Not right now. Not ever before.
Xander grinned at her, a hint of triumph in his expression as he waited for her reply. Was she so easy to read?
“I want you to stay,” she said, feeling like she’d just done something she could never take back even as her whole body grew more excited.
Xander covered the last few inches between them, one arm wrapping around the small of her back and pulling them together as sheer, animal magnetism lit in inside her. His other hand found the nape of her neck, rough fingertips caressing her skin as he turned her up to face him directly. “Good girl.”
Then his lips crashed over hers, firm and unrelenting, trapping her completely against his hard body. Her lips parted, desperate for the taste of Xander as he thrust in with his tongue to explore her, pleasure her.
Jan moaned, the muffled sound faraway as all she could focus on was the way they met, both body and soul. Her legs got weak. Her skin felt flush. Her spine tingled with a rising wave that only Xander could bring crashing onto the shore for her.
Suddenly, she was being lifted into Xander’s arms, his strong hands squeezing her ass as he carried her to her bedroom, not ending the kiss as her tongue entwined with his. Janet could feel his thick abdominals against her clothed center, and she ground against him, needing to feel more and more of him.
When he reached the bed, he brought them both down onto it together, making them bounce slightly as he moved from her mouth to her ear.
She gasped as he bit down lightly, the arousal from being trapped between him and the bed only rising higher than she could have anticipated. But there were just too many clothes between them, and she reached for his shirt, wanting to feel his skin on her skin.
“Let me,” Xander said roughly, throwing aside his shirt before taking off her shirt and bra, repositioning them both in the center of the bed, him kneeling over her. Geez, he was tall. “I’m going to leave no question whatsoever in your mind about who you want to be with.”
If this was just a normal conversation, she would have told him she’d already made up her mind. That there was no one else that made her feel like this. But his mouth sucking on her neck as one hand tweaked her aching nipple made casual conversation an absolute no-go.
“Don’t stop,” was all her heart could utter as both hands squeezed her soft flesh, kneading it and making little jolts of pleasure zing up her thighs.
Xander was absolutely voracious, kissing and licking down her body until he came to the edge of her pants. But he didn’t pause for even a moment, removing them and leaving her only in the blue panties she’d put on at the beginning of the night.
He was beautiful to look at. To watch work over her so expertly. Like he knew exactly where she wanted to be touched, where she wanted to be pleasured in each moment.
He leaned over her, putting one hand beside her face on the bed while his other slid up against her cleft, the thin material of her underwear doing almost nothing to separate them.
She jerked from head to toe, so sensitive from the touch, when something bumped the headboard from beneath her pillow. Xander stopped, looking at her curiously, when Janet realized what it had been.
Oh God…
“What was that?” he asked, reaching behind her to pull out the white, vibrating massager that had never massaged a muscle in its existence.
Her skin felt hot everywhere, red with shock. If Jan could have died from embarrassment, she would have. How had she forgotten it there this morning?
“It’s… nothing.” She wanted to shut her eyes, pretend she didn’t exist. But she couldn’t look away as Xander pressed a little blue button curiously, and the device whirred and thrummed to life.
Xander looked at the wand, then to her, and grinned, his sky-blue eyes going white hot.
And then he licked his lips, looking down her body.
“I think I’m going to enjoy this,” Xander said eagerly.
“You’re going to enj—” But her question was lost as the vibrator stroked up her center, thousands of rhythmic pulses stimulating her clit in a matter of seconds. She gasped, shocked at how much more pleasurable it was when Xander was using it.
How did he know how to use it when he didn’t even look like he knew what it was in the first place?
Her friends had always said their husbands hated using toys, felt threatened by them, but Xander seemed totally down.
Jan writhed against the bed, so much sensation overwhelming her as her core tightened with utter pleasure. She was close the edge, so close.
At the last second, Xander pulled it away, leaving her desperate for more, her embarrassment long forgotten.
But when he gathered her hands in his, pinning them above her head, Jan saw that her vibrator was still in his hand, hovering over her aching mound. Only, now she had nowhere to go.
He watched her hungrily, then brought it back down to her.
“Oh God,” she cried, arching back against the bed.
For the longest time, she’d been the one in control of her own pleasure. But even on the best days, it was nothing like this, never this fast or hot or wild.
Her eyes flew open, taking in the sight of Xander’s taut muscles as he held her steady, pinned against pure pleasure with nowhere to go but up.
“When you read your books, does it feel like this?” Xander demanded, the blue of his eyes only more intense as he reveled in her pleasure.
She shook her head, wild and frantic, so close to the edge. “No.”
“Only with me,” he growled.
“Yes,” she bit out.
“Good,” he said, finally satisfied. He pressed the vibrator into her clit just the tiniest more, just at the right spot.
And she came.
Thankfully, Xander pulled the vibrator away just as everything went bright and buzzing within, even as he kept her hands held firmly above her.
Waves of pleasure ran through Janet, and Xander restraining her only made everything feel more passionate. She breathed hard, moaning through the intense sensations that made her eyes roll back in her head.
How could it feel so good?
