Ryder - Caveman Insticts Book Three

by Gower, Hazel

  FUCK IT. LUCY WAS RIGHT. I was so done waiting around for Ryder to make the next move. I wasn’t waiting for him to strike. I was going to confront whatever was going on between us my way. On my terms. I was going to do something. I knew where the gorgeous bastard that plagued my dreams lived and I was going there now.

  Ryder’s house was closer than the base, so it took me no time before I pulled up to the fortress, surprised to see a car I was sure I’d seen following me the last couple of days. A man in his forties got out and opened the massive gates. He then waved me to follow him. I didn’t, unsure now what to do. Was Ryder expecting me? No, surely not. I only decided as I saw the turn to Ryder’s place to go and confront him. I’d had a feeling that I’d been followed lately and I just bet it was this guy waving me in. It made me wonder if maybe the guy had phoned and told Ryder I was on my way. Did I still want to go to Ryder if he knew I was coming?

  The guy let the fence go and walked to his car and got in. I watched as he disappeared down the drive way. Crap, I needed to stop acting like a pussy and suck up my fear and confront Ryder. I was the one with the power, not him. Gripping the steering wheel, I put my foot down on the gas and drove down the driveway.

  The man who was at the gate stood before the front door entrance. I parked my car and watched as the guy opened the door. He didn’t enter, but held it open like he was waiting for me to go in. Checking my hair and make-up all still looked good, I got out of my car, locked it, and strolled to the door. I slipped past the guy, gulping when he shut it behind me staying outside. Okay, that was just creepy.

  Gazing around at the immaculate home, I noticed that it was dead quiet. Wandering down the hall, I quickly peeked into each lavish room searching for Ryder. Frustrated when I don’t find him down stairs, I debated for only a moment if I should head to the upper levels. I paused at the top of the stairs when I heard the very faint sound of water running.

  Ryder was in the bathroom. I followed the sound to a bedroom done in soft browns, creams and black. A very bachelor room. The shower was louder now and I debated what I should do. Did I call out, wait down stairs for Ryder to finish, or sit and wait in his room?

  Or should I just walk into the bathroom and interrupt his shower?

  Images of fantasies I’d had the last couple of nights flashed before me and my body heated, eager for me to go and see if his body was how I imagined. In the very back of my mind it screamed that I should run and get away while I could, but the other more prominent parts yelled, “Open the door and take a peek. What could it hurt?” Unable to help myself, I opened the door slowly and quietly stepped into the bathroom.

  The shower screen was fogged, but I could see the outline of his body and damn was it a fine body. A deep chuckle had me nearly jumping out of my skin. “I wondered if you’d be able to resist.” His gravelly voice had my pussy clenching and my stomach flipping with butterflies. Damn, the man was dangerous and I hadn’t even seen him yet. What had I done? I should have left. No. I could do this. I was strong. I was supposed to be the one in charge, not turning into a puddle of need at just his bloody voice.

  “How’d you know it was me?” I croaked out, annoyed my voice was being uncooperative. I should have been strong.

  The water turned off and I froze staring at the fogged screen. “Your bodyguards called me as soon as your car turned directions towards me.”

  Crap, he did have me watched. Wait. Bodyguards, plural? “Hey, what the hell are you talking about my bodyguards?

  The screen opened and my knees became weak. Oh God, I couldn’t help but stare as Ryder stepped out. He was better than even my wildest imagination. He was huge, and I mean with a capital H. Everywhere. There was no way I could be with him, he was way too big. He had muscle packed upon muscle, wide, tall and built like a brick. His tattoos didn’t deter my lust, only enhanced it. I watched his muscles flex as he came towards me and I knew in that moment I was screwed in every way.

  He didn’t even bother with the towel as he stalked towards me. Licking my lips, I moved back into the bedroom until I hit the edge of the bed. My body was on fire. I’d never felt so turned on and could feel my now wet panties. Ryder may be crazy, but he did things to my body. Could I get away with sleeping with him without him taking it to mean I was agreeing to the insane soulmate thing?

