Micah's Mate (Dark Sky) by Beverly Leahy Read Free Book Online

morning.” Katlyn felt a hand run softly up her back to rub the nape of her neck. “I think I like you this way. Soft and warm from a good nights sleep, and a little rumpled. You remind me of a kitten.”
                  Katlyn arched her back stretching and peeked up at him, “You are way too perky in the morning. I need coffee.” She slowly rolled away from him and out of bed. She needed to get downstairs and turn on the coffee pot. Waking up next to him was way to disconcerting.
    Katlyn wondered how long he had been there watching her sleep. She was only guessing but she thought he had been there awhile. The bed where he was laying had been warm from his body heat.
                  Walking into the kitchen she went directly to the coffee pot, she could not function without coffee. Throwing the water in and the grounds she started the coffee pot and perched on the edge of the kitchen table waiting for it to brew.
                  “Did you sleep well Micah?” she looked up as he moved around the kitchen table to stand in front of her.
                  “I slept very well, thank you.” Katlyn felt her heart rate increase as he lowered his lips to her neck. “You smell nice in the morning.”
                  Micah could not get enough of her. He had spent all night wanting to be next to her, wanting to be able to touch her, needing to hear her moan for him. It had been all he could do not to lay next to her during the night and pull her against his body. 
                  Liquid heat pooled low in her belly as she arched her neck giving him freer access. Having him this close was wrecking havoc on her thought process.
    “Micah, I think we need to talk.” she whispered as his lips trailed from her neck to the corner of her lips.
                  “Yes, we do. But when you hear what I have to say you may no longer allow me these liberties. I would like to touch you one more time before I risk losing this.” Micah slowly covered her lips with his and lifted her against him. He needed to feel her body molded against his. He needed to hear her moan as she was swept away by his kiss. Then he would tell her why he was here, and then he would risk everything to keep her.
                  “Micah.” Katlyn moaned opening to him and felt herself being pulled into a swirling storm of need. She felt him lower himself into one of the kitchen chairs with her in his lap.
                  “Ah, much better.” Katlyn felt him smile against her mouth with the realization that his hands were now free to roam over her body.
    Micah took advantage of having her this way by running his hands slowly up her sides to cup her jaw. Softly, he bit her lower lip causing her to gasp softly.
                  Katlyn slid her tongue against his and moaned with pleasure as he tangled his hands in her hair. Her entire body was molded around his and her one thought was that she needed to get closer; she needed to be able to touch more of him, she needed to feel his skin against hers.
                  The buttons of Katlyn’s shirt seemed to open on their own leaving her vulnerable to his gaze and touch. Micah pulled back slightly and watched her face as his hand trailed down her throat and chest until he came to her breast. “Beautiful.”
                  She gasped as he cupped her breast and raked his thumb across her nipple. She felt a sensation of need course through her body causing her womb clench in need and heat pool between her legs.
                  Micah lowered his head and ran his tongue across the hard nub of her nibble and smiled at her gasp. Gently he sucked it into his mouth causing her to arch against him. Pulling harder against the peak he felt her shudder before he released her from his mouth and moved up to her neck again.
    She had to touch him, had to quench this thirst that was