Love Heals (The Love Duet Book 2)

by Leah Sharelle

  “Ohhh,” I gasped, my head fell back on my shoulders, my eyes closed at the sensory overload.

  “Don’t close your eyes Kelsey. Watch me, watch us,” he insisted again. I had no idea why he kept demanding I watch, why it was so important to him, but I had to admit it added to the sensual climate in the room.

  When I did as he asked, he nodded his approval. “This is you and me baby, just us. I don’t want you to consider for a second I am thinking of anyone else but you. I will keep my eyes on you, so you know I am here with only you.” His softly whispered declaration squeezed at my heart. If I was honest I was worried that in his mind he would see Zoe and not me, his wife meant more to him than any other human being. I couldn’t imagine losing someone so close to me, a person I loved more than life and had to continue through life without them.

  How he felt about Zoe was how I felt about him. Jason was giving me the gift of honesty, and even though he believed he couldn’t love again saying what he did, meant maybe he was willing to try to let me into his heart.

  “Damn Mermaid, your tits are perfect, your nipples are —” Jason pushed aside the cups more to let my breasts free, he didn’t give any warning before his mouth opened over one firm peak sucking it into his mouth. “Fucking superb,” he breathed around his mouthful, a low moan followed. From him or me I didn’t know, it could have been both of us. Winding my fingers around the back of his head to his neck, I dug my digits into the soft skin pulling him closer.

  “Oh Jason. You have no idea how good that feels,” I moaned.

  “Tell me Kels, tell me what you are feeling,” he demanded, releasing my nipple with a wet pop then turned his attention to the other one leaving my glistening nipple wet from his suction.

  I licked my dry lips, suddenly having trouble getting any words out.

  “Um… I tingle all over. Every time you pull my nipple hard into your mouth, my pussy clenches,” I panted, trying desperately to hold onto the sensations he was creating in me, yet at the same time I wanted him to slow down so I could savour this momentous moment.

  “You hurt down here baby?” Jason asked, his hand suddenly gone from my breast, making its way down to the button of my jeans. He only took a few seconds to undo the button and zip then slipped his fingers under the gusset of my panties, and with the gentlest of touches, he dipped inside my lips, slowly moving up and down my opening. Of its own accord, my pelvis moved against his hand, silently begging him for more.

  “Fuck you are so wet, and I haven’t even pushed all the way in yet.” Jason marvelled, his mouth hovering over my nipple. “I love the reaction from your body baby, so responsive, so innocently beautiful.”

  He swept me away with his words while his fingers gently caressed me, my wetness helping his fingers move easily. Never had I managed to get myself so wet when masturbating with my vibrator. I always felt a little awkward playing with myself with a toy, never getting myself over the line, not even once. I much preferred what was happening now, Jason’s gentle exploration was divine, but I needed more… so much more. Holding onto Jason’s shoulders, I used him for leverage to grind down harder, hoping that his fingers would slip further into my opening.

  “You want more Mermaid? You need my finger deeper? Or do you want my tongue in there fucking you?”

  “I— all of it. I want all of it, your tongue first,” I cried out, wantonly grinding down, begging with whimpered moans.

  “Fuck!” Jason growled, quickly stripping me of my jeans and knickers in one fast move, pushing my butt to the bed, his hands went straight to my thighs and opened me. It happened so fast I didn’t have time to think about the fact I was butt naked in front of the love of my life, my legs splayed apart.

  “That’s it, sweetheart, show me what I am about to taste.” Jason’s voice sounded like gravel, as he dropped to his knees in front of me, his face centimetres from where no one had ever seen, up until this moment.

  “So sweet, so pure, and mine,” Jason murmured, then pressed his nose to my core smelling me, the growl of approval vibrated all the way through me causing a strange stir of wanting.

  Leaning back on my hands, I pushed up so I could watch as his tongue lapped at my entrance, taking its first taste of me. I had no control over my reaction as my back arched, bringing my hips off the bed, pushing my pussy further into his face. Despite my body’s out of control response, I never took my eyes from his face. I watched in fascination as his tongue licked, and his lips sucked on me. Tingles raced up my spine; desire washed over me, over and over as his tongue lapped at me.

