by Maia Dylan
Fiona didn’t want to think about what might have happened if they had hit that IED head-on. She held that deep within her for the time being. This moment was about Travis and what he needed. She would get to her fears later.
“We called him Mac, and he was damn young, had a girlfriend back home and a whole life planned when he took over his family’s ranch. That was all blown to hell and back when we hit the IED. Everything I tried to do, every ounce of training that I had, wasn’t able to help him. He died on the side of a road in a godforsaken country and his last words were about wanting to go home. In that moment, I knew. Everything good in this life starts and ends with home.
“I was halfway around the world, a man that I had only just met but had started to really like dying in my arms, and I realized that I was not where I was meant to be. So I came home. I dream about that moment a lot. Sometimes I wake up filled with relief, but sometimes I’m filled with shame because I did leave. How many men died because I came home?”
Fiona looked at the man beside her who, along with his twin brother, had become the most important person in her life, and knew that her next words would dictate how Travis would view this dream from now on. If she said the wrong thing then he may be plagued with this dream and shame for the rest of his life. Say the right thing, and he might see that not everything in life could be controlled. She opted to say things her way.
“Travis, from what you’ve told me just now, and I am sure you have a whole truckload of similar stories you could tell me that would illustrate the hideousness of war and what it does to the men who fight in it, but I do have one question.” She spoke gently and slid her hand beneath his jaw to lift his head so that he had to look her in the eye.
“At what point in your life did you decide you were God?” She watched his eyes narrow in confusion. “Baby, we can only control our own actions and not the actions of others. Everything you did over there had a purpose and resulted in saving lives, because that’s what you do. Now that you’ve come home, you’re doing the same thing for the people of Freedom Springs, and need I remind you that you are in a battle to save the Earth from carnage and chaos with yours truly?”
Travis chuckled and Fiona felt her heart turn over.
“And in terms of having a purpose and something worth living for? Hell, Travis, I figure that what you, Cole and I have is worth everything we have had to live through and endure to get to this point where we’re together. Right?”
Travis slid off the bed, and then turned to kneel between her legs, the move putting them eye-to-eye. “Right. All of that and more. Lovely, please know that I don’t regret coming back for one fucking second. As far as I’m concerned, coming back here was the best damn decision I have ever made in my life, because I found my place in this world. I’m not talking about Freedoms Springs, or my family or this house. I’m talking about you. For me and Cole, our place in this world is wherever you are.”
Fiona’s eyes filled. Damn, he was really good at making her turn to goo. He leaned in and pressed his mouth to hers in a tender kiss, which was nice and all, but she needed a little more. She wrapped her arms up around his shoulders, tilted her head and then moved to take over the kiss and ramp up the heat level.
Travis let her for a few moments, and then he reached up to gently cup the back of her head and held her still for his mouth. His kiss had her melting against him and lifting her legs to wrap around his hips. The only thing separating her heat from his hardness was the cotton of the panties she still insisted on wearing to bed. Not that she kept them on for long!
Travis pulled back and nipped her bottom lip. She gasped at the slight sting that turned into a moan when he ran his tongue over her lip to sooth the sting. He pressed his forehead against hers and she drowned in the dark emotions swirling within his eyes. “Damn, Fiona, kissing you is so fucking addictive, but I gotta get my mouth on other delicious parts of you.”
Fiona felt her pussy leak at the thought of what he had in mind. She had discovered that she loved oral sex, the getting and the giving. Slowly and with as much wantonness as she could muster, she reached down and drew his T-shirt that she was wearing as a sleep shirt up and over her head. “I’ll tell you what, baby.” Fiona’s voice was so filled with desire that she almost didn’t recognize it as her own. “Let’s pleasure each other and the person who makes the other come first gets to choose who goes on top.”
She watched as a wicked grin swept across his handsome face. “You’re on, sweetheart! I’d say you were going down, but even I think that sounds like a cheesy line straight out of a B-grade porn movie.”
