by Azod, Shara
“We have come together good and proper, there is nae need to keep ye confined any longer.” That earned him a glare with both eyes. Better and better.
“You ass! You kept me there on purpose?” Dallas bounded for where he sat at the end of the bed, pelting his chest with both fists. “Dickhead! Conceited oaf! I could have been home by now!”
“Lass, ye are tickling me.” Thane had the gall to laugh at her best efforts to punch him in the gut. Damned man! “And if I had taken ye to the mainland, would ye have agreed to mate with me?”
Dallas stopped mid-swing. Ha he brought her to civilization after finding her floating in the ocean, she would ran as hard and fast as she could from her seal-man, never giving him a chance to prove he was indeed what he said he was.
“And how many time do I have to tell ye, I nae seal-man! I am…”
“Selkie, I know, I know.”
Dallas was instantly contrite. She could feel the twinge of pain her words had caused as if it were her own. She had really hurt his feelings. She hadn’t meant to, but there was still much unfinished business she had to take care of. First and foremost, she had to see her aunt and step-cousin pay for throwing her off the damn cruise ship.
Funny, she should have been a complete basket case after the last several days, but she wasn’t. So she had mated with a selkie, had been taken to the bottom of the freaking ocean and had sex in front of his parents and various other people, well beings. She was strangely okay with all of it. Except the sex in front of the in-laws. That was just creepy. And more than a little sick.
Thane fell to his back in a fit of laughter, as if the whole thing was hilarious. Dallas didn’t see a damn thing funny about the situation. How the hell was she ever supposed to face them ever again?
“Lass, tis expected. Ye had to be bonded tae me. It was the only way.”
“Whatever,” she grumbled under her breath. It was appalling, all naked and getting it in front of the people that had given Thane life. Ew!
“I swear, lass,” Thane had approached her silently and was now busily wrapping his arms around her. How could she not melt into those strong, perfectly formed limbs? “They will nae hold it against ye. They have gone through the same thing. Now, please, let me show ye the home I have made for ye.”
Put that way, it would have just been rude to say no.
“Fine, but I kind of need to put on some clothes. Modern clothes, thank you very much.”
*****
This castle was nestled against the Northern Scottish cliffs; a real castle this time, not some bizarre tiny structure. The entire building had been updated with all the modern conveniences without distracting from its natural beauty and charm. Dallas found herself choked up at Thane’s thoughtfulness. He had remembered everything she had raged about on the island, like not having any clothing, television, radio, or a computer. The man had made her an office, an electronic nirvana complete with giant plasma, satellite, dual DVD players and a wall to wall stereo system. She had no idea one stereo system could be so damn big!
“You did all this for me?” Dallas was flabbergasted. She had had some decent boyfriends in the past, but seeing as how she was stinking rich, no one had ever thought to actually give her anything of real value.
“Of course!” Thane puffed his chest, looking all adorably offended. “Ye think I would nae think to provide for my own woman?!”
“Don’t get your panties in a twist,” she laughed is affront. “I am touched. And we really need to talk about this woman thing. I mean, you can’t just go around calling me woman, or lass or your leman. Especially not your leman.”
“I told ye…”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. It means sweetheart now.” Dallas waved her hand in the air as she walked back into the castle, marching toward one of the sitting rooms that had modern furniture.
Plopping down on the thick stuffed leather couch, she narrowed her eyes and pointed her finger directly at him. Thane felt trepidation crawl up his spine. This was not going to be pleasant. He was fast learning once Dallas got started the only way to stop her was to…
“Wipe that shit eating grin off your face!” Dallas ordered. “We will not be having sex right now. We need to get things straight.
“Ballocks,” Than muttered under his breath. Sitting down in the chair across from him he braced himself.
“Look, I know we are mated and all. And I appreciate that,” she began in her best down-to-business voice. “Now, I need to go back to the States as soon as possible. I promise as soon as I sort out the whole bitch trying to kill me thing, I will be back-”
“NO!”