  “Oh Lord, what the— oh god— now!” I screamed the last word, lifting my hips more and riding his face. A bright flash of white blinded me, as I shook from the inside out. Jason’s mouth leaving my lower body as I shook uncontrollably, my eyes were still on him, if not a little dazed but I could see him ripping at his jeans, hurriedly toeing off his boots. If Jason shirtless was a sight, seeing him naked was glorious. For a man in his forties, I didn’t expect to see a sexy deep V marking a trail down to— oh sweet baby Jesus.

  No way that monster is going to fit in me.

  His cock pointed directly at me, bobbing up against his belly. Without a conscious thought, I leaned forward and reached for it with one hand. I had never seen a penis before, well not intentionally. Once, when mum and one of her squeezes of the week were drunk on the couch they forgot to get dressed, so when I walked in from school they were both passed out and very naked.

  His didn’t look deliciously enticing like Jason’s did. Jason’s was long and thick, so thick my fingers didn’t touch when I circled the length. The skin was so smooth, even as hard as it was, the silkiness amazed me. Acting on instinct, I rubbed my finger over the silky soft head, a small drop of clear liquid seeped from the slit at the end.

  “Kelsey,” Jason growled in a warning tone. “You keep touching my cock with those soft hands like that and I will come before I get to slide into your sweet, innocent pussy.” Before I could react to that gem, Jason boldly grabbed me around the waist lifting me as he crawled up the bed, settling himself on top of me.

  “Wow, so strong,” I said grinning at him, seeing the glistening of my arousal on his lips, I had a sudden urge to lick at it and find out what it was about my taste that caused all his growls and moans.

  Maybe next time Kels, you have been pretty adventurous tonight, leave something for next time.

  My wicked thoughts were interrupted by Jason cursing.

  “What’s wrong?” Did he want to stop?

  “I haven’t got a fucking condom. What idiot doesn’t come prepared? Me that’s who.”

  Before I could stop myself, I blurted out my secret.

  “Oh, I can’t get pregnant so that isn’t going to be an issue. This,” I motioned down to my belly, “is my birth control.”

  Jason stilled above me, his mouth so close to mine I swear I could smell my own scent.

  “What?” His voice was low, unbelieving, almost hollow.

  Cursing my offhanded response, I ducked my head hiding my face in his chest. The warm expanse was like a muscled wall, and it was fast becoming my favourite place.

  “Fuck, Mermaid. I… I don’t know what to say,” Jason murmured, his mouth resting on the top of my head.

  I pressed my lips to his throat, then pulled back to look up at him, his eyes held a sadness, but he also seemed to look relieved. It could have been my imagination because it disappeared and was replaced with determination.

  “We will talk about that too, okay Mermaid?” he said sternly, not giving me an option to argue with him.

  “Please make love to me Jason, take away the ache building inside me,” I begged him instead. I knew it was definitely a conversation we were going to have to have, building a future together meant children, at least it did for me. I was so young when the doctors explained that bearing children would be next to impossible, the implications of such news didn’t register with me until I got older. In my twenties I mourned the
loss, finally understanding the impact of my mother’s brutality. And a few years ago, I accepted that children weren’t a part of my path in life. Never did that realisation hit me more than right in this moment. I hadn’t been with anyone sexually before, so for me, protection only meant warding off the possibility of a baby. Here I was with the man who dominated my every dream and waking moment, and I was never going to be able to carry a child, his child.

  Understanding of the mammoth loss, overcame me.

  Blinking away tears, I looked into Jason’s eyes and smiled a sad smile. The past couldn’t be changed, no do-overs, just a second chance at happiness.

  I believed in my heart that Jason was that for me, not carrying his baby but the man himself.

