Bound in Darkness (Bound #2)(13)

She was naked beneath him. Naked…and she could see the sharp edge of his teeth.

And the glow of the beast that lit his eyes.

Maybe she should have been afraid then.

But her head lifted and she met him in a hot, open-mouthed kiss. Her tongue slipped inside his mouth and tasted him. The werewolf’s power wasn’t scaring her.

It was turning her on.

Her hand fisted in his hair as she pulled him closer. Allison had enjoyed a handful of lovers in her life. The first few had been fumbling, the others more skilled.

Yet right then, she couldn’t remember any of their names. Couldn’t pull up their faces.

Only Cade.

She sucked on his lower lip. Heard his growl and felt her body tense in anticipation.

This wasn’t going to be some gentle ride. No sweet release.

Good. She wanted fire and passion. Wild pleasure.

Him.

Her lips slipped from his, and Allison kissed her way down his neck. His pulse raced beneath her lips, thudding in time with his heartbeat.

Blood.

She licked him. Bit lightly.

Blood.

Allison turned her head away, squeezing her eyes shut as she fought the dark impulse to drink from him. That wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted—

The bed shifted as he moved, sliding down her body. His fingers were rough, strong, as he pushed her thighs apart. Then those fingers were sliding up, stroking right over the core of her need, and a gasp broke from Allison’s lips.

“Look at me,” his growl.

Slowly, her eyes opened and her head turned toward him.

“What do you see…” His fingers pushed inside her. Stretched her. Thrust and made her want more. “When you look at me?”

She saw the man she wanted.

“Monster?” His fingers withdrew. Thrust deeper. Her hips lifted helplessly against him as she arched off the bed. “Or man?”

Allison licked her lips. “Man.” But what did he see? When he looked at her what—

“And I see the most f*cking beautiful woman I’ve ever met.” He pulled his hand back. Yanked open his jeans and positioned his cock at the entrance of her body. “Beautiful.”

He made her feel that way.

“I’m safe,” he told her, voice rough and deep as he fought to hold his desire in check, and his gaze seemed to burn even brighter. “Werewolves can’t carry any diseases. Neither can vamps.”

She already knew that, just as she knew pregnancy wasn’t a risk for her, not then. Could a vampire and a werewolf even have a baby together?

Cade waited at the entrance of her body. She felt the broad shaft of his cock and she wanted him inside but…

“No fear,” he told her.

Allison shook her head. She didn’t fear him. Right then, she just wanted him. “Now, Cade. Now.”

Her wolf smiled and drove into her. He filled her, so full and thick, and Allison realized that she’d forgotten to breathe. He stilled for a moment, letting her adjust, and when she tightened around him, wanting more, Cade withdrew—then thrust in again, harder.

Her nails dug into his shoulders. She wanted hard. Wild. Him.

Each slide of his flesh sent need twisting through her. Her sex was so sensitive, stretched, eager.

Pleasure beckoned just out of reach.

The bed squeaked in time with their rhythm. Thrust. Withdraw. Thrust. Stronger each time. Deeper. Wilder.

Allison laughed. It just felt good. He felt good. Her nails dug deeper. Her legs wrapped around him, pulling him closer.

Cade’s mouth was on her neck. No, not her neck, but right at the curve of her shoulder. She could feel the edge of his teeth.

Maybe she wasn’t the only one who liked to bite.

And…and she liked the feel of his teeth. Allison tilted her head back and pushed harder against him.

Harder.

The climax hit her, slamming right through her body so that her breath choked out and pleasure rocked her. Not gentle. Not easy. So fierce that the room dimmed. Aftershocks trembled through her sex as ripples of release tightened her around him.

And Cade came. She felt the hot release inside of her even as his teeth nipped at her shoulder. He shuddered and his hands held her so tight.

As if he’d never let go.

His heartbeat raced. She could feel it against her. Drumming far faster than hers ever could. He was so warm around her. Warm and strong and solid.

In his arms, she was safe. Nothing could hurt her. No one.

Not while she was in his arms.

He pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder and lifted his body as he stared down at her.

She didn’t want the moment to end. Not yet. Allison didn’t want to talk. Didn’t want to worry about what or who would be coming for them next.

Right then, she just wanted to pretend that the rest of the world didn’t matter. Just a man and woman—that’s all they were.

No monsters.

No darkness.

Just a man.

She pressed a kiss to his chest.

And a woman.

Cade began to thrust again.

***

She was gone. Cade knew he was alone even before his eyes opened. The bed felt cold. Allison’s scent was weak, barely hanging in the air.

She was gone.

Growling, he jerked up in bed. The woman never should have been able to give him the slip. If he hadn’t spent half the day screwing her until he fell into an exhausted sleep, she damn well wouldn’t have gotten away.