Poisonous Desires (19 page)

“I need you to fuck me now.” Her voice was raw with need.

He gave her
ass
a smack. “Answer me, how are you doing? Do you need me to take off or loosen anything? We’ve never used both sets of clamps at the same time.”

Nadia took in air and pushed it out of her mouth. “No, I’m good. The pressure is…oh my God,
Urban,
I need you inside me, now!”

Urban chuckled.
“Soon.
Bend over and hold your ankles. I’m going to use the butt plug. Don’t come, no matter what I do.”

He watched her carry out his orders. Urban reached down and squeezed his hardened cock. He was so hard he was sure he could pound a hole in the wall and
do some other construction
work as well. Through the denim, he could feel the heat. The pressure increased in his dick. Urban gritted his teeth. He gave himself another squeeze,
then
grabbed the lube. Urban dragged down her panties, forgetting his plans for them, and flipped open the top, parted her cheeks, and squeezed out a generous amount. He put the bottle down and massaged the gel around the hole before slipping first one finger inside, moving it in, out, and around. His digit slipped in easily. She was so hot and tight, his cock pulsed, eager to feel all of her around his shaft, contracting around him, squeezing every last drop of his seed from his balls. He groaned and continued to work at getting her muscles to relax.

Her moans of pleasure didn’t help matters. Sweat popped out on his brow. He gave each cheek a smack, never in the same spot. Her body shook with each spank, but she didn’t move. “You’re so beautiful, so exquisite. That’s it, open to me, let go,” he urged.

He slipped a second finger in easily. She breathed in and out in between whimpers and groans of pleasure. The muscles rippled and contracted around his digits. He continued to tunnel his fingers into her hole until he felt the tension leave her. Urban grabbed the plug and worked it into her ass, in and out until it slipped in easily. “Okay, stand up.”

As she straightened up, he peeled off his jacket and T-shirt,
then
undid the zipper, bent down, and pulled off his boots and socks. He met her heat-filled gaze. A dark hunger filled her brown eyes, and every inch of his body prickled with fire. His skin felt too tight, and yet his body felt too big. Pressure pulsed within him. A wave of desire sat off in the distance, waiting for him to finally let loose. His balls throbbed for relief. He reached down and stroked his cock, reveling in the blatant desire on her face. Every time she looked at him, he felt ten feet tall and like the only man in the world. Nothing else mattered when they were together. As his fingers worked his shaft, he felt the tingle of orgasm start in his feet and rise up. He stopped it with a pinch on his cockhead.

“You’re so beautiful,” Nadia whispered, then ducked her head, a red flush filling her cheeks.

“Even with the scars?” he asked. Urban felt ridiculously pleased that she thought him beautiful.

“More so,” she replied.

“Thank you, honey,” he said, a smile curving on his lips that he wouldn’t stop even if he tried. “How are you doing?
Still okay?”

She licked her lips. “I feel the pressure, but it’s like I’m cut off from anything that could ease it. And with the anal plug, I feel fuller.” Nadia looked so open and beautiful, so trusting, it made his heart ache.

Urban decided he couldn’t wait any longer to be inside of her. Lava seeped into his veins; hunger clawed at his stomach as his wolf howled to take his mate and claim her. Pain lanced his jaws as the partial shift took hold. Nadia didn’t look away as he grimaced. Shards of fire racked his arms and legs. Now, he had to have her now! As the wolf grasped to take full control, Urban reached out and pulled her to him. He took her mouth in a demanding kiss of open mouths and tongues twining, tangling, and rubbing against one another as he fucked her mouth. His hips thrust forward, sliding his length against her wet slit. She cried out, gasping and shaking in his arms. “Please, Urban, please, fuck me, own me, claim me,” she begged.

He growled low in his throat and pulled her with him as she sank down into the nearest chair. “Ride me,” he ordered.

She didn’t hesitate. Nadia kicked off her underwear, threw one leg over his thighs, and positioned herself over his cock. He grabbed her hips, held her still, and surged upward, impaling himself inside of her. Her tight heat clenched down on him immediately. He took her lips in another kiss as he released on the clamp. She wrenched her head away from his and let out a cry. Her vaginal walls fluttered and her body stilled with her muscles pulsing as he continued to fuck her through her first orgasm. He traced the side of her neck with his lips and tongue, nipping the skin over her pulse and sucking on it hard enough to bruise. Once she recovered, Nadia moved with him, fucking herself on his cock. The pressure continued to build in his balls but he held it back, slowing his pace down until he had control over himself once more. Nadia buried her head against his shoulder, her tongue taking teasing flicks at the wound. The bind mark throbbed to life in time with his heartbeat. She bit him once more. Fire burst to life in his gut as he came without warning. Urban howled as he shot jets of cum inside of her, coating her walls with his seed. Unable to resist, he undid the second clamp. Together their orgasms rolled through him, feeding the other. He opened his mouth and bit down on her shoulder, binding her to him.

His body became consumed with desire and heat. With each thrust, it took him over the edge over and over again. Urban reached down between them, feeling the slickness of their combined juices, and undid the last clamp. With one flick, she came once more in a scream. Trails of hot blood dribbled down his shoulder. He ignored it and continued to pump his hips and hold on to her shoulder with his teeth as her liquid life filled his mouth and coated his tongue.

“I love you,” she whispered against his ear.

He released her shoulder and took her mouth. “I love you too, honey.” He thrust into her once, twice more before he came again, wringing his balls out of every drop of his semen. They were mates now; no one could come between them. Panting, she slid off him and padded away. This time she took care of him; with a wet towel, she wiped up their combined cream and then cleaned herself off. Once that was done, she held out her hand and helped him up. Together they went to her bedroom.

