Feral Cravings (4 page)

“I want this to last, Alice. I want you to ride me slow and easy, because if I take control, I won’t be able to hold off.
Can you do that for me, baby?”

I moaned “Yes” and closed my eyes as my hips picked up their speed, my soaked pussy rubbing erotically along his rock-hard cock. He kissed my neck, his tongue moving up my flesh and leaving a trail of heat in its wake.

“Put me inside of you, baby, nice and easy. I want to feel every ripple of your pussy walls as you engulf me.”

I moaned, his words driving me insane with desire. I moved my hand between our bodies and gripped his huge cock. He groaned as soon as my hand wrapped around his hot flesh, his erection like satin-covered steel. I moved my hand up and down its length, running my thumb over the thick crown, feeling every vein and ridge that made up his shaft. I brought the head to my entrance, my juices siding out of me and dripping onto him. He growled again, his hands tightly gripping my hips as he pushed slightly up. I nipped at his chin, raising up slightly and reminding him that I was in control. I slowly brought myself down on him, the tip of his erection stretching me wide and causing a delicious burn. I sank down another inch, throwing my head back as pleasure coursed through me with each inch of him I took. His hands massaged my breasts, his fingers pulling at my engorged nipples. I sank the rest of the way down until our pelvises touched and we both moaned in ecstasy. I didn’t move as my body adjusted to his size, feeling stuffed in the most erotic way.

“You feel so fucking
good
, Alice—so tight and hot, it’s driving me crazy.”

His words were erotic as hell, making me lift my hips and bring them back down. Soon, I was moving quickly, my climax so close I could taste it. Sweat coated our bodies and the sound of our wet sexes slapping together bounced off the walls. He gave me encouragement, telling me how beautiful I was, how good I felt, which made me wilder, made me ride him harder and faster until we were both panting. My climax was so close, I moved faster, harder. I slammed my pussy down on him until my orgasm peaked and washed through me. I arched my back and gripped his thighs, screaming as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had crashed through me. He groaned loudly below me, his hands gripping my waist as his hips pushed upward, over and over again until I felt the first hard jet of his orgasm coat my womb. His climax lasted long, dragging mine out until finally I collapsed on top of him. We were both breathing hard, his hands sliding along my back, until I finally drifted off to sleep in his arms.

Chapter Five

I slowly opened my eyes, the sun peeking through a crack in the drapes and shining right in my face. I turned on my back and stretched my body, sore in the most intimate places. A huge smile spread over my face. I rolled to my side, disappointed that Killian wasn’t lying next to me. I ran my hand over the cold sheets, the evidence clear that he hadn’t slept next to me for a while. I sat up and heard my phone ring from the other room. I slipped out of the bed and padded nude into the living room, where I found my clothes neatly folded on the couch, along with my coat and purse. I quickly slipped my clothing on, flipping my phone open and knowing it was Halle before I heard her muffled voice.

I stepped out of Killian’s room, looking over my shoulder. The room was neat and tidy with no evidence of what we had done. I shut the door and made my way down the hallway, keeping the key in my hand and reminding myself I needed to return it to the front desk. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t pissed over the fact that he had just left me in his room. I know I shouldn’t be
,
knew this was just a one-night stand, but I still couldn’t help remembering the connection I had felt with him, and how it had seemed like more than a one-night stand to me. I should have listened to Halle, although I didn’t regret my pleasure-filled night with Killian; I regretted that I let myself feel something for him.
 
When he said he felt a connection, I knew I too felt that same connection, that same magnetism towards him.

I was supposed to meet Halle in the main lobby, and I was thankful to be able to change and primp before the party tonight, which I fully intended to attend. I wasn’t going to let Killian ruin my weekend, and I had every intention of proving that.

Halle
and I stepped into the main lobby of Wolf Lodge, loud music blasting through the room as beautiful people walked around with alcohol-filled glasses in their hands. We gave our coats and purses to the coat check and headed into the ballroom. I was glad I decided to bring one of my more dressy gowns—a deep red satin empire waist gown that fell to my toes in soft waves. My shoes were the same red colour, strappy and tall, with Swarovski crystal accents on the straps—one of my more expensive splurges. I felt elegant and beautiful, like one of the people that walked by me. A man approached us with a big smile and a stack of name tags in his hand.

“Evening, ladies.
If you wouldn’t mind, Mr. St. James would like everyone to wear a name tag so no one’s a stranger.”

We gave him our names and pressed the name tags to our dresses. It didn’t match my ensemble, but everyone was wearing one, so I didn’t worry about it.

The lights were low as we entered the ballroom. Candles decorated the tables again, and the wall sconces were on low, making the atmosphere dreamy. The dance floor was in the centre of the room, tables circling it, which at the moment happened to be the main attraction. Bodies ground together, a sight I wouldn’t have expected to see from people who appeared so prim and proper. “I’m going to get us some drinks, go find us a table.” Halle nodded as I made my way towards the bar. I ordered two martinis, one in each hand as I turned and scanned the room for Halle.

I looked up for the first time and saw a night scene, thousands of tiny lighted stars covering the ceiling, making it seem as if we were under the evening sky. I scanned the room again, almost dropping the glasses as my eyes stopped on the man I had desired all day. I hadn’t been able to get him out of my head since leaving the lodge, and my body refused to extinguish the burn of arousal that clung to me from last night. He was seated at one of the tables, each chair around him taken by a woman more beautiful than the next. He looked the same, but even from this distance I could sense something different about him. He made sure to touch every woman, his body leaning into theirs as he whispered things into their ears. I wasn’t going to lie, it made me jealous. I straightened my shoulders and finished scanning the room for Halle, spotting her at a table right next to his. I groaned, determined to make my outer appearance calm and collected, not at all affected by seeing him after he ditched me at his room. I had no right to care, anyway—it was a one-night stand. My anger returned ten-fold, my eyes narrowing at him as I moved towards Halle and sat next to her.

