Total pages in book: 401
Estimated words: 390373 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1952(@200wpm)___ 1561(@250wpm)___ 1301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 390373 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1952(@200wpm)___ 1561(@250wpm)___ 1301(@300wpm)
Claws scratched against stone as he prowled toward me.
I tensed for half a second. “And I need you to do it because you really need to explain how the fuck you shifted before me.”
His tail swished.
Having no idea what kind of response that was, I slowly lowered myself to my knees and extended a hand.
A long moment passed as he held himself still. I didn’t think he was going to move, but then he lifted one big paw, then another. He approached, each step precise. I didn’t move or breathe too deeply. I just waited. And I would wait for however long it took.
The soft fur on the side of his head brushed my palm.
“Cas, I need you to come back. I need you,” I said softly as I reached out through the notam. I need you to show me you haven’t forgotten who I am. Please.
The massive feline tilted his head, his face inches from mine. I went incredibly still, really hoping he didn’t try something foolish because I didn’t want to knock his furry ass through a wall.
His breath puffed, as cool as a winter’s breath, blowing the hair back from my face.
“What are you—?” My eyes went wide when he licked my cheek with an oddly rough tongue. I blinked. “You… Did you just lick me?”
He retreated with a chuffing noise that sounded a lot like a laugh as I reached up and wiped the streak of dampness from my face.
“You seriously licked me,” I mumbled, feeling a charge of eather.
A heartbeat later, a stronger burst of energy danced across my skin as silver eather dotted his fur. What happened next wasn’t as dramatic as it had been when he shifted. I didn’t hear bones cracking and realigning or see his body change forms. This was quick. The shimmering light swept over him, and in the next second, Casteel was crouched before me, his golden eyes locked on mine.
“Thank you,” he said, his voice low and rough with a distinct purr to it that caused my brows to rise. A shudder ran through him, and then his wide, amber eyes swept over me.
“I’m fine,” I assured him.
Swallowing, he leaned back and bowed his head. His shoulders rose with a deep breath, and then he looked at me through strands of glossy, dark hair. “So, you think my fur is so very soft?”
I stared at him for a moment and then snapped forward, smacking his arm. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me you could shift! That’s such—”
Casteel moved fast, and his lips were suddenly on mine. The kiss was fierce and deep, and the taste of wildness on his tongue made my heart race. He parted my lips as his still-rougher-than-usual palms coasted down my sides and over my back, leaving shivers in their wake.
Casteel tilted his head as a growl rumbled against my chest, the sound distinctively feline. His hands slid down to cup my ass, and heat unfurled low in my belly as his grip firmed. I knew I needed to put a stop to this. Reaver was still out in the Solar, and he clearly had a reason for coming here. But I didn’t stop Cas as my knees left the floor. Nor did I say a word when he positioned me over his cock. Instead, I kissed him back with the same fervor. I was lost in him—in his taste, his kisses. Completely lost as I felt the head of his cock at my entrance, slipping through the wetness.
He captured my cry when he pulled me down and thrust up. My eyes snapped open, and my breath caught at the sudden stretch, pleasure tinged with a sharp bite of discomfort. He felt…thicker, which didn’t make sense.
Casteel rocked forward, driving me onto my back, his mouth still moving over mine. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his waist. Lifting my hips, I met each thrust as I clung to him. His movements were hard and fast, and my back scraped the floor. This wasn’t even fucking. No, it was too feral for that. It was…rutting. Wild and utterly sensation-driven. I didn’t even know what I was doing when I shifted my legs and dug my knees into his hips, taking control and rolling him.
Casteel’s eyes snapped open in surprise, his plump, damp lips parting as I stared down at him.
He didn’t speak.
Neither did I.
I pressed my hands against his chest and moved, lifting myself up and down, grinding on him as the tension built in my core. His hands clamped down on my hips, the veins in his forearms bulging. His back bowed, his body straining as my head fell back. The coiling knot fisting deep in my core started to unravel. He snapped up, his hand tangling in my hair as he yanked my mouth back to his. The kiss was harsh and messy, his fangs scraping against mine, our tongues tangling as all that tight, curling tension unraveled. His mouth swallowed my cry of release, and mine smothered his groan. I could feel his cock spasming as I went limp against him, his tight hold on me the only thing keeping me upright. Our lips parted, and for a couple of moments, there was only the sound of our breaths slowing between us.