Schindler waved a hand dismissively, and Slade and Cass backed away. The mouse shifter appeared behind them, giving Cass a bit of a start. Neither of them had heard him approach.
Mickey escorted them to a room, and Slade was excited to see it only had one huge bed. Cass looked at him, one eyebrow raised in query. “So, you want to share, or shall I take the floor?”
“It’s a big bed,” Slade said, sitting and patting it encouragingly. To his excitement, Cass took the hint and sat next to him.
He turned toward her, ready to make small talk to soften the moment. To his surprise, she leaned forward and kissed him, her hot, wet lips instantly finding his. A bolt of pure, flaming pleasure shot through him, setting his skin on fire and muddling his mind. Only one thought was completely clear.
She is our mate!
Chapter10
Cassandra
Cassandra simply couldn’t stop herself from kissing Slade the second she sat next to him on the bed. She had been drawn to him from the first moment she laid eyes on him and the casual intimacy they’d shared on the way to Schindler’s house only enhanced her desire.
His talk about them being mates had unsettled her because she didn’t know if she wanted to become fully entangled with these guys ... either of them ... let alone both at the same time. The heat in her body wouldn’t be denied, though. She couldn’t sidle up so close to this hunk of male gorgeousness without making a move.
Slade kissed her back, and she leaned into him, her hands coming up to stroke his shoulders as she pulled him to her. Even though he was reciprocating, he wasn’t hurling her onto the mattress with unerring vigor the way she’d expected.
Cass pulled back, trying to catch her breath as she looked into his eyes. Desire burned in his gaze, as well as something darker and more intense that he seemed to be struggling against.
“Are you okay?” she whispered, holding herself back with extreme effort. She had broken the kiss, but she still held onto his shoulders. Her fingertips traced little circles against his shirt as she imagined the soft, warm skin underneath the fabric.
“Yes,” he whispered, his breath hot against her lips. “I didn’t want to presume ... since there is only one bed. I mean ...”
Cass chuckled, sliding even closer to him. “Clearly, I’m the one making the first move,” she said, kissing him lightly. “So, you can keep your gentlemanly status if that’s what you’re worried about.”
She kissed him again, making sure any protest from him was obliterated by her passion. Cass explored his lips and tongue with her own for a few moments, enjoying the fire that built inside her and slowly emanated through her core, flooding her limbs with anticipation.
He reached out and held her waist gently, not putting any pressure on her. Cass let her hands roam down his arms, feeling the hard muscles. When he flexed under her hands, she moaned and tightened her grip on him, wriggling forward to slip onto his lap.
She pulled back, looking into his eyes as she gently stroked his cheek. The throbbing inside rushed through her, an intense need that wiped out rational thought. His eyes focused on her face, and she could tell he was struggling for control.
Lose control. Go further than you ever have. Just let go!
To her frustration, he stayed completely still, as if he was determined to let her take the lead. Cass reached down and grabbed the tail of her shirt, ripping it over her head and throwing it aside.
Slade gasped, and she didn’t pause as she reached behind to unfasten her bra. Cass pulled it off and hurled it away, looking down to see Slade’s reaction.
His eyes were fixed on her breasts. She tightened her thighs against his, stretching up and leaning back to put her nipples right next to his mouth. She heard him groan as his arms went around her waist, and his lips found her skin.
Cass sighed in pleasure as Slade’s hands roamed up her back, and his mouth moved across her breasts. He teased her nipples with the tip of his tongue and sucked on them with slick, hot lips. The arousal shot through her, awakening deep within her.
She ground against him, thrusting her hips back and forth as he devoured her breasts. When he slid his hands down and grabbed her ass, she shrieked in surprise, sitting up and leaning forward to wrap her hands around the back of his head.
She pressed his face into her chest, smothering him. He moaned and pulled her more tightly against him as if he wanted to drown there, lost between her firm breasts.
Cass writhed up and down, the throbbing in her core so intense, it was almost painful. She pushed Slade back and tugged on his shirt from the shoulders, hearing a small, frustrated cry coming from her own throat. Slade grinned as he pulled off the shirt, but Cass only got a glimpse of the smile before her eyes were captured by his incredible, hard body.
She ran her fingers across his chest and abs, eyes wide with wonder. Her fingertips felt as if they’d become super sensitive, letting her map every inch of his skin and the rock-hard muscles beneath.
Her gaze ran down his body until she came to the belt of his pants. She frowned, letting out a sharp noise of frustration. Cass held his shoulder with one hand and pointed at the belt, sending her fury into the magic in her hands. The belt undid itself and slid free of the loops all by itself to fly across the room, where it hit the wall with a violent thump.
“Ah, Cass ...”
“Shh!” she snapped, not looking up. She put both hands on his shoulders and slammed him back against the bed, then pushed off the mattress to flip her legs out so that her feet landed neatly on the floor.
Almost as part of the same movement, she grabbed the waistband of his pants and gave a sharp tug. Slade lifted his hips obligingly, and Cass practically tore the pants off his legs. She went to get on top of him and realized she still had her own pants on.