  My gaze traveled over his toned, lickable body and…Fuck it. I was beyond horny, and all I’d thought of the last couple of days was him. Maybe if I got laid I’d go back to normal. I mean anything had to be better than feeling like I did right now, all hot and needy. I had come here to see what this thing was between us. Okay, so my original plan had been that we’d talk, but right now as I stared hungrily at his body I knew that talk was so overrated.

  Decided, I bit my lips and caught his gaze. “I feel overdressed,” I whispered, and then gulped as I gazed down his body, pausing on his hard, long, thick arousal. Wow, he was in proportion. He really was like none of the men I’d been with. My cheeks heated and the warmth that flowed through me rose higher.

  He yanked me to him. “I’ll remedy that.” Shivering in anticipation, I let myself go, giving my body to Ryder. He unzipped and pulled my skirt down and I raised my arms as he lifted my tank up and off. He picked me up and the skirt clumped to the floor. He put me down and then knelt. My breath caught in my throat when he carefully helped me out of my panties and undid the buckles on my shoes and slipped them off. I gasped as his warm lips rested on my belly before he kissed his way up, pausing to slide his hands around and undo my bra. It dropped to the floor and his lips latched onto one of my nipples.

  Holy shit that felt good. I arched and wiggled until more of my body touched his. Tingles shot straight to my pussy and I basked in the feel of his hard body against me as he sucked on my breasts.

  “You’re perfect. So Goddamn beautiful. I love these.” He growled and weighted each breast, smiling at me before he licked at each nipple. “The last couple of nights I’ve imagined your thighs wrapped around my waist as I sink my cock into your pussy over and over.”

  Groaning as the image I’d had the last couple of nights took over, I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his muscles flex as his arms circled me. I nodded. “Yes. Do that. I’ve imagined those big lips of yours working my body. I’ve wondered if your dick is the same size as the rest of you and good Lord, am I happy.” I was also scared. He was the biggest I’d ever seen, but I didn’t intend to tell him that.

  Ryder grunted, and I noticed a red tinge on his cheeks. Oh, he was cute when I embarrassed him. He leaned so my back hit the bed and I backed up toward the headboard. Slowly, he crawled after me, a predator stalking his prey as he crawled up over my body until he hovered above me, his lips mere inches from mine.

  “You’re mine,” he moaned before he took my mouth to his. His tongue slipped out and traced the seam of my lips, seeking entry. Opening my mouth I met his tongue with my own, tangling them together. I trailed a finger up his back, coming to rest on his head, and I ran my hand over his hair, liking the prickly short length.

  Ryder deepened the kiss and it took my breath away. He rubbed his body against mine and I loved the feel of his hard muscles against my soft ones. I was surprised at how his hardness felt against me. I expected it to be stiff and uncomfortable, not smooth and caressing. His hands came to rest on my thighs, his fingers paused over my core before he gently parted my folds and played with my pussy. His touch burned, spreading a heat through me that settled at my core, pulsing. Needing air, I tore my mouth from his and took deep gulps as Ryder trailed his way with kisses to nuzzle my neck before he nibbled along my collarbone. I held him to me. His lips shot sparks straight to my core and I couldn’t remember a man ever making me feel like this.

  I closed my eyes and savored Ryder’s touch. I felt his lips brush over mine and I opened my eyes to stare into bright green ones. “You’re mine forever,” he said. “I won’t give you up. Tell me you’re mine. Tell me you’re going to love me.”
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br />   I wanted Ryder. It was all I’d thought of for days. Right now I’d say just about anything so he would fuck me. I’d never been so turned on in my life. My body was alight and I knew I needed Ryder to put out my flame, but love? Um, no. I wasn’t even close to that. I was his, for now.

  Ryder ran his fingers over me and cupped my breasts. He tweaked my nipples, and the slight pain had me moaning and panting out my answer hoping he would give me what I wanted. “Yours. Now. Yours. Fuck me now.”

  Before even the last word left my lips, Ryder smashed his mouth on mine and his hands lifted me up and squeezed my arse as he rubbed himself against me. Pulses of delight spread through me and I savored every brush of his skin against my own. Groaning I tore my mouth away and gazed at the amazing body on me. Letting my fingers explore, I traced the ridges in his back before coming around and trailing the tips over every crevice and muscle. Ryder felt frigging fantastic against me.

