Her Eternal Warrior

Chapter Three

Tor grinned, more than pleased with Kenna’s offer. He enjoyed being with her, and given the fact she’d turned him on while eating her oysters, he couldn’t wait to get her alone and kiss her senseless. And he was pretty sure she’d known exactly what she’d done to him. He’d seen the hint of a knowing look on her face as she’d sucked back each one.

Now he sat with his napkin strategically placed over his lap to hide the raging hard-on he wasn’t sure he’d be able to tame before they got up to leave. So far everything he’d tried, picturing the most mundane of things, hadn’t brought his wayward cock under control. He couldn’t remember aching so badly for a woman as he did for Kenna.

Bringing his thoughts back to her question, he said, “Sure, I’d love to go to your place.”

She gave him a smile that was downright sexy. “Good. I have some beer in the fridge. I’m not much of a wine drinker so I don’t have any. I hope that’s okay.”

“Beer is fine. I prefer it.” In ancient Egyptian times, Tor had drunk a lot of beer. It was a big part of his culture. And he was pleased Kenna preferred it as well. Something they had in common.

After they finished eating, Tor caught their waiter’s attention and asked for the bill. He paid it, leaving a generous tip for their server, before he guided Kenna out of the restaurant. He walked them toward the hotel’s exit.

“You can follow me to my place,” Kenna said as they headed for the parking lot.

“All right.”

Once they arrived, Tor couldn’t help noticing how Kenna’s steps had slowed and that she seemed to keep searching the area as if she expected someone to jump out at her.

“Is anything wrong?” he asked, not sure he would like the answer. He hadn’t forgotten how he’d first seen Kenna here in this parking lot being accosted by an evildoer wielding a knife, trying to rob her. She shouldn’t remember anything from that night. He’d wiped it from her mind.

Kenna gave him a half smile. “I’m fine. For some reason the past three days, I’ve had a weird feeling wash over me when I come here. And the strange thing is it only happens when it’s at the end of my shift. I’m fine when I arrive in the morning. I haven’t a clue why I feel so freaked out.”

Tor wasn’t sure if that was normal or not. He hadn’t exactly sought out a mortal after he’d wiped their memory of him to find out if they had echoes of what he’d taken. He figured it could be possible, but it also could be just Kenna who experienced it. Could it be a sign she was his mate and that eventually she’d remember what he’d wiped from her mind? Until he knew for sure whether she was his or not, he’d have to watch her, though he wouldn’t be able to wipe her in this form. He could only do that while in his half-human and half-jackal one. And with no evildoer around, he wouldn’t be shifting any time soon.

“Hopefully it will pass,” he said as he walked with her down a row of cars.

“I hope so. I don’t like the feeling. I’m not usually the skittish type.” Kenna stopped at a silver sedan. “Here I am.”

“I’m just over there.” He pointed to his red sports car at the end of the row.

“Nice car. Makes mine look like a rust bucket,” Kenna said with a chuckle. “When we get to my apartment, you can park in the visitors parking, then get in my car. It will be easier if we both take the elevator from the garage.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Tor waited until Kenna had her car unlocked before he hurried over to his. Once they were on the road, he easily kept up with her. Since Kenna’s building was located close to the Strip, it didn’t take them very long to arrive at her place. As she’d instructed, he parked in the visitors parking, then got into the passenger side of her sedan for the ride down to the garage.

They took the elevator there up to Kenna’s floor. She led him to her apartment and unlocked the door before she stepped inside. Tor followed her in, pushing the door closed behind him. Her place was light and airy-looking. The flooring was white slate tiles and the walls had been painted cream. There was a matching black suede couch and loveseat with an LCD TV hanging on one wall.

“Make yourself at home,” Kenna said as she led him into the living room. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to get out of my work clothes and change into something more comfortable.”

Tor would have loved nothing more than to ask her if he could come with her and help her take off her clothes, maybe even suggest she just stay naked, which would definitely be more comfortable. But he said nothing of the sort. It was a little too soon for that. Maybe after they’d had a beer he could steer things in that direction.

“Go ahead,” he replied. “I’ll wait right here.” Tor took a seat on the couch.

As Kenna disappeared down the short hallway off the living room, she said, “You can watch some TV while you wait. The remote is on the coffee table.”

Tor reached for the remote and switched on the television. He needed the distraction. Knowing Kenna was in her bedroom undressing, he could almost picture what she’d look like under each article of clothing she took off. His cock, which had settled down enough back in the restaurant to not embarrass him, went rock hard once more. If he didn’t get to touch her soon, he was going to lose his mind. Her scent, the way she teased him, drove him crazy.

A few minutes later, Kenna came back wearing a pair of black yoga pants and a pink t-shirt. Her feet were bare. She went to the kitchen and took out two bottles of beer, then headed back to the living room.

