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  CONTENTS

  Untamed Hearts

  Dedication

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  About the Authors

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  Feral Heat

  ISBN # 978-1-906811-14-3

  ©Copyright Jamie Hill and Jude Mason 2008

  Cover Art by April Martinez ©Copyright October 2008

  Edited by Janice Bennett

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  Untamed Hearts

  FERAL HEAT

  Jamie Hill and Jude Mason

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  Dedication

  To all our readers who are cat lovers, be they the soft, little furry kind who cuddle with you on a cold winter's evening, or the tall hunky types who cuddle even better.

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  Chapter One

  Nuzzling her long, slender neck, Kai inhaled the scent he'd followed ever since entering the clan cave—the sweet, musky, deeply disturbing and arousing smell of female. He licked the nape of her neck, unable to resist the temptation. His thoughts raced. Who was this gorgeous creature? Why hadn't he noticed her before? How fast could he get her to his bed of lush furs? The warmth of the talisman on his chest seemed strange, out of place in this rutting, and he pushed the warning aside. Lost in a sea of lust, he wanted her, needed her more than he remembered ever needing a female before, and that too was strange.

  "Mm, I like that,” she murmured, thrusting her pelvis more firmly against his thigh.

  Kai reached around her, sliding his hands down over the firm swell of her arse. He was hard, painfully so, and ached to get her alone where he could hopefully take advantage of her lusty behaviour and his throbbing cock. Nipping at her neck, he tightened his grip on her arse and lifted her smaller frame off the floor. Staggering a step, he steadied himself and took the half dozen paces to his private chamber. Inside, free from prying eyes, he lowered her onto the soft pile of hides strewn across the dim corner.

  "A gorgeous creature like you should be cherished,” he whispered huskily. “I can think of many things you might like. Perhaps you'll tell me what pleasures you most.” Tearing at his vest, he tossed it aside and quickly unfastened the belt and buttons holding up his pants. It was only when he tried to kick them off that he realised he'd neglected to remove his soft-soled boots, and he dropped to the bed. He worked them off and was naked but for the leather thong around his neck.

  She tossed her long dark hair over her shoulders and smiled down at him, a touch of wistfulness in her eyes. “Anything you want to do will be perfect, Kai."

  A tingle of excitement surged through him. Again, the amulet brushed against his chest, the heat of it nudging his thoughts. He ignored it and the gentle warning it gave. He looked up at the female, who seemed to know him and had somehow lured him to his own den. She was tall, he knew, because she more than reached his collar bone, and he was well over six feet. Her luscious curves filled out the pale green singlet to the bursting point. She'd unfastened several buttons at the top, allowing an ample portion of her plump breasts to thrust into the air. Her waist was slim, her hips more than a handful. On her feet, she had on the standard soft-soled boots all of the tribe wore.

  He'd never seen such a vision of feminine beauty before. Despite the air of sophistication she seemed so determined to display, he sensed a vulnerability in her that pulled at his heart. Besides lust in her sparkling black eyes, he also saw a hint of apprehension. Fear?

  He was the clan leader, the dominant male in a family of twenty or so, as well as the leader of the entire cougar tribe. She wasn't from his group. He'd never seen her before and he was dead sure he'd have remembered if he had. Kai worked hard at being a kind and fair ruler, not one who inspired fright. The only thing she had to be frightened of, at that moment, was the depth of his passion.

  Holding his hand up to her, he whispered, “Come here, my beautiful one. You have nothing to fear from me, ever, I promise."

  Dark eyes flashed at him. She licked her lips and he saw the gleam of her teeth. “You want me now, like this? Or would you prefer me naked?"

  "Naked.” He lowered his hand to his cock. Blood pounded in his veins. He watched her reach for the buttons and much too slowly push the tiny beads through their corresponding holes. One, two, three, and he glanced down to see how many more she had to do. Too many. He growled deep in his throat.

  "Shh,” she hissed, which dragged his eyes from her belly to her face.

  "Damn,” he muttered, and languidly stroked his erection from the tip down to the base. Cupping his balls, he groaned, his need soaring. The soft hair tickled his palm. The shaft of his cock pulsed, slapping the crown against his belly.

  He wanted to come. Mind-blowing climaxes provided welcome relief from his daily responsibilities. Leading his clan and tribe was a duty he never took lightly and wouldn't give up for anything in the world. But, the obligation weighed heavily on him. At times, it was pure joy to relax and put everything out of his mind except giving pleasure to someone else.

  He could get lost in the eyes of this female. Nagging questions crept into his mind. Who is she? Where did she come from? Possibly the most urgent, How long is it going to take her to remove that blasted outfit?

