“Oh my God,” she whispered warily.
“Thank you, I will take that as a compliment. It will fit. Trust me.” He grinned arrogantly and reached for her.
“There’s only one real way to test that, isn’t there,” she teased, and reached her hand out to cup his thick cock in her palm. Even the softness of the skin, and the weight of it in her grip made her hot, hot satin over steel and just sticky enough to be exciting. Easing her body to the floor until she knelt in front of him with his hard shaft in her hand, she stuck her tongue out to lick the moisture from the head, drawing a desperate gasp from him.
“Fuck.” He groaned as she took him into her mouth. She hadn’t given a blow job in years, and it felt slightly awkward and uncomfortable at first. She backed off so that just the head was between her lips and used her tongue to stroke the sensitive spot underneath.
Liam’s hand gripped her scalp involuntarily, and she mewled her pleasure at his forcefulness. Before she could attempt to suck him down her throat again, he gave her short hair a little tug and pulled her upward until she was standing.
“If you don’t stop now, you’ll be swallowing,” he said in a husky voice that made her shiver. After brushing his lips over hers softly, he tumbled her backward onto the bed behind her.
She giggled when he pulled her foot to his mouth and kissed along the arch and upward over her ankle.
“No giggling in my bed, Sweet Tina. That’s bad for my ego. It might make me think you are laughing at me. If you’re laughing at me, then I’m not doing my job,” he said into her thigh as his mouth drifted closer and closer to her center. The rasp of short whiskers across the soft skin of her inner thigh sent flames across her skin, and she exhaled sharply.
“I’m definitely not laughing at you. You make me feel so sexy,” she said, arching toward him. She thrust her hips upward, trying to get his mouth where she wanted it. His responding chuckle vibrated against her pussy lips.
“You are sexy, Sweet Tina. More than I ever could have dreamed. Let me taste you.” With that, he placed a hot kiss on her pussy.
Using his fingers to hold her open, he flattened his tongue and licked her clit, applying just enough pressure to draw a loud gasp from her throat. Then he proceeded to let his mouth dance delicately over her softness. Touching and retreating from her swollen clit, he teased her to the edge of orgasm. She cried out in disappointed pleasure and fisted her hands into the bedspread as he left her on the brink of climax. He moved slowly up her body, letting his tongue taste her everywhere, igniting small fires on her skin everywhere he touched.
“Shh…you can’t come yet, sweetheart. I want to be deep inside that pussy when you explode.” He took possession of her mouth again and swallowed her groans of acceptance. He pressed his cock at the entrance to her wet heat and paused to lift his head to see her. “Open your eyes, Sweet Tina.”
Her eyes popped open and met his hot gaze. The tidal wave of pleasure that washed over her was intense. She couldn’t remember ever seeing such need in a man’s eyes before. He looked at her like she was perfect, and she writhed under him, enjoying feeling like a goddess.
“Please, Liam…” she begged, and he grinned down at her.
“Damn, sweetheart. I love hearing my name on your lips.” He gasped. “Say it again.” Hearing how much he enjoyed it, she couldn’t resist giving in to his demand. She moaned his name again as he slowly pushed his thickness deep inside of her.
She felt fuller than she had ever been in her life with his thick cock stretching her pussy muscles to the limit. Liam pushed to the hilt inside of her, and his pubic bone hit her clit. The orgasm that had been building in her exploded instantly like a bomb behind her eyelids. She could feel her body milking his cock and each clench of her muscles caused a twitch of his shaft inside of her. He began to thrust into her repeatedly, and she could hear his low growls and groans as she shuddered around him.
“Never. Felt. Like. This. Before. Fuck!”’ He bit each word out as he thrust deep and hard into her core, and she was shocked when his release triggered another shattering orgasm in her. She clenched her eyes and fisted her hands in his short black hair, pulling him down for a deep, soul-stealing kiss as her body trembled in release. Finally he collapsed on top of her and buried his face in her neck, still breathing heavily.