Chapter 8
“Excuse me?” No he did not just get all caveman on her.
Yep, there he was, hovering over her, his aquamarine eyes all furious and…concerned. Okay, so it was cute. Maybe even sexy, still, no one told her no. She was a grown ass woman.
“Look, I am not saying I won’t be back.” She wasn’t sure she could stay away. Even now, in the middle of a good old fashioned showdown, she felt herself leaning ever so slightly toward where he stood, which was not so wise seeing as how she was still seated. Sure enough, she lost her balance and fell on her face, right at the damnable man’s feet. That was just galling.
“There is nae way I’ll be allowing ye to traipse off without me, ye keen?” The bastard had the nerve to lower his voice while leaning down and plucking her off the floor as if she was a child. “Just look at ye, ye cannae even manage to sit still for a spell.”
Okay now she was ready for a fight; the kind that got the juices flowing and the blood pumping.
“Allow me? You aren’t going to allow me? I don’t know who the hell you think you are, but no one allows me to do a damn thing! I will do whatever the hell I please and woe to the asshole who tries to stop me!”
The little speech would have probably been far more effective if he hadn’t been cradling her in his arms, or steadily making his way up the massive curved staircase towards the bedroom they had just vacated a few short hours ago. Dallas tried desperately to hold on to her righteous indignation, but unfortunately her pussy just wasn’t listening, moistening more and more with every step. She found herself rubbing against his suddenly bare skin, anxious to get closer. Hell the suddenly part didn’t even bother her as it should have, she was getting used to things appearing and disappearing. She just wished he had made her clothes disappear as well.
By the time he dropped her on the mammoth bed, Dallas was literally panting with anticipation. It was should have been shameful really; she had been intimate with the magnificent creature that was Thane exactly twice, yet her body burned for him. He soul recognized him as her own with a surety that rocked her to her core. These things just didn’t happen in real life. The thought that she was really was dead, drowned in the freezing waters of the northern Atlantic crept into her consciousness once more.
“If I have tae tell ye again ye are NAE dead woman, I will be spanking that gorgeous arse but good!”
Dallas blinked up at the gorgeously nude man before her. His skin was all warm looking, sun kissed and smooth. Her tongue darted out to run across her lips as she contemplated his tiny puckered nipples on that perfectly formed chest. Slightly darker from the rest of her body, that area seemed to be calling to her in a personal invitation to taste their wares. Oh, yum…Wait, she was supposed to mad at him about something wasn’t she?
“Can we talk about this later?” She couldn’t think straight right now. Not with all that flawless male flesh all in her face.
Thane threw her a wicked grin that did not bode well. Stupid her, she got wetter instead of getting worried. Until, that is, she blinked and found herself wearing nothing but the most scandalous underwear she would have never bought for herself, her hands tied together above her head. There was little point in asking how he did it, being as he was magical and all, but the why started to weigh heavily on her mind.
“Okay, maybe we should talk now.”
“Ye donnae
seem to kin what the word ‘mate’ mean, lass.”
Thane spoke in a low measured tone, neither showing anger or irritation. That had to be the most irritating thing about him, his failure to get riled. He ran his fingers over the contours of her skin in a lazy manner that didn’t match the heat radiating from his eyes. There was no stopping the shiver of anticipation coursing through her body.
“Spread yer legs, lass.”
Dallas couldn’t really explain why she complied, but she did comply immediately. There was just something in the softly spoken words that inspired instantaneous obedience.
SMACK!
“HOLY SHIT!”
The slap against her pussy was sharp, it stung like a son-of-bitch, yet as the burning heat spread the sting blossomed into a delightful pulsating pleasure she could not even begin to describe. The soft, lingering but closed mouth kiss he placed on her cloth covered cunt helped add to the budding sensation, making her rock her hips upward. Whether it was for a kiss or another smack, Dallas couldn’t begin to say.
