Caden (The Wolves Den Book 4)

by Serena Simpson

  “I want you,” It was all she could say after she took her first breath of air.

  His body came down on hers as he laid half on her not wanting to be too heavy for her. His lips feathered down her neck teasing her promising her pleasure as he stroked her desire to greater heights. He licked her before blowing on her.

  “You’re so sensitive.” His voice rumbled in her ear making her wetter before he licked the shell of her ear.

  He bit her shoulder making her remember the last time he bit her. Her hips thrust up in the air looking for a satisfaction that wasn’t coming yet. The feel of his fingers trailing over her collarbone and down to her breasts made her eyes open wide before they half shut with the pleasure of his touch.

  “I love the way you touch me,” she whispered as her fingers began to flatten over his chest. His small hitch gave her confidence as she lifted up to take one of his nipples into her mouth.

  “You’re playing with fire Sageray.” His hands gently pushed her back to the bed before he took a nipple between his fingers and rolled it.

  “Yes, please.” Her voice was breathless as she pulsed under his touch.

  He squeezed, and she shouted as a flood of warmth came from her. Leaning over he took the nipple into his mouth sucking on it as his other hand went to the neglected nipple.

  Had she really thought about becoming celibate? Her hands were caressing his back. Her nails were lightly scoring him, which was driving him to suck her nipple harder. She was heating up, becoming more sensitive with every touch. This pleasure was what she thought making love was all about. There was sex, and then there was this where her soul was trying to become one with his.

  “Caden I want to touch you, see you.” She looked up at him with eyes that were hooded.

  She’s afraid of being rejected; he realized. She needed to know he was in this for more than a night. He stood and undid the button on his jeans. He wanted to rip them off, but he took his time.

  Her eyes were hungry, and they were following every move of his hands. He gripped the pull tab on the zipper and began to lower it. His movements were agonizing slow as she watched him. Her thighs rubbed together as if she couldn’t take another moment of the agony before finally, it was over.

  He placed his hands on the waistband and pushed his jeans down until they were at his feet. Stepping out he walked backward until he was sure that she could get a good like at him, then he dropped his boxers. The gasp made his chest puff with pride.

  It had been so long since he touched a female, and none of them had been his mate. He wanted to pounce on her but took a deep breath instead. He needed to be careful to remember she was human. His werewolf grumbled he wanted his mate. I will walk away if I think you will hurt her. He spoke to himself knowing his other side could hear him.

  His other side grunted. It would never hurt its mate, and it knew he would never be able to walk away.

  He lowered himself to the bed allowing his hands to caress her body. He played with her abdomen loving the soft curves and the way she was responding with little moans and the occasional hiss of pleasure.

  “I need you.”

  “Has it been longer for you than it’s been for me?” The look in his eyes told her that all he wanted to do was spread her legs and dive deep.

  “Longer than you would believe.”

  “Then help me take this bra off.”

  The bra was full coverage and white. She'd be embarrassed, but at the time she didn’t want to accidentally draw anyone's attention to her. Soon she would buy some that were sexy just for Caden. His hands went around the back until his fingers that were so skilled at war unhooked her bra easily.

  His eyes focused on her ample breasts. They were more than a handful, and he loved the way they looked. Her nipples were large and a dusky pink that made him throb.

  She lifted one breast, and he had the nipple in his mouth before she could say anything. His hand went to the other one kneading it, rolling it around. The softness of her breasts excited him.

  “You’re so desperate, and it’s all for me. I feel the same way.” He could barely understand her words since her head was thrown back, and her hands were playing with his hair as she tried to rub her pussy against his legs.

  His hands went down her body until he was at her core. His hand covered the panties she was wearing.

  “I love these.”

  “It’s called a thong. It was the one thing I wouldn’t give up, my little secret. They made me feel feminine when I had to hide everything else about myself; I at least knew I was wearing them.”

  He fought the urge to rip them from her body and carefully lowered them until they were around her ankles.

  “Take them off.”

  He shook his head, “leave them.” They were white with red hearts on them. He liked how they looked, and they served to keep her ankles together.

  He pushed her legs up until her knees were spread and her ankles were locked, and her pussy was on display for him. Leaning over he licked the seam. She screamed the heat of his tongue combined with the sensation.

  “I need you now Caden.”

  “No, I need to go slow. Treat you right, make sure I don’t hurt you.”

  “You won’t hurt me, baby. I’m so empty.” He placed his face in her pussy and inhaled. His eyes rolled back as her sweet scent hit him.

  “Baby, please.”

  He took his dick in his hand fisting it, and her eyes were wide as she watched him.

  “I need you inside of me.”

  He needed to be in her, on top of her. Next time he promised himself. Next time I’ll taste her making her cum on my tongue but now. He lowered himself over her and gave her a smile before he thrust his hips and pounded into her.

  She cried out not caring who heard her. He was buried deep within her. She wanted to wrap her legs around him, but couldn’t. All she could do was meet each thrust. They were deep and rapid making her head spin even as her body coiled around itself.

