Secured Heart (Timberon Cat Book 1) (5 page)

“
You want me to meet with him and make it clear you’re mine?”

“
What?” She pulled her hand away. “No and no. I told you, Kal, I keep making wrong choices when it comes to men.”

“
And I keep telling you that you’re my mate.”

Shoving a hand through her hair, she blurted out. “What is it with you? Just find someone else.”

Grasping her hand again, he tugged on it until she glanced at him. “It doesn’t work that way.”

She held his gaze, not knowing what to say or ask.

“
Are you ready to listen? Hear how this is for me and my kind?”

“
Yes.” He didn’t let her hand go, so she reached out with her free one and picked up her wine, finishing the second half of it before returning it to the table. “Give it to me.”

“
It’s not a death sentence.” He chuckled.

“
I’m not saying it is. It’s just
…” Just what?
She looked at him, and like always a simple glance at him made her heart feel almost too big for her chest. “Sorry. Tell me about the
Amofeli
mating.”

He arched a brow at her.

Gulping, she realized the impression of her words. “You know what I mean.”

“
I do.” Lowering his arm from the back of the couch, he cupped her hand in both of his. “My kind of people mate for life.”

The feel of his warmth surrounding her made her shiver. “That’s an interesting concept.” Her parents had divorced when she was a teenager. As soon as she and her sister had graduated from high school her mother had moved to Europe for ‘her own life’ and their father had married, gotten ill and passed away shortly after the divorce. So, she and Tresa didn’t have much of an example of
forever
.

“
More than that. You know we are only male, only ever breed males too. So, we learn from a young age to recognize our mates.”

“
And you see something in me?” Shaking her head. “If I’m the one, why didn’t you see it in college?”

“
I did. Really my cat did.” He turned her hand over and caressed her from wrist to fingertips, but he never took his gaze from her. “It just wasn’t the right time.”

“
Because of all the wild oats that needed to be sown?” His touch was driving her insane and stirring her body. Removing her hand she balled it into a fist and squeezed it with her other hand in an attempt to stop the tingling that was moving from her fingers to her core and causing her heart rate to increase and her sex to bloom with desire.

“
Yes.” He offered no other explanation, just that one word.

“
Okay.” She scooted to the edge of the couch and stared down at the carpet before her bare feet. “Thanks for the honesty…I guess.”

“
Mate, you would not have wanted me then. Trust me. When an
Amofeli
reaches maturity their mating hormone is intense and all consuming. A single human female would not be able to withstand the level of his need. That’s why we change partners frequently and regularly through the first few years until it calms down. It makes us irrational.”

“
You were suspended for two weeks our sophomore year.” She glanced over her shoulder at him.

He at least had the sense to appear ashamed. Lowering his head, his voice took on a remorseful tone—steady but melodic. “I was caught having sex with the Dean’s work-study student in his office. I don’t know who screamed the loudest Tina Lewis or Dean Maddow.” Looking up at her, his amber eyes were shadowed. “Indiscriminate and illogical.”

“
Yeah, that was pretty foolish.”

He slipped his hands around her waist and dragged her back into his arms. “I would have never subjected you to my behavior then.” Cupping her cheek, he went on. “My cat knew you were mine the first time I approached you by the pool. I just wanted to fuck you.”

She gasped at his words.

Winking, he smiled. “Just being honest. But, I liked you. Thought you were witty, funny and smart.”

“
That’s it?” She couldn’t stop herself from fishing for compliments as she recalled all the pretty sorority girls he banged…that she knew about.

“
And the most beautiful woman in the world.”

“
Keep talking.” She leaned back in his arms.

He laughed. “You were everything my cat needed and wanted in a mate. I should have stayed completely away from you, but I couldn’t. You brought me solace and made me feel whole when I was around you. So, I allowed you close to me even as I kept you at arm’s length.” He brushed her bottom lip with his thumb. “It was selfish of me. Unfair. But you were my mate.”

“
Your mate.” She repeated. Not because she was convinced about her role in his life in the future but some part of her needed to say it as her brain processed all he told her.

“
Say it again.” His voice took on a husky timbre as his hold tightened around her hips.

Nervous, by the intense glow in his amber gaze, she licked her lips. “What did I say?”

“
You’re my mate.”

“
I’m your mate.” The words seemed to just slip out. As if she had no control over her body. She felt as if someone had shoved a furnace inside her stomach and she was burning up from the inside out.

He drew her against him until her breasts were crushed to his chest, then he leaned in and kissed her.