  The very sight of her had his cock throbbing, nearly ready to explode before actually getting started. He couldn't remember ever feeling so desperate, so quickly, before. Tearing his eyes from her, he glanced around the small, rough-walled enclosure—anything to slow the wild desire pulsing through his veins. The old wooden chest at the side of the room, filled with his clothing and a few personal items, caught his attention for a moment, but couldn't hold it for long. The tall taper candles thrust into their iron holders at intervals around the room woul
d soon be lit.

  Another alcove off to the side reminded him of his lover, Aric, and for a moment he wished the beautiful blond man could join them. Romancing the female would be even sweeter if his soul mate was there to help and enjoy right along with him. The thought was fleeting. An impossible urgency overcame him and there was no time to hesitate.

  Light from the entrance reached across the floor, silhouetting the lovely creature who'd enticed him. A halo of light surrounded her. Buttons unfastened, she eased the singlet over her shoulders and let it slide down her arms. Her breasts emerged, their soft plumpness topped by pert round nipples that begged his attention. It only took a moment for her to step out of the garment, and then she easily flipped her boots across the floor. Her hands went to the apex of her thighs, but not to conceal. She framed the light covering of ebony hair with her fingers and thumbs.

  "Come here, now,” he urged. He tried to sound gruff and forceful. The hungry desperation welling in him wasn't leader-like at all. I need her.

  She took a couple of steps forward, hips swaying more than he thought was natural.

  "You won't hurt me, I sense that.” She lowered her eyes.

  For a long, drawn-out moment, he thought she was going to say more. Instead, she raised her head and squared her shoulders, as if gathering her strength—or courage. With a haunted look in her eyes, she nodded and took another step forward. Her hands stayed where they were until she stood toe to toe with him. Delicately she slid them between her thighs, her index fingers delving into her own depths.

  Her scent permeated the air. His need grew even more desperate and the heat of the amulet around his neck only seemed to add to his frustration. Scooting forward, sliding his bum across the soft hides, he released his cock and slowly reached for her instead. Fingers trembling, he caught her wrist and gently pulled her onto the furs.

  If he moved too fast, she'd run. Somehow, he knew that. He needed to be gentle, but it took every bit of strength he possessed to go slowly, and he was sure his trembling was noticeable.

  Her thighs touched his when she dropped to her knees between his legs. The warm contact of her flesh on his sent a shock through his system. His cock pulsed, and he tightened his grip, fighting for control.

  "Do you want me, Kai?” she purred, a soft smile playing on her lips. Leaning forward, she eased him onto his back. She placed her hands on the bedding, one on either side of his chest. The tips of her breasts brushed his belly. Shimmying her shoulders sent those great mounds swinging, her nipples dragging back and forth across him.

  Something clicked inside him. Some deep, animal need pushed aside any thought of gentle lovemaking. Kai moved.

  With his hands firmly on her shoulders, he turned. Her yelp of surprise went unheeded, as did the snarling hiss a moment later. Thrown on her back, she was his, and nothing would stay him.

  "Yesss,” he hissed, answering her question, of course he wanted her. He wanted to give her more pleasure then she'd ever had before. He wanted her to cry out with bliss when he touched her. Wrapping his fingers rigid around her arms, he held her down while lowering his mouth to her breasts. A nipple brushed his lips and he trapped it between his teeth. Her shudder was all the encouragement he needed to clench his jaw.

  "Oh,” she cried, body arching, forcing her breast against his face.

  He nipped at the tight bud until, sated by one, he moved to the other. Licking it, savouring the salty sweetness of her skin, he enjoyed his turn to do the tormenting. Using the flat of his rough tongue, he lapped a pathway from one nipple to the other and then back. Then, with sharp teeth, he tugged at each bud. His long, dark hair fell across her face, veiling her from him.

  "Fuck me,” she snarled, thrusting her hips up. “Fuck me now."

  He smiled at the desperate look in her eyes. She ached for him as much as he did for her. “I usually give the orders, but I'll take your request under consideration. What's your name, female?” His cock dragged against her leg, the sticky pre-cum lubricating her flesh for an easy passage. He thrust, sending a shiver up his spine.

  Without giving her a chance to reply, he flipped her over flat on her belly. The sight of her soft arse made his pulse quicken and his cock throb. Full and round, much more biteable than what he was used to.

  She buried her face in a fur pelt and he barely heard her murmur, “Sable."

  "Sable,” he repeated, savouring the taste of the name and the enticing creature it was attached to while running a hand between her shapely thighs.

  Again thoughts of his lover popped unbidden into his mind. He gazed into the alcove and was sure he saw something, or someone, but the light was too dim to be sure. If only Aric would slip into the room and join them, Kai's bliss would be complete as he was sure would Sable's. But he'd been working outside the compound earlier and hadn't yet returned.

