Captivity

by Brenda Trim

  He picked up the pace and started running as she flopped over his shoulder, chuckling every time she attempted to hit him. He heard her flip-flops hit the floor as she kicked her feet, but he didn’t bother retrieving them. She was trying to hurt him, but her actions tickled more than anything. Not that he dared tell her that. Instead, he acted like she was inflicting pain so he could get another round of laughter from her.

  Walking into his suite, he kicked the door closed and marched to the bed, slinging her down on the soft mattress. Her breaths were coming out in pants, and her voluptuous bosom heaved. She was the sexiest creature he had ever laid eyes on and he was about to show his admiration.

  The way Lawson devoured her with his sensual gaze had Liv aching inside. She squirmed on the bed, trying to get comfortable but his scrutiny had her core clenching with need. Liv wanted to discuss some of the topics from dinner but that would have to wait. Right now, she couldn’t think clearly. All she wanted was for him to be inside her.

  “Liv, stand up,” he husked as molten silver perused her body.

  “You’re the one who threw me on the bed.”

  “Stand up,” he said again, more demanding this time.

  Unable to deny him, her body immediately obeyed his command. Scooting to the end of the mattress, she stood up. She could feel the heat pouring from his body. Liv wanted to feel him against her in the worst way but resisted the urge to touch him.

  “Stop biting your lip,” he ordered, staring at her mouth.

  She swallowed hard against his direction but did as he asked. She waited for what would come next, heartbeat racing in anticipation.

  “Take off your top and bra. Now.”

  She immediately did as he asked. Her wet t-shirt was pasted to her skin, thanks to his shenanigans in the kitchen, and it was a relief to remove it. She reached around and unclasped her bra, allowing it to fall to the floor. He stared at her breasts and they puckered under his examination. Her nipples hardened and she couldn’t stop from arching her back, needing contact.

  The curl to his upper lip let her know he didn’t have as much control as he wanted her to believe and she smiled in return.

  “Take off your shorts and panties, Liv. I need to see all of you before I decide where to start.”

  Sounded perfect. Naked was Liv’s goal, too. She reached to the button of her shorts and unzipped them before sliding them down her hips. As sheer panties came into view, Lawson groaned. She loved that he appreciated her figure.

  “Do you like what you see?” she asked, slowly running her hand across her stomach before dipping inside her panties.

  His eyes were fixated on her movements. She inched lower, feeling the wetness between her legs.

  “Take them off,” he croaked, unable to hide his desire.

  Her eyes remained on his as she slipped the fabric down her legs. She slowly stepped away from the garment pooled at her feet, waiting for his next command. Her heart pounded against her chest and her core clenched with need. If he didn’t touch her soon, she was going to combust.

  “Now what?” she asked, and her knees became weak when he began removing his clothing, starting with his t-shirt.

  He had the body of a God. Tall, muscular and dominant in every way. He was the predator and she his prey. Surprisingly, she was more than okay with that. His broad shoulders and sculpted chest rippled with his movement as he reached down to remove his boots and jeans.

  He stood before her in nothing but boxer briefs and her eyes bulged at his erection. She still couldn’t believe that his enormous shaft had been inside her body, but damned if she wasn’t aching to feel it again. She met molten gray eyes and quivered with need.

  “Please, Lawson, I’m dying here,” she confessed.

  He circled her body then came up behind her. She felt his lips at her neck and moaned from the contact. He trailed up to bite her earlobe and she pressed back, needing to feel his hardness against her.

  “So impatient,” he whispered in her ear as his hands traveled up her sides and cupped her breasts.

  She whimpered, arching into his grip while pushing her rear for contact from behind. He responded by pressing his hard length between her cheeks. Wrapping one arm around her chest, he pulled her tight against his body while his other hand cupped her sex.

  “I need you ready for me, Liv. I want to be inside you right now, so I need you wet as possible. Tonight won’t be slow and easy,” he murmured against her cheek.

