Jake's Angel [Cowboy Mates, Psychic Connections 4] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Lynnette Bernard

  Jake kissed his way up Claire’s body, never stopping his circling of Claire’s sweet pucker. He had wicked plans for it later—once he had loved Claire into sweet unconsciousness.

  “I’m going to love you so good, angel,” Jake whispered against the side of her face. “Are you ready for that?”

  “I’m going to love you so good, Jake,” Claire told him with determination, smiling when she heard Jake chuckle against the back of her neck.

  She felt him brush her hair aside and kiss the nape of her neck, loving him even more for loving the mating mark. His actions showed her how much he valued their mating.

  Jake turned Claire over so that she was lying comfortably on her back. He hovered above her, looking down at her and smiling. She was so beautiful.

  “Hello, Mate,” he whispered, taking a soft kiss from her lips.

  “Hello, Mate,” Claire said softly, wrapping her arms around Jake’s neck and kissing him gently. “I love you.” Her words were whispered against his lips. She could feel his smile.

  He pulled away from her and eased off the bed. Claire watched him silently as he pushed down his jeans and black boxer briefs and stepped out of them. When he stood before her completely naked, she felt her body clench with need. He was tall, filled with muscle, and completely aroused. His cock was thick and long, and a pool of moisture was beading at the tip. Claire wanted to lick that moisture away and swallow the unique taste of him. Everything about her man made her need. He was a handsome combination of ruggedness and tenderness. But what really affected her was the look of complete love in his eyes as he looked at her.

  “I love you, Claire,” he whispered, standing beside the bed and looking down at her as she waited for him.

  “You’d better,” Claire told him, loving the smile that he gave her at her response.

  He knelt on the bed so that he was settled between her legs, spreading them wide and easing forward to lift them over his shoulders. He pushed at them so that her hips were lifted off the bed and her sweet bottom was presented to him deliciously. He lowered his head and licked through her folds, humming in appreciation at the taste of her juices that were already dripping from her sweet channel.

  Pressing his nose through the swollen folds, he opened her up just enough to search for her engorged button. He loved how her body readied itself for him and searched for release. He wasn’t going to disappoint her.

  He latched on to her clit and sucked, flicking it with his tongue. Claire started whimpering and trying to move her hips, but he kept her still with his hands beneath her thighs. He increased the speed of his tongue and sucked harder, smiling against Claire’s sweet pussy as a wealth of juices escaped her. He loved the taste and the scent of her. Soon, he would be buried deep inside of her and filling her with his seed.

  Claire reached down and gripped his hair, unsure whether she should pull him closer or push him away. The feelings coiling within her were building with such intensity, she was afraid she wouldn’t survive the explosion of pleasure. She couldn’t speak. She could only moan and whimper as Jake did incredible things to her body.

  Just when she thought she might pass out from the build-up of pleasure, she arched her body and cried out as her orgasm burst through her body, filling every inch of her with pulses of pleasure. Her entire nervous system shorted out as she lost control of her reflexes. She had never experienced such pleasure.

  Jake felt Claire shatter and dropped her legs, reaching down to grip his cock and place it at her entrance. He pushed inside of her in one smooth thrust, moaning as he felt her orgasm rippling around his shaft. He held still and gathered Claire tightly within his arms as she lost herself to the pleasure that he gave her.

  Claire felt Jake deep inside of her. She loved how he filled her. She loved the way her body stretched to accommodate him. She loved the heat of him. She loved him being a part of her.

  “Jake,” she whispered as her ability to speak came back to her. “I thought you were a wonderful lover when we made love before, but this was amazing.”

  Jake laughed softly against the side of her neck, kissing it gently before biting down on her shoulder and sucking up a mark to show his ownership of her. “I’m just getting started, angel,” he told her, pumping his hips slightly and drawing a gasp from her.

  Reaching above the pillows, he grabbed for the box that Claire had given him, pushed off the lid, and pulled out the red scarves. The blindfold would be saved for another day. He took the first scarf and tied it loosely around Claire’s left wrist then secured it to the carved, open section of the headboard.

