One Insatiable(23)

He blinks up at me, confusion in his green eyes.

I don’t wait for more. I grab my water bottle and run down the hillside, back in the direction of my house. I’m not sure if I’ve changed my mind about him. I need a little distance to decide what this means.

Twilight is breaking when I get back to my house. The entire way back, I felt him behind me, following me. I looked back a few times and caught the dark shadow of his panther form.

He’s watching over me, and the surge of happiness it sends through my chest forces a smile from my lips in spite of myself. I might want to resist him for fear he’ll trap me in Woodland Creek, but I can’t deny what he is. I go straight to my room and strip off my clothes before stepping into the shower.



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Koa


Mercy’s safely in her parent’s mansion, and I do a quick check of the perimeter. Nothing is out of order, and I don’t scent any supernatural beings. Going back to my spot from last night, I get comfortable and wait. Once she’s settled in bed, I’ll head back to town and get some rest. If I’ve got to work tomorrow, I can’t spend the night on the cold ground again. It was bad enough losing last night and today. I have to trust she’s safe inside her home.

My eyes open about an hour later, and I realize I’m no good to her out here. I’m satisfied nothing is threatening, and I take off, running quickly back to the garage apartment. The neighborhood is quiet when I shift back and grab my church clothes from behind the steps.

Upstairs, I run a quick shower. I linger a moment under the spray, but I’m too tired even to jack off thinking about her. I shut off the water and towel dry before crossing the small space and collapsing on the double bed. I’m asleep before I even think to lock the door.

It’s so dark when I open my eyes, it takes me a moment to register the quiet hiss of rain outside. That’s not what woke me. Something is in my room. I sit up, but the moment I inhale, I know who it is.

“Where are you?” I say softly.

The faintest hint of blue-violet light shimmers at the foot of my bed, and I can just make out her form in the darkness. I know she’s nude, and I wish for moonlight. I want to see her beautiful body.

“How did you get past the door?” My voice is a rumble in the darkness.

Hers is a soft whisper. “It wasn’t locked.”

“Why did you come here?”

“To apologize for what I said.” She rounds the corner of the bed to the side where I’m lying. I can just make out the curve of her breast. “I was afraid.”

“Why?” My fingers ache to touch her.

“My entire life is focused on leaving Woodland Creek. I was afraid you’d ruin my plans.”

Fatigue gone, I’m on edge, desire tight in my stomach. “How could I do that?”

“Because I want so much to be with you again.”

It’s all I needed to hear. I rip back the covers and pull her naked body against mine as I claim her beautiful mouth. Her soft breasts smash against my chest, and I roll her so she’s under me, pinned by my huge physique.

She struggles to get her arms free. I let her, but she doesn’t push me away. She puts her hands on my cheeks and pulls me to her, kissing me harder like before, like our first night in the meadow.

Catching the top of her head, I pull her hair back, tilting her chin upward so I can dip down and pierce her skin. She trembles in my arm, letting out a little moan as I taste her blood. She’s not lying to me. She’s changed. Something very surprising has changed in her, in both of us, and I release her hair so our eyes can meet.

The clouds move apart and light filters in through the windows. It’s not a full moon, but it’s enough that I can see her eyes round and glowing blue. Neither of us speaks; we only look in each other’s eyes. Now that there’s light, I roll away onto my side so I can see her body in my bed.

She watches as I slide the back of my finger from my mark at her neck, over her collarbone, and down the soft swell of her breast. Her nipple hardens, and I pause, circling the tip of my thumb around it. Another little shiver, and her back arches, bringing her closer to my touch.

I blink back up to her eyes, and they’re darker now. Her lip is clamped hard between her teeth, and her skin glistens. My erection aches for her wet heat, but I want to go slow. I’ve been thinking about this for days, thinking I might never touch her body again. She was lost to me. Now she’s found, and I want to take my time with her.

Flattening my palm against her stomach, I spread my fingers over her torso, before sliding them down, curling my longest into her when I reach her core. Her eyes roll closed with a moan. She’s so wet. Her head drops back as she slides the length of her body against mine. Her beautiful breasts bounce along the ripples of my chest.

“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper, working my fingers in and out as my thumb circles her clit.

A slim hand fumbles to my dick, and I feel her grasp me, pumping my shaft up and down. Her fingers don’t meet around me. I’m too thick, and for a moment I think I ought to have been gentler our first time. Then I remember how hard she slammed her ass against my torso once I was inside her. A little smile, and I decide it was okay.

“Koa?” It’s a soft gasp.

“Yes, beautiful thing?” I’m savoring every second of this encounter like a fine wine or an expensive dessert. I want to remember it always.