Haunting Melody

by Mackenzie Reed

  He didn't know how much longer he could wait, but he would make damn sure Devra was burning with need just as much as he was. “I want to taste you,” he muttered. “Every single inch of you. And then when I'm done, I want to do it some more.” His hand glided along her collarbone, sliding the straps of her dress down and off. All the while, his mouth never left her skin—his tongue tasted each spot he uncovered. Her chest heaved with each breath she took, and her naked breasts bobbed in front of his face. His mouth watered at the bounty before him. Without taking his eyes from her breasts, he lowered his head and bathed the tip of her nipple with his tongue, enjoying her moans.

  She tasted like sunshine and promises, something he thought never to feel again. Taking her plump breast in his hand, Joshua took most of it in his mouth, sucking it hard. Her hands fisted in his hair holding him close. He brought his other hand up to the other breast and massaged it, while continuing to suckle the other.

  “Yes … that's it … suck harder.” He grazed the tip with his teeth, her squeal of pleasure piercing his sexual haze. At first he thought he might have hurt her in his exuberance. But, when he tried to pull away, her hands tightened in his hair. The lady didn't want him to back off. She wanted it all. Her excitement fueled his own and he almost lost his head. Damn! She was hot enough to burn. And he was ready to be burned. Incinerated.

  He had to get a grip and he had to do it now. Pushing away, he turned his back, breathing in great gulps of air. His body shook with hunger. Clenching his fists and hoping to slow down, he closed his eyes and let a song fill his mind, his soul. Slowly the melody filled his mind, taking the edge off his hunger, his need for Devra. Until she touched him. Her hand on his back was like a hot poker against his flesh.

  He flinched, but not in pain. “Don't.”

  “Don't what, Joshua?” her voice soft and sexy. “Don't touch you, arouse you like you've done to me?” Her hands slipped around his waist, bringing her flush against his back, her beaded nipples poking him. He sucked in a breath at the wave of pleasure threatening to drown him.

  “Devra … I,” he didn't get to finish his words as she chose that moment to slide in front of him and drop to her knees. “What are you doing?” he whispered, excitement rushing through his blood at the thought of her hot mouth wrapped around him.

  She said nothing, just simply smiled, then flicked the head of his cock with her tongue.

  “Oh, shit!”

  Gripping her head, he held her still for a moment enjoying the wet heat of her mouth. “Yes,” he groaned as she slowly took him in, his cock sliding in about halfway before she moved back, letting him slide out, then repeating the movement again.

  The reality was so much better than his shower fantasy.

  Joshua shook with each stroke in her mouth, each flick of her tongue on his dick. He could feel his orgasm approaching, but he didn't want to explode in her mouth. No matter how good it felt, how much she suctioned him, he wanted to be inside her body when he came.

  “Devra stop … need to…” he groaned when she brought her talented fingers into play stroking his balls, squeezing them gently. He pumped his hips a couple more times before abruptly pulling out of her mouth. “Enough,” he shouted. “I want to be inside you. Now!”

  Pulling her to her feet, he scooped her up in his arms and headed for his bedroom on the second floor. He faltered once when Devra sucked on his neck, her teeth grazing the pulsing vein there. “Stop teasing me.”

  “Poor baby,” she whispered throatily, her laughter trickling over his body like water, making his cock grow impossibly harder. And it didn't help that his cock brushed her ass with every step he took. Thinking to help that, he shifted her higher in his arms and groaned. Now her breasts were a few inches from his mouth. Taking a deep breath, he ignored the mouthwatering morsels bouncing so close to his mouth and walked faster.

  Finally, he reached the bedroom. He walked across the room and unceremoniously dumped Devra in the middle. “Don't move,” he commanded, and then proceeded to undress.

  *

  Sprawled in the middle of Joshua's big bed, she stared in fascination at the beautiful man before her. His movements were quick and sure as he removed his clothes without taking his eyes off her. She looked her fill, starting at his broad chest, so smooth and sculpted with muscle, down his rock-hard stomach, to the narrow strip of hair going to his groin. Her eyes widened in shock when she looked at his erection. My God! The man was built; his cock at least nine inches long and a couple of inches around. The head was mushroom shaped and deep purple. It stood straight up, just waiting to impale something.

