Vision Revealed (9 page)

face.

As easily as he ached to lose himself in the act, Kane kept his eyes open, not wanting to

miss a moment of the pleased, flushed look on Jin’s face. She was beyond sexy. Every

inch of her, from the long, sensual curve of her neck to her large, swollen breasts, and

even her flat, hard tummy, created an image he would easily label paradise.

“Enough, Kane. Fuck me.” She tugged on his hair, still tossing her head from side to side

while her body suddenly went stiff.

“I’m definitely going to fuck you,” he said, returning his attention to her swollen clit.

“But not until I watch you come for me. You’re going to let go, trust me and give me all

you have, my sweet cat.”

“I will. I will,” she said on a breath. “Just fuck me.”

Her body stiffened and she did her best to push him away from her pussy. Jin was closer

to the edge than she had been a moment before.

“Don’t fight it,” he growled, ignoring her demands. “Come all over my face, little cat.”

She would mark him with her scent. The thought of breathing her into his lungs when he

first woke up, after he showered and as he moved through his day caused his cock to

swell even further. It throbbed brutally between his legs, dying to be where his mouth

was right now. There would be no effort whatsoever to do as Jin demanded and climb

over her, fucking her with everything he had until they both exploded.

“I can’t. No,” she cried, pulling so hard on his hair, he swore she would yank it from his

scalp. “Please, Kane. Don’t be cruel. God. Fuck me, damn it!”

Jin started panting too hard to continue barking orders. She tried though. And her words

came out muddled. Finally letting go of his hair, she opted to take hold of the bedspread

on either side of her, tugging it with all her might while a low growl began emerging

from deep inside her.

Her legs clamped down against his ears, causing the rushing sound of blood racing

through his veins to roar in his head. Her tummy went up and down and a sheen of

perspiration appeared over her smooth flesh.

Kane felt her pussy muscles clamp around his tongue when he thrust as deep inside her

as he could. He stroked her soaked folds and then dipped inside her one last time before

pouncing on her clit the moment he knew she was there. When she finally let go, giving

him all she had, Jin started purring. Come flowed from her, and he drank from her as best

he could, hating the thought of losing one drop of the rich, ripe-smelling come that

flowed out.

She continued panting even when the flow of her come subsided. Her purring diminished

until it was simply part of her heavy breathing. Kane didn’t want to stop enjoying the

view though, and took his time stroking her with his tongue while enduring the tightness

in his groin. Soon, he would be inside her.

“You better not be done,” she said, her sated expression not changing and her eyes

remaining closed.

Kane chuckled. “You look very comfortable, little cat.”

She opened one eye and attempted to glare at him. “You’ve got every inch of my body

tingling and more sensitive than it’s been in ages. Do you think that is comfortable?”

“I plan to take care of that.” He could stare at how appetizing she looked lying there all

night, her body shimmering with perspiration and glowing from the aftermath of her

orgasm. Her scent was as appealing as her appearance. But his cock was engorged,

throbbing almost painfully.

“I’m not the only one craving more,” she added, focusing her attention between his legs.

As if his cock knew it had an audience, it jerked eagerly while need crawled over his

balls, making them tighten and itch. He felt the weight between his legs when he moved

over Jin, enjoying her smug look and noting she smelled happiest when she believed she

had an upper paw on a situation.

Jin spread her legs and then wrapped them around his torso when he situated his cock at

the entrance of her soaked pussy. The heat from it hit him as if it were a magnetic force

of some kind, preparing to drag him deep into the depths of her soul.

There were females in the past who’d gotten him hard, anxious to fuck and get off. But

something about Jin, about her smell, about the moist curves of her body underneath him,

made him almost mad with need. He was pressing inside her before he even realized his

own actions. The moment her scalding-hot, drenched muscles wrapped around his cock,

he lost control.

Kane let out a fierce growl, bright lights flashing before his eyes, and plummeted with all

his force deep into her pussy. She cried out underneath him, scraping her claws down his

arms. It was incentive enough to take all she offered.

Muscles bulged in his arms and he felt the tightness spread throughout him as he braced

himself over her, needing to watch her while he fucked her.

“Can you take more?” he asked, his voice sounding rough, as if he growled more than

spoke.

“Do you have more to offer?” she asked in between pants.

Her face glowed a luscious rose shade and her pale green eyes were like rare jewels,

shimmering as she blinked and stared up at him. He shifted his attention to her large

breasts, bouncing as he thrust into her heat and then receded again.

“Spread your legs.” He took over as he offered instruction, straightening and grabbing

her legs.

At first she tensed, understanding what he meant to do. But she didn’t fight him. She

chewed her lower lip, her lashes fluttering over her eyes when he took a hold of her

calves and opened her wider for him.

Jin howled with his next thrust. She soaked his balls, causing them to tighten even more

so, which damn near robbed him of his ability to breathe. She was so damn tight, so hot

and wet as he slid in all the way, giving her all of his cock. Jin closed around him, his

world as he knew it now belonging to her.

As deep as he went, an odd awareness went even deeper into his soul. Her ripe, alluring

scent wrapped around him, mixing with his own pungent aroma. The two became one. A

fierce sensation washed over him, more intense than his craving to come. Jin was his

female. The visions over the months were simply preparing him, letting him know his

time on this earth as a single, rogue male was about to end.

Staring down at her, losing himself even further in her heated gaze, he knew without any

doubt he would fight and kill for this female. Already he’d leapt to her defense, and that

was before they bonded, as they were doing now.