  He moved his hips and drew out of Claire’s body, smiling as she whimpered at the loss of him. Before she could become upset, he pressed forward once again and buried himself deeply within her. Taking her right hand in his, he kissed her wrist before tying it securely to the headboard and tugging at both scarves until Claire’s arms were raised above her head and were completely immobilized. He looked down at Claire for any sign of panic. There was none.

  “Are you okay with this, angel?” he asked her gently, ready to release her in an instant if she showed any sign of distress or fear.

  The gentle smile that Claire gave him soothed his worry. When she tipped her hips to encourage his movement, he didn’t disappoint her. Pressing deep and pulling out once again, he began a gentle rhythm that made both of them groan with pleasure. He pressed deeper with each inward thrust, the pleasure of filling his woman was the greatest pleasure he had ever been given.

  “I love you, my angel,” he whispered as he pumped into her slowly, bringing her with him toward the edge of release. “You’re the most beautiful gift I’ve ever received.”

  “Jake,” Claire whispered. “It’s so good.”

  “What is, baby?”

  “Loving you.”

  Jake kissed her then, pouring his entire heart and soul into the connection of his lips against hers. He shared with her his feelings, his dreams, and his devotion. There would never be anything or anyone allowed to come between them. They were mated. They were in love. They were destined to be together and create a loving family.

  Easing up onto his hands as he placed them on either side of Claire’s shoulders, he sped up his movements, determined to make Claire come one more time before he found his own release. He tipped his hips and slid his thighs beneath Claire’s legs to angle her just right so that his pubic bone rubbed against her clit and his cock dragged across her G-spot with each movement he made. When he heard Claire gasp, he knew he was successful. He would not reach for his own release until he gave his woman pleasure.

  Claire keened her release, her body clamping down on his shaft. Her internal muscles rippled with her orgasm, stroking and pulling on Jake’s cock and tightening so that the smallest movement was nearly impossible.

  Jake pressed deep, growling against Claire’s neck as his body exploded with pleasure. He held tight against her as his seed released inside of her in great pulses, filling her, claiming her, and loving her.

  Claire’s body shook beneath his as her entire being rippled with the pleasure that he gave her. She felt the pulsing of his cock deep inside of her and the warmth of his seed filling her. She loved the way he held her, and she loved the way he restrained her and took control. She was able to think about nothing and worry about nothing. She was free to do nothing but enjoy the pleasure that his love gave her. It was glorious.

  She closed her eyes and sighed as the pleasure slowly ebbed, her heart slowed, and her breathing became less labored. She felt Jake untying her hands and rubbing her arms to ease the stiffness from being in that position for so long. Her discomfort faded quickly under Jake’s strong hands. His touch was wonderful. Claire melted under his ministrations, and she relaxed completely.

  She felt the ache Jake was experiencing in his leg and reached out to touch his thigh lightly. She prayed to the Great Spirit for help so that she might heal her mate. She concentrated on the pain he was feeling and directed her focus
on it. She could feel his pain easing as the warmth of her hand massaged his thigh slowly. She made a promise to herself to do this for him every day of their life together. She would be sure to ease his pain and show him her love each and every day.

  She felt him moving her and was content to be placed however he wanted her, smiling when he cuddled her against his chest and lifted her legs to drape them over his hip.

  The last thing she remembered before she drifted off to sleep was Jake kissing her forehead and whispering how much he loved her. She was too tired and too sated to answer him. Instead, she rested her hand over the tattoo on his chest and sent him all the love that she had for him.

  “I know, angel,” he whispered softly. “I can feel everything that you’re feeling. Thank you for sharing your ability with me. I like knowing what you’re thinking and feeling.”

  Claire closed her eyes and breathed in the scent of her man. To be able to sleep in his arms for the rest of her life was more than she could have ever imagined as her future.

  “I love you, Jake McKade,” she whispered as sleep took her.

