Chapter 11
“Hello, Willow.”
“Hey, Ronin.” Willow smiled at the bird shifter. “Dropping off your timesheet?”
“Yes.” He handed her the paper before leaning against the desk. “How are you?”
“I’m good, thanks. How’s it going with that sex-tart vampire? Whew, she’s something else, huh?”
“You have no idea,” Ronin sighed. “Swear to God, it’s like she has six hands.”
Willow laughed. “Mal said this morning that Mavina and her family left for a vacation in Italy this week. I bet you’re happy to have a break.”
Ronin nodded before glancing at Kat’s closed office door. “It seems kind of quiet in here for a Monday,” he said.
A small smile crossed Willow’s face. “Mal and Bishop are meeting with a client and will be back in about half an hour and Kat left early.”
“Oh?” Ronin’s voice was deceptively casual. “She have an appointment?”
“No,” Willow said. “Actually she won’t be back until Thursday.”
Ronin glanced at her door again. “Where is she?”
“She’s at home and will be for the next two days,” Willow said pointedly.
A strange look crossed Ronin’s face – a combination of anger and desire – and Willow frowned at him. “Ronin? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he said with none of his usual cheeriness. “See you later, Willow.”
* * *
You know how creepy this is, right?
Shut up.
Seriously, you’re sitting outside of your boss’ house while she’s inside fucking a tiger shifter. Go home, buddy. She doesn’t want you and you’re getting more pathetic by the day.
Ronin sighed and tapped his fingers against the steering wheel. Kat’s car was the only car in the driveway but that didn’t mean shit. Her heat cycle had started and she hadn’t called him which meant the tiger shifter was in her bed at this very moment.
Anger flooded through him at the thought of Kat fucking someone other than him and he was out of his car and stomping up her driveway before he could stop himself.
Stop it! What are you going to do? Throw the tiger shifter out of the house and take his place? You think that will make you feel better? Knowing that Kat will fuck you but only because you got rid of her first choice?
He paused with his fist raised to pound on the door. Jesus, what the hell was wrong with him? He couldn’t –
His head cocked and, not caring if Kat’s neighbours were watching, he pressed his ear against the door. He had excellent hearing, all birds did, and when he heard the soft moans and the low buzzing, a grin crossed his face. The sound of Kat’s vibrator didn’t necessarily mean the tiger shifter wasn’t with her but if Kat’s heat had just started and the tiger already needed a vibrator to help him satisfy her heat, then she’d probably be happy if Ronin kicked him out of her house and took over. He knocked lightly and waited for a minute or two. When she didn’t come to the door he snagged the spare key from under the flowerpot and let himself into the house.
* * *
Kat twisted and turned on the couch. Her heat had started half an hour ago and already she was regretting her choice to try and make it through on her own. Her cat was meowing incessantly for Ronin and she tried desperately to ignore it as she slipped the vibrator into her yoga pants and pressed it against her clit. It sent a shiver of pleasure through her and she moaned loudly before moving the vibrator to her wet entrance and pushing it in.
Dimly she was aware of knocking but already she was very close and the knocking was distant and meaningless. She slid the vibrator in and out and pretended it was Ronin’s hard cock. She closed her eyes as her hips rose and fell, and squeezed one firm breast.
“Ronin,” she moaned as her orgasm washed over. She arched her back and moaned his name again as her pussy clenched around the vibrator. She collapsed against the couch, her eyes still shut and listened to the low buzz of the vibrator.
“Fuck,” she said hoarsely. Desire was already starting to creep back in and her cat made a low hissing noise.
Find him! Take what is ours!
“No,” she whispered. “I can’t.”
“Can’t what, kitten?”
She screamed, her entire body jerking wildly, and nearly fell off the couch as her eyes flew open. Ronin was standing at the end of the couch and her cat purred loudly at the sight of him.
“Wh-what are you doing here?”
I was in the area, stopped by and heard some rather alarming noises. I was worried about you,” he said with a slow grin.
“How the hell did you get in here?” Redness was creeping across her cheeks. The fucking vibrator was still vibrating away and her cat was purring and meowing so loudly she could barely think straight.
“Key under the flowerpot, remember?”
“I – you should go,” she whispered. Her cat’s yowl of anger turned into a satisfied purr when Ronin dropped on to her and pinned her to the couch.
“You need to go,” she whispered again.
