Page 32 of A Lion's Heart
That word, in her voice…Decan wanted nothing more than to sink deep inside her at this very moment.
“If that’s what you want,” he replied without contemplating whether he should or what would happen if he did.
He moved a hand to the base of her neck, then up to bury his fingers in her soft, damp hair. He pulled her head back roughly, aroused further by the surprised look in her eyes and the quick lick of her tongue over her lips. He stared at her mouth, visualizing how delicious his cock would look moving in and out of it. On a hungry sigh Decan slammed his mouth over hers, his tongue thrusting deep into her mouth as her nails dug into the skin of his biceps. He kissed her until the warning bells were silenced in his mind. Until his lion was roaring with need and he thought he could hear her jaguar responding in turn. It was the strangest thing, and then…it wasn’t. He’d heard stories of cats knowing theircompanheirosbefore the human part of the shifter figured it out. It was an instant recognition causing the animals to be immediately drawn to each other in ways that the human sometimes could not explain. The bond was strong and tended to take over anything else.
Decan had certainly believed in thecompanheiroconnection, he just didn’t believe he would find one, not after everything he’d been through. Hell, he didn’t even know if he wanted one.
The sound of Nisa moaning just before she sucked his tongue deep into her mouth, had Decan giving up on any of those thoughts. All he could manage was the here and now.
Tearing his mouth away from hers wasn’t easy, but it was necessary. She looked up at him in question and he said only one thing, “I’ve got you.”
She looked like she trusted those words and when he lowered her back into the water, she went willingly. He stretched her body out the same way she’d been when she was floating and then quickly moved around her once more, until he could lift her legs and place them on his shoulders. Her bottom lip now caught between her teeth, Nisa stared up at him while moving her arms under water to stay afloat. Her nipples poked through the water’s surface. His cock throbbed at the sight and his hands tightened on her calves.
“I’m not an easy shifter,” he said, his voice gruff. “When I take, I take it all.”
“Take me,” she told him, her eyes blinking and changing to the golden hue of her cat. “Take me, now.”
Decan pulled her up even closer and almost smiled when he realized she was in tune with his thoughts. He lowered his head and touched his mouth to the waiting heat of her pussy.
She tensed and whispered something incoherent just as he used his tongue to separate her folds. Letting his hands fall, Decan placed them at the base of her back for further support. The action also brought her closer, an effort his cat greatly appreciated as he flattened his tongue and licked her from her clit back to her entrance, delving so deep inside her, she squirmed in his arms. Her scent was everywhere now, sifting quickly through his nostrils, over his tongue, slipping down his throat. His cat purred at the delicious bliss unfolding. The man pressed his face further, until he felt as if he might be drowning in her.
She arched her back, moving her head from side-to-side, causing ripples in the water as he continued. Licking and thrusting his tongue inside of her, sucking and enjoying. Her thighs convulsed as Decan pursed his lips and pulled her clit into his mouth. She trembled all over and when he figured her climax had completely taken her, Decan shifted, moving so that he could hold her upright in his arms once more. He kissed her again, letting her taste herself on his lips. Letting his senses attempt to return to normal. She’d tasted sweet and felt like a slice of heaven as she’d thrust her hips to meet his ministrations. He held her tightly against him, keeping his eyes closed so as not to let the outside in. That would be a mistake, he knew. The questions, the warnings, the reality of how badly he’d messed up was waiting for him the second he opened his eyes. So he kept them closed, kept his hands on her skin, his tongue rubbing languidly against hers and he enjoyed.
For once in Decan’s thirty-one years, he enjoyed being with a woman. With this woman.
What did one say after that?
How was she supposed to act now that he’d…or rather they’d…?
Decan’s reaction was to hurry them back to land and shift. It was quick and bewildering. Almost as fast as he’d finally ended their kiss and moved them through the water. For a second Nisa wondered if he’d scented danger, but when she let her mind go clear long enough to try and scent something on her own, she came up with nothing. So this was officially his reaction to the undeniable pleasure he’d just brought her?
Okay, well she would simply follow suit. For now.
She shifted and they ran back in the direction they’d come until they were once again at the entrance to Oasis. She moved faster this time, dressing in the leggings and t-shirt she’d worn and slipping on her shoes. Decan was just pulling his shirt down over his head when she turned around to face him.
“You don’t have to try to figure out a way to tell me that this changes nothing. I already know that. We’ll go inside and to our separate rooms and I’ll be at breakfast with you and Jace in the morning,” she told him.
He let out a breath as his hands fell to his side. “We’re in no position for these types of changes. And I’m not sure you should attend the meeting tomorrow.”
Nisa nodded. “The changes I want to make will require me to attend that meeting.”
When he was going to say something else, she raised a hand to stop him.
“As you probably know from watching me all those months, I’m pretty tuckered out after a run. So this is where I leave you,” she said and then turned to open the access door. Because, unlike the one last night, this was one she could open.
She didn’t want him to say anything else, didn’t know how she would react if he did. She’d told him the truth. She wanted him. He’d given her a bit of pleasure as a preamble? Or as a parting gift? She wasn’t certain. However, what she was clear on was that she would not stand there and beg for more, no matter how much she wanted it. Pride was oftentimes a bitch.
He followed her through the door and stuck right behind her as they moved to the elevator and then she went to her room. Nisa did not speak to him again, nor did she turn to look at him. He’d given her something no other man had given her. Sure, she’d mastered providing her own orgasms by the time she’d turned sixteen, but this time was totally different. Never had she felt the pleasure traveling so fiercely through her entire body. And while her virginity was still intact, she felt like the super orgasm was enough. Right?
Even if it wasn’t, to her cat’s dismay, it was all they would have because Decan was clearly intent on only doing his job from this point on. She was too for that matter, so madam cat would just have to deal with that. Nisa was adamant about that fact as she kicked her shoes off and dropped down onto the bed, thrusting a pillow firmly between her legs in an attempt to quell the still throbbing need.