  Slowly, I wound my arms around his neck and brought his face down to mine. The light from the bedside lamp cast a soft glow over the bed. The man was remarkable to look at, his black hair was short and still so dark, not a whisper of grey. Stubble covered his jaw, his hatred of shaving well known to me, but he disliked long beards as he complained they made his face itch. But it was his eyes that held you captive, the intensity of the blue quite simply took my breath away.

  More tears threatened behind my lids, but they were not from sadness and remorse but from the magic Jason and I were creating. Kids might not be part of my future, but Jason was, and that was more than enough for me.

  Pushing up, I aligned my lower body with his, my lips on his. Our eyes locked.

  “Make me yours.”

  Chapter 11

  JASON

  My cock was harder than he ever had been in my life, yet my mind was anywhere but where it should be. Here in bed with Kelsey naked and willing under me, begging me in her sultry voice to make her mine.

  She was mine, Kelsey belonged to me. No scar, on her face or her belly was ever going to change that. I had spent enough time dancing around being in another relationship. The truth was I loved being part of that, someone to come home to and to share life with together.

  Kelsey fit with me, her soft to my hard, her kindness to my roughness. I firmly believed she deserved so much more than me; a man without baggage or a black cloud hovering over him, not letting in too much light.

  Kelsey was my light, and hearing her admittance that she couldn’t have children solidified my decision to take that final leap.

  I did not want kids, Kelsey couldn’t have them. It was fucking perfect, it was if someone heard my plea and decided to give me a break in life.

  My sorrow for her was real, her mother’s despicable actions of robbing her own daughter of the experience of motherhood made my blood boil with rage, but had she not hurt her own child, then Kelsey would not be here with me now, giving herself to me.

  I should be ashamed of the relief that flooded me knowing Kelsey couldn’t have a baby, but the plain and simple truth of it was I didn’t want one… could never be a father. Being an uncle to Shiloh and Bastian and pseudo uncle to the other kids at the compound suited me just fine. And now with Kelsey not able to get pregnant it meant I didn’t feel as guilty not being able to give her the gift of motherhood.

  The gorgeous woman beneath me moaned, her fingers tracing a pattern over my shoulder blades, sending shivers through me. Getting my head back in the game, I shifted until my cock was nudging her entrance. The first time I lost my virginity it had been with my Year 10 girlfriend from high school. We both fumbled our way through the disastrous event, which took place in my father’s back shed. The next day we broke up and she ended up crushing on Deck for the next few years.

  At the time it surprised me he didn’t take her up on her offer to go out with her, shocked me more that he told her that he didn’t appreciate her spewing shit about me, his twin brother. Deck’s popularity meant people believed him over her and she got banished from the cool group. I had no idea that would ever happen to her, didn’t give a shit either, but that time Deck stood up for me stuck with me more than the embarrassing memory of my first time. It was one of a handful of times Deck acted like a real brother back then, of course since Shiloh’s arrival into our lives he had grown and eased up the aggression towards me, we both had changed. I still liked to piss him off as he did me, but our banter now was just that, banter. I was enjoying having my brother in my life, his wife was amazing and their kids phenomenal. We had more good moments than bad now, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want to kick his arse from time to time.

  “Kels, this is going to hurt. I can’t do anything about that, but I can make it better, I promise,” I whispered against her lips, holding her gaze as I reached between us and grabbed my thick cock. The engorged head ready to explode, I feared if I pumped even once, I would come, and ruin everything. Holding most of my weight off Kelsey, pushing forward with my hips, I breached her entrance, the wetness there making me heave out a groan.

  “How am I not supposed to blow just from your wet pussy without even being all the way inside you?” I mused out loud, not really asking Kelsey for an answer, but she gave me one anyway.

  “Keep going and we will find out,” she encouraged breathily, her pants increased with every inch I pushed inside her. The natural suction of her pussy pulled me deeper into her until I reached the point of her resistance, the thin barrier of skin she’d held onto for so many years just to gift to me.

