This is a requested continuation to my story Heat. You will find some spelling and grammar errors, if this bothers you please move on.
A seriously numb hand woke Lilli. She lay still for a moment trying to figure out why in the world was she sleeping on the floor.
Then the presence of a heavy arm around her and a warm body behind her helped her remember.
With a shriek she lunged to her hands and knees to scramble away on her strenthless fingers, only to be stopped by a strong hand clamping on the back of her neck and dragging her back.
That hold and a strange bonelessness kept her in place as the owner of that warm body untangled itself.
"What are you going to do to me?" She whispered to the carpet near her cheek.
A chuckle answered her. "Whatever you need me to do little kitty." The voice was deep and rich like melted chocolate. It tickled over her skin and she fought off a shiver.
The grip may have kept her immobilized but it didn't keep her from shaking like a leaf. What had she gotten herself into?
"What's wrong kitten," After some scrambling the man lowered into her view. "Did I hurt you?"
Relieved that it was a man in front of her, she burst into tears.
"sh..sh..sh.." He lifted her into his lap. "I know it's scary going into heat away from your pack, but it's ok, we were here for you."
The words only made her cry harder. "I don't understand what you're saying."
"Your pack should have explained things to you better."
"Pack?" She pulled away to look into the stranger's surprisingly beautiful green eyes. Confusion made it easier to forget she didn't know him.
"Do you not call it a pack? We couldn't figure out what flavor of kitty you were." He reached out to brush a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "Your family?"
She looked away. "I have no family, I was given up as a child." Lilli had always felt as if not being adopted was her fault. Surely she was to short, to unhappy, to solitary, her hair to puffy.
The sudden stillness in the arms around her shot alarm through Lilli and her eyes shot back to the man holding her.
"You have no family?" Those pretty eyes grew wide and dark when she shook her head.
"Oh god." He stood with her and set her on her own feet. "Honey, I'm sorry, if we'd known we would have handled things differently." Quickly he pulled a blanket from the couch and wrapped it around her. "How did you handle your other Heats? It must have been so hard for you."
For a long heartbeat she just started at him; he was attractive, some part of her thought. A strong bristled face, broad shoulders but the more he talked the less he made sense. "Nothing you are saying makes any sense to me. What are you talking about?"
Lilli watched as the man who looked so strong and stable stumbled slightly, staring at her like she was the one who'd changed forms. "God" he whispered.
Slowly he reached for her, like maybe she'd run from him, and gently took her arm to guild her to the couch where he sat next to her and hung his head for a while. His voice was soft and calm when he finally spoke. "Love, we assumed you knew..." He gathered up her hand. "I'm sorry, I wish I could have handled this differently."
Lilli took a careful breath. "Thank you, I think, but what are you talking about? What are you?"
His hands shook slightly. "I'm not normally..." Sigh "Look, I'm not great at this kind of thing, but I know you need something now." Again he reached out and tucked that lock of hair behind her ear. "You saw what I was earlier....you are like me."
All the moisture left Lilli's mouth and she swallowed down a panicy sound. "H...how do you know?"
He stared hard into her eyes. "The burning need you've been feeling is called Heat. It's something our females go through; it's not something normal humans go though."
"Are you sure?"
The look in his eyes grew soft. "Yes baby, I'm 100% sure."
Now that sound Lilli had bit back escaped, her hands flying up to her mouth to keep everything else in as she fought to keep tears at bay. "Ok" She whispered. "Ok".
For a long time she simply held herself. Weirdly that need growing in her calmed her. She looked up, eyes scared but determined.
"What's your name? I can't just call you kitty."
He didn't know if she was trying to be funny, but he smiled for her. "Kieth"
Now she smiled weakly "Kieth the kitty." Which made him smile wider.
He felt a bond click into place between them. Normally he tried to keep from connecting with many people, he had a job to do that often put people off. In this case he felt somewhat responsible for what had happened to the girl, and connecting to someone else would probably make her transition into her new life easier.
"Go put some clothing on so I can take you to my alpha. He'll help us figure everything out."
Blue eyes came back up to his and he saw that need growing in her again, that she was lost as to what to do, what to say, how to act, how to tell him what she needed.
"It's ok little Kitty, I'll take care of you." She stood and headed to the bedroom.
"Lilli." She turned. If it occurred to her to wonder how he knew her name he couldn't tell. "Wear a skirt... no underwear." The desire he saw bloom in her eyes told him he'd said the right thing; it'd been a risk but it was worth it.
