He allowed her to see some emotion on his face. It was hunger. He wanted her bad. “I’m going to make sounds because I’m Species. Are you prepared for that?”

He wanted to groan when she wet her lips with her pink tongue. She ran her upper teeth over her bottom lip next. “Bring it on but just remember I’m not into pain.”

“It’s going to be all pleasure. Spread your thighs wider and bend them up. Give me access to you.”

She only hesitated for a second before following his orders. She looked appealing as hell with her pu**y exposed and in that position. He stretched out on his stomach as he came down on the bed and slid his arms next to her hips, bent them at the elbow and wrapped his hands around the tops of her legs. It pinned her open, leaving his face inches away from the sweet sight of bare, pink skin. She had no hair there.

“No landing strip?” His voice came out a bit husky but he didn’t try to tone it down. She’d said she found that appealing. Breathing her in made his dick hard. She wasn’t turned-on yet but that would change soon.

“I occasionally decide to torture myself by getting waxed.”

He lifted his chin and stared up at her. One eyebrow arched in question.

“It hurts like a son of a bitch. I usually have it done right before I go on vacation during the summer.”

“You’re not on vacation.”

“It depends on who you ask. I am according to me.”

That sparked curiosity but he pushed it back. His throbbing dick didn’t want to interrogate her at that moment. He dipped his head, more interested in her sex than conversation. He’d missed studying a female…and the taste of one. She was beautiful all over. He wet his lips and opened his mouth, aware of his fangs. He wondered if Kat remembered them. He’d remind her soon.

The tightening of his chest and a tingling in his throat warned him to mute his reaction to her. He wasn’t about to purr. It might alarm her before she was too distracted to notice. He fought the urge and won.

“Relax,” he ordered, feeling her legs tense in his hold.

“I’m trying. It’s been awhile since I had someone up close and personal down there who wasn’t wearing a doctor’s coat. That would have been my last checkup a few months ago.”

That spiked his interest. “How long has it been since you had sex?”

She didn’t answer.

“You can’t tell me the truth about that?”

“Almost a year. I keep busy.”

He ran the tip of his tongue over the pink, fleshy bundle of nerves. She sucked in a sharp breath and he repeated the process, going at her slowly and tenderly. He needed to keep in control or they both would be in trouble. It had been years since he’d allowed himself the pleasure of sex. He pushed those thoughts back, not wanting the past to ruin the present.

Her legs tensed in his hold and he gripped her more firmly. Her scent began to change as he used the tip of his tongue to play with her sex. The sweet smell of desire and arousal was a stimulating drug to him. Kat tried to wiggle in his hold and her soft moans increased. The headboard creaked but he didn’t look up, certain she couldn’t break free even if she struggled.

“Oh god,” she whispered. “I’m not going to last.”

He applied more pressure. He wanted to get inside her too bad to wait long. He had to adjust his h*ps to shift weight off his swollen dick. He couldn’t get any harder than he already was. He growled, using vibration to increase her pleasure as he pressed his open mouth tighter against her clit.

She jerked in his hold and cried out his name. He sucked on the small bud again then gently released her and lifted his head enough to view her pu**y. She was soaked now, wet and ready to take him. He lifted his chin and stared up her body. Kat’s head was thrown back, her mouth open. Her muscles started to relax, including her legs, still pinned by him. He let her go and sat up.

Kat opened her eyes, her breath coming in rapid pants. “Sorry.”

He dug a hand in his pocket and removed the roll of condoms. “For what?”

“I came pretty fast. Should I be embarrassed?” She smiled though, a teasing look in her eyes. “Or are you proud that you’re that good at it?”

“This time doesn’t count.”

That subdued her humor. “No? I disagree.”

“This is just a warm-up. I need you really wet.” He straightened to his knees, used his thumbs to hook his pajama bottoms and shoved them down. He watched her face as he revealed his dick. Her expression blanked. It took her a few seconds to react. Her lips parted and he could see surprise.

“I’ll fit.” He tore off one of the condoms from the roll and tossed the rest of them up near the top of the bed. She didn’t seem so certain or fearless anymore. It amused him. “I’ll go slow. You’re tough. I promised not to hurt you.”

“I don’t think that’s an option. You’re size-proportioned, that’s for sure. I guess those big feet of yours should have been a clue. Do you carry a permit for that?”

He laughed, understanding the joke. “I thought about flipping you over first and not allowing you to see me.” He looked down and carefully rolled on the condom. He had a flashback of the past but immediately looked at Kat’s face. She was there, not the other female who’d always made him use condoms. He focused on Kat’s still-spread legs. She’d put her feet down on the bed but kept open for him. “I’ll be gentle.”