by Jewel, Bella
He groaned as I clutched his erection.
“You mean, you’re going all alpha on me, after all? I’m yours now?” I jerked up and down, stroking the soft velvet of his skin. “If I’m yours, what does that make you?”
“Yours, of course.” His head fell backward as I continued to stroke him. “I’ve been yours for months. My cock, my thoughts…” He wrapped an arm round my shoulders, embracing me hard as he shuddered. “…all yours since I walked into your practice.”
I trembled as my hand continued to pump up and down. His touch trickled down my spine, moving to my front to cup my breast. Our hearts relocated into every fingertip, pounding with lust and togetherness.
I couldn’t deny hearing him say he was mine made me wet, wet, wet. But hearing what he didn’t say—hearing the message his thumping heart blared—made me happy and afraid at the same time.
That same feeling of more from last night came back, head-butting away our jokes and making every moan and whisper loaded with emotion.
Where had such intensity come from? How did we slow it down? How did we give our minds time to catch up with what our hearts and bodies had already agreed was the perfect solution?
My head lolled as Ryder’s mouth found the base of my neck and collarbone. “Fuck, Vesper. Two weeks is nothing. I want a thousand two weeks with you. I want—” He cut himself off, his tongue lapping and teeth nipping at my skin.
I didn’t ask him to finish.
I knew what he wouldn’t say.
I want you forever.
Forever.
What an odd concept of time. But suddenly, it was exactly what I wanted. With him. Always.
He stole my daydreams as his fingers cupped my pussy. I moaned as he pressed hard on my clit through my jeans. “I think it’s time you were cleaned, don’t you? Can’t neglect my girlfriend.”
The thought of being naked with him outside was too much. The idea of him bending me over and taking me like a savage dog made me bite my bottom lip with overwhelming desire.
My fingers squeezed him. “What do you plan to do with me once I’m clean?”
His eyes darkened. “I have a few ideas. Don’t you worry about that.”
“Oh, I worry, Ryder Carson.” I lowered my voice. “I worry that I like you far, far too much.”
His gaze melted even as a sexy smirk twisted his lips. “I told you last night not to be afraid. Trust me.”
Not looking away, he undid the rest of my blouse and pushed it off my shoulders. The kiss of a gentle mid-morning breeze made my arms fly up and cover my aroused nipples.
“Wait…can anyone see?” My eyes cast around the wooded river edge, glaring up the slight hill to the open meadow beyond.
Ryder laughed. “Nope. Private property. Unless you count a bunch of dogs, but I thought we already cleared that you’re open to a bit of exhibitionism.” Pointing at my half naked body, he added, “Why are your jeans still on? Didn't you say how dirty they were?” Backing into the river, he grinned. “I always seem to be naked and you dressed when we’re together. If you agree to be my girlfriend, we’ll have to address these serious issues.”
Allowing the sexual tension to thread with our previous banter, I smiled. “Oh, so we’re back to the terms and conditions of a monogamous boyfriend, girlfriend arrangement, huh?”
“Of course. It’s a very important discussion.”
Slipping my shoes off, I said, “Oh, then by all means, please elaborate. I really do need to read the fine print in this deal.”
“Why? It’s the deal of a lifetime.”
I shook my head with mirth as I unbuttoned my jeans.
The way his eyes locked onto my body as I slowly pushed the tight denim down my legs made butterflies spawn and moths flutter in my belly.
“That may be, but I’m a cautious girl. Did you know it took me four months just to decide what surgery tables to buy for Tales of Tails? You can never be too careful with collapsing legs and contaminable surfaces.”
Ryder kept moving backward into the river, his eyes glued on me undressing. “Is that so?” Standing quad deep, his cock hardened the longer he stared. “All right then, Ms. I-have-to-have-everything-revealed-before-I-can-make-my-decision. The fine print…”
He dwindled off as I stepped out of my jeans and folded them neatly on a rock. I hadn’t put my knickers on from last night. I was naked and not nervous or uncomfortable or shy.
I was happy and proud and enjoying myself so much.
“You were saying?” I asked quietly as I stepped into the cool water.
He cleared his throat. “Um...”
“Um? That isn’t a convincing argument of why I should become your girlfriend.”
He didn’t move as I sent ripples around his legs as I waded closer.
He coughed. “I already said you get me, right?”
My body turned into liquid like the river, teasing him. “Yes, you already covered that.”
“What about what I get? I think we’re ignoring the most important question here.” His fingers kissed my side as I finally reached him. Every step brought me deeper into his welcoming embrace until my bare skin slipped against his.
His cock was hard against my lower belly but he made no move to instigate sex. This was purely a hug in the middle of a river in the middle of the most perfect day of my life.
“I think it’s only fair that you get me in return,” I whispered into his throat, kissing his collarbone. “Is that a fair trade, do you think?”
He grunted under his breath as his arm bunched tighter. Pushing me away a little, he tipped my chin up with his fingertip. “Not a fair trade. But I’ll take it.”
Not fair?
What more does he expect?
My question had to wait while his lips claimed mine. His tongue danced into my mouth with confidence and passion. The kiss was just as wet as the river we stood in but instead of rushing and cool it was hot and sexy.