Tor accepted the one she held out to him. “If you want a glass, I can get you one,” she said as she sat beside him. “I usually just drink mine out of the bottle.”

A woman after his own heart. “So do I.”

“So, what are you watching?” she asked, then took a sip of her beer.

He had no idea. He really hadn’t paid too much attention to what had come up on the screen. “I was just flipping through the channels.”

“I have The Movie Channel. Why don’t we see if something good is playing?”

Tor nodded and passed Kenna the remote. Their fingers met and a shot of awareness surged through him. He took a swallow of his beer, hoping it would calm him down a bit. Having her next to him, her scent filling his nose with each move she made, made him hunger for Kenna even more.

He forced himself to focus on the TV. Kenna turned it to an action flick, one he’d seen before. It was one he’d enjoyed. Tor actually watched a fair amount of television, mostly movies. Being alone with no others to associate with, there really weren’t a whole lot of things he could do to entertain himself. He could only work out so much, and the internet wasn’t really his thing.

“I think we just missed the beginning of the movie,” Kenna said. “Is that okay? Or do you want me to find one that’s just starting?”

“No, this is fine. I’ve seen this one before. It’s good.”

Kenna put the remote on the coffee table, then settled back on the couch. She sat so close she was right up against Tor. They silently drank their beer. All the while, Tor couldn’t ignore her presence. No longer able to take it, he lifted his arm and put it around Kenna’s shoulders. She shifted, snuggling closer to his side and rested the back of her head on his chest. She fit against him perfectly as if she’d been made for him.

Tor bent his head and smelled Kenna’s hair. The scent of some exotic-smelling fruit filled his nose. He closed his eyes and breathed deeper, dragging it farther into his lungs. She pressed closer and placed a hand on his thigh. His cock jerked when she used her fingers to draw circles on his leg. If he got any harder his shaft would bust the zipper on his jeans.

His heart rate sped up even more as Kenna changed from drawing circles to running her hand up and down his thigh. With each pass up, she came closer and closer to his dick. Tor found it hard to just sit there and let her do what she did to him, but he liked it at the same time. He wanted her to touch him. Wanted her hands all over him, touching and stroking.

His breath punched out of him and he stiffened in anticipation as Kenna’s fingers came within a hairsbreadth from touching the tip of his cock. Then she made contact. Tor heard a quiet, breathy sigh escape her, and she used the tip of a finger to run over the full length of him.

That small sound along with her light touch pushed him to the point where he couldn’t sit there any longer without acting on his arousal. Tor turned his head to see Kenna looked at him. With a groan, he lowered his lips to hers. He kept it gentle at first, but when she kissed him back and nipped his lower lip, he claimed her mouth fully.

Somehow, he managed to put his beer on the table, then hers, all the while kissing Kenna as if his life depended on it. With both hands now free, Tor angled her toward him and shifted them both so they lay stretched out on the couch with him on top of her.

She opened her thighs wide to cradle his hips. Tor’s cock came in direct contact with her pussy. Even through their pants she felt good. He ground against her as he fed from her mouth, pushing his tongue between her lips, thoroughly tasting her. Kenna lifted her hands and threaded her fingers through the sides of his hair. She held him exactly where she wanted him, kissing him with a fervor that ramped up his libido.

Tor reached between them and palmed her breast. Her taut nipple brushed against his palm. Kenna moaned and arched her back, pressing herself tighter into his grip. He wanted to suck on the tight bud.

He lifted his head and stared into Kenna’s blue-green eyes. “If you want me to stop, tell me now, because I want more of you and might not be able to do so later.”

“Don’t stop,” she said in a breathy voice. “I want this. I want you.”

His cock throbbed at her words. All the blood in his body seemed to be centered there. Tor took hold of the bottom of Kenna’s t-shirt and dragged it up and over her head. He tossed it away as he stared down at her pink-lace-covered breasts. The twin mounds were more than a handful, her rosy nipples barely visible through the almost sheer material. They were gorgeous and he couldn’t wait to have them in his mouth.

He pushed his hands under her and found the clasp on her bra. He undid it and pulled his hands out so he could push the straps down her arms. Once they were free, he tossed the undergarment in the same direction as her t-shirt had gone. Tor bent his head and laved a nipple with the flat of his tongue. Kenna moaned, her fingers sinking into his hair again.

Tor brushed his lips across the tight bud before he sucked it into his mouth. Kenna’s nails dug into his scalp as she held him to her, her hips lifting to rock her pussy against his erection. He ached to free himself, but he wanted to explore Kenna’s body first.

He switched to her other breast and paid it the same attention as he had to the first. Kenna’s moans grew louder, her breath coming in gasps. As he continued to suck on her nipple, he trailed a hand down to the waistband of her yoga pants. He shifted so he was on his side and pushed the material down past her hips. Kenna wiggled as she helped him take the pants all the way off.

