Tempted by the Jaguar #2: Revelation (Riverford Shifters) (5 page)

Kylie had only managed to make it a couple
of steps into Hunter’s spacious bathroom before he whirled around and abruptly yanked
her t-shirt over her head, leaving her to blink at him in surprise as he tossed
the shirt behind him as if it had personally offended him. He then stepped up
to her until only millimeters separated their bodies, and his hands snaked
around her back. She felt the tension of her bra ease before she realized that
he had unhooked it.

“H-Hey!” she scolded with a nervous
laugh, running her hands up his chest to grip his shoulders tightly as she
pressed against his front. “It’s not fair that I’m the first one who’s
half-naked again.”

The top of her head barely came up to
the height of his mouth, so Kylie rose on her tiptoes to press a kiss lightly,
teasingly, on his slightly parted lips before he could say anything. When she
drew her face slightly back, he was looking down at her with intense, narrowed
eyes that warned he was probably a breath away from ripping off the rest of her
clothes and bending her over the counter between the double sinks.

While that might be fun in its own way,
Kylie wanted the first time they slept together to be a lot more intimate. She
wanted to be able to feel the hardness and weight of his body pressing into
her, to see the arousal and ecstasy on his face as he plunged into her heat for
the first time.

Careful not to break eye contact, she
took a small step back from Hunter, briefly meeting resistance from the arms
still wrapped around her waist before he reluctantly loosened his hold and
allowed her another step back. He fisted his hands at his sides as though he
didn’t trust them not to reach for her again.

However, that was as far as she needed
to go.

Kylie reached for the buttons on his
already rumpled shirt, and his entire body completely stilled. She stared into
his eyes as she slowly began to unbutton his shirt, watching all the various
emotions—lust, anticipation, amusement—flash through them even as heat began to
rise in her cheeks.

By no means a virgin, she had never been
so bold with the one and only guy she’d slept with. Their sexual encounters had
been hesitant and awkward at first, and then over the course of the few months
of their relationship, their bed-play had fallen into something that was more
comfortable, pleasurable, but not even resembling anything close to passionate.

That was when she had known it was time
to end it with him. With her parents leaving her with a huge empty place in her
heart, she wasn’t about to add an empty relationship to the mix if she could
help it.

Afterwards, she had felt so jaded that
she hadn’t much bothered with dating. After all, why bother to date anyone when
that person might not ever understand her situation, the burden of her secret
that had been slowly eating her up inside for the past twelve years?

Here with Hunter, even though all she
was doing was slowly opening his shirt, Kylie had never felt so excited, so
alive
.
Her body practically thrummed with all the nervous energy coursing through her.
It was all she could do to keep her hands from shaking. She didn’t want Hunter
to think that she was scared.

Hunter remained as still as a beautiful
sculpture as she finally drew both flaps of his shirt aside and slipped the
shirt off his shoulders to reveal a tanned, nearly hairless muscled chest that
would have been the envy of any guy. Kylie let his shirt drop to the floor, and
immediately, she reached over to run both her hands over his pecs, thrilling at
the silky-hardness beneath her palms and fingertips.

He shuddered and closed his eyes in
pleasure. With a mischievous smirk, she took advantage of his momentary
blindness to step in closer and latch her mouth onto one of his already
hardened nipples. Hunter nearly jumped clean out of his skin, arms as hard and
thick as steel cables instantly enveloping her and crushing her against his
body once again before she could do more than run her tongue teasingly over the
sensitive nub.

A growl that was all jaguar filled the
air around her. She could feel its vibrations tickle her lips as she pressed
them more firmly to his areola and circled her tongue around his nipple. Though
marred somewhat by the smell of vinegar that very much still emanated from her,
the smell and taste of him filled her head, reawakening the throbbing between
her legs. Yes, her jaguar knew exactly what it wanted.