  Her juices gushed as she imagined herself speared with his dick. She clamped her thighs together only to spread them again when Joshua climbed on the bed, crawling toward her on all fours. She whimpered softly, her legs moving restlessly.

  “What's the matter, Devra, too much excitement for you?” he chuckled, stopping when he reached her ankles. She sighed when his hands touched her thighs, tracing the bones before doing the same to her calves. “Your skin is so smooth, so soft,” he whispered. She felt his breath waft over her legs, a moment before his lips descended, kissing a path along her calves, up behind her knees and on the inside of her thighs.

  Geez, who would have thought the backs of her knees were erogenous zones? Yet, every time he kissed her or licked her there, her juices heated a bit more.

  Falling back on the bed, Devra's hands fisted in the satiny comforter as his lips and tongue caressed their way up her legs, getting closer and closer to where she wanted him the most. She felt the gush of cream that flooded her vagina and knew he could probably see it. His tongue teased the crease between her thigh and hip before continuing on. If he didn't suck her soon, she was going to explode from the inside out. Her body was moist with perspiration, and her juices were flowing freely now.

  She held her breath when she felt his lips graze her labia, his nose nuzzling the tiny nest of curls above it. “You smell like something spicy and hot,” he said, his tongue licking her, tasting her, making her scream with pleasure. His tongue zeroed in on her plump clit. She arched off the bed, her lower body trying to get closer to his hot tongue. “Yes, lick me there,” she cried out breathlessly.

  “As you wish,” he replied, and then his mouth covered her pleasure nub, sucking it voraciously. He ate her like a starving man, his lips and tongue leaving no part of her unexplored. His hands held her thighs wide open while he feasted on her, his “mmms…” letting her know he obviously enjoyed what he was doing.

  Her own hands moved to cover her breasts. She twisted the nipples between her fingers and cried out when a thick finger plunged into her liquid heat, moving in time with his tongue on her clit. Her head swam and her vision blurred as she felt herself hurling toward climax. And that was the only way to describe it. Joshua wasn't nudging her, he was pushing her, shoving her to the precipice and she gloried in it. She reveled in the power of her lover.

  “Joshua … faster … please,” she moaned, gasping for breath. She was so close … one more thrust of his finger or swipe of his hot tongue and she would fly. A second finger was inserted along with the first filling, her even more, their width pressing against her inner walls. “Oh god … yes … I need…” She never finished. Suddenly, black spots appeared before her eyes, dizziness assailing her as she was propelled quickly over the cliff and into an endless tidal wave of intense, mind-jarring pleasure.

  Before the pulses stopped and she came back down, Joshua rose and entered her in one smooth thrust, all the way to the hilt. She cried out in pleasure as he filled her, pulsed within her. She grasped his hips, pulling him as close as possible, both of them groaning over the exquisite feeling of finally being together.

  His forehead rested against hers, his breath caressing her face. “Don't move,” he panted. “I will come right now if you move one inch of your beautiful body.”

  His words thrilled her, teased her and turned her on even more. She tightened her
inner muscles around his cock and was rewarded with a loud groan and a hiss.

  “Dammit, stop that,” he half-chuckled, half-groaned. “With your inner muscles clasping my dick like that I feel like my head is about to explode. And I don't mean the one on my shoulders.”

  Grabbing his cheeks in her palms she squeezed his ass. “Mmm … you feel so nice.” Raising her head a bit, she nipped his chin.

  “Devra,” his tone was one of warning. “I'm trying for control and patience here.”

  “Really?” she purred, and proceeded to grip his cock even tighter with her vaginal muscles. She was so deep in concentration that she wasn't prepared for his next move. His mouth, hot and voracious, covered hers in a kiss that was all consuming. A kiss that melted her insides.

  Chapter Seven

  He couldn't think. Her inner muscles gripped him like a vise. He covered her mouth with his and stole her breath with a kiss that was hot and totally mind blowing. Holding completely still, his cock embedded deep in her tight channel, Joshua concentrated totally on the kiss. His tongue swiped every inch of her mouth, savoring her flavor, her taste imprinting his very soul. When her hands gripped his ass and her lower body nearly lifted him from the bed, he broke the kiss, leaving both of them breathing like they'd just run a marathon.

