Skylar’s Devotion

by Marisa Chenery

  Just then, he heard the sound of someone walking down stairs. A few seconds later, Braelyn stepped into the room. It took everything he had not to jump up, take her in his arms and kiss her senseless in front of her mother. She wore the same short, black dress she’d bought that afternoon. He remembered it well since she’d modeled it in front of him. The dress showed off her long legs. He wanted them wrapped around his waist as he sank his cock into her pussy over and over again.

  Desperately trying to pull his mind away from anything dealing with Braelyn and sex, Skylar swept his gaze up her body, starting with the black, strappy high heels she wore all the way to her face. She wore makeup, which she hadn’t had on during the day, giving her a sexier look. A small smile played across her lips as if she knew exactly what he’d been thinking seconds before.

  He stood and closed the distance between them. “Are you ready to go?”

  Braelyn nodded. “Yes.” She then turned to look at her mother. “Sorry to leave you alone, Mom.”

  Bev waved her daughter’s apology away with a flick of her hand. “I’ll be fine. I’m used to being alone when your father has to work late. Go enjoy your date.” She stood and walked over to them. “It was nice meeting you, Skylar. If I were single and my daughter’s age, I’d be making a play for you.”

  “Mom!” Braelyn said with a laugh. She then turned back to Skylar. “Never mind her. She isn’t serious. She’s been head over heels in love with my father since they first met, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.”

  “So true,” Bev said. “But there is no harm in me admiring a good-looking younger man like Skylar.”

  “All right, I think it’s time we leave before my mom gets out of hand,” Braelyn said as she shook her head.

  He chuckled at the banter between his mate and her mother. They were obviously very close. If only they knew he was way older than they thought. They had no idea he’d celebrated his thousand and sixth birthday four months before.

  With a goodbye to Braelyn’s mom, Skylar guided Braelyn out of the house and to his car. He held the passenger door open for her and closed it once she got in. He walked around the front and climbed into the driver’s side.

  Skylar started the car and pulled away from the curb. He took a quick glance over at Braelyn. “Are you hungry?” He knew he was, and not just for food.

  She turned her head in his direction. “Yeah, I’m starved.”

  “Now don’t take this the wrong way, but you are going to order something more than a salad, right? I know most models tend not to eat enough to keep a bird alive.”

  Braelyn shook her head. “I’m not like that. I do have to watch I don’t overindulge too often, but I’ve been blessed with a fast metabolism. I eat pretty much what I want so long as I do it responsibly.”

  “Good, because it takes a hell of a lot more than a small salad to fill me up.”

  Out of the corner of his eye, Skylar watched Braelyn look him up and down. “Seeing you, I never would have guessed,” she said with a grin. “I would imagine you have the opposite problem from me—not getting enough food.”

  “More than you know. With five brothers who are as tall and as muscular as I am, and a brother-in-law who weight lifts, it’s hard to keep food in the house. My sister and my sisters-in-law are always complaining about the number of trips to the grocery store they have to make.”

  “You all still live together? That’s a big family. My parents only had me so I can’t picture what it would be like with that many siblings around.”

  “We’ve lived in the same place for quite a while now. I’m used to it. We all have our own separate rooms. If it gets to be too much, I can go up to mine and lock myself in.”

  “You’re house must be huge. Where do you live?”

  “In one of the mansions in Marin County.”

  “I’m impressed.”

  “I’ll take you there sometime and you can see it for yourself. Just be forewarned that it will also mean I’ll have to introduce you to my entire family. And it won’t be the same experience I just had with your mom.”

  Braelyn laughed. “I’m sure it won’t be that bad.”

  “You have no idea,” he said drolly. “I have one brother, Jager, who basically says whatever crap is on his mind and doesn’t care who he offends. Then, until recently, my other brother, Leif, used to consider himself a ladies’ man and would flirt with anything female. Now that he’s married, he no longer does it. The others will just be nosy.”

  “I think I can handle your family.”

