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  Chapter Nine

  Arynn’s cock was so hard it throbbed behind the zipper of his jeans, pressing to the point of pain. When she didn’t answer him, he gripped the hardened tips between his fingers and squeezed. Not too hard, but enough to get her attention. “Answer me, stellina.”

  Her breath caught in her throat. “Yes. Rebel is only a month younger than Romie, so when she was born, I felt a bond to her like she was my own.”

  He nodded, feeling as if a piece of the puzzle was falling into place. Lifting his gaze to hers, he held it. “You belonged to me back then, like you belong to me now. Something fucked with you and I, but not again. Never again. Once I take you, nothing and no one will ever come between us. Do you understand what I’m telling you?”

  She licked her lips, making his cock leak more precome, nodding before answering. “Yes. There was something always missing in my life. Even though I felt full with my girls, I still had an emptiness until I saw you. When I’d get your email asking for an update, my heart felt fuller for those few minutes I communicated with you.”

  “I think that was our bond trying to connect us, even though we were miles apart.” He shook his head. “You understand I’m more than just a man, right?”

  Arynn lifted her chin, holding her gaze with his, needing to hear her say the words.

  Sheila brought one palm down and laid it on his chest. “I know you turn into a wolf, and he’s a part of you. I also know Rebel has a wolf in her. I’m not sure exactly what Romie and I are, but for now, all I know is that I want to know you, Arynn.”

  He raised a brow, staring at her hand on his chest, waiting to see if she got the message. A blush highlighted her cheeks and then, she was putting her arms back above her head. “Hey, it was your fault. You got me all hot and bothered, then you started talking about deep shit.”

  Arynn leaned in close, smiling at the shiver that went through her. “Alright, enough of the deep shit. Spread your legs and don’t move, stellina, and keep those eyes open.”

  He gave her a brief, hard kiss, stepping back to see if she did as told. To his pleasure, she did, holding his gaze steady. Fuck, she was going to make him lose his cool.

  “Good girl. Now, hold still.” His fingers made quick work of pulling her top up the rest of the way, leaving the material around her clasped hands, giving him an idea. He used the material to tie her hands in a loose, makeshift hold. Her raised brow was enough to have him growling. With a quick flick, her bra came undone, exposing the darkened nipples he wanted to suckle. He slid one finger tip over one then the other, watching her eyes dilate.

  Sliding his hands down her sides, her muscles jumped beneath his palms. Faint lines from where she’d carried Romie were barely visible as he let one of his fingers trace over one, then the other two. “Warrior Stripes. Fucking sexy as hell,” he murmured.

  “I loved being pregnant,” she said.

  He wanted to watch her grow with his child. An image of her swollen with another baby had him dropping to his knees and kissing those lines with reverence. “I bet you were gorgeous.”

  She snorted. “I looked like I swallowed a beach ball.”

  His fingers trailed inside her pants, running back and forth. “Hmm,” he said. A quick flick of his thumb and forefinger had the snap open; the fabric parting, showing him a pair of white panties. Using his thumbs, he tugged both down her shapely legs. Once they hit the floor, he tapped her thigh. “Step out of them,” he said, his voice deep and low.

  Her quick compliance kept his growls in check. Sitting back on his heels, he studied her. “Fuck you’re gorgeous.” She had a small patch of blonde hair above her mound, enticing him. Using his thumbs, he parted her folds. “You’re wet and smell delicious. I could eat you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner and still come back for snacks between.”

  Her legs shook, but she didn’t move.

  He slid his fingers through her wet folds, exposing her clit. “Take your shirt and bra off, but don’t move your legs.” He waited for her to do what he told her. She struggled a bit trying to undo the loose knot. Finally, the shirt and bra fell next to the discarded pants and panties. “Put your hands on my shoulders, stellina, but don’t do anything else.”

  He leaned forward and swiped his tongue across the hardened nub, making her gasp, then whimper as he continued to devour her. Goddess, he could get addicted to her flavor, the sweet taste burst on his tongue. With his thumbs holding her open, he ran his tongue back and forth, setting up a quick and fast pace he knew would send her over the edge quickly.