The coyness in her expression faded. Her soft, pale green eyes seemed to turn a liquid

silver. When she dabbed her tongue over her full, ripe lips, her incisors were a bit longer

than they should be in her human form. The appearance added to her incredible beauty

and made clear one more thing.

Jin understood and accepted what he felt. She knew they’d done more than just fuck.

Regardless of her effort to appear the temptress, wild and wise to the ways of a single

male, he smelled it the moment her scent changed. It was a clean, fresh smell and they

breathed it deep into their lungs at the same time.

They were bonding not only emotionally, tying their souls together, merging from being

two lost leopards into one committed and confirmed being, but also physically. With

every thrust her scent wrapped around him, sinking deep into his pores until the aroma he

breathed in became unique and of its own. From this point forward they would smell the

same.

When the pressure built, pushing him over the edge, he lowered himself to her, having

no intention of pulling out. “Mine!” he growled into her mouth and filled her with his

come.

He hadn’t used a condom. Jin couldn’t even beat the crap out of him, although it

sounded like a damn sane thing to do. They’d discussed it. He got off the bed. He brought

them to the side table. And then what happened?

Her skin tingled as if a low current of electricity surged under her flesh when she padded

to the bathroom. Leopards didn’t conceive outside their heats. Most sexually transmitted

diseases were unheard of in their species. But a condom offered more protection than

preventing diseases and pregnancy. It prevented their scents from seeping into each

other’s pores.

As she closed the bathroom door, feeling as if she stood to the side of her body when the

door met the door frame with a solid thud, she knew it was too late.

“Never,” she hissed. “Never in your entire life.”

Jin fisted her hands on the bathroom counter, keeping her arms straight and glaring at her

reflection. “Not once have you slipped. What happened?”

She could ask herself that same question all evening long, but the truth smelled strong

enough to be right in front of her nose. It was in fact closer. It was inside her, still tingling

and pulsing throughout her.

“Fine. I know what happened.” She hated admitting she wanted him inside her, not

wrapped up, not kept from her by latex. “But why? Who are you, Kane Masters?”

That question didn’t have as easy an answer. Glancing at the closed door, she smelled

him in the motel room. She also smelled him all over her. Turning on the water in the

sink and washing her hands and face then taking time to clean herself thoroughly after

such heated sex didn’t diminish the intensity of his scent on her. It mingled with hers,

creating a stronger, dominating aroma that would let any leopard who came within

sniffing distance know there was a male in her life.

Worse yet, she’d marked Kane. Females were the more aggressive of their species, no

matter who cared to howl otherwise. Males simply liked to believe themselves the

dominating gender to boost their fragile egos. And for the most part, females were

confident enough to allow them to believe that. But the facts remained the same,

unchanging over the centuries. When a female wanted a male and had sex with him, she

marked him with her scent. No amount of showering or scrubbing would remove it from

their bodies. From what she’d heard howled since she was a cub, the only way a scent

faded from a marked male, or female, was if either quit thinking about the other and of

course quit having sex with them.

“Like that’s going to happen.” Jin let her head fall, groaning and trying to mull the

situation around in her head.

This wasn’t the smell of a one-night stand. Although a lot of time had passed since they

ruled her sex life, Jin knew the difference. Just as any grown leopard knew the difference.

Good, hot sex smelled like it. Making mad, passionate love had a completely different

odor, and it didn’t fade after a day or so.

Jin climbed into the tub, turning on the shower, determined to make his scent on her fade

one way or the other. She needed to quit thinking about him, focus on the reason she

came to Kenora in the first place. After she worked the shower curtain pins into the

shower curtain, creating holes next to the damaged ones, she stood in the shower, letting

the pellets of water pound her skin.

Scrubbing herself with the coarse washcloth provided by the motel along with the small

bar of soap, she fought to organize her thoughts. If she created a detailed plan of action

for the next day, it would help keep her mind on things that mattered. Dwelling on a

rogue male who would be out of her life in a matter of days at the most was a waste of

her time. As easy as it would be to fantasize about entering into a torrid affair with a

white leopard who was hotter than any male she’d ever dreamed of finding, reality stated

simply that wasn’t an option. She would think about why she came to Kenora and

nothing else.

The owl would be at the motel by sundown to take them to Tore’s den. Jin hadn’t been to

his mate’s den, which was now Tore’s as well. There wouldn’t be any way of knowing if

the owl took them to the Mann den or somewhere else. It wouldn’t hurt to do some

sniffing around prior to the owl landing and playing escort.

“Since when did you quit trusting an owl?” she demanded, bending over to scrub her

legs. It was common knowledge owls didn’t have to fight for honor. Their breed was

fucking hatched with it. “This is good, Jin,” she told herself, taking a breath and smelling

the soap instead of herself. “Stay focused.”

Race Ogden was mated to one of Tore’s mate’s littermates. How fucking cozy. Two

hunters were now related through mating. Somewhere online were the rules and codes of

ethics hunters were sworn to honor. They were the same laws any leopard should follow,

although not everyone knew that. As well, not everyone cared. Jin stopped scrubbing

herself when the sinking reality bit at her that she couldn’t remember any of those rules.

“You weren’t a shitty hunter,” she told herself, looking down at her breasts and the many

sudsy bubbles trailing over them toward her feet. “As soon as you can get online, simply

look them up. They will all come back to you.”

The bar of soap in her hands was practically nonexistent. She’d scrubbed hard enough to

wear it down to a thin sliver. As she sucked in a breath, she filled her lungs with Kane’s

scent. Immediately, her insides swelled. No matter her sated state, tingles rushed over her

flesh as an image flashed through her mind of Kane yanking back the repaired shower