But I could feel the tension in his broad shoulders. The hardness of his erection pressing against my stomach. The quivering in his muscles as he restrained desire. It was too much. I didn't want his restraint. I wanted him. Wanted to feel the heat of him deep inside. Not in five minutes, not in two minutes. Now. And if he wasn't going to take any action, then I damn well would.
I slipped a hand between us and wrapped my fingers around his cock. His body reacted to my touch, seeming to jump with eagerness.
"Someone's anxious," he murmured, as I guided him to where it was warm and wet and ready.
"Very," I whispered. "So stop mucking around and get down to the serious stuff."
The words were barely out of my mouth and he was in me, driving hard and deep. Horse-shifters took after their animal counterparts when it came to the shape and size of their cock, and having him fill me so completely was an incredibly satisfying sensation.
His thick groan was a sound I echoed, especially when he began to move. His strokes were fierce, like he couldn't drive himself hard enough or deep enough. Or simply couldn't get enough - a feeling I understood completely. Sex with Kade was entirely different to sex with either Quinn or Kellen - not better, not worse, just different. And it wasn't something I was ready to give up in a hurry - no matter what the other two might wish.
I wrapped my legs around his hips and urged him deeper still, using the tree to support my back as he thrust and thrust, until it felt as if the rigid heat of him was trying to spear right through my spine.
My breathing sharpened as pleasure spiraled, and all too quickly my climax hit, the convulsions stealing my breath and tearing a strangled sound from my throat. He came a heartbeat later, his body slamming into mine, the force of it driving slivers of bark into my back.
At that moment in time, the slivers could have been daggers and I wouldn't have given a damn.
When the tremors eased, he leaned his sweaty forehead against mine, his breathing harsh, velvet eyes alive with amusement and desire.
"Well, that took a little of the edge off."
I grinned and ran a hand down his hot, sweaty cheek. "So there's energy left for a more timely seduction?"
"Hell, yeah." He kissed me fiercely, then added, "Did I mention I haven't had sex for three weeks?"
"It's a wonder the sperm factories didn't explode under the stress of all that production and no outlet."
He snorted. "Isn't that the truth."
I lowered my feet to the ground, and he stepped back. "How much time have you got?"
I glanced at my watch. "About three-quarters of an hour."
"Good." He took my hand, walked across to grab the saddle blanket, then led me to the water's edge. "Sit," he ordered, after spreading the blanket. "And I'll remove the bark you undoubtedly have in your back while I update you."
"Update being a new term for sex?" I said hopefully.
He grinned and slapped my butt. "Behave. We need to discuss business before we get down to more serious pleasure."
"And here I was thinking sex came first, second, and third in line for horse-shifters."
"When I'm not working, it does. You turning Jack on?"
"God, what a revolting thought."
He chuckled. "You know what I mean."
I did, and flicked the com-link into action. "Jack? I'm with Kade."
"About time you reported in. I was getting worried."
"I had to pass a few more tests, and that house is shored up tighter than a straight boy's ass at a gay bar."
He snorted. "You have such a lovely way with words."
"Blame my pack-mate for that one." Kade still wasn't aware that Rhoan was my brother - it was a secret we kept from all but a few. I folded my legs and sat cross-legged on the mat. Kade squatted behind me, filling my senses with his warm, musky scent.
"Has Rhoan reported in yet?"