Fiona giggled as she wriggled back onto the center of the bed. Still grinning, he threw himself down beside her and lifted her so that she straddled his head, placing his mouth just inches from her pussy and putting his rapidly hardening cock right where she wanted him. Grabbing him from the base, she swept her hand firmly from root to tip, exulting in his groan of pleasure, then she dropped her head, determined to win this bet!
* * * *
“Damn, lovely!” Travis groaned as he pulsed his hips toward her mouth, driving him a little further into the hot, wet cavern of her mouth. “You are so damn good at that! Your talented little tongue makes me so damn insane.” Steeling his will and determined to give winning this bet his best damn shot—heh, shot—he looked up at the most beautiful sight in the world, and concentrated on rocking her world.
Wrapping his arms under and around her thighs, he gently urged her down so that she arched her back and placed her exquisite pussy in just the right place. Flattening his tongue, he swept it across her clit and delighted in her shudder and moan. He opened his mouth and whirled his tongue through the juices that flowed from her pussy and filled his mouth almost to overflowing.
She began to bob her head over his cock, swallowing more and more as she went, that tongue keeping up a constant movement that had him tightening his hands on her thighs. He could feel his orgasm racing towards him, but could tell from the tightening of her thighs and the quivering of her pussy that Fiona was on the verge of flying off the abyss and into mindless pleasure as well. Travis slid the index finger of his right hand into her pussy, grinning when she started to rock back on it, coating his fingers in her hot cream, just as he planned.
Fighting off his orgasm with everything he had, he withdrew his finger, slid it around her back entrance, then gently began to push inside her. She froze and he would have stopped, thinking he had hurt her, but he felt her body start to shake with a powerful release. Fuck, she must really love having her ass played with. That bode well for their future. Then he simply lost the ability to think coherently as she swallowed around him and he couldn’t hold back any longer.
Never taking his mouth from her, he shook with his own release and pumped his hips into her mouth. She never lost her rhythm and never took her mouth away from him, taking every drop he had to give her until they both lay gasping for breath.
“Holy shit, Fiona,” Travis grunted. “That was the hottest damn thing.”
“Hmmm, it really was.” Fiona rolled off him and gave a stretch that had her thrusting her breasts upwards and his cock twitching. Jesus, he had just come harder than he ever had, and would have expected a little downtime, but apparently, with his mate, there was no such thing as recovery time. He leaned up onto his left elbow, then rubbed his right hand over her perfect breasts. She shivered and sat up to look at him. Her smile was pure vixen, and he watched as her eyes darkened with pleasure.
“As much as it pains me to say it, I think I lost that round.” She moved so that she lay facing him, up on one elbow, mirroring his position. “So, where do ya want me?”
Travis grinned at her, knowing she was exactly where he wanted her. He reached out and gripped her behind the thigh, gently tugging until she wrapped her leg over his hips, then he rolled onto his back, taking her with him so that she sat straddling his hips. She pushed up until she was sitting astride him.
“Ride me F
iona, take me into that sweet body of yours and ride me hard.” His voice was harsh, and his heart beat wildly. He looked down to watch as she gripped the base of his dick, moved him into position and then slid down on top of him. “Jesus, watching your beautiful pussy take me in is such a fucking turn-on.”
“Seeing your face fill with heat and desire”—Fiona’s voice came on a whisper—“turns me on just as much, babe. Now, let’s see if I can’t remember those horse riding lessons you and Cole have been giving me.” Then she began to move on him, slowly at first, but gaining in speed.
She quickly fell into a rhythm that had him biting his lip as pleasure shot through him. She put this twist in her hips each time her hips met his and he groaned at the feel of her working herself against him, taking what she needed to reach her own pinnacle.
All too soon, he was clutching at the bedsheets, knowing that he was about to come and this pleasure would come to an explosive end. Fiona was now riding him hard and fast, and he watched through hooded eyes as a beautiful red heat rose up her chest and into her face, signaling that she was going to come, too.
Reaching down, he pressed his finger to her clit and enjoyed the view of her throwing her head back and screaming in pleasure for a full three seconds before he joined her, roaring her name to the room.
