Tiger Born (13 page)

Heath wrapped an arm around her and jerked her forward. “You can’t tell me you don’t want this.” He laved her bud and sucked it between his lips so hard, she screamed. A raging orgasm slammed through her system, and her cream began to run almost like a waterfall. She whimpered, swaying on her feet, and Heath held her tighter. “Tell me you don’t want it, Deja.”

He licked and licked at a rapid pace, not slowing down, even as her clit tingled, being highly sensitive. He abused the poor stiff flesh and stuck his fingers into her heat to work her there. She moaned and held onto his shoulders. Words refused to form on her lips. Her body sang to his tune, and he played her over and over.

He pulled his fingers free and ate the cream from them before sticking them back inside her. When he wiggled the digits around, her knees gave. Heath didn’t allow her to fall. He took her weight and pumped his fingers in and out of her pussy. His knuckles bumped her with each thrust, adding to the pleasure.

“Heath, you’re going to make me…”

“Tell me to stop, and I will,” he promised.

She bit her lip. Her core muscles contracted, ready to bring on another explosion. Why the hell would she tell him to stop now?
No, no, don’t ever stop. Never!
She arched her hips, rocking into his thrusts every time he pushed forward.

“Do you like it, Deja?”

She moaned in response.

“Tell me, or I will stop.”

“No, don’t.
Please
.”

“Do you like it?” he said again.

She licked her lips. “Yes, I like it. Heath, please…”

“Yes?”

“Fuck me,” she begged. “I need it.”

“Not until I’m finished with this. I want you to come again for me. Can you do that?”

Did she even have a choice? He brought her to the edge, whether he demanded it or not. She would soon reach another climax, and from the waves crashing over her belly, she knew it would be intense. “Whatever you want.”

He thrust his fingers into her pussy and sucked her clit at the same time. She pumped against his face and gasped for breath. Her muscles tightened and relaxed repeatedly. Thick come ran down onto Heath’s tongue, and he ate it all. At last, she screamed, her voice echoing over the water. Her orgasm ricocheted throughout her body until she expended all her strength.

When she calmed some, Heath slowed his hand movements and leaned back. “Now, did I force that on you?”

“No.” She looked past his face to his cock below. Stiff and erect, it bobbed, and she had to squeeze her legs together because she wasn’t done.

Heath saw where she looked and smiled as he stood up. “Don’t worry. You’ll get some of this. You do want it, don’t you?” He grabbed her hand and made her run it up and down his length. Why did it feel like years since she’d played with his cock?

“Yes, I want it,” she admitted. Then she turned the tables. “And I know you can’t wait to get it in me. Do you want to put it here or here?” She demonstrated his choices, patting her pussy and then turning, sticking out her butt to pat her ass. Heath’s nostrils flared, and his shaft twitched. A sharp smack on her ass made her jump.

“Don’t think to tease me, woman. On your knees.”

She tossed him a sassy look over her shoulder and complied. Heath moved behind her. He ran a hand up her thigh, around to her hip, and to her side. She shut her eyes, enjoying his touch, and then pushed back to him. His hard cock jutted against her ass, but he didn’t guide it inside just yet. Heath’s hand traced over her back and up to her neck. An invisible thread pulled her backward so she kneeled and leaned into his chest. She nuzzled the spot between the base of his neck and his shoulder, but Heath raised her chin to kiss her. She tasted her own essence on his lips, and he parted her lips to deepen the kiss. They moaned into each other’s mouths as Heath brought both hands around and cupped her breasts. When he pinched and twisted her nipples, she broke from his mouth to gasp her pleasure.

“They’re so tender, it almost hurts. Feels so good,” she murmured.

“A little more pain?”

“Yes, please.”

He tweaked her tight peaks, and she whimpered. His shaft jerked behind her back, and he pushed her forward again. On all fours, she waited until her lover penetrated her. He felt so much bigger than last time, filling her until her walls stretched and ached. She arched harder to raise her ass. Even while her pussy was wet, Heath’s erection was a tight fit.

“Oh, baby, I can scarcely get in here. You’re killing me, Deja. How can I stop now?”

