Rogue Shifter [High-Country Shifters 3] Page 10

  His thumb continued making small circles an inch from her cunt. He’d imperceptibly moved each sweep higher until his thumb bumped against her pussy lips.

  Open them. Take me.

  He leaned back and grinned. Damn. Had he heard her? Her breath caught.

  “Get on your back. I want to eat your pussy.”

  Chapter Ten

  There were no words more divine than “I want to eat your pussy.” Without hesitating, Amy lay on her back, spread her legs wide, and palmed the blanket, forcing herself not to grab him and pull him on top of her. She wished she’d learned more patience growing up.

  Malik managed to open her wider as he crawled between her legs. “You smell sweet.”

  He thumbed open her lower lips and leaned near. The anticipation was killing her. With the slowest tongue in the West, he licked her from bottom to top, somehow avoiding her clit. With one finger he danced around her pussy, poking and plucking. Juices flowed. The heat building inside her made it hard to keep her climax at bay. Malik needed to hurry up before she lost it.

  He must have sensed the urgency for he dipped two fingers into her hole and twirled them around. The relief she thought that would provide only magnified the ache coursing through her.

  She bunched the blanket in her fist and pressed her lips together. He must have seen her reaction because he lifted a hand and pinched her nipple hard.

  “Gaa.”

  The wonderful pain spread over her body and actually helped release some of the mounting tension. He let go but returned immediately to twist and pluck her other distended nub. More streaks pleasured her. She wiggled her hips in desperation.

  “Take it easy, honey. When I’m good and ready, I’m going to pack you so full of my cock you won’t know what happened. I’m going stretch you so wide, you’ll scream.”

  His promise only made her resolve weaken. Chaos swirled around her, and when he sucked on her throbbing clit, she did scream as her climax took hold, swung her around in a dizzying twirl, and let her fly.

  Her back arched, and she gave up on all the damn restrictions. Her fingers found their mark, and she branded his shoulders with her nails. He kept sucking and sucking until she collapsed in a limp puddle of erotic lust.

  He lifted his head and smiled. “I think you liked that.”

  The man was the epitome of understatement. It wasn’t the fact that she wasn’t supposed to talk, it was that the experience left her speechless. All she could do was nod.

  “Don’t think you’re done.”

  She held up a hand, meaning she needed a moment to catch her breath. He crawled up her body and nabbed a swollen tit in his mouth, setting her on fire once more. How this man managed to get her excited within seconds of her coming she didn’t know, but one touch was all that was needed for her to want him again.

  In a way, she was glad Cavon wasn’t here, because to concentrate on two men would have been near to impossible. Getting to enjoy just one of them was refreshing. Malik abandoned her nipple and trailed kisses between her breasts and up to the hollow of her throat. As he neared her chin, the growl in his chest increased.

  Needing to taste him, she licked her lips. He obliged a second later by threading his fingers through her hair and lifting her head to meet his mouth. They feasted on each other. When he opened up, she eagerly took him up on the invitation and dueled with his tongue. He slipped away and tickled the roof of her mouth. When they broke for air, they returned to kissing fast and furiously. His thumbs caressed her cheeks, and his hard cock nudged her opening.

  “Condom. In backpack.”

  “Skelak.”

  “I’ll get on the pill, I swear.” She hated the condoms, too, but they were a necessary evil.

  Malik got off her, dug through the pack, and retrieved the condom in no time. Since this was his third time using them, he’d become quite adept at tearing the foil and donning the rubber.

  “Now where were we?” He grinned, acting as if all was forgiven.

  Her heart nearly burst with joy. She loved who this man could be. He had so much potential in every aspects of his life.

  He bent over and nipped her lip. “Spread ’em wide, honey.”

  His very bad Western accent made her laugh, but she said nothing, and pressed her lips together instead. The moment he nudged open her pussy with his cock, she forgot everything they’d said between them.

