Untamed Hearts: Vol 1

Excerpt from: Feral Heat

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 would 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.

Excerpt from: Bear Combustion

Tarek’s heart pounded with pure joy for the first time in months. He watched his muscular companion race across the clearing and up a hill. Bright sunlight danced off his long raven hair and beautifully browned flesh. Long legs leapt deadfall easily, and when he landed in the soft loam, he was so light-footed he barely made a sound.

His whoop of excitement made Tarek laugh and shake his head. Inuka was a free spirit, full of life and laughter. It’d been a long time since Tarek had the luxury of feeling that way. He felt slightly guilty, lounging and relaxing this way in the warmth of the morning sun. As the leader of the bear changeling tribe, Tarek had responsibilities.

He’d been dealing with the grief of losing his mate, Skye, in a tragic hunting accident. The blow had been hard to recover from, but Tarek’s clan needed him, and they wouldn’t allow him to wallow in self-pity or mourn for too long. Slowly, he’d dragged himself up from the depths of despair. Life was finally returning to some sort of normalcy, though it had taken what seemed like forever.

He grinned as Inuka wiggled his luscious brown arse towards him. The loincloth he usually wore had been tossed aside, giving Tarek the pleasing view of his glorious, naked form. Inuka reached his goal and turned. Arms crossed over his wide chest and his feet spread shoulder width apart, he smiled down at Tarek from the top of the low bluff.

Tarek paused, and his gaze went from the chiselled features of his face down the man’s smooth chest and flat stomach and then moved lower. It came to rest on his obvious arousal, and Tarek’s own shaft throbbed in response. A sparse mat of sleek, dark hair surrounded Inuka’s thick cock, but left his balls nearly hairless. Tarek’s mouth watered.

“Come on, you lazy bruin,” Inuka’s deep, booming voice chided. “I thought we were going for a swim.”

Tarek gazed at the man who was blatantly trying to seduce him. Ever since Inuka had joined his clan not long ago, there’d been a spark between the two of them.

He’d tried to tamp it down before finally realising there was no need. Skye was gone. Tarek had loved him with all his heart, but several seasons had passed, and nothing was going to bring him back.

Eventually he’d taken solace in the arms of Raven, another member of his clan. Hours spent with the oft-times too serious man were never planned. More often they found themselves alone together when a primal instinct took hold. Their coupling was heated and intense, always satisfying and passionate. Convenient. Comfortable.

Raven gave him the affection he’d been desperately missing in his life and he gave Raven mind-blowing orgasms. Tarek smiled. Not a bad trade-off.

Inuka, on the other hand, held the promise of something more. When Tarek had stared deep into his golden-flecked brown eyes that morning, he’d seen lust tinged with another emotion, one he wasn’t prepared to name. Their relationship was too new, too fragile. They hadn’t even fucked yet. Then Inuka had suggested they go swimming in the river, and Tarek was sure they both knew what was implied. He sensed Inuka wanted it as much as he did, though he wasn’t exactly certain what he offered. A quick, one-time roll in the hay? Or possibly something more? Tarek was open to possibilities.

He started up the hill, shedding his loincloth on the way. His cock thickened and rose to full erection. Climbing was a torment, his heavy shaft slapping his thigh with every step. Pre-cum anointed his flesh.

He’d reached the top and was within arm’s reach of Inuka when the man turned and raced for the line of trees.

“Fuck!” Tarek raised his fist, playfully shaking it after him. “You’re going to get it when I catch you.”

Over his shoulder Inuka called, “Maybe that’s what I was hoping for.” Laughing, he turned and clambered over a pile of boulders between himself and the darkness of the forest.

By the time Tarek got there, the beautiful man had vanished. A growl in his throat turned to a deep chuckle. The excursion was making him hornier, and by the way Inuka behaved, it was doing the same to him. When he got his hands on the playful man, Inuka had better watch out.