* * * *
“Come on, beautiful, open those beautiful eyes for me.” Fiona wrinkled her nose, trying to ignore the fact that Cole was currently basically lying over the top of her and pressing kisses to her face.
“No,” she grumbled and tried to roll over onto her side, but couldn’t due to the fact that Cole basically had her pressed between him and the mattress with nowhere to go. Not that the desire to do so was all that overwhelming.
“Come on, Fi, I haven’t seen you in almost thirty-six hours! I’ve missed you. Wake up and I’ll make it worth your while.” Cole’s voice turned cajoling and she felt him move slightly, then a heavenly buttery, pastry-of-the-gods-like smell filled the air and she inhaled deeply to take it in, her mouth watering.
Her eyes cracked open, and she glared at the grinning fool who held nirvana in his hands. “Is that a bag of Frieda’s homemade apple-and-cinnamon Danish?”
Cole’s grin widened. “Uh-huh.”
“And they’re all mine?”
“Uh-huh.”
“And I don’t have to share?”
“Nah-uh.”
“Then I forgive you for being stupid enough to wake me at some ungodly hour of the morning. Gimmie!” Fiona grabbed the bag, wriggled out from underneath Cole and sat back against the headboard, moaning with pleasure at the first bite of pastry-filled delight.
“I have some good news.” Cole snuggled closer to her and Fiona worked on inhaling her second Danish. “Ariana should be here by the end of the day.”
“Awesome sauce!” Fiona mumbled around the last part of her Danish. “Imagine how kick-ass we’ll be with three Elementals. The prophecy is going down, and the good thing is that I’ll be able to get back to sleep until a more reasonable hour so I’m not cranky when she arrives.”
“You do realize it’s almost nine-thirty in the morning, right?” Cole grinned at her, and Fiona rolled her eyes as she finished off her Danish, licking her lips to get the last crumb. A groan coming from her mate had her grinning.
“Something you need, Cole?” Fiona murmured, tilting her head and giving him as coquettish a look as possible. Cole reached up and clasped a hand behind her neck, a move that both he and Travis seemed to favor. Then he gently pulled her forward until she could feel the heat of his breath on her lips and smell the minty toothpaste he had used after his shower.
“Hell yeah, baby,” he murmured, and she shivered when his lips grazed hers. “I need to love on you for a little bit.” Then he slammed his mouth against hers. He claimed her mouth with a thrust of his tongue and she moved so she lay beside him and could wrap her arms around his neck, melting against him. He pulled back a little to stare intently into her eyes, and Fiona swallowed at the emotion swirling in his gray eyes.
“I’ve dreamed of you all my life, Fiona, but my wildest dreams could never do you justice. You are so damn beautiful you make my heart ache.” He pressed a sweet kiss to her lips and Fiona felt her heart turn over at his words.
Gently sipping at her lips and driving up her desire and arousal, Cole slowly drew Travis’s shirt up and over her body. When she was free of it, she lay there watching his eyes darken as they swept her naked body. “You have no idea how fucking hot you are,” he murmured as he trailed the back of his hand down between her breasts to settle on her tummy. Then, he turned his head to look at her. “You are absolutely stunning. Perfect for us in every way.”
Fiona leaned up and took his mouth, reveling in his moan of delight and drawing him down on top of her. As they kissed, tangling their tongues together and wrestling in an all-too-sexy way for control of the kiss, she felt Cole’s hand slide down to her hip, slide around and squeeze her ass. Moaning, she rotated her hips against him, lifting her leg over his hip so that she could slide her pussy against his hardness, separated by the thin cotton of his boxers.
“Fuck, baby, that feels so damn good,” Cole murmured, and she felt him shudder against her. “I need to get my mouth on you, Fi. I love the way you taste.” Cole slid slowly down her body, making her moan as he nipped and licked his way down her body. When he lifted her left leg and placed it over his shoulder, she shivered as his breath washed over her sensitive pussy.
