Bad Kitty by Eliza Gayle Page B

would kill me," she admitted.
    "Nah. Drive you mindless maybe. But that's
the sweetest kind of torture." He pressed tighter between her
thighs, loving the way her eyes widened in surprise. Before he
could make another move, the scent of her wet pussy drifted over
him. His body tightened as he fought for sheer willpower not to
drive into her.
    "We're going to regret this later," she
protested. She lifted her head anyway and licked the side of his
jaw.
    In retaliation he nipped at the curve of her
right breast until her harsh cry gave him the satisfaction he
sought. No matter what she offered up in the way of protest it did
nothing to assuage the need for her still overwhelming him.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, a small voice tried to remind
him of their differences at every moment but he simply ignored it
for now. Maybe once he got this out of both their systems they
could face the reality of the situation. Although if Burke thought
he'd simply hand her over to Tanner he had another thing
coming.
    Alpha or not, Rafe would
do whatever it took to protect what belonged to him now. And like
it or not , she
did belong to him.
    With more than a little reluctance, Rafe
released Kitty and withdrew from between her legs. At this moment
he detested the clothes that separated him from her. Without
finesse, he peeled his T-shirt over his shoulders and tossed it to
the side. Her gaze locked onto his pecs and he watched her inspect
him from shoulder to waist. He paused before unbuckling his pants,
letting her look her fill before he continued. The admiration and
heated lust shining in her eyes more than compensated for his
patience. He'd bet she hadn't even noticed that while she stared at
him, her legs had parted farther and moisture now glistened along
her folds. His mouth watered at the feast before him. Torturing
him. Finally he gave in and tore the button from his pants in his
haste to get free.
    She started to move toward him.
    "No, stay just like that," he ordered.
    Her body froze for a few tense seconds
before she relaxed back and opened her legs with a wicked grin on
her face. Rafe was pretty sure he'd never seen anything fucking
prettier in his life and if he didn't get inside her soon he would
simply die on the spot. He gripped himself and moved once again
between her parted thighs. He used his free hand to stroke her from
knee to pussy in a slow, exaggerated caress.
    When the muscles of her inner thigh trembled
under his touch, Rafe held back his smile. Her responsive body
practically sang to him like a siren call leading her prey to
exactly the spot she wanted him.
    "Lie still." He spanned his left hand around
her slender thigh and pinned her in place. He needed her so bad
right now, but more importantly he had to explore and give her the
time she needed to let go of the last shreds of her restraint.
Whatever it took to have her writhing and begging he would do. He
had to.
    Damn, she had gorgeous curves. He used his
other hand to skim her hip, admiring the wide flare before it
tapered to her tiny waist. Of course there was no denying that the
treasure between her thighs beckoned his gaze. Rafe pushed his
fingers into the nest of neatly trimmed curls that accentuated the
pink lips and parted them with two fingers. Her small gasp prodded
him to continue. He watched her eyes flutter and darken as he slid
one finger inside her and nearly lost his own mind at the scorching
heat. Fucking A. Immediately he added a second finger. Hot silk. It
was all his mind registered.
    Her back arched and a cry echoed around the
room. His dick jerked at the enticing sound. He withdrew his
fingers. "Cry again for me, baby." He plunged both fingers inside
her again and reveled in the sounds she rewarded him with. Dear
God, he loved a loud woman.
    He moved his fingers along
tender nerve endings as her hips jerked and more of him slipped
inside her. He growled, unable to stay silent. As good as she felt
on his hand , it
was a more important body