“Devlin.” I said his name louder this time, needing him to focus on me rather than punching the wall again.
His head jerked up and his eyes narrowed on me. I took a few steps toward him and he backed up until his back hit the wall. “Get away, Nat. I’m not safe to be around right now.”
I shook my head, not afraid of him in the least. Devlin had hurt me emotionally time and time again, but I knew in my soul that he would never hurt me physically. Underneath that bad-boy rocker there was a decent man who would never raise his hands to a woman. I took the last few steps to reach him and grabbed his bleeding hands.
Devlin pulled free and tried to step around me. I raised my hands and cupped his face. Instead of jerking away as I’d thought he might, he leaned into my touch. “Dev…” I sighed his name this time and pulled his head down so that I could kiss his lips.
The kiss wasn’t passionate to begin with. It was full of a silent apology for what I’d done to him. But then my lips skimmed over his closed mouth, my tongue slipping out to tease his apart. My knees went weak and I leaned against him so that I didn’t fall. His kisses were my own personal kryptonite. Dev pulled his head back. “No. You’re with him.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I lied, Dev. I’m not with Rhett.” His eyes narrowed on me, disbelief loud and clear in those aquamarine depths. I grimaced. “He’s with Linc; Rhett is gay.”
Devlin’s nostrils flared, his hands grabbed hold of my ass and lifted me off my feet. Instinctively my legs wrapped around his waist again. He was already hard even though I could see that he was pissed off. The feel of his hard cock as it nestled against my pussy made me see stars for a moment, but his next question made me focus on him. “You lied? You aren’t sleeping with that fucker?”
“Yes,” I whispered, my gaze going back to his lips. Ah, damn. I wanted him so much. Wanted him deep inside of me again. Nothing mattered when he was moving within me, making me mindless with need for him. The emptiness I’d felt last night after our session of hot, public sex doubled as my need for him grew. “I lied, Dev. I haven’t been with anyone but you in a very long time.”
The look in his eyes turned stormy. “Define ‘a long time’, Nat,” he commanded in a raspy voice.
“You know you weren’t my first, Dev,” I reminded him with a glare. “I haven’t been with anyone but you except for my high school boyfriend. There, satisfied now?” Maybe I should have been asking him the same question. Had he been with anyone since me?
“Nope.” He lowered his head and licked the sensitive area right where my neck and shoulder met. “Wish I’d been the first, baby. Wish I was the only one to ever be inside the nirvana of your tight little body.”
“What about you?” I gasped
“What about me?” His voice was raspy, full of need.
“H-have you been with anyone else since…” I moaned when he moved his hips and rubbed in just the right spot to make me see stars. “…since m-me?”
“Don’t want anyone but you, Nat. There’s been no one but you since before we got together last spring.” His hips thrust forward, right against my already throbbing clit.
Oh, shit. My eyes closed and my head fell back against the wall. My panties were already soaked with my need for him, but with each thrust of his hips against my pussy more and more liquid heat pooled between my legs. With the next thrust of his jeans-covered dick, I nearly came.
“Dev!” I cried his name. My fingers thrust into his hair, tangling in its length. “I need you.”
“Need you too, baby.” His teeth scraped over my shoulder, his big hands kneading my ass. “But I don’t want you running off upset again.”
“I won’t,” I promised. “Please, Dev.”
“Begging for me, Nat?” I heard his inhale, knew he was scenting me. His groan told me he liked what he smelled. I hadn’t showered when I’d gotten back last night because I was in too much pain from my migraine, and Wroth had already been in the shower when I’d first gotten up. I still smelled of Devlin, had traces of his cologne and sweat clinging to me. “You should never have to beg for my dick, baby.”
“Then stop making me,” I moaned when one big hand moved lower on my ass until his middle finger was rimming my entrance through my shorts and panties. He thrust upward with that thick digit in time with his thrusting hips. Fuck, I was going to come and he wasn’t even inside me yet. “I want you inside of me, Devlin. Right now.”
