Savage Instinct (12 page)

Aiden took a deep breath and walked into the lion’s den.

Chapter
Twelve

Nydia stood at the kitchen counter, not bothering to look
up when Aiden walked back inside.  She could see he wasn’t limping, that was
for sure.

She spritzed a green cleaner on the counter and rubbed at
an imaginary spot while he tread lightly.

Every ounce of frustration and anger surged through her
body at that moment, rising to the surface at the only target in the room—Aiden.

“Nydia,” he said quietly.

She released a huff of air and dropped her towel on the
counter, facing him.  “How dare you come out there and butt into my business.  You
had no right to do that.  I could have handled the situation without your help
and without making him so mad.”

Aiden swallowed, stopping just outside the kitchen.  “I
couldn’t stand by and listen to him threaten you and cuss at you.  You deserve
better than that.”

“You don’t know what I do or don’t deserve.  You had no
right to come out there and…and insinuate that we’ve been…sleeping together.  You
made me look like a whore.  And you certainly didn’t have the right to steal a
kiss from me the way you did.”

Aiden arched an eyebrow.  “Sweetheart, I didn’t steal a
kiss.  You can’t steal something that is given willingly.  You were more than a
willing partner in that moment.  In fact, I’m pretty sure you would’ve dry
humped me in the front yard right in front of good ol’ Richard.  All you were
concerned with at the moment was how good it felt to be kissed by a real man.”

Her mouth dropped open.  She snapped her lips back together
in an angry purse, her shoulders shaking with anger.  “I wasn’t willingly
kissing you.  I was caught off guard or I would have slapped your face.”

The very idea, the gall!  She’d never acted like she wanted
anything from him except his hasty departure from her house.  That he took her
doctoring him as an invitation to invade her life was beyond rude and
unbelievable.

Nydia glared at the man who accused her of wanting his kiss.
 How on earth could she have wanted him do that in front of Richard?  Did Aiden
think that he was so irresistible that all women would simply swoon at his feet
should he place his lips on theirs?

“You know you liked the kiss and you wanted it.  I may be
working class instead of a white collar like the jerk that just drove away, but
I can promise you that you would be lucky to have me warming your bed at night.
 With a real man you wouldn’t have to put up with insults or nights of crying
yourself to sleep from frustration.”

Nydia brushed past him on the way out of the kitchen,
heading to her bedroom to close him out.  “So you think I’d be lucky to have a
rude, whiney man that doesn’t know when an argument doesn’t concern him in my
bed?  You can’t care for yourself, you are helpless and demanding, and you are
rude!  I have half a mind to take you home right now and leave you there to
fend for yourself!”

Aiden crossed the hall in two long strides.  He was on her
before she could seek escape in her bedroom.  Spinning her around, he trapped
her against the doorjamb with his large body.  Grabbing her under the chin, he tilted
her face upward and crushed his mouth against hers.

The contact of his lips and the press of his chest was so
sudden and powerful, it left her stunned to do anything more than suck in a
harsh breath through flared nostrils.  Fighting him wasn’t an option.  He
pushed her against the doorjamb to her bedroom.

With fluid skill, he caught her wrists in one hand and
pinned them above her head, elongating her body and leaving her wide open for
him.  Her breasts seemed to have swollen.  Her nipples pricked through her bra,
straight into her shirt like hard points of need.

She couldn’t seem to breathe with his mouth sawing over
hers, warming her insides and turning her to mush.

As if he had the right, he cupped one breast with his free
hand while he pushed at the seam of her mouth with his tongue.  He nipped her
lip, startling her with the sudden, light sting of pain.  The simultaneous
assault on her senses made her gasp.  Victorious, he thrust his tongue to
ravage the inside of her mouth.

She’d thought herself overwhelmed before.  Having him
inside her, even if it was her mouth, was so much more than she’d ever
expected.  No man had ever kissed her like this before.  She could taste his
passion, savage and overwhelming.

No man had ever made her feel like this before.

She felt like she was being consumed by fire from the
inside out.

He rubbed his body against her, letting her feel his
erection as he stroked her tongue, rubbing sensuously against her.  Feeling
that hard jutting cock against her soft mound made her insides weep with
arousal.

Tingles of desire coursed through her body, making her
delirious with need.  Or maybe it was the lack of oxygen.  She felt dizzy with
it, as if the world spun around them both.

She shuddered, sucking against his tongue, unable to deny
her need to taste him any longer.

Wild, raw hunger enveloped her.  She fought against the
hand manacling her wrists, desperate to touch him.  He emphasized his powerful
arousal by grinding against her cleft.  She whimpered into his mouth.

He seemed to like that.

Aiden kissed her harder, rubbed firmer against her, like he
could meld them into the doorframe.

His breathing was ragged against her face.  Finally,
starved for air, he tore his mouth from hers, kissing down her mouth and along
her jaw to her ear.

“A man knows when a woman needs to be kissed,” he murmured
hoarsely into her ear.  The hot puffs of air tickled her, making her shiver.

“I want a lot more than that,” she gritted out.