“Did you know your crotch is buzzing?” He asked teasingly.
“No it isn’t,” she lied.
“No?” His hand was down her pants and tugging lightly on the vibrator before she knew what was happening.
Her pelvis arched and she cried out when he pulled the vibrator from her aching pussy and ran the tip of it across her swollen clit.
“Is it your heat cycle?” He asked.
She nodded and he licked her mouth before nuzzling her throat. “Didn’t you make arrangements with a friendly tiger shifter to help you?”
She moaned as he ran the vibrator over her clit again and used his other hand to tug her shirt over her head.
“Gorgeous,” he whispered before sucking one swollen and hard nipple into his mouth.
She cried out again, her hands clutching helplessly at his back as he teased each nipple with his teeth and tongue.
“Didn’t you?” He lifted his head and stared at her.
“Ronin, please.”
“Katarina, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” she hissed at him.
“So why are you alone on your couch, screaming my name while you make yourself come with a vibrator?”
She blushed furiously. “I didn’t scream your name.”
He grinned at her, “You will.”
When she didn’t reply he licked her mouth again, pulling his head back when she tried to kiss him. “Tell me why the tiger shifter isn’t here.”
“He was busy.”
“That sounds like a lie to me. And, if he actually wanted to do something else other than fuck you during your,” he paused, “time of need, then he’s a moron.”
He studied her carefully. “Is he a moron, Katarina?”
“No,” she whispered.
“Then why isn’t he here?”
“I – I didn’t want him.”
“Who do you want?”
“You.”
A satisfied grin crossed his face. “I want you too, kitten.”
“Please, Ronin,” she suddenly begged, “I can’t take it. I need you so badly.”
He pushed the vibrator into her aching pussy and she made a harsh cry of need before bucking her hips against him.
“Does it feel good, kitten?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
“But you need more?”
“Yes,” she lifted her head and kissed him hard on the mouth. “I need your cock, Ronin. Don’t make me wait any longer.”
He sat up, taking the vibrator with him and she hissed angrily at him as she scrambled into a sitting position. He pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it on the couch. He undid his jeans and pushed them and his briefs down past his knees, smiling when she purred loudly at the sight of his erect cock.
“Hurry,” she demanded as she shoved her yoga pants down her legs and threw them on the floor.
“Patience, kitten. Here, hold this.”
He handed her the vibrator and she shut it off and tossed it on the couch as he tried to kick off his pants. She growled again before climbing on top of him.
“Patience, remem – “
He groaned loudly when she impaled herself on his cock. She gripped his shoulders and rode him frantically as her purring grew to a deafening level. He muttered a harsh curse when her pussy clamped down on his cock and her entire body shuddered above him. She collapsed against his chest, purring softly and he rubbed her back as she licked at his neck with her warm tongue.
“Better?” He asked.
She shook her head and bit him on the shoulder. “Don’t come yet. I need more, Ronin. Do you hear me?”
“I hear you, kitten. Take what you need.” He cupped her ass as she kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth and flicking it against his.
He returned her frantic kisses before moving his hands to her hips and lifting her off of him. She hissed angrily and scratched at him with her nails, and he caught her by the wrists and placed a light kiss on the palms of her hands.
“Easy, kitten.” He stood and made a grunt of surprise when she leaped on to him. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he staggered back, and slid her hand between their bodies. His cock was back inside her warmth before he had even caught his balance and he put one arm around her waist as she locked her hands behind his neck.
“Jesus, you’re flexible.”
“I’m a cat,” she snapped. “Fuck me, Ronin!”
“I will,” he soothed, “but how about we take this to the bedroom?”
“Yes, the bedroom is a good idea,” she muttered as she rocked back and forth on his dick.
“Sweetheart, you’re going to have to let me go,” he grinned at her. “I can’t walk with my pants around my ankles.”
She hissed again and reluctantly released him, making a soft noise of displeasure when his cock slid out of her. They were only halfway up the stairs when she made a mewling, hissing noise and tripped him. He landed on the stairs with a thud and she flipped him on to his back.
“Can’t wait,” she moaned. She tried to straddle him and growled angrily when Ronin grabbed her arms. They struggled briefly but he overpowered her easily and pushed her face down on to the stairs, holding her down with one hand on her back. She snarled at him and he dodged her flailing claws before kneeling on the stair below her.