The ease of our naked hug switched to intense demand.
My heart felt it. My pussy felt it. He felt it.
It was a small tug demanding to be listened to.
Breaking the kiss, I murmured, “If we both get what we want in this contract, why don’t you agree it’s a fair trade?”
He smiled within our kiss. “Because Vesper, I get you. And nothing, not even me, can compare to that.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Ryder
VESPER SHUDDERED IN MY EMBRACE.
I hadn’t meant to say such things. It was too soon and probably unwise, but I didn't really give a flying fuck. We’d spoken about things we shouldn’t have spoken about. We’d admitted how deep we’d fallen. We’d addressed just how terrifying our connection was.
There was nothing wrong with honesty. Time had no relevance here.
Not today.
Not when the sun was out, the water was pure, and the dogs selfless energy and joy infected us to be carefree, stress-free, and so damn grateful for what we’d found in each other.
Away from society and family and the dos and don’ts of a new relationship, it was just us. And if I wanted to tie her into naming what this connection was—even if it only lasted a few days or weeks or months—I would.
Vesper wasn’t a woman I was shagging. She wasn’t my veterinarian. She was my woman. My girlfriend. And I would never get over being allowed to call her that.
Dragging her into deeper water, the surface crept up our bodies as our feet danced on the rocky bottom, cushioned with algae and water reeds.
We had no soap or shampoo but it didn’t stop me spinning Vesper around and pushing her under to wet her hair.
The blonde curls instantly became dark crinkled threads. She was stunning no matter her appearance—dressed or naked, wet or dry.
I admitted to myself I was fucked. Utterly and truly fucked with how much I wanted this girl.
I looked around where a zoo of dogs threaded in bushes and reappeared with mud splattered on their multi-coloured coats.
I’d have a terrible time trying to bath them all afterward with minimal running water while the plumber did his fixes.
Forcing myself to remain light-hearted and not chase her running up the riverbank from my heart-filled declarations, I chuckled. “Seeing as you won’t agree to be my girlfriend, let’s agree to seal the deal in another way.”
She giggled, full on playing me but I didn’t mind in the slightest. “I say that’s the best idea you’ve had all day.”
“Really? I’ve had a few.” I grinned. “I admit that making you stay the night and spending the day with the dogs was a genius one.”
“Well, I only agreed to that because someone rather good looking mentioned it as an option.”
“Rather good looking?” Taking her hair, I wrapped it around my fist and tugged her head back. “Just rather?”
She moaned as I bit her throat, licking at water droplets. “You want it on a sliding scale?”
“I want it in inches.” I pushed my cock against her again.
“In inches?”
“Seems a good measurement.” I laughed. “Seeing as you’re about to get all the inches I possess.”
“Suddenly my powers of conversation have been replaced with an overwhelming need to sample those inches rather than just discuss them.”
I chuckled. “Oh, really? Is there something you want from me, Ms. Fairfax?”
Her ass pushed backward, activating the heavy throb in my balls. “I can think of one thing I want very much.”
“And what if I want to give you something different first?”
“Like what?”
“Oh, I dunno. How about something to sweeten the girlfriend deal? How about I wash your hair for you?” I kissed her nape, following the beads of her spine until her back disappeared under water.
She moaned as I licked my way back up.
“You’d do that for me?”
I kissed her ear. “I’m guessing I’d do just about anything for you now. You’ve put a spell on me.”
“Sweet talking disguised as persistence.” She shivered dramatically.
“Only when I know what I want.”
“Oh, I like that. Say that again.”
“What? What I want?”
Her head lolled back to rest on my shoulder. “Yes.” She paused. “Tell me what you want.”
My arms tightened around her. “You. I want you, Vesper. I want you so fucking much I can barely breathe with needing to be inside you.” I drove my hard cock into the crack of her ass. “You’re mine. I want to hear you say it.”
Her hips rocked backward, pressing against me. “So many demands today.”
I bit her earlobe. “Say it.”
“That I’m yours?”
I nodded, shaking my head a little the way a dog would with its prey, ensuring my teeth sank into her ear with just enough pressure. “Yes.”
When she took her damn time, my hands wrapped around her breasts, pinching her nipples. “Do it, or I’ll have to force you.”
She gasped as my touch dropped down her flat stomach, grabbing her between the legs. “Say it, or I’ll take this the way I want to take it.”
A gush of warm silk doused my fingers from her desire. My cock grew impossibly harder. “You like that? Being threatened?” Inserting a finger inside her, she gave up decorum and panted.
“Yes, hell yes.”
“You want to know what I’ll do to you if you don’t agree to be mine?”
She nodded, her lips parting as I inserted another finger. The fact I’d been inside this woman almost made me come against her back. I pressed on the ridges of her inner walls, causing more arousal to coat my fingers—so different to the cool water we stood in.
“If you don’t say you’re mine, I’m going to march you to the water’s edge, shove you onto all fours, and mount you.” My nose nuzzled her wet hair as my heart jackhammered at the image. “I wouldn’t tease you. I wouldn’t touch you. I’d just line up behind you like a feral dog and a bitch in heat and slam inside you so fucking hard, so fucking deep, you’d scream.”
