Reclaiming the Wolf (Cascade Shifters Book 1) (8 page)

Besides, he’d said no strings attached. That was an offer she couldn’t pass up.

She raised a hand and placed it on his chest, disappointed that the material prevented her from touching his skin. She heard his breath hitch, and that sealed it—she was doing this.

She reached behind her with her free hand and found the handle. However, if she was doing this, it was going to be her way.

She pushed against Sy’s chest and he moved back. Once she could see his eyes, she smiled and said, “Okay, but only if you can catch me.”

Then she opened the door and dashed into the forest.

~~~

Sy hadn’t expected her to say yes, but as Kaya ran into the forest, he decided he sure as hell wasn’t going to pass up this chance, especially now that he had to chase her.

He scrambled out of the car and headed in the direction Kaya had been seconds earlier. About ten feet into the trees, he stopped and took in a deep inhale until he could pick out her earthy grass scent. He didn’t need to shift to catch her like he’d done in his youth. One of the things he’d mastered while working in the Shifter Division of the US Army had been how to track down a target.

He moved as quickly as he could while keeping his noise to a minimum. He tried to focus solely on his prey, but his chest still burned from the touch of her hand. It’d taken every ounce of restraint he’d possessed not to pull her close and kiss the living shit out of her plump, hot, fuckable mouth.

Maybe when he caught her, she’d take his cock into her mouth at the same time as he tongued her sweet, wet pussy. Judging from what he’d scented in the car, she was already dripping for him.

His cock pulsed and Sy decided he’d never catch her unless he focused. With herculean effort, he banished any and all images that involved Kaya naked and at his mercy.

He continued the hunt, her scent getting stronger before it disappeared completely in front of a waterfall with a small pool beneath it. He eyed the water cascading over rocks to his left, and smiled. He’d used that hiding spot himself as a boy.

He moved out of the line of the sight of the little cave hidden behind the waterfall and inched to the entrance. One second ticked by, then ten. She had to know he was near, but the anticipation would only make her more hot and needy for his touch.

Unable to restrain himself any longer, he dashed into the crack behind the waterfall. It took half a second for him to spot Kaya inside the cave before he moved and pinned her against the wall. The heat of her skin burned through the wet fabric of both their shirts, her nipples hard against his chest. Later, was going to suck those little points deep, knowing Kaya would moan and squirm at his attentions.

For now, he leaned his head in until his lips were a hairbreadth away from hers and whispered, “Gotcha.”

Her heated gaze bore into his. Neither of them blinked. Her breath was hot against his lips, but he didn’t kiss her. Not yet.

Instead, he gripped her wrists with his hands and raised them above her head. When she didn’t fight him, he put himself on guard. Either she was so horny she would do anything to get his dick inside her, or she was acting complacent so he would underestimate her.

After securing her wrists with one hand, he used the other to trace her cheek, the side of her jaw, and finally her warm, soft bottom lip. Kaya broke her silence and whispered, “Stop teasing me. You promised to fuck me, so why the delay?”

He smiled. “Because you stopped trying to run from me. You knew I’d easily find you inside this cave.” He pressed his erection against her stomach, loving the hard-yet-soft feel of her tall, toned body. “I never want you to hide your skills and abilities from me, and since you didn’t give me a true challenge, you’re going to strip and let me lap my fill of your sweet pussy before my cock goes anywhere near it.”

Despite the fact the scent of her arousal grew stronger, she narrowed her eyes and said, “You mentioned nothing about foreplay. I just want your hard dick inside me. Now.”

He leaned in and nuzzled her cheek. “Patience.”

Before she could reply, he took her lips in a swift, rough kiss. When he moved away, Kaya rubbed against him as best she could with her arms restrained. She whispered, “Again.”

He complied, and nibbled her bottom lip before pushing his tongue inside her hot mouth. Kaya wasn’t one to let him take complete control, and she met him stroke for stroke as she moved her lower body against his. If he didn’t stop the vixen, he’d come before he’d ever taken off his jeans.

He leaned all of his weight against her as he took the kiss deeper, their teeth clashing as they each fought for control.
Fuck yes.
This is what he’d missed—a woman who wasn’t afraid to take what she wanted.

He eased his chest a little from hers, his free hand moving to her breasts. As he pinched and rolled her nipple through her shirt and bra, Kaya moaned into his mouth. While he loved the feel and taste of her mouth, he needed more. Much more.

He broke the kiss but continued to play her with her taut nipples. Kaya’s breathing was fast now, and with a hard pinch, she moaned.

“Kaya, look at me.”

She opened her eyes. They were heavy with desire—for him. She might be able to go all alpha leader stoic when they were surrounded by other people, but right here, with just the two of them, she didn’t hide her emotions. For a brief second, he wanted her to act like this always with him. Then he quickly pushed that thought aside. Sex was one thing, but having a relationship was quite another.

He moved his free hand from her breast and slid it inch by inch down her stomach, stopping at the waistband of her jeans. He ran his finger under her shirt, and Kaya squirmed. She was still ticklish there.

“Don’t even think of tickling me, Sylas.”

He moved his finger again and she tried to jerk away. “Only if you take off your pants and underwear.”

She attempted to glare, but then he tickled her again and she fought off a laugh. When he stopped, she managed to say, “Fine, but only if you take off your shirt.”

He gave her one last rough kiss before he released her wrists. She waited with an expectant look as he tugged his wet t-shirt over his head. Both his ego and his cock drank in the female appreciation in her eyes as she devoured the defined muscles of his shoulders and chest before resting on the bulge between his thighs.

Under her scrutiny, his dick let out a drop of precum.

He cleared his throat, and Kaya went to work. He tried not to laugh as she tugged at her wet jeans, the suckers not wanting to come off. When she finally succeeded, she tossed them on the far side of the cave before doing the same with her underwear. She was about to remove her t-shirt when he moved to stop her hands with his. “Don’t. Your breasts will distract me from focusing on your beautiful, pink pussy.”

She huffed, “Sy, you don’t have to use fake pretty words. Just give me an orgasm and I’ll be happy.”

He framed her face with his hands and caressed her cheeks with his thumbs. “They aren’t fake words.” He kissed her and tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth before he released it. “Now, spread your legs.”

She shook her head as she widened her stance, and he slowly ran his hands down her body until he was kneeling before her. He leaned forward and breathed deep. “Yes, you still have the best smelling pussy I’ve ever known.” He opened his eyes and looked up. “And now I’m going to devour you.”