  “Oh please, Arynn, I’m going to come.” Her legs shook helplessly, her breathing choppy, but her hands stayed on his shoulders, digging in almost painfully.

  “Come for me. Let me taste your sweet cream, baby.” He sucked her clit into his mouth and pushed a finger into her pussy. Her breath caught, muscles twitched. She screamed as she came.

  Arynn swore he felt her orgasm pulse through his body. Never, in all the times he’d taken on others pain and suffering, had he experienced the same impact as the feel of Sheila’s pleasure. Stroking her lightly with his tongue, he waited for her body to stop shaking then stood. “That was beautiful.”

  She slumped against him. “I didn’t know—I’ve never done that before,” she admitted.

  He held her by the hips. “What do you mean?”

  Sheila shook her head and tried to look away.

  “Answer me.” He put more force into his words.

  The struggle she was under was almost like a living being. As he watched and waited, she squared her shoulders. “I’ve never come with a man before. Oh god, that sounded bad. I’ve never come with anyone other than myself.” She tried to hide her face by burying it against his chest.

  “I’d like to say something about your previous lovers, but I’m damn glad I’m your first, and I’ll be your last.” He pulled back. “That was only the warm up.”

  Sheila wasn’t sure she could handle any more. Heck, she was sure she wouldn’t come again, but a glance down Arynn’s body showed he was more than in need to come. “Okay.”

  His grin was positively wicked. “Ah, I know what you’re thinking, but it’s not gonna work.”

  Still shaking from her first orgasm from a real man, and not a battery operated one, she tried to quell the combination of nerves and arousal mixed with excitement to be claimed by Arynn.

  A squeal escaped her as he lifted her over his shoulder, slapping her ass playfully. “I see I’m going to have to be a showing kind a guy, not a telling one.” Arynn stopped at the side of the large bed, pulled the blankets back then sat her down on the edge. “I always was better at show than tell.”

  Her mouth went dry at the sight of the large bulge in front of her. Her fingers itched to undo the fabric and see for herself just how big he actually was. The small lamp next to the bed gave off enough light she could make out everything in the room, a heavy reminder he could also see all of her, flaws and all. Not that she wasn’t proud of her body. Yes, she had a few stretch marks. Warrior Stripes he called them. Her hips were a little fuller than they’d been before Romie, but she didn’t think he minded.

  “I don’t mind,” he said.

  She gasped and looked up. “How did you know what I was thinking?”

  He tapped his temple. “I’m the Omega. I usually put up walls, or I get overwhelmed, but you were projecting, baby. There’s not an inch of you that I don’t love, and I plan to worship with my hands, mouth, and cock.”

  Her belly did a little flip inside at his words. Without asking for permission, she reached for his jeans. His growl had her pausing. “May I?”

  A grin split his lips. “Yes.” He whipped his T-shirt over his head, tossing it behind him while she tried to unsnap his button, her fingers too clumsy to complete the task. “Dammit,” she cursed.

  His hands covered hers. “Let me help.” Arynn flicked his pants open, the sound of the zipper going down echoed in the quiet room.

  She leaned
back on her hands, trembling with excitement and more than a little eagerness. When he shoved his jeans down, along with the black briefs, her mouth fell open. “Holy fucking hell. There’s no way that’s going to fit in my vajeen. I mean, I’ve had Romie, but I’m pretty sure all the kegels I’ve done have tightened me back up to where I’m not ready for a—that.” She pointed at his cock.

  Arynn laughed, kicking his boots off then pushing his clothing the rest of the way off. “I’m not sure if I should be flattered or not.” He stood and put his hands on his hips, his cock flexing up and down.

  “Yikes, you can make it dance?” she asked, sitting up and reaching for him.

  “Did I tell you to touch me?” He grabbed her hand before she could grab his cock.

  She shook her head.

  “First of all, my cock is not a that. Second, you want to touch me, you ask if you can touch my cock. Third, you can and will take me, any way I want. Say the words, Sheila.”

  Hoping he wouldn’t see how nervous she was, Sheila glanced at him, then down. “Can I touch your cock, please?”