While she dressed he moved about her kitchen looking for food for her, finding very little; the few normal things no one eats and her forgotten food from the night before. No wonder it took so long for him to be able to get his hands on her, she really did wait until she had no other options. With a shrug he plated up her chicken, cold fried chicken was almost better than warm anyway.
She really was lovely, Keith thought when she quickly returned. A fluff of cinnamon colored hair curled around a delicate face and he knew that beneath her full skirt were hips that filled his hands nicely.
"Eat." The stubborn, yet conflicted look she turned on him made him smile. "You have to eat. I'll make it worth your while."
Still it looked like she was going to fight him. Keith took her hand, lead her to the table and pushed down on the shoulders until she sat and the plate went down in front of her. "Eat". It pleased him that his strong voice made her pick up the chicken.
Lilli had turned her attention to her unwanted food when she felt a touch on her knee. An undignified "Ep!" escaped her and she moved to put her food down and figure out what the heck Keith was doing under her table, which was the only way he could have touched her knee.
"I'll stop if you don't keep eating." The table muffled what was meant to be a stern tone. The feeling of her skirt being pushed up her legs let her know what she was threatening to stop.
Feeling extremely awkward Lilli picked back up the chicken, it felt wrong for him to be doing this while she was eating. Then hard fingers gripped her knees and forced them open chasing that feeling away. She'd do anything to keep those fingers touching her. They caressed the crease between her thighs and the parts she suddenly desperately needed him to touch. Then she felt his tongue; very lightly follow those fingers and that horrible burning need ratcheted up within her.
Keith's evil tongue moved to the other thigh to stroke up to that same crease. Something other than his tongue caressed up her slit and her hands started to tremble. Again, slower and deeper he caressed up that slit, not going nearly deep enough. She ate faster, wanting to be finished before things got any better.
"Are you still eating?" Keith's lips brushed against hers as he spoke, god help her she could even feel his breath on her highly sensitive flesh.
"God, yes". The words sounded more like a plea than an affirmation.
A muffled chuckle echoed under the table followed by what was definitely a tongue tracing the parts already traced. Lilli's breath shuttered out and she ate a touch faster, not caring if she choked.
A few more passes that just didn't touch what needed touching and Lilli finished eating, never more grateful to finish a meal. Finally that tongue pressed into her folds and she gasped, clutching at the tables edge. So slowly he drug that tongue up, closer, closer. When Keith finally, slowly caressed her clit she cried out. Pure, hot desire shot through her.
Again and again he repeated that gesture; a heavy tongue drug from bottom to top, oh so shortly caressing her clit. Before long she was making desperate mewling noises, hands tightly clenched on the table as need slowly, slowly built in her.
"Oh please." She whimpered. "please".
Another chuckle. "In good time" he murmured into her folds. Lilli shuttered, crying out.
Again and again until Lilli felt she couldn't handle it any longer. Finally fingers slid into her to press against her front wall. "Oh God!" She screamed. It only took 3 thrusts before she came, her body flying apart, nearly falling off her chair with the force of it.
For some time she slumped over the table, gasping in air. Keith climbed out from under the table and began to gently stroke her back, steadying her, bringing her home. When she sat up he smiled down at her.
"Come on little Kitty, it's time to go."
Even though Keith's voice was kind Lilli felt fright shiver through her, chasing away her after glow. She searched his eyes for a way out, seeing only determination. She was going to see his alpha one way or another. They needed to find out what kind of cat she was and where she needed to go.
Keith found himself a tad sad at the thought of her leaving and going to some other pack. He helped her to her feet and satisfied himself with keeping her hand. Some part of him wanted to keep her; he'd found her and been the one to follow her for weeks. She felt like his. No other cat had given him as much fight.
As they left her building he thought about all the other times he'd done this, followed a lost kitty and helped her through her heat when her own pack wasn't around. He always felt protective of them, but nothing like this had ever happened. Maybe it was because of how lost she was. Either way he had a job in his pack and he just couldn't see her being ok with it. No one ever had in the past.
He squeezed her hand, at least he had her for now.
They road in his car saying very little; He knew how off balance Lilli must feel and he wasn't sure what he should say. He was a complete stranger, effectively her rapist, considering how little she knew. To top everything off he was a creature she'd likely only had nightmares of. What the heck do you say to that?
"Thank you." Her voice was soft, barely a sound.
Keith fought the urge to turn and stare at her. "Good lord why?".
Surprisingly she smiled at him. "For doing this, taking me..." The smile faded. "... Where ever you're taking me. It's better than being left alone, not knowing anything.".
"I suppose, but I could never do that to you. Leave you alone without a clue."
"Still, thank you."
Silence settled over them again and Keith wished in vain that his radio worked.
