“You think so?” The elevator gave a little jolt as it started up.
“You like this, don’t you?” He pulled her into him. Sweeping her hair off her shoulders, he pressed his lips to her neck. Lightly kissing down to her collar bone.
“This I like,” she agreed as she tilted her head to the side giving him better access.
With one hand he pulled the strap of her dress off her shoulder but didn’t let it drop. Instead he kissed along her shoulder and replaced the strap as he worked his way back up her neck. Tingles ran along her body as goosebumps lined her legs.
The soft chime of the elevator alerted her that they had arrived on their floor. Ronan pulled away and stepped off the elevator. Taking his hand, she followed behind him. Music didn’t blare, which took her by surprise. Instead, a long hallway stretched from end to end. Doors lined both sides of the hall, much like a hotel. She allowed her hopes to rise at the thought of a private room being their next destination. She followed behind him with a little pep in her step. There was already an ache in the pit of her stomach she’d been ignoring for the last hour and a half.
“Here we are.” Ronan slid his membership card in the key slot beside the door. Opening the door, he stepped to the side to let her in first.
“Wow!” The room was enormous. More like a room in a mansion rather than a hotel.
Ronan went to the glass French doors and pulled them open. The sheer curtains danced as fresh air drifted into the room. Braelynn stepped out on the balcony while Ronan poured a glass of scotch from the small bar that stood in one corner. A gust of wind blew her dress up. With a laugh she flattened her dress out with her hands.
“This balcony is bigger than my bedroom.”
“It’s one of my favorite views,” he admitted, coming up behind her.
“It’s beautiful.”
Ronan raised his glass to his lips as she took another sip of her drink. When she finished her sip, he took her glass and set them both on the table just inside the doors. Clicking a remote on the table, music started playing from speakers in the room. A sensual beat played as Ronan cleared the distance between them in two leisurely steps. Pulling her close, he swayed with the music. She followed his lead allowing him to slowly spin them. Staring up at him, she anticipated when his lips would meet hers. She didn’t have to wait long. As if he knew her thoughts, he pressed his lips to hers. She hadn’t felt this much passion in a long time. Usually, sex was a chore, a means to a release. Nothing worth taking her time for. Tonight, she felt the passion and anticipation. Definitely something to enjoy rather than rush through.
Letting her body rub across his, her nipples tightened further. With urgent need she deepened their kiss exploring his mouth with her tongue. As she pulled away to catch some air, he trailed kisses down her neck. He hooked the straps of her dress with his fingers pulling them off her shoulders. This time he dropped the straps letting her dress fall to the balcony floor. The night’s wind sent a chill along her body. Tilting her head back, she gave him full access to her. Closing her eyes, she relished in his touch as his hands glided along her body. He cupped her breast as he lightly pinched her nipples. Her breath hitched, and he smiled. Trailing kisses down her chest, he stopped at her soft mounds. Drawing one into his mouth, he pinched her other nipple. Heat shot through her.
Releasing her breasts, his hands trailed down to cup her ass. She let out a soft squeal as he lifted her up. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she held on. Quickly finding her balance she let go of him to unbutton his shirt as he walked them to the bed. She expected to be thrown on to the bed. Instead he turned around and sat on the edge with her straddling on top of him. This gave her the advantage to pull his shirt off his shoulders and down his arms. As he pulled his arms out, she admired his upper body. Without hesitation she went in to kiss along the top of his shoulders, and lightly scraped her nails along his back. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him. The heat from his body warmed her bare skin. Heat pooled between her legs as she felt his bulge under her ass. Reaching between them she had to lean back to unfasten his belt. Before she could pull his belt off he flipped her over onto the bed. In a frenzy, she sat up reaching for his pants. The bulge between his legs made her bite her bottom lip.
“Let me help you with that.” He smirked.