“Don’t even think about it.” She pushed back on him, forcing his dick deeper, and they both shouted in ecstasy. Slowly, her muscles began to give and let him in without a fight. Heath stroked in and out at a gentle, unhurried pace. His fingers curved around her waist as he guided her back onto his shaft, and she dug hers into the soft grass, moaning with each entry. There could not be enough time in the world for her to get enough of him. Filled to capacity with the man she loved, she could not recall a single reason why they denied themselves and why she wasn’t getting this every night.

“Faster, Heath. Shove it harder.”

“Easy, baby. If I go faster, I’m going to come. You have no idea what your body is doing to me right now.”

She looked over her shoulder to find he’d tossed his head back, eyes closed, enjoying every sensation. She wiggled her hips, and he gritted his teeth and blew out a breath between them. Heath played the game better when he eased out of her, wet his thumb with her juices, and slid his cock back into her pussy. He used his moist thumb to work into her anus, and she nearly fainted.

“Oh, yes! T-that’s playing dirty, Heath,” she moaned.

He leaned over and kissed her back. “The best kind of play is when we get dirty.”

She had to agree.

Heath continued to pump into her using his cock and to tease her ass, pushing his thumb as deep as it would go. When her core muscles began their dance to climax, she whined and cried out his name. He picked up the pace, and before long, he pounded her poor little channel until they both fell forward, bucking together and panting for breath. When he stiffened, hot come filled her, and she writhed in complete satisfaction.

They lay on the grass afterward for a long while, still connected, and then Heath pulled out and stood. He raised her into his arms and carried her down to the water. She squealed. “It’ll be cold.”

“I’ll keep you warm. I promise.”

Happy, she settled against his chest, and shut her eyes. They broke the surface of the chilly lake water, and Heath carried her away from shore. She shivered in his arms, but he held her tight to his chest. Just as he’d promised his body gave off such heat, she warmed. Heath stood her on her feet and proceeded to wash her using his hands. She stared up into his handsome face, tears coming to her eyes.

When he was done, she lay on his chest to feel it rise and fall, and she listened to his heartbeat against her ear. The sound comforted her, lulling her into a relaxed state. Heath’s hold didn’t slack for a second. He sealed her to him for long moments, and then she realized he’d gone hard again. She grinned and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“I bet you could do me out here,” she suggested.

His low chuckle rumbled in the dark night. “I guess I better test out your theory.”

In an instant, she encircling his waist with her legs. His cock slid with ease into her channel, and she began riding him for all he was worth. They made love late into the night, not caring about anything or anyone until their desperate lust was satisfied.

Chapter Ten

Deja blinked at her doctor. The news wasn’t what she expected when she made a last-minute appointment because she was throwing up and couldn’t keep anything in her stomach. She’d thought she contracted the flu after her night of sex in a chilly lake with Heath. Not
this
.

“I’m pregnant? Are you sure?”

Dr. Adams chuckled. “Yes, I’m sure. Your symptoms—sensitive nipples, morning sickness, and appetite changes—are all consistent with pregnancy. Not to mention the blood work coming back positive.” She winked.

Deja bit her thumbnail. A niggle of excitement stirred in her belly, but then she thought of Heath. He would hit the roof when she told him. Surely, he wouldn’t try to bully her into getting an abortion, would he? No. She thought she knew him well enough to know he considered kids a gift, but even if he did try, she would tell him where to go. Either way, it wouldn’t be easy telling him about the baby.
Me, pregnant
. Emotion rose inside her, and she realized it had been happening for a while now.

“I haven’t missed a period. Is that normal? I mean, is the baby okay?”

The doctor nodded, her bright red curls bouncing. Deja had found Dr. Sylvia Adams odd from the first day she met her. Human, she worked among the shifters, and from what she could gather, Ward trusted her. She’d been in Siberia almost from the beginning. Deja wondered if shifters shunned her in the grocery store, or if she shunned them to be with her own kind. She doubted it since most of her patients would be shifters. She’d probably seen it all in the small clinic. On the other hand, shifters were resilient when it came to injuries. Maybe she hadn’t seen that much. “The baby’s fine, but I will run some more tests. It’s natural for some women to have a period straight through pregnancy. Some have it in the beginning months, and then it disappears until after they give birth. We’ll monitor your condition as time goes on to be sure. Every case is special among the shifters.”