“I know you do,” he said, stroking a hand down her waist
and pushing his hand into the waistband of her jeans until he found her
slippery clit.  He made a grunt of satisfaction.  “You’re wet.”

“Stop stating the obvious,” she gritted out, raising on her
tiptoes when he fingered her pussy.  “You did this to me.”

“I know I did, baby,” he said, again with a satisfied tone
to his voice.

She should’ve resented it.  Instead, something about the
low, almost growling quality of his tone made tingles of pleasure zing through
her center.

His hand pushed further down, parting her wet folds until
he could tease the edges of her hole.  The moment that first calloused, hard
digit invaded her space, she knew she’d lost her tenuous hold on sanity.

All she wanted was to feel him inside her.  Now.

She was tired of waiting.

“I didn’t think the ice princess could melt so easily,” he
murmured before tugging her earlobe with his teeth and curling a finger into
her cunt to rub some pleasure spot.  “You’ve melted all over my hand,
princess.”

“Oh,” she breathed gustily.  “You’re a clit tease,” she
ground out.

Releasing her wrists, he whirled her around and rubbed
himself against her buttocks, unbuttoning her jeans and hurriedly pulling the
zipper down.  She gripped the wood molding, needing something to support her. 
Her knuckles and hands stressed with her tight grip.  He nibbled the crook of
her neck and shoulder, shoving his hands inside her panties to fondle and tease
her mercilessly.

She practically jumped back against him, assaulted by his
fingers.

“Tell me you don’t like that and I’ll tell you you’re a
liar,” he said harshly against her neck. “I’m so fucking hot for you, baby.  My
cock’s about to explode if you don’t let me inside you.”

She nodded, biting her lip, unable to answer.

He walked her inside her bedroom, pushing her from behind
and unwilling to let go of her waist.  Did he think she was going to run away?

Nydia’s knees felt weak.  Her legs wobbled.  She collapsed
on the bed on her knees, barely raising up before he was on top of her,
crushing her into the mattress.

She moaned, feeling his trapped cock pressing hard against
her ass and his hands ripping her shirt up over her head.  Cool air fanned
against her feverish skin.

He lifted off her and whirled her around on the bed to face
him.  The masterful way he moved her made her shiver.  She looked up into his
green eyes, seeing his desire mirror her own in the luminous depths.  The wild
look in his eyes should have frightened her away.  Instead, it only seemed to
increase the wetness spilling from her loins.

He raked his gaze down her chest, settling on her bra. 
“This needs to come off.  Now.  I want to taste these chocolate kisses.  I’ve
been dreaming about sucking your tits since I first saw you.”

Her cunt spasmed with pleasure.  She bit her lip again.  “Stop
talking to me.  It’s too sexy.  I can’t stand it,” she said, twisting in the
bed so she could get her bra off.

She took too much time, apparently.  Aiden gave a growl and
snaked a hand behind her, snapping the fasteners loose with disturbing ease.

Her breasts jounced out of her bra, and then he was on her
again, crushing her into the softness of the bed while his hot mouth covered
one dark nipple.  Seeing his lush, pink lips close over the darkness of her
breast was too much.

She arched her head back, moaning as he suckled the tip. 
Sensation spiraled through her chest, tingling along her nerves until she felt
like a bundle of raw need.

She gasped, dragging her hands through his dark brown hair
and cradling his head closer, unwilling to allow herself surcease from the
torment of his sensual mouth.  He groaned and pinched her nipple with one hand,
fingered her clit with the other.

Nydia tried to close her thighs on him, to keep from
feeling so much, so soon, but he wouldn’t allow her to shut him out.  Dragging
his mouth from her breast, he nibbled a path to the other one.

His lips tickled the sensitive skin, heightening her desire.

“Chocolate never tasted so sweet, baby.  You could drive a
man insane with your gorgeous body,” he said, looking up at her eyes as he
flicked his tongue across her nipple.  Watching him watching her was an
incredible turn on.  She couldn’t look away from him as he plucked the
distended tip with his lips.  His teeth dragged across her, making her bite her
lip to keep from crying out.

“Tease,” she accused, her voice thick from desire.

“Look who’s calling names,” he said, nipping at the
sensitive flesh along her ribcage to her navel.  He nibbled her belly button. 
She sucked in a sharp breath, her stomach jumping from the unaccustomed touch.

Aiden rubbed her hip bones, fingering the edges of her
panties and jeans.  His fingers skimming across her skin made her writhe on the
bed.  Still watching her face, he hooked his thumbs in her pants and pulled
panties and jeans down as one straight off her body.  Flinging them to the
floor, he settled between her raised knees.

His hands caught each knee, parting her legs so he could
settle between her thighs.  The rough caress of his palms sent frissons of awareness
coursing through her veins.

Kissing the insides of her knees, he continued to hold her
gaze, marking a path down her thighs with his mouth and hands until he found
the source of her arousal.  He parted her wet folds, his hot breath teasing
her.  Her thighs clenched on a delightful spasm.  Her hips raised off the bed
in anticipation.

He grinned knowingly, his eyes sultry and dark—hungry.

Without a word, he slid his tongue up her slit, long and
leisurely, as if needing to gather every drop of her essence in one move.