He lifted his head, his eyes darkening with a need that matched my own. “I’ll give you all of me, Nat. Every fucking part of myself, if you will give me another chance.”
“Another chance?” I whispered, only half listening as I watched his lips move. Damn, I loved his lips. Their shape, taste, talent.
“Say yes. Tell me that we can be together again, and I’ll sink so deep inside of you that you’ll feel me for days.” He lowered his head again, his nose nuzzling my ear. The sound of his breath made me shiver, my nipples beading even harder than they already were. I pressed them harder against his bare chest. “Say yes, Nat.”
With the last bit of sanity I had left, I nodded. “Yes. Yes, Dev.” My legs tightened around his narrow waist. “I’ll give us another chance.”
His entire body seemed to shudder for a moment. I buried my face in his chest. I wasn’t sure if I had just said yes simply because I wanted him inside of me again, if I wanted to follow through with the bet I’d made with Marissa, or because I really did want to try again. All I knew was that I needed him inside me right that second or I was going to go insane.
My hips shifted, forcing his cock to rub against my clit a little harder. “Dev…” I moaned. “I want you.”
“Want you too, baby.” His hands lifted to the top of my shorts and jerked them down over my hips, taking panties and all. I unwrapped my legs from him so that he could get the clothing out of the way while my hands fumbled to unfasten his jeans at the same time.
When the top button was undone I carefully unzipped his jeans and then my hand was diving inside. My fingers wrapped around his impressive girth, earning me a deep groan from him. His cock was hot as fire, hard as steel, and silky smooth to the touch. The pink head was already covered in the clear stickiness of his own need for me. Blue veins popping out along his thick shaft, pulsing with each heartbeat. I would’ve loved to have dropped to my knees and sucked him off, but my own need was too consuming right then.
With a growl he pushed his jeans and boxers down his legs. Stepping out of them he grabbed my waist. Once again my legs went around his hips. Instead of plunging deep inside of me right there against the wall, he fell onto his back on one of the mattresses lying on the floor. I gasped as he thrust up into me roughly. Our joining from the night before had left me deliciously sore. As every inch of his long, thick cock thrust deep, my tender flesh both protested and screamed in pleasure.
“Fuck. Oh fuck.” Devlin’s head fell back, his eyes shut tightly. “You feel so damn good, Nat. That sweet little pussy fits my cock like a fucking tight glove. Move for me, baby. Move that perfect ass.”
I was helpless not to obey his raspy command. Moaning, I lifted my hips, loving the way he pulsed as I dropped back down. His hands tightened on my ass, his fingers digging deep as he held himself inside of me. Watching his face, seeing what I made him feel, was empowering.
My baggy sweatshirt was getting in my way and making me unbearably hot. I pulled it over my head and threw it across the room to land in the pile of bed covers that must have come from his bed. I was completely naked now and his eyes went straight to my breasts as they bounced while I rode his cock. With a growl he pushed me downward until his face was buried in the valley between my breasts.
The feel of his teeth on the inside of my left breast made my walls clench, my release rushing forward at an even faster pace. I grabbed hold of his shoulders, my nails digging deeply into his flesh as I quickened my pace. “Dev,” I whimpered. “I’m going to…” I sobbed as my inner walls began to convu
lse. I felt the rush of liquid my release produced and buried my face in his chest as I silently cried out in pleasure.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “That’s it, Nat. Come for me, baby.” With a growl he rolled us without disconnecting our bodies. His hands grabbed the cheeks of my ass and lifted my lower body off the mattress as he plunged deep into me at a speed that made my head spin with the sheer pleasure of it.
I was close again already. My thighs quivered from the force of the approaching orgasm. “Again?” he gritted. “You’re going to make me come, baby. The way your tight little pussy is contracting…” My eyes lifted as he stilled above me, his hands gripping my ass hard enough to leave bruises on top of the ones that he’d given me the night before.
Watching Devlin as he came apart was something I’d always loved to witness. The way his hair fell into his sweat-covered face, his eyes lowering to half-mast. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever witnessed. A vein popped out in his forehead, his neck arching as his jaw clenched, holding in the shout that must have been ripping his throat to shreds from containing it.
