Magic, New Mexico: Bewitching Birgit (Kindle Worlds Novella) Page 8

  Bringing her hands up, she rested them on his shoulders, her fingers gentle as they slid downward and she drew little circles on his chest.

  A gentle breeze whispered through the leaves and pine needles on the trees as he bent down and pressed his firm lips to hers. White hot lightning shot through her blood as she opened her mouth and their tongues tangled together.

  Birgit moaned when his lips left hers and his mouth moved over her jaw to her neck, his sharp teeth nipping and then his tongue laving away the slight sting. Her hands slid up over his shoulders, her fingers grasping his hair. She pulled him to her, reveling in the feeling of his mouth and tongue against her skin.

  Pulling away, she met his intense stare with one of her own, and with a nervous smile, she grasped the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it up over her head. Reaching behind her, she made quick work of the clasp, and then brought her arms forward, pinning the loose cups against her breasts.

  “Tell me to stop this madness if you don’t want to go on.” She shivered as she thought of what she was about to do. “I don’t know if what I’m doing is right.” She shrugged. “I don’t even know why I trust you. Hell, I don’t even know you. But something tells me this is right. Something tells me that we’re meant to be together and that this impossible love I feel growing inside me is only going to get stronger and stronger and I will regret every minute of my existence if I don’t accept what you offer.”

  “You’re sure?” Reno stood before her, his hands fisted at his sides, as though he didn’t dare touch her for fear they would go up in flames.

  Birgit wanted to go up in flames as long as she could do so with Reno.

  “Yes. I’m sure. In fact…” she laughed. “I don’t know if I’ve ever been so sure of anything else in my life.”

  Reno didn’t need further encouragement. He was on her before she could blink. Strong fingers tunneled through her hair, drawing her in. Firm lips slanted over hers, his tongue probing her lips, begging entry.

  A soft sigh gave him purchase and he thrust his tongue deep, mapping her teeth, and sliding it against hers. A rush of liquid heat slid from her channel and soaked her panties.

  Calloused hands brushed the straps from her shoulders and she dropped her arms, her bra sliding to the ground. Stepping back, he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside before cupping her cheeks and taking her mouth with his, once more.

  Lightning danced behind her closed eyes as his hands skimmed over her flesh, followed by the moist heat of his mouth.

  Already hard nipples drew tighter as he sucked and nibbled his way over her breasts and down to her navel. Her skin pebbled, and her body quivered with need. Every touch, every kiss sent shards of electric current through her body. The very brush of his hair sent what she could only describe as tiny shocks through her system, straight to her groin.

  Her sex throbbed as he sucked the tip of each breast into the warmth of his mouth, his sharp teeth grazing her too-sensitive nipples as his rough tongue brushed over the taut tips.

  Before she knew it, her jeans lay in a pool at her feet and his khaki slacks hung from a tree branch nearby. The only thing between them and his claiming was the thin scrap of material covering her mound.

  Glancing down, she licked her lips at his male perfection. His large, thick shaft sprung up from the nest of white-blonde hair between his solid thighs, a drop of clear fluid leaking from the tip.

  She reached out to grasp him, but he shied away. “Not this time.” He held her arms. “This time is for you.”

  Kneeling, Reno kissed his way over her stomach and licked the crease of her leg before he grasped the lace covering her hip with his teeth and ripped it from her body.

  “God, that has to be the hottest thing that has ever happened to me.”

  “Then you have lived a sheltered life indeed, my love,” Reno said, his breathing erratic. “Because I intend to show you many hot things today.” He lifted her leg and placed her thigh over his shoulder. “Starting with this.”

  He lowered his head to her sex, his hands sliding up her thighs to cup her rear. Slowly, he circled her clit with the rough pad of his tongue. The strange pleasure-pain made her squirm and moan as he swiped it over her hard nub again and again. Just when she knew she would come, he stopped, rolled his tongue and thrust it inside her.

  The pressure grew, taking her higher and higher, until she was certain she would burst and he withdrew again.