  Arynn nodded, bringing their hands to his throbbing dick. He showed her how he liked to be stroked, letting her get used to the feel of him beneath her palms. The smooth, yet firmness intrigued her. The bead of precome was followed by more. “May I taste you?”

  He groaned, nodding his approval.

  Leaning forward, she extended her tongue and swiped across the tip, taking in the salty maleness that was all Arynn. His hand holding hers tightened, while the other went to the back of her head. Fear that he’d force her onto him had her looking up. His focused stare let her know he was in control, giving her the ability to continue to explore him.

  Hunger unlike any other sent a need straight to her clit as she sucked him. A feeling of possessiveness rocked her while she licked and sucked him, barely able to wrap her lips completely around his—cock. Even thinking the words made her stutter, but she wanted to please him. Wanted to replace every other woman before her.

  Arynn could feel her pulling back, her mind working or thinking too hard. He wouldn’t allow her to do that to them. The way he wanted Sheila should alarm him, the overwhelming need to tie her to him in every imaginable way, like an addict needed their next fix. Thank fuck he’d never succumbed to those pitfalls. Most shifters didn’t. He had a picture of him becoming more addicted to her and her intoxicating tastes, scents, and just her with each day.

  Determined to get her back into the realm of pleasure and off whatever had pulled her away, he pulled her head back, bent, and placed his lips over hers. The thought of sugar and spice and all things nice slipped into his mind as his tongue ran against hers.

  He couldn’t resist touching her, but he’d be damned if he’d do it bent in half while she sat on the side of the bed. Gripping her under the arms, he lifted her with little effort, placing her in the middle of the bed. “Goddess, you look like an angel.” She did, too, with her blonde hair fanned out on the turquoise sheets, her gold tanned skin a perfect foil. If he were an artist he’d paint her like that.

  “I’m far from that, Arynn.” She swallowed audibly.

  “No, you’re not. Trust me, stellina, I can sense the good in you. Now, how about we put a pin in this discussion.” He stroked his hand up and down his cock, watching her eyes follow the movement before he climbed onto the bed. Laying down beside her, he circled one of her nipples, excited to see little goosebumps appear over her flesh.

  Completely attuned to her and her needs, he watched for signs that she was scared, but as he trailed his hand lower, their bond seemed to flare. He’d never heard of shifters and their mates having a bond until after they’d actually bonded, but he felt their souls reaching for one another. She may not realize it, but she was already accepting all that he was. Wonder filled him, giving him a renewed appreciation for the connection and trust she gave him.

  He bent, placing a kiss on her shoulder while his fingers trailed farther down, parting her folds. Arynn moved his mouth down, touching his tongue to her nipple, grinning at her gasp of pleasure. “Easy now, or I’ll make you place your hands above your head.”

  The feel of her fingers gripping his hair was an erotic pain. He’d never allowed any of his lovers to touch him so freely, yet with her, it seemed natural. The same way he wanted to spoil and pamper her, protect her, yet dominate in the most erotic way rode him, becoming more intense. It was something he was sure he’d never experience, not with his Omega abilities. Now faced with the woman who completed him and the reality of what he could have, it scared and delighted him on a level he had to push to the back of his mind. His wolf raked at his conscience, but Arynn wouldn’t allow the other part of him to surface, not until he’d claimed her fully.

  Once she was theirs, it would be up to them to always protect her, keep her and their children safe. But first, he needed her submission.

  “Where’s your head at, Arynn?” she asked, trailing one hand across his shoulders.

  He took in her dark gaze, realizing he’d stopped worshipping her body. “Right here, stellina.”

  Before she could say another word, he took her pert nipple into his mouth and pressed a finger inside her. Goddess, she was tight, tighter than a vice. Shit, she was probably going to kill him once he got inside her.

  The slide of her hands over his flesh made it almost impossible for him to stay in control and concentrate on her pleasure. “Put your arms above your head and keep ‘em there,” he growled.

  When she slowly lifted her arms, her breasts moved up with the action. He lifted up, taking the other nipple into his mouth, twisting the one he’d been sucking on between his fingers.