“Hands and knees, kitten,” he said as he gathered her dark hair into a ponytail. She hurried to obey, her pussy throbbing so badly she couldn’t stand it.
“Please,” she said in a low voice, “please, I need it.”
He didn’t reply but his hard thighs were pushing apart her soft ones and she screamed with pleasure when he shoved his cock into her pussy. He fucked her roughly, his hand pulling her hair as he leaned over her and rested his other hand on the stair above her.
“Harder,” she hissed at him and he gave her a sexy little grin before pounding into her. She purred and met each of his strokes with a hard thrust of her hips. Her claws were digging into the stairs, leaving shallow furrows in the gleaming wood, and Ronin groaned when she climaxed hard, her body shaking under his.
He eased out of her and sat on the stairs, panting as she made a soft little purr and sat up. He studied her face as she pushed her hair back. He had never seen her look more cat-like. Her eyes were dark yellow and her pupils had turned to narrow slits. Her fangs had descended and they were very white and ridiculously sharp. Her purring slowed then stopped.
Kat gave Ronin a nervous look. He was staring at her fangs and she tried to ignore the cycle of need that was already starting up in her belly again.
“What’s wrong?” She asked.
“Those are some sharp fangs, kitten,” he said.
With a small wince she retracted her fangs. “I won’t hurt you, Ronin. Don’t – don’t leave, okay? I won’t bite, I promise.” Her eyes drifted to the bite on his shoulder. “I mean I won’t bite you again. I can control it.”
If he left her now, she really would go crazy.
He’s mine! I’m not letting him leave! Her cat hissed and she tried to soothe it.
She realized Ronin was standing and a jolt of pure panic went through her. Fuck! He was leaving! Her overheated brain tried to formulate a plan.
Tie him to the bed, her cat said.
Not helping! She snarled at it. As appealing as the thought of Ronin tied to her bed was, when her heat cycle was over and she could think straight again, she would let him go. He would go straight to the police and have her arrested for kidnapping and –
“I keep telling you, kitten. I’m not afraid of a little pussy cat like you,” he said.
She blinked at him, “What?”
He started up the stairs, grinning at her over his shoulder before calling softly, “Here, kitty, kitty.”
She leaped gracefully to her feet and followed him up the stairs to her bedroom. He picked her up – God, he was strong for a bird – and dropped her on to the bed.
“Fuck me, Ronin,” she begged and he shook his head.
“Not yet.”
Her angry growl turned into a purr of delight when he spread her legs and stretched out between them.
“Don’t – don’t tease me, little bird,” she moaned as his warm breath on her pussy sent shivers down her back. “Please, I can’t wait, it hurts.”
“I know,” he whispered soothingly.
She screamed at the first touch of his tongue against her pussy. He licked her clit feverishly, his tongue warm and wet and exactly what she needed. He sucked on her clit as he pushed two fingers into her and stroked her lightly. She arched her back, her hands fisting in his hair and rode his face to an earth-shattering climax.
“Again,” she purred.
“You’re the boss,” he said with a small grin before lowering his mouth to her pussy again.
* * *
“Look at me, Katarina.”
Kat, purring loudly, stared up at Ronin.
“Better?” He asked.
She nodded. “Yes, thank you, Ronin.”
“You’re welcome, sweetheart. Spread your legs wider for me.”
She spread her legs as he lowered his body on to hers. He had spent over an hour with his face between her thighs and she touched his mouth and chin with the pads of her fingers.
“You’re really good at eating pussy,” she said.
“Thank you,” he laughed.
His laugh turned into a low moan of pleasure as he slid his cock into her. She squeezed his hips with her thighs as he made a rough thrust. The need wasn’t as intense now, the multiple orgasms Ronin had given her with his mouth and fingers had eased the worst of it, but she still needed him to fuck her. He was moving slowly in her, the look on his face one of tightly-controlled need, and she cupped his cheek before kissing him deeply.
“I don’t want it slow,” she whispered against his mouth.
“Thank fucking Christ,” he muttered.
She cried out when he propped himself on his hands above her and fucked her hard and fast. She met each of his thrusts, watching his face as another orgasm built in her belly.
“Pretty bird,” she purred softly. “My pretty bird. Say it.”
He didn’t reply and her cat hissed angrily. Knowing she shouldn’t but unable to help it, she sank her claws into his back. “Say it, Ronin.”