  “Please!” She wasn’t past begging, if that’s what it took. She needed this. She needed him and since she’d finally made up her mind, she couldn’t wait for him to claim her.

  “Please what?” He flicked her clit with his tongue and she shuddered.

  “Make me come.” She bucked her hips in an effort to make contact. “Please make me come.”

  “Just make you come?” He shook his head against her thigh. “You disappoint me, mate. You merely want to come? I never realized you were such a selfish girl.”

  “Make us come, then damn it.” She tried to pull away so she could stomp her foot out of sheer frustration, but he held her fast.

  He stuck out his tongue, set the tip against her swollen bud and through some trick of alien nature, made it vibrate for a second or two and then stopped, yet again.

  “Please!” She wailed as he held her against him, his face buried deep between her legs. “I thought you brought me here to claim me, not tease me, you jerk!”

  “Ah, the claiming. Is that what you want?” His rough fingers tightened on her ass, digging in deep.

  “Yes! Damn it, yes! Claim me already. Please!”

  Again, his tongue vibrated against her clit, brushing it with his cat-like tongue until Birgit screamed her release and fell against him, limp.

  “That’s my girl.” Reno lowered her to the blanket, his hands as gentle as he could make them. “He crawled up her quivering form, his tongue tasting every inch of her as he covered her body with his own.

  “You must want the claiming. I am sorry for it being this way, but you must beg for it, or I cannot give it to you. This is what gives our women control. We cannot force you to accept our claiming of you. It is nature’s way of protecting the female’s right to choose.”

  He moved into the cradle of her thighs, the thick head of his shaft prodding the entrance to her throbbing sex. “Tell me again, love. Tell me you want me. Beg me for it.”

  “I… I do want it. I want you.” She thrust her hips up, her back bowing as she tried to impale herself on his thick length. “Please, Reno. Claim me. Make me your mate. Please!”

  “Wrap your legs around me, love.” The thick head of his cock lodged in the tight opening of her vaginal channel. Her muscles clenched and released, milking his shaft as he pressed deeper and deeper. Long and thick, he stretched her to the limits as he eased his way inside her. Slow thrust after slow thrust worked his thick shaft back and forth until his hips finally rested against the back of her thighs.

  He stared down at her through those eerie, glowing blue eyes and smiled. “Hold on to me, mate. You’re about to go on one hell of a ride.”

  Grasping her hips, he tilted them up and withdrew, before driving himself back into her waiting flesh with a low growl.

  “Gods, you’re tight,” he said between clenched teeth. He withdrew and drove forward again moving slowly, before gradually gaining speed as his fingers dug into her fleshy hips, holding her in place for his ruthless invasion.

  His thick cock drove into her harder and deeper with each thrust. Their bodies grew slick, sliding together as he continued to pound into her, his cock seeming to grow thicker with each earth-shattering thrust.

  Something pricked her breast, gently digging into her nipple, and she screamed. The pleasure-pain just enough to drive her over the edge. The barbed end of his tail had pinched her nipples between two small, dark blue barbs. The hair above them brushed over her hard nipples, like a rough tongue, while the barbs pulled and tugged on her already sensitive breasts.


  “I have one more surprise for you, my love, my mate,” Reno said as he stared down into her eyes. “One more thing to make you come like you have never come before.”

  Birgit shuddered beneath him. What could possibly make her come harder than she had already? The barbs pinching her nipples felt wonderful, but ached all at the same time. They almost felt like nipple clamps. She wasn’t sure there was anything left about his alien body with which to surprise her.

  “Go ahead,” she said as she thrust her fingers through his hair and brought him down for a quick kiss. “Make my day, my alien mate.”

  “Remember, you asked for this.” He smiled. “It is the only way we can claim our mates and make children. We must mate in the way of my people, with my barbs on your breasts and my alien cock in your hot body.”

  He drove forward again, his massive erection growing still larger as something changed. His penis grew thicker. The head expanded inside her as he continued his quick thrusts. Something hard scraped over her G-spot and she opened her eyes wide.

  What was that?

