
Me.
 
Ekkatt.”

He leaned down and bit her nipple as Mari moaned.

“With pleasure, human.”
 
Ekkatt took one of Mari’s hands and wrapped it around the base of his cock.
 
“You control how I enter.
 
I will help you.”

Panting, wanting him buried deep inside, Mari ran the swollen head of his penis through her folds, spreading her moisture on him and
 
pressing him
 
against the opening to her body.
 
Mari wrapped her free arm around his shoulders and drew him closer.

“Please, Ekkatt,” she whimpered, “Just, just…oh my God,” she cried out as he plunged inside.

* * * *

Ekkatt let out a deep, visceral groan.
 
He had never experienced anything like this female.
 
Her body gripped him like a fist.
 
She was so tight and so hot.
 
He heard her cry out his name, and he swore in English.
 
He didn’t want to hurt her, but he couldn’t stop.
 
He buried himself to the hilt. The pleasure of her body around his was something he couldn’t have imagined in his wildest dreams.
 
He withdrew nearly all the way and thrust again and again and again as Mari clung to him with all her strength.

“Am I hurting you?” he managed to grit out in English.

Mari took his face in her hands.
 
“In a very, very good way,” she whispered, then she pulled his face to hers, laying her lips against his.
 
He didn’t know what she was doing, but he allowed it.
 
She nipped his lower lip with her teeth.
 
Without thinking, he opened his mouth.
 
Mari thrust her tongue inside in a blatant mimicry of his thrusts into her body.
 
An Earth custom, he thought, but then he didn’t care.
 
He threaded his hands in her hair and reacted, tangling his tongue with hers in the same rhythm as his hips.
 

He felt Mari’s breathing quicken along with his own as she neared her peak.
 
She tried to pull her mouth away, but he held her in place, thrusting both his tongue and his uus without mercy now, out of control.
 
Ekkatt felt her tremors begin, vibrating all along the sensitive skin of his shaft.
 
Just then, Mari tore her mouth from his and screamed.
 
Aroused beyond measure, Ekkatt gripped her hips and thrust deep.
 

“Mari…I…Mari…I am sorry…I cannot stop…when I…when I…” He growled like a wild animal as he bit down on her neck.
 

* * * *

Mari’s orgasm struck like a bomb blast and she reeled backwards, tearing her mouth from Ekkatt’s and screaming out loud.
 
He thrust deep,
 
spurting his hot seed inside her.
 
Mari heard him say something in his own language. His voice sounded harsh and his words guttural and impossible to understand, and then he bit her neck.
 
His teeth were surprisingly sharp.
 
A part of Mari’s brain knew she should be shocked and horrified or that she should shove him away, but her body didn’t care.
 
Ekkatt’s action propelled her into the strongest, sweetest, most earth-shattering orgasm she’d ever experienced.
 

With shaking hands, she clutched his head and held him as he sucked at the wound he had made.
 
His cock pulsed inside, while his body trembled.
 
After a few moments Ekkatt stilled. He pulled his mouth from the side of her neck and licked the wound with his tongue.
 
Finally he raised his head and looked into her eyes. His own were hooded, as if he was ashamed of what he’d done.
 
Mari saw her blood on his lips. She noted with astonishment that he had large canines.
 

“I have marked you, Mari.
 
I am sorry.
 
It is…”

“It is what you do when you make love,” Mari finished for him.

He leaned his forehead against hers.
 
“It is a holdover from the days when we were hunters.
 
We tore our prey apart with our teeth.
 
Now we do not eat flesh…except…except for this.
 
When we are aroused…I cannot control…I have hurt you.”
 
Ekkatt began to withdraw from her.

“No,” she said.
 
He stopped.
 
“Stay.
 
Just stay.
 
I’m not ready for you to leave me yet.”

“Mari…”

“No, Ekkatt.
 
I’m fine.
 
I’m…fine.
 
Don’t pull out.
 
Don’t.”

She lifted her head and made him look at her.
 
“I have never experienced anything like this…like you.”
 
She kissed him, tasting blood.
 
It did not repel her.
 
Ekkatt’s action did not repel her.
 
She ran her thumb over his bottom lip, touching his canines.
 
They were already beginning to retract.
 

“I have never…” Ekkatt began to speak, but he stopped.

“Never what?”

“The men who are mated have spoken of this.
 
They have said that when they reach their peak with the female, with their own female, they do this.
 
I have never before done this. I have always resisted.
 
I have never tasted the blood of a woman before.
 
Mari, you are sweet,” his smile was shy, “in both places I licked.”

Mari grinned at him.
 
“We have a saying on earth,
there’s a first time for everything
.
 
You did not hurt me.
 
You gave me…you gave me more pleasure than I ever dreamed a man could give a woman.”

Ekkatt grinned back at her. Studying his face, Mari realized he was a very handsome man, with high cheekbones, lovely slanted eyes, a Grecian nose, and his wide, sensuous mouth.
 
He did pull out of her then, and she groaned, closing her eyes.
 
Ekkatt stretched his arms around her and pressed her to his chest.
 
Boneless, Mari, leaned her head on his shoulder.

“I should carry you to bed, little human.
 
You are still recovering.
 
We can bathe later.”

“Ekkatt?”

“Yes?”

“When you put me to bed, can we do this again?”

Mari heard Ekkatt snort as his broad chest shook with laughter.
 
He swung her up in his arms so fast her head swam.
 

“Yes, little human, I would like nothing more than to do it again.”

Chapter 9

“You know my anatomy,” said Mari, toying with Ekkatt’s small brown nipple. “But, I don’t know the names of your…parts.”

She lay with her head nestled on his shoulder.
 

“Ah, my parts?
 
I have many parts.
 
Which parts are you most interested in?”