Dark Awakening (11 page)

By the time they pulled in front of Rome's cabin, she was nearly suffocating from the thick silence in
the
car.
When he stopped the car, s
he bounded out and was practically running back to the guest cabin, keys in hand. She had only a moment to register the hot, male
presence
behind her before she was pressed forward against the wooden cabin door. Her cheek and front from breast to thigh pressed into the
wood
.

Anger and pleasure engulfed her. A tingling butterfly sensation danced in her womb, spread throughout her body at the dominate gesture. A hand found the nape of her nec
k, hips kept her locked tight against the door
. He pushed the hair away from her neck and then teeth found her neck and bit
down
.

She cried out, husky and soft
. Her hips pushed back against his hardness.

His arm pressed bold, possessive caresses down her spine, over her hips.
It made her
breath catch
.
Hot lips and then the wet press of tongue circled the
n bit
he
r
at the juncture between her neck and shoulder.
He released only after she growled in pleasure.

"There will be no more talk of Sandra. She's gone from my life, she means nothing to me." Her ran long fingers through her hair at the nape of her head, grabbed the strands
gently,
and coaxed her head further to the side,
showing his dominance
.

Alison loved everything he did until he mentioned her name. She moved to jerk away from him, but he held her tight, her breasts pushed hard into the door.

"I know you
’
r
e
mad, but I don't know how else to explain it except that there is no other in my mind. Except you, Alison. Only you," he whispered, then turned her, pulling her up on her toes to take her in a mind-consuming kiss. Alison stood no chance against the assault. Her knees weakened as
his tongue plundered her mouth
.
S
he threw her arms around his neck
and kissed him back.

Hot, wet, eager kisses. Two lovers desperate to taste each other.

Alison
pulled her mouth away from his to draw in air.
"Rome." Her voice was soft and husky, pure aroused woman.

The sound seemed to snap something inside him because a second later they were inside the cabin with her
back pressed back up against the door
.

"Touch me," he said.
H
is eyes
were
tortured and bright as they looked down her. Alison licke
d her lips slowly
feeling like she was drugged.

Moving sluggishly, she went
first
for his pants. The baggy
khakis
did nothing to hide the powerful thighs and tented cock that lie beneath. She nimbly pushed the button through the whole and pushed down the zipper. The sound like a loud hiss
.
She gave a
shove
and watched
those pants slide down to reveal his long, thick cock, the tip red with arousal.

She licked her lips and before she realized what she was doing, was dropping to her knees in front of him and licking the
swollen head
.

"Alison!" he groaned, his hands coming to her hair. Would he push her away or take, she wondered as she opened her mouth and took the head of him into her wet
mouth
.

She moaned over the male taste of him. He was h
ot like a fever and hard like metal
. She twirled her tongue around the tip before pressing forward. She didn't make it far down. He was too big, her mouth too small.

She pulled her mouth away and caught the heavy, bobbing flesh in a fist. She looked at the hard length of him,
and then
studied the full
sac
below.
It was
flushed and drawn up to his body. She had a strange urge to cup them in her hand, feel them.

She looked up instead. Rome was breathing hard, a trickle of sweat dripping down his temple. He eyes were open but colored hot
with
arousal and need. She decided right then that she definitely loved that look. She flicked out her tongue and traced up the hot path of his cock from balls to tip, watchi
ng his expression
.

When his eyes hooded, going soft and looking lost, she did the motion again. And again. She licked him everywhere, wetting his cock until it shined from her mouth in the evening light. His hand tightened in her hair
like
he didn't know whether to push her away her hold her still.

She had a feeling he was
n’t
going to let her keep playing for long, so
she wrapped her lips around him
and bobbed down his wet shaft. She repeated the pumping motion three more
times,
as a deep answering throb from deep within her sex released a gush of heat like a mini-orgasm. She moaned over his cock as she felt her cream rush into her panties.

She knew he could smell her arousal. He knew how much she loved this, how wet it was
making
, b
ecause a moment later he shouted,
"Jesus
Christ
!"

He pulled
out of her mouth
and
lifted her, his hands tearing at her slacks until they slid
roughly
down her smooth legs. A second
later,
he had her legs around his thighs, his cock nudging her slick entrance, and her ass in his hands. He kissed her hard at the same moment he
found her slit and thrust
inside
. She cried out into his mouth, his tongue muting the sound.

Each thrust sent her bac
k digging into the wall. But she didn’t notice. She h
ad the distinct feeling that he was trying to mark her
permanently
. What for, she didn’t know.

