She rested her head back against the wall, held on tight, and enjoyed it.
Since she didn’t want Xander’s neighbors to call the cops, she did her best to keep her hand over her mouth and stifle the screams when she came. It worked—at first. But then Xander pushed her back against the wall even harder and lifted her off the floor as he licked her.
She said the hell with it then, and screamed.
Only after the last tremors of her climax faded did he finally set her down on the floor again. Her legs were so wobbly she had to reach down and put her hands on his shoulders to keep from falling.
Xander slowly straightened to his full height, grinning like he knew exactly how wicked he was. “I love hearing you scream like that.”
She smiled up at him. “I love that you can make me scream like that.”
The chuckle he let out was more of a growl. “Maybe we should take this to the bedroom before you fall down.”
He took her hand and turned to lead her toward the back of his apartment, but she tugged him back. “Not so fast. You don’t think you can make me come like that and just walk away, do you?”
Xander frowned in confusion, but when she pressed him up against the same stretch of wall she’d just been leaning against, he got the idea. And when she started kissing her way down his hard, muscular chest toward his belt, he definitely did.
Khaki dropped to her knees and wrestled with his belt, then the buttons on his pants. She was getting used to working with her claws. She’d just gotten her hand around his rock-hard cock when Xander’s soft, deep voice interrupted her work. “You might want to watch out, you know—for those fangs.”
Khaki laughed as she leaned forward and moved her lips slowly across the tip of his penis. “Don’t worry. I’ll be very careful down here.”
As she flicked her tongue across the broad head of his thick cock, they both let out a low growl of appreciation. She slowly moved her hand up and down his shaft, using only her tongue to tease the most sensitive parts. He had given her one hell of an orgasm, and she wanted to return the favor.
She established an easy rhythm, taking her time and working her mouth in counterpoint to the motion of her right hand. She let her left hand roam freely up and down his muscular thighs, then across his abs.
Xander buried his fingers in her hair, not to control her movements, but merely encouraging her. She didn’t need any encouragement. She could do this the rest of the night. Although she had to admit she was aching to taste him. If it was like everything else about him, she knew it was going to be amazing.
When his cock started to throb and swell under her touch, she realized she wasn’t going to have to wait long. He was getting close, which only made her go faster.
Xander growled and reached down with his other hand to cup her shoulder, trying to get her to stand up so he could drag her off to the bedroom or take her right there against the wall. She resisted. She knew what she wanted, and she wanted him in her mouth.
When he came, it was the most amazing thing she’d ever tasted, combined with the most rewarding and primal sensation she’d ever felt. It was hard to understand exactly why having Xander come so hard like this meant so much to her, but it did. It must have had something to do with the special bond between the two of them that Mac had described. It was like his pleasure was more important than her own.
Even once he was done, she kept him pressed against the wall with one hand. Nibbling. Kissing. Tasting. She couldn’t get enough of him. She wanted to keep going just so she could taste him again.
But Xander decided that enough was enough. He reached down and hauled her to her feet. His eyes blazed yellow-gold and his teeth were fully exposed.
“Are you going to walk to the bedroom?” he growled. “Or do I have to carry you?”
Khaki went up on tiptoe and kissed him. For all the intense passion filling the room, the kiss was soft, but she could feel the energy inside him waiting to explode at any minute.
She draped her arms around his neck, slowly and deliberately wrapped one leg around his waist, then the other. His hands immediately cupped her ass to support her.
“Take me to your bed, Xander,” she whispered huskily. “And do anything you want.”
His eyes flared even brighter at that, a long, low growl rumbling through his body and into hers.
Xander kept his eyes locked with hers as he headed to the bedroom. She was going to enjoy whatever he had in mind for her.
* * *
“How long before I can get my shifting under control, at least enough so that I won’t sprout claws and fangs every time I think about you naked?”
Khaki snuggled against him, her head on his shoulder. The scratches she’d given him healed even as she watched.
When Xander didn’t answer, Khaki wondered if he’d finally given in to exhaustion and fallen asleep. But then she realized his heart was beating too fast for that.
“It’s different for every person,” he finally answered. “But I wouldn’t worry about it. You’re learning exceptionally fast. I wouldn’t be surprised if you have it under control in a couple of weeks.”
