by E J Darling
She couldn’t stop looking at him. His shoulder that had been mangled less than two hours ago was now healed shut and Lexie was having a hard time dealing with that on her own. But maybe it was best she was on her own. The house was silent, and she was able to think about everything Declan had said, which in her defense wasn’t much.
“Monsters. Beast.”
He’d said he was more terrifying than the big bad wolf. She wasn’t stupid. She knew he was deliberately referencing the wolves outside the door. Was he just saying it to scare her? What she couldn’t figure out was how. He was… beautiful. In a woodsman with a thick winter beard and strapped with muscle sort of way. Which was definitely her type. She didn’t see many men that looked like this where she was from and she wouldn’t deny her instant attraction for the man. She’d have to be blind to not notice how absolutely smoking hot this guy was.
Declan oozed masculinity. He smelled masculine, not like cologne or body wash. Like it was adhered to every single bit of him. It drew her in like a magnet and she couldn’t get away from it. The cabin smelled like him. His bedsheets had smelled like him. The couch, the kitchen, every inch of this place was Declan and her body responded to it like a beacon. But she didn’t want away from it like she should. She should want to run. She should want to go back to her cabin, to her car, to her life, but she didn’t. Not yet.
He was broken. So beautifully broken into a thousand pieces and if there was one thing a woman loved, it was a beautifully broken man. Lexie didn’t think she could leave him here alone, at least not right now. He needed help. He needed to be touched and told he was beautiful as he was. Maybe she didn’t want to fix him. Maybe she did. But one thing certain… she couldn’t leave him like this.
Lexie tilted her head and studied the peaceful man one more time before she stood and grabbed a log to place on the fire. There were three left and she doubted they last until the next night. The wind was hitting the side of the cabin with ferocity and it gave her a chill just knowing how bad it was out there. Her truck, the one thing she had of her father, had to be covered by now and she hoped everything at her cabin was okay. She wished she’d planned this detour in her trip, so she’d at least have a change of clothes and maybe a toothbrush.
With that thought, Lexie gave herself and sniff and looked back to the sleeping Declan again. He was out cold, and she decided to go shower before he woke up so she could at least manage to smell decent enough in the small space. They last thing she wanted was for him to get close again and her not be at her best. A smile teased at her lips at the memory of what they’d done earlier. Declan was… impressive. The way he’d touched her, kissed her, had he begging for more. She wanted all of him. Every single bit of what he had, and it was a lot. Warmth pulled between her legs and she padded toward the ladder.
The shower was bigger than she thought it would be. She started the water and went to the bathroom before hopping in. The hot water felt amazing on her skin and the hot vapors felt good on her still sore lungs. She felt a million times better already. She grabbed up some shampoo and washed her hair, taking her time. She found the bodywash and lathered herself up next. She took her time with it, slowly rubbing the suds all over her skin and tried to get every last bit of the last twenty-four hours off of her body. She closed her eyes and let the hot water cover her skin, breathing out the stress and letting her mind wander to things that would make her grandma blush. If she were alive that is.
Lexie ran her hand down her stomach, letting her fingers trail along the most sensitive areas. She didn’t need much, the thought of Declan naked did more than enough to make her want to touch herself and her fingers went lower, finding that perfect spot that he’d paid the perfect amount of attention to. She exhaled and rubbed small circles around her clit, remembering every single inch of Declan’s strong body as she touched herself.
A hand slid around her waist and the feel of hot breath teased her neck. It startled her but the hand gripped her wrist the moment she tried to move it away, and a deep voice whispered in her ear.
“Don’t stop.”
His voice was sexy and gruff. It ran shivers down her spine and just made her more aroused than she already was. She should be embarrassed to touch herself in front of someone, but she wasn’t. It was the furthest thing from her mind.
His other hand slipped around the front and lightly touched her lower belly, before slowly and delicately ran up her torso. The hand on her wrist loosened and lowered down to her fingers, moving them to touch herself again.