  I’d seen hot bodies before, being an Army brat with men always around, and I’d seen some big bastards. But never as brawny or big as Ryder. He was as thick as a concrete wall and none of it was fat. It was all toned, yummy muscles that had my gaze following every flex. His hands were at least three times the size of mine and he knew what he was doing with them. Ryder’s sun kissed skin was dark and I was eager to lick and follow the intricate swirls of his tattoos.

  Easing up I did just that, starting at the beginning of his neck and licked down his body wiggling between them. We stitched so I was on top and I trailed the thick black swirling tattoos that took up one side of his body. He stiffened under my tongue and I knew he was enjoying my exploring.

  Ryder’s deep moan had me gazing up from his stomach. “You’re the perfect little vixen. Right now you own me.”

  I liked that. Owning him calmed any nerves that lingered about his claim on me. His hands hooked up my arms and he lifted me up so I was face to face with him.

  “I need to be inside you. I’m desperate to make you mine.” He rolled so he hovered above me.

  I felt his rock-hard cock as it slid back and forth across my pussy lips. My body was primed for him to take. His cock lined up and the tip slowly slid past my pussy lips. The stretching sensation spread through me and stopped me from pushing him deeper or going faster. It wasn’t painful, just new. I wasn’t used to feeling so full. Gazing up into his passion filled eyes, I relaxed my body as best I could. He sank further and the delightful feeling of his cock being deeper had me clenching and aching for him to move faster. I needed more. I wanted more.

  He eyes stared into mine. “You’re mine. I’m never letting you go. You. Are. Mine.” He drove himself with a swift push in.

  Screaming as my walls stretched beyond anything I’d ever felt, my body burned and ached, but felt so, so, so good. Panting, as I tried to slow my frantic breathing, I clutched Ryder. He eased back, his dick retreating.

  “No, don’t go. Kiss me. Give me a moment more to get used to your size.” His answer was to take my lips to his own, gently coaxing them to respond as he gathered me into his arms, and the motion brought me to rise on his cock. The stretching pain was ebbing now, the full feeling touched every nerve and all the right spots. My body was on the tip of a high just within reach. Wanting to reach my peak I dig my heels into his arse, pushing him deeper.

  “You really are my little vixen. Slow down. I’m holding on by a thread. Give me a moment so I don’t blow like a teenage boy. You feel amazing.”

  Giggling I clenched my muscles around him experimentally. He moaned and I grinned and wiggled my bum, enjoying the feeling of him inside me. “Move. Now,” I hissed.

  Gripping my hips, he eased out, then propelled back in. “You feel amazing. You’re mine,” he snarled as he pumped in and out of me. He reached down with one hand and let his fingers rub my clit. “Tell me who you belong to too.” His rhythm slowed and I groaned in frustration wanting the fast-rough strokes.

  “You. I’m yours,” I yelled, wanting him to resume his pace.

  He nodded. “Yes. Mine.” His hands tightened almost painfully against me as his speed picked up again and he pistoned into me. Almost drowning in the intense pleasure that flowed through me I watched in a lustful haze as Ryder’s muscles strained and tensed with each retreat and enter. With the pressure within me getting ready to blow, I started to move my hips to meet his thrusts. Running my hands over his chest and back, I let the immense ecstasy wash over me as his speed started to become frantic.

  “Oh God. Oh… I need to…” Barely able to breathe as my release started washing over me I dug my nails into Ryder, desperate for an anchor as wave after euphoric wave washed over me. Screaming, my pussy pulsed and clung to him.

  Grunting, Ryder leaned down, resting his hands on either side of me, his dick lodged deep. He nuzzled my neck and nibbled on my earlobe adding to my already euphoric state. I nibbled on the tip of his ear holding him close to me.

  Ryder pumped into me with a final deep push before yelling his release. It rang over and over in my ear as I felt him still and pour himself into me.

  His body came down on me and I didn’t even mind his heavy weight. Nothing had ever felt like this before. I was in heaven. I didn’t care that he was still semi-hard inside me. I basked in our afterglow even when he moaned and rolled us to the side so he wasn’t squashing me. His lips came to rest on my forehead and I sighed in contentment. I could get used to this.