Kylie let out a small sound of surprise
when she felt his hands slip beneath the waistbands of both her jeans and
panties and firmly cup the bare skin of her ass, giving both cheeks an
aggressive squeeze.

“We need—to get into—the shower,” Hunter
ground out, pulling her head away from his chest. “I’m about this close to
saying ‘fuck it’ and taking you up against the wall or bent over the tub. I’d
much rather take you while you’re soaped up and slippery and smelling only of
you
.”

Kylie felt a surge of heat in her groin
at his words. “As long as I can see your face, you can make love to me
anywhere,” she promised, her voice low and sultry as she looked up at him
almost bashfully from beneath her lashes.

Hunter reached over and finished pulling
off her bra, letting it drop before reaching for the button to her jeans just
as she did the same to his. Seconds later she was naked and kicking her jeans
away, and Hunter’s hands had found their way to her breasts as, equally naked,
he pressed himself firmly against her back. He tweaked her right nipple with
just enough force to make her cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure while
his other hand kneaded the other.

She was practically putty in his hands
as he maneuvered them towards the walk-in shower, stopping only to pull the
curtain aside in order to turn on the water. Kylie stepped into the hot spray,
and barely had enough time to turn around before Hunter was pulling her towards
him for another one of those wild, sloppy kisses she enjoyed. His tongue pushed
roughly into her mouth, and they spent the next few minutes trying to lick
every inch of the inside of each other’s mouth as the hot spray washed a bit of
the acrid smell of vinegar from her body.

Then Hunter clumsily reached for a
bottle of shampoo from a small ledge cut into the shower wall, nearly dropping
it in his haste, and pulled away from the kiss. He poured some into his hands
before Kylie could reach for it and began to massage it into her hair. It
should have felt weird to let someone else wash her hair, but Kylie’s mind was
buzzing with too much pleasure to think about anything other than how pleasant
his fingers felt running over her scalp.

Soon, she could only smell the faint
hint of the vinegar that the water had not completely washed from her skin
beneath the much stronger sweet scent of the shampoo mingled with the luscious
smell of Hunter, himself. She couldn’t help leaning into him and drawing in a
deep whiff of that heady smell as his soap-covered hands began to slide down
her shoulders and back up again in a teasing caress that made her shiver in
excitement.

Before either one of them could get lost
in the moment again, Kylie stepped back farther into the spray of the shower
and tilted her head back in order to rinse her hair. Getting soap in her eyes
was
so
not sexy, she thought ruefully.

She could sense Hunter moving around,
and then a few seconds later, he pulled her from the spray and crushed his lips
to hers. She could taste the chlorine-tinged tap water in the kiss.

A different type of sweet aroma than the
shampoo assaulted her senses as Hunter began to run something slippery and cool
over her back and shoulders with aggressive hands, then down over her ass,
making her break the kiss with a gasp and hastily rub the water from her eyes.

He took a step back from her with a
predatory grin, his hands rubbing along her sides before sliding over her belly
and up to her breasts. His hands were once again covered in suds as he very
deliberately began to fondle them, his thumbs brushing over her now aching
nipples while his hungry eyes seemed to pierce right through her.

Kylie couldn’t help but close her eyes
and moan as one of his hands dropped down between her legs and began to slowly
massage her clit in exaggerated circles with his fingertips. She soon reached
over and encircled his thus far neglected cock in a light grip, eager to return
the favor. His breath caught, and his whole body noticeably tightened as she
slowly began to stroke her fingers along his silky warmth.

Her eyes dropped to watch their hands
pleasuring each other, and once again, a mad idea popped into her head. Kylie
sunk to her knees without warning, her hand still firmly grasping his cock. It
was a beast of an organ, long and thicker than she could have ever imagined,
and she felt her throbbing sex grow wetter just thinking about that monster
plunging into her.

