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Oh, Goddess. What about Finnen? What about Taj?
Guilt pelts me. I turn my face away.
His warm breath is on my hair, then on my neck, followed by his lips, and my body arches of its own volition, shivering in need and pleasure.
I should trust my body to know what is good for it, what will take the pain away, replace it with pleasure, give into its demands and drag Kiaran back down, guide his cock between my legs where I’m starting to ache once more. His mouth there was amazing, fantastic, but it’s not what will fix my problem, what will give my body what it craves.
Wait a moment… I frown and plant a hand on Kiaran’s naked, muscled chest. Trust my body? The world is full of stories of women who did just that and their tragic ends. Women who don’t think are used and discarded and left to deal with the consequences while men usually just move on with their lives, unaffected.
I turn to glare at him, annoyed at him though I know perfectly well that I haven’t resisted his advances, in fact I have made advances on him, and the sight of his handsome face, still slack with pleasure, sends a bolt through me. It feels like a touch of lightning, shooting through my body, wrenching a gasp from my throat.
I want. Before I know it, my other hand has curled around his neck, and I lift my hips to press against his still semi-hard cock that’s now nestled between them.
So good… Need this… Need him…
Gods, how can you battle a desire so fierce it won’t let you frigging think?
He seems to be lost in the same bottomless well of arousal as me, because his gaze moves to my mouth and he brushes his lips over mine, more gently this time, tentatively, as if testing something. His tongue drags over my lips, rough like a cat’s, and I moan, clutching at him. When his tongue plunges into my mouth, mine dances against it, and I almost come just from that.
Holy virgin goddess, do you have any idea what you’re missing? And this isn’t even proper sex. Will having him inside of me feel better than this? Than his mouth or his fingers? My body says, how can you doubt it? It will fix everything, better everything, connect all the dots and the world will make sense once you’ve been fucked within an inch of your life by these men, all these men and their big hard dicks.
But, a small voice protests timidly somewhere at the back of my mind, will it? What if it doesn’t?
I break the kiss, even as I scoff at my own doubts. I’m an omega. Of course it will. It’s what I need, what going into heat is all about.
Babies, the voice continues. My own damn voice. And that’s what you want just as the Empire has decided to hunt you all down and kill you, right? All of you Fae-blood.
Shit.
Exactly. Holy shit.
“Ariadne.” He speaks my name again and he draws it out, making it sound like a prayer or a story. Then he makes it a question. “Ariadne?”
Right. We had been kissing. And… pleasuring each other. And then I stopped.
Because of doubts. And guilt. And logic.
While I’m still clutching at him, my body desperate to continue, desperate—
A strange roar echoes outside the cave, more distant than before, thankfully, but he jerks back.
“Jaguar. Hunt.”
“What do you mean? It’s hunting?”
He nods. “I am going.”
“No, Kiaran. You’re not going to fight the beast, okay?” I grab at his arms as he starts lifting himself off me. “Stay with me. Kiaran—”
“Jaguar hunting people.” He pulls away from me effortlessly, not even seeming to notice the death grip I had on his arms, and pulls his loincloth up. “I can’t allow it.”
“People.” I blink. “Whoa, what? How would you know that? Maybe it’s hunting deer or… or I don’t know, hares and foxes.”
“People,” he says. “I know that roar.”
“You do? But…” I scramble to my feet as he starts toward the cave entrance. “Wait! I’m coming with you.”
He shoots me a glare over one big shoulder. “No, you’re not.”
