Zurlo, Michele - Torment [Daughters of Circe 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) (14 page)

She woke to a warm hand kneading her breast. Sometime after sunrise, Shade had shifted back to his human form and slipped beneath the covers with her. His naked body was twined with hers.

Seeing her awake, he grinned and kissed her. Before he blocked her field of vision, she glimpsed his eyes. Though his body was human, the wolf was still in control. Silver eyes glittered in the early morning light streaming in through the curtainless windows.

He didn’t give her a chance to speak or to ask questions. The pressure of his hand at the base of her jaw opened her mouth to his plundering tongue. Given the hardness resting against her leg and the wildness in him, Torrey knew there would be no speaking for quite a while.

Her body responded to his roughness and insistence. She kissed him back, but it was nothing like it had been on the edge of that stream. Then, he had let her explore him. He had let her do as she pleased. Now, he tolerated her foray for a short time, and then his mouth was gone, trailing hot kisses across her jaw and down her neck.

The hand on her breast moved to her waist, scooting her to the center of the bed. His mouth closed around one nipple. She had no idea what happened to the T-shirt she wore to bed, and she didn’t care. Arching, she urged him to take more of her breast into his mouth. He did, greedily sucking that soft globe.

Torrey tangled her hands in his silky black hair, moaning at the inferno racing along her neural pathways, originating from where his mouth touched her. That mouth moved lower and lower. He wrenched her legs apart and feasted on her pussy.

He licked long strokes from her hole to her clit. As he lapped at her, each pass of his tongue explored more and more until he lifted her to lick at the tight muscle surrounding her back entrance. It brought an unexpectedly gentle sort of pleasure. She felt exposed and secure at the same time. He made his way back to her clit and sucked it in a slow rhythm.

She grabbed the pillows, fisting them in her hands as she screamed her first orgasm. She came in his mouth, but he just sucked harder. His long tongue filled her opening and his teeth scraped against her clit.

He was hot, so hot everywhere. She burned inside where he licked her. The flames fed her climax, pushing her even higher. Her hips lifted from the mattress, ripping his face from her pussy.

She didn’t have time to mourn the loss. With amazing quickness, he flipped her over and positioned her on hands and knees. One tremendous roar, and he buried himself deep inside her. His hips thrust, slamming into her with such force that his balls slapped against her clit. The effect was stunning. Her vagina contracted around him and he only pumped faster.

She screamed. Her muscles went weak, and her elbows gave out. Her face slammed into the pillow. If he hadn’t been holding her hips in place, her legs would have given way as well.

Finally, he came, calling her name, parsing it on ragged breaths.

He collapsed on top of her.

“Christ, you’re heavy.” Muffled words forced themselves from her mouth directly into her pillow.

His acute hearing picked them up without difficulty. He shifted his weight, rolling them both to their sides. His body cradled hers. She enjoyed the feel of his chest against her back.

Torrey breathed deeply to restore her oxygen-starved cells.

Shade’s hand lazily caressed her bare flesh. “We’ll work on your pillow talk after we work on controlling your powers.”

“Later,” she said as she closed her eyes. “I’m going back to sleep.”

“Not yet,” he said, trailing his hand from her knee to her shoulder. “I haven’t had enough.”

Against her butt, she felt his cock already lengthening for another round. She was flattered, but the previous day had been exhausting and she hadn’t recovered. “My God, are you always this randy?”

“It’s been sixty—” He broke off, biting his lower lip. The silver in his eyes dimmed to a fathomless dark blue. “Yes. You’ll get used to it. But I’ll—I’ll leave you alone for now.”

The sudden vulnerability was unexpected. It wasn’t as if she didn’t enjoy his attentions or the unexplained intimacy between them that she both welcomed and feared. She hadn’t meant to hurt him. He turned away, and she dove, stretching across the bed to catch him before he could leave.

“Wait. Shade, I didn’t mean it that way. It’s just that you’re so intense. I don’t know where you get the energy.”

He stared at her for several silent, tense seconds. Torrey tried to read his expression, but she could only find affection and desire. A fading sadness underlined it all.

When her nerves were stretched nearly to breaking, he raised his hands to cradle her face. His tender feelings intensified, and he kissed her. His lips brushed softly against hers, and Torrey was lost, caught in a maelstrom of emotions she didn’t understand. She didn’t know where the deep emotions inside her came from, and she didn’t want to think about it.

Just when she thought she would collapse from the way she trembled in his embrace, he broke the kiss, lifted her, and threw her over his shoulder.

She squirmed in protest as he headed out of the room. “Put me down! Where are you taking me? For goodness sake, at least let me get some clothes on.”

A sharp sting on the cheek of her ass halted the flow of her objection. Warmth rushed from her butt to her pussy. The bass of his response rumbled through his chest and back, tickling her legs and breasts. “I’m calling the shots this time, woman.”

Oh, she was going to have to set him straight. He was obviously much older than he appeared. Had he missed the entire feminism movement? Wait. What he said didn’t entirely make sense.

“This time?”

The hiss of the shower spray was her only answer.