  He was making her back bow with pleasure every time he stroked down hitting her so deep that she almost thought her pussy was bottomless then he would hit the bottom and draw a cry of pleasure from her lips that was so intense she doubted he could do it again, then he did.

  “I’m not going to last.”

  “Then don’t.” That sexy voice of his should be illegal.

  She felt her orgasm take over her body, stealing every thought from her and crashing over her like waves on a beach. She screamed as she saw herself falling, but she wasn’t scared because Caden was holding her. She was right to give him her trust.

  It was his roar of pleasure that pushed her over the cliff. Blackness played at the edge of her vision. Closing her eyes, she sank into the peace that he had given her.

  Chapter Fifteen

  She woke up to find herself in an unknown room. For a minute panic tried to take over, but she stiffened pushing it back as she took in her surroundings. The peaceful white wall assaulted her bringing back memories of passion and release. Her body moved aching in places that she had forgotten she owned. Caden’s green eyes swam before hers, then a smile of pure satisfaction settled on her lips.

  The memory of him thrusting between her legs when all she could do was take it and thrust back; had warmth trickling from her private spots once again. Quickly, she turned her mind to something else.

  She stood up to find several pairs of jeans and shirts lying over the arm of a chair.

  “Deja and Jessie guessed at your size and bought you a few things until you could go shopping on your own.”

  Girlfriends, people who love you no matter what. Love supplied the word she was looking for.

  She turned to get a good look at Caden. He was leaning against the door jam. His jeans were on, but they were unzipped and unbuttoned making it hard to look away. When she did manage to look up, it was to find out he was shirtless. He should walk around like that all the time. A glance down showed he didn’t have on any shoes. Big feet, bi
g…” She shook her head. That was probably a lie, but in this case, it was true.

  Her cheeks pinked when she realized that he was checking out her naked body. His eyes were devouring her, and there was a bulge big enough for her to see where his jeans weren’t zipped. He was acting like a male who liked what he saw. Instead, of hiding which is what she would have normally done, she stretched and smiled when a low growl came from him. Her werewolf liked what he was seeing.

  “Where’s the shower?” She licked her lips wanting him back inside of her, but he was huge, and she needed a little time to adjust.

  He walked over to her and picked her up. One of the doors in the room led into a master bathroom that was to die for. She dreamed of something like this every time she looked at pictures of spas or high-end homes. Finally, she was in one. The shower was big enough for several Kur’iks. It even had a bench seat in it.

  What did he think to use it for? She couldn’t imagine him sitting down in the shower, but she knew him well enough to know that he planned ahead. She gave it one last look knowing he would eventually tell her what it was for. He set her down in the shower, and she decided she would try the soaker tub later. He took off his jeans and joined her in the shower turning it on as well as turning on the LED lights that turned the water different colors.

  “This reminded me of the Sageray, now it reminds me of you. The beauty of the colors flashing before my eyes. I love your hair, the red is so vivid, but the other colors that are buried deep in it like a rainbow make it special.”

  She would give this male anything he wanted, he made her feel so unique. What she liked most was that the only thing he wanted was her. He wrapped his arms around her as they stood under the spray from several different shower heads. He reached out and showed her three different body washes, there were vanilla, peach, and raspberry.

  “Peach.” She loved the scent of fresh peaches as well as the taste.

  He grinned at her before pouring some into his hand. He rubbed his hands together and then started by caressing her neck and shoulders. The body wash made his hands slippery, and the smell was lulling her into a languid mood until his hands reached the top of her breasts. She was awake and needy. He washed them slowly moving downward until her nipples were being rubbed by his hands.

  They tightened until they became hard needy peaks. She should stop him, tell him she was too sore for more after last night, but she couldn’t bear to have him call a halt to his playful motions.

  He tightened his fingers on her nipples pulling at them making her pussy ache with need. She moved trying to assuage the ache she felt. A moan escaped her mouth as she waited for his lips to tease her breasts. His hands went lower playing with her abdomen and her belly button, exploring every part of her body. He touched her and caressed her making her feel beautiful and desired.

  There were no cruel words hidden in false laughter saying how she would be beautiful if only she did this or that.

  “I love the way you look and feel. Your generous curves appeal to me.”

  She knew he was telling the truth. The need in his voice was plain to hear, but it was more than that. His dick wasn’t lying it wanted her. His hands slid around to her ass washing it before they went down her legs making her weaker and shakier than she already was.

  He touched her back placing his palm in the center of it so she would lean over. His other hand trailed down the crack of her ass until he found her pussy. His fingers played with the folds of it. Her tongue came out licking her lips as thoughts of him taking her this way made her hotter.

  Her ass rubbed against his dick.

  “Not now Sageray. You’re too sore to take me right now.” He had seen how she tried to stand without wincing and when she walked to the chair, he saw just the slightest grimace of pain on her face. She wasn’t complaining, and he knew she wanted him again, but they would both have to wait until she was ready to take him.