“Are ye still thinkin’ ye will be going anywhere without me, lass?”
“Uh?” Was he seriously asking her a question that required careful consideration as to how to answer right now?
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
That last one landed just right, sending Dallas over the edge. Her scream was without sound as her body convulsed, her thighs tightening against nothing but air. It might have been an orgasm, but it was one of those exasperating ones that left a girl all needy for more.
“Answer me, Dallas,” Thane demanded, running a single finger along her still covered slit.
There was nothing he wanted more than to make the straps of silk disappear, but he needed to lay down some boundaries. They were newly mated; their bond was far too tenuous to let his mate just wander off without him. Even if they had been mated for a hundred years, he still wouldn’t have let her go.
The women she was going to confront tried to kill her. If she thought he would ever allow her to confront them alone-well, she would just have to learn wouldn’t she? Nothing under the heavens would ever stop him from taking care of what was his, and she was all his.
“Thane, if you don’t get your sweet ass over here and do me now I might have to kill you!”
That’s the Dallas he already loved more than life itself even though he was just beginning to know her. Here she was all tied up and helpless, giving him orders. As much as he would love to oblige, the simple question of who was the man had to be dealt with here.
“I think there is something ye need to be tellin’ me, lass.” There was no way to keep the aching need out of his voice. His balls were drawn up so tight, he was lightheaded. Submission was not in Dallas’ vocabulary, he would never expect her to capitulate that much. But a little give- he had to have that much.
“I am not going anywhere without you!” Dallas spat in his general direction. “Now get your white ass over here! Now!”
With a growl of satisfaction, Thane threw himself at her, making her underwear and binds disappear simultaneously. No sooner than he cover he sweet body than he found himself flat on his back, looking up at the most erotic thing he had ever seen in his life.
Dallas had straddled him so fast, he thought for a second she had been using magic. She grabbed his cock in a firm grip, guiding him to exactly where he wanted to be. With a twist of her hips, she was sinking down on him, her head thrown back, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. Damn, that was sexy. Her breasts rose and fell with her heavy pants. Her nipples all taut and erect. Stunning.
Taking a deep breath, Dallas braced her thighs against Thane’s and dropped her body down on every inch of his gloriously thick, wonderfully long cock. Sweet merciful heaven, nothing had ever felt so damn good! He stretched her so full she wasn’t sure she could contain all of him, but she was going to her best to try. Wiggling to ensure he was firmly planted, she leaned forward, bracing her hands on his wide shoulders. She had to move cautiously at first, sliding back and forth slowly, allowing their combined juices to lubricate them both for easier movement.
Thane snarled beneath her, but allowed her the freedom to work it the way she wanted to. At least, he did at first. When she began to move faster, her hands moving from his shoulders to his chest to give herself better leverage and allow her to sit up, the massive man began to thrash, bucking up so hard his cock reached her cervix, viciously stabbing her g-spot with such force, there was nothing she could do but hold on for the ride as she came over and over again all over his dick.
“Aye, lass,” Thane barked in broken pants, his hands slamming her hips down on him. “Just like that. Come for me, leannan.”
As if she had a choice in the matter. Her body quaked uncontrollably, not stopping even as Thane flipped them over, placing her legs over his shoulder. He was hammering her so hard, so right, she was starting to see stars.
“Are ye ready for me, lass?” he huffed. “I need to come inside ya, lass.”
“Oh, hell yeah!” What a stupid ass question.
With a roar that surely was heard for miles around, he splashed inside her womb, his groin mashing against her clit, sending her into yet another round of hopeless orgasms. Damn, the man was sweet between the sheets.
Snorting with what she supposed was supposed to be laughter, Thane dropped down beside her, pulling her into the warm shelter of his arms. Oops, she forget he could read her thoughts.
As you can read mine, lass.
