Dev's Mate (Shifters on the run Book 2)

by Serena Simpson

  He tasted of comfort and wildness. How was that possible? She lost her thought as his tongue began to duel with hers. He deepened the kiss pulling her further into him. Her body made a subtle move on top of his as she felt desire creep through her. Her nipples hardened the wetness between her legs increased, and she marveled at how one kiss could make her feel better.

  He pulled back from her breathing hard. She was driving him crazy. The taste of her was sweeter than he could have ever imagined. She tasted like honey and trust when he kissed her, and it was messing with his head because he didn’t want to hurt her. He needed to know she wanted what he wanted.

  “Rissa, I want to make love to you. Strip you out of those shorts and tee and look at your beautiful body. I want to explore you forever if I can. Then I want to sink deep inside of you or taste you. Both of those desires are warring with each other, but I won’t do either unless I know this is what you want. Rissa, can I love you?”

  Chapter Eleven

  Her eyes flashed from gray to her animals and back again as his words tumbled around in her mind. She had kissed him made herself vulnerable, and still, he asked instead of taking. Her head nodded because the words were stuck in her throat. He just held her, and she realized that until he heard her say yes, he wouldn’t make another move. I want to be with him forever was her silent prayer to HIM. Maybe HE would hear her and grant her wish this time.

  “Yes.” The word came out so low she wasn’t sure he heard her. “I want you to make love to me.”

  His lips curved into a smile that made her heart beat faster. She needed a picture of him to look at if they somehow became separated, then she would always have something to remember him by. She felt the prick of tears in her eyes when she thought of being away from him.

  “None of that.” His voice rumbled in her ear. “You’re right here in my arms, and I don’t intend to lose you. Do you remember my promise to you?”

  She nodded her head. If somehow they became separated, if someone kidnapped her, he would come after her.

  “I remember. You will find me no matter where they take me.”

  “I swear I won’t stop looking until I find you.”

  Her damn heart beat double time while something soft slipped into it. He was important to her not just because he was good. She shied away from the thought because she wasn’t ready yet.

  “Make love to me, Dev.”

  “I thought you’d never ask.”

  He pulled her head down to his locking his lips on hers. Allowing her to feel the hardness of them along with the softness. His tongue licked at the seam of her mouth until she opened. He came in and tasted her like he was dying for what only she could give him. Their tongues battled looking to see who would be the victor. In the end, it was a draw, just what she needed it to be.

  He turned over to his side carefully placing her on the bed. He moved to her throat kissing her. His tongue licked her making little patterns on her shoulder that brought forth a laugh. Laughter in the midst of making love, that was new to her, but she liked it.

  “I’ve decided I like this spot right here.” He kissed the curve of her shoulder. “I like this spot also.” His finger was sliding down the column of her neck. “Then there is this spot right here. Forget it I give up. I like all your spots.”

  Her laughter came out bright and high pitched before she kissed the side of his neck.

  “I like all your spots too.” Her teeth nipped at his shoulder giving him small bites as her animal growled something she refused to listen to in the back of her mind.

  Her hand moved down his chest. He was nothing but muscle and sheer animal ferocity. He could break her. The thought entered her mind and exited it without her paying attention to it. She trusted him a trust he earned. He wouldn’t hurt her she was sure of that.

  She tugged at the hem of his shirt, and he had it off before she could ask him to get rid of it. Leaning in she kissed his chest before her tongue came out to taste him.

  “Smell and taste mean so much more to me.” The words came out of her in a small roar.

  She licked his nipple and watched as it puckered. Seeing it happen made her so happy that she did it again. She took his nipple into her mouth and sucked on it.

  He stilled the growl of pleasure trying to escape his lips because he didn’t want to scare her. She was skittish. He was aware that when his hand came up to stroke her hair that she tensed for a few seconds before she relaxed. She was waiting for him to hit her. He wanted to roar or maybe just scream with the pain of what she had endured. Instead, he moved carefully so she could see every move before he made it.

  She raised her eyes to look at him before allowing her hand to move over his chest again. Her fingers fluttered over his skin in the softest of caresses before she pressed a little harder letting his heat warm her hand up. She was so vulnerable, and she knew it. Her head lowered a little, and she licked his abs enjoying the taste of his skin, Salt, musk, and animal, combined with that taste and smell of comfort and protection. If she weren't careful, he would have her heart.

  He carefully placed her on her back so he could start an exploration of his own. His eyes swept over her black hair and down to her gray eyes. He took in her rosy cheeks and had to stop. He kissed each cheek enjoying the redness that stained them. A slight chuckle came from him before he moved down her neck. He placed his nose in the curve of her neck and sniffed. She smelled like honey and home. It was the most exotic combination of scents he had ever encountered. He drew her scent deeper into him before he kissed down her body making his way to her chest.

  The beauty of her skin called to him, he loved the way she looked. His eyes caressed her breast.

  She sat up and pulled her tee off. It was only fair she thought. She didn’t have a bra on, and she wasn’t going to ask herself why not.