  He drove into her and reached the end of her pussy in one long thrust, and his massive size stole her breath. He closed his eyes and held still, allowing her to accept the expansion. Rolling spasms rippled down her body, clamping her muscles onto his cock.

  “Don’t do that. I’m so on the edge.”

  She couldn’t help it. As if he was handling dynamite that would blow if he moved quickly, he eased out and slid right back in, igniting every cell along the way. Apparently, the rule where she couldn’t touch him was forgotten, because when she clasped his shoulders then ran her fingers over his muscular back, he didn’t say anything. She lifted her hips to greet him, and he took advantage of her lips and kissed her with more tenderness than she thought possible.

  He pulled out, and her mouth opened to complain.

  “Roll over. I want to be able to touch your tits.”

  She wanted that, too. He moved to the side and helped her onto her elbows and knees. Her pussy throbbed and pulsed from the ache of withdrawal. Malik slid behind her and eased his cock down her tight sheath in one fluid motion. As soon as he massaged her tits, he pounded in earnest. She didn’t know which part of her was more turned on. Was it her achy, swollen nipples or her convulsing, dripping cunt?

  Amy arched her back, stretching taut the tender crests, bursting with lust, loving how he pressed hard on the tips then released them. With each twist, she let out a groan as the heat soared to unbearable heights.

  “Honey, I’m so damned close.” He buried his head into her neck and inhaled.

  His groan further ignited her. The rampant pulses made her pussy clamp down hard on his cock, and he forged to the end, filling her body to the hilt. He shifted his hands from her swollen tits to her hips and let out a howl as he climaxed. As he staked his final claim, the powerful pressure broke through her sensual haze. She released all of her resolve and let her body spiral out of control. Electric sparks sizzled over her body as her climax claimed her, taking her up to the top of the highest mountain and pushing her off. She free floated all the way back to earth.

  Malik leaned his chest on her back and kissed her neck. How he had the sensitivity to know that one touch made her fall completely in love with him, she had no idea.

  He pulled out, and she almost whimpered from the loss. Having him wrapped around her body was the ultimate high.

  “I bet if you put on your suit, and I begrudgingly put on my briefs, we can get clean in the water.”

  “That sounds divine.”

  * * * *

  Amy floated around the hotel in a haze for the next week. The night shift manager had taken ill, so she split his shift with the third manager. Only once had she been able to visit her precious animals—the ones housed in cages, not the ones disguised as men. As for them, they’d stop in her office for a few minutes each morning then went off and did their thing. Cavon still worked three days a week at Martins, but he’d started his twice-weekly classes to get his certification to lead people into the wilderness. She couldn’t have been more proud of him.

  The night manager had finally called an hour ago to say he was healthy enough to come back to work. She was so tired it was even hard to rejoice. As soon she got her desk in order, she called Malik’s room, but he didn’t answer, so she called over at Martins Sporting Goods store and asked to speak with Cavon.

  “Von North speaking.”

  It took a moment for her to realize that Cavon must have shortened his name to Von. Where he got the last name she had no idea. “Hey, it’s Amy.”

  “Oh, hi. I miss you.”

  Wasn’t that nice to
hear. “I miss you, too.” She knew he was busy and didn’t want to keep him on the line too long. “My night manager is coming back to work tonight and I could use a little company. Are you and Malik up for going out to eat?”

  “I know I would. Did you ask my brother?”

  “He wasn’t in his room, but I’ll leave a note for him.”

  “Great. I get off work at five. How does six sound?”

  “Perfect.” That would give her time to shower, change the sheets on the bed, and maybe even catch a catnap. She chuckled at the image of a cat napping. Her two men never seemed to rest.

  As soon as the evening manager stopped by to tell her he was reporting for work, she wrote a note for Malik and went upstairs to deliver it. Since she didn’t know at which restaurant they’d like to eat, she told them she’d meet them in the hotel lobby at six.

  Amy was happy she only lived about ten blocks from the hotel. Not having to find a parking place worked out well as the tourists sometimes overwhelmed the town.