* * * *

Nadia stroked
Urban’s
hair, savoring the heaviness of his head on her chest. “Thank you for being so understanding,” she whispered.

“Why are you thanking me? I’ve done nothing,” he replied before he pressed a kiss to the side of her breast.

“Growing up, I never knew who to trust. Our
pard
was too terrified of my father to try to protect us all the time. They did what they could, but it wasn’t so much that he’d notice.” She allowed the words to spill out of her. “I couldn’t let myself be unguarded for a moment; if I allowed someone in, my father would send them away. My sister, mother, and I all lived in a bubble most of my life.”

“That must’ve been very hard.” He placed another kiss on the side of her breast.

A soft
warmth swirled in her chest to seep down into her belly. She sighed and shifted in her seat. Her body protested the move, but she didn’t care. Nadia felt the urge to move, to get up and pace, but remained in bed where she was. She didn’t want to look at him as she told part of her history. Nadia took in a deep breath and pressed on. “I managed to scrape together enough money to get out and get a ticket to Paris, but I couldn’t take my sister with me. By then my mother was dead inside and so used to the pain he inflicted that she couldn’t fathom leaving.”

Tears filled her eyes; she struggled against them, but in the end let them fall. Urban wouldn’t use her crying against her. He shifted his head and pressed a kiss over her heart. The organ contracted as emotions filled her. Pain and relief swirled around her body as more tears were pulled from deep within her, where her childhood was still close to the surface. “
Zerik
found me working in a café, serving tea and calling myself Natalie.” Her lips quivered as she smiled. “He watched me for weeks, always leaving a good tip.
Zerik
would engage me in small talk until we knew each other a little. After a month he told me who I was and invited me to train to become a courier for the Feline Quorum, but I needed to show that I could maintain my current job and the training.”

“Like that? No interview or test? I feel cheated.” Urban shook his head.

“
Zerik
doesn’t do tests and crap like that. He goes by what his spotters say and what his instincts tell him. He has people all over the prides and
pards
and groups. From there, he sifts through the talent that’s there and chooses who to bring into the fold. He’s very selective about who he works with. Only two in five make it.” Nadia filled with pride at the thought of being chosen.

Urban looked up at her. Appreciation filled his gaze. “I’m so proud of you. That’s awesome.”

Nadia ducked her head. Fire filled her cheeks and prickled along her ears. She felt shy. “Thank you,” she whispered. “I’ve been working for them since I was seventeen. I want to talk to
Zerik
about my sister. When I left home, she was trapped.
Milly
turned to drugs and alcohol to escape.”

Hot tears sliced down her face as she sank back into the horrible memories of getting a call about her sister. “I abandoned my sister, my blood. I left her with that bastard. She took a hit of
Katnip
, not too much, but she almost died. I don’t know how she can talk to me, look at me.”

Urban reached up and brushed some hair from her face. “Honey, you need to talk to her, tell her how you feel.”

“I’ve tried, but the words…I’m not good with them,” she confessed. Nadia’s face flared up once again.

“
Shhh
, baby, talk to her, like you’re doing with me, even if they don’t come out right, you’re at least talking to her. And maybe she understands. You have to tell her.” He reached up and caressed her face once more.

She turned her head toward his touch and kissed his palm. “Thank you.”

He shook his head. “No thanks
necessary,
honey.”

Their moment was interrupted when her phone rang. She rolled over and picked it up. “It’s
Zerik
, I have to take it.” She didn’t have to look at the ID to know who it was.

Rather than leave the bed, she scooted up and sat up against the pillow.
“Nadia.”

“You know what to do,” he said and hung up.

She clicked End and turned to Urban. Expectation glowed in his eyes. “He wants me in Paris to escort Poppy there. After that I get paid and can go on vacation. I know you have to go to work, but if you could finagle a few days, maybe you could join me.” She prayed she was doing the right thing. She may have said she loved him, but there was still so much to work out between them.

Urban groaned. “I don’t know what they want me to do, but call me once you know and if I can I’ll be there, wherever it is. You have to go tomorrow?”

She nodded, hating it but knowing she had to go. “He wouldn’t have called me if I didn’t have to go immediately. Our usual plan is a ticket waiting for me at the window and a private jet ride. I’ll probably only be there for three days.
One to drop off Poppy and meet with
Zerik
and then two to wander around.”

“Call your
sister,
see if you can bring her with you. Spend those two days with her.” Urban scooted up and kissed her. “I have to go shower and take care of Summit business. Love you.” He got up.

Once alone she picked up her phone again and hit speed dial, her heart pounding as she waited for her sister to pick up. She got
Milly’s
answering service. “Mills, it’s Nadia, I’m going to Paris for Feline Quorum business, but I’ll have two days to myself. If you can join me, I’d love to have you. I’ll leave a ticket for you at the airport and you can crash in my apartment with me. Please say you’ll come, I’d love to have you with me. We need to talk.”

She hung up, feeling nervous flutters in her belly. They’d never really talked about their childhood, and
Milly
had been out of rehab for a year. Two days wasn’t enough to cover all that needed to be
said.
She was doing well; a trip to Paris would be a rewarding experience for both of them.
Time to bond and a chance for
Zerik
to meet her and see if she’d fit into his staff.
Nadia decided to stop thinking about it and got up. She ducked into the bathroom to get the last of the hot water, needing a distraction from all the possible conversations rolling around her head. Urban didn’t protest; he helped soap her up and get her as clean as possible while arousing her at the same time. Once she couldn’t take it anymore he left her, the bastard.