“Oh my God,” she gasped out. “That’s so—” She shut her mouth as the click of the vibrator turning on again drew her immediate attention.
Xander’s gaze was intense, fire and ice in those depths as he swirled over her clit again and again, making her jerk and writhe, unable to escape the pleasure.
This time, Janet kept her eyes pinned on him, watching his every move as he worked her to a fevered pitch in a manner of minutes, everything so close
And as she looked down his body, the thick bulge pressing against his pants only made her hungrier, more desperate for everything he had to offer her.
Especially as her vibrator made her so wet.
When she was nearly there, so close a slight breeze might make her go, Xander pulled the vibrator away just an inch and spoke in a deep, rough tone. “Tell me, Jan. Who makes you feel this way? Who is the one you want?”
She’d say anything right now. But not just because she was so close to the edge.
Because it was true.
“You. Xander.” Even she could hear the desperation in her voice, could feel satisfaction radiating off him at her words.
“That’s right.” The vibrator pressed into her, and she came again.
Jan’s vision blurred as Xander watched her orgasm, bucking and thrashing for several long moments.
But apparently, two wasn’t enough for the incorrigible bastard.
No, he made her come a third time after that, the sound of the vibrator like cruel music as he showed no mercy in his lovemaking, leaning down to kiss and suck her ear, her neck, taking her mouth in his even as her clit had the time of its life.
His sensual kisses, combined with so much stimulation all at once, meant she didn’t last very long.
But even as she came down from the longest, hottest release of the night, Janet could still feel a deep need within her that her hea
rt—and body—knew only he could fill.
Xander, seemingly pleased with the vibrator’s performance, turned it off and set it aside. But instead of getting off the bed, he leaned down to her ear, heat coming off him in waves and making her hunger down to her soul to be joined with him. To be taken by him. To see him finally lose control
“And now I’m going to make you scream my name so you never, ever forget.” He unzipped his pants, then stepped off the bed as she watched his every movement. He slipped out of his jeans and underwear, and Jan gaped at his beautiful, ultra-thick cock.
He grabbed something from the pocket of his discarded jeans and set it on the bed next to them, then drew her soaked panties off her body, leaving them both completely bare and leaving Jan more eager for what was coming next.
“Are you ready?” Xander asked.
God, was she ready.
“Yes.”
Chapter 13
Xander hadn’t expected to stumble upon the vibrating device behind Janet’s pillow. But the second he saw her blush and he’d turned it on, he knew exactly how he could use it to pleasure his mate senseless.
And pleasure her senseless he had. But even still, there was more between them. More she wanted from him. And even though he’d wait another hundred years for her, he was going to do whatever it took to prove that he was the only dragon in the world for her.
He placed a kiss on her mouth, then brought his hand to her center, salivating at the feel of her wet slit as he slowly brought one finger into her.
Janet mewled, elbows pressing into the sheets as he stroked with his finger, then two, stretching her slightly and listening to her sounds of pleasure.
Damn, if his mate wasn’t his whole world.
Seeing her blushing, looking at Taylor, had nearly torn him apart. Upended everything. But here, with her like this, his dragon knew that Jan wanted only him.
And no matter how many times it took, he’d show her exactly how he felt about her.
Satisfied, he withdrew his fingers, licking them and smiling as she blushed up at him. Then he picked up the small condom and unwrapped it before putting it over his length.
Someday, she’d see his dragon and know the truth of what he was. But for now, simply being with Jan as a human was enough.
He positioned himself over her, letting the tip of his cock tease her wet entrance, and she bit down on her lower lip.
And when he slowly slid into her, slick tightness surrounding him everywhere, he almost lost it right there.
Jan knew he wasn’t a playboy, but she didn’t really know the extent of just how little he’d actually done with other women. In fact, he’d never done this before.
But either way, he knew how to make love to his mate. Like it was programmed into his heart, into his very existence. That was all that really mattered in the grand scheme of things.
Jan gasped as they met all the way, his cock sheathed completely inside his mate. He watched carefully, not moving as she took several deep breaths, relaxing from the tight sensation.
“Take all the time you need,” he whispered.
It was his turn to be surprised, though, as suddenly, she squirmed, pushing her hips against him as if urging him to move. The muscles in Xander’s back braced from the pleasure of it, and Jan moaned eagerly, making his ears ring with the delightful sound.
The next time, though, he withdrew completely, thrusting into her a little faster than the first time, and her hands shot up to his arms, grasping with her nails as she tensed.
“Fast. Faster, Xander.” Her words were nearly breathless, desperate utterances urging him forward as he moved into a steady rhythm that brought them together just as quickly as they pulled apart. The fit was so tight, so erotic that he wasn’t sure how long either of them would last, but Xander couldn’t care.
Jan was everything.
Her neck craned, giving him access to the spot at the base of her shoulder, and he leaned down to suck there as he kept going. Each thrust made the pressure within him get heavier and tighter, and he could sense the same was happening for Jan too.
But he kept going, pushing through the bright sensations lighting up his skin and making his arms tighten with rising tension. And when he bit down lightly on her skin, timing it just as he buried himself within his mate, she gasped, almost coming from the sensation.
