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Tarian Outcast (New Tarian Pride #3)(16)
Author: T.S. Joyce

Feeling playful, she spread her bent legs and then flapped them like a butterfly’s wings. It wasn’t very sexy, and she almost got a leg cramp. “This is as close as I get to seduction.”

“That would be a bad idea,” he murmured, staring between her legs. “A very…”

She spread her knees wider and ran her fingertips down her stomach, then rested them lightly between her thighs.

“Oh, fuck,” he whispered. Kannon adjusted his dick and cleared his throat. “I’m gonna…go…make something to eat.” He snarled up his lip in a hungry expression that made her stomach dip to her toes.

You can eat me. Say it sexy. Be smooth.

All that came out was, “Eat good.” God, she was the worst seducer ever.

He backed out of the doorway suddenly and disappeared into the hall.

That rejection stung. And it confused her. They had one night together.

Men were mysterious creatures.

Maybe she should stop being weird and go help him make something to eat.

But when she made her way quietly out to the living room, he was leaning hard against a counter on both locked arms, muttering something to himself. And then he stood straight and ran his hands through his hair. He sighed out the word, “Shhhhhhhhit.”

“I’m really sorry,” she told him, hovering at the mouth of the hallway.

“You have nothing in the world to apologize for. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Want me to help cook?”

“Today has been insane—”

“Okay, I can give you space! You’re probably tired and feeling…all…liony. I can hang out in the bedroom and try to sleep.” She turned to go.

“Don’t go!” He cleared his throat and then said softer, “Please, don’t go.”

“All right.” Katy made her way into the kitchen. “About tonight. With Abel?” She inhaled deeply. “Thank you.”

“Always.” His eyes were so intense as he said that oath. Always.

“You missed your steak dinner. I can thaw some out and grill them for you if you want.”

“Well, that’s the sweetest thing a man has ever offered me this late at night. I can’t have your meat, but you will make me some meat.” She stood there grinning. Grinned bigger. Blinked slow. “Get it?”

“Dear Lord, woman.”

“It won’t improve with time,” she enlightened him. “I actually get worse with age.”

A teeny smile was tugging at the corners of his lips. “I like that about you.”

“I have a craving,” she said, looking at him with the naughtiest face she could think of. She probably looked like a twitchy weasel. “For macaroni.”

He huffed a laugh and dropped his eyes to her cleavage in the baggy V-neck sweater she was wearing. “Whatever you want, you can have.”

It was so sweet the way he said it that she drew up short and couldn’t find any words to respond. After a few seconds, she asked, “How about I make food as a thank you for helping me tonight?” Because good-golly, that had been sexy AF watching him drag her stalker out of the restaurant by his neck.

Kannon closed the distance between them suddenly and eased her back against the counter. As he kissed her, he pressed his body against hers hard enough that she could feel his swollen cock.

She reached between them and cupped him, rubbed her palm up his long shaft, and reveled in the hungry groan he made. His hand went to the back of her hair where he gripped her, eased her chin into the air as his lips went to her throat. Kiss, kiss, nibble, and now she was the one groaning. His other hand explored her body, massaging her hips, her butt, then slipping up her shirt to her breasts. She was on fire.

But suddenly he pulled away and leaned against the counter on the other side of the kitchen.

She was shocked at the separation of their skin.

“If I do this,” he said in a gravelly voice, “there’s no going back. Not for me.”

“Well, probably not for me either. I don’t really think you could un-stick your dick in me, so—”

“Not what I’m talking about, Katy. I mean if I let myself do all the things I want to you, my animal won’t want to leave you alone. He already doesn’t want to leave you alone,” he admitted low. “He’s a little…possessive.”

Well, that sounded hot. She’d always wanted a man to be possessive of her, so she was having trouble seeing the downside. “Right. Then if you think it’s a bad idea, I shall look less attractive and will only say things that annoy you for the rest of the night.”

“You couldn’t look unattractive if you tried, and you’re the least annoying person on the planet, so good luck with that.”

She cleared her throat primly and said, “You go and relax. I’m really good at making pasta from a box.”

She turned to the pantry, but his hands were back on her hips, fingertips digging in, dragging her ass against his pelvis. There was his erection, pressing into her back. By the third time he rubbed against her, she was gasping and reaching over her head to grip the back of his neck.