It wasn’t like the kiss earlier in the night, which was deep. This one was more intense, more commanding, more rough.

Not that he was hurting her in any way, but he wasn’t giving her any room to doubt how much he wanted her.

His tongue was in her mouth stroking her all over, causing her to tingle everywhere.

She’d had good kisses before but none that caused her nipples to tighten with need or her sex to throb with an urgency to be filled. Kal made her respond to him as she hadn’t to any other. She buried her hands in his hair and gripped it tight as she fused her mouth harder to his. As he took from her through the kiss, she gained from him. His passion became her lust.

Feeding from him, she allowed herself freedom to exhibit her hunger.

Still not sure if she was his mate, she didn’t care at that moment, she just desired for him to soothe the ache within her. Parting her thighs, she straddled him. She ground her throbbing sex along the swollen, hard impression of his cock.

Was this what it felt like to lose your mind to lust?

All of a sudden a sound filled the room, loud, rough and clear—a purr.

However, the feel of the intense vibrations that came from Kal’s throat and into his mouth caused her mouth to quiver and the pulsating of her body to become shudders. She came, right then against his clothed shaft and her covered sex with nothing but his hands on her ass and a kiss. As the orgasm claimed her, she bucked hard against him.

Growling, he ripped his lips from hers. “Shit. Oh, my mate, I need to taste you. The rich scent of all the fucking cream flooding your pussy is tearing me up inside.” He brought them to the floor, in the space between the couch and the table.

No man had ever spoken to her in such a carnal way. His words made more juice flood her panties.

On the carpet he kissed her lips and squeezed her breasts through her dress. Lowering his mouth, he nipped at her collarbone, licking in the dip at her neck before moving on. When he got to one of her taut nipples and grazed the sensitive tip with the sharp point of his tooth she whimpered and held him closer.

“
Like that do you?” He chuckled. “Wait until I get to the good part.”

She palmed the back of his neck and took several deep breaths and tried to keep herself level and in this solar system. Kal had erotic skills that were out of this world.

Maneuvering his big body between her legs, he took hold of her thighs and lifted them high.

The skirt of her dress fluttered and landed at her waist, leaving the lower part of her body bare, with the exception of her sky blue thong.

“
Scent…drunk…I need…oh, mate…taste.” His voice was rough and his words were coming out choppy. But when he placed his mouth on her sex, panties and all, it was clear what he needed.

Her.

No man had ever desired her as much as Kal professed and acted.

When he began licking and sucking her through the lacy strip of her panties, she moaned and tried to spread her legs to give him more access. However, both the furniture and his firm hold didn’t allow her to move in the narrow space. She wanted to groan in frustration, but her body was taken over by the sensation he was creating.

He licked the sides of her labia that she figured, by the slick glide of his tongue, must be swollen and puffing out from her underwear. When he shifted his fondling to her clit, swirling and pressing at it behind the thin material, she trembled. She found it odd that the swath of fabric binding her clit and separating her from his actual caress was adding fuel to her climactic fire. Made his acts seem more forbidden and wild.

“
Let me…take off…panties…Kal.” Begging she squirmed beneath him.

“
No.” He growled. Grabbing her hips his held her tight against his lips. Occasionally teasing her by angling his tongue just beneath the edge of her panty. Or he pulled away completely and nipped at her bare ass with his sharp incisors.

“
Oh…oh…rip them…you…ahhhh….I need—” She didn’t know what she was trying to say or what she needed besides air, sanity and the mind-fucking release that was bulldozing upon her.

“
Come mate!” He began to purr. Just as he had against her mouth, now all the intense vibrations were flooding and surrounding her pussy.

She lost it. Her mind, and with it control of her body as it quivered and shook. Her stomach contracted and jerked causing her shoulders to pop up and down from the floor. Her hips bucked and writhed in his hands as she screamed his name.

As her body calmed, cool air kissed her hot sex and she wasn’t sure at what point she had been relieved of her thong. However, the ginger swipes of Kal’s tongue along her sex confirmed it.

Her pants became sighs as she laid there with her thighs balanced on his shoulders and felt more content and pleased than she had in years.

She would have thought that Kal would have been lowering his slacks and preparing to bury his cock inside of her, but that wasn’t the case. He continued to give her those soothing licks as if he wasn’t rushed or hurried to do anything else or be anywhere else.

Opening her eyes she peered down. She spotted the shredded strips of blue lace dangling from the couch cushion above her. “That explains that.”