  It didn’t matter. At the moment, all she cared about was the climax building within her.

  He grew thicker, and thicker until something pulsed against the spot just behind her navel and she screamed. Reno shuddered above her, his cock jerking inside her as he threw back his head and growled through his own release.

  “What…” she licked her lips. “What was that?” She stared up at Reno’s sweat-soaked face. “What happened to your-your…”

  “To my cock?” He pressed a kiss to her forehead with a small chuckle. “That, my mate, was the barbs on my cock. They expand outward until I am imbedded within you. With no way out until I finally spill my seed.”

  “B-barbs?” She moaned as he drove into her yet again. “Tell me they’re there for pleasure, not pain.”

  “Other mated females have never had any complaints.” He rolled off her, his flaccid cock sliding from her wet sheath. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

  “No.” Birgit rolled onto her side, resting her hand on his chest, her fingers rubbing the soft down she found there. “You surprised me, is all.” She closed her eyes. “I’m tired, though.”

  “As am I, mate.” Reno stroked her bare arm, his fingers tracing little patterns on her skin. “We’ll nap here for a time and then have our lunch.” Cupping the back of her head, he pressed her against his chest and she floated away on a sea of contentment, listening to the steady sound of her mate’s strong heartbeat.

  Chapter Eighteen

  “I’ll leave you here to pack. I’ll be back within the hour.” Reno pulled his shooter up outside the B&B. Grasping Birgit’s chin, he pressed a slow and sensual kiss to her moist lips. He hadn’t been able to keep his hands, or lips, off her for more than a few minutes since their interlude on the mountain.

  Leaving her to pack alone was proving to be more difficult than he originally thought it would be. He found he didn’t want to leave her, even for a minute. An hour was out of the question. Still, he didn’t want to stifle her or scare her away. He would give her this hour of privacy, if it killed him.

  “I’ll see you in an hour.” She climbed out over the edge of the bowl and turned to smile at him. “I’ll call you if I finish early.” She waved the scrap of paper he’d scribbled his number onto before he gave it to her. With one last wave, she spun around and trotted up the porch steps and through the front door.

  His beast snarled at the thought of leaving her alone. However, Reno knew he couldn’t force himself, or his beast, onto her. She must retain her right to choose. Even though she’d agreed to the mating, she would always have the right to refuse him. He wanted to be certain she realized that.

  The independence of her human nature would require she maintain her right to choose. He knew that, but his beast didn’t like it.

  It took less than three minutes to return to the garage. He met Ceno and Deno at the door. “I suppose you’ll be happy to hear that I have claimed Birgit as my mate.”

  “You did?” he leaned to glance around him. “Where is she?” He grinned. “I’d love to congratulate my new sister.”

  “Me, too.” Deno said, his smile just as bright as his older brother’s. “I liked her when I met her. She’s nice.”

  “You think everyone’s nice. You’re too young to see the bad in people.” Ceno elbowed him.”

  “Am not!” Deno elbowed him right back, his eyes shooting amber sparks.

  “It’s a good thing she isn’t here to see this idotic display. She’s packing her clothes. I’m moving her into my house. There are four Argarians tracking her, disguised as government officials. I intend to keep her safe.”

  Ceno lost his smile, his face going ashen, as his brows rose. “Argarians pretending to be government officials, you say?” He pushed past Reno. “Two men just left here. I thought they would give you a run for your money as far as courting your mate. I thought perhaps a little interference would give you a push in the right direction.” He ran to the door. “I sent them to the bed and breakfast! We have to go get her before they do.”

  Reno beat him to the shooter, jumped in and jammed it in forward gear. Ceno and Deno barely made it into the vehicle before it shot out through the garage door and into the street. It slid sideways around the corner as they headed to the bed and breakfast.

  “One of these days I’m going to kick you square in the ass for interfering in my life.” He growled at Ceno. When would the ass learn to mind his own damned business?

  “Yeah.” Ceno nodded. “This time I don’t blame ya.”