“Baby, I haven’t seen every pussy in the world, but I would put money on the fact that you have the prettiest damn pussy in the whole fucking world!”
Fiona laughed breathlessly, which turned quickly into a yelp as Cole placed his mouth directly on her clit and sucked.
“Oh Jesus, Cole!” Fiona shouted as Cole pressed two fingers deep inside her and flicked his tongue against her clit, driving her pleasure to breaking point faster than she thought possible. She spread her legs wide and let Cole have his way until she was whining and moaning, writhing against the mattress in abandon.
The size and sheer force of her approaching orgasm was almost frightening, but it didn’t stop her from reaching for it with both hands, and as it crashed down upon her, she threw her hands down to cradle Cole’s head as she screamed his name, uncontrollably rolling her hips into his mouth.
Fiona thought she might have passed out for a moment after that because the next thing she knew, Cole was laying beneath her, gently sliding his hands up and down her back, and she was snuggled into his chest.
“Hmmmmm, you are too damn good at that, and are going to have to tone things down a little,” she murmured as she lifted her head to look him in the eye, loving the feel of his laugh as it rumbled in his chest.
“Why in the hell would you want me to do that?” Cole’s smug grin made her eyes narrow and her mind turn to driving him as crazy has he had her. Pushing up a little, she felt the hard proof of his desire for her pressing her, and she watched as his eyes glazed with desire.
“Because”—the sultry note in her voice surprised her as she had never heard it before—“you make me come too damn fast, and I was really enjoying what you were doing, and I have a feeling that you are really going to enjoy this.”
Then she started to grind her hips against him. She loved the way he arched his back and thrust his hips up against her with a shout. She moaned as she rubbed her now-tingling girly bits back and forward along his stiffening cock, feeling her desire start to build again despite it only being minutes since she had come so hard she had passed out for a moment.
“Fuck!” Cole shouted through gritted teeth. “Damn baby, that feels fucking fantastic, but you have to stop. Getting my mouth on you and feeling you come against my tongue just about had me coming like a goddamn untried teenage boy.”
Fiona squealed as he lurched up and suddenly rolled so that he was above her with his weight pressing her into the mattress. “But I gotta tell you, baby”—he looked i
nto her eyes and Fiona felt herself drowning in the emotion swirling within their depths—“I feel so much for you, my heart is simply filled with you. I have very specific plans for the hard-on I have right now, and these plans involve you on your hands and knees, with me pounding into you from behind and buried balls-deep. You on board with that?”
Fiona’s pussy clenched and she felt the warm slide of liquid pooling within her at the image he created. “Hell yeah, wolf boy. Let’s get right to that!” He grinned at her as he pulled back and tugged her gently to the edge of the bed. She rolled up onto her knees and looked at him over his shoulder with a grin. “Well, are you up to putting your cock where your mouth was?”
“Awwww, babe.” Cole groaned as he rolled his eyes at her. “We have really got to work on your sense of humor.” Fiona giggled and placed her hands on her arms, wriggling her ass at him enticingly.
She froze when she felt his hand sliding over her ass, his fingers sliding down the crack of her back entrance and into her pussy. “One day, and one day fucking soon, I am going to be in this ass of yours, baby.” She felt Cole sliding his fingers through her now-dripping pussy and using her own cream to rub against her back entrance.
She gasped at the feel of his fingers sliding against the sensitive ring of flesh around her back entrance. Her men had touched her there before, and every time they did, she experienced the same shock at the pleasure it sparked within her.
“And from that delightful little shiver and sigh you just gave,” Cole said softly, his voice filled with desire, “I am pretty fucking sure you like that idea, baby.” Fiona leaned forward and buried her face against her arm, and she felt the heat that had risen in her cheeks at his words.
She grinned when Cole moaned, “Damn.” She knew exactly what he was seeing. With her back arched the way it was, she knew that he had the perfect view of her pussy in all its glistening glory. She gasped when she felt him rub the blunt head of his cock against her, and as he pressed inside her, they both moaned at the feeling.