Leaning back, she gave him room to maneuver. Ronan took a step back as he pulled his pants off. Braelynn’s eyes widened as she took in the sheer mass before her. His hardened cock sprang forth like a baby elephant. For a split second, she worried he wouldn’t fit. Then again all you need is the proper lube. Licking her lips, she leaned forward taking the weight of his cock in her hands.
“Darling, you won’t be able to fit me in your mouth,” he warned.
“I don’t intend to. With something this big, you need to prepare.” Licking up his shaft her eyes never left his. As she swirled her tongue around the tip she contemplated trying to fit him in her mouth. She’d save lock-jaw for another time. Instead she swirled her tongue once more before licking back down his shaft.
“I’ll show you how to properly prepare.” Slowly he laid her back down on the bed.
Leaning over her, he brought his lips to hers. Spreading her legs, she let him ease his body down on hers. She pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. The weight of his shaft laid against her, but he made no attempt to enter her. He ran kisses down her chest, stopping at her breast. He drew one into his mouth and massaged the other. Unlike other men, he caressed and massaged rather than pretending they were stress balls. Working his way down, he circled his tongue around her bellybutton making her body quiver. Aching with need, she arched into him as he went further south. His hands slid down her body, cupping her ass and bringing her closer to the edge of the bed. Her breath hitched as his hot breath hit her most sensitive area. Closing her eyes, she enjoyed his tongue circling her throbbing clit.
It’d been a while since she’d given a man control. Most times it’s a wham, bam, and a thank you. Sending them on their way with not even a phone number. Picking her legs up, she propped her feet on the edge of the bed giving him easier access. Her body quaked as he teased and laved. Not an inch of her body went untouched. His hands massaged her legs as they made their way up her thighs and to her folds, spreading them further for him. Her muscles clinched as one of his fingers pushed inside her. With a slow pumping, he added another finger then another. Her head lolled back with the fullness she felt. To her surprise, he added a fourth, stretching her farther than she had ever been stretched. Without realizing it, her body had been pushing into him. His smile told her the movement didn’t go unnoticed. With another soft suck to her clit he stood up. Pulling his four digits out of her he centered his cock at her entrance.
“Ready?” he asked softly.
“Please.” Her breath hitched as he gently pushed inside of her.
There was still a fleeting moment she thought he wouldn’t fit or get stuck trying. Ronan reached under her, grabbing her ass and spreading her cheeks. It gave him a little extra room to push inside. Her body stretched to accommodate his massive size. She was not a tight person but with Ronan, she felt like a virgin again. Unable to completely push inside with one stroke, he pulled out then slowly thrust back in. He filled her to the brim and still wasn’t balls deep. With a whimper, she took all she could. It may be some time before she could take all of him. She damn sure didn’t mind the practice. His slow thrusts were internal massages as her body stretched for him. Hooking his arms under her knees, he pulled her bottom off the bed.
Pleasure shot through her with his every thrust. Her toes curled as she called out in pleasure. She’d thought he’d be too big, instead, he was exactly what she needed. He filled her in every way. Wrapping her legs around him, she met him with every thrust. Her body began to quiver as her orgasm threatened to spill out. He smiled down at her thrusting harder and faster. Her body arched, and she called his name. Her muscles clenched around him. This went beyond her
normal release. This one rocked her entire body. Throwing her head back, she tightened her legs around him. Ronan moaned out with his own release as she pulled him in closer with her legs. Milking him, she rode out her orgasm. Never had her orgasm been so mind blowing. It shook her to the core.
“Oh my…” she panted out.
“Right?” Slowly he pulled out, leaving her feeling exposed.
As he backed away from the bed she felt a twinge of loneliness. Ronan disappeared into the bathroom. Too sore to move she laid her head back and closed her eyes. Already she could feel her body swell from his size.
“Oh, but it hurt so good,” she whispered to herself.
“You okay?” Ronan asked. She didn’t even notice the water had turned off.
She only nodded in response. Her eyes jerked open when she felt a warm washcloth being placed over her southern region. The warmth seemed to dull the soreness she had alrighty began to feel.
