Khan (Bowen Boys, #2)(56)
The lake was manmade, but no less beautiful. He sat on the edge of it and watched her walk around the bank next to him. She sat too and leaned her head against his. He could smell her now that they had stopped running, and he nipped at her muzzle. When she stood up, he came up behind her and put his paws to her shoulder. She dropped down, but not without snarling at him. His blood heated at her response.
No words were needed between them. It was as if they had been together forever. And Khan wanted forever with her. He pressed her down with his weight and felt her respond to him. As soon as she moved for him, he entered her deep and sank his teeth into her to hold her down.
Christ, he was so close already. He quickened his pace, knowing that as soon as he came in her, he was going to shift and take her again, this time as himself. As soon as she reared up and pressed back against him, he came. His cat snarled against her throat, and she back at him. Still, he wanted more of her.
“Shift,” he commanded her, and watched as her body went from cat to human in one fluid motion. He nearly forgot to shift himself and was glad he waited when she lay before him naked. He buried his muzzle in her * and tasted her.
“Yes,” she screamed at him as he lay down and drank more from her. He could taste her cream mixed with his cum and he wanted more. He flicked his tongue in her sheath and moaned. He wanted her to come this way, come in his mouth and let his cat taste all of her.
His cock was hurting, but he knew she was going to give him what he wanted. Her body was soaking him and the more he drank, he found he wanted more. When she screamed out her release, Khan lapped at her until he couldn’t take it anymore. As soon as he pulled from her, he shifted and fell on top of her.
His cock entered her hard and when she wrapped her legs around him, he reached beneath her and tilted her more. He was as deep as he’d ever been. When she buried her nose in his shoulder, he felt his balls tighten. When she bit him, and he knew she would, he was going to come hard.
Her tongue teased him; her body heated him. Khan cupped her ass even as her teeth scraped along his throat. She was killing him, and he was more than willing to go this way. When her teeth sank deep in him, he slid his finger into her ass and felt his cock explode.
When her body tightened around him, his finger in her ass moved almost of its own accord. He felt her scream around his throat, her release as powerful as his own. Khan emptied himself in her over and over until he could feel his body drained. When he dropped over her, she came again, a small tremor that left him limp. Closing his eyes for a moment, he heard her giggle.
“You’re wonderfully warm, but my ass is getting cold.” He looked around and grinned at her. “Can you please roll to your back for a little while so I can thaw out?”
He stood up, pulling from her body reluctantly. Helping her to stand, he held her in his arms, rubbing his hands up and down her back to warm her. She looked up at him and he kissed her nose.
“I didn’t think about the cold when I was deep inside of you. We should have brought a blanket.” She snorted. “Okay, we should have brought two, but I’ve never wanted you like that before.”
“Nor I you.” She pulled away and started walking back to where they’d left their clothes. “Do you suppose we should have undressed here and then ended up here again? Might have saved us from walking through the forest—hey.”
He shifted and ran past her. She came up behind him as her cat a few seconds later. They played a sort of tag all the way back to the spot where they’d started. As they dressed, he couldn’t seem to stop touching her. They went into the house just when breakfast was being served.
Chapter Twenty
“Push, Caitlynne. Push and we’ll have our baby.”
Caitlynne glared at the doctor, then looked up at Walker. He was going to pay for this, he knew. He kissed her nose.
“I’m so not ever having another baby. You want them, you have it.” She pushed through another contraction, and he handed her a teaspoon full of ice for her efforts. “And when this is over, if it ever is, I want dinner. A steak with all the trimmings.”
He nodded. “Anything else? Maybe a pie for dessert? Or would you like a cake or two?”
She glared and pushed again when Doctor Edgar Hailing told her to. Walker was baiting her. He had to. She pushed better when she was pissed, and he was worried about how long this had been taking. So was Edgar.
“One more, darling, and you’ll have your son. Big one too, I’d say.” Caitlynne looked at him, and he put his hand over her mouth before she could blast the poor man again.
“Behave or you won’t get anything but a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.” She growled low, startling the doctor. “Behave.”
Once more she pushed, and delivered their son. All ten pounds and four ounces of him. When Edgar laid him at her breast, the baby began rooting around looking for his lunch. As soon as he found her nipple, he latched onto it as if he’d been doing it for years instead of this being his first time.
Caitlynne looked up at him, and Walker fell in love with his wife all over again. He kissed her mouth as the baby continued to eat. Touching his little head, he looked at his father and their bond was established. Father and son would be able to communicate even at his age. He sent his son his love.
“You going out to tell them about our kid?”
He was holding him now and didn’t want to give him up just yet. He shook his head.