  “Joshua, please.” She undulated beneath him. “Fuck me.”

  He groaned when her little white teeth nipped his chin, and then latched on to his neck, sucking hard. His body trembled from the exertion of holding still, of keeping his dick deep inside while her muscles clamped forcefully around him. He was going to have to move soon or explode.

  Lowering his head, he licked her lips, dipping his tongue inside her mouth before retreating again. He mimicked this action a couple of more times, each time lasting a little longer, going a little slower. He knew the minute she realized what he was doing when her tongue tangled with his and she sucked it hard.

  He jerked his mouth from hers and looked into her eyes, hot, passion-glazed eyes that reflected precisely what he was feeling.

  “Devra,” he whispered. Then he began to move in long slow strokes. She felt so good. Her vaginal walls gripped him, making it tighter and hotter each time he entered. “You're so hot, so wet, so tight.” Rotating his hips, he groaned when she gasped his name and arched upward.

  “Like that, do you?” he panted and then proceeded to do it again, gritting his teeth against the pleasure coursing through his veins. Her liquid heat scalded his cock, bathing it in its fiery embrace. Grabbing her hips, he held her still for his deep penetrating strokes, pumping his thick heavy cock in and out of her moist channel.

  He felt her tremble beneath his hands, her body arching off the bed as an orgasm so strong, so hard, rippled through her, milking his cock with each pulsating beat. Moving quicker now, Joshua could feel the power building, his balls tightening against his body and his cock growing even larger as he continued to pump furiously into Devra. He pumped his hips twice more and then with a loud roar, flooded her vagina with his seed, the power washing over him in wave after wave of exquisite, raw pleasure.

  The pleasure was so intense—it was like nothing Joshua had ever experienced before. Never had the power flowed so strongly through him, nearly drowning him. She was the one! His true mate. He had finally found her.

  Ever so slowly Joshua drifted back to reality as the power dwindled to a dull throbbing pulse. Instantly he became aware of not only Devra beneath him but of another just like him. One who had entered his home, his bedroom without him noticing, and without permission.

  Covering Devra's mouth with his hand, he leaned over and put his mouth to her ear. “Shh, sweet. We're not alone. Do not move and do not make a sound.” He kissed her softly and rose from her body, feeling the loss of her heat and warmth immediately.

  Quickly he covered her body from prying eyes with the comforter, flicked on the bedside lamp and turned to face the intruder.

  “Damon, what are you doing here?” he asked, stepping between Devra and the man who was at times a friend and at others … he wasn't sure what Damon was. The man in question stepped into the circle of light and Joshua heard Devra's indrawn breath. Shit! Just what he needed tonight. After just fucking the one woman who filled his emptiness, she meets the one man who rivaled Joshua in sensuality and good looks.

  His attention was diverted from his thoughts when Damon answered. “I came to see you. Is it a crime to drop in on my friend?” He smiled a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. Leaning slightly to the side he peered around Josh to see the woman on the bed. “She's very beautiful, and her pussy is hot. I could smell her scent when I walked through the front door.” He sniffed in the air and a feral grin crossed his features. “How about we share this one,” he purred suggestively. “Remember how we used to do that a long time ago?”

  Joshua cursed under his breath. He didn't want Devra to find out about him or his past this way. Yes, at one time Damon, Roarke and he had traveled the world finding willing women who liked three men at once and then gave it to them in spades. Joshua and Roarke lived off the rush for more than two days while Damon seemed to want more. But that was all behind him. He wasn't like that anymore and he'd be damned if he was going to share his mate.

  “I don't think so,” a feminine voice spoke into the silence. Joshua heard rustling and knew Devra was rising from the bed. “I'm not into threesomes, big guy, so find yourself another girl.” Joshua glanced over his shoulder in time to see her wrapped in nothing but a sheet, gathering her clothes and padding softly into the bathroom where she slammed the door closed and twisted the lock loudly. His satiated body stirred to life at the thought of her nakedness behind that door, of her sliding into his big oversized tub, covered in nothing but bubbles and him. Get a grip, old boy! With regret, Joshua let that thought drift from his mind, for now.