  They fell silent as Skylar turned into the parking lot of the Supperclub. It looked on the full side, and he wondered if they’d be able to get in when he pulled into one of the few empty spaces. He hadn’t thought about calling to make reservations.

  Once he helped Braelyn out of the car, he said, “I don’t know if we’ll get a place to eat. It looks busy. I didn’t think to get a reservation.”

  She wrapped her arm around his and started them walking toward the restaurant. “Don’t worry about that. I took care of it. They were booked, but once I said who I was, they had a sudden opening.”

  Skylar chuckled. “I guess dating a famous model has its advantages.”

  “Yes, it does,” Braelyn replied with a smile.

  Inside the restaurant, he let her do the talking when they stood in front of the hostess. The woman put on a big show of greeting Braelyn and then taking them to the bed reserved for them. Once they took a seat on the mattress, the hostess smiled, and with one last gushing welcome and the assurance their server would be with them shortly, she left them alone.

  Skylar shifted closer to the center of the bed. “This should be an experience.” He looked around, noticing how some of the other diners sat up like he did while still others reclined on their sides.

  Braelyn folded her legs to the side and moved closer to him. “You’re going to enjoy this. You don’t get to order food. The menu is picked by their chef and served throughout the night in small portions. As you can hear, they have a DJ playing music. They also have live performances.”

  He wasn’t exactly sure if he liked the idea of the food coming at such a slow rate. He’d planned to get through a leisurely dinner, but not too leisurely, and then take Braelyn someplace for the rest of their date to get to know her even better. But if it would take most of the night just to eat, he didn’t think there would be time for it.

  Looking at Braelyn, he found her watching him expectantly as if she waited for his reaction. This wasn’t the first time he’d seen her do it, either. While shopping, he’d gotten the feeling she used some of the things she did or said to test him in some way. He had no problem with it. The only thing that bothered him was the fact she felt she had to do it in the first place. Something must have happened in her past that had her putting a new man through a series of tests. Who and what she was seemed his best guess for the root of it. A lot of men could be dumb fucks when it came to beautiful women.

  “It sounds different,” he said. “And should make for an enjoyable evening.” Skylar watched the expectant expression on Braelyn’s face turn into a bright smile.

  “It will be. And the meal is basically all finger food.” She leaned closer. “We’ll also have to share from the same plates.”

  “I guess that means I can’t make a pig of myself and eat everything off the plate before you get your share,” he said jokingly.

  “If there’s a chance of that, I guess I’ll have to hand feed you. That way I’ll be sure to get my portion of it.”

  Skylar’s cock twitched inside his jeans at the thought of Braelyn feeding him. He knew he wouldn’t be able to resist licking off every last bit of food from her fingers while she did it. He’d then have to feed her, of course. He could almost feel the warm wetness of her mouth closing over his fingers.

  Horny as hell from his thoughts, Skylar cupped the back of Braelyn’s head and brought her lips to his. He kissed her thoroughly, sweeping the inside with his
tongue before he released her. “You can feed me so long as I get to feed you in return,” he said huskily.

  “I’d like that,” Braelyn said, her voice just above a whisper.

  At that moment, their server arrived at their bed. She asked what they wanted to drink. After she took their orders, she left to get them and returned a short while later with his beer and Braelyn’s glass of red wine.

  Soon after that, their food started to arrive. Skylar only recognized half of what was on the plate for the first course. It figured the food would be just as trendy as the restaurant itself. Having never been a picky eater, he didn’t care one way or the other. As long as it tasted good, he’d eat it, especially if the food came from the hand of his mate.

  Braelyn reached into the square dish that sat on the mattress between them and picked up a shrimp that had been cooked in some kind of citrus-type sauce. The smell of lemon and lime filled his nose when she lifted it to his mouth. He opened it only wide enough for her to place the morsel inside. As soon as she did, he closed his lips around her finger and gave it a gentle suck when she pulled it free.