“Thought you might like it to clean up with.”
“It feels good,” she admitted. “Thank you.”
Clearly it was a thoughtful act. It’s just not one she had experienced with other men. Would he do that every time? Ronan took the washcloth once she was done and went back to the bathroom. Before she could even manage to sit up, Ronan slid onto the bed pulling her back down with him.
“What’s the rush?”
“I wasn’t rushing. I was just going to see what time it was,” she answered.
“It’s still early. It’s not even three o’clock yet. Personally, I could go longer.” He smiled.
“Three o’clock in the morning?” she exclaimed sitting up. Where did the time go? Looking around she spotted her dress still out on the balcony.
“I didn’t realize you were on a curfew.” Ronan slowly sat up looking puzzled.
“I’m not on a curfew. I have a video conference with some clients in the morning. Well, in less than five hours.”
“Sleep here then.” He patted the spot next to him.
“I can’t risk being late. Other than sleep, I still need to set up, and put a few finishing touches on the project,” Braelynn explained on her way out to the balcony. Ronan made no move for his clothes. She could feel his eyes on her backside as she bent over for her dress. She gave an extra wiggle just for him.
“I’ll drive you to your place if that’s ok with you,” he offered as he got off the bed and collected his pants from the floor.
Not saying anything, she slipped her gown on. He seemed nice enough but did she actually want him to know where she lived? Looking back at him, she watched as he put his pants on. Even soft he had to maneuver his cock just to get his pants up. If she wanted to continue to have fun with him and his elephant’s trunk then there was no harm in him knowing.
“I don’t want to inconvenience you,” she started. “But if you’d like to then that would be great.”
“I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t want to.” He kissed her cheek. “Besides I need to know where to go next time you have an inch.” He smirked.
“You think I’ll call you to scratch it,” she teased.
“You won’t have a choice.” He laughed. “I’ll be there when you need me.”
Braelynn watched as he turned away. There was a hidden meaning behind those words of his. Shrugging, she looked around for her thongs. She remembered wearing them but had no clue where they came off at.
“Looking for these?” Ronan twirled her thongs around his finger.
“How’d they get over there?”
“I slipped them off while you were on the bed.”
“I guess my mind was on other things.” Still she had no idea.
“You wouldn’t have caught me anyway.”
“You think you’re that slick?”
“Darling, if I want you naked, you’ll be that way before you even notice,” he insisted.
“What does that even mean?” she asked confused.
“Come here and I’ll show you,” he offered.
Curious she stepped up to him. Cupping her face with his hands, he kissed her passionately. Before she knew it, she was deepening the kiss. Then he pulled away with a grin.
“See? It’s easy.”
“What?” Braelynn looked down to see her dress pooled around her feet. “How the hell did you do that?”
“You could say it’s magic, but really it’s just an ability I happen to have as a perk of being a Pegasus shifter,” he explained.
“Like wolf-shifters have strength and you have stripping abilities?”
“Something like that. It’s not random. We have to form a connection with a person. If you were walking down the road and I wanted to see you naked I couldn’t just wish your clothes away. Once a woman gets it in their mind that they’re mine, then I can because they are willing. I won’t violate others. You wanted them off, so I made it so.”
“That may come in handy.” She grabbed his unbuttoned shirt and pulled him to her.
“Handy indeed.” He kissed down her neck. “Let’s get you home, gorgeous.”
Eight
“How’d it go last night?” Greyson burst into Ronan’s office.
“It went well,” he commented but didn’t go into any details.
“Did Gerri work her magic?” Greyson sat in the chair across from Ronan’s desk, and propped his feet up on the desk.
“You know I don’t believe in love at first sight,” he insisted as he pushed Greyson’s feet off his desk. “She’s interesting to say the least. I believe she will keep me on my toes.”
“That’s saying something. Did you fuck her yet?”
“Don’t talk about her like that,” Ronan warned.