  “So fucking god damned tight,” I growled with clenched teeth. “Grab onto me baby and give me your eyes,” I demanded, holding onto my sanity with a single thread as her pussy did its best to drive me to the brink of madness. Lifting her head, Kelsey peered at me, her beautiful eyes marked me with so much emotion I nearly lost all control. I was so close to slamming my hips forward and taking what was mine, had it not been for the small whimper of pain from her I would not have been able to stop.

  “Mermaid?” Sweat poured down my back, the effort to hold still a herculean one.

  “I’m good, boy you are really big, aren’t you?” Kelsey panted, her grip on my shoulders so hard it was going to leave imprints of her nails.

  I chuckled, which wasn’t the best thing to do, because the movement it caused below jerked my cock forward breaching the thin barrier of skin. Taking a deep breath, I plunged forward all at once, growling loud at the utter bliss my cock found himself in.

  Bare, tight and wet.

  “Jesus H Christ, bloody heaven on earth,” I proclaimed in sheer awe.

  “Indescribable,” Kelsey whispered against my lips, her tongue licking my bottom lip. “Move Jason, make love to me.”

  That was all it took for me to start a slow sensual motion. Pulling back and sliding slowly back in, I watched for any signs of discomfort from her.

  “Holy shit! Is it meant to feel so… shattering and wonderful all at the same time?” Kelsey asked, her eyes wide with amazement.

  “Only with us, baby, only with us,” I declared, continuing the sensual assault on her body. Loving the way her mouth opened on a husky moan every time I pushed back in then whimpered when I pulled out. I couldn’t take it too much longer, between her sexy as fuck noises and the tight grip on my cock, something had to give and I feared it was going to be me.

  Lowering my head, I opened my mouth over one extended nipple and pulled it between my teeth, lightly scrapping it. If she didn’t come soon, I was going to add another embarrassing moment to my name.

  “Come for me sweetheart, come all over my cock, let me feel that warm gush of your release all over me,” I spoke the dirty words against her breast, the softness achingly sweet on my lips.

  “Oh, dear god, oh my stars,” Kelsey cried, the small flutters from her pussy dancing around my cock increased, until my cock spasmed. Her hips surged up, pressing her pelvis hard into mine, her face pushed into my shoulder, her teeth sinking in there muffling her screams which ignited my own climax.

  Shooting sparks of heat nailed me dead centre in my back, my cock surged forward, Kelsey’s juices enveloped my shaft wringing the longest and most staggering orgasm of my adult life.
Jet after jet of cum washed the walls of her pussy joining hers bathing my cock. Throwing my head back, I roared as I tried in vain to hold onto the magnificent intimacy of making love with Kelsey.

  With a great moan, I dropped down onto Kelsey rolling us until I was underneath her and she was on top of me, my semi-hard cock still firmly in his happy place. We laid there, both of us doing what we could to get our breathing under control. Our sweating bodies clinging to each other. I let my hands roam over her toned back, down to the dip where her butt met her spine. Holding her close, my heartbeat started to subside to a normal rate. Kelsey’s breathing evened out, her small breaths tickling my throat.

  “I love you.” Three sleepily spoken words hit my ears and just like that my heart raced again. I didn’t know what scared me more, hearing Kelsey’s soft sweet declaration or the fact I had to bite my lip to stop from saying it back.

  Chapter 12

  KELSEY

  Being at the Wounded Souls’ compound was starting to feel like a second home.

  In the three weeks since that amazing night when Jason made me his, we had developed a routine that included my place, his place and the compound.

  My fears of wild parties and loose woman were soon dispelled after my next visit. When Squid took me there on his bike previously, the same afternoon Jason went all alpha on me then took me home and made love to me, it had been during the day. Then I went back at night, and that was when my nerves set in. I truly expected to see half-naked women glaring at me, vying for Jason’s attention. What I saw was a family environment, the same as the daytime only with loud music and lots of talking and laughing.

  The men of the Souls, played pool, sat at the bar and drank moderately. No one got drunk, no ladies danced on the bar or put shot glasses between their breasts urging a man to drink from it. I guess watching too much TV was bad for you.