Free Damned and Desired by Kathy Kulig

Now?
    At least distract him more with her thoughts so he wouldn’t remember the fight with a shapeshifting coyote. She gave Valdon an understanding glance but this mortal had already proven he would remember. Her powers weren’t dependable for controlling his memory. What was different about this human?
    Still she needed an offering because she’d lost so much during the incident with Austin. She had Valdon to assist her if things went bad like they had with Austin. Then she reached out with her thoughts and touched his mind. Sakari formed a clear image of her and Brad deep in the throes of passion. Right there in the middle of the desert, naked, arms and legs meshed, lips pressed together. Heated flesh pleasuring each other in wicked ways. She and Brad entangled on the ground, hands, fingers exploring, muscles tense, bodies straining. Then he was straddling her face, knees pressed in the soft sand while she eagerly took the full length of his cock into her mouth. The details of the seductive images were getting her worked up. Caught up in her own mental picture, trapped by her own bait, her pussy quivered.
    She tensed. How could she possibly have sex with a man like Brad and not have an orgasm? If she had sex with him now, she didn’t know if she could stop her body from finally indulging in the senses. Look at him, she wanted to shout. Every nerve wanted to scream she was on the edge of an orgasm. She stroked across his chest in slow, rhythmic arcs, moving lower, sliding beneath the fur to grasp his engorged cock.
    All this was just in her mind and apparently in Brad’s too. Beneath the leopard fur was a sign of his arousal. He gripped the seat of the motorcycle and stared over his shoulder at her with a lustful but confused look.
    Moisture dampened her panties with the seduction of this Kithra. Engaged in her imagination, Brad’s hand spread her thighs, lubricated his fingers with her fluids and worked her clit, making it plump and harden. A whimper escaped her lips and she tried to cover it by clearing her throat.
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    Kathy Kulig
    He locked eyes with her, like a predator ready to pounce. Who was the predator here?
    She didn’t care that Valdon was there, he could watch. She didn’t give a damn. She would take Brad now. His pleasure, not hers, was what she had to focus on.
    But her clit throbbed and her pussy muscles clenched, begging for attention. How did this seduction of a Kithra get so out of control so quickly? She didn’t care. She’d have him here, right now. Her hands went to the hem of her shirt. Valdon placed his hand over hers to stop her and continued to walk toward Brad.
    Sakari let her shirt fall back into place. Instead she tried to shake off the lust pulsing through her veins. God, she wanted him and wanted him bad.
    Looking pleased, Valdon approached Brad and grabbed his arm. “Come on, I’ll help you. The car’s over here.”
    Damn him . Valdon interrupted just as she had Brad fully tuned to her. She approached Valdon. “Why did you stop me?” she asked.
    “You were getting out of control and we need to get away from the portal.” Hell, she could’ve handled it once she got going. And she would’ve enjoyed it too. Maybe too much.
    Brad glanced over at Sakari. The lustful look he gave her also let her know her thoughts had reached him. “Wait. I have clothes with me.” He retrieved his boots from under the sage bush, and his clothes and helmet from the bike.
    “Bring the clothes. We should go,” Valdon said. They helped Brad into the red Mustang.
    When they got to the car, Sakari realized she was about to lose control again. She opened the back door and helped Brad in. She glanced at Valdon. “He’s in no condition to be my Kithra tonight,” she whispered. She told him she was terrified to take this one as her Kithra because she was immensely attracted to him.
    “This one has plenty of chi. Once you get home, try again. If you can safely obtain chi from this one, you’ll be