Kye's Heart

Chapter Seven

The ride back to her apartment just seemed to blur all together for Michaela. She felt as if Kye had just let her into his car, and then the next thing she knew, he had pulled into a visitor parking spot at her building. Granted, she’d spent the entire trip staring hungrily at Kye. After feeling how hard he was back at the restaurant, all she wanted was his big cock buried deep inside her.

And this time, she wouldn’t be denied. There really wasn’t any reason to wait. She felt as if she knew a fair amount about Kye, and making love would only bring them closer together.

It didn’t take them long to arrive at her apartment door. Michaela unlocked and pushed it open before she strode in ahead of Kye. Once he was inside, she shut it and locked it. They walked into the living room where she threw her purse on the couch. The next thing she knew, Kye pulled her into his embrace and his mouth came down on hers.

Michaela wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with all the held back lust coursing through her body. Her pussy throbbed, aching to be filled, as wetness pooled between her legs. She threaded her fingers through the hair at the back of Kye’s head and angled her mouth over his for a tighter fit. His tongue pushed past her lips and stroked hers, the taste of him making her moan.

Kye’s hand came up and covered one of her breasts, plucking the nipple through the material of her blouse. It grew taut in response. Michaela pushed along him, rubbing against the hard length of his cock. He sucked on her tongue, groaning as his other hand dropped to her ass, hauling her even closer.

The sound of their heavy breathing filled the room. Kye’s kiss turned more demanding, taking her lips like a starving man. Michaela clung to him, becoming more turned-on, wanting what only Kye could give her.

Breaking contact with his mouth, she stepped out of his arms. “I want you naked and on my bed,” she said as she reached for his hand.

“I can’t think of anything else I want more than stripping you out of your clothes,” he huskily replied.

When his fingers closed around hers, Michaela led Kye to her bedroom. Once inside, she headed straight for the bed. Standing at the end of it, she locked gazes with him, reaching for the buttons on his shirt and undoing each one. She then parted the material, slid it over his shoulders and down his arms. She didn’t think she’d ever get enough of looking at his body.

After taking a step forward, she placed kisses across his wide chest. At his flat nipples, she dragged her tongue across each one. They pebbled beneath it. Looking down, she set to work opening his jeans. That job done, she pushed them past his hips until they fell down his legs to pool at his ankles. Kye toed off his shoes, stepped out of his pants and kick them away.

Michaela’s gaze drifted along his body. It became focused on his cock. He was fully erect, his shaft sticking out straight from his body. She licked her lips at the sight of the small bead of pre-cum that appeared at the slit.

“Your turn,” Kye’s voice came across as a sexy rumble.

As she’d done to him, he undid the buttons on her blouse and took it off. The bra she wore soon followed. As he worked on her jeans, she used her toes to push down the straps of her high-heeled shoes and kicked them away. Kye took hold of the now open waistband of her pants and shoved them past her hips. He continued to follow them downward until he knelt at her feet to help her remove it.

His large hands dragged down her panties. Michaela held onto Kye’s shoulders for balance as she stepped out of them. She only had a second to tighten her grip as he nudged her legs farther apart and licked her pussy. He sucked and lapped, sending her body into overdrive. Her legs shook the higher he pushed her arousal. If not for his hands on her hips holding her steady, she wouldn’t have remained upright.

Kye drove her to the very brink of climax before he pulled away. Michaela whimpered, feeling the loss of his tongue. He stood and lifted her off her feet at the same time. He brought her down on the bed and stretched out on his side next to her. He claimed her lips in a heated kiss.

Needing to touch Kye, Michaela trailed her fingers down his chest. His stomach muscles jumped as she caressed his abs. Lower she went until she brushed against the head of his cock. He moaned into her mouth when she wrapped her hand around his shaft and stroked him up and down. The feel of him made her pussy ache to be filled.

Michaela shifted to lie facing Kye. She continued to pump his erection as her wetness leaked onto her inner thighs. She wanted him. Wanted him buried so deeply inside her she wouldn’t be able to tell where she ended and he began. She knew he’d give her a good ride. His cock was big enough he’d fill her all the way up.

Remembering how Kye had liked it the last time they’d been together, when she'd licked where his shoulder and neck met, she broke contact with his mouth. Michaela kissed a trail down to his chin, taking the time to gently nip it before going lower until she reached that particular spot. As he’d done the first time, he buried his fingers in her hair to hold her against him. His whole body stiffened as if in anticipation.

“Michaela, you have no idea what you’re doing to me,” Kye said gruffly. She dragged her teeth along his skin. “Shit,” he hissed. “More. Let me feel more of your teeth.”

Prepared to give him what he wanted, she sucked the area before giving Kye a harder than gentle nip. That one bite seemed to be all that he’d needed to no longer restrain himself.

Michaela found herself flipped onto her back with Kye’s hips wedged between her legs. The tip of his cock brushed against her slick opening. She spread her thighs wider, hoping to urge him to push home. She looked up at him and found he had his eyes closed and the veins in his neck stood out as he held himself rigid.

“I…I can’t,” he said through gritted teeth.

