Nolan

by Ally Summers

  “Fuck me,” he whispered, lowering me on his dick.

  I groaned when he spread my cheeks enough to play with my backdoor as I slid onto his cock. I loved the pressure. The anticipation of what could happen, even though Nolan never pushed me to go farther than I was ready. He would give me enough of a taste to leave me wanting more. There was a big mystery back there I was willing to explore with him, when we hit that next level. Tonight, we were taking each other after a week from hell. He called it a celebration. I called it a new chapter in our story.

  Nolan took a few steps backward until he sat on the couch, allowing me to straddle him. My knees anchored on either side of his thighs. I leaned back, so he could own my tits while I rode his thick shaft with abandon. I didn’t have to rank the positions. That was one of the bonuses of having sex with an insatiable bear shifter. I could try them as many times as I wanted, and they never got old or boring. But this one. When I could ride and be pleasured at the same time—it was fucking erotic.

  He licked my throat, kissing my nipples with his hot mouth, stroking them until I knew I would come again. I locked my fingers behind his neck.

  “I know you’re going to come.” He grinned. “I want to watch.”

  “Oh shit, you’re dirty,” I whispered.

  He chuckled, taking a long slow lick over my nipple and working a hand to my clit where he tortured me with tiny flicks as I whimpered with the pain of holding off the orgasm a second too long.

  “Come for me, baby.” He flicked against my swollen clit and I shattered.

  I nodded as the wildfire spread through me. It started in the heat of my core and washed through my limbs until I was limp in his arms. I didn’t know how many orgasms he had planned for me tonight. I only knew I was sated from his cock and his mouth. I also knew his body would shield and protect mine, giving it the strength I needed to absorb another orgasm, and another until his bear had been satisfied. Nolan kissed me roughly, carrying me from the couch into the kitchen where he grabbed the champagne bottle. He waggled his eyebrows, carrying it with us to the bedroom, where he laid me on cool white sheets.

  “I need you here,” he growled. “The king bed is barely big enough to take you the right way.”

  I looked in his eyes as he lowered his body on mine and his steel shaft pushed inside me with authority.

  “Oh fuck,” I hissed as if it was the first time he had been in my pussy. Sometimes it felt like it as wide as he was.

  “I love fucking you,” he growled.

  “Harder,” I coaxed. My body coming alive again beneath him.

  “I don’t want to hurt you,” he argued.

  “You can’t, love.” I bit his bottom lip, encouraging him to slam into me until we knew we’d feel it tomorrow.

  My hips rolled with his thrusts. He drove deeper. Harder. The tears stung at the corners of my eyes. Another orgasm was at the surface, but he had to give the command to let it break free.

  “Please,” I begged my mate. “I need to come.”

  “My perfect mate,” he growled. “I want you to come.”

  His eyes glimmered as we brought each other to a fiery climax. He shuddered as his orgasm ripped through him and filled me with his hot release.

  “Ava,” he growled, sinking inside me, filling me, rooting deep until I couldn’t breathe. I gasped and clutched at his back. I’d never wanted him this deep before. And it still wasn’t deep enough. What was happening to me? Why was I sex starved and satisfied all at once?

  “Nolan?” I whimpered.

  “Shh.” He thrust again. “I don’t want to stop fucking you.”

  “Oh God, don’t.”

  He lifted my knee to his shoulder and I felt his cock began to swell and stretch my pussy. I grabbed handfuls of sheets as he rammed his shaft inside me. I screamed and cried out for another orgasm while he pumped inside me.

  “Oh you’re fucking mine, baby.”

  “I am,” I croaked for air. “I need you so deep.”

  He grinned. “I’m doing my best. Get on your knees,” he growled as he flipped me on my stomach.

  Instantly my ass was in the air and Nolan slammed into my pussy, driving like a wild man. I panted. My tits dragged over the pillow and then I felt it. The fire in my belly. The need consuming me. I knew what was happening. I knew exactly what had possessed us.