  A deep male chuckle brought his face around to the man in front of him. “Ah, my friend, she's a feisty, spirited one,” he sighed before focusing on Joshua again. “And her scent is sweet and inviting.”

  “She's mine. I won't share her.”

  Retrieving his jeans from the floor he stepped into them, zipping them but leaving the button undone. “What do you want, Damon?” he asked angrily. “And don't give me that bullshit about wanting to see me.” Glaring at Damon Joshua crossed his arms and waited for an explanation. “Why did you come into my house uninvited?” he asked sharply.

  Damon glanced around the room and, spotting a chair in the corner, ambled over and sat down. Leaning forward, he rested his forearms on his thighs, looked at the floor and shook his head regretfully. “Something is happening to me and I can't stop it.”

  The defeated tone in Damon's voice reached out to Joshua and he found his anger at being interrupted giving way to curiosity.

  “What do you mean? What's happening?” he asked. He wanted to hear Damon out, but at the same time he worried about Devra coming out of the bathroom. Connecting with her mind, he gently probed, sighing in relief when he found her soaking in the tub and knew she would be there awhile. For some reason he felt this was a conversation his lovely inquisitor didn't need to witness. Leaving her mind, he focused on Damon, waiting for him to explain.

  “I no longer enjoy feeding off the emotions of countless women. In fact, this town is boring me to death, if you want to know the truth.” He raised his gaze and Joshua gasped silently at the sadness he saw reflected in Damon's eyes. Overcome with concern for his friend he walked toward him and placed his hand on Damon's shoulder. “I feel as though I'm searching for something and yet I can't find it.”

  “Do you feel the longing for a mate?”

  Damon snorted. “I don't think so. There are too many women out there to play with. I'm not ready to settle for one woman.”

  “Damon, you know it's getting late for you, don't you? If you don't find a mate soon…”

  “Yeah, yeah, I know,” he replied. “If I don't find a mate soon I'll die.”

  Jo
shua opened his mouth to offer advice, but stopped. Until Damon was ready, nothing or nobody would convince him to search for his mate.

  “I'm sorry, Damon. I truly don't know what to say.”

  He felt Damon shrug beneath his hand. “It doesn't matter. I was at the club to hear you play earlier, and only came by to talk. But when I entered this room, I was flooded with the sexual emotions of your lady, her heat brought me to my knees. I have never felt such raw power oozing through my body like this. She's like nothing I've ever seen or felt before.”

  Joshua stiffened, knowing what was coming, but hating it all the same. He really hated to hurt his friend but if it came down to it he would. “Damon, don't ask me to share Devra. She's mine! The other half of my soul, the one I have existed in this godforsaken place for.”

  “I knew you would answer that way, but had to ask.” With a heavy sigh Damon stood and faced him. “She is truly the one?” he asked in a voice filled with hope. “You're sure?”

  Joshua smiled and nodded. “Oh, yes, she is definitely the one. My little hellcat is one hot, sexy woman and I intend to make her mine for always.”

  “How do you know she is the one? What does it feel like to have a mate?”

  Joshua gazed toward the closed door. “It feels exhilarating and wonderful. My body hungers only for her, and no longer rages out of control. If I never played another song, Devra would still satisfy all my needs.”

  “Then I wish you the best of luck and a lifetime of happiness, my friend,” Damon replied and clapped him on the shoulder. “I will leave you to the wooing of your mate.”

  With a slight wave, Damon strode from the room as silently as he'd entered.

  Joshua narrowed his gaze. Something about that exchange wasn't quite right. It wasn't like Damon to simply give up and go away. He would bear watching. Nothing, not even a lifelong friend was going to come between him and Devra. Nothing!

  But, he would worry about that later. Right now Joshua had more important matters to attend to. He turned toward the bathroom door and the woman safely ensconced behind it, and smiled. He probed and found her still in the tub. He rubbed his hands together. Good! He had time to go downstairs and get champagne and glasses. Whistling a sensuously melodic tune, he walked out of the bedroom and downstairs. He was looking forward to spreading her thighs and sliding into her slick heat once again.