Stubborn as always, though, Janet took deep breaths, gasps that got quicker and quicker with each passing moment as Xander drove them both toward the edge.
The room felt so much hotter, the air heavy with lust as both held on to lightning-like bursts of pleasure, egging them on to both lose control.
“Come for me, Janet.” His voice was hoarse, body straining with each motion as he thrust so deep their hips met completely, the bed rocking from his shifting weight.
“Not until you…” She trailed off, looking lost for a moment, so near the edge he couldn’t help wanting to give her one last push.
He reached between them, stroking his thumb over her clit just as he thrust in one last time, and Jan came, pussy clenching around his shaft and shoving him over the edge at the same time.
“Xander… Xander… Xander!” She cried his name to the ceiling, filling the quiet room with the music of her voice again and again. Meanwhile, Xander’s cock jerked inside her, pulsing as if in time with Janet’s body and her release.
A million different curses got stuck in Xander’s throat as he came inside his mate, hips taut and skin aflame with so much pleasure it was nearly all-consuming. But his eyes remained locked on Jan, watching her writhe with orgasm, memorizing the sight of her like this forever.
They both rode the pleasurable whirlwind as long as their bodies could manage. And even as Xander’s muscles finally relaxed, Janet came a little longer, their tight fit still pleasurable even after release had claimed them both.
Janet lay back against the bed, letting out an exhausted breath, and Xander slowly pulled out of her, then went to the bathroom to quickly clean up before coming back into the room. When he did, she looked up at him from the bed, green eyes bright, body practically glowing from exertion.
His heart felt as if it could burst.
“In case it wasn’t clear already, I want to be exclusive,” he blurted out, unable to even think of feeling this way about another woman, knowing Janet was his mate. “Whatever pace we go, I want it to be only us.”
She smiled, cheeks flushed, face more relaxed and happier than he’d ever seen it. “Yeah. Me too.”
Xander had to stop himself from jumping for joy like a dumbass schoolboy. Instead, he joined her on the bed, wondering if there was something he was missing from the night’s earlier exchange.
“But… the bar. Taylor. You were blushing at him…”
“I was thinking about you, Xander. I have no interest in Taylor. Or any other guy for that matter.” She shook her head. “When it’s you, one guy is all I can handle.”
He couldn’t help grinning from ear to ear as he pulled Janet in close to him, internally letting out a long-held sigh of relief as he spooned her. “Good.” He cocked his head. “When were you going to tell me this?”
“I mean, I realized it at the bar with Taylor, but you didn’t really give me a chance to explain. Besides, I was kind of flattered by you being jealous. I’ve never had anyone obsess over me before.” She giggled lightly, nestling into him.
“Well, get ready to have me obsessing over you twenty-four-seven, then, because I’m all in for you.”
She was silent for a moment, then turned over her shoulder to smile at him. He kissed her one last time, then reached behind him to turn off the light.
As the moon flickered through the blinds of Janet’s apartment bedroom, Xander held her, aware of a giant red beast deep within him that growled possessively as his mate slowly drifted to sleep.
Chapter 14
Janet found that the minute she allowed herself to just fall into things with Xander, time began to fly by.
Like the world flew by a few days later as she rode behind him on his motorcycle.
“How you doing back there?” Xander called over his shoulder as Janet kept her arms tightly held around his leather-clad chest.
Beneath them, the engine of Xander’s heavy black motorcycle revved low as they banked around a tight corner, everything dipping to the right as he followed a small road up into the hills above the city.
“Great!” she said loudly, though she wasn’t sure if he could hear her over the roar of the bike. He nodded, answering her question just as the road straightened out.
He opened the throttle, and all at once, the world flew by in a blur. Janet’s body tightened as the force of speeding up so quickly made her adrenaline rise in exciting ways she’d never thought she’d explore in her lifetime.
Before, she played it safe. She stayed alone. She took care of herself.
Now she was riding on a motorcycle with a man who seemed to live life to the very edge of it.
She tightened her arms around his waist and smiled against his back.
The past few days had been wonderful. He’d been busy with Taylor at work, and she’d had catch-up to do at home.
In the evenings, they’d watch movies, eat together, and tease each other until heated glances and hungry hands led them to the bedroom.
Janet had never known life could be so wonderful.
She tried not to listen to the part of her that was afraid it was all going to stop.
But for now, she was just glad to be spending their day off together, enjoying the sun, the wind, and nature.
And the improbable fact that they had so much fun together.
The road slanted upward, and Xander reduced their speed as trees started to surround them on every side, tall aspens and oaks whose heavy branches cast long shadows over the lightless roadway ahead.
Had she ever been this far outside of the city before? If she had, she didn’t remember.
It seemed that she was paying attention to life now, rather than letting it pass her by.
Xander made a right onto an old paved road that jutted off the main road. It was bumpy, but the heavy bike absorbed it easily. After a few minutes, with forest encroaching around them, they came to an overlook with several empty parking spaces, and Xander slowed the motorcycle.
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