  “I love you, angel,” he told her, smiling when her body relaxed against his and her soft, deep breathing filled their bedroom.

  He held her tightly, never wanting to let her out of his embrace. He closed his eyes and said a silent prayer that this woman, this wonderful woman, would never be taken from him. He wouldn’t survive if he lost her.

  Maybe, just maybe, he would finally be able to keep someone that he loved.

  Chapter 17

  Claire wrapped the large beige bath towel around her body and tucked it beneath her arm. Brushing her wet hair quickly, she looked at her reflection in the mirror and couldn’t help but smile at the satisfied woman who looked back at her. Mating with Jake was the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to her.

  Leaving the bathroom, she walked into the darkened bedroom that she and Jake now shared. Stepping up beside the bed, she looked down at the sleeping man. Despite his state of slumber, he still displayed such power and control. She loved that he shared that with her. When he did, she felt so relaxed and loved. He was more than her shield from the world. He was her pathway to love.

  Looking at his handsome face, she reached out and brushed the lock of black hair that fell across his forehead. She ran her hand along his cheek, caressing it lightly. She loved the way he turned into her touch. She loved the soft sigh that escaped him. She was thankful that she gave him some measure of peace even as he slept.

  The white sheet that covered him that rested just below his chest was a stark contrast against his tanned skin. She couldn’t resist touching him. She needed the connection.

  She placed her hand over Jake’s heart, covering the tattoo of herself as his angel. She smiled as she looked at her image. To be seen in that way by the man she loved was overwhelming. She just hoped that she could live up to his perception of her.

  “Claire, you don’t have to try to live up to anything,” Jake told her quietly, reaching up and covering Claire’s hand as it rested against his chest. “You watch over me and give me comfort. I call you my angel because you bring light into my life. Before I met you I was surrounded by pain and darkness.”

  “Jake,” Claire whispered, leaning forward and lying across his chest so she could rest her head on his shoulder. “You must be my angel, because you’ve taken away the pain and darkness in my life, too. My mother and sister kept me surrounded by it. I never felt joy. I never felt peace. I certainly never felt love.”

  “Claire,” Jake whispered, wrapping his arms around Claire’s back and holding her firmly against him.

  Claire laughed softly, kissing Jake’s neck and nuzzling against him. “I feel all of that now, Jake. Because of you.”

  Jake drew her up so that she lay on top of him. He framed her face with his hands and smiled up at her. “You know what I think, angel?” he whispered.

  “What?”

  “I think I’m the most blessed man in the world to have you as my mate,” Jake whispered. “If I give you any peace or happiness, I’m thankful because you deserve that and so much more.”

  Claire smiled as she took the kiss that she’d been dying to take from the moment she had woken up that morning. Jake’s lips were warm and gentle beneath hers. He tasted her, teased her, and smiled against her. What a nice kiss to start her day with.

  “I have to go and make breakfast,” she whispered. “So, this is going to be fast.”

  “What is?”

  Before Jake could question Claire further, his woman slid down his body, dragging the sheet with her. When she gripped his hard shaft and licked up the length, he couldn’t help but moan in appreciation. For the first time in his life, words failed him. How could he think or speak when Claire was doing wicked things to his cock?

  Claire kissed her way up Jake’s shaft, sucking gently as she tenderly made her way to the broad head. Pointing her tongue, she pressed against the small opening and wiggled it. Jake moaned and reached down to grip her hair. She smiled. It was good to make him feel such pleasure that he lost his ability to speak. She wasn’t through with him yet.

  Opening her mouth, she pressed down and engulfed the head, sucking firmly and pulling back then repeating the process. Jake’s taste was a combination of salty and sweet. She was already addicted. Gripping his shaft at the base with one hand and his sac with the other, she concentrated her efforts to drive her mate wild. Humming as she pressed as deeply as she dared, she swallowed as best she could, glad that her hand acted as a buffer when Jake’s hips shot up and his hands gripped her hair tighter.