  Once she got home, she took a long, hot shower and let her mind wander to her men. If she closed her eyes, she could almost imagine them soaping up her body and rubbing their hands everywhere. Knowing Cavon, he’d be playing with her ass, probing her with a soapy finger while Malik would definitely be trying to stimulate her pussy as he tweaked her nipples. When her skin eventually pruned, she knew it was time to get out and get ready for her hot date.

  Tonight she decided to reward them and go braless. She debated not wearing any panties, but sitting might be uncomfortable. Once she was happy with her look, she enjoyed her walk back to the hotel. The air was clean and crisp and helped invigorate her.

  Inside, Cavon and Malik were waiting for her. She couldn’t have asked for two more handsome men.

  “Hey!” She rushed toward them.

  Cavon caught her first and lifted her up to his lips. His kiss was filled with enthusiasm. “You look stunning.”

  “Thank you.”

  “It’s my turn.” Malik tugged her away from Cavon, bent down and kissed her thoroughly.

  Good thing she wore panties. It helped absorb all those juices.

  “You two have any recommendations of where you’d like to eat?”

  “How about the Harmony Café? I went there for lunch with Cal, and it was good.”

  She often ate there for lunch. “Great.”

  As they exited the hotel, Jeremy and his dad were coming out of the bookstore next door, which the dad owned. He waved and came toward them. “Hey, Malik.”

  They stopped and waited for them. “Hello, Mr. Mitchell.” Amy hadn’t spoken with the man in a while, but when he’d helped her find a book, he’d been extremely knowledgeable. It was hard to believe he was a lion shifter. He was anything but an alpha hero. Maybe that’s why he ran a shop that had everything from crystals to books on how to be a psychic.

  “Malik, Jeremy here has been telling me how much you’ve helped him.” He wrapped an arm around his son’s shoulders, but from the way the boy tensed, it wasn’t something he wanted anyone to see. “I just wanted to thank you. I’ve seen a huge improvement in his attitude, and I have you to thank.”

  “Always nice to help out a fellow shifter.” At least he kept his voice low when someone passed them by.

  If the world got wind shifters really existed, this town would turn into a veritable zoo, and it wouldn’t be good.

  Jeremy stepped away from his father’s grasp, and the dad stepped closer. “Say, listen. I happen to have an empty warehouse and thought perhaps you might like to help train the boys some more. I’ve spoken with Richie’s and Darren’s parents and they’re willing to pay you for your time.”

  Amy held her breath waiting to see how he’d answer.

  Malik smiled. “That is incredibly generous of you to offer, but I’m trying to get away from all the fighting. You know what it’s like to have to be on guard twenty-four-seven. If you get careless even once, someone might die. Sorry. I just need a break for now. I’m sure you can find someone else to help the kids.”

  From the way Jeremy’s stomach caved in, he’d been begging his father to ask Malik to help them. The poor kid acted like he’d been betrayed. She couldn’t blame him. He worshipped Malik.

  The father glanced to the ground. “I understand. I came from there. It’s why I left.” He looked up again. “If you ever change your mind, the offer is always open.”

  “I’ll keep that in mind.”

  Those two turned around and headed down the street. She didn’t want to harp on Malik, but damn, she wished she understood what just happened.

  Cavon nudged him. “Hey, bro, why did you say no?”

  Thank you, Cavon, for asking.

  Malik shrugged. “What I told Jeremy’s dad was the truth. I know what would happen if I did train them. These kids would want some practical experience. That would lead to some real wolf confrontations, and I’m trying to take a break from that.”

  She couldn’t stand there and say nothing. “Malik, you are amazing with kids. Don’t tell me you didn’t love helping them.”

  “Hey, I admit it was a high.”

  “But?”

  “Now is not the time to delve back into the fray.”

  Gently, she extricated herself from his grasp. “You know, I just remembered I forgot to tell the night manager about this group of late arrivals. You two go on without me. We’ll catch up another time.”

  She couldn’t get away from Malik fast enough. He made her head spin.