Not about to let things end there, Michaela grabbed his ass and pulled him forward as she pushed down, taking the head of his shaft inside her. With what sounded like a quiet wolf’s howl, Kye sank his entire length into her pussy. She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her heels at the small of his back as he plunged in and out of her.

Michaela’s eyes drifted shut, so she could better focus on the pleasure she felt from having him take her with his cock. She hadn’t been wrong—he fit perfectly inside her. She squeezed her inner muscles around his pumping shaft and it grew harder.

She lifted her hips, matching each of Kye’s strokes. It wasn’t going to take much to make her come. Already, her orgasm built deep inside her, working its way to the surface. Michaela clutched his biceps, holding on as he lifted to support himself on his hands and angled his cock just where she needed him.

As she came closer to teetering on the edge of finding her release, Michaela felt something else. Something she’d never experienced before during lovemaking. It was almost as if a part of her reached out for Kye. Not in the physical sense, but more essence-like. She gasped in response when it was enclosed and then joined with the same type of thing that had come from Kye.

Whatever it was, the instant the essences became one, her pussy climaxed around his plunging cock. Michaela let out a whimpered moan, riding the waves of intense pleasure that washed over her. Kye stiffened above her and groaned as he too came.

After it was over, he collapsed on top of her. She didn’t mind his heavy weight pushing her farther into the mattress. She wound her arms around his back and shifted under him, feeling the still hard length of his cock buried deep inside her. Just as he had done the night before, Kye kept his erection after orgasm.

Michaela relaxed and kissed his shoulder. Kye propped himself up on his bent arms and brushed his lips across hers before he deepened the contact. He had her breathing hard again once he pulled away.

“Don’t get too comfortable there,” he said. “I haven’t had all of my dessert yet.”

He pulled out of her and shifted them both until they were on their sides with her back pressed against his chest. His erect shaft came to rest between her legs. Kye rocked forward, rubbing the head of it against her clit. She pushed back on him, becoming more aroused.

“Kye,” she panted, “I want you inside me again.”

“Don’t worry. You’ll get what you need.”

He lifted her leg and put it on top of his. Kye continued to rub himself along her pussy until he was slickly wet with her juices, then he sheathed himself to the hilt. Michaela moaned at the sensation of his thickness filling her, stretching her. What she thought sounded like a low growl rumbled out of him. It turned her on even more.

His pace became faster and harder as he took her from behind. Michaela gripped his plunging cock with her inner walls, loving the feel of him inside her. Kye reached around and found her clit. He plucked at the small bundle of nerves, and it was enough to send her flying again. Once more, he came the same time she did. His erection pulsed, filling her with his cum.

Michaela was surprised to feel Kye remained hard, even though he’d come twice. He pulled out of her and nestled her closer against him, tucking her head under his chin. An arm settled over her waist and held her tight. His cock pressed along her bottom.

Kye kissed the top of her head. “I think a nap is in order, because I intend to put the rest of the night to good use.”

She smiled. “In other words, I’m not going to get much sleep?”

“It’s underrated when we can use those hours in a more enjoyable way.”

“Mmm, I think I have to agree with you on that. It’s a good thing I don’t have to work tomorrow.”

“Perfect. Now nap, because I’ll be waking you very soon.”

Michaela closed her eyes and relaxed against Kye. Surrounded by him, liking exactly where she was, she drifted off into slumber.

Kye felt Michaela’s body relax even more as she slept. He held her close, relishing the feel of her in his arms. It hadn’t been his intention, but he’d claimed her as his mate. One little bite from her where his shoulder and neck met, and all his plans had gone totally out the window. He’d played with fire when he’d urged her to use her teeth on that spot. For a male werewolf, it was the biggest turn-on to have his mate bite him there. If a mark was left behind, all the better, because it was a sign to warn off other females, and to show he was taken.

The sensation of Michaela nipping him had wreaked havoc on his control over the mating urge. It had amped it up to the point where he’d barely hung on by the skin of his teeth. Then having her take the head of his cock inside her pussy, it had been too much. There had been no stopping what had happened next. Not that he regretted it. He’d just hoped to have gotten over the sticky part of explaining about his being a werewolf first.

Be that as it may, Kye couldn’t get around it. Plus, there was the added bonus of the mating urge no longer riding his ass, since he’d made Michaela his. The only drawback was he had to make sure he stayed near her at all times. At this stage, having to go through separation anxiety would not be something he’d want his mate to experience. She wouldn’t have a clue what was happening to her.

But with her not having to go to work in the morning, Kye decided he’d wait to tell her his secret for at least a day. He was going to have the job of convincing Michaela that his feelings for her were true, and that he wanted her to move into the Protectors’ mansion with him. He loved her, and even without the threat of what would happen to them if they were apart, he didn’t want to be away from her. With the mating bond in place, how he felt about her had solidified even more.

Kissing the top of Michaela’s head again, and taking a deep breath of her scent, Kye settled more comfortably behind her. He’d sleep, then make love to her again. Each time he did, it would only make the bond between them stronger. And hopefully, when the time came for him to reveal what he truly was, his mate would be more inclined to accept him.