From where I sat, I could see him clearly, and that just pissed me off even more. I drank my martini, surprised when I swallowed its contents in a matter of seconds.

“Whoa, slow down, the night’s still young.”

I glared at Halle, my face softening as I shook my head. I didn’t know what my problem was, but just knowing all those other women were all over him had my hackles rising in female jealousy. It was insane, but the truth was I really had felt
something
for Killian; an energy that passed between us had left me breathless.

“I’ll go get us a couple more drinks.”

I watched Halle get up and leave, my eyes going back to Killian and was surprised when I saw him staring at me, his brows knitted in confusion.
So what, he thought I wasn’t going to come?
Hardly.
I made sure my smile didn’t show any of my unease as his eyes scanned my body—well, as much as he could see, given the fact I
was sitting. And even though women’s hands were disappearing beneath his tux jacket, and they were rubbing themselves on him, his eyes never left mine. And like the fool I am, I got lost in those dark depths, my body a traitor as it heated and became wet. He closed his eyes and inhaled. It was the strangest thing to see, but it did something to me, made me hotter. His eyes slowly opened, his primal look had a shiver racing down my spine. He stood, brushing the other women off, and walked towards me. My heart pounded as he slid into the seat next to me, pulling his chair so close, our knees touched. As I stared into his eyes, the colour no longer seemed blue but a deep green, and his whole aura screamed of something different. He looked like Killian—exactly—but he seemed so different, more wild and reckless.

“Hi.”

His word flittered through me, the gasoline starting that slow burn I had been fighting all day. “Hi. I didn’t know where you went this morning. Why didn’t you stay, or at least leave a note?” His hand moved to my knee, slowly moving up until it rested on my thigh, under my dress, and burned straight through my skin.

“I didn’t go anywhere. I’m right here,
baby
.” He leaned in close and I felt his hand run over my hair, heard his inhale as he brought a lock of it to his nose. “I’ve never smelled anything as good as you, you’re positively mouth-watering.”

I sucked in a breath when I felt his hot, moist tongue slide up the side of my neck, his teeth nipping gently at the area right below my ear. I didn’t care that there were people all around us, no doubt seeing everything he was doing. This small act of exhibitionism had my clit throbbing with demand. My body was so wet and ready for him that all I wanted to do was go up to his room. I stayed strong, though, determined not to let him see how he affected me, even though I was doing a pretty shitty job at that. As much as I wanted to hate him for abandoning me without a single word, to be angry for the desire and lust he started in me, I was helpless against his powerful presence and his pure male sexuality. A slow song started and I turned my head, spotting Halle at the bar, her full attention on Troy. I guess that explained why she hadn’t returned yet.

“Will you dance with me, Alice?”

I looked back at him, staring at his outstretched hand. I didn’t hesitate, just slid my hand into his as we rose and moved onto the dance floor. His hand slid to my lower back, pulling me close so I could feel his monster erection press against my belly. His other hand snaked up my back until it was buried in my hair, both of our bodies moving sensuously to the music. His head dipped by my ear, his hot breath caressing my skin. I closed my eyes.

“I want you, Alice, so badly. I can smell how much you want me—all you have to do is say the words and we can be in my suite.”

I turned my head, his voice making my brain short-circuit as I stared at his full lips and moved to his eyes—eyes that were definitely green and not blue like last night. I didn’t think much of it, though; the lights were low, and maybe he wore contacts. His face moved in closer, his lips a breath away. Our eyes were locked as he closed that last space between our mouths and brought his lips to mine. The kiss was slow, no tongue coming into play, but so hot it had me panting.

He pulled away and trailed his finger down my cheek. “You’re so beautiful.”

He had said something similar last night and the words caused my chest to ache. I didn’t believe at love at first sight, but there was definitely something going on between us on a whole different level.

“Do you want me as much as I want you, Alice?”

His lips trailed along my neck again and I gripped his arms as I shivered from the sensation. I did want him desperately, a feeling that pissed me off, but that I was helpless to control. What was the harm, anyway? Isn’t this what I wanted, a weekend that was wild and uninhibited—a weekend that left me breathless and had all my thoughts escaping me? I nodded, my breath coming in shallow pants.

“That’s good, really good,
baby
.”

The song merged into a faster one, but we still clung to each other, our bodies moving to a slow song that was no longer playing.

“We’ll finish this later, Alice.”

There was an unspoken promise in his words that made a fresh stream of moisture pool between my legs. He kissed my lips gently before pulling away and walking back to his table. I stood there as people danced all around me, staring at the floor as my body pulsated with lust.

Chapter Six

“Will you be mad if I don’t go back to the house with you tonight?”

I stood by the bar as Halle asked me then took a sip of her drink, her eyes watching me over the rim of her glass. I noticed her eyes kept jumping behind me and I turned to see Troy standing a few feet away, her coat in his hand and excitement clear on his face. I looked back at her, not bothering to hide the smile on my lips, “As long as you don’t care if I don’t go back to the house tonight—well, again.” She raised a brow at me, and then outright laughed.

“Killian, right?
I saw the way you two were dancing; I was going to tell you to get a room.”

I laughed at her statement, agreeing that he was getting a little hot on the dance floor, “Is it serious with you two?” I tilted my head back towards Troy, her eyes going behind me as a look of longing crossed her face.
Oh yes, definitely serious
. I didn’t wait for her to answer me because her expressions spoke a thousand words.
“So, how long?”

“A few months, but tonight is the first night we’re, well, you know.”