  Chapter Eleven

  Malik watched Amy walk away. He had to go after her. Something wasn’t right, and he wanted to explain his reasoning.

  Cavon blocked his path. “Leave her be. Come on. Let’s get something to eat. We need to talk.”

  He didn’t like that holier than thou tone. He could smell a lecture coming on. “Why?”

  “Because you’re an idiot. You’re stupider than a wolf.”

  That was a low blow. “Why?”

  “We’ll talk inside. Give Amy some space.”

  Malik wasn’t sure he wanted to be the subject of an inquisition, but he did need to understand why Amy gave that bogus excuse to get away from him. Cavon always did have better people skills than he did.

  They crossed the street and entered the Harmony Café. The waitress told them to pick a seat, and Cavon smartly led them to a back booth.

  At least his brother waited until the waitress came over and took their drink orders before he started his lecture. If they’d served whiskey, he might have ordered that. As it was, his only choice was a soda or a beer. He chose the latter.

  After she delivered the drinks and took their food order, Malik leaned forward. “Tell me, oh wise one, how I’ve messed up.”

  Cavon shook his head. “She’s not going to buy into you playing games all the time. If this was a fling to her, she might think it’s cute, but she’s a forever girl. At some point she’ll want to see you for who you really are, which is someone who is naturally gifted at security and being an instructor.”

  “I need a break.”

  “Your break is going be from Amy, then.” He leaned forward. “Which, if you’re too stupid to notice, affects me, too!”

  “Shh.”

  Cavon drank some of his beer. “You used to be ambitious.”

  That was true. He relentlessly hunted the damned wolves and did everything in his power to protect the people of Anterra. “Like I keep telling you, it got old after a while.”

  “Maybe you could train people to work for Will and Gage. That way you wouldn’t have to fight.”

  He had wondered how those two would be able to run a company and patrol the border. They had no experience. They needed closet shifters, so to speak, to be ever vigilant. “That’s their job.” He leaned his elbows on the table. “Look, if Amy doesn’t like me for who I am, then I guess we can’t be together.” His gut soured at the possibility.

  “That’s where you are wrong, bro. She wants you for wh
o you are. It’s you who doesn’t know who you are. She should dump you. You’re messed up.” Cavon guzzled the rest of his beer. “Do you see yourself with Amy in, say, a year from now?”

  That was a stupid question. “If she’d have me, hell yes.”

  “Then why do you keep saying that you’re on vacation?”

  “It’s an expression.”

  Cavon pressed his lips together, a sure sign he was losing patience. “I’m betting Amy thinks you’ll be trotting right over to Anterra any day now and leaving her.”

  Was that true? Is that why she left in such a hurry? His gut soured. “I hadn’t thought about that. She should know I have no intention of leaving. I’m through with that life.”

  His brother must have sensed he wasn’t going to budge on his decision and changed the topic to his job at Martins Sporting Goods store. At least Cavon wasn’t putting himself in a position that would ever require him to fight. Malik glanced out the window.

  “She isn’t coming,” Cavon said.

  “I didn’t say she was.”

  “Then why do you keep turning around every time the bell above the door chimes?

  Caught.

  “Hopeful maybe?”

  Cavon waved for the check and pulled out cash. “Dinner’s on me.”

  “Thanks.” It had begun to bother him that he was using Lara’s money. He knew it wasn’t endless and that he should leave some for other shifters to enjoy their time on Earth.

  It was not quite dark when they left the restaurant, and he wasn’t in the mood to sit in the bar lounge or watch television. He needed to go for a run. As the two of them reached the front of the hotel, he motioned Cavon to go in.

  “I’m going to walk around for a while.”

  “Don’t go scaring any tourists.”

  His mouth opened. That had crossed his mind only one time. In the end, he decided to take a run in the forest. “I won’t unless I run into them in the woods.”

  Cavon had a damn smirk on his face as if his brother knew he needed to get some frustration out of his system. “And don’t go knocking on Amy’s door.”