~~~

As Kaya look down into the molten-green eyes of the gorgeous man at her feet, she felt two things she hadn’t felt in a long while. She felt both pretty and desired.

To be honest, she hadn’t realized just how much she’d missed this sort of intimacy. Hell, she’d hopped around on one leg trying to get off her wet jeans, and Sy had barely kept from laughing. To most people, it was no big deal. But to a leader who always had to be strong, or sympathetic, or comforting, or any of the other million things her position required, it was a relief to just be an imperfect woman and not care about how her every action would be judged.

Sy rubbed the sensitive skin of her inner thigh and she forgot about everything else but the friction of his hand. “Kaya, you’re thinking too hard. I think I need to fix that.”

She didn’t feel comfortable enough to say, “Yes, make me forget about everything but your tongue.” Instead, she lowered a hand to his hair and pushed him toward her core. “Well, then hurry up.”

He grinned and her breath hitched. This older Sylas might have a scar on his chin and wrinkles at the corner of his eyes, but age had been good to him.

When he lifted her leg, she pushed her free hand against the rock wall behind her to balance as he maneuvered her leg over his shoulder. Once the skin on the back of her knee made contact with his hot, hard shoulder, he leaned in and licked her from slit to clit, and she forgot about everything else but the feel of his wet tongue’s assault on her nerves.