  All she could do was nod because he grabbed her chin and pulled her mouth toward his as his lips came crashing against hers. His tongue pushed her mouth open as he explored inside. Her knees buckled when his fingers pushed inside her opening, but he held her weight against his body.

  Writhing against his ministrations, she reached up behind her head to lock an arm around his neck, allowing a deeper kiss. He growled when she sucked his lower lip into her mouth. Picking her up, he moved to the bed and laid her down. His body followed, and she spread her legs, making room for his body to position between her. He placed a hand on each of her inner thighs and slid them around to cup her bottom, lifting her up as he poised at her entrance.

  Lawson enjoyed when she touched him, especially when she stroked him as he entered her. Gripping him, she teased the slit of spongy head and he groaned, pre-cum wetting her palm in the process.

  “Take me, Lawson. Now,” she begged, lifting her hips more as she guided him to her body.

  He shoved deep, plunging to the hilt in one swift move and she lost her breath. She thought she was ready, but he was too long and thick. He leaned over her body and with one hand, grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head as he slid in and out of her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist, adjusting to his size and he thrust deeper. He felt so good, and she worked her hips in circles, needing more of him. He obliged by reaching his free hand to pinch and tug her nipple. She cried out, bucking against his body.

  The way he moved inside her while his hand tormented her breast was agonizing and satisfying all at the same time. She wanted him to stop but demanded he continue. She struggled as he held her arms above her head and it fueled her appetite.

  She caught the same glimpse of his wolf as his pupils dilated and the gray turned a solid black. An image of a dark gray wolf came to mind as Lawson dominated her body in every way.

  “Cum for me, Liv. Scream my name,” he urged, and his voice brought her out of the mental fog.

  He moved his hand from her breast to reach between their bodies. His thumb pressed against her clit and she detonated when he swirled over the engorged nub.

  “Yes, Lawson, yes!” she panted as she continued meeting his thrusts.

  Her climax catapulted her into a state of euphoria as stars danced in her vision. Lawson quickly followed, shouting his release. His hot seed jetted inside her womb and then he suddenly released her wrists, wrapping both arms around her body so that their sweaty bodies mashed together.

  As her orgasm waned, she placed both hands on either side of his face to claim his lips. Mouth burning, she craved the kiss that would soothe her fire. But when they met it wasn’t heated and frenzied.

  No. This time, the kiss was slow, deliberate and meaningful. Lawson’s tongue eased inside, exploring tentatively. Liv loved his lips. Soft, full, and firm and she enjoyed the dance their tongues learned together.

  He rolled onto his back, pulling her with him so that she straddled his frame while he remained inside her body. It was slippery and wet where their bodies joined, and she couldn’t help but wiggle her lower body against his. He chuckled, palming her ass and squeezing.

  “Careful or that stick of dynamite may go off again.”

  “Kaboom,” she moaned, clenching her muscle as she started moving her sex up and down his length.

  She would never tire of this man pleasuring her, and she loved that he was ready to go again. He pushed his hips upward, his lip curling upward.

  “I bet you cum before I do,” he challeng
ed as his fingers teased her sensitive folds.

  Liv sat straighter and leaned back to give him better access. When he swirled across the sensitive nub, she began moving her hips against his ministrations.

  “You’re on,” she countered and reached behind, carefully fondling his soft sack before moving further to massage his perineum.

  His responding groan told her she had this one in the bag.

  20

  Lawson lay flat on his back while Liv nestled against his chest. The morning light slowly crept inside the room through a small crack in the curtains. Waking up with her in his arms was even better than falling asleep together. He enjoyed the feel of her hand gently rubbing circles across his flesh. His hand caressed the soft skin on her back. She was so fragile, this human female, and yet she was one of the bravest souls he’d ever met.

  Liv kissed the small patch of hair between his pecs, and he shivered. Every time she kissed that spot, it drove Lawson mad. It was all he could do not to take her again.