  Closing my eyes, I told myself having a little nap before we started again was a good idea.

  My woman had come to me. I held her close loving how perfectly she fit. She was beyond angelic at the moment, her hair a wild mess on the pillow, her long eyelashes rested against her cheeks and her skin flushed a healthy pink. Her finger threaded through mine resting on her stomach. Her shapely body was pressed up against me. Her arse rested against my straining cock. Gently, I swept her hair away from her eyes and lightly brushed my fingertips over her kiss-swollen lips.

  I’d been surprised when Chad called me to say that Divinity was on her way to me. I debated what to do, if I should meet her at the door, or wait in the living room. It wasn’t until I knew she was on the grounds that I decided to test how badly she wanted to talk to me. It took a lot of strength to step away from Divinity and not run down and throw her over my shoulder as soon as she pulled up to my front door, but I knew that Divinity needed me enough to come to me and I wanted to see how far she’d go. Any plan to wait and see what she came to me for went out the window as soon as I saw her, I couldn’t hold back from making her mine. I was done waiting.

  Rolling over, careful not to wake her, I opened my bedside drawer and got out the ring I’d gotten the day I’d first seen Divinity. She was feisty and I knew what engagement ring to get her as soon as she stood toe to toe against me. My mother was a gem buff and even though it bored me, after years of listening to my mother, some of her knowledge had rubbed off. Black Onyx is a gem thought to enhance determination and perseverance. It’s said the wearer repels the hostility and negativity of others. It is also thought the gem enhanced determination and perseverance. Divinity already had loads of that, and I knew that a ring with black onyx as its feature would be perfect. I didn’t even bother debating with myself if I should put the ring on without asking. Divinity was mine now and I was never giving her up. Opening the case, I took the ring out. I eased her onto her back, reached for her left hand, and slid the ring onto her finger. It was a perfect fit. The diamond on either side of the large onyx complemented the jewel and on Divinity the ring looked like it was made just for her.

  I chuckled when she groaned, “Give me five more minutes,” and rolled onto her side.

  I slid up against her and she instantly snuggled her back against my chest. My dick strained as she brushed her butt against it. Shit, her skin was so smooth and warm. Running my hands up her stomach I cupped her breasts and circled the tip with pads of my fingers before squeezing the large round globes and gently plucking her pointed nipples. Div
inity moaned and ground her arse against me. My cock rubbed against her pussy lips. A consuming lust washed over me as my dick felt the wetness spilling from her as she wiggled down on me. Holding onto her tighter, I eased her down a little more, closed my eyes and slammed my cock home. Her scream that turned into a yell of deep pleasure had any thought of slowing my passion disappear and ignited an almost crazed need to hear her moan out her delight over and over. Nestling into her shoulder I nibbled from her collarbone up and down her neck. Her screams of pleasure become so loud it deafened me. My dick drove into her with a force that had me grinding my teeth to hold my release off until she came first. Sucking on her neck like a starving animal I thanked every God my crazed mind could think of when I felt her walls start to quiver.

  Tightening my hold on her, I slid one hand down to circle her clit as I thrust deep. She now pushed herself back down on me when I retreated, her body reluctant to let me go. Knowing she was so close I rose up and nibbled on her ear pausing to growl, "I love how tight you feel around my cock. Come. Let me feel what I do to you.” I bit the tip of her earlobe as I pressed down on her clit. Her core gripped me as she screamed so loud I was sure the house shook with it.

  “Oh, fuck, I’m coming.” I let the ecstasy of my own release wash through me as her pussy clamped onto my dick and wouldn’t let go. I shot my load deep into her, bathing her womb, and I stayed lodged in her until she wiggled and tried to get away. I wasn’t having it though. I scraped my teeth over her earlobe before tugging it. “You’re mine.”

  She shivered but didn’t move from me. Resting my chin on her shoulder my fingers drew calming circles on her stomach. “So, you came to see me?”

  She giggled and the sound was so sweet that I didn’t even mind that my dick was soft and slid out of her. I had wanted to stay inside of her. I loved the feeling of her warmth surrounding me.

  “Yeah, I came to talk to you. Ha, that went well.”