“Being tiger borns?”

The doctor agreed. “Babies born as shifters are stronger than their manufactured parents, but we don’t know all there is to know. Your baby has the added specialty of having one parent tiger born. Tiger-born babies are both perfect human and perfect animal. However, they tend to lean more toward the tiger side, which can be dangerous at birth. Later, they’re able to find balance. We want to rule out any complications at this time.”

Deja hugged her stomach. “Not—”

“Easy, Deja.” She laid a hand on Deja’s arm. “Like I said, right now you’re fine. There’s no reason to think you’ll have any trouble at all. Take some time to enjoy the fact that you have a little miracle growing inside you.”

Deja sighed and smiled. “You’re right. Thanks, Doc.”

“I want to discuss a few more facts with you, and then I’ll let you go.”

When they were done talking, Deja hopped down from the table and gathered her clothing, then paused. “Um, can we keep this confidential for now?”

The doctor glanced up from her notes. “Of course. I take my job very seriously, and I do not share any of my patients’ information without their written consent.”

“Even from the alpha?”

“Even stubborn, bossy Ward.”

Deja laughed. “Thanks.”

A short while later, Deja strolled along the street toward her apartment. She didn’t know why she still refused to move back home, although Heath had asked her to. Now that she was pregnant, she felt it complicated their relationship even more. She would have preferred him to come around and then they plan to get her pregnant, not have it happen this way. He might take responsibility for the baby, but it wouldn’t mean he was happy about it. Knowing that took some of the sunshine out of her news, and she decided not to tell him just yet. Maybe before she started showing, he would come around, and she could spring it on him. Yeah, that might work, especially since they’d planned to go back to dating. Hope rose inside her, and she headed over to Jake’s.
Damn, no drinking.

When she arrived at the bar, she discovered Jake wasn’t on duty until late evening, so she left and walked around town for a while. Heath had told her he had something to take care of with his father, so she couldn’t see him. She considered dropping by to see Coreen, but the perceptive woman might guess her secret with it being fresh in her mind. Coreen would then tell Ward, and Ward would without a doubt share the news with Heath. No, for now she would avoid the in-laws.

She thought about her feelings concerning Heath and what he had revealed to her. At any time, he could open up his power and make her obey him. She didn’t like it, but it told her one thing—she and Heath were connected. Even if she didn’t want to believe the destined-mates stuff, she couldn’t deny the facts. The question was, could the facts be resisted? Changed? Could they break up permanently and get involved with other people? Just thinking about another man touching her made her stomach queasy, but that could be the pregnancy. She had considered it seriously with Coltrane, but would she have gone through with it? Heath’s ability moved her against her will, but he could also shut it down. How did it work on her side?

Right now, she didn’t care to know. Turning everything over in her head made her dizzy, so she chose to take each day as it came. No psychoanalyzing, and no rushing back to live with Heath. Not yet anyway.

The day wore on as a total snorefest. Deja sat before the TV in her apartment until late. She’d called Heath but got his voice mail and at last decided to shower and put on something sexy to go down to the bar. She might not be able to drink, but she could listen to music and maybe even dance, damn it. No matter what Heath’s abilities she would not wait by the phone for his ass to show up. Deciding two would be better than one, she called Melanie. No answer on her end either. Deja grunted. “Well, screw it. I can have fun alone. And talk to Jake.”

She let herself out of the apartment and locked the door behind her. The street stretched out in silence, no one coming or going. “Dang small town,” she muttered and started down the steps.

When she neared the end of the street, voices raised in argument reached her. She turned the corner and peered in the direction the noise came from. A small crowd had formed, and she wandered over to see what was up.

A man and woman stood facing several others. “It’s a free country. We can go wherever we want,” the man shouted. Deja breathed in and picked up the unmistakable scent of humans.

“Oh, yeah, it’s a free country, until you break the law,” another man, a shifter, answered.