Wild Tendy (IceCats 2)

I draw in a deep breath. His eyes are something wicked for sure. “I think I’m gonna like all of that.”

“Oh, I’m gonna make damn sure you do,” he says against my mouth. “And if I think you don’t, I’ll just bury my face right here.” He cups my pussy, and yup, I’m pretty sure I’m going to die from coming at this man’s hands. It will be a really great way to go. No fucks in the world. Flying on a cloud of desire.

“I think that’s a fantastic idea.”

He grins against my mouth. “I do too.”

He wraps his arms around my waist and picks me up off the ground. I wrap my legs around his waist as I hold his face in my hands and our lips meet once more. He carries me into his bedroom and slowly lays me down on the bed. I feel my eyes roll up in the back of my head as he kisses down my jaw and neck. When he hovers over me, I meet his eyes with mine in a fiery connection. Jesus, his eyes are hooded, dark, and I’m ready for all the naughty things they promise me.

He runs his hands down my dress, grabbing the fabric at the bottom. “I can’t rip this, can I?”

“No, I will legit bite you if you do. Right in the jugular.”

He looks over at me with a disturbed look on his face. “That’s violent.”

“Don’t rip my favorite dress.”

He grins as he pulls it up, exposing my thighs. He moves down my body, running his tongue along me as he reveals more skin. I moan from my soul. He follows the fabric of my dress up with his tongue, not missing a spot with his tongue or teeth. When he pulls the dress above my head, I lie there in my bra, rubber boobs, and a very revealing thong. He licks his lips as he looks me over.

“You are by far the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen,” he murmurs against my skin, making it really hard to believe otherwise. He pulls me up and unhooks my bra, throwing it along with the boobs to the floor. I thought it would be weird, but I’m so far gone, I don’t even care. The refreshing thing is, I don’t think he cares either. He kisses down the center of my chest, yanking at my thong with his hands as he licks and bites. I’m freaking lost in the feel of his mouth, arching so I can feel it even more. His fingers bite into my skin, and I cry out when he traces his tongue along my left scar.

“Does it hurt?”

I cover my chest with my hands. “Not at all. I don’t even feel anything. Still a bit numb after all this time.”

He kisses my scars again. He then kisses up my throat, my jaw, before meeting my gaze, and he pulls my hands away. “Why are you so embarrassed by them?”

“Because I’m not fully a woman, in a way. The only thing that makes me different from a preteen boy is my vagina.”

He presses his palm into my other breast. “Well, with a great pussy like yours, you really don’t need anything else.”

I smile against his lips. “I want to get implants, but I never had the money to do so. And then there’s Callie. I have to make sure she is set before me.”

He brings in his brows. “She has the gene?”

I nod, my eyes welling up with tears. “Yes, and it kills me on a daily basis that I couldn’t protect her from it.”

His eyes change. Gone is the heat, and I feel stupid. I wipe away my tear, shaking my head. “Way to ruin the moment, Aviva.”

“No,” he says sternly. “You didn’t ruin it. You just made me want you more.”

“Nico…” I don’t even know what I was going to say. I just had to say his name.

“I think you are so damn hot, so damn womanly, and everything I want.”

I close my eyes. “You’re unreal.”

“I know, but I feel like I’ve been thinking that about you since I met you.”

Before I can say anything, his mouth takes mine, and slowly he slides my thong down my thighs. He sits up, pulling it down and off me before standing up at the side of the bed. I watch as he drinks me in, and I wonder what he is thinking. His look is so hot and wanton, but after putting myself down for so many years, I find it hard to believe he really wants me. He grabs me by my ankles, pulling me to the edge of the bed, and I laugh. He takes my wrists, lifting me up and into his arms. I slam into him, but it doesn’t hurt; it only makes me burn from the inside out. He snakes his arm around me, lifting me so that our lips meet as he carries me into the bathroom.