  He was trying to get me pregnant.

  “Oh shit, Nolan.” I gasped, as I wiggled my ass toward him. “I can’t stop.”

  “We can’t.” His hands had a death grip on my waist as he pounded harder. I’d never known him to come back to back like this. His cock could get hard, but this? I was in unchartered territory.

  “But…” I whimpered as he pushed a finger to my forbidden hole, and I reached a hand to my clit.

  “That’s it,” he coaxed. “Take it, Ava. Suck it in your sweet pussy.”

  I clenched and gripped. I couldn’t stop. I wanted to ride him too. I countered every thrust he gave me with a squeeze around his cock.

  “Oh shit, Ava. You’re a fucking goddess. You’re mine. So fucking mine.”

  He pushed a digit deep in my ass just as I worked my clit to a frenzy and my orgasm exploded at the same moment he sent a second wave of cum in my pussy. My mate was fucking me into oblivion and I was desperate for it. He pushed in and out of my holes until I collapsed on the bed, knowing he had filled me with twice as much seed as he ever had. The reason was now obvious.

  I needed that damn champagne bottle. I crawled forward, yanking it from the table and chugged.

  “Are you okay?” he asked.

  I nodded. “Did you just knock me up?”

  “I think so.” He closed his eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

  I returned the bottle to the table. “I’m fine. I wanted it. I begged for it. I needed it. I can’t explain how the idea was suddenly there, but I knew it was what I was meant to do with you.” I lifted my hand to his cheek. “I want to have your cubs, Nolan. I swear I’m fine. Surprised that we got here so fast, but fine.”

  I reached for the bottle again. “But until I have two little lines on a test, I need this. Maybe it will help me make sense of why I suddenly want to be pregnant.”

  He chuckled, kissing my temple. “You have no idea what you’ve done to my life. It’s infinitely better.”

  “So is mine.” I handed him the bottle.

  “We can try to put off the cubs. I didn’t think. I can sleep on the couch or something. I’ll try to keep my hands off you. Or, condoms? People use those, right?”

  “Hell no.” I shook my head. “This is what mates do. I know that. I knew that getting involved with you. I just thought it took longer to feel this strongly. But here we are, and this is what I want. Is it what you want?”

  I waited for his answer. “You have no fucking idea how badly I want it.”

  “Good. Then we agree.”

  “We agree.” I liked it when he smiled. It made everything else I worried about seem unimportant.

  “I like weekends that start like this.”

  He laughed loudly. I was glad I had reassured him I wanted him to get me pregnant. Sure, I was caught off guard by how instincts took over, but I wasn’t going to ever stop wanting him. Not when sex with him was so primal and hot.

  “You mean Fridays that start by getting drunk and fucked with champagne?”

  “Exactly.”

  He curled me against his chest as he rolled on his side. “I have a few days off. Want to go somewhere? We could take off and get out of town.”

  I shook my head. “No. I want to stay right here. Like this. Is that okay?”

  “Are you sure?”

  “I’m positive.” I drew a circle on his chest. “Can we just eat and have sex? Maybe shower in between?” I giggled. “Oh, and watch some old movies?” I paused. “Oh, and get me pregnant, apparently.”

  He growled. “You don’t have to talk me in to that.” His hand traveled to my belly. I was instantly turned on. The
se bear pheromones were insane.

  “That’s too bad, because I have more than one new piece of lingerie I ordered from that website I wanted to try to seduce you with.”

  He sat up on the bed, almost knocking me to the floor. “There’s more?”

  I laughed. “You don’t think I’d only get one?”

  I crawled toward him. “I was hoping I could surprise you with a few more pieces.”

  “I have an idea.” His lips were the most perfect lips I’d ever kissed. Beautiful. Strong. Firm.

  “What?” I asked.

  I was expecting him to demand a fashion show for the rest of the night. I wasn’t opposed to it, but I liked how I surprised him tonight when he got home from the station. I knew I could come up with a few more creative ways to put the naughty lingerie to use for my bear.