  Thoughts of his loyal, golden stud stung his heart. Kai knew Aric understood his need to mate with females. As a clan leader, he was expected to procreate for the survival of the tribe. At times he knew the blond haired man struggled with the idea, as he did himself when he stopped to think about it. He loved Aric with all of his heart. They were mated for life. But Aric couldn't give him kits, and this female touched something deep inside him.

  "Kai, please,” came the woman's moan of desire.

  Glancing down at her pleasing, shapely figure, he fought back his own groan. Yes, there was something about her, something he couldn't explain, that drew him to her. She could give him strong, handsome kits, he was sure, but there was more. The pleasure she offered in the process was a bonus. Pleasuring her would be his delight.

  He'd positioned his legs astride hers, his cock lying along the crease of her arse. “Put your hands in front of you.” An instant later, her hands were where he wanted them and he was free to do as he wished. He spread his fingers over her buttocks and pried the soft cheeks apart. Leaning his torso forward, his cock slipped deliciously into the warm, damp crease of her arse. Pressing her buttocks together, he swung his hips back and forth. The sensation sent him reeling.

  Sable pushed her arse up, trying to get him to rub against her anus. He relented and let her rise to her hands and knees. Sawing back and forth, pre-cum providing the lubrication, he was on his way to bliss.

  "Ah, stay put, sweet Sable. Don't move now or I'll toss you out and find someone else to satisfy me,” he growled teasingly.

  "Please, no!” she whimpered.

  He smiled again, grabbing her firmly by the hips. He eased his hips back and bent forward, then with just the tip of his tongue, he licked his way down her spine until he came to her bum. The lusty scent of her made him dizzy, like no other female ever had. Saliva filled his mouth. He swallowed before poking his tongue out and languidly trailing the wet tip along her crease. The taste of her intoxicated him and he had to have more. Slipping further down, he managed to pry her pussy lips apart enough to push his tongue in. Appetite whetted, he stabbed into her again and again, taking the nectar of her sex into his mouth and savouring it like a starving man. Her yowl of desire finally cut through the fog of his lust, and he backed away.

  On hands and knees, he circled her, brushing his flesh against her, while she knelt for him, her arse high in the air, her cunt wet and open for his taking. The smell of sex was like a blanket covering them.

  Finally he couldn't stand to wait another second and mounted her. He kicked her knees wider apart, and the fronts of his thighs pressed against the back of hers. His cock seemed to have a life of its own, reaching for the entrance to her pussy. Taking it in his hand, he slathered it in the wetness between her legs, anointing himself in her juices. One hand on the flat of her back, he eased himself in with the other.

  Soft, gripping, wet satin held him. The head split her, the shaft spread her wider. He gasped.

  How could he breathe when pleasure overloaded his senses?

  When his balls touched her, he exhaled. Seconds stretched into eons, and all he could do was bask in the bli
ss of her body holding his. The grip was not tight enough, not what he was used to, but the scent and heat of her trapped him. When he couldn't keep still a moment longer, he pulled out, and when he was sure his heart would stop, he slammed back in.

  His mind exploded, lights flashed and the air whooshed out of his lungs one more time. Pulling back, he had to wait and get a breath before he lunged ahead. Their dance began, his rocking forward, meeting her arse coming back. Her cries of pleasure echoed his snarls of approaching nirvana. His grip on her thighs tightened. The slapping sound of flesh meeting flesh resounded off the stone walls and became the music they danced to.

  Every muscle in his body tensed. His balls churned with the need to spend the seed stored inside them. His heart raced, and he slammed his hips forward, his flesh meeting hers. His cock expanded and pulsed, sending a gush of cum deep inside her cunt. Drum beats filled his ears—his heart pounding in his chest. Another enormous thrust sent a second stream of cum into the woman crying out beneath him, her own version of heaven apparently sending her into oblivion. Gasping, barely able to remain on his knees, he lunged forward again, one last time, and felt his toes curl as the last dribble of his seed entered her.

  Exhausted, he collapsed across Sable's back. Still buried to the hilt in her warm, wet cunt, he felt the tail end of her climax. Stroking her thighs, he nuzzled the nape of her neck. Their coupling had been exquisite. He could envision himself welcoming this one not only into his family, but into his own personal chambers. Aric would enjoy her sensuality, and he knew she'd be more than satisfied by him and his male lover. The three of them would bond. The vision of them raising kits and taking care of the clan together caused his cock, still planted deep inside her, to stir with excitement.

  A sharp burning sensation from the amulet made him gasp. A warning he should have heeded sooner came to mind, but too late. A pinch on his thigh surprised him, but when he tried to rise, he found he couldn't move and the light quickly faded. Silence, darkness, surrounded him. The last thing he remembered was a soft female voice whispering, “I'm so sorry,” just before his head hit the soft, warm furs.