In the next instant I felt the first hot spray of his release flooding into me. His semen was hot, making my inner walls quiver even more in pleasure from the heat that soothed my tender flesh. With a muttered curse Devlin fell on top of me and I closed my eyes as my orgasm finally started to subside. My eyes felt heavy and I let them close for a moment to savor the feel of this man’s weight on me.
It was several minutes before Devlin lifted his head. “Am I hurting you?” He kissed my lips quickly and rolled off me before I could tell him that I would rather have him on top of me. I’d felt warm and safe. Now the coolness of the bus’s air-conditioning made me shiver.
Devlin pulled me against his side, his body heat taking some of the chill away. “You’re mine, Nat,” he informed me, his strong arms tightening around me. He pressed his lips against the top of my head. “Mine. I was about to kill someone when I thought you were with Rhett. Tell me you’re mine so that I know you know it too.”
“Yeah,” I answered him, knowing that no matter what happened now I would always be his. I always had. “I’m yours.”
Natalie
I was rushing around making sure everything for tonight’s concert went as smoothly as possible. I honestly didn’t know how Emmie kept up with everything so calmly. I’d been doing this for three of the four years that I’d worked for Emmie and I still had difficulty keeping up with it all. If it weren’t for my clipboard with all my lists of things that had to be done and in what order, I would have been seriously lost.
Demon’s Wings were still on stage, but they only had another ten to fifteen minutes before the roadies would step in and change everything over so that OtherWorld could close the night out. I went over my to-do list one more time, my mind focused on nothing but it for the moment.
When strong arms suddenly wrapped around my waist from behind, I nearly screamed because I’d been so lost in thought. When I felt the roughness of Devlin’s day-old beard on my neck, my mouth snapped closed and I leaned back against him. Since my brothers were still on stage I didn’t have to worry about anyone else seeing us like this.
“How are you feeling?” Devlin asked, his lips right beside my ear so he didn’t have to shout to be heard over the music.
“Still got a headache,” I told him as I turned in his arms and leaned on tiptoe to kiss his lips. “But it’s not like it was.”
Devlin caught my bottom lip between his and nipped on it before sucking it deep. I nearly dropped my clipboard as I wrapped my arms around his neck, letting him deepen the kiss, but only for a moment. Pulling back, I gave him a mock glare. “I thought we agreed to keep things quiet for the moment? I don’t want my brothers giving you a hard time if they find out about us.”
He glanced around the dimly lit corridor that we were standing in. Only one roadie was in sight, everyone else was behind stage getting ready to do the switchover. He smirked down at me and slapped both his big hands across my ass. “I think we’re safe for the moment, baby.”
When he started to lower his head I nearly let him kiss me again. Why did his kisses have to affect me so much? Reluctantly I pulled away. If he kissed me I would never get everything that needed my attention accomplished. “Be good.”
“We’ve been apart for too long. I’m just trying to make up for the lost time.” He grabbed my clipboard and pulled it out of my hand. I gave a cry in outrage and tried to snatch it back. He grinned wickedly as he effortlessly held it over my head.
If I hadn’t been so busy I would have taken pleasure in seeing that smile on his face. He looked happy in that moment. Really and truly happy. Unfortunately I didn’t have time to savor it. “Babe, I don’t have time for this,” I whined. “Give it back so I can finish up.”
The grin didn’t dim. “Give me another kiss and I’ll let you have it,” he bargained.
I rolled my eyes at him. “Really? You’re going to extort kisses out of me right now?”
“Be glad it’s only kisses and not the quickie I really want.” He lowered his arm, but didn’t relinquish the clipboard. Wrapping his arms around me again he pulled me against him and lowered his head until his lips were a mere inch from mine. “Kiss me and I’ll let you get back to work.”
