Savage Instinct (17 page)

She wanted to say yes and throw herself into his arms, but
she also wanted to say no and return to the safe, predictable, boring life she
was used to.

She wasn’t sure she could handle living amongst werewolves
and god only knew what else.

“Aiden, I…I hate to admit it, but I’m scared….”

“Shh.  It’s all right.  Everyone is at first.  Let me show
you just how much I want and need you.  I know you need me just as much as I
need you.”

He pulled her to her feet, and she went willingly down the
hall.

“I think we should get cleaned up,” Nydia said, leading him
to the bathroom.

Aiden turned on the water in the shower, adjusting it until
steam billowed around the shower door.  Nydia undressed and beat him inside,
earning a grin from Aiden as he followed her in.

Her knees were weak from exhaustion, and she leaned back
against the wall beneath the showerhead, letting the hot water stream down her
chest.  Aiden ducked under the water, heading for her mouth with a hungry,
nibbling kiss that steamed her from the inside out.

Without breaking from her mouth, he felt around until he
found her scrubby and soap, and began the arduous task of bathing her chest and
hips, her groin.

Impatient to feel her with his own hands, he dropped the
scrubby and used his palms to coat her body with soap.

“I love seeing you like this,” Aiden murmured, kissing
along her jaw.

Nydia liked the way his dark hair matted
against his chest and tendrils clung to his forehead and cheeks.  She lost
herself in the emerald green of his eyes, filled with the promise of pleasure.

She rubbed her body against his, soaping his
tan skin and enjoying the contrast of their flesh tangling together under the
hot water.  She could feel her desire increasing with every minute spent
touching him.

Aiden circled her breasts, stimulating her
nipples with teasing flicks that made her bite her lip to keep from crying
out.  His cock dug into her belly, begging to come inside.

He dropped a hand to her cunt, rubbing her clit
with his thumb.  She raised on her toes, spreading her legs to give him better
access.

It was all a terrible tease and she needed and
wanted more.

“I’m clean enough,” she said, getting out of
the shower.  She was barely dried before Aiden caught her around the waist,
kissing her deeply.

She laughed, running from him and escaping to
the bedroom.  She ran around the bed, putting it between them and wiggling her
hips in invitation.

Aiden grinned and leapt onto the bed, snatching
her around the waist and dragging her onto the mattress.

She fell with a heavy sigh, allowing him to
roll on top of her.  His hair was still wet and dripped on her forehead.

He looked down at her a long moment, breathing like he’d
run a race.

She watched him steadily and finally looped her arms around
his neck, bringing him down for a kiss.

She could feel his urgent need in the hungry way he nibbled
her lips and gripped her hips.

Nydia pushed against his chest, tearing her mouth from his
with a breathless sigh.  “Aiden, you aren’t the type of man I fall for.”  She
rubbed his chest with her hands, toying with the springy hair that covered his
muscles.  His stomach flexed as she trailed down his belly.

“You’re used to having everything your way, and I’m not the
kind of woman that simply follows her man and does what she’s told.  I don’t
know how to act or what to think when I’m around you.”  Nydia tried to look him
in the eye, but he was busy dragging his mouth down her rib cage.

“That’s what I love about you.  You don’t take any shit off
me,” he murmured, bending forward to kiss the tops of her sultry, dark breasts.

He licked and nibbled a path down her stomach, making her
suck in a breath as he parted her legs and caressed her thighs with his rough
palms.  Her belly clenched, waiting for his mouth to touch her.

She needed to focus on them, however, not the delight he
conjured in her body.  “And…I just don’t know what to do,” she said, gasping as
he nipped the outer lips of her sex.  “Aiden, this is serious.  We should talk
first.”

“You go ahead and get what you need to say off your chest,
baby,” he murmured.  Playfully darting his tongue along the seam of her sex.

She jerked her hips, trying to focus on what she needed to
say, but it was difficult with him doing naughty things to her body.  His hand
possessively stroked her breasts while he parted her folds with the other.  As
much as she wanted to get off, she needed to clear the air.

“We have to set up parameters, Aiden.  Oh!” she said,
choking on a moan as he nibbled her wet little clit. 

“I ever tell you how much you turn me on?” he said before
pushing down to nibble on her mound again.

“Dammit, Aiden,” she said, writhing under the caress of his
mouth. 

“You make me melt, and yet I feel like I should take care
of you.  I want to do things for you and be there when you need me.”

Aiden’s voice vibrated against her clit, making her hips
arch upward to bury his face in her cleft.

“I…I couldn’t understand that,” she said breathlessly.

He lifted his head, a smile playing at his lips.  “I do
need you.  I need you under me.”

“I’m being serious, Aiden.”

“And I need you in my home and in my life.  I can’t be any
clearer,” he said.

“Mmmm.  Yes.  That sounds good,” she said, unable to think
clearly now with his fingers pushing inside of her vagina and curling against
her g-spot.