  “I hope she’s okay.” Deno said, the knot in his throat bobbing. “I haven’t met many Argarians, but the ones I have met were assholes bent on eating every alien they met.”

  They hopped out of the bowl as soon as they reached the B&B. “You two check around back. I’ll go in the front. Reno had no idea whether the men in black had already headed this way, or if he was going to barge in on Birgit’s quiet time. At this point, the only thing that mattered was her safety.

  “What room is Birgit in?” He asked the maid as he sprinted through the door.

  “Birgit, sir?”

  “Birgitta Anderson. She checked in yesterday afternoon.”

  “Oh.” The housekeeper shoved her feather duster in her pocket and glanced toward the stairs. “Second door on the left.”

  “Thanks,” Reno called over his shoulder as he took the steps two at a time. He skidded to a halt outside her open door. Heart in his throat, he stared at the utter disaster the Argarians left in her room.

  They’d strewn her clothes all over the floor, the feathers from the pillows were all over the place as though they had exploded. Plus, someone had stripped the bed of its thick, memory foam mattress.

  “She’s gone.” He turned to his brothers as they approached from the rear stairwell. “They’ve taken her. How did they get past the wards?”

  “Maybe it has something to do with their being more alien than human. After all, they’re reptiles who walk on their hind legs. I heard someone say something about the protection wards being directed more toward humans than animals.”

  “That’s a mistake none of us will ever make again.” Reno’s gut clenched as he thought of his beloved mate in the hands of such depraved beings. He had to find her… and fast.

  Ceno stared at the mess left in Birgit’s room and shook his head. “We’ll never find her if they’ve hidden her in one of their ships.”

  “I’ll find her. There isn’t a place on this world where they can hide her from me.”

  “You mated her, then.”

  “Of course I have. Didn’t I tell you I’d claimed her?” For a raider, his brother could be rather dim.

  “Claiming isn’t the same as mating and you know it,” Ceno said as they ran back down to the first floor and out the door. “I’m glad you’ve mated her, though. I like her.”

  “Yeah. So do I.” Reno couldn’t think about his feelings for he
r now. The only thing on his mind was getting her back in his arms where she belonged. Only then, would he think about the strong emotions she evoked.

  “So what do we do now,” Deno asked, shoving his hands in his pockets.

  “We find them before they hurt her. That’s what we do.”

  They leapt into the bowl at a dead run. It rocked precariously as they landed and Reno jammed the gearshift forward. He knew where to find her. He felt her presence on the mountain. He only hoped they got there before the Argarians shoved her in a ship and left the planet.

  Never before had he thought to be thankful that the shooter ran quieter than his truck. However, he found himself thanking the gods he’d decided to jump in the bowl instead of taking his Earth vehicle. With luck, they wouldn’t see or hear them coming since the shooter didn’t raise a dust cloud unless he kept it hovering close to the ground as he sped across the plain, heading for the mountain. Since the bowl was small, as well, they would be a hard target to spot.

  His beast roared with anger. The tiger wanted out and was not about to take no for an answer. It wanted retribution. Most of all, the tiger wanted its mate safe in its keeping. Reno was certain the only reason he’d managed to keep the animal at bay was because it knew the shooter could travel faster than man or beast could on foot.

  They neared the area his beast led him to and Reno brought the shooter to a stop. He shifted into his tiger, embracing the slight pain of the change.

  “Holy shit! You look just like dad.” Ceno whistled softly. I can’t wait until I can do that.” He gave Reno’s tail a wide berth. “Hey, watch where you’re swinging that thing when we find her, will ya? I don’t want Deno or I to end up one of the casualties.”

  Reno lifted his lip in a silent snarl as he brushed past his brother. I would think to kill you, but it’s a lot more satisfying to watch you suffer. I will rejoice in every day that finds you without your mate.

  “Hey. How’d you do that? Only Dad can talk in our minds like that.” Ceno followed him at a trot. “If you think you’re going to need our help, you’re going to have to slow down. I don’t know about Deno, but I’m out of shape, and my heavy breathing is going to give us away.”