  “You have no idea how good that feels. How good you feel here beside me,” Lawson murmured, his hand going from Liv’s back to her hair, running his fingers through the long, silky strands.

  “I think I have some idea. I could lay here for days, maybe more,” Liv answered lazily, and he wondered if she was drifting back to sleep. He had made love to her so many times he’d lost count and he guessed she was sore again.

  “I wish you weren’t going back to work tomorrow. I still don’t have complete confidence in this plan of yours,” he said, placing a finger under her chin and forcing her to meet his gaze.

  Those beautiful green eyes melted him every time. Unaware of the exact moment when it had happened, this female had wormed her way into his heart where no one had ever managed to reach.

  He resisted in the beginning but he didn’t want to fight it anymore. There were a lot of reasons a shifter shouldn’t get involved with a human, but none of them were valid enough to keep him away from her.

  “Have faith. Our plan will work,” Liv said, stroking his cheek with her hand.

  Lawson wished he could believe her but he knew Jim Jensen all too well, and he had a bad feeling about this. It seemed foolish to think that a second attempt was going to be successful. His gut told him this was going to be a disaster and the thought of something happening to Liv had him out of his mind with worry.

  “As soon as I text you tomorrow, you and Bart can head my way. I just hope your dad is okay. Your brother seemed very worried when I talked to him,” she stated.

  “That’s because our dad has a short fuse and when we lose our temper, it’s hard to keep our animal back. I hope dad has kept control,” he replied.

  His dad was the alpha of their town for a reason. The male was lethal, savage even, and no male had challenged his position in over fifty years. Hell, not even his older brother had felt confident that he could win a fight against their father even though he was younger and stronger.

  “Me, too. We both know how Jim can get. And, he doesn’t play fair,” she remarked.

  Yeah, he knew that better than most. He had received countless beatings ordered by Jim. Again, one more reason he didn’t trust this plan of hers.

  “Liv, I don’t think you realize how much you mean to me,” he confessed, and she instantly perked up.

  If she had been on the verge of dozing back to sleep, he had her full attention now. She was so fucking adorable. To him, it was obvious he was crazy about her, yet she seemed doubtful. Maybe she needed to hear the actual words.

  “Do you know that I wanted you from the very first moment I laid eyes on you. You walked into that prison cell and lit up my dark world with your bright green eyes and fiery red hair. Everything was gray until you came along and saved me. And now, when you leave a room, the color fades again. You are my color, Liv. You’re my sunshine,” he declared, stroking a hand across her cheek.

  Her eyes sparkled and a smile beamed across her face.

  “I don’t know what to say. You never stop surprising me, Lawson Scott, with your heartfelt words at times. You fell into my life by accident, and I’m so glad that you did. You think I saved you but the truth is you saved me. I have never felt as alive as I do when I’m with you. You free me,” she confessed, running a hand across his face.

  “I have no idea where this is going, but I know I’m happier than I’ve ever been because of you,” she added and it was his turn to smile.

  He pulled her close, kissing her lips. Her lemony sugar scent fanned his desire like nothing else. He craved the taste of her mouth, her skin, and her sex. He wanted to devour her until she begged for mercy and then devour her all over again. To say he was addicted seemed too mild a term. She was his obsession.

  It didn’t take long before their tender kiss turned passionate and desire flared between them.

  Forcing his lips from hers, Lawson husked, “I know the past few days have been chaotic. As soon as we get my dad and brother here and settle into a routine, I want quality time with you, not just in this bedroom.”

  She lifted an eyebrow as if to question his satisfaction with their sexcapades.

  “No, I’m not complaining if that’s what you’re thinking. I could fuck you for an eternity and it would never be boring. But I want to take you out, go on an actual date,” Lawson stated as his hands explored Liv’s body.

  She had the most luscious curves. She wasn’t petite, and he liked that. He needed a female that he could grab onto and not feel her bones. Skinny females did nothing for him and Liv was perfect.

