It had been two
very long days in hell! Nights! Fluff!
The whole day and night thing was so confusing.
Two nights and she had already
almost been blown up by a witch, seen a water nymph explode into millions of
little drops of water, watched two grown men shift to wolves, seen a real live
dragon, unwittingly aided her best friend in nearly blowing herself up, thrown
a fork at said best friend's head and most recently - as in only moments ago -
awaken all hot and bothered from the most erotic dream of her life.
It shouldn't have been a
shock. Not really. She had been having fantastic fantasies about
the man since she walked into that stairwell and nearly tripped over his big
ass. She just kind of wished she hadn't
managed to get a little glemps - she might have stared for like a minute or
eight - of his nearly naked body after he shifted and his clothes hadn't been
able to hold up to the wolf.
Honestly she couldn't figure out
why she hadn't dreamed about him the first two day-nights. Except that she was pretty sure her bestie
was drugging her. Hard to have any
dreams at all when you aren't even cognizant enough to keep your tongue from
sliding down your throat.
Last night-morning had been a
busy one for her irritating best friend.
Between mating with a vryko, getting caught naked in the bed with him
and getting felt up by a nymph, Daesha hadn't been able to sit with her, force feeding
her rum until she finally fell asleep.
Dreaming about a man like Teran
was bad news. He was terrifying, yet she
knew there was more to him than his size and the very...detailed way he
threatened to "remodel" Daesha or "put Draken in touch with his
feminine side". Sure he was angry
and hurt still from the horrible experience of seeing his father killed before
him and feeling like he could have saved him if he had only been a little
quicker, but he had protected her when she would have gotten taken out by the
blast form that witch. He also seemed to
care deeply for his brother's crazy mate.
And thought that had been a cause for Brisa's unwanted jealousy in the
past, she realized now that he cared for Daesha almost the same way she did.
He still irritated her to no end
with all that mind reading BS, but his nature was to protect the weaker and she
was having a really hard time not liking him despite his inability to keep his
nose out of her brain.
And he was sexy beyond what was
healthy for her mental state. Just
watching him walk reaked havock on her body and short circuted her mind. Any and all thought processes she possessed
sizzled into "deep breath in, deep breath out" when he flowed
past. His muscles of his body glided and
rolled easily with every step he took, usually making her suck her own spit
down her throat.
And then when he closed in on her, she would
be reminded just how big he was and that he could drain her with little to no
effort. Not only because he was so damn
strong, but because even when she was scared of him, her stupid body melted
around him, and she had no doubt she would aid the man completely in killing
her by tilting her head to the side and pulling his mouth to her neck.
Even thinking about it now made
her blood burn through her body and pulse at the sensitive spot between her
legs.
She needed water. Ice cold water. Time for a trip down to the kitchen. She might even see if Avaleen had left any of
that delicious caramel rum cake out.
Peeking her head out of the door
and looking both ways, she slid into the hall and made her way downstairs to
the kitchen. She went for the glass of
water first, knowing her blood needed to be cooled first.
After she had drained it, she
went in search of the cake. It wasn't on
the counter, so she checked the huge fridge.
It wasn't there either.
She'd try not to pout about not
getting any.
"Are you looking for
this?"
Brisa squealed and spun to find
Teran looking at her from the small table set up just inside the swinging doors
that led into the huge dinningroom they used for most meals. How had she not seen him? It was like these people appeared out of
nowhere. And in Canis' case, he actually
could.
She eyed the cake dish in front
of him on the table. "Maybe."
He smiled and she knew she was
well on her way to needing another glass of ice water, but this time she would
just pour it directly down her pants.
"I'll share." God he was so sexy slouching low in his
chair. He brought the fork with a huge
bite of that delicious cake to his mouth and her breath caught as he slowly
drew the fork out. She watched the flex
and release of the muscles in his jaw as he slowly chewed. He even ate with that lazy gracefulness.
Would he still take things slow
and easy when he was so turned on his body was vibrating with his need? Would he slowly work himself to completion
between her legs or would he pound into her with the fury of his animal when
she got him to the point of no return?
"That's okay. It's probably not a good idea to eat
something so rich in the middle of the ni...day anyway." The heaving of her chest drew his attention
and she almost covered her breasts when she realized her thin white tanktop
would do nothing to hide her straining nipples.
Especially since it was plastered to her skin from the sweat of her hot
dream. In fact his excellent vision
could probably even make out her dark areolas!
She turned quickly, reaching for
the glass she had just sat in the sink and filled it again, practically
draining it in one huge gulp. No ice
this time, but this far down in the earth, it was pretty close to ice on its
own. She still wished she could have
poured it in her lap, but that might have been a little obvious.
"Thirsty?" Teran's deep voice coming from right behind
her made her jump and spin again.
Pressing back against the sink, she
mentally cussed herself for being such an idiot and letting him trap her. "Oh!
Yeah."
"Are you sure you don't
want any of this cake?" He held a
small piece in between his index finger and thumb, putting it less than an inch
from her lips.
She glance at the cake for a
second, knowing she should refuse.
Something about taking the cake from his hand like that seemed to intement,
but the temptation to not only taste the decadent caramel and rum flavors, but
also to feel a piece of him with her mouth proved far too strong and she leaned
in, wrapping her lips around the treat and slowly drawing it away from him.
He groaned and his eyes closed
and then snapped back open when she nibbled on his flesh. She tried to stop, but she couldn't. The scorching blood flowing through her
system wasn't really making itself useful in her brain. She met his eyes and grazed her teeth against
his finger again.
His reaction this time was so
fast, she barely had time to process a movement before he was lifting her onto
the edge of this sink and pressing himself between her legs. Since she wasn't exactly in a logical mood,
she opened for him, accepting his hips and the erection that let them and
moaning when his hardness pressed against her sensitive clit through her cotton
shorts.
His fingers dug into her hips,
pulling her even tighter into his body.
She arched against him, pressing her breasts against his chest, while
her hands eased up his stomach then pecks and around his neck. His breath was hot against her lips as he
leaned in.
***
Just one taste. He could stop with just one. He just needed to know if she tasted as good
as she smelled, which she couldn't possibly.
So he would be more than capable of walking away afterward. Right?
Right!
The light flicked on around them
and Teran's eyes took a beating because of it.
He looked around and spotted Avaleen at the light switch, just as the cook's
eyes widened on them.
"Oh Sir! I'm sorry.
I didn't know anyone was in here.
I was just about to start breakfast."
As Avaleen rambled on, obviously
embarrassed to have caught one of her kings in such a position - Canis didn't
really count anymore, because the newly mated were likely to start stripping
each other without a thought during a completely normal conversation - he
started backing away from the also embarrassed Brisa and helping her down from
sink.
"It's find Ava. You're fine." He turned to offer the wide-eyed cook his
best smile, but knew from the uncertainty on her face that it was a tight
one. "I'll see you both at
breakfast."
He didn't turn to look at Brisa
as he made his way through the swinging doors on the other side of the room
from Avaleen. He didn't need to see the
slightly dazed look on Brisa's face and he sure as hell didn't want to flash
his cook his erection, she was embarrassed enough as it was.
As
he pushed through the swinging doors he heard Avaleen ask, "So do you like
my cake then?"
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