by Briers, M L
“I promise.” He lifted his head to look down on her. He instinctively knew that she wasn’t lying to him. The beat of her heart was still fast from desire, but it didn’t jump or spike. Her eyes didn’t flare on the guilt of a lie as she looked up at him.
Lucas rolled away from her in the bed and she made no effort to move away as he sat on the edge of the bed, his back to her.
“You are mine.” He offered those words as a statement of fact, not a claiming, or to hammer home a point.
“I am.” She agreed in much the same way. Lucas pulled himself to his feet and strolled towards the bedroom door. Without looking back at her he pulled open the door and closed it behind him.
Shannon rolled over onto her side on the bed and slowly let her shields drop. The wave of excitement that flowed through her body didn’t dissipate just because he wasn’t touching her anymore. He was like the proverbial door that you couldn’t shut once the horse had bolted. He was already a part of her and her shields would only work so far before she wouldn’t be able to deny him anymore.
Julius cocked an eyebrow at Lucas as he strolled back into the living room.
“I take it she is staying put.” Julius chuckled to himself as Lucas reached for the scotch and poured them both a glass.
“She promised me she would.” Lucas turned and strolled towards the older man, holding out the glass for him to take.
“A promise from Shannon is like a mate’s bond. It won’t be broken even if the sky fell.” Julius nodded his thanks for the scotch as Lucas settled himself in the armchair next to the old man. His mind was still full of Shannon.
“Good to know.” Lucas took a long drink and felt it burn all the way down, and damn did he need that.
“But a word of caution, Lucas.” Julius waited once more for the other Alpha to solicit his advice, and when Lucas turned his eyes on the old man, he nodded his head and Julius took a moment to consider his words.
“You know when you get a contract and before you sign on the dotted line you read the small print?” He turned his eyes to Lucas then, a glint of amusement resigned within the old man’s eye as it fired in his soul. He knew his daughter well, maybe a little too well.
“I do.”
“Well, with the Fae they are very careful to word things in a specific nature. It has to do with their cautious nature, be careful what you wish for type thing. So with Shannon, be mindful to listen to what it is she is offering you, exactly.”
Lucas felt his heart jump a beat within him, his suspicious nature firing deep within as he thought back to what he had made her promise.
“Promise me you won’t leave here tonight…” Lucas spoke the words aloud and Julius nodded his head.
“Hmm, then you can take that as the time between sunset and sunrise, or from six pm to six am.”
“Sneaky little…” Lucas bit out and Julius gave a low chuckle.
Lucas turned his eyes up towards the ceiling as though he could actually glare at her through the plasterboard and wood.
“She’s Fae, Alpha, you need to remember that. It’s as much in her blood as Lycan is to us.”
“Tell me more, Alpha. I think I’m going to need a heads up where my little mate is concerned.”
Shannon didn’t need to set her alarm clock to be up and ready for the sunrise when it broke through the treetops. She had spent most of the night tossing and turning in her bed.
It wasn’t that she missed her home. She hadn’t been there long enough to class it as home yet. It wasn’t even that the mattress was uncomfortable. It was as soft as she imagined a cloud to be. It was the thought of Lucas sleeping next door to her.
Her hands could still feel his chest under her fingertips. The tingle she felt over her skin when she remembered his lips on hers, and the yearning to be back in his arms while he did crazy, sexy things to her body.
Shannon was careful not to make a sound as she pulled on the handle and slowly opened her bedroom door. With a good steady stride she would be in town within no time.
Her eyes caught sight of his sockless feet and worked their way up his body. It wasn’t just his feet that didn’t have clothes on. He was practically naked in front of her except for his boxer briefs. Black and tight against his skin, and her eyes lingered on the large mound that resided there, before she moved up over the hard contoured muscles of his chest to his face.
He was just looking down at her. There didn’t appear to be any emotion on his face, no rush to judgement for what she was doing.
“Going somewhere little Fae?” Lucas’s tone was deep and so very sexy as it drifted towards her.
Now what the heck was she supposed to do?
CHAPTER FIVE
“You said you wouldn’t sit guard outside my room…” She didn’t feel the need not to be accusing. After all, he had broken his word.
“And I didn’t. I rose just before sunrise.” He offered, still without any emotion attached to his words, and she felt the flush of heat at her cheeks as her mind instantly connected the dots.
“Julius.” She muttered between clenched teeth and spun away from the door, tossing it back against the wood as she went.
Lucas caught the door before it slammed shut and ducked into the room, closing the door behind him.
“You tried to trick me.” This time there was emotion within his tones. This time there was an accusation, and she walked over to the window on a sigh, and stared out at her lost freedom to make her own choices.
“I did no such thing, Lucas. You phrased the request…” She tossed it over her shoulder and found him there a heart beat later.
“But you knew what I meant.” He reached out with just his fingertips and brushed them down over the steady pulse in her neck and watched her body shiver its response to his touch.
“It’s not my fault that you’re a bad salesman.” She informed him curtly. Swatting his fingers away as if he was a mosquito.