“I could smell your arousal from downstairs.” His voice wasn’t normal. It was gruff and maybe even a little hoarse, liked he’d yelled too loudly for too long. She didn’t know how he could smell her, or even from that far away, and it just added to the list of things she wanted to know about Declan. “I couldn’t stop myself.” He lowered his head and lightly pressed his lips to her neck.
Lexie rolled her fingers again as Declan guided them. His other hand trailed up and massaged her breast as he played with her nipple, urging her to move faster. She exhaled hard as the sensation in her belly grew and worked its way through her body. Something stiff bumped her ass and Lexie knew exactly what it was. Declan was turned on. The way he touched her, the way he seemed to love every inch of her flesh made her want more. More of him. All of him.
Reaching back with her free hand, Lexie trailed down Declan’s tight torso until she found what she was looking for and gripped his cock in her hand. She wanted to feel him, touch him like he touched her. She wanted him to know that he was the thing that had started this in the first place. She didn’t have to imagine his dick, his rock hard body, it was right here. It was right under her fingertips.
She stroked his cock slowly, not having a good angle made it harder but by the way he responded, Declan enjoyed it. His hand released her breast and pressed against the shower wall in front of her. She was covered by his body, making her feel smaller in comparison and she rubbed herself faster.
“Declan.” She gasped.
Panting now, Lexie was so close to climax, but she couldn’t go any further like this. She wanted Declan. Now.
Lexie spun around and faced him, and before he could protest, she gripped his cock firmly and rolled her hips bumping the tip with her lower stomach. He leaned forward, both hands bracing him now and he shook his head as he moaned.
“Don’t do this.” He panted and his head twitch. That was him holding back she would guess, and she didn’t want that. She wanted him to let go and feel her. Feel the realness in front of him. There was someone in his mind. Something holding him back from things right in front of his face.
The wall.
Lexie wanted to break down that wall and shatter it to bits so he could never rebuild it again. He was hurt, but she wasn’t the one that did it. She wanted to help him get past whatever it was that was holding him back.
His eyes closed and he continued to shake his head as his hips began to roll with her rhythm. This was her chance. She dropped to her knees in front of him, the water coating every bit of her, but she didn’t care, it felt amazing and just added to the moment.
She opened her mouth and immediately pressed forward, filling herself with him, and Declan instantly responded, moaning deep. The sound was more like a low growl than a moan. His cock was thick and long, preventing her from getting most in her mouth but she could work with it. This wasn’t her first rodeo. She moved slowly at first, teasing the tip with her tongue and pulling out as her hand gripped the base of his cock. She worked herself with the same rhythm and slowly teased him.
Declan’s hand slid into her wet hair, but he didn’t push her further. His hips rolled with her and his fingers tighten around the base of her neck.
“Lex.” He gasped. “Stop.”
She didn’t want to stop. She wanted to torture him until he gave in to her and took her fully. She wanted him to let go of his power and feel. Lexie gripped him tighter and slowed down her pace. Declan growled, and in
a blur, she was up against the wall. Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctually as a hand grabbed her ass and the other gripped her wrists and held them above her head.
“Stop.” He growled then and there was no way she could miss it. He growled, like an animal.
“No.” Lexie smiled and his raging hard on bumped her pussy as she rolled her hips. There was no way she was going to let him stop her now.
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Declan lowered his gaze to Lexie’s lips and strained his neck, trying to fight of the urge to kiss her. She was playing a dangerous game and she didn’t know the rules. He’d been weak and came in here, which was his fault. He’d lost his mind when she put her mouth on him and that was also his fault. But the moment she started playing the game it was over for them both. He didn’t want to hurt her. Didn’t want to harm a hair on her pretty little head. But that’s where he was going, and he was too weak to stop himself.
“This was a mistake. I shouldn’t have come in here.”
Lexie shocked him again by pressing her lips on his. They were so soft, and he was like putty under her touch. He may appear to be strong willed but the moment she touched him he was done for. Since the moment she fell into his arms, he was done for.