  Her breath caught, letting him know she was enjoying his ministrations. “Part your thighs for me.” He raked his teeth over one hard tip then the other, giving her an edge of pain.

  “Oh, that—that feels good.”

  Her moan made him move over her body and between her spread thighs. The raw, primitive urge to mount and fuck her was one he had to squash, hard. Opening their connection, he could feel the electric spark building as he fucked his finger in and out of her. With his thumb, he rubbed her clit, watching her back bow, yet she kept her arms where he’d told her. Such a good sub in training.

  Need clawed at him as he added a second finger, and then a third while he kept the steady pressure on her clit.

  Sheila bit her lip, clearly trying to hold in her cries of pleasure. A whimper of need escaped her.

  “Let me hear you. Scream, beg, cry, whatever you’re feeling. I want to hear it.” He scissored his fingers inside her, feeling her inner muscles begin to clench and unclench in warning.

  “I feel full and want more, Arynn. You, I want you, inside me,” she begged.

  “Not yet. I need to get you ready for me, stellina. You’re so tight.”

  Bending down, he replaced his thumb with his mouth, sucking the hardened nub inside as he teased it with his tongue. Her cry of ecstasy had him moving his fingers faster, feeling the tightening and releasing of her orgasm and the sweet flood of her cream coat his hand.

  He sat back, licked his fingers, and stared down at her pussy. “Goddess, you truly are perfect, like a sweet Georgia peach.”

  Her hands clenched and unclenched, need to touch gleaming up at him.

  “Now, I’m going to make love to you.”

  “I need to move my arms.”

  He nodded. “Do what you need. Tell me if you need me to stop.”

  He fit the flared tip of his cock to the entrance of her pussy, leaning over her with one arm braced next to her head, he stared into her dark eyes, watching as they came together for the first time. Slowly he pushed forward, her slickness easing his entry slightly. “Fuck, don’t move,” he growled as she lifted her legs.

  Sheila froze.

  “I’m afraid I’ll come before I get my entire dick inside you.” He eased another inch inside, gliding back out and working another in, continuing until he was seated
balls deep.

  Her deep inhale had him lifting to look at her, allowing his mind to open more fully to see inside hers. “Are you okay?”

  She laughed. “I was just thinking if you didn’t have such a large—cock, it wouldn’t take so long for you to get in.”

  Her laughter turned into a moan as he pulled out and pushed in, his lips covered hers, swallowing her cry of pleasure.

  He swiveled his hips with each downward thrust making sure he hit her clit. With his mind open, he saw the golden bond and felt the need to seal them. “Can you feel me, hear me inside you, stellina?”

  Arynn waited with bated breath, hoping she was as open to him as he to her. Hell, he could feel and sense her every need and if he allowed it, he’d be able to hear her thoughts without trying.

  “You just spoke, but your mouth didn’t move. Oh god, do that again,” she asked as he rolled his hips.

  The golden trail lit up brighter, encompassing them and the room. Shit, he should’ve asked the others about mating. He wasn’t sure what to expect; however, nothing but goodness poured from Sheila and into him. “Yes and so can you. Just think what you want me to hear, and I will be able to.”

  With a groan, he began pumping faster, his cock ready to blow.

  “Can you really hear me?”

  The tentative touch sent a jolt of heat down his spine. “Yes. I want to bond with you fully. Do you understand what that means?”

  “Does it mean you’ll be mine, and I’ll be yours?” She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist.

  “Yes, and it’s not like a human marriage where one of us can decide we don’t want to be together. It’s too soon, but fuck if you’re not already a part of me. I can feel it, deep in my soul. My wolf recognized you, too. If you say no, or you need more time, I can wait.” He would cut off his own arm before he’d ever do anything she wasn’t ready for.

  Chapter Ten

  Sheila knew most people would say it was too soon, but she felt a connection unlike any other to Arynn. It was similar to what she felt for her girls, but on a level that was saved for lovers. Her girls were her heart, but Arynn, he was her soul. “I don’t want you to wait. God, please, make me yours in all ways.”