  Opening her mouth as wide as she could, she licked the underside of his shaft as she pulled back, sucking his hot flesh as she went. She repeated the process over and over again, listening to the quick breathing of her man and knowing that Jake was close to coming.

  “Claire, you need to pull off. I’m going to come,” Jake warned her, tugging on her hair to pull her away.

  Claire hung on tighter. She wanted this. She wanted to taste him. She wanted this added intimacy. Pushing his hands away, she pressed down the length of his shaft as far as she could go. She felt Jake’s sac pull up tight against his body. In the blink of an eye, his shaft pulsed over and over again, filling her mouth with his warm seed.

  She swallowed quickly, but Jake’s seed filled her mouth to overflowing and dribbled out as she tried desperately to contain the life fluid and drink it down. She heard Jake’s low groan and smiled. She tried not to smile too wide. She wanted to contain the warmth of his release and swallowed, humming with satisfaction because she didn’t lose a drop of it.

  When she felt the pulsing stop, she eased off his shaft, licking at it gently and cleaning the last bit of seed from the tip. Kissing the head one last time, she traveled kisses up Jake’s groin, over his stomach, and across his chest to kiss the beautiful tattoo, licking and sucking at his nipples on her way to worship the column of his throat. When she reached his lips, she pressed against him and held on as he devoured her with such passion, she was unable to do anything except hang on and enjoy it.

  Looking down at him, she hesitated, wondering if he was satisfied with what she had done and concerned that he might be unhappy that she had taken control. She was relieved to see the expression of adoration that was clearly displayed on his face. She felt his soul touching hers. She felt his caring. She felt his love.

  Jake reached up and gathered the drop of semen at the corner of her mouth with the pad of his thumb. He held it away from her mouth and smiled at her. Claire took careful hold of his hand and drew it close. She licked the seed from his thumb before drawing it into her mouth and sucking on it lightly.

  “You’re very bold, Claire,” Jake said firmly. “I told you to pull off, but you ignored me. I will not tolerate your disobedience.”

  “Yes, sir,” Claire said softly, looking at him without the least bit of apology.

  “Are you mocking me, angel?”

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p; “No, sir,” Claire answered, smiling at him. “I would never mock you.”

  “Then what is it you are doing, Claire?”

  “Loving you, sir,” she whispered, smiling at the flash of desire that shown in Jake’s eyes. “I can’t help it, you know. You’re very easy to love.”

  She pulled from his arms, laughing softly as Jake refused to release his hold on the towel that she was wearing. She stood on the side of the bed completely naked. Jake sat up and reached for her, but she took a step away from him.

  “You need to get yourself out of bed, cowboy,” she told him as she reached out to caress his cheek lightly. She squealed with surprise when Jake grabbed for her and pulled her down to sit on his lap. “Jake, you’re fresh.” She giggled softly when she saw the wide smile on his face.

  “I have to say, I haven’t been called fresh since I was a kid of ten,” he said thoughtfully.

  “Well, you are fresh,” Claire insisted. “I like it.”

  Jake looked down at her and felt his heart racing. “I’m glad, darlin’.” He reached down and slid his hand between her legs. “Open up for me, angel.”

  Claire spread her legs without hesitation. She watched Jake, looking into the beautiful blue of his eyes as he watched her. His hand slid between her legs, and his fingers spread her lower lips gently. He could feel how they were swollen from their lovemaking and was careful not to cause her any discomfort. Slipping his middle finger between the warmth of her folds, he growled softly as he felt the warmth and the wetness that greeted him.

  “You’re wet, angel,” he whispered. “It seems that you enjoyed sucking my cock.”

  Claire blushed prettily, making Jake smile at her innocence. She was the perfect combination of innocence and temptress. He loved it.

  He pressed deep inside of her, starting a rhythm of push and retreat. He gathered her wetness onto the pad of his thumb and made small circles around her clit. He watched Claire’s face as her eyes dilated with passion. He worked her body gently, determined to have her achieve her orgasm, but also determined not to hurt her tender folds.