Secured Heart (Timberon Cat Book 1) Read online

  This weekend was going to be more intense than he’d anticipated. The physical aspect was one thing, but the emotional was a whole other journey.

  ~YH~

  “I can’t eat all of this?” She glanced from the pile of meat and sides spread out on the table before her to the male who claimed her as his mate.

  Kal tilted his head back and laughed, then he set a large empty plate in front of her. “We won’t eat it all in one sitting, Lana, but by three a.m. Sunday we will have most of it consumed.”

  The food smelled wonderful. The aroma of the roasted, barbequed and seared poultry filled the two-room cabin. The caterer that prepared it for them had done a wonderful job making her mouth water just getting a whiff of the chicken and fish. There were potatoes made several different ways and rice. Not to mention the fact Kal had made a huge bowl of trail mix and had it on the table.

  “Why? Can’t I just make a plate and be done with it? That’s how normal first dates happen.”

  “True.” He claimed his seat beside her. “However, as you know Amofeli are not normal men.”

  “I know this now for sure.” She shook her head, not even sure where to start or if she should just serve herself a handful of nuts and dried fruit and be done with it. “What is the point of this besides having your girlfriend gain thirty pounds in a day?”

  “You will burn every bit of it off, trust me.” His amber gaze held hers. “Mate of mine, our mating time is coming up. Sunday.”

  “I remember you saying something about that in the car when we drove here. Explaining this weekend was important for me to be with you. That sex was involved.” She felt her heart rate kick up. Since last Monday, she had found it hard to go longer than twenty minutes without thinking of Kal feasting between her thighs. If she ever had desire for him before, it seemed like a small infatuation compared to how her body wanted him now.

  “Not just sex, lovely Lana. Nonstop sex.”

  She frowned. “Nonstop… As in over and over—”

  He cupped her hand on the table. “And over again. Which is why we gorge on protein and starch the day before. Because there’s no stopping to eat only drink water during the thirteen hours, and energy is important for stamina.”

  Stamina. As sexy as that word was coming from his perfectly shaped lips, she felt her body shake with nerves. “Umm, I don’t know if I can take that much…banging.”

  Tugging her closer to him, he rested his cheek against hers, cinnamon and sage enveloping her as he spoke. “My energy will renew your energy, mate. You will not only take but give.” His voice was a low husky timbre, seducing and drawing her in as he stroked the back of her hand. “Since tasting you, I’ve been slowly going out of my mind wanting to be inside of you…feel your warm, slick cream coating my cock. Know the warmth of your tight pussy holding me. In just a few hours, you will truly be mine, Lana.”

  Days ago she had believed it was a wonder that she had come just from his kiss, now she was teetering on the edge of another orgasm from his words. She squeezed her thighs together as she reminded herself she still had several hours to go.

  Pressing her cheek tighter to his, she traced the edge of his ear with her tongue and whispered. “Can’t we just rehearse a little first?”

  Growling, he squeezed her hand and stepped back. “Even with the wondrous aroma of your wetness soaking you panties and jeans, I have to hold out. We need to be patient. Food then fuck.”

  She laughed at his coarse, sexy words. “Got it.” Picking up her fork, she asked, “Where do I start? Is there an order to eating this?”

  “Nope.” He passed her a blue cloth napkin from the table and set one beside his plate before reaching in and grabbing not one but two Cornish hens and setting them on his plate.

  The birds looked beautiful, but she went with something more her size, the seared chicken breasts under apple-cranberry chutney.

  “Since all we can do is eat and talk over the next twenty-four hours,” she sliced a chunk of meat off, “tell me about why you went to Afghanistan.”

  The bone clinked the plate as it dropped from his fingers, clean. He took a moment to swallow down the bite from the bird. Wiping his mouth, he glanced over at her. “The long and short of it is to say you. But, I’m sure you want more than that.”

  “I do.” She added a heap of mashed potatoes to her plate.

  “I wanted you, Lana. I realized when you started being courted by Stellar that I had royally screwed up things with you. Even though my cat knew you were mine, I was a little stubborn and immature.”

  “Keep going.” She smiled as she forked in potatoes, then moaned. The spuds were buttery and creamy.

  “Hey, save all those sounds for later.” He groaned, bawling up the napkin in his fist.

  “I’ll try.” She pushed out her lip, pretending to be sullen.

  He laughed, then continued. “Honestly, I thought you would always be there. Besides Dwayne, you were my best friend. I had been honest with you in a way I had never been with any other woman.” Releasing the cloth, he cupped her face. “Selfishly I thought because you knew the truth of my kind that you would just wait around.”

  “You were wrong.” She turned her face into his palm. “Not because every fiber of my being didn’t want to be with you, but because I didn’t know if there would ever be more than a friendship with us. You never let on to anything else.”

  “My mistake.”