He whispered, “I need to fuck you,” into her ear. “I want to drive my dick so far into you, you don’t sit for a week without thinking of what we did here. I want you screaming my name. I want my cum dripping down your legs. I want to feel how wet I can make you.”

Her legs buckled, but he kept her upright. She braced her arms against the open doorframe of the pantry as he slid his hand down the front of her to cup her sex. He unsnapped and unzipped her jeans, and when he reached inside her panties, he let off the sexiest growl right in her ear as he felt the wetness of her folds. “Good girl.”

She arched back against him when he pushed two fingers inside of her as he rubbed his dick against her back. It felt better than anything had ever felt before. Her body was so primed for him, begging for more, begging for any crumb of affection he was willing to give her. His zipper sounded, and the rustle of fabric as he shoved his pants down his thighs made her nipples perk up to tight buds. Oh, she wanted this so bad. Wanted it fast and hard. She’d been scared tonight and then shocked, and she wanted to lose her mind for a little while. After Kannon pushed her jeans and panties down her legs, she kicked out of them until she was clad in only her sweater. His fists gripped the hem and pulled it over her head, and then her bra was on the floor just as fast.

He turned her, and his mouth collided with hers just as her back hit the edge of the counter. Kannon bent at the knees and positioned the head of his cock right there, right where it felt good.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she murmured against his lips. Do it!

He eased in an inch and she moved with him, completely lost to the feeling of connection and ecstasy. He pushed into her farther.

“Harder,” she begged, and Kannon drove into her so deep she cried out. It felt so damn good. So good.

His body tensed, his back flexed under her clawing nails, and she couldn’t find it in herself to care about how fast and hard they were going at this. Kannon bucked into her faster and faster until she was there, screaming with every thrust, loving the slick sound of his cock entering her over and over. He stayed deep, pumping into her shallow, groaning, growling. Just as her body was rocked with an orgasm, he rammed into her and throbbed warmth. He moved with her in jerky motions, drawing their releases out as she clawed at his back and closed her eyes to the world. His teeth were on her throat, but she didn’t care. He wasn’t biting to hurt her, just a gentle nip every time he twitched from his orgasm.

He was done, and now this was the part she hated—the separation afterward, and the feeling of being left. The feeling of shame.

But Kannon didn’t separate. He eased her down with him until they were sitting on the kitchen floor, her in his lap, his dick still buried inside her. He rubbed her back. Her shoulders. Brushed his knuckles against her cheek. Kissed her neck as her heartrate came back down to earth. And she did the same, coveting him, too. Wordlessly, she stroked the dark stubble on his face, memorizing the feel of it on her fingertips. She traced every striation in his muscles, his pecs, biceps, abs, down, down to where they were connected. There was no hurry, no rush. They could’ve sat there for hours, she didn’t know.

All she knew was this was what falling was supposed to feel like.

This was real. It was letting her heart open little by little and letting him in. It was making a place in his heart, too.

No matter what happened tomorrow, or the next day, she would never forget what this felt like. This butterfly—smiley, giggly, happy, joyous feeling that welled up in her chest as Kannon treated her so tenderly. She could love him so easily. She couldn’t tell him that though, because she knew their future.

“Kannon?” She searched his dark eyes. “I feel… I feel…”

“Say it,” he whispered.

“I just…feel.”

He stroked his finger against her cheek and smiled. “Me, too.”

Chapter Seventeen

Everything would be fine.

Katy sniffed, but then stomped her foot hard on the soft earth to punish herself for that weakness.

She would simply go back to her old life, work her monotonous car-wrap job, and eat TV dinners with her three Venus flytraps until she got tired of living and snuffed out of existence, old and alone. Maybe she should start collecting cats. Orange ones that looked like little lions.

Sniff.

Stomp.

Could she do this? Go back to her existence before everything had become exciting? Before she knew what it was really like to be touched and held and kissed and hugged and coveted by a man? Before she knew what love really was?

Sob.

Stomp.

Her suitcase bumbled along behind her. She was damn tempted to just leave the thing behind right along with the lengthy love letter she’d written Kannon this morning. She’d left it under a stone on his porch chair, the one she’d sat on while they’d talked all night long.

A love letter. Her.

   
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