Micah's Mate (Dark Sky) Read Free Page B

afraid to try it.
                  Micah took a timid bite and almost immediately moaned. The taste of this was amazing; smooth and sweet, almost like the desserts from his world. 
    The moan took Katlyn off guard; it was a sound of absolute pleasure that she felt low in her stomach and heat flooded her body. It took her a second to realize what was happening. Somehow his pleasure was radiating outward where she could feel it herself. This feeling stroked across her body like a warm breeze, touching every inch of her skin; it felt like a lovers caress. If she closed her eyes for just a second she would be able to loose herself in the pleasure that was surrounding her. The pleasure stroked her as if it had gained a physical presence, causing her to tighten her grip on the arms of her chair. The strangeness of this was so extraordinary; to know that what you were feeling was not your own pleasure but from the person you were watching; to barely have any control over your body.
                  “What is this that you have given me?” The question was rhetorical and he was not really looking for an answer, thank the Lord, because at the moment Katlyn was unable to mutter a word. Slowly, concentrating, Katlyn took another sip of her water and tried to appear unaffected by the sensations floating over her skin. Every time he took a bite and moaned in pleasure she could feel her body tighten further.
                  “Good?” Katlyn clamped down on the pleasure radiating through her body and tried to smile as he finished the last bite. How in the world was he doing this?
                  “Your food here is exceedingly good.” Micah leaned back in the chair and smiled slowly at her. She was flushed and he could almost smell the need circling her. This was an unforeseen factor. It looked like the women here became aroused very easily, that was certainly different.
                  Katlyn’s eyes narrowed at the look that passed over his face. Damn him, he knew the effect his eating had on her, he knew that his pleasure manifested in her. How in the world did he do that? If the men around here could do that they would have one heck of a weapon.
                  Katlyn stood and took his plate to the sink. “Now, time to let you rest. Come on and I'll make you up a bed.”
                  “You told the man at the door that your name was Katlyn.” Micah stood and pushed the stool back in place before he opened the back door. He had left his back out back while he snuck in. Reaching down he grabbed a bag off of the floor of the porch and brought it in.
    Katlyn looked it over as he held it in front of him, i t looked to be made from the same unusual material as his jumpsuit but the design was pretty plain. It actually looked like any duffle bag you could buy from any second hand store.
                  “That's correct. My friends call me Kat.” Katlyn moved into the living room and proceeded up the stairs when his hand on her arm stopped her. On the second step they were almost at eye level with each other.
                  “Thank you, Kat. For all of your help, you don’t know what this means to me.” Micah ran his fingers across her soft skin. He was enjoying touching her, her skin was so smooth and every time he ran his fingers across her skin she blushed softly in an almost shy manner. There was a connection between them, that was a good start.
                  Katlyn covered his hand with hers; “You're welcome.” She said smiling into those bottomless eyes. Needing a distraction she looked up at the room at the top of the stairs. “The room isn’t much, kind of small actually, but I guess it will do.”
                  Katlyn watched his eyes flood with amusement as they stood there, “I thought I was to pretend to be your mate. Do your men allow separate quarters for sleeping?” Micah