His warm breath brushed over my lips like a butterfly kiss and I melted against him. With a satisfied growl Devlin kissed me, but it was a softer kiss than I’d been expecting—a gentle caress of his lips over mine that left me more breathless than if he’d devoured my lips. When he stepped back, holding out my clipboard, I was trembling with a need that I doubted would ever be completely fulfilled.
“See you later, Nat.” He winked before walking away.
For long minutes—minutes I really didn’t have to spare—I just stood there, gaping after him. He’d never teased me like that in the past. So tenderly, so affectionately. When someone bumped into me I was finally able to snap out of my trance and jolted back to the here and now. Muttering a curse under my breath, I got back to work.
When Demon’s Wings left the stage it was to the sound of the fans chanting their names. I was standing backstage watching as my brothers exited. Drake was laughing at something Jesse must have said. The big bald drummer twirled a drumstick with his fingers in a way that boggled my mind at how effortless it looked. The sound of Drake’s laugh always touched something in my heart, especially now that I knew that it had been such a rare commodity in the past.
When my oldest brother spotted me he stopped long enough to drape an arm around my shoulders in a one-armed hug. “You look tired, Nat.”
I gave him a small smile. “I am. It’s been a busy night, and it isn’t over yet.”
“Is Emmie overworking you?” Shane asked as he stopped beside us. “We can talk to her.”
I shook my head quickly, just in case they got it in their heads that they needed to have a talk with Emmie about me working too hard. I didn’t want my boss thinking I had gone whining to my brothers because I couldn’t handle the workload she gave me. It wasn’t that I had too much to do—even though, yeah, I really did have too much on my plate at times. I actually loved my job. I just needed to get some things straight in my head so that I could function a little more clearly.
“Don’t you dare talk to Emmie,” I told the younger of my two brothers. “I will kick you in your favorite man parts if you open your mouth. I’m fine, Shane. I’ve just got a headache. Okay?”
Shane’s hands covered his groin, probably scared I would kick him there anyway. “Okay, okay. Chill out. No wonder you have a headache. Your blood pressure must be through the roof.” He grinned. “I’ll see you later.”
Drake and I watched him walk away, no doubt in search of Harper. When Shane was gone I looked up at Drake. “You’d better get going too. Neveah will be wanting her daddy to tuck her in or she won’t go to sleep.”
My brother’s handsome face softened, just like it always did when he thought of his dau
ghter. “Yeah, I’d better go back to the bus.” He pressed a kiss to my temple. “Come over and spend some time with us soon. Okay? Neveah loves her Aunt Nat.”
I had to blink to keep the sudden tears that burned my eyes from falling. I really should thank Jenna for running away four years ago to find our brothers. If she hadn’t I might still be stupidly hating them for something that wasn’t even their fault. I wouldn’t have them in my life, or my beautiful little niece whom I loved just as much as she loved me.
“I’ll make time in the next few days,” I promised and gave him a little squeeze before pushing him in the direction Shane had just gone. “Give Neveah a kiss for me.”
“Love you, Nat,” Drake called over his shoulder.
“Love you too, Drake.”
For the next fifteen minutes I helped as much as I could with the switchover for OtherWorld’s equipment. I couldn’t do much, but I did know how to set up the drums, and knew that if they weren’t just right Devlin would be off-the-walls pissed. When we were nearly done, Zander came out to do the sound check since it was his turn to do it.
After he was satisfied with everything, he followed me off stage. The others were walking toward us, coming from the dressing rooms. My gaze went past Wroth, Liam, and Axton straight to Devlin. He saw me watching him and his lips started to tilt until his eyes moved behind me.
I shook my head at him in annoyance until I felt a hand on my arm. Surprised, I turned to face Zander. “What?”
Zander had a grim look on his face. “I just wanted to tell you…” He sighed and raked a hand through his shaggy hair. It was on the curly side and a few of the curls fell into his eyes. “Look, Nat. I’m sorry about that whole fucking bet thing, okay? I never should have made it in the first place. We were friends until all of that went down, and I was a dick. I miss hanging out with you. Can’t we go back to being friends like we were before I turned into such an ass?”
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