He gave in too easily, but her lips were like heaven and he wanted more. He parted his lips just enough to allow her to control the kiss and they melted together perfectly. She fit into every broken piece of him and made him want to stay whole just to spite his bear. To spite the wolves and to spite the human world that he couldn’t belong to. To spite himself and prove he could be better.
But he wasn’t yet. Not fully. His mind was a dark and dangerous place, and Lexie didn’t seem strong enough to brave it. No matter how eager she was.
Lexie broke the kiss and rest her forehead on his. Their heavy breathing was in tune with each other. “Don’t you dare. You came in here on your own and you don’t get to just walk away after what you started. You’re going to finish this.”
Something about this woman had him fighting to do everything she asked. If she asked him to jump off the face of this earth, he would do it. He’d do anything she asked of him. But he couldn’t do this. He would hurt her. He couldn’t be gentle like she needed. He was an animal through and through and there was no changing that.
“I told you why I couldn’t do this.” He searched her lips and when he found the plump bottom one, he held it between his teeth and nibbled, applying enough pressure to fuel his need but not enough to hurt her. He pulled it into his mouth, and she leaned her face in closer. She was just as pliable as he was.
She shook her head then, breaking the trance he’d put on her to delay the situation. “Your reasons are stupid.”
“You think I want to hurt you? That’s the last thing I want.”
“I’ve been hurt, Declan. I’ve been through the worst hurt of my life.” She lowered her eyes and he followed until he got to her thigh. He’d seen it. The scar was long, and the sutures had left their own marks. Something had hurt her bad enough that she’d needed it repaired, and it wasn’t the only indication that something bad happened to her. Her gaze went up to her arm where another scar marred her bicep. It was thick and looked to have some of the same surgical scaring as her leg. “I was in a car accident seven months ago. My arm and leg were both broken in the roll over that claimed by father’s life. My pelvis was crushed with the impact as well.” Tears filled her eyes and Declan wanted to wipe the pain away so badly, but he couldn’t, nothing could.
“Lex. I’m so sorry.”
“The physical pain was nothing compared to the pain of losing my dad. So, don’t ever use that excuse again.”
He wouldn’t. Declan wanted nothing more right now than to give her what she wanted, needed, and to get her mind off that horrible accident. He let the hand on her ass slide down and further and he pressed two fingers into her ready sex. Lexie arched her back and moaned, her breasts pressing up against his bare chest. She felt so warm and wet he’d die to be inside her right now, fully sheathed inside her tight pussy. He wanted to fill her up and make her take all of him. He wanted to feel the power of her. He wanted to fuck her until she didn’t want to leave him. “I want you to cum with my name on your lips. My name only. No others, forever.” He pulled his fingers out and shoved them in again and until he couldn’t go further. Damn she smelled sweet.
Lexie rolled her hips to the rhythm of his fingers and fucked them like a pro. He repositioned his hand and slid his thumb between their bodies. Her hips rocked against it he rode him harder. He envied his fingers, but he wanted her to cum so badly he wasn’t going to stop her now.
“Say it.” He demanded. “Say my name.”
“Declan.” She inhaled a breath with his name. “I’m so close.”
Lexie gasped and Declan let go of her hands that he held above her head, giving her free reign to touch his body. She immediately locked her fingers behind his neck and pulled herself closer. The way she kissed sent him to hell as she bucked under him. Her back arched and she threw her head back as her vaginal walls tightened around his thick fingers. Declan pulsed his thumb and pulled one of her now exposed breasts into him mouth, flicking the nipple with his tongue.
Lexie gripped his shoulders and clawed his back; the pain was so real, keeping him in the moment. With one last roll of her hips, Lexie was screaming out his name and cumming on his fingers. Everything melted together when his name was on her lips. No man was ever going to take his place. He would kill anyone that touched her after him and she would know that she was his forever. Mine.