“I didn’t say anything bad.” Greyson held his hands up in surrender. “I was only asking because she’s human. She’s liable to look at you and laugh or run the other way. It’s no secret we’re well endowed. Some humans can’t take us without breaking. Remember Elizabeth?”
“Of course, I remember Elizabeth.” Ronan glared at Greyson. “You can’t forget when someone offers to buy you a cow rather than have sex with you. Which is why I stopped dating humans.”
“But you’re dating one now. So, what makes this one special?” Greyson asked.
“Everything,” Ronan admitted and left it at that. Braelynn was extraordinary in every way.
“You think she can keep your interest for more than two days?”
“My interest is definitely peeked,” he admitted. There were still many things he wanted to do with her, and to her. He’d like to bend her over his desk and pound her from behind while he grabbed her ass. He’ll get her up there one day.
“Just keep that interest up until after your birthday,” Greyson warned. “How much did you tell her?”
“Nothing,” Ronan said. “I don’t want her pity. If I tell her I will lose my wings unless I find a bride, so to speak, then she’ll stay out of pity.” He shook his head. “Best leave things be.”
“Okay, but what about everything else?”
“She knows enough.” He demonstrated with her clothing last night. A remarkable gift he must admit. What he didn’t tell her was that he could feel her emotions no matter how close or how far she was from him. That’s how he knew she was ready for him last night. Her arousal could be felt like a tidal wave. Never had he felt such powerful feelings. Even now he could feel a peacefulness as she slept. Suddenly, he felt an alertness. Either her alarm went off or her phone rang.
“You’re not listening.” Greyson snapped his fingers.
“What were you saying?” Ronan brought his attention back in check.
“Don’t forget the Dragos boys are coming in from Nova Aurora today,” Greyson reminded him.
“That’s not until eleven.” Ronan checked his desktop calendar.
“You’re a little spaced. You need reminding.” Greyson got up from his chair.
A wave of desire crept up on him. Was Braelynn thinking about him? Looking at his watch, he smiled. It was o
nly 7:30.
“I’ll be going out for a bit.” Standing up he grabbed his coat from the back of his chair.
“What about the Dragos brothers?”
“I’ll be back in plenty of time,” Ronan said as he followed Greyson out of the office.
“Where are you going? As if I didn’t already know.” Greyson gave him a sideways look.
“I just remembered, I need to pick up the keys for our new clients.” It was the truth. What he didn’t say was that wasn’t going to be his only stop.
“Yeah, sure.” Greyson opened his office door. “Just don’t be late.”
Ronan got onto the elevator with one thing on his mind. Getting to Braelynn before she had time to take care of the itch he wanted to scratch. Getting off the elevator he nodded to Griz, the rugged bear shifter that worked the security desk. Feeling Braelynn’s arousal building, he knew he wouldn’t have time to drive to her apartment. Mid-step he stopped and turned back to the elevator.
“Forget something, Mr. Styles?” Griz called out.
“No, just changed my mind.” The elevator doors slid open, and Ronan stepped in.
Taking the elevator to the top floor, he’d have to take the stairs to get to the roof. It was the fastest way he could get to her. Taking the steps two at a time, he reached the rooftop door in seconds. As soon as the door shut behind him, Ronan shifted. With his wings spread out on each side he ran to the edge of the building and jumped. Carefully angling his wings, he caught air and was lifted into the sky. The higher he went, the smaller the city looked. He soared above the buildings towards Braelynn’s apartment complex.
Landing on the rooftop of the apartment building Ronan quickly shifted. Straightening his suit jacket, he hoped the door for the stairs wasn’t locked. He probably should have thought of that before flying all the way over here. Luckily, it was unlocked. He only had to go two flights down so rather than stopping to take the elevator, he took the stairs two at a time.
Damn. She was starting without him. He quickened his steps. Knocking on the door, he made it loud enough for her to hear him. Her sudden shock had him smiling.
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