Through the haze of lust, I could sense the Kitten was nervous, and the knowledge of why only made me more ravenous. She reached for me, her arm hovering hesitantly. I moved to her, tackling her onto the bed and kissing her all over. She started laughing and squirming as my lips brushed her hip, right where I knew she was ticklish.
I hovered over her, using my arms to brace my body, and she looked up at me, the smile on her face faltering.
“Ryker?” she whispered.
“What’s up, Kitten?”
“How did you know at the checkpoint? What gave me away? Talon said you couldn’t smell me, so…” Her voice trailed off.
“So, why did I go after you? Why did I bring Talon the string and follow you to the bar? Why didn’t I just let you slip away?”
She shook her head, waiting for my response.
I thought about what answer to give. A million jokes and teasing responses came to mind, but I could tell she needed sincerity right now. I had taken everything from her, and before she gave me this last part of herself, she wanted to know why.
She wanted the truth.
“Because when I saw you step out of that shitty van, all nervous and pissed, I had wanted nothing so badly in my entire fucking life. You were beautiful, even fidgeting, smelling like that awful lotion you’d slathered on to hide yourself, and refusing to look at me. You were trying so damn hard to disappear, and it only made me notice you more. The truth is, I didn’t care if you were a beta or an omega. I was going into that bar regardless of what Talon said.”
“So you just thought I was beautiful?That’swhy you did this to me?” she said, rolling her eyes.
I brushed the hair away from her ear, laughing. “Hello, is anyone home? No, Rowan. That's not what I said. You’re not listening. I’ve fucked a lot of really beautiful women…”
A scowl crossed her face, and she shot me a warning look, making me chuckle at her jealousy.
“It didn’t have to do with your looks…well, not entirely. You were a fucking puzzle, trying to hide what makes you,you. All the anger, the defiance, the hunger for more, slipped out through your disguise in tiny doses. Through the cracks, I sawyou. I saw the real you, and I needed to know more. I needed to unwrap who you really were, in a way I’ve never felt before.”
Her expression softened.
“And obviously, I wanted to fuck you,” I added, as she groaned and rolled her eyes.
“You had to add that, didn’t you?” she laughed.
“Yup,” I said, popping the “p.”
She laughed again, and I watched the way her breasts jiggled when she did.
“Now stop trying to distract me! Turn around, Kitten. You told me I could play. Get on your knees,” I said, sensing I’d appeased her with my answer.
She muttered something smart under her breath, but still did as she was told. While she moved into position, I reached into my nightstand and grabbed the bottle of lube I’d stashed there specifically for this. When Rowan heard the drawer open, she turned to glance over her shoulder, trying to see what I was doing.
I loved that despite all her protests and reluctance, her curiosity always got the best of her. She was so hungry to experience everything we offered her, and that insatiable appetite drew me to her even more.
I pulled her kneeling form toward me, molding her back to my front as I kissed the column of her neck and gently sucked on her ear. Soft gasps and moans slipped from her lips, and while my mouth distracted her, I reached between us, squeezing a generous amount of lube down her back and letting it slide along her spine between her cheeks. When the cool liquid touched her skin, she froze, her whole body tensing with anticipation.
“Relax, Kitten, relax,” I murmured against her neck, mylips brushing her skin to soothe her. “I promise you’ll like this.” I guided her shoulder down slightly. “Go on all fours, just like that. Perfect. God, I love seeing you on your knees. Arch your back, yes Rowan, just like that.”
Gathering the lube that had pooled in the crease of her ass on my fingers, I worked it in deeper, rubbing small circles around the tight ring of muscles at her back entrance. She tried to pull away, clearly not comfortable being touched there. Yet.
“Don’t act all shy now, Kitten,” I said teasingly. “You’re the one who practically begged me for this.”
“Excuse me? I did not beg. I seem to remember it being the other way around—” She cut herself off with a sharp gasp as my finger entered her ass. I moved it in and out slowly, allowing her to acclimate. Her fists gripped the bedding, her body betraying what her mouth refused to admit.
She was fucking loving this.
I let out a taunting laugh. “Hmm. I don’t remember it that way,” I said. “I distinctly remember you begging me. You do it all the time in different ways.”
Her breath hitched, and I leaned over her, whispering in her ear. “When I walked out of the shower and caught you looking at me likethat,don’t pretend you weren’t. You begged without saying a word. The way your lips part, the way your eyes fuck me when you think I’m not watching… every bit of anger you throw my way melts into pure need.”