  Skylar chewed and swallowed the food without really tasting it. He became completely focused on Braelyn when he detected the faint smell of her arousal. Encouraged, he reached into the dish and plucked out a shrimp. His gaze focused on her mouth, he fed it to her. Just as he’d done, Braelyn closed her lips around his finger, only she pushed the bite of food to the side of her mouth and swirled her tongue around the tip of his index finger.

  A low, almost silent growl rumbled out of his chest. His cock ached to have her tongue on it while Braelyn pleasured him with her mouth. Now fully engorged, he lifted a leg to hide his erection. He had to keep his arousal under control or he’d have to explain to a roomful of mortals why his eyes were glowing mutedly. Not something he wanted or needed to happen.

  Her mouthful finished, Braelyn chose something from the other dish the server had brought. “Let’s see if you like this,” she said.

  Her voice had taken on a sexy timbre that seemed to hit him in the gut. “Feed it to me then.”

  She popped the piece of herb encrusted vegetable into his mouth. This time he nipped the very tip of her finger. Braelyn sucked in a breath as she worried her bottom lip with her teeth.

  They continued to feed each other in that manner for an hour. With each new dish of food they were given, the sexual tension between them grew greater. Skylar didn’t know how much more he could take. He was coiled tighter than a spring, and he’d long since given up trying to hide the erection that caused a noticeable bulge in the front of his jeans. It didn’t help that the scent of Braelyn’s arousal had become strong enough to overshadow the smell of the food they ate. If he didn’t get to really touch her, kiss her, he’d go insane.

  Hoping to push the game they played to the point where Braelyn would be more than ready to leave, Skylar put a bite of food between his lips, then leaned toward her. He pushed it into her mouth with his tongue, keeping it there long enough to stroke hers before he pulled back. She chewed and swallowed while her heavy-lidded gaze stayed focused on his mouth.

  “I’ve had my fill of food,” he said. “How about you?”

  “So have I.”

  “Then let’s get out of here.”

  At Braelyn’s nod, Skylar caught the eye of their server and motioned her over. Once he’d paid their bill, he ushered Braelyn outside and into his car. Now he just had to figure out where he could take her so they could be alone together. Someplace where he wouldn’t be tempted to make love to her and claim her as his without her knowing what he truly was, and what it meant to be a werewolf’s mate.

  Chapter Five

  Braelyn had become so turned-on inside the restaurant that now she had a hard time not squirming in her seat as Skylar got into the driver’s side and started the car. She’d never expected to become this aroused just by hand feeding him. Every time he’d sucked or nipped at her finger when she had it inside his mouth, the sensation had gone straight to her pussy, causing it to clench with need. And unable to miss the large bulge in his pants, wetness had pooled and leaked into her panties. When Skylar had suggested they leave, she’d been more than ready to do so.

  She barely heard Skylar say, “Where to go?”

  “Start driving and I’ll give you directions to a place where we won’t be disturbed. It’s partway to my parents’ house.”

  A lot of years had gone by since the last time Braelyn had been there with a member of the opposite sex, but it was the first thing that had popped into her head. She felt desperate to get her hands on Skylar, to touch and taste him. The other men she’d dated hadn’t made her body feel this needy. She’d experienced arousal and had slept with more than a couple of men, but none of them had made her feel as if she’d not survive another minute if she didn’t have his hands and lips on her.

  Once they hit the street, Braelyn gave the directions to the spot she had in mind. It wasn’t a long drive, but given the condition she was in, it felt as though it took twice as long to arrive at their destination.

  When they reached the high school, Skylar pulled to a stop in front of it and turned his head to look at her. “A high school?” he asked with skepticism.

  “It’s either here or a hotel room, and honestly, I’m not ready to go that far yet, if you know what I mean? Not on the first date.”

  “Neither am I.”

  Skylar had just scored another point in his favor. “Then here it is. Drive around to the parking lot at the back of the school. When I was a teenager, that’s where I used to go to make out with my boyfriends. A lot of us kids used it for that purpose.”

