Page 44 of A Lion's Heart
“Marlee is the one who called the Outlaw Task Force on you. She’s the reason you’re locked in here now.”
The words continued and she reached up, grabbing hold of his wrists and then with all the force she could muster, pulled her mouth away from his.
“Who? What? I don’t understand,” she told him.
“I don’t either,” he whispered. “Not totally anyway. I just know that there are some shifters who experience this, while others do not.”
“No,” she said and shook her head. “I’m just a shifter. My job is to fight and design computer systems. I’m not—“
He kissed her again and Nisa felt like he was doing so to keep her quiet. She didn’t like that, but she didn’t stop him either. This time she lifted her hands to cup his face and when she was absolutely breathless from the kiss, she pushed his face away from hers.
“Why can’t we simply be attracted to each other? I’m a virgin, but I don’t wish to be any longer. Let’s just get this over with so we can both start thinking straight again,” she said.
“Nisa?”
“No,” she repeated, shaking her head once more. “Just this,” she continued. “Just you and me and just this.”
For a few nervous moments Nisa thought he would deny her. She thought all his talk ofcompanheiro connectionand body and soul was going to send him running. It was too serious—all that talk about connecting and committing. She didn’t want it. Not tonight anyway. Not after what she’d just been through.
With his hands on the top of her thighs, Decan’s thumbs brushed over the sensitive skin of her pussy. She sighed with relief, her eyes closing slowly before opening again.
“Is this what you want?” he asked.
His voice was husky, his eyes a crisp clear blue that seemed to cut right through her. To the parts of her that no one had ever seen before. Nisa dismissed how uncomfortable that made her feel and instead pulled his shirt so that the buttons popped off. He’d obviously removed his jacket while she was showering. That was just fine with her.
“This is what I want,” Nisa said and pushed the shirt down his arms in an effort to convince him and herself.
He had to move his hands from her in order to totally remove the shirt. Nisa did not like that but it gave her time to ditch the towel that was hindering her from feeling the touch of his skin directly on hers. She’d been craving that touch since he’d held her in the water. His mouth had been so hot on her then, even with the cool of the water on her back. He’d unbuckled his pants and was pushing them and his boxers down his legs when she grabbed him, pulling him to her as she locked her legs around his waist.
“Yeah,” he groaned and buried his fingers in her hair. “This is what I want too.”
Pulling her head back, he kissed her roughly this time, his teeth brushing over her lips sending a quick slice of pleasure/pain through her body. The unfamiliar sound that escaped from her must have been a green light for Decan because his nails scraped along her scalp as he sucked hungrily on her tongue.
She ran her fingers over his strong shoulders, up and down his bare back, pausing with a gasp at what she felt.
“What?” she asked in a breathy whisper.
He went totally still. So much so that if Nisa hadn’t felt and heard the quickened thumping of his heart she would have thought he’d died in her arms.
“It’s nothing,” he said.
But as he spoke he’d moved away from her mouth, dropping a chaste kiss on her shoulder.
“It feels like something,” she said still moving her hands over the parts of his back she could reach. “It feels like a lot of something.”
“You feel better,” he told her. “Every part of you feels so much better.”
As if trying to prove his point, Decan let his fingers slip from her hair down to her shoulders. He massaged her there and whatever thoughts Nisa had before his magical fingers had done the magical thing that relaxed her totally floated away. When his mouth touched the spot where he rubbed, she moaned. His kisses were lethal. The tiny bites that just barely pierced her skin were sinister. Her breasts felt full all of a sudden, her nipples hardened to a painful point.
He must have sensed that change in her as his kisses moved slowly—tortuously so—down her chest until he’d taken one tiny bud between his teeth. The other nipple was now between his fingers as he tugged and licked, then sucked and cupped. Nisa arched into him, her head hitting the small circular mirror above the sink.
“Yes,” he whispered over her skin, “you feel better than everything, Nisa. Better than I could have ever imagined.”
She’d taken her hands from his back to grip the sides of the vanity. It was small and she was certain it wasn’t built to accommodate her sitting on it and Decan doing what he was doing to her while she was sitting on it. He was taking full advantage of the fact that he now had unfettered access to her very naked and very sensitive body.
She’d closed her eyes to the sensations his mouth was sending through her body and so was barely aware of the fact that he seemed to be moving lower and lower. Until the second his fingers touched her pussy, separating her plump folds and his tongue flattened over her clit.
“Why does that feel so good?” she sighed and curled her toes. “I had no idea it would feel that good.”