Nydia arched her back with pleasure.  “I guess…that’s good
enough…for me.”

“Damn right,” he said.  He playfully licked and nipped her
as he worked her love button with his powerful tongue.  When he had her
squirming and panting uncontrollably, he pushed his tongue down her vagina and
into her opening forcefully.  Nydia had never known that a tongue could feel so
big or so good inside her.

Aiden continued in this pattern until he felt her muscles
begin to tighten.  He knew that she was about to climax, and he knew he wanted
to be inside her when she did.

He lifted up and settled between her legs, grinding the
head of his cock against her wet slit.  Nydia gasped and clung to him, raising
her hips to meet his.

Aiden thrust inside her, full, to the hilt, until he hit
bottom.  She arched to meet him, crying out and thrashing beneath him on the
bed.

She matched him, thrust for thrust, angling her body so he
could go deeper.  Pumping together as one, she could feel her body climbing
toward that peak and wanted to take him with her.  She clutched him like a
fist, milking his body, her thighs tight around his hips.

His back flexed beneath her hands, increasing the tempo,
driving hard as if sensing her approach to the edge of bliss.  Aiden kissed
her, ravenous and starving for a drink of her mouth.

She moaned into his mouth, falling over the precipice and
into ecstasy.  Aiden groaned, stroking her body and jerking as he spilled his
seed deep within her womb.

She loved the pulsating of his cock inside her, unfettered
by a condom.  It shocked her that she’d allowed him that freedom, but she knew
a barrier had been lifted between them.

“You are my mate,” Aiden whispered, kissing her face, her
cheeks and mouth.  “You are my life.  I want you by my side, forever, Nydia.”

She felt her eyes sting with unshed tears.  She cupped his
cheek.  “I’m yours, Aiden.  I think you had my heart before I even realized it
was missing.  I love you.”

He smiled, his eyes glittering with emotion.  “I love you
too.”

THE
END

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Celeste Anwar:

Carnal Appetite

Carnal Knowledge

Carnal Thirst

Mating Fever

The Color of Twilight

Her Every Desire

Resurrection

Pleasures of the Flesh

Project Nemesis: Wolfen
Domination

Project Nemesis 2:
Island Fever

Project Nemesis 3:
Savage Hunger

Hungry Eyes

More than Friends

Revenge Sex

Pinned and Punished

Strictly Forbidden

Here’s an UNEDITED excerpt from Celeste’s alter ego, Jaide
Fox: ALIEN ABDUCTION, coming in October 2013.

Ebony
slowly became aware that something terribly wrong had happened.

She was
hit all at once with a sensation of falling, along with a painful throbbing in
her ribs. Blood pounded between her temples and across her forehead. Gradually
she realized that her head was upside down and she was being carried, draped
over some large solid object that moved forward one step at a time. Her fingers
tingled with the pressure of bindings at her wrists, and something tight
stretched around her mouth and the back of her head.

Still groggy,
she peeled her eyelids open with an effort . . . and found herself in the dark,
lying across someone’s shoulder. Rough, uneven stone floor moved past her
vision in a whir, forcing her to close her eyes again and choke back a sudden
rush of bile at the back of her throat. There were splashing sounds with each
footstep her bearer took.

If she’d
been clobbered in the head, she wouldn’t have been surprised. A headache from
whatever had drugged her into unconsciousness made her feel sick and dizzy.

She attempted
to open her eyes again, bracing herself this time and dragging in air through
her nose. Her nostrils flared as she became aware of an awful stench of sewage
permeating the space, making her gag again. By the smell in the air, she was
being taken somewhere through the sewer system.

Ebony
steeled her stomach, striving for calm. She’d need it if she was going to get
out of this – whatever this was.

A big
hand secured her legs tight against a hard chest, leaving the upper half of her
body to dangle on the backside of the man who carried her.

He was a
big son of a bitch, whoever he was. Even though she hung upside down with her
head partway down her captor’s back, she could see and feel that his shoulders
were massive and tapered down to a narrow waist and hips. He had the muscular
buttocks of someone who played heavy sports, and his thick legs looked like
they belonged on a bull – or maybe just Mr. Universe.

Shadows
flickered across the walls of the tunnel. Their movement only increased her
dizziness. She raised her head and tried to discern her whereabouts, for the
ache in her head made her skull feel like it was going to explode from the
pressure of hanging upside down.

It didn’t
take much imagination to realize something was wrong. She sure as hell wasn’t
where she was supposed to be. Unless the king and his men had some kind of sick
fantasy or fetish going on, it was pretty obvious to her that she had first
stumbled across the abduction of Cassie and was now being kidnapped herself.

She
could not imagine why anyone would kidnap her, or kidnap Cassie. They were just
two more concubines in a castle that was filled with them. And the unspeakable
torture that any man would get if he ever touched a woman of the king’s harem
should have been enough to stop anyone from trying to take one.