Page 87 of Griffin Undone
Kat leaned close until her lips brushed mine. In her eyes I saw a strength, a surety I hadn’t witnessed in her before. It had nothing to do with her physical state and everything, I suspected, to do with the decision she’d made back in her apartment tonight—right before it all went to hell.
I pushed the memory away.
“I need you,” Kat said softly. Her lips pressed against mine, opened, and without conscious thought I pushed my tongue inside. At the taste of her, hunger hit me, so deep it was a bottomless pit sucking me down into the endless dark.
I didn’t want to be anywhere else.
Kat gripped my bare shoulders, her nails digging in. I didn’t care. I ravished her with my lips, my tongue, my teeth. My hands roamed her body, stroking and molding and squeezing just to be sure she was truly here, with me, alive. I was being too rough, too impatient, but Kat met me move for move. The urgent pulsing of her pelvis over mine told me exactly how much she needed this, needed me.
Still I couldn’t forget the way she’d looked just hours ago. I reached up and cupped her jaw, forcing her to slow, to savor, to be in this moment rather than rushing along to the next. Velvet-soft skin slid along my calloused palms as she smiled, then opened for me again. I licked into her, long, languid strokes designed to tantalize, entice. Kat moaned around my tongue, met me with slow sucks and licks of her own, teasing me back into her mouth for more.
When I sat up straight, uncertainty flickered in her shadowed eyes. It cleared when I grasped her hips, holding her tight against me as I stood. “Hold on,” I whispered in her ear. With inhuman speed I rushed down the hall with her, into her bedroom, and laid her back onto the bed. She might feel fine, but I needed her comfortable, relaxed. And hungry.
I gripped the button of her jeans, met her eyes. Saw her need for me, for this.Fuck yeah.
We worked together to get rid of the rest of her clothes until her creamy skin glowed bare in the moonlight. I stripped my pants and joined her on the bed. Kat moaned, rubbing along my body like the feline I’d named her, the heat of flesh on flesh sparking the fire inside me even higher. I shook with the need for more, the need for her, every bit of her.
I’d taught myself not to need, but Kat was more than I could deny myself. I could manage to take my time, though—barely.
With the lightest touch I traced her collarbone, the valley between her breasts, the high mounds of flesh that shimmied with the pounding of her heart. The closer I moved to her nipples, the faster Kat’s breath came, until that final moment when fingertips met thumb around one hard peak and her breathing stopped completely. Kat arched hard into the touch, her fingers digging into my hips. I answered the call by rolling the sensitive tips, one at a time, squeezing and tugging to the rhythm of her moans and cries. The evidence of her hunger drove mine ever higher.
I wanted to own her, swallow her whole, wrap her up and force my way inside until I couldn’t tell where I ended and she began. The instinct called forth my animal, who purred behind my breastbone. The griffin wanted to hold our female too, and released his wings from the slits in my back. Kat’s pupils flared wide, and she gasped at the rush of air as the wings unfurled, at the feel of silk encasing our bodies. Soft feathers brushed along her skin, taking my place as I slid down her body, kissing, licking, petting. When I came face-to-face with the most feminine part of her, I sucked in the heady scent of her desire, drew her legs apart, and then my mouth was on her, her taste and heat a part of me, sinking deep into my being where it could never be erased.
Kat gripped my head and angled her hips toward me, letting my tongue reach deeper, my lips suck harder. Her clit peaked, seeking my attention, and I gave it lavishly. Soon she was rolling against my tongue, her begging fading into nothing more than ragged sounds, and still I refused to stop, chasing her release with complete focus until she exploded against my mouth.
Only then did I roll onto my back, guiding Kat’s limp body with me as I settled on the mattress, my wings spread wide beneath us. Kat’s legs fell to either side of my thighs, her wet feminine lips centered on my greedy erection. My cockhead nudged her clit, and Kat cried out my name as she arched above me.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Straddling my lap, her hips rocking her opening against my hard cock, head thrown back…fuck, she was beautiful. Pleasure deepened the flush of her cheeks, the green in her eyes, the pink of her nipples. I cupped her breasts, kneading and plucking until she was frantic once more, her thighs straining as she rubbed against me. “Arik!”
“Take me, Kitty Kat. Just like this. Take me inside and let me feel you,” I demanded. If she didn’t, I would die.
Kat opened her eyes, staring into mine. I could see that she understood the enormity of what I was asking. Taking me bare didn’t guarantee a pregnancy—Archai females ovulated only rarely, helping to space the possibility of birth over their long lives. A newly triggered female could go ten years before ovulating. But nothing was guaranteed. Still, I needed to feel her, needed her to give me everything, including the gift of releasing my seed inside her.
Kat leaned down to plant her hands just above my shoulders, coming closer and closer and closer until her mouth just touched mine. The angle on my shaft caused my eyes to roll back in my head, but I couldn’t miss her words. “Well,” she whispered against my lips, “if you say so.” And with a twist of her hips, she centered herself at the head of my erection and slipped down around me.
Fuck. Just…fuck.Kat’s body enveloped me, stretched so, so tight it was difficult to breathe. Her gaze was still locked on mine, and it was like falling into forever. Everything stilled, including us, and all I could do was whisper her name in the depths of my mind.
Kat rubbed her lips over my mouth, opened me with her tongue. The feel of her pressing into me, a mimic of my body in hers, broke the stillness. All-consuming need swept through me, a dragon breathing fire and lust. I answered its demand. Hands gripping tight at Kat’s waist, I thrust up and pulled her down, up, back down even harder. The glorious push of my cock deeper and deeper dragged gasps from us both. Not until the tip nudged the mouth of her womb did I pause, and even then, I couldn’t resist grinding into her just that little bit more.
Kat’s legs tightened, clutching at my hips as if desperate to keep our bodies close. She surrounded me in every way that counted, and I only wanted more. Her gaze was locked on mine, her beautiful green-brown irises liquid rings around her expanded pupils. Those inky depths drew me, a mystery I would never be able to solve—but I wanted to. So much.
“Arik, please.”
There it was, that same yearning in her, the need to go deeper, to be closer than we were even now, bodies desperately intertwined. Without thought, I let my fangs descend, clasped Kat’s nape, and drew her down to my bite. Her lifeblood swept across my tongue, and her longing pulled at my spirit, almost as if she was reaching for me with her soul. Closing my eyes, I devoured both, wanting with all of myself to fill and be filled.
And in that very moment, a link clicked into place.
Instantly every crevice of my soul flooded with light. Every hidden truth unveiled itself. Every part of me laid itself bare to the matebond, and as the agony and ecstasy of it exploded through my skull, Kat choked. All that she was, all she had ever been, blasted through me, nothing hidden, nothing sacred. Our souls blended in a moment of perfect unity that shoved us both into sudden, violent climax.
Kat arched into me as if her heart fought to leave her chest and enter mine. She cried out, eyes glazed, her body strangling my shaft. My hot seed poured into her, one unbearably fierce pulse after another. The orgasm seemed unending, pulling pleasure from deep in my core at the same time it filled me almost beyond bearing. Dragging my gaze away from hers was impossible—she was my only focus, the only thing that existed as my world realigned itself with her.
“Arik?” Kat’s voice stretched thin, on the brink of snapping. “What— God—” She convulsed again, and this time it was I who cried out.
Amatebond.Kat, my mate.
What the fuck had I done?
Kat’s shock shone plainly in her dilated eyes and the sweat gathering on her pale skin as the pleasure came to another soul-shattering peak, held there for so long I thought I’d die, then crashed. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Couldn’t find a way out.
