Foreseen 1-4 (Undergoing Rewrite And Edits)

Taming the Beast - Chapter 1 Part 4

Hours later, still half asleep, Keisha's groggy mind became aware of a few things. The feeling of being wrapped in a delicious warmth. From her head, down her back, behind her knees and down to her toes. And a growing dampness between her legs.

The latter wasn't surprising. An erotic dream the night before had her pleasuring herself. It'd been so long since she'd gotten any she might as well be given a Golden Oscar for celibacy. Unfortunately the orgasm was more of a whimper than a bang. She blamed Alejandro.

He had her so wrapped up in his problems. And since they were first introduced she hadn't noticed any other man or felt one-tenth of the desire she felt for him. Yeah, Keisha could say she was too busy to be interested in anyone. But even she couldn't lie to herself and deny how the man been the star of some very pornographic dreams. Some of which where there were three of him pleasuring her at the same time.

Keisha shuddered and snuggled into the warmth enveloping her back. The small bulge on her backside making her flush and remembering her dream. She shook her head. Of all the foolish things she could've done why must she want him? Dream about him?

She didn't even like the man. Much. He'd sleep with anything in a skirt, dress and pants. It didn't matter what a woman wore. Alejandro had some obsessive compulsion to take it off. It seemed to be a talent. One almost as great as his talent with the camera.

Keisha sighed and wondered for the umpteenth time how Alejandro, who went through women like tissues during the flu, never went through "A Thin Line Between Love and Hate' moment. It had to be his sexy as hell yet boyish smile. He could probably get with murder when those lips spread wide, showcasing white teeth and twin dimples.

Then there was they way he walked, with a feline masculine grace, supple and strong, and draws your eyes to every inch of his body. It made her wonder what it'd be like to be caught in his path, him as the hunter and her as the prey. Resulting in being mounted on his bed or whatever surface available.

Omigod, she had it bad.

Keisha shivered at the thought, pushed Alejandro out of her mind and wiggled further into the warmth at her back. Her skin heated up, the fire slowly raging across her waist and licking up and down her arms, before covering her chest. Her breasts grew heavy as they were cupped, her nipples puckered and her back arched upwards.

"Good morning querida."

"Alejandro," she moaned.

"Aqui meu amor," the smooth velvety voice whispered in her ear. "I have what you need."

"Alejandro?" Her eyes flew open and squinted against the light streaming through the blinds of the window. He played with the hardened tips with gentle flicks of his thumb waking her completely up while she squirmed and gasped for more.

"What are you doing?"

"I smelled you."

What?

"Then I saw you."

Alejandro licked the side of her neck and pulled on her nipples at the same time, sending her into a spiraling, dizzying need for him she couldn't control. Worse, she didn't want to. Scattering her brain cells for several seconds until she remembered his words and had to know what he meant.

"Then you saw me what," she breathed out in a husky sigh. She should be stopping this. Why was she letting this continue?

"I saw you touching yourself." Keisha shuddered at the warm kisses trailing down to her shoulders. "And calling out for me."

Her hips moved again, grinding against him, And oh merciful god in heaven, his hips started to mimic hers.

"Alejandro we can't do this." Yes, she had to be reasonable. Why was that again?

"Sim, we can."

"We work together."

"Sim, we do. That does not mean we can't bring each other pleasure. Besides, you're still rubbing your beautiful ass on my cock."

"I can't stop," she admitted. Aghast she looked over her shoulder and confessed further, "I don't want to."

His eyes burned onyx with desire, threatening to consume her, consume them both. His head lowered and she couldn't move away. Keisha was caught. Truly caught. There was nowhere for her to run. Except to his arms.

Well damn, maybe they can have this one moment.

Lips a breadth away, his gaze locked onto hers, he whispered,"Do you want this?"

"Yes." Mind made up, she grasped onto his left wrist, then slowly, together, their hands traveled underneath the sheets, down her stomach and to the inferno raging between her thighs. She slid his fingers through her slick folds. "Do you want this?"

"Sim," he growled into her mouth, his tongue plunging deep and swift, tangling with hers until she submitted, pliant against. "Sim, meu amor."

His warm body covered her, pressing her deeper into the mattress. She wondered briefly how he got naked so fast when she realized she woke in his arms. She wanted to ask where he slept in his jaquar form for the night but his tongue was doing marvelous things to her. Heady and dizzying, she pulled him deeper and still it wasn't enough. There were too many clothes. Hers.

Keisha clumsily reached for the hem of her chemise but a tear ripped through the air as if from far away and cool air hit her skin.

His impatience -so very hot- mirrored her own. Hands were everywhere. It was as if a dam burst inside her. She clawed him on his arms, back and butt to bring him closer bringing out the beast in him. He rewarded her ferociousness with nips of her lower lip before pulling it into his mouth and suckling her tongue. His mouth, hot and hard, trailed kisses and licks, down her jaw and to her neck. One swipe of his tongue on her collarbone and she arched off the bed. The man found a sensitive spot she hadn't known before. Was he able to sniff them out?

His hips rocking against hers and he urged her to open for him. They fell apart, gladly, and she sighed with pleasure.

"More," she begged as he serviced her body with an intense hunger that burned hotter than her own. Her hands roamed over the sinewy muscles of his shoulders, tugged on his left nipple ring, before circling around and down his back until it landed and grasped his firm butt. Her hips undulated beneath him, meeting his thrusts to where she wanted him the most. Inside her.

"Hurry. I need you inside me."

Alejandro raised himself on his forearms and looked down into her eyes. "Sim mea amor. Hold on to me."

Lifting her hips, he held her gaze for several moments, then drove into her. In and out, he pumped into her. Hard, deep and fast. Her legs wound around him taking him deeper. Still she cried for more. And he gave her what she needed. It was a passionate, explosive mating. Wild and out of control. The orgasm overtook her out of nowhere, her release knocking the breath out of her and wrenching his own powerful release. They both shuddered together.

Tired, sated and still joined, they shared a tender kiss. Alejandro pulled away, whispered against her mouth mine, sealing his vow with another kiss.

Sleep claimed her and all her previous thoughts returned. What had she done? What was she thinking giving her body to a man she couldn't have? To a man she fiercely lov...

Omigod. Her eyes fluttered open in shock.

She love him.