  Her breasts were somewhere in the middle of small and large, and he loved it. The nipples were already hardening as if they were anticipating his touch as much as he was anticipating touching them.

  “You’re beautiful, Rissa, and your special.”

  Her throat worked trying to get the right words out. His finger covered her mouth.

  “You don’t have to reply I’m simply telling you what I see.”

  He lowered his head and took one of her rose-tipped nipples into his mouth. Her eyes closed even as she moaned her pleasure. Her hands clutched onto him as she held him firmly against her body. His other hand went to her breast caressing it before his fingers pinched her nipple.

  He looked up to see if he were causing her pain. There was a look of bliss on her face as her hips shifted against his thigh.

  “Again.” It was the only word she was able to get out as her body reached a state of pleasure she hadn’t known before. She didn’t know it could feel this good. A pinch to shoot her pleasure upward instead of a cruel twist that left her with bruises afterward.

  He repeated the action. Her chin tilted up as her head went backward a growl of satisfaction left her lips at his actions. The animal that resided inside of her was experiencing pleasure at his hands. She wanted to keep him. ‘Ours’ she kept growling while Rissa ignored her.

  He switched nipples taking the other one into his mouth. He sucked harder this time, and she was sure she was going to go up in flames. She caressed him reaching out for any part of his body that she could touch.

  “More, Dev I need more.”

  He gave a seductive chuckle that landed right between her legs making her throb as her hips began to move against him seeking relief.

  His hands went to the waistband of her shorts and waited for her small nod of agreement before he pulled them down her body along with her panties.

  “Not yet.” He said kissing and licking his way down her body until his head was between her legs.

  His tongue licked against the seam of her pussy, her body became still and unmoving. A quick look up revealed the stress and fear on her face.

  “Rissa?” His voice was
soft even as anger boiled inside of him. That bastard had hurt her here.

  “You don’t have to do that. Please don’t.”

  He allowed himself to get close enough to smell her enticing scent without touching her. Later he promised himself they would talk about it, but for now, he needed to bring her low sultry voice back that was filled with passion.

  “I won’t hurt your honeypot.”

  “Honeypot?”

  “Mmm, you smell like honey, and I like it.”

  She smiled all fear forgotten as she caressed him. His fingers were gently playing with the seam of her pussy until he pressed one into the wetness of her channel.

  Her eyes caught him as they got bigger. He placed a second one inside of her.

  “You’re so tight, I love it.”

  “Dev.” Her voice was strained, she wanted to plead but didn’t want to sound weak.

  He brought his fingers up and placed one in his mouth as he sucked it clean before he placed the other in and repeated the action. Her eyes were wide as she watched him.

  “I love the way you taste. Rissa, I want you.”

  “I want you too.” She stumbled over her words, not because she was scared, but because she never remembered feeling this good with a male.

  Her trembling fingers went to the jeans he was still wearing and unsnapped then and pulled his zipper down. His hands took over from there quickly taking them off along with his boxers.

  He kissed her sharing with her the taste of her intimate self. A deep moan came from her even as she felt him adjust himself between her legs so that his thick cock was lying over her. She pressed herself against him and almost choked on the most amazing feeling.

  His lips sealed tightly against hers as he lifted himself until the tip of his cock was pressing gently against her pussy. I want this she reminded herself and nodded before she looked into his eyes.

  He began to press going slowly. She chewed on her bottom lip as she felt the head of his cock press through her barrier when there was no pain she let her lip go and breathed deeply taking his scent deep inside of her. He kept pressing filling her up until she knew every inch of him was inside of her.

  “I feel full.”

  “That’s good.” He gave a laugh, but it was strained. The very sound of his voice, the strain in it put her at ease. He was more concerned about her pleasure than his. She would always cherish this moment.

  The more he stayed still, the more she wanted to move. She gave her hips a shallow buck upward. Deciding it felt good, she did it again. Turning her head, she saw his finger clenching the sheet.

  “Move Dev.”

  “Are you sure?” The words came out of clenched teeth.”

  She lifted her head and kissed the side of his neck. “I’m sure.”

  He withdrew a little and sank back in slowly. He did it again and again until he pulled up and she raised her hips swiftly impaling herself on him. The two simultaneous groans of pleasure made them both hotter.

  His hips came up further as he sank down faster turning her insides into a river of molten lava. She hung on meeting his moves while she cried out her pleasure. He spoke fast words to her in a deep voice of her beauty, while he praised her for her trust in him. As he spoke, he kept his hips moving pounding against her as his cock went deep making her sensitive.

  She wanted it all, needed to find out what it would feel like to fall apart in his arms. Already she could feel her body trembling as she strained to get to that place she never fully experienced before. His name came out in a groan as she nipped at his shoulder.

  He moved faster as if he knew she was approaching that cliff. Her belly tightened as her body prepared to throw itself over. One stroke, she screamed he was touching her everywhere. Another stroke and she couldn’t hold on anymore. She was coming apart, and she liked it. Her body shook, and her mind took her to large pastures as she ran through them looking for release.