A guttural groan tumbled from her lips.
“Do you want that, Ves?” I couldn’t stop my hips rocking, sandwiching my bellowing cock to make such a fantasy a reality. Fisting her hair, I yanked her head back again. “Yes or no.”
She licked her lips. “I—
Cutting her off, I crushed my mouth against hers. Her heart strummed through her back while mine answered in a crescendo of agony and need. Tearing our lips apart, I grunted, “Say you’re mine and I’ll stand here and wash you so sweetly, so tenderly, then make love to you on the bank in the sunshine.”
She shivered as I inserted a third finger into her wetness.
“And if I don’t?”
“Don’t and I’ll fuck you like an animal. I’ll lie across your back as my cock slams inside this delicious pussy I’m currently fingering. Don’t and I’ll act out one of my debased fantasies with no shame or apology. I’ll let myself go. I’ll show you just the sort of man I am when you get me so hard and insane.”
She squirmed in my arms, breathless and wanting. River droplets rolled over her overheated skin as she made eye contact with me over her shoulder. “In that case, Ry. I’m not yours. I’ll only be yours if you show me what happens when I refuse you what you want.”
“Christ.” Grabbing her chin, I wrenched her face to mine.
Our kiss was sloppy and messy and fast. Her tongue fought mine as we both gave into whatever chemical intoxication drugged us.
She wanted to be free with me.
I wanted to be free with her.
I wouldn’t fucking argue.
My fingers slipped from her pussy but we never stopped kissing as I hoisted her into my arms and waded back to the river bank. We made noise. Lots and lots of noise as the depths let us return to shore and soft lichen and moss lined a green area ahead.
The moment my toes met softness, I slammed Vesper onto her feet and without a word, shoved her between her shoulder blades.
She fell like a damn angel. Invisible wings carried her elegantly to the ground. I followed like a disgraced devil, slamming to my knees behind her.
There were no talks of condoms or contraceptives. We knew each other was clean. Precautions would have to come later. Insanity had taken away common sense.
Lining up my quads with the back of her thighs, I folded my torso along her back. Shoving her hair away from her nape, I bit her like a dog would before mounting.
Planting my hands over hers in the dirt, threading our fingers together, I allowed instinct to guide my cock to find her drenched entrance.
There was no touching. No words. Nothing but animalistic desire.
The moment I felt her heat on my crown, I slammed inside her.
Her back arched.
A scream fell from her lips.
And fuck, fuck, fuck I’d never felt anything so good as my stomach sticking to her ass as my cock took her fully.
So this was what nature felt like at its crudest form.
How bloody fantastic sex could be when two people wanted the same things.
Her fingers clawed around mine as her ass rocked backward. She whimpered for more as my teeth sank deeper into the back of her neck.
I pulled out.
She cried in frustration.
I slammed inside her again.
She screamed in bliss.
I grunted like a beast as I pulled away then thrust forward. I cloaked her with my body, giving her nowhere to run as my cock penetrated her over and over.
There were no thoughts anymore.
All I lived and breathed was this woman on all fours and me on top and inside her. The slap of my balls against her clit as I drove inside her made me mad. The slickness of her need and the pounding pain in my dick made me lose that final frontier of humanity.
Giving her my entire weight, my chest pinned her down while my hips lost control and fucked.
I fucked her like an animal.
My teeth unlatched from her nape only to reattach on her shoulder. Holding her under me in case she had any ideas of running.
This wasn’t sex.
This was mating.
This was crude and crazy and even slightly cruel, but shit, it was the best thing I’d ever done in my entire life.
And when she moaned and whimpered and her pussy clenched and melted, I couldn’t do it anymore.
My teeth increased its hold on her shoulder and my hips flew.
I grunted as I speared into her again and again, relishing her screams as her pussy fisted my length, coming over and over.
Only once she’d finished did I let go of whatever control I'd been able to keep.
The sensation of cum ricocheting up my balls and spurting into this woman made me black out and all coherency fly from my head. My stomach glued to her flesh as I impaled myself so damn deep inside her, I had no doubt I’d done what nature intended as a man mating with a woman and forced my cum as far as I could.
The bands of bliss as I gave her every drop made shooting pains erupt from my chest. I felt everything so intensely.
I didn’t know how long I came for but I blinked into vision as Vesper collapsed beneath me, pressing her cheek against the lichen, her ass still in the air where we joined.
“Christ…” My voice was jacked and shaky. My heart a gong. My head a bowling ball. Falling to my side, I gathered her close, cupping her breast, vibrating in time with her rapid heartbeat.
We lay like that for minutes, panting and still joined below, my front cradling her back. When the lust had left us broken breathing things, slowing returning us to human, I brushed aside her hair and kissed her cheek.
The teeth marks I’d left would most likely bruise, but I hadn’t broken her skin. Even after the best orgasm of my life, my cock hadn’t deflated and the simplest of moves amplified the feeling of still being inside her.
As we calmed, fear filled my overly relaxed state.