  “I’ve been reduced to using a teenager make out spot.”

  Undoing her seatbelt, Braelyn shifted as close as she could get to Skylar and gave him a quick, hard kiss. “The longer we sit here trying to figure out another place to go, the less time we’ll have to be together before you have to go to your job.”

  That seemed to do the trick. Skylar hit the gas and drove around to the back of the school. Braelyn barely had a chance to notice they were the only ones there before the car came to a park and Skylar had her in his arms.

  A breathy sigh escaped her lips as his mouth closed over hers. Unlike the other kisses they’d shared, this one was hot and demanding. He reached between them and undid his seatbelt. Once free of it, he hauled her onto his lap. Her short dress rode up as she straddled Skylar’s thighs. She then let out a small squeak of surprise when his seat suddenly went back and she wound up lying on top of him.

  Braelyn moaned and sucked on Skylar’s tongue when her panty-clad pussy came in direct contact with his erection. He felt thick and long against her. More of the wetness that had pooled in her core leaked into her panties as she rubbed herself against his hard cock. Skylar ground against her, matching her movement.

  Shoving a hand down the front of her dress, Skylar fondled her breast. “You aren’t wearing a bra,” he said against her lips.

  “The straps would have shown,” she said in reply. “And I can get away without one.”

  He made a sound that sounded between a groan and a very animalistic growl. “If I had known that during dinner, it would have driven me crazy.”

  She sat up a little and worked to undo the buttons on his shirt. “Enough talking and more touching.”

  Once she reached the top of his pants, she pulled the shirt out from the waistband and continued to undo the buttons until she’d opened the last one. Braelyn parted the material and sucked in a breath. She’d known Skylar was built, but the sight of his well-defined chest and abs made her want to lick and kiss every inch of them. She ran her fingertips across his hairless chest and down his six-pack abs. He was a work of art. She’d never touched a man as heavily built as Skylar before. The male models she’d gone out with had muscle tone, but were more on the skinny side, without Skylar’s mass. Braelyn found Skylar’s body more to her taste.

  Bending, she kissed a trail
across his upper chest. She ran her hands up his smooth skin and held onto the tops of his shoulders. The thought of exploring every inch of him while naked had her heart beating faster. Braelyn promised herself she’d do just that the next time they were together. This was neither the place nor the time to act out that particular fantasy.

  It was her turn to let out a loud groan when Skylar lifted her higher on his body and pushed his face between her breasts. He found the hidden zipper concealed in the side of her dress and pulled it down. Once the material loosened, he yanked down the front enough to bare her breasts. He made that strange half groan/half growl sound again as he circled a nipple with the tip of his tongue before he sucked it between his lips.

  Braelyn pushed herself closer and let the pleasurable sensations coursing through her body take over. She ground against Skylar’s jean-covered cock, wanting the release that slowly built inside her pussy. It had been a while since she’d last been with a man, and it wouldn’t take much to send her into an orgasm.

  Skylar switched to give her other breast equal attention. His hands ran up the top of her thighs, pushing her dress up to her waist. Urging her lower body off his, he traced the top of her panties with his fingers before he shoved a hand down the front.

  At the first brush of a finger against the slick opening of her body, Braelyn gasped as it circled her clit. She shifted her hips, trying to show Skylar where she wanted him to touch her next.

  He released her nipple and said, “You’re so wet, Braelyn. You make me ache to have you, but I’ll settle for making you come.”

  She looked down at Skylar and saw in the dim light he had his eyes partially closed. “Do it,” she said, breathless. “Then it will be your turn.”

  A whimpered moan escaped her when he pushed a finger inside her pussy. He pumped it in and out a few times before a second joined the first. Braelyn panted, squeezing her inner walls to increase her pleasure. It wasn’t until Skylar used a stroking motion inside her, caressing a spot that made her cry out, that her climax took her over. Closing her eyes, riding the fingers that continued to pleasure her, Braelyn moaned.