“Shade?”

“The water will give you energy, Torrey. I’m not yet satisfied.”

He set her down inside the bathtub. Cool water sluiced over her skin. She shivered and turned up the hot water. Energy had already begun flowing through her.

“You won’t need that.” A wide grin split his face as he stepped in next to her and tugged the curtain closed. “I’ll keep you warm.”

He did have a point. More heat emanated from his body than from the warm water hitting her arm and back. Torrey’s body instinctively moved closer to Shade.

He brushed a thumb over her nipple. It was already pebbled from the cold, and now it tightened even further in response to his gentle touch. “I like this body. It’s taller, curvy, sexy. I’m not afraid of hurting you every time I touch you.”

She drew her brows together in confusion. The female part of her was pleased that he liked her body. The logical part of her wondered at his tone and the implication of his statement.

Shade slanted his mouth over hers, halting anything she might have said. He didn’t bother with foreplay this time. Wrapping his hands around her waist, he lifted her. One knee guided her legs apart. She braced her hands on his shoulders, digging in with her fingernails as he brought her down over his erection. His thick cock filled her once again.

She sighed into his mouth and wrapped her legs around him. She wanted to be in control, to ride him as she had done on the riverbank the night before, but this position put her at a distinct disadvantage. The cool tile against her back and the hot wolf against her chest prohibited movement. He thrust into her and she could only hang on to him and accept the pleasure he offered.

Slow, measured strokes devolved into a frenzy. His hands supported her weight while they cupped her ass and held her still. He squeezed her ass and parted her cheeks. Torrey knew he was going to touch her there. It was a new erogenous zone for her, one she had never before considered, and now she fervently wished for him to take her there, too.

Tension built inside, and she came just as the tip of his finger circled the tight rosette back there. Her convulsing pussy milked a climax from him. He cried out as he thrust into her one final time. His semen spurted into her, pulsing in time to her orgasm.

When he finally set her back on her feet, she was glad he kept his arm around her waist for support. Her thighs and knees were liquid. The whisper of water covered the sounds of their heavy breathing as they both recovered.

Streams of cool water poured over the half of her body facing the spray. Shade’s body kept her pressed to the warmed tiles, and the heat rolling from him kept her warm all over. Torrey smiled against his shoulder. “You weren’t bragging.”

“I never brag.” He pulled back a little to look down at her. “What did you think I was bragging about?”

“You said you were a good lover. You said it with such confidence and conviction. At the time, I thought it was a boast, a way to get me into bed.”

His grin brimmed with male pride and his chest swelled. “I know how to please my woman.”

She laughed at his machismo. “No man would admit to not being a good lover, Shade.”

“A man who can’t please a woman has no business being with that woman.”

His quiet conviction caught her attention. All amusement fell away. She traced a light caress along his freshly shaven jaw. When had he shaved? “You please me.”

He nodded, a jerky movement so at odds with his usual gracefulness. “I will please you yet again this morning.”

Torrey didn’t know how much more she could take. He was a demanding lover and he had a very large cock. She was already feeling the effects of more physical activity than she was used to. Still, cream flowed to her pussy at his promise. Her body already knew that Shade meant what he said.

But Torrey wasn’t about to let Shade have his way again. She pushed against him, reversing their positions so that he leaned against the wall. She was well aware he allowed her this control, and it made her all the more determined to wrest that permission away from him. She wanted him to know what it was like to be powerless in the face of a lover’s passion. She had enjoyed the experience multiple times. She wanted to give that feeling back to him.

She kissed a path down his neck, exploring his body with her hands and her mouth. He quivered and trembled. His muscles jumped wherever she concentrated her attention.

He moaned as she moved lower to cross his abdomen, relaxing his shoulders to lean against the wall as he truly ceded control to Torrey. One hand twined in her hair, but it rested there. It didn’t insist or guide her trajectory. The other rested on her shoulder as she knelt before him.

She liked his body, too. He was hard and defined in all the right places. The erection she stroked testified to the fact that he desired her. She licked the underside and swirled her tongue around the ridge surrounding the slanted head.

He gasped and mumbled something she didn’t understand when she closed her mouth around him. She took him as deep as she could, and she used both hands to grasp what wouldn’t fit.

His hips moved, thrusting in time to the pace she set. Sounds of pleasure floated down to her, urging her to keep doing what she was doing. Heady with power, Torrey let one hand wander. She fondled his sac, caressing it with a soft touch before she reached back farther. Knowing how much she liked it when he touched her ass, she didn’t think twice before inserting her finger into his puckered hole.

With a roar, he ripped her away and lifted her from the floor. Torrey barely had time to register the silvered eyes and the elongated teeth before he turned her to face the wall and imprisoned her hands above her head.

She tried to turn her head, but the brush of his teeth against the artery pulsing on her neck stopped all movement.

“Little witch, you are mine.”

Her heart pounded, but she wasn’t afraid. She didn’t, not for one second, think he would hurt her. She did, however, wonder what the hell she had done to set him off.

“Shade.”

“Say it.”