As he licked and lapped, his two-day-old whiskers rubbed against her thighs and swollen pussy lips. She loved the friction of his scruff against her sensitive skin. Later, she wanted to feel it rubbing against her breasts, too.

As Sy sucked her swollen clit between his teeth, she tightened her grip in his hair. But damn the man, he pulled back and focused on nibbling her swollen folds before thrusting his tongue in her pussy. While not his cock, her inner wolf howled in approval at the intimate touch.

She tilted her hips in encouragement, greedy for what else he could give her. He teased a little more with his tongue before he nipped her clit, and her legs buckled. Only the wall and Sy’s shoulder kept her standing.

He continued his relentless assault, sucking and swirling with his tongue, and Kaya felt the tension build. If he would only bite her one more time...as if he could read her thoughts, he bit her. Hard. Pleasure coursed through her body, increasing with each small spasm as she orgasmed.

Sy gave one last long lick before his hands moved from her hips to up under her shirt. He pulled down her bra and grabbed her breasts. He squeezed, and since they were heavy and sensitive from her orgasm, Kaya closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling of his warm, rough hands. As he squeezed again, her pussy throbbed, not caring that she’d just had an orgasm; it wanted his cock.

“Sy, please...”

He moved her leg to the dirt floor of the cave, stood up, and released her breasts. He stared a second into her eyes and the world went still. She could barely contain her curiosity at what he’d do next.

Leaning down, he kissed her long and deep, the taste of herself on his tongue arousing her even more. She grabbed his shoulders and pulled him close. She could feel his hot, hard dick through his jeans, the bulge a teasing feeling against her stomach. She moved her hips, and at his growl, desire shot between her legs.

He pulled away and both the woman and the wolf parts of her resisted a whimper. It had been too long since they’d had this kind of skin-to-skin contact. They were starved for touch.

Then, without ever taking his eyes from hers, Sy unbuttoned his jeans and her inner wolf retreated, aware of what was coming. As the zipper went down, Kaya licked her lips in anticipation.

Chapter Seven

Sy was still trying to get over how good Kaya tasted when her little pink tongue darted out to lick her lips. His cock pulsed. His inner cougar was impatient to fuck the female in front of him. Then she’d carry their scent and keep the other males away. At least, for a little while. Then he’d have to fuck her again.

He pushed his cat to the back of his mind and focused on Kaya. When he finally freed his cock from his jeans, Kaya’s gaze went to his dick curled up against his belly. He nearly came as her eyes took in every inch of him. The scent of her arousal grew even stronger and was now all but filling the cave.

He needed to be naked. Now.

He was only marginally better at getting out of his wet jeans than Kaya, but since he’d gone commando, he didn’t have to worry about any underwear. He took his dick in hand and forced himself to look at Kaya’s face. Another drop of precum came out at the hunger and desire he saw there.

He’d been patient and given her a mind-blowing orgasm, but he was done waiting. He wanted to fuck her.

He moved over to her, grabbed her hips, and pulled her flush against him. Thankfully, she’d removed her shirt and bra and they were now skin to skin. Every inch of him now pressed against her felt as if it were on fire.

Leaning down, he nuzzled her cheek. “Normally, I would spin you around so I could fuck both your hot, wet pussy and your tight little ass, but we don’t have enough time if we’re to stay on schedule.” He moved one of his hands to her right ass cheek and squeezed. “But even if I only have time to fuck your pussy, I still plan to make it very rough and very hard.” He released her. “Choose your position.”

Kaya reached between them and gripped his cock. Sy drew in a breath as she squeezed. Hard.

“Hard and rough? Yes. But ordering me around?” She squeezed harder. “No.”

He groaned. “Kaya.”

She smiled. “Good. I think you understand me now.” She moved and kneeled on the ground. As she bent down on all fours and lifted her ass in the air, he whispered, “Thank fuck,” before he moved behind her. He might be part human, but his cougar side liked nothing more than to take a female from behind.