Lucas leaned his upper body towards her and breathed against her ear, “I didn’t realise I was dealing with someone so devious.” He made sure his lips brushed against the shell of her ear and she shivered again. The pull of his body on hers had her swaying backwards looking for his touch.
“I’m not devious.” She folded her arms in front of her as she stared through the netting at the outside world, trying to ignore his presence. But it was getting harder. Between last night and this morning his pull on her was twice as fierce.
“You’re not truthful either.” His fingers brushed down her pulse again and he could see her lashes flutter shut as he watched her profile. Her mouth just parted a breath and he ached to brush his tongue along her lower lip so she would open fully to his kiss.
Shannon snapped out of her reverie. Trying to focus her attention on the matter at hand, defending her actions.
“At least I don’t go all caveman and keep people against their will.” She retorted and heard the slight chuckle come from him. That sound enticed and repelled her at the same time. She wanted to repel him, but she was too smart to try to use her magic against him. The last thing she needed was his wolf to make an appearance.
“I’m just trying to protect you.” He traced the line of her jaw with just two fingertips. Trailing them down her throat, over the smooth skin of her chest and down the valley between her breasts, and then her body really did shiver. With a flush of heat that warmed her through and ended between her thighs, and a jolt to her womb that caused her to bite down on her lower lip.
The sight of her teeth against the cherry red of her lip, made Lucas growl with the desire that flooded his body and made him rock hard with the need to snag that lip between his blunt teeth and claim it as his own.
His fingertips were drawing imaginary circles in the valley between her breasts, and she closed her eyes and her head tipped back and to the side, exposing her neck like an invitation for his lips.
He needed no more than that. Closing the inch between them, her back pressed against his chest and into t
he warmth of his arm that circled her, at the exact moment his lips brushed down her neck from just under her ear to the pulse that was beating a lot faster now.
“I know.”
Lucas ran his lips back up to her ear, “Then don’t fight me, Shannon, let me protect you.” His breath brushed against her cheek as his fingers drew wider circles over her heated skin, touching the soft globes of her breasts.
“You don’t even know that it’s him.”
“And I don’t know that it isn’t. You’re my mate sweetheart. I will protect you with my life.”
Her hand came down over his fingers at her breast and he stilled against her. The breath from his lips still heated the skin of her neck, and a fire raged within her for him. She guided his hand under the fabric of her top and felt his fingers slide over the hard bud of her nipple and sucked in a breath.
“I want you, Lucas.” Her admission caused his heart to race within his chest. Her actions caused his penis to twitch against her backside, and when she turned in his arms, his hands cupped her cheeks as she offered her lips to his, and he claimed them beneath his own.
He wrapped an arm around her back and lifted her against his body. In a breath they were at the bed and he eased her down to the mattress, coming down over her.
Light brushes of his fingertips that were designed by nature to bring her body to life roamed over her skin, and they did just that, every inch of her skin was on fire for his touch. It was as if her whole being had been in a slumber her whole life, awakening to his touch. Every nerve ending was expecting his touch, seeking it out as she squirmed beneath him on the bed.
There was no fear within her. The Fae within her recognised him as her mate. Instinctively she knew that he would never hurt her, never turn against her, or use his strength as a weapon.
Her own hands were devouring his body, but she couldn’t get close enough. She could feel the heat of his skin beneath her fingers, yet she wanted more.
His lips never left hers as his total possession turned to a devouring of her mouth, as if he couldn’t get enough of kissing her, tasting her. All the while his hands had worked her clothes loose from her body, and with a flick of his wrist he released the material that concealed her breasts from his touch.
His thumbs stroked over the hard bud of both nipples at once and caused her back to arch towards him on the bed, as he swallowed the sweetest moan from her mouth.
Shannon dragged her mouth from his and gasped in the air she so desperately needed.
“Lucas…” She moaned his name as his lips came down over her breast. He sucked the nipple into the warmth of his mouth, which caused a convulsive tightening of her inner muscles as her body searched for his.
He ached with the need to be buried within her and the last word he wanted to hear from her lips now was stop.
“Clothes…” She breathed out, and that one word kick started his heart and his libido into an even higher pace. He had never moved so fast in his life, stripping his boxers from his body, without care to the sound of the ripping and tearing of the fabric. But his lips only left her breast for a matter of seconds.
She didn’t notice her clothes being taken from her. His hands touching her skin, his mouth clamped over her nipple, first one and then the other. Doing sinful things with his teeth and tongue against the pebbled flesh caused her brain to be elsewhere.
His knees nudged her legs wide apart and his body eased down, settling between her thighs as he sucked and nibbled the sensitive skin of her breasts. If this wasn’t heaven, he could never have imagined a better place to spend the rest of his life.
Her hands touched and teased over him. She tried to get to his erection, but he kept it buried away from her touch. He ached to be in her body and having her hand on his shaft would just send to him to hell even faster than he was already going there. But he didn’t want to rush to enter her either. She wasn’t a female to relieve his need, she was his mate and he wanted to savour her.
He could feel her getting squirmy beneath him and he liked the feel of her body rubbing against the length of his. She wanted more. She wanted him buried within her. He knew it, but he wasn’t ready for that yet. He hadn’t tasted all of her. She had so much more to give him.