  “Do you have a favorite?” he asked.

  “Maybe.” I climbed in his lap, kissing him.

  His thumb ran along my spine. “Save your favorite.”

  “For what?” My tits pressed into his muscular chest. “You have something in mind, detective?”

  He nodded. “I do.”

  “And what’s that?” My eyes flickered.

  “I want you to wear it on our honeymoon, Ava.”

  My mouth opened, and it was the first time I couldn’t think of a sexy comeback.

  Fourteen

  Nolan

  I had surprised us both. Neither one of us went into this thing thinking it was anything other than a way for two people to put some stressful circumstances out of our mind. But my bear had found his mate, and I wasn’t the kind of mate who wanted to wait around for something bad to happen. In my line of work, I’d seen it too many times. I wasn’t going to let Ava slip away from me because I didn’t move fast enough.

  “Say something,” I whispered.

  “Yes,” she answered. “If you’re asking if I want to marry you, the answer is yes.”

  I pulled her to me. “I was asking.”

  “What about everything else, Nolan?”

  “I can’t put my life on hold because there’s an open case. There’s always going to be an open case. And one after that. It’s never-ending in my line of work.”

  Her eyes darted away. “But what about Allied? We know they’re after me. If we’re married, you’re not going to be safe either.”

  I took her by the shoulders. “We have the best shifters working these cases. We haven’t heard from Allied in weeks. They’ve move on from you, Ava.”

  “There’s no way for us to know that.”

  I knew she was terrified. After the super attacked her she had been nothing but strong, but I knew that kind of uncertainty was bound to wear her down. It was natural.

  “I think Rawlings might be getting closer to finding the stone that was stolen from the library. I can’t say much, but he’s working a new angle.”

  “And Allied?” she pressed.

  “They’ve gone silent.” It wasn’t the most reassuring argument, but it was all I had.

  “For now,” she whispered, sliding to the end of the bed. She pulled a cotton robe to her shoulders and stood.

  “Don’t get out of bed, baby. I’m not done with you, yet.” I lunged to take her in my arms, but she jumped out of the way.

  “I’ll be right back.”

  “Ava,” I called as she walked out of the bedroom.

  I sat on the edge of the mattress, wondering how I fucked up what was supposed to be one of the most special moments of a shifter’s life. I had asked my mate to marry me. Instead of mating, she was in another room. Damn it.

  I jerked back when she returned holding a piece of paper in her hands.

  “Are you okay?” I asked.

  She nodded.

  “What’s that?”

  She lifted the paper. It was folded in half. “It’s an address.”

  “What kind of address?”

  Ava swallowed. “If I give this to you, you have to promise me something first.”

  I cocked my head to the side. “I don’t like making those kinds of promises.”

  “Then I can’t give it to you.” She hid the address behind her back.

  “Come on, Ava. What is it?”

  “Promise me. As your mate.”

  My eyes flickered. It was the one card she could always pull. “All right.” I caved. “What do you need me to promise?”

  “That when I give you this address you’ll pass it to Griffin and you won’t go here.”

  “Where is here?” I pressed.

  “Promise me first.”

  “I promise.” I opened my palm.

  She dropped the paper into the center. I opened the note. “What is this?” I searched her eyes. “Where is this?”

  “It’s the address for the warehouse.”

  “Which warehouse, Ava?” I felt a rumble of anger.

  “The headquarters Allied used to experiment with super shifters.”

  My eyes flared. “Have you had this the entire time?”

  She next to me on the bed. “Yes and no.”

  “What is that supposed to mean?” I was trying to suppress the sense of betrayal I felt that she kept the secret from me. She knew how important it was. How desperate we were to stop them from creating more of those monsters.

  “When you first asked me for information about the warehouse, I wouldn’t give it to you. I didn’t know you, Nolan. And the details were fuzzy.”

  I rubbed the side of my jaw. “How was it fuzzy?”