  His body began to shake. Her wide eyes hit his even as her arms circled him again pulling him closer. She wanted to know what it would feel like. He gave a roar as his hips pounded into her one more time before his essence flowed out. It was warm heating her insides up making her feel like she was ultra-sexy and feminine.

  She held onto him tightly enjoying every move and pulse of him inside of her. His body calmed, and she felt his weight settle on her, his head was pillowed between her breast.

  “You’re so…this was…” his tongue tripped he couldn’t find the words to tell her what this meant to him.

  “I know,” she whispered.

  He turned them over, so they were lying side by side never pulling out of her. This was a connection he never wanted to break.

  Chapter Twelve

  She woke up with a smile on her face. The memory of last night warmed her. Was it last night it seemed a little dark out the windows? Rolling out the bed she padded her way to the bathroom. There was a feeling in her belly that she didn’t like. She used the bathroom and looked into the mirror as she washed her hands.

  The feeling seemed to grow was she sick? She couldn’t get sick she needed to be in top shape to keep running. She would slow Dev down if she were sick. She walked back into the room. A scream came through her clenched teeth as she hit the floor. What was happening to her? She was dying. Dev was off the bed and had her in his arms even as she tried to crawl out of them.

  “Let me go, I’m sick I don’t want you to catch it.” Her voice was hoarse even as her body bucked and she screamed.

  “I need to find out what’s wrong with you Rissa. We’ll figure this out together. You’ll be okay.”

  “Her well-being is up to you. Congratulations are in order, you woke her animal up. Now you have a choice, you either help her change, or she dies trying to resist what is normal.”

  “Who the hell are you?” He shook himself wondering what happened to him for a moment.

  “No time for that.” He stuck his hand out and froze both Lore and Ben as they tried to sneak up on him. “Come find them.”

  He turned then disappeared taking Dev and Rissa with him.

  They were in a forested area. Rissa was on her knees with her body shaking as she tried to hold onto her form.

  “Either she changes, or she dies. It’s up to you.” Talon disappeared.

  “Go away Dev, save yourself.”

  “Listen to me, Rissa. You can do this. I’ve changed before, you have to allow your body to relax.”

  She shook her head even as she started to crawl off. “There’s a monster inside of me, and I don’t want you to get hurt.” Her nails clutched at the dirt as her body bowed. “Please, Dev just let me die.”

  “Hell no.” He went to stand in front of her. “Later we will laugh about this or maybe not.”

  “Watch me, Rissa, you can do this.” He took several big breaths and allowed his body to relax. He felt the multitude of animals inside of him fighting to get out until one took over.

  He went to his hands and knees as his body arched and began to break apart. There was the loud sound of bone breaking apart and reforming until standing in front of her was a brown bear. His head came down next to her rubbing against her face.

  She didn’t want to be intrigued, but she was. Her hand came up and touched his fur. Before she hit the ground and closed her eyes. She allowed whatever was happening in her body to take over. There was a mind that took the driver’s seat, but she could still think and overrule if necessary. She listened as her bones broke apart and rearranged themselves even as she endured the pain.

  Her eyes opened to see the most beautiful brown bear sitting in front of her licking her face. That tickles the human voice in her head said. She would have rolled her eyes if she could have. Rissa stood on shaky legs and took an experimental step.

  Dev stood up and watched her. He followed her as she moved around slowly until she got the hang of her body. She was a lion, and her brown fur was tinted in red at the ends. He wished he could take a picture of her she was t
hat beautiful.

  She got the hang of moving and ran off before coming back to him and racing off again. He chuffed, his little Rissa wanted to play. He ran with her as her sleek body turned, and she jumped over fallen logs. She would stop to explore downed branches before her whiskers twitched and she was off exploring another part of the forest. They ran and played. When he was down on all fours, she would jump over him. There would be a small roar that let him know she was coming and when she made her jump successfully there would be a loud roar the seemed to shake the leaves on the trees. He would chuff with her and follow as she ran off again.

  Sneaking up on her in bear form wasn’t going to happen, and she loved it. When they got tired he laid down, she went to him and snuggled her form next to his. Then she started to lick him grooming him like she was planning on being with him forever.

  They closed their eyes to take a rest since the night had been long and sleep was in short supply. He opened his eyes to her butting her head against him. She stretched like the lithe cat she was before she was up on her feet. She was so nimble it amazed him. He lumbered to his feet as she ran away again. There was a sound that stopped him in his tracks. He looked up to see a military helicopter overhead.

  Rissa cried out in a roar. He got close enough to her to see them lifting her up in a net. He tried to catch it to slice it into pieces, but she was too high by the time he got there. She was fighting using her claws on the net until a dart was shot into her shoulder making her fall silent. He roared as they flew away with her.

  Pain blasted through his body as he continued to roar for her until he fell to the ground. His body shook as his bones cracked and reformed until he was once again in his human form.

  “Your military took her.”

  He turned around to see the male from earlier and attacked him. His body was locked in some type of field although he could still see and hear.