Reluctantly he released her nipple from his mouth, knowing he could spend a whole day just sucking, biting, and laving those glorious breasts, but she was too antsy for that. The claiming was like a fire within her that needed sating. He knew he needed to give her a little more so that it calmed her need for him.
He took his time working his way down over her body. His fingers touched and teased her skin, his lips tasted, and his tongue licked circles over her squirming body. By the time he was between her thighs she was pushing her hips up for his touch.
He brushed back the folds of her flesh with his thumbs and opened her femininity to his gaze. He could see her juices already glistening, waiting for his first lick. He blew gently over her and she moaned a plea.
“Easy sweetheart, I’m going to give you what you need…” He dipped his head and ran a flat tongue from the devilish little puckered hole of her backside, over her wet channel, to the little swollen nub of flesh that caused her to writhe beneath him. Damn, he’d taken to long. She was almost desperate for him. He knew she needed relief, or she’d be pulling out clumps of his hair to try to get it.
Lucas wasn’t about to take any prisoners. His mate needed tending and he zeroed in on her nub. His lips closed around the flesh and he sucked it hard into his mouth as she cried out through the jolts of sensation gathering in her womb.
He slipped a finger into the opening of her core and teased the nerves, her hips working against his touch until she had him in knuckle deep. Her inner muscles were trying to clamp around the digit, but it wasn’t enough for her.
He worked the sensitive little nub of flesh between his teeth, running his tongue over the tip as he sucked to the same rhythm of his finger. She moaned when he slipped another inside her, her muscles clamping around him and her hands found the covers beside her hips and she bunched them inside her closed fists.
He saw her eyes on him, watching his ministrations against her and the jolt of awareness shot through him. She had been watching him claim her with his mouth, how god damn erotic was that? Did she want to watch him slip his shaft into her? He rubbed the head of his shaft against the covers and groaned with the sensation.
Damn he wanted to take her now. His mouth sucked harder, his fingers worked her faster and he counted the seconds until her eyes slammed shut, her body tensed, and her hips stopped moving. He felt the inner muscles go into hard spasms around his fingers, and he growled with the desire to bury himself inside and ride those throbbing waves.
Right now she was lost to him, caught up in the explosions of passion that took her away. The flush of colour in her cheeks and across her chest drew his eyes. The murmurs that rolled from her lips caught his ears, his name, over and over again as she bucked beneath his touch. Damn, she was beautiful.
Lucas didn’t release her. He wanted to watch her come again. Sucking down hard he increased the pressure of his teeth and tongue, and she whimpered as he added a third finger into her channel. Filling her and stretching the satin walls, as her muscles continued to clench and release against him.
It didn’t take long for her to be swept up again, her sensitive body already heightened to his touch and when she came this time, she cried out with the force that ripped through her.
This time he did release her, pulled out his fingers and tasted her juices. He laved over her, thrusting his tongue inside her, until she tried her damndest to squirm up the bed away from him. Using her heels as leverage against the mattress, but his hands locked down her hips keeping her in place.
“Going somewhere? Because I’m not finished loving you yet sweetheart…” He climbed up and over her body like a predator, and rubbed his shaft against her mound. He found her eyes staring at him as he settled above her.
“L
et me taste you, Lucas…”
“Not this time sweetheart…” He nudged against her folds and she tried to close her legs, but he was wedged there.
“Climb up over my body and push yourself into my mouth…” She breathed the words out against his ear and his heart kicked him in the ribs, as his shaft twitched in need against her.
“Damn, Shannon…” He growled an instant before he moved over her in the bed. Putting his knees either side of her body he wedged his arms against the mattress and eased his hips down towards her mouth. With one hand he grabbed his shaft and put the tip of his erection against her lips.
“Open for me Shannon, suck me.” He growled as he looked down at her in the bed. Damn, she wanted him to dominate her, to take her. His wolf went wild within him, and it was all he could do to keep the damn beast from breaking free.
He pushed into her mouth and found her tongue eager to taste him. His sack tightened, and he ached with a need to bury himself within her throat and shoot his load.
When her hands reached for his sack he snagged her wrists, dragging her hands up over her head, and he held them against the bed. His hips worked back and forth, sliding in and out of her mouth as she lay trapped beneath him. The moans of encouragement she gave him had his body taking over from his brain, he took her deeper. The tip of his erection pushed against her throat and he went to pull back, but he felt her swallow him down and he growled out his pleasure.
Christ he needed to pull out before he came.
“Enough, Shannon…” He started to slide out of her mouth, but she sucked harder. The pressure of her cheeks massaging his whole damn shaft had him panting like he was his beast above her, “You’re gonna make me come sweetheart…”He growled his warning down at her, trying to still his hips, but she just sucked harder, her head lifted from the bed, and she took him deep into her throat and he was lost.
Dark curses flowed from his lips as he moved his hips, faster now, taking her as deep as his girth would allow, until he exploded down the back of her throat. A low roar escaped his lips as he thrust back into her throat, over and over until he was spent.