Resisting the urge to stroke herself,
Kylie pressed her lips lightly against the head of his member and flicked her
tongue across it. A taste that was all Hunter exploded onto her tongue,
different than the salty bitterness she had expected, though there was a hint
of that as well. A deep moan blended with the hiss of the shower, sending another
strong jolt of arousal to her groin. It made her feel wild and powerful, and
she knew she had to make him do it again.

She slid as much of his member into her
mouth as she comfortably could, and concentrated on licking firmly along the
sensitive nerve on the underside as she sucked him, determined to make him see
white despite her inexperience.  She felt him cradle the back of her head
gently with one hand, but he didn’t try to press her forward as she had expected.
While struggling to keep a steady rhythm with both her mouth and a hand
stroking at the base of his cock, she used the other to tentatively fondle his
balls. Hunter’s legs trembled, and the hand pressing against the back of her
head clenched, fisting her hair.

Then suddenly his hands were gripping
her shoulders and pushing her back. She released his cock from her mouth with
an audible
pop
before looking anxiously up at him. Had she done
something wrong?

His eyes were so dilated with lust that
she could no longer see any of the hazel, his breaths coming in sharp pants.

“Not yet. Now it’s my turn to make you
scream,” Hunter growled as he lifted her off her knees before she could even
blink and hugged her firmly against his chest. “Hold on to me.”

Kylie hastily grabbed onto his shoulders
as his hands snaked down her back and grabbed her cheeks in order to hoist her
up, her legs automatically wrapping around his slick waist. He then turned and
propped her back against the smooth stone wall of the shower. He leaned over to
lick the dampness over her lips once before taking her mouth fully, trying his
damndest to suck the breath completely from her.

He thrust his hips roughly against her
groin, once, twice, she lost count, his member rubbing along her clit and
sending sparks of pleasure up her spine. She squeezed her thighs more tightly
around him and dug her heels into his lower back, trying to match him thrust
for thrust, but that tantalizing friction wasn’t nearly enough. She wanted to
feel
him even more. They had teased each other enough.

“Hunter please!” Kylie gasped against
his lips, not caring that she was begging.

His hips stilled for an agonizing few
seconds before the hands squeezing her ass lifted her slightly, and the head of
his cock pressed insistently against her opening. She had only another second
to feel a bit of trepidation at the memory of his girth before he thrust up sharply
and her passage was being stretched to its limits.

She groaned at the slight sting and dug her
fingers into the muscles of his back as Hunter steadily pressed deeper, opening
her impossibly wide, his mouth going to her throat to nip along the juncture of
her neck and shoulder, making her jaguar soul shiver at the feel of a
predator’s teeth so near her throat. He was shaking with the effort of going
slow, allowing her to adjust to his size, and later she would no doubt be
grateful when she needed to walk again. However, right now she just wanted
Hunter to fulfill his promise and drive that silky thickness into her until she
screamed.

Kylie rolled her hips in encouragement
and lowered her head a bit to lick teasingly along the shell of his ear. Hunter
growled more loudly against her neck, and suddenly it was all she could do to
hold on as he brutally speared her to the hilt and began to thrust into her
with swift, powerful strokes that rubbed her in all the right places. She
moaned loudly with abandon as bursts of pleasure shot into seemingly every
nerve ending in her body.

Another growl reverberated against her
skin, and Hunter suddenly locked her collarbone between his jaws with a firm
pressure just shy of breaking skin. The action had the disconcerting affect of
simultaneously making her head swim and the sweet pressure building within her
sex soar to the brink of exploding. She opened her mouth to shout his name, but
what emerged was a strange keening that seemed to snap the last remaining
thread of Hunter’s control.

His fingers dug deeply into the muscles
of her ass with bruising force as his cock slammed into her tight heat with a
brutal frenzy that finally made her scream in both shock and ecstasy as her
body exploded in an orgasm so powerful that it was almost painful. The muscles
of her passage clenched down onto the member still thrusting relentlessly into
her, making Hunter gasp and bite down harder on the flesh he held between his
teeth, likely piercing the skin.