Thadd maneuvered them until they were further away from her truck and into the trees where passersby wouldn’t be able to see them. “I dare anyone, or anything to try and harm you. You think I was frightening back in the woods at your place before? That was nothing compared to what I’d become if your life were threatened, upendo.” He backed her up to a tree, his arm going between the rough bark and her body.
“You don’t scare me, gratus.” She licked her lips.
“I should. Goddamn I should. The things I want to do to you, to make you do to me. I want to see you on your knees taking my cock, coming down your throat before you even get a chance to taste my come on your tongue. I’ll have you pinned beneath me before you even catch your breath, shoving my still hard dick inside your sweet pussy, loving every squeal, every claw mark you give me. So yeah, you should be terrified of me.”
Torrance stared up at him, her large dark eyes luminous. “Good goddess, I think I just came from your words.”
He inhaled, taking in her heightened sweet scent. “Hmm, more cream for me to lick up.” Taking his mate for the first time in the woods probably isn’t the ideal place. Erasing the visions, he’d been plagued with for too many nights with new ones—ones with her looking at him after he made her come, or as he filled her, those were what he wanted to stamp into his mind.
“Tell me now if you would rather wait until we are in a more civilized place before I kiss you like I want to.”
She laughed. “Is that a euphemism for what we are about to do?”
“I find it sexy as hell when you use big words.” Thadd didn’t give her a chance to say anything else, taking her next breath into his mouth in a kiss he’d been thinking about since he’d first seen her in the flesh. It was different than their other kisses. This was a claiming kiss.
Chapter Six
Torrance tried to contain the whimper as Thadd devoured her lips. Holy shit, the man kissed like he did everything, with a skill and a hunger that had her panting. She was fairly certain she could handle him, physically. Although she’d never been with a man in the physical way, she figured it had to be relatively the same as when she’d used her trusty BOB. Of course, that was before she felt the monster he had between his legs, throb against the apex of hers.
She lifted her head, both of them panting from the kiss. How had they switched spots to where he was the one leaning against the tree? She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts so she could concentrate on important things like him spearing her with his third arm. “Thadd,” she breathed, only to gasp in a breath when he eased them down to the leaf strewn ground. Seriously, she had it worked out in her head what she’d say, but he wiped every rational thought from her head as he stared down at her with a look so all-consuming and full of an emotion. She didn’t think any male would ever feel for her the way she’d dreamed a male like he seemed to.
“Wewe ni kamili,” he said, feathering kisses over her lips.
“What?” She arched against him, her body giving what he was asking.
“You are perfect. Nimekungojea maisha yako. I have waited a lifetime for you. I would gladly wait another if it meant you were there at the end.” He sucked at her neck, giving her biting kisses without breaking the skin.
“Oh, my goddess, you are undoing me with words and kisses. What did they do, give you a manual on sexy talk down in Texas? No, that can’t be right, because that’s definitely not English.” She’d never heard words spoken so beautifully before.
He licked a path along her collarbone, nibbling and kissing his way down until he was biting the tips of her breasts through the shirt and bra. The sensitive tips so hard even the two layers couldn’t lessen the affect he had on her.
“Mmm, I have not spoken my native language since I left Kenya. I find with you, those words are easiest, when every other thought is scrambled. Unless we skip words and get to actions, which are you naked and me getting in you.” He sat back, staring down at her top as his hands plucked at her. “What color are your nipples?”
She wiggled, desperate for him to touch her bare flesh. “Why don’t you take my shirt off and find out for yourself?”
He hummed; the sound one she was coming to realize meant he was happy. His fingers were gentle as he lifted her top, helping her out of it. While she thought he’d rip the fabric in half, he did the opposite, gently taking it from her and setting it to the side, next went her bra, his deft fingers released the catch, but he didn’t move the cups aside immediately.
“What’s wrong?” she asked. The bulge in his jeans let her know he was very much in need of her, which was puzzling as to why he paused.
“I’m admiring my present before I open it. I’ve never received a gift before.” His fingers stroked over the tops of her breasts as he spoke, yet he didn’t meet her eyes.
She lifted her hands to his wrists. “Never?” Her heart ached. Even as a cub, he’d had a mother. Why would she never have given him