He grunted with pain but his hips continued to slap against hers in a rough rhythm that made little trills of excitement spill from her lips. She purred again before raking her claws down his back.
“Mine. Say it,” she growled again.
“Yours,” he panted. “Yours, Kat.”
His words sent her over the edge and she scratched at his back as her pussy clenched around his thick cock. He cried out, his head falling back and his body shuddering as he climaxed. She lifted her head and bit him on the shoulder again, sinking her fangs into his hard flesh as he twitched and jerked against her.
He collapsed on top of her and she wrapped all of her limbs around him. He buried his face in her throat, feeling the vibration of her purring against his chest as she licked repeatedly at the bite mark on his shoulder. Her soft tongue took away the pain and he shifted on to his stomach on the bed before sitting up. Kat sat up and gave him a sleepy look of nervousness.
“Don’t leave, Ronin. I – I feel okay now but in a few hours…”
She trailed off and yawned hugely as he rubbed her thigh. “I’m not leaving, Kat.”
“Will you stay for my entire heat cycle?” She asked as she sank on to her back and closed her eyes. “It’s not over until Wednesday.”
“I’ll stay,” he said.
She made a sleepy little purr before curling on to her side and closing her eyes. He watched until she fell asleep and then walked quietly to the bathroom. He stared at his back in the mirror over the sink. Puncture marks and long jagged scratches marked his back and blood was trickling from a few of them. He grinned to himself before turning on the shower. He winced as the hot water washed over his back and grinned again. He had never been with a cat shifter before and while he was a little unprepared for just how deeply his little kitten would scratch, he could admit that it was actually a bit of a turn on when she clawed him while she climaxed.
Your little kitten?
The smile dropped from his face and he washed quickly before shutting off the shower and drying off. Kat wanted him, that was more than obvious, but if he hadn’t shown up here today she wouldn’t have called him. She would have gone through agony alone or more likely, he grimaced at himself in the mirror, she would have eventually called the tiger shifter.
He sighed and moved silently back to the bedroom. Kat was still sleeping and he slid into the bed beside her. He turned on his side to face her, resting one hand tentatively on her hip. Her eyes popped open, they were back to her normal colour, and she made a soft trill before purring loudly. She plastered her naked body against his and pressed a kiss against his throat.
“Again?” He asked as he cupped her ass and kneaded it lightly.
“No,” she said sleepily. “I’m good right now.” She rubbed her face and head against him as her purr loudened. “I like to cuddle in between. Is that okay?”
He laughed and rubbed her back. “Cuddling is part of the servicing, kitten.”
Her purring stopped and a scowl crossed her face. “Don’t call it that. You’re not servicing me.”
“What is it that I’m doing then?” He stroked her dark hair, marveling at the softness of it.
“Fucking me,” she said softly before purring again. “You’re very good at fucking me, pretty bird.”
He pressed a light kiss against her mouth and she smiled briefly.
“I’m so glad you’re here,” she said as she rubbed her face against his chest again.
“I am too,” he said quietly. A sated and sleepy Kat was a Kat who, for the first time since he met her, had her guard down and he hesitated only briefly before saying, “Why didn’t you call the tiger shifter?”
“Because my cat wants the pretty little bird,” she confessed sleepily. “My pretty bird,” she added in a soft and dreamy voice.
What would you have done if I hadn’t shown up?”
“Called you,” she admitted before yawning. “Begged my pretty bird to come over and fuck me.”
She cracked open one eye, “Would you have?”
“Yes. I’m here aren’t I?” He said with a small grin.
“Why did you come over?” She was struggling to stay awake and looked ridiculously adorable.
“Willow mentioned you were taking a couple days off. I knew what it meant,” he replied.
“What if the tiger shifter had been here?”
His hand tightened on her ass and she made a soft mew of discomfort. He relaxed his grip and forced himself to sound light-hearted. “I would have kicked him out of your house.”
She smiled and licked his throat. “I told him last week I didn’t need his help. I would have just been pretending he was you, anyway.”
He knew he was grinning smugly but Kat’s eyes were closed and she didn’t notice. “I thought I could manage it alone but I would have broken down and called you. I need you, Ronin.”
She said the last in a sleepy little mutter before her body relaxed against him and her grip loosened. He bent his head and kissed her forehead before whispering, “I need you too, Kat.”