  “I like the sound of that. Are you a dinner and movie kind of guy or dancing at the club?” she panted, arching into his hand as he palmed her breast.

  Liv was so responsive. Lawson slid his thumb across her pert nipple and she moaned. His cock sprang to life as he rubbed the pebbled texture and pulsed against her thigh with need.

  Groaning, he responded, “I like to do both. And I like to spend time with friends and family or drive out to the middle of nowhere and ravage you under the stars.”

  “Sounds incredible. I think I like the last idea best,” Liv murmured, smiling when she felt Lawson’s erection jerk against her leg. He couldn’t help it. He wanted her again.

  “Then it’s a date. Maybe next weekend,” Lawson conveyed, pulling her leg over his hip so that her hot core aligned with his aching cock.

  “Mmm,” she moaned, “but don’t you think we should join the others for breakfast?” she asked, teasing him by rubbing against his shaft.

  “Yes, definitely need breakfast and then we’ll spend the day with my mom and sisters. I’d like you to get to know them better. But first I want to fuck you, and then I want to shower together so I can fuck you again,” he whispered against her mouth, nipping her lower lip.

  “Please,” she mewled.

  What choice did he have? He was a male of his word if nothing else.

  Liv was on cloud nine as she pulled her Jeep into the parking lot of PRL. Still floating from the best weekend of her life, she couldn’t wipe the smile from her face. Lawson had showered her with affection and devotion, even around his family.

  Lawson wasn’t shy about his feelings for her, and his family seemed genuinely happy about it. His mom was incredible and instantly won Liv’s respect. She had a heart of gold and was a huge reason Lawson was so kind and caring.

  Putting on her game face, she noticed Jim’s car a few spaces over, which was good. It was later in the day and she had hoped he hadn’t left yet. She planned on arriving much earlier, but Lawson had insisted on pleasuring her several times before she left and then she had the long drive from Hollow Rock.

  She objected to his demands at first but there was only so much a girl could fight, and multiple orgasms from a sexy shifter didn’t make the list.

  Trying to focus on the task at hand, Liv exited her vehicle and walked towards the entrance of the building. If everything went as she envisioned, she would slip into Jim’s office and grab his entr
y card, leaving before he noticed she was there. And then, as soon as the employees left for the day she could slip into the lab and free anyone inside.

  Yep, sounded simple enough. What could possibly go wrong, Liv asked herself. Oh, anything and everything! her mind screamed in response.

  Walking down the hall to her lab, she was glad to see Staci busy at work. Their paths hadn’t crossed lately and it would be refreshing to catch up with her co-worker.

  “Hey, Jones, how goes it? Been a while,” she said by way of greeting as she put her handbag down and slipped into her lab coat.

  “What’s up, lady? I thought maybe you’d skipped town on us. I was here working over the weekend and couldn’t believe you weren’t here and then you weren’t here most of today. Any chance there’s a new man in your life?” she asked, smiling mischievously.

  Staci was a divorced, single mom and the two of them had a running bet when it came to men. If it went past three dates, it became a serious debate about upcoming engagement plans.

  She couldn’t stop the smile from spreading when Staci mentioned new man. God, if she only knew. They usually shared intimate details with one another, but she couldn’t go there about Lawson.

  One, she assumed Staci knew nothing about Jim’s extracurricular activities in the other lab, and two, she wasn’t sure of Staci’s position on getting involved with a shifter. They hadn’t discussed the topic, and Liv wasn’t about to bring it up now.

  “Well…maybe. It’s nothing serious, but let’s just say I can barely walk after the weekend I just had. Sorry I’m late today,” Liv relayed, laughing when Staci reached up with a hand in the air, seeking a high-five.

  “Hey, if that’s the reason you’re late, more power to you. Wish I was sore. My best offer this weekend came from the little old man who lives next door. He brought me homemade chocolate chip cookies,” she chortled, then added, “although they were pretty orgasmic.”