I braced myself on the crisscrossing logs of the headboard, a wordless cry pushed out of me as he buried himself to the hilt. He usually took more time, but I didn’t want that tonight. As much as I adored the slow and methodical approach that drove me to the brink, made me beg and come apart under his focused attention, sometimes a girl just wanted to get railed senseless.
Caden fucked hard, the slap of skin on skin impossibly loud above my labored breathing. My nails bit into the wood beneath my hands. Hunger snaked up my spine and Caden leaned over me. A deep, threatening growl rumbled against my skin. Goosebumps flared to life as his teeth held me in place by the curve of my throat. Panic and pleasure sang through me, an intoxicating swell that hit me like a drug and knocked me breathless.
“Fuck,yes,” I gasped, shuddering as I squirmed, and found myself unable to gain an inch without risking the points of his fangs.
He reached around and it took only a few strokes of my clit to send me over the edge.
Caden held me immobile, hips snapping against me as he came. My whole body pulsed to the beat of my orgasm before he lowered me to the bed as it tapered off. I shivered as he wrapped around me, his mouth teasing up my throat.
Better?
I let out a contented hum and snuggled closer. I should go wash up, but my limbs felt like lead and I had no great desire to move.
If Caden could keep fucking me like this, I’d probably forget we were being hunted. An impatient whine sounded from the main room now that we’d gone quiet. Heat flushed my cheeks.
Seth definitely heard us.
I hadn’t been remotely quiet and somehow I wasn’t upset about it. I should have been, or at least embarrassed, but as I waited for the emotion to surface, it lay silent.
I pulled on one of the robes provided—a cozy flannel—and slipped out of the bedroom toward the bathroom to shower. I caught Seth’s gaze as I crossed the brief distance and tried to ignore the rush of heat those panther eyes invoked.
The hot water was a welcome relief. It washed away sweat and worries in equal measure. I took my time scrubbing down since I had no idea when we’d have to run and what the amenities would be like in the next location. Might as well take advantage of luxuries while we had them.
My thoughts bounced around like a shaken box of Ping-Pong balls. Caden was the perfect distraction from the darker ones—the thing hunting us and the woman outside only I could see—but he didn’t help distract me from the concerning rise in tingles that came when Seth slipped into my thoughts too.
Fucking dream.
It wasn’t my fault they were so similar. How was I supposed to look at Seth and not feel anything when looking at Caden turned me into a puddle? I liked Seth’s snappiness and wit. The only thing I didn’t like was that he’d apparently hurt Caden and I didn’t know what was involved or how bad it had been. I should have felt a lot guiltier than I did, but it wasn’t like I was planning to walk out there and ravish Seth on the breakfast table.
Need buzzed over my skin.
If my body could cooperate and calm down, that would be great. Fear kink really fucked a girl up sometimes. Caden found out the fun way what horror movies do to me, and now we were living in one. I sighed. It was going to be a long road trip if this kept up. Caden would reap all the benefits of my being a horny mess, which was alotof fun for me, but running for our lives was really not the time.
I let my forehead rest against the tile, taking a second to breathe before finishing up. Not eager to face either of them, I lingered in the bathroom, combing my damp hair smooth, applying lotion to all the bits I could reach, and brushing my teeth.
I stepped out refreshed, wrapped only in the flannel robe. Seth was at the window in his small form, his fluffy booty sticking out between the curtains. Caden was in the kitchen, brewing some coffee. Pale light peeked around the edge of the curtains.
“It’s morning?” I asked.
“Barely,” Caden replied.
Lo, is she still outside?
I wandered over to where Seth was surveying the outside world. I pulled the fabric back an inch and looked out to the woods. The woman was still there. Was she waiting? For what?
“I think I should go talk to her.”
“No.”
No.
Both protests sounded simultaneously.
I rolled my eyes and bent down to dig through the tote bags I’d brought. While I had no idea of the effectiveness of any of my tools, I pulled out a tiger’s eye pendant with a protective sigil carved into it, and I looped it over my neck. I got dressed in my leggings, tank top, and sweater and pulled on my shoes.
“You’re not going out there.” Caden stood between me and the door. “You’re the one who told me the rules of these mountains. Don’t look in the trees. If you hear something, no you didn’t. If you see something, no you didn’t. Why would you ignore that now?”
“I don’tknow. I feel like I need to go. Besides, if she’s dangerous, why isn’t she trying to get inside?”