Too much trouble, Dallas yawned sleepily, never noticing she had answered him mentally. Now go to sleep. We need to catch an early flight to get to the States before Mae and her cow of a daughter.
Thane smiled into her hair. She was learning.
Chapter 9
Dallas tapped her fingers impatiently against the high gleam of the mahogany conference table. Mae and Belle had lost little time. They had apparently decided against reporting her missing the next day after throwing her overboard. Right after dinner, Mae had caused commotion, causing the ship’s captain radio in for help to search for her missing niece.
She had to hand it to the older woman. It had been a smart move. The captain had thought Mae’s niece had probably hooked up with another passenger,. So he had spent the night trying to reassure Mae while sending out a half-hearted search around the ship. When Dallas hadn’t turned up after yet another day, they had called for help. Had Thane not saved her, chances where Dallas would have been dead by then.
Mae and Belle had left the ship immediately, returning to Texas to have Dallas officially declared “Missing” and trying to make a move to take over the estate left to her by her Uncle Mitch. Dallas was sorry she hadn’t witnessed the nasty surprise that she had already taken steps to protect her uncle’s money from his grasping wife. Her lawyer had implicate instructions the estate could not be touched by any family member if she was ever declared missing. Her legacy would be managed by her uncle’s personal accountant unless or until she was legally declared dead.
In the event she did die before having heirs of her own, the money would be divvied up between a select group of charities. Under no circumstances would a dime ever be seen by her dear “Aunt” Mae or her cousin Belle.
Why did yer uncle allow that child to be named Belle? Thane’s gruff voice sounded inside Dallas’ head. There is nothing beautiful about her.
Belle could have lived up to her name. She should have lived up to her name. But with her perpetual pouty sour face, she looked like a prune without the wrinkles. Her figure was full and could have been quite appealing if she didn’t insist on wearing clothing that did not fit her body type. For a full grown woman with curves, she was always trying to squeeze into high name fashions designed for women with no discernable shape at all. As a result she tended to look like a very uncomfortable stuffed sausage.
Stop it! It was incredibly hard to concentrate on the business at hand when he kept cracking on the duo on the other side of the table.
It had ta
ken some doing to convince Thane to go to the proper authorities to take care of Mae and Belle. He had wanted to send them to another dimension to be tortured of all of eternity. As much as Dallas detested the two women, that sounded a bit extreme.
Leannan, they tried to kill you! Thane could not figure his woman out. Despite being able to stare death and danger in the face without blinking, Dallas had a soft heart.
Instead of leaving the next morning as Dallas had wanted, they had taken a week getting to know one another. He had pulled every trick in the book to keep her in the bedroom. Thank the gods his woman was highly responsive. His reasons had been two-fold. He really did want to get to know his intriguing little human better. He also had read her intentions. She really did want to let the proper authorities take care of this despicable woman and her demon spawn. That was not going to happen.
He had had to wait until Dallas was asleep each night before diving into the deep to arrange for a proper sort of punishment. The attempted murder of a selkie’s mate was serious business. They were a dying race of beings. For the Otherworld who had lost so many, such a thing could not be allowed to stand. The council had agreed with Thane wholeheartedly; these two must be made an example to all who dared to mess with the Otherworld. He had no idea who was about to walk through the door of the conference room in which they sat, but he knew they would not be human F.B.I. agents.
As far as Thane was concerned, a mere human jail was too good for the likes of them. Had they succeeded in killing Dallas, he would have been cursed to live a solitary life without a mate. The thought sent a shiver of pure terror down his spine. He could not imagine living a single day without nibbling on those soft lips, or burying himself between those succulent thighs. Stifling a moan, Thane shifted in his seat, trying to hide his growing hard on.
This is not the time or place for that. Dallas had probably meant that to be some kind of rebuke, but Thane detected more than a little desire in her thought. Just to push her buttons, he purposely projected images from last night. How she had looked to him on her knees, legs spread for his pleasure. I mean it, Thane .