Tina’s eyes closed, and she tried not to think about the fact that that was the best sex of her entire life, and she was already craving more.
“Are you okay, sweetheart? I didn’t mean for that to happen so fast,” he said against her throat, without lifting his head, and she smiled a little at his concern. A wave of awkwardness went through her as she took in their nudity and her current surroundings. They were fucking like horny teenagers, and they didn’t even know each other. Debating how to react to the situation caused a ball of tension in her belly.
“I’m perfect,” she whispered, unable to find a stronger voice yet. Her body was still throbbing with orgasmic ripples, and her vision was slightly blurry.
“Yes, you absolutely are. I want to do that again,” he said, licking her still tingling nipple.
All of the tension she had in her belly disappeared at the erotic touch. She groaned, and her hips arched against him instinctively. His cock hardened again increasing the ripples of pleasure through her core. “Again?”
“Hell yes, again,” he murmured, and then he lifted his weight off of her. She took a deep breath and couldn’t hold back the cry of disappointment when he withdrew his hard shaft from her warmth. She was appeased when he gripped her waist and flipped her over, slamming his cock back into her. “Sweet Tina, your ass was made for fucking.”
She cried out with the force of his body driving into hers, and she could feel his fingers digging into the soft curve of her hips. She rocked her body back into his, craving the friction of his cockhead stroking her cervix. He nudged her thighs wider with his own, forcing her to bend until her cheek was pressed to the bed and her ass was high in the air. In this position his shaft rubbed deliciously against her G-spot, and his balls slapped against her clit every time he drove into her.
“Yes!” she screamed as he pressed his hand to the slope of her spine, holding her in place to receive his lust. She felt dominated, and it was the most intense sex she had ever experienced. She gripped the comforter underneath her in both hands as she felt her climax approaching rapidly. Her nipples rasped back and forth against the soft material with every thrust of their bodies, making them ache to be touched. Pinching them with her own hands intensified the waves of pleasure Liam was creating with his cock, and she reached for her orgasm with every ounce of strength she had left. Falling off the edge of a cliff was the only way she could have described the climax that ricocheted through her body as he came deep inside of her.
His large body slumped over her back, pressing her tightly to the bed, and he trembled with ever spurt of his release. She felt satisfied and slightly arrogant about bringing this imposing man to the point of trembling weakness. When he finally shifted away from her, withdrawing his cock and stretching out next to her, she sighed heavily.
“Damn,” he said, and Tina jerked her head up to look at his face. His eyes were closed, and he wore a small half smile. He wasn’t upset, he was sated, and that pleased her and scared her all at once. The awkwardness was back in a second, and she fidgeted a little. She was unaccustomed to sleeping with strangers, and she didn’t quite know how to react now. She didn’t want him to know how raw and exposed he made her feel.
“Liam, that was…the perfect stress reliever after one hellacious night, but I really do need that bath you promised now.” She was going for nonchalance, and yet she could hear the anxiety in her own voice.
I just met this man three hours ago, and I’ve already had sex with him. I have gone completely off my rocker. How am I going to explain this one to Caroline? Yes, I know we were both almost raped and murdered, but afterward I went back to your new family member’s home and had mind-blowing sex with him. Hope that’s cool!
Even she knew how lame it sounded.
Liam opened his eyes just a little, and he lifted his fingers to brush her short hair away from her face. He watched her for a moment, before his eyes shuttered. The heat and desire that had made him seem animalistic were replaced by an icy hardness and dispassionate gaze. He seemed to have gauged her words and been hurt by them. He nodded once and stood up.
“Give me just a few minutes, and I’ll have a bath ready for you. After that you have to get some sleep.” Without looking over his shoulder, he walked out of the room and into the bathroom.
She felt tears well up in her eyes at his distance. This was exactly what she hated about relationships. Once you slept with someone you had expectations, and usually you ended up hurting, because they couldn’t fulfill your expectations.