  “Maybe both of ours. I was a big girl. I could have told you how I felt. A few weeks after I started working for Stellar and I knew he had an interest or fascination with me, I went on a spa weekend with Tresa.”

  “I was never in your sister’s favor when she came come to the college to visit you.”

  Nodding, Lana laughed. “Never. Tresa said you were a player. When I told her how Stellar was wining and dining me and had hinted at marriage, she asked me what I was waiting for. Why I hadn’t told Stellar yes.” She cut another chunk of chicken and lifted her fork toward her mouth. “Not that she was telling me to do it, just forcing the questions I didn’t want to ask myself.”

  “I’m sure.” Sounding doubtful he ripped his second hen in half.

  She placed her free hand over his wrist, stilling his movements. “My sister didn’t hate you. She just knew I was mooning over you and wanted me to have a life. So, when I got back after the weekend, I plowed fully into this magical life Stellar seemed to be creating around me. But when I had doubts it turned into a nightmare.”

  Turning his hand over, he held hers. “I’m sorry you got hurt back then by me and by that asshole.”

  “Thank you.” Leaning in, she kissed him. Obeying the rules of sexuality she kept it sedate, quick. “I couldn’t settle for a substitute of the man I really wanted.”

  ~YH~

  The seductive, potent and sweet scent of osmanthus and rum vanilla warmed him from the inside out like a kiss of sunshine. It made him both happy and aroused. He had begun to awaken two minutes ago, precisely at five twenty-four. No one had to tell him that the sun was beginning to rise over the eastern horizon. He didn’t have to see the first rays brightening the window to know the Summer Solstice had begun. Mating day was in full effect.

  Even with the urgency of his feline and the throbbing of his cock, he just lay beside his mate inhaling her delicious aroma.

  “So, how does this freak-fest start?”

  Parting his lids he stared into the lovely brown face of Lana who lay on her side with her hands folded beneath her cheek. Her dark, mahogany gaze captured his.

  He smiled. It was good to see he wasn’t the only one anxious for the day to begin. “Good morning, mate.”

  “Hi, yourself.” Her full lips turned up into the sweetest smile.

  Reaching a hand out, he caressed along her bare skin, touching her lightly from her shoulder to her hips where the covers rested. She shivered at his touch and it matched the quivers of desire going through his body. “It has begun.”

  Her brows pulle
d together a little. “Just by a simple touch?”

  Inching closer to her, so he could feel the heat of her, he teased, “What did you expect, to wake up with me pumping away inside of you?”

  Not that the thought didn’t play in his mind from one dream to another. However, this was his mate, not just a woman he wanted to fulfill his lust.

  “I guess.” Leaning in, she brushed his nose with hers. “Does that mean we can’t pump and bang?”

  “Absolutely not.” He slipped his hand beneath the blanket and cupped her ass, drawing her nearer.

  “Good. A girl’s got needs.” Dragging her top leg up along his hip, she opened herself to his touch.

  “You found the right Amofeli to fill them.” Pulling her onto his chest, he lowered his hand and pressed a finger into her pussy. She was as drenched as she smiled.

  She pushed against him. “Hm, more.” Lowering her lips, she captured his mouth in a fierce untamed kiss.

  He growled with pleasure. It seemed his cat had met its match. As if she too were affected by the sun, Lana was as horny as he was. Burying a hand into her long hair that surrounded their faces like a curtain, he fisted it tight to hold her in place as he deepened the kiss. His tongue took over her mouth as he added two more fingers into her sex.

  She gasped at the thick invasion.

  However, he needed to prepare her for what was to come. It wasn’t just that his kind were larger in size than most human men were, during Solstice their arousal was so strong they swelled as well. Once he was inside Lana, he would fill her in a way she’d never been taken before.

  “Ahh…yes.” She didn’t shy away. Grinding her hips to his fingers, she rode him as she glided her clit up and down his shaft.

  Her body began to shudder as her moans increased and her nails cut into his shoulders. She whimpered and sighed in his mouth as her first orgasm of the day started.

  Using the advantage of her climax, he entered her with a fourth finger and thrust them along her slick walls.

  Pulling her lips from his, she screamed. “Oh, oh, oh…Kaaaaaaaaal!”

  He worked her through the pulsing wracking her body as he increased his speed and the cream from her pooled into his palm. He flicked his thumb over her clit before he removed the fingers from inside of her.

  Shifting them so she lay beneath him, he stared down into her face.

  Opening her eyes, she gazed at him, her beautiful brown eyes hazed with her recent pleasure and curiosity. “Why do I feel like that wasn’t enough?”

  “Because you are feeding off my energy. It will sustain you and take you through the day with me.” Bringing his cock to the mouth of her sex, he asked, “You ready for what comes next?”

  One of her hands palmed the back of his neck and the other she caressed one side of his goatee, using the back of her knuckles. “Oh, yes.”