* * *
He watched Kat’s firm ass bounce on his lap before tearing his gaze away. He’d come for sure if he kept watching. Her pussy squeezed him tightly and he groaned, his hands digging into her hips. He was sitting on the couch with Kat on his lap. Her back was turned to him and she was bracing her hands on his knees and riding him enthusiastically. She was both very strong and incredibly limber and he watched as she lifted her body up and down before rotating her hips.
“Fuck!” His breath exploded from his lungs and she made a throaty laugh before staring at him over her shoulder.
“Does my pretty bird like that?”
“God, yes,” he panted.
It was late Tuesday morning and Kat’s heat was still going strong. He’d actually lost track of how many times he’d fucked her, how many times he’d eaten her pussy. She was insatiable and he loved every fucking minute of it.
She stood and turned before straddling him and thrusting down on to his cock. She purred happily, her eyes glowing and her nails sharp claws, and he groaned loudly when she resumed her bouncing.
“I love your cock,” she panted.
He made a hard little thrust and she trilled with pleasure before licking his mouth. “It’s my cock, isn’t it?”
Already her nails were starting to dig into his ribs and he nodded quickly. “Yes, Kat, it’s yours.”
“You belong to me,” she said in a soft voice. “Say you belong to me, little bird.”
“I belong to you,” he said.
She purred with pleasure and he cupped her breasts and tugged on her nipples as she reached down and rubbed at her clit.
He had discovered fairly quickly that if he didn’t agree with her, if he didn’t tell her that he belonged to her, she would scratch and claw him until he did. In an effort to save his chest and back from being completely shredded, he had told her what she wanted to hear.
Is that why? Or are you starting to think you do belong to her?
He ignored his inner voice and tweaked Kat’s nipple until she arched her back and made a soft moan of delight. He leaned forward and rubbed his rough stubble against the tip before sucking it into his mouth.
She was tightening around him, her purrs of pleasure growing more high-pitched and he now easily recognized the signs of her approaching orgasm. He sucked harder, nipping at her with his teeth – the closer she came to coming, the rougher she liked it – and she hissed her pleasure before clutching his shoulders.
He pulled away and took her wrists in one big hand, holding them captive as she glared at him. “Let me go, little bird.”
“No, sweetheart,” he said. “You need to play nice this time.”
She growled at him and he just barely had time to clamp his other hand on the back of her neck to prevent her from sinking her fangs into his already bruised and bitten shoulder. Being restrained sent her desire into overdrive and she writhed and squirmed and ground her pussy against him before moaning his name and coming all over his cock. He pumped his hips furiously as she squeezed her knees against his thighs and held on. Her full breasts bounced and he stared greedily at them before, with a hoarse moan, finding his own release. She collapsed against him and he released her wrists before rubbing the back of her neck. She purred and kissed his chest as they relaxed against the couch.
“Good for now?” He asked.
She nodded before licking at the deep scratches on his chest. He stroked her dark hair and grinned when her stomach growled. They hadn’t eaten last night, she had been too amped up to want anything but his cock, and he squeezed her ass before lifting her and placing her on the couch. She sprawled on her back and purred contently as he stood.
“Hungry, Kat?”
“Yes,” she said. “Feed me, Ronin.”
He squeezed her leg before walking naked to the kitchen. He peered into the fridge and wasn’t surprised to see a large platter of raw meat already cut up into chunks. He had done some googling on cat shifter’s heats last week and discovered that most cats ate their meat raw during their heat. He grabbed a plate and moved some of the raw meat on to it before rummaging in the fridge again. There was a container of leftover cooked chicken and he grabbed it and set it next to the plate of raw meat before pouring them both glasses of water. He carried it into the living room and set it on the coffee table as Kat sat up and snatched the plate of meat. She ate enthusiastically, making small sounds of pleasure as he ate his chicken.
“This is so good,” she said before tossing a piece of beef into her mouth.
“Glad you like it,” he said.
She drank her water and sat contently as he finished his food.
“Nap time?” He asked before drinking his glass of water.
She stretched. “I’m going to have a shower first. Will you join me?”
He nodded and she stood and took his hand, tugging him to his feet. “Will you eat my pussy in the shower?”
“Yes.”
She purred loudly and rubbed her head against his chest and he kissed the top of her head before leading her toward the stairs.