Bones drove Cat home on the motorcycle she had ridden to the compound. Cat's mind was filled with the implications of Max being Don's brother, but as soon as they parked and Bones stepped off the bike, it was plain that his mind was on other things. He gathered Cat to him in the blink of an eye, her helmet muffling her squeal of surprise, and had her inside in moments.

"Bones! What was that? Did you hear someone?"

"No," Bones replied, watching as she tugged off the helmet. "I can't wait anymore. We have planning to do, yes, but I've been planning this for four years and my patience is at an end."

And he kissed her deeply, tongue sliding sensuously against hers. Any protest died in her throat as her body took over and her arms wrapped around his neck.

"I dreamt of all the things I would do to you when I found you. Our reunion in the parking lot was lovely, but not nearly long enough." Bones' voice was deeper, accent more pronounced, eyes bright emerald. "Tonight I'm going to devour you in every sense of the word. I've missed your taste so much, Kitten."

Cat's knees weakened at the implication of his words. She remembered the feeling of his tongue against her flesh and shivered with a delicious anticipation.

Bones caught her reaction and his grin was predatory. "Remembering how I felt, luv? Remembering that soft, wet, sliding sensation on your skin?"

Cat could only nod, and then he caught her up again and carried her to bed.

Their clothes didn't last long, and then he swept the covers off the bed. "Don't need them in the way," he commented. "Lie down, luv."

Cat did as he asked, and he lay next to her, kissing her again, hands stroking and kneading her back. After a time his mouth dipped to her throat and he tongued her pulse, nipping and nibbling, feeling the shivers that went through her with each new sensation.

"Bite me?" She breathed, but he made a sound of dissent. "Not yet. I will taste your blood, but not yet."

His mouth slid down to her breasts, sucking one and then the other, switching as she arched at the pleasure. Finally he settled on one and pinched the other nipple, gently rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.

Her back arched, pressing into the sensations, her pulse becoming an insistent ache between her legs. She tried to rub against him to ease it but he shifted so she could find no friction.

"Oh no," he said. "Tonight is mine and I'm going to make you beg before I ease that need." There was a hint of ruthlessness to him, and she shivered again. He saw it and his lips curled. "We've both been miserable these last years, but I daresay your purpose offered some small solace. I had no such comfort; I had only the anger, the burning desire for you, and the determination to find you. I cannot tell you how many dreams I had of holding you, and waking to imagine what I would do when I finally found you.

"Kitten, you know me, and you know that I am a bloody ruthless bastard at times." His eyes were glowing. "I've burned for you while wondering if you still loved me, hell, even if you were alive! Tonight, I am going make you burn as well."

Cat's eyes were very big as she looked at him, and he tilted his head. "If you say no, if you don't want bedded, tell me. You know I won't force you."

"No…" she whispered. "Make me burn."

His reply was a kiss that started gently and grew until Cat had to pull away to breathe. He trailed his mouth down her neck, teased her pulse again, and then headed down one arm. He kissed and tongued the inside of her elbow, which tickled in the most erotic way she could imagine.

Next Bones trailed down to her hand, kissing her knuckles before sliding his tongue between her fingers. Her breath caught and he chuckled, the sound as decadent as dark chocolate. He proceeded to treat her other arm and hand to the same ministrations, and then he returned to her breasts.

"Luscious," he murmured after a slow swirl around her nipple. Cat held herself very still, fingers twined in his hair, and simply felt the sensations he was causing. Soon her breaths came in little panting moans and he lifted his head and smiled at her. "I love that sound."

"I love you," she said breathlessly.

"I love you too," he said, breath from his words falling on her skin, which was damp from his tongue. He resumed his feast upon her breasts, and inched one hand down between her legs. When he laid his finger against her clitoris she moved restlessly again, trying to ease the need, but he moved with her so there was no relief.

Cat's fingers were clutching his hair now and he used his other hand to catch one of hers and hold it. Her fingers clenched and unclenched, eyes closed, nearly sobbing in need as his tongue swirled her nipples and his finger rested against her aching flesh but did nothing to assuage the burn.

"Please Bones, I can't take it anymore," she finally gasped, pulling his head away from her breasts.

"Oh? And if I say you *will* take more?"

She made to drag him on top of her but he was too fast. Her arms were pinned to the bed and his mouth back on her nipples in a blink. She arched but couldn't move more than that. Mercifully, he teased her breasts only a moment longer before he began a slow cascade of kisses down her body.

Cat knew where he was going and oh God she wished he would hurry. She opened her legs for him, arranging them over his shoulders. He released her arms and gently spread her folds, blowing a cool breath against her that nearly made her jump out of her skin. Then, so delicately that she nearly could not feel it, he tasted her.

Cat's hands flew up to grip the pillow. His next lick was slightly more forceful but still teasing. She could feel the promise of an orgasm in this, he had tormented her too thoroughly to not be over sensitive, but this would be another form of torture as each delicate stroke dragged her closer to the precipice.

"You…" he said, punctuating each word with another slide against her flesh, "taste… even… better…."

Soon she wavered on the edge of climax, whimpering her need, trying to push against his tongue though he restrained her hips. "Please…" she said, straining… and he lifted his head, smiled evilly, and began kissing and nibbling her thigh.

Cat felt the pressure fade and to her surprise, tears pricked her eyes. She lay back, panting, grip on the pillow relaxing.

Bones looked up at her again, saw the shimmer in her eyes and frowned. "Did I hurt you?"

She shook her head, and held her arms out to him but one side of his mouth lifted.

"Good. Time for round two." And he delved inside her with his tongue, wresting a strangled scream from her. This time he feasted on her ruthlessly, still holding her hips as she bucked involuntarily. In moments she felt herself being thrown off the cliff into a shuddering, mind-blowing orgasm that he drew out with deliberate stroking licks until it was more than she could bear, and she pulled his head up.

"Now," she demanded, voice choked, and he wasted no time in acquiescing to her. He sheathed himself in one hard stroke that bowed her spine and tore a shout from him. She was wet and hot and-- "Hard." She demanded.

Bones set a bruising pace, while she matched him stroke for stroke. She cut off her screams by digging her teeth into his neck and he moaned. "God Kitten, bite me again, harder."

Aware only of the feel of him inside her and the thrill that skittered down her spine at his ragged voice when he moaned in her ear, she savaged his neck, each bite bringing a shudder of pleasure and an extra deep thrust.

"I'm going to come, Kitten, come with me," he said, and nipped her pulse point.

In a moment she felt his release and the sensation triggered her own orgasm. When they were over they lay tangled, spent.

"I love you," he murmured in her ear.

"Love you too," Cat replied, arms and legs wrapped around him. She felt completely boneless.

"Sleepy, luv?"

"Little."

He chuckled and resettled them. "Have a nap, I have plenty more planned and you'll need your energy."

Cat opened one eye and saw the green and brown in his eyes. Oh yes, she suspected, this night wasn't nearly over.