Her nails dug into his back once more before he finally went lax in his arms. He was in for it. She wasn’t gentle like he thought she would be. Maybe she was proving a point that she could take it. He couldn’t think like that though. She was fragile, beautiful. He couldn’t ruin her like he had ruined Autumn.
Autumn.
Declan removed his fingers from Lexie and dropped her back to her feet instantly. His head felt heavy and his mind was racing. He needed out of here. He needed to get away from Lexie before he went crazy again. It had happened too many times with her around. She couldn’t save him it was too late.
He placed his hands over his ears as the sounds inside his mind got louder. He could tell Lexie was talking but he couldn’t make out what she was saying. All he could hear were screams of pain. There was so much blood. The wolves killed her. The wolves took her from him, and they were going to take Lexie too. He couldn’t get attached, she needed to leave here and leave him.
No. She can never leave. She’s ours. Lexie is ours now. Not ours, mine.
No, he thought to himself. She wasn’t his, not his bear’s anyway. He couldn’t have her. He was too broken inside to care for a living being. No. He thought again.
Yes. Mine. She’s going to be mine… eventually.
“No!” He roared. The sound was loud, too loud in the small shower. He looked back to Lexie, trying to see her face, her beautiful face. She looked so worried for him. Her face pained when she looked at him. Then it changed. It wasn’t soft anymore. It went hard and cold, then mad.
She was quick for being so small, and grabbed his face hard in her hands, covering his own that were still over his ears. She pulled him in and bit his lip hard. The sensation was painful, but it was effective. She kissed him over and over, never letting go of him. Her body stepped closer, closing the gap between their bodies until nothing separated them, and her breathing deepened.
“Come back to me.” She whispered. He could hear it clear as day now. “I’m real, Declan. I’m right here.” That’s what scared him. She was real and she wasn’t safe with him, but he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He slowly dropped his hands and they instinctually gripped her sides, pulling her up his body, until she wrapped her legs around his waist again. She fit so perfectly right there, like they were meant to be just like this forever.
His body was hers, but it would betray them both soon enough.
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eclan pushed open the shower door and turned off the water. The air outside the bathroom was bone chilling, and Lexie’s body responded instantly with gooseflesh. Her nipples beaded into perfect buds and they rubbed up against his chest, causing him to forget to breathe.
He kissed down her neck and she arched her back. His cock bumped painfully against her and he wanted nothing more than to bury himself deep inside her. His knees bumped the bed and he fell forward, dropping them both onto the soft mattress. His control was slipping. His mind was still only half here, and he felt the feral bits of his bear seeping into the dark depths of his mind. But one look at Lexie’s bare flesh and he was here. He knew it. He could see her, feel her, and smell her. She was the realest thing he’d ever had.
Ever.
She felt solid and strong. Not physically but mentally. She felt stable and made him want to try to be okay too. She kept him grounded when nothing else ever had, pulling him out of his mind when he couldn’t even do that himself. She felt like home, something he’d never felt in a person before. When she left, Declan would soon leave this world. He couldn’t live without her anymore. He knew that much.
Declan ran his fingers through her dark wet hair and gripped the back of her neck, pulling her head back and forcing her to expose the most fragile bits of flesh. The most intricate puzzle piece to his bear. He wanted it, wanted to take the bite and forever link them together. But he couldn’t and his frustration grew. He wanted to walk away but Lexie’s hand gripped his forearm as the other reached up and pulled him closer to her. His stiff cock bumped the vee of her thigh and his mind went wild.
His control was gone now. “I warned you.” He whispered. His bear so close to the surface had his voice hoarse and inhuman. “My sweet Lexie. I’m sorry.”
Declan thrust his hips and slid into her, fully seating himself inside her in one stroke. She whimpered and her body stiffened. She let out a pained gasp, but Declan couldn’t stop. His hold on her neck tightened and his hips thrust into her again. He rode her hard and fast, not allowing for anything else but primal instincts to take over. Her fingernails dug into his arm as she turned her head up to grip the meaty flesh with her teeth. She bit down and Declan tried to grab the last bit of control he had.