Tor released her nipple and gazed at her body. She was perfectly made with curves in all the right places. He ran a hand down her ribs to her belly, which quivered under his touch. Continuing his downward trail, he reached the top of her panties, which matched the bra. He ran his finger along the waistband before he dragged his hand down the front of her panties until he reached between her legs. It was his turn to moan when he felt the wetness there. She was wet enough to soak through the material.

He lifted his head to look at Kenna. “If I take these off you, I’m going to taste you. Lick you until I get my fill.”

“God, yes,” she said. “Do it. Make me come with your mouth.”

He didn’t have to be told twice. With a couple of jerks the lacy bit of material was pulled off and Kenna was completely naked. Wanting some skin-to-skin contact, Tor quickly undid his button-down shirt with one hand. Kenna helped pull it off. He then settled on top of her once again.

After taking her lips until she tugged at his hair, Tor slowly kissed a trail down the side of her neck to her collarbone. He shifted lower on her body and gave each nipple a suck on his way down. The smell of her arousal filled his head, making him feel almost drunk. Down farther he went, swirling his tongue inside her bellybutton before dragging it to her hip.

He shifted even farther down the couch, wedging his shoulders between Kenna’s spread thighs. He looked at her pussy. It was pink and swollen, glistening with her juices. Tor lowered his mouth and licked her from bottom to top, swirling his tongue around her clit. Kenna lifted her hips, offering more of herself.

More she wanted, more she’d get. He licked and sucked, lapping up her wetness. She tasted as good as she smelled. He feasted until she ground herself against his mouth, her moans echoing in the room. Tonguing her clit, he pushed one finger inside her pussy, moving it in and out. He soon pushed a second, then a third, into her. Her inner walls clamped around them as she matched his strokes.

Tor sucked on her clit and pumped his fingers faster. From the sounds she made, he figured she had to be close to climaxing. When she did, he continued to pleasure her, pushing her orgasm to go on and on. Once it ended, Kenna went limp under him.

“That was spectacular,” she said, still breathing hard. “Now it’s my turn to return the favor. Stand.”

He rolled off the couch and stood in one smooth movement. Kenna sat up and took hold of his belt loops to pull him closer. Tor looked down at her as she undid the button and zipper on his jeans. His cock jerked with each brush of her fingers. She parted the material and freed his shaft. He bit back a groan when she licked her lips as she stared at him.

She pulled his pants down past his hips and along his legs. Tor stepped out of them and kicked them aside. If she kept hungrily staring at his dick, he was liable to embarrass himself and come before she even touched him.

Kenna wrapped her hand around his cock and slowly pumped it up and down. “You’re going to feel so good inside me. But first I want to have you filling my mouth.”

Tor fisted his hands at his sides to stop himself from taking hold of Kenna, pulling her under him on the floor and sinking his shaft between her legs. When she talked dirty, it just cranked him up even more.

She leaned forward and licked him like a lollipop until her tongue had swept across every inch of his cock. But then she opened her mouth and sucked him inside. Tor groaned and looked down to watch his shaft sliding in and out between her lips. She sucked on him hard. He rocked his hips, unable to hold himself still any longer. It felt too damn good.

Kenna kept her hand wrapped around the base of his cock while she pleasured him. Her other dropped and fondled his balls, giving them a gentle tug. Tor lost himself to the sensations swamping him. His whole being centered on the feel of her sucking him in and out. His shaft grew harder and his balls rose closer to his body as he felt the point of no return creeping ever nearer.

“Kenna, you’re going to make me come,” he half growled.

She only pulled back long enough to say, “I want you to. Give it to me.”

This time he couldn’t hold back the animalistic-sounding growl that punched out of him as she once again wrapped her lips around his cock. She sucked harder, stroking what she couldn’t take with her hand. He couldn’t keep his release at bay any longer.

Just before he came, Tor felt a burning sensation in his gums. He ran his tongue over his eyeteeth to find they had dropped, become sharper, much as they did once he’d shifted into his half-human and half-jackal form. Along with that change came the almost overpowering need to bite Kenna where her shoulder and neck met. He stared at that spot, badly wanting to sink his teeth into it.

But then she sucked him almost to the back of her throat and Tor’s orgasm rushed up to meet him. He threw back his head and moaned, his hands in her hair as his cock pulsed, giving her everything he had. After it was over, he pulled her to her feet and picked her up. He kissed her and maneuvered them both so he sat on the couch with her across his lap, her head cradled on his shoulder. With his release, his teeth had gone back to normal and the urge to bite had left him.

Tor held her close as he fought to regain his breath. He now knew exactly what Anubis had meant about the change coming over Tor and the urge that went along with it when it came to Tor’s mate. There was no question in Tor’s mind that Kenna was his.