  He stood her up straight and went to sit on the bench in the shower. Lifting a hand, he crooked a finger at her calling her closer. She walked towards him until her enticing pussy was almost face high. Perfect, he loved when his plans worked out like this.

  He stuck out his tongue, and her eyes widened before he licked the seam of her pussy.

  “Caden?” her hands grasped his shoulders while the question in her voice lingered.

  She didn’t believe he really wanted to taste her; he was about to make a believer out of her. First, he needed to suck on her clit. His hands went around her back and ass drawing her closer before his mouth attacked her poor sensitive clit making her cry out in pleasure.

  His tongue swirled around her as she made high keening noises that only drove him on. He flicked her engorged clit with his tongue watching her body jerk every time he did. Taking his fingers, he squeezed just enough for her to scream and her legs to buckle. He placed his hands on her waist to keep her upright.

  “We're not done yet.”

  Her head moved slowly she couldn’t trust her voice at that moment. Pleasure was coursing through her. He was gentle and rough at the same time. The change in sensations was driving one orgasm after another through her. He gave her release but teased her not giving her the ultimate release.

  When had this happened? When did she fall into the hands of a male who cared enough about her to learn what she liked and how much her body could take? How had he learned? Was it all the times she watched him staring at her as she moved or even when she ate something that pleased her?

  His hand went to the seam of her pussy. His fingers trailed over it not entering her just making her more sensitive. He tugged on the hair on her pussy lips, and she wanted to be embarrassed, but the way he ran his fingers through it said he liked it.

  “I have no hair on me.”

  She had made a note of that last night but was too enthralled by what was happening to mention it.

  “I love your hair, how it glistens with the wetness your body makes.”

  “Glad you like it.” Her voice was a whisper. She had screamed so much; she couldn’t talk.

  “Tell me what you like? Do you want to feel my fingers inside of you, fucking you? What about my tongue?”

  Yes. Yes, she wanted all that.

  “Use your words, Sage.”

  “Yes, please.” Her pussy was throbbing, begging, to feel his fingers inside of her.

  He slid one in. His hand cupped her pussy as one long slender finger sat inside of her, teasing her. He looked up a wicked smile on his face.

  “Did you want more?”

  “Please,” a tiny sob of need escaped her.

  “Please? Please do this?” he withdrew his finger and then stroked it back into her over and over until he added a second one.

  “Yes.” She screamed thrusting herself on his fingers.

  His fingers went away, and his tongue took their place. He licked at her and sucked at her until she thought she was going to lose her mind. Then those fingers came back plunging into her making her go to her toes with the pleasure until he hit that spot inside of her that threw her over the hillside. She screamed like her life depended on it as his fingers plunged in faster riding the wave of pleasure she was feeling.

  He placed his mouth on her drinking up the sweetness that was rolling out of her body. She collapsed in his arms feeling more contented than she thought possible. He picked her up, turned off the shower, and carried her back to bed.

  *~*~*~*

  They were eating a late lunch, and she was trying not to blush when there was a knock on the front door before it opened.

  “Hello?” Xander called out. She would recognize his voice anywhere because it was so close to Caden’s voice.

  “We’re in the kitchen.”

  “Lunch, did you make extra’s?” Xander walked in followed by Ven.

  He had made extras. She had sat there and watched him knowing he was cooking for more than the two of them.

  “Salad, spaghetti and homemade rolls.” He placed two mor
e plates on the table.

  Yep, she was in heaven. Not only could he make love to her until she passed out, but he could also feed her, so he could make love to her again. There was a silly smile on her face, but she couldn’t contain it.

  “Hi, Xander. Hi, Ven.”

  “Hi, sister.” He gave her that smile that said I know what you’ve been doing, and I’m happy for you.

  “Hi, Sage.” Ven gave her a sweet smile.

  “Anything new we should know about?” Caden placed bowls of food on the table before he sat.

  “Nothing new, it’s been quiet,” Xander said while he filled his plate.

  “I’ve been thinking.”

  “Always a bad sign,” Caden teased him.

  Ven ignored him like he did it a lot.

  “Do you remember the night mom changed?” Both the twins nodded.

  “What do you mean changed?” Sage felt like she was being left out of the conversation.

  Caden gave her a run down on the Thalians and the war they continued to fight after they landed on the Earth.

  “Our last battle was the night mom changed. She saved dad’s life.”

  “I’m confused; humans don’t change.”

  “I know, but she did. That night I heard thunder it was loud with cracks of lightning in the sky, only the lightning was black. I didn’t pay it any attention at the time, but I filed it away for later.”

  “There is no such thing as black lightning.”

  Ven turned his blue eyes on her making her squirm in her chair.

  “There is no such thing as a bioweapon that can attack your mind, but one did.”

  Well hell, when a child outsmarts you.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Black lightning, Sage was still having trouble wrapping her mind around that. Was it any different from anything else that had happened in the last couple of months? They were sitting on the porch. The guys had gone over to Cole’s and asked him if they could borrow a few of his chairs he had set up out back. Now they were sitting there looking at each other.