  Bringing his lips to hers, he kissed her lightly, as he hooked her legs over his arms and held her wide. Angling his shaft just right, he started forward. It took all of his strength to keep his eyes on her face and not to hit his mark inside her with one thrust.

  Her lips stretched as he pressed inside of her. “Um…” she licked her lips. “Maybe I’m not quite as ready as I thought.” Moving her hips, she edged back away from him.

  He was barely a quarter of the way in.

  “Your pussy is creaming around me, my mate. You’re more than ready.” He gripped her thighs more firmly, holding her in place. “Do you trust me?”

  If she said no, he would stop. It would kill him, but he would. The last thing he wanted to do was frighten or hurt her.

  Flexing her fingers on his neck, she nodded. “Make me yours forever, Kal.”

  Those words were like a lightning bolt to his heart. “Oh, mate.” A frisson of heat course down his spine and into his dick. Pulling back, he drove into her more. Now, halfway there, he continued to work his length along her walls, going in further each time.

  “Release me.”

  “What?” His brow was as taut as his gut. She’d just confirmed her trust in him, had she changed her mind? Am I hurting her?

  Lana was the only woman he’d ever taken during Solstice. It was something only to be shared with one’s mate. Amofeli males had been doing this exact same thing for generations. Was he doing something wrong?

  “You’re holding me too tight, I can’t move.”

  Unsure of what she wanted to do, he let go of her thighs and took hold of her hips to keep her under him. Unless she told him she no longer wanted this, he wasn’t letting her get far. Besides, as heightened as his desire was for her, his cat would force him to chase her down.

  He could feel his feline shiver with the thoughts. Cats loved to purse things for fun as well as to maim.

  She squirmed around until she situated herself beneath him, then brought her legs up around his hips. “Okay, let’s do this.”

  Chuckling, he shook his head. “You are something else.”

  Her smile beamed as she gave him a wink. “It’s no fun getting fucked if a girl can’t participate.”

  He enjoyed her raw words. “Getting fucked is exactly what you’re going to get..” Kissing her, he started thrusting in and out of her again.

  Each time he entered her, she arched her hips and met him. Working in tandem the two of them brought him to the mouth of her womb. Her pussy was stretched tightly around him. But not once did she hesitate or whimper in discomfort.

  The heels of her feet pressed into his ass cheeks as she gave back to him in the same passionate manner he took her.

  “Don’t stop!”

  “Never,” he growled.

  On and on they went. The blanket slid from the bed, pillows were tossed away and the headboard made permanent dents in the walls, but nothing impeded their lovemaking.

  Lana came, crying out her pleasure as her pussy milked his own release from him.

  Filling her with his seed, his essence joined hers and made her more slippery, easing his way.

  They were both panting when he rolled to his back carrying her with him. “Again.”

  “Oh, yeah…” With her palms flat on his chest she leaned up and seated herself on his dick.

  Observing her position, he admired that fact that she could look both regal and erotic at the same time. His gaze charted a course along her body as he took in the sight of her glowing brown face, covered in a light sheen of sweat and surrounded by an ebony cloud of untamed hair. Her breasts were set up full with taut dark tips that beckoned his mouth to taste. He continued on past her waist, then pressed her thighs wider. The view of her sex stuffed with his cock and her clit swollen and protruding from her labia caused fire to blaze through his bones and his claws to extend.

  “Ssst!” She wiggled, hissed, then moaned as her lids lowered.

  Seeing her response to the evidence of the feline that was harbored inside of him, he gingerly dragged his nails up her sides and around to her breasts. He finished by plucking the stiff tips.

  “You like that?”

  “My whole body feels alive and connected to you.” She rotated her ass and squeezed her pussy around him.

  “Fuck!” The single word exploded from him as pleasure rocked his body at her movement.

  “Your body,” she went on. “Your scent…voice...mouth…nails and your cock. I’m sensitive to everything about you.”

  “It’s ten times as intense for me.” He bucked up into her, pressing deeper.

  Her gaze locked on his as she spoke. “Make me feel more.” It was a demand.

  He answered it. “Ride me.”

  As she began to bounce and sway on his dick, he balanced himself on his elbows. Leaning forward, he licked one of her nipples then the other.

  She moaned but didn’t stop working herself on his hard length as she wound her hips as she continued to go up and down.

  Pumping into her hard, he pulled one peak into his mouth. He flicked her nipple with his tongue. His core was in knots as his second orgasm sta
rted to barrel upon him with the power and intensity of a freight train. It took all of his strength to hold it at bay waiting for Lana to climax.

  Her sex clutched his dick in a firm grip and he could feel the quivers racing through her body—she was close.

  Adding to her pleasure and hoping to push her over the edge, he sucked her breast into his mouth and circled the nub pressed to his tongue, then he allowed the low rumble to move up from his chest, into his throat and to his mouth. He used the vibration to tease and taunt her into ecstasy.

  “Oooooooh,” she cried out as she dug her hands into his hair and held him against her.