  “I couldn’t remember the street number or the name. I’d only been to the facility once. I knew it was near a business park, but I couldn’t even tell you which one.”

  “You went back there, didn’t you?”

  Ava pulled my hand from my cheek. “Don’t be angry with me. I had another dream about the warehouse last week. I couldn’t get it out of my head. So I spent a few days trying to retrace places I thought it might be.” She inhaled. “You have to believe me. I knew it was in there, but I didn’t want the pressure to unlock it from my memories. I needed to do it on my own. And I did.” She smiled. “Here’s the address. You can give it to Griffin and they can raid the facility. With plenty of backup,” she added. “They need to be prepared for the worst. It’s horrific in there.”

  “And I can’t go.” I gritted my teeth.

  “No.” She shook her head. “You promised.”

  I pushed off the bed, despite her attempt to draw me to her arms.

  “Do you have any idea how dangerous that was, Ava? What if someone from Allied had seen you at the site? I didn’t know you were going during the day. I wouldn’t have been able to find you.”

  “I know. I know.” She shook her head. “But I’m fine. No one saw me.”

  “At least that’s what you believe.”

  “I wasn’t followed. I’ve seen enough cop shows to know I had to check my mirrors. And I went to the coffee shop, then the station to see you, and then home.” She smiled. “I was careful.”

  I couldn’t believe she had taken such a huge risk with her life, yet she was willng to demand I didn’t go.

  “You said another nightmare.”

  I watched from the other side of the room.

  “Yes.”

  “Is that why you wake up at night and wander the house?”

  She twisted her lips together. “I thought you slept through that.”

  “I’ve tried to find you. Sometimes you’re on the phone with someone.”

  “That’s my sister, Hannah. I’ve told you about her. She’s in London and we talk at weird times. I didn’t know I was waking you up.”

  “When my mate leaves my bed I’m going to wake up,” I growled, turning away from her.

  “I’m sorry, Nolan. I didn’t want to tell you about the nightmares. I didn’t want to tell you about the warehouse until I was certain.” She crossed the room.

  “Anything else?” I asked.

  “Like what?”

  “Any more sec
rets? Anything else about Allied?” I tried to read her eyes, but all I could see was love and complete devotion to her mate. It made the fury begin to ebb.

  “I swear. Nothing else. If I remember something else, I will tell you. Even if it’s in a nightmare. I promise you. No more secrets, my love. I promise.”

  I exhaled, and pulled her in my arms. I kissed the top of her head. “I’ll make sure Griffin has this in the morning. Thank you.”

  She looked up at me. “Are you still angry?”

  I wondered how long I could stay mad at my mate. Would I punish her for keeping secrets from me? From keeping me in the dark about her safety? What if something had happened to her?

  She pulled the tie on her robe and it slipped off her shoulders and landed on the floor at her feet. Her gorgeous creamy breasts beckoned to me.

  I growled as she backed up toward the bed.

  “I think you asked me to marry you, detective.”

  I prowled in her direction, feeling my cock begin to throb for her. All I wanted was to make her scream my name and tell her how much I fucking loved her.

  “I did, doc.”

  She licked her lips. “Then can we please have engagement and make up sex?”

  I let the fiercest growl I had tear through my chest. She panted with excitement.

  I drew a slow lick from her belly, between her breasts, and along her neck until her mouth was under mine. I plunged my tongue between her lips, tasting the champagne on her breath. I dragged her hands over her head, and pinned her wrists together.

  “Don’t ever do that again, doc,” I warned.

  She nodded. “I won’t.”

  I wedged her knees open as I settled between her thighs and thrust into the sweetest pussy I’d ever known.

  “I love you too much to let anything happen to you.” I looked in her eyes.

  “I love you too.” She gasped for air. “That’s why I made you promise not to go to the warehouse.”

  I tugged on her wrists. “I understand.”

  She bucked under me. “Good. Because I want my mate to stay alive.”

  I grinned. “You aren’t the only one.” I rooted deeper and harder until she groaned.