She wasn’t going to let him get any closer to her heart. She had no intention of this being any more than the one-night stand it already was. She would take a bath to get cleaned up, and then once he was asleep, she would get out of here. She sure as hell couldn’t spend the night with him. Not when she couldn’t even talk to him.
She just didn’t know what to think. She stood and walked into the bathroom. Liam was bent over the tub testing the water temperature, and she got an eyeful of his muscular ass. He was all lean, corded muscle from his head to his toes, and his broad back was a delicious, golden tan. She could see the tattoo on his shoulder clearly now. It was a very detailed crescent moon with a flame-lit shooting star behind it, and ice shot through her heart when she read the banner tattooed underneath it. It said Daphne. Her heart stuttered. Who the hell was Daphne? His wife? His girlfriend?
Why would he be here with her if he was married? Maybe he wasn’t married to her, but just in love with her? Her heart iced over at the idea of him having a woman he loved. Lord, she should have known there was baggage. There was always baggage. This was enough to help her rebuild her defenses against him though. She was not going to be starting a relationship based upon her pheromones. She would get out of here as soon as possible.
“Thanks, I can do that. You probably want to take a shower, too, so I will try to hurry.” She gestured toward the tub, and then remembering her nudity, she wrapped her arms over her breasts.
He stared at her with a blank expression on his face for a few moments, and then his eyes seemed to harden. “There are towels under the sink, and there should be a new toothbrush there as well. Let me know if you need anything else.”
With that he turned and walked out of the room silently pulling the door shut behind him. Hardening her heart to the pain of his rejection, she reached over and locked the door before she stepped into the tub. She quickly washed her body and then just leaned back to let her muscles soak. She had put them through the ringer over the last twenty-four hours, and it wouldn’t be long before her weakened body shut down on her. She let the steamy water ease all of the tension from her muscles, and she imagined it washed away her shame at letting a stranger have his way with her. Forcing herself to blank her mind, she drifted.
It seemed like only minutes before she was startled awake by a pair of strong hands lifting her from the bathtub.
“Oh, no, you don’t, Sweet Tina. You are not drowning in my bathtub. My Alpha’s mate would be pissed, and then Devin would have to kill me. Come on, let’s get you dried off.” Liam made quick work of rubbing a towel over her body until she was dry and tingly. She yawned unable to stop herself and blinked sleepily at him.
“I’m sorry, I can’t believe I fell asleep in the tub! Wait….how did you get in here? I locked the door.” She stared at the door with a freshly broken lock and then glanced back at his amused expression.
“My house, my door, my lock. Don’t bother locking doors when I’m around, because it won’t stop me if I want to get through them. Now, come on. You need to get some rest. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have pushed you so hard, and I definitely shouldn’t have slept with you right now. That was a mistake,” he said as he pulled her by the hand back into the bedroom.
The tears took them both by surprise. She wasn’t usually so emotional, but hearing him say that it was a mistake to be with her shattered her already fragile emotional balance. She found herself trembling uncontrollably for the second time that night, and sobbing deeply into her hands.
“Oh shit. Stop, no, don’t cry. I’m not sorry…I mean, I am but not like you think. Damn it, Tina. I wanted you, and I don’t regret making love to you. I regret not giving you more time. More time to get to know me and understand the process you are facing becoming my mate. Stop, Sweet Tina, please don’t cry.” His rambling calmed her sobs and soothed her bruised ego just a bit. Sniffling, she lifted her eyes to his.
“Stop saying that! I’m not going to become your mate, so get it out of your head!” she said gruffly. Even she could hear the petulant frustration in her statement.
“You already are my mate, sweetheart. I can’t change it any more than you can. All that’s left is the claiming. I will give you some time to get used to the idea and get to know me, but I won’t let you go. I want to protect you, and to do that I need to keep you close.” He rested his chin on top of her head. She could hear in his tone that he had resigned himself to being with her, whether he liked her or not. She wasn’t sure why, but that bothered her immensely.