She ate at his
lips
, her nails raking his back through the T-shirt he wore. Heat spiraled inside her with amazing
centrifugal
force. Pleasure tightened inside her coiling with each hot, thick slide. He tore his mouth away, breathing heavy and buried his face in her neck as he pumped his hips faster, harder. His thrusts were brutal, possessive. He licked the spot where he'd marked her
outside
then sucked hard
on
the skin.

Some small part of her recognized the dominant marking he was leaving on her. She should protest it, but instead she rocked her hips back against his. When he sucked her neck
again
, over his mark, she flew apart like
exploding
glass. Her muscles tightened and worked the h
ard cock inside her.

He groaned
pushing faster through the clenching muscles then pushed in one last time, as a flood of hot thick
semen
filled her deep.

* * *

Alison didn't even have time to catch her breath before she was pushed to her hands in knees. She looked behind her, still fighting to
catch her breath
when Rome knelt behind her. His eyes were dark and heavy with arousal, his hungry face intent.

"I'm not through with you, baby," he growled.

Alison couldn't believe the pulsing heat that curled inside her. Could she possibly be
getting
turned on so quickly?

He grabbed her hips, and the only preparation she had was a round thickness nudging her channel
, stretching her wide,
before he slammed in. Oh God, she was so ready to go again.

H
e groaned and took her in pounding
thrusts that quickened and quickened. His hands were everywhere,
on
her back, cupping her hard-tipped breasts,
petting
between her legs. But where he left he
r, and where she came apart,
was with his hand at the nape of her neck pushing her face down to the floor and his hand stuffed between her legs rubbing delicious
patterns
over her needy clit.

He controlled her
. He
owned her. She knew it and he knew it.

And s
he didn't care at all.

Didn't care that that she felt entirely too much for the
scoundrel
or that Conlin wanted her
dead
. All she could
think
about, all she cared about was the thickness rocking so fast inside her and the strong hands on her body.

He rubbed one last circle over her clit and she came in a gush of liquid heat. She heard him groan and curse above her. His hands tightened
momentarily
on her neck and then she felt the blast of wet heat inside her as he pulsed
hard and hot,
com
ing
in
side
her.

He pulled out and fell down next to her, bringing her to d
rape over him like a fine silk
blanket
. His fingers teased the skin of her arm.

"I don't want to hear anymore talk about Sandra or any ex's of any kind. Unless you want to tell me about
how you escaped from Conlin
.
Don’t think I didn’t know you purposely evaded that before.
"

Alison nuzzled her cheek against his hard and kissed the muscle there before answering. "I'm fine with that, but I still have questions."

His fingers paused on her arm. "What questions?"

She was afraid to ask. Her lifelong curse
of
asking questions and getting bad answers echoing in her mind. Yet the not knowing
,
the unanswered was too powerful.

"Am I going to end up like..." she started to say
her
, but stopped. She didn't want to start this line of questioning off
with breaking
the one rule they
had
.

She didn't have to finish the question.
He sighed heavily and his fingers resumed their touch.
"No, I don't think so baby." His voice was husky, thick from
two hard
orgasms
. Her heart did a little leap at his words.

"What do you mean?" She made her voice sound only
mildly
curious, not eager.

"You're not like anyone I've ever know before, Ali. You make me feel, hell, make me think about things...different things. A part of me really hates it and another part...well that part wants to tie you to my bedpost and never let you go."

Alison swallowed
hard.
Well that was something
. Such a strong wave of emotion from someone so gorgeous, so strong, so smart
.

She wondered if now would be the time to tell him that she felt safe with him. It was the first time she felt safe with a male in two years. The first time she wished she could trust him with so much more than just her body.

She opened her mouth to tell him that so, but a knock interrupted her. Rome groaned and extracted himself from her, planting a swift kiss on her lips before answering the door in only his shirt.

He answered it and spoke to someone Alison couldn’t see.
"Y
e
ah, y
e
ah, give us a minute,"
he said and closed the door harder than necessary. He turned to her, his eyes taking her all in.

He shook his head as appreciation filled his eyes. "Looks like the
Kategans
are here to visit, and they bring news of Conlin." He was already pulling on his pants and the shoes he'd toed
off
. "Get dressed baby. I can't think when you look like your waiting to be ravaged."

Alison smiled a soft wicked curl of her lips that had him stopp
ing
dead in his tracks. He licked his lips, his eyes falling to her hardened nipples
a
nd open legs, her pussy bared fully to him.

"God you're beautiful."

Alison smiled widely at his compliment
. She
stood and snatched her clothes off the floor and gave him a quick kiss before sprinting to the other room to dress.

Chapter
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The Kategan family took up more room in the tiny one bedroom cabin than was available.
It looked like some scene out of a Disney movie, Alison thought.