The Divine Creek Ranch Collection, Volume 1 [Book 1 - Divine Grace, Book 2 - Her Gentle Giant, Book 3 - Heavenly Angel] (Siren Everlasting Collection)

by Heather Rainier

  Eli’s conscience warred with his natural instinct to use whatever means were at his disposal to get her writhing beneath him. But what about her doubts and fears? They’d still be there in the morning if he didn’t make sure this was what she wanted tonight.

  The vulnerability and trust he saw in her eyes strengthened his resolve to prove himself worthy of her.

  “Don’t break my heart, Eli. I couldn’t bear it.”

  “Your heart is safe with me, Rachel. Please trust me.”

  * * * *

  “I need you.” Rachel lowered her lips to his for another kiss and held on when he rolled her under him on the big bed. She could tell he kept most of his weight off of her but pressed his heavily muscled torso lightly into her as he continued to kiss her. His weight and his immense physical presence were unspeakably comforting and arousing, by turns. Still dressed in his sweatpants, he settled his hips between her open thighs and pressed his hard erection into the cradle of her body. Her head fell back on his pillow, and she moaned quietly at the feel of his hard length pressed to her. She secretly wondered how it would all fit. Resting on an elbow, he began to inch the shirt up her thighs.

  “I’m craving my first look at your bare, luscious curves and then a taste of your sweet pussy. Would that be all right, Rachel? Would you let me do that?” He licked tenderly at her lips and nuzzled her jawline.

  Whoa. She looked into his eyes. “You want to do that, Eli?” Rachel was truly hesitant, not understanding why that would turn him on. She knew about oral sex, but she thought that the only men really interested in pleasuring a woman that way were the heroes in erotic romance novels.

  Her experience was limited to one disastrous encounter that had been all about the guy getting what he wanted. That encounter with Reese McCoy had not made her afraid of men but merely confused about what it was they wanted and were willing to give in reality, not fantasy.

  Eli wanted her like that?

  “More than you could possibly imagine. I fantasize all the time about the beautiful body under your clothes. I imagine what you would taste like, and I wonder how you’ll sound when you come that way.”

  Rachel’s cunt clenched and became wetter, begging to be filled. Uncertainty about her inexperience made her want to apologize.

  “If you’re sure, but I’ve never done that before. I don’t know what you want me to do, Eli. I’m sorry.” She felt like an inept teenager.

  “Never be sorry for that. I’m sorry I wasn’t your first lover, but I can be the first to taste your sweet pussy, to show you what real pleasure is. Did you come for your other lover?” She caught a glimmer of jealousy in his eyes.

  Come for that rat-bastard Reese McCoy? She shook her head. “No, it was over right after it began. It wasn’t a good first experience.” She thought that was the fucking understatement of the year. “I never even got close. It never came close to feeling anything like this.” She held on to his shoulder as he lowered his lips to her collarbone, above the neck of the T-shirt. Butterflies took flight in her stomach as he brushed his knuckles over her abdomen, and thoughts of Reese McCoy faded away. He looked up at her, and she saw the tender reassurance in his gaze as he slid the T-shirt up slowly.

  “I’ll go slow for you, Rachel and I’ll stop if you need me to.” Her body wept at his tender words and begged for him. Pleaded to be filled. She panted softly when his lips followed the hem of the T-shirt as it was lifted over her rib cage. His tongue slid along the underside of her breast, which made her insides quiver.

  “Mmm, like velvet.” His warm mouth closed over her tightly peaked nipple, wringing a high-pitched moan from her. She was strung as tight as a bow. He gently spread her thighs and knelt between them. He slid his hands under her waist, arching her back and drawing her to his lips. She felt so claimed and knew she would feel that same sensation to a greater degree before long and reveled in the knowledge. His long black hair slid forward, over and around her, forming a dark curtain as he suckled hungrily on her flesh. His lips made their slow, tantalizing way to the other nipple before kissing up to her collarbones and the hollow at the base of her throat. As he worked the T-shirt over her head, he spoke of how he’d longed for her, that the wait had been worth it, and how delicious she was.

  Eli settled her back on the bed and began to slide his lips and warm tongue down her torso, and her panting increased substantially, knowing where he was headed. Rachel’s body sang for him with her arousal.

  He paused to look up into her eyes. “Will you let me love you?”

  “Yes, I want you to.” She moaned as he made his way to her navel.

  “I love the feel of your skin, Rachel, how curvy and soft you are. You’re beautiful here.” He slid his face over her abdomen and licked into her belly button, making her shudder breathlessly.

  “I’ll be your slave soon if you keep telling me things like that.” She placed her palm on his cheek and jaw.

  “I’m only telling you the truth, but if you’ll be my slave, I promise to take good care of you.” He chuckled softly as she moaned at the feel of his tongue at the dip below her hipbone at the top of her thigh. Her heart was hammering a rapid rhythm, and she could already feel the tightening sensation in her pussy that always preceded an orgasm. Her clit throbbed, begging for one gentle touch, one little flick, and she’d go off like a rocket.

  He reached up and quietly, with one long sweep of his arm, spread open the drape covering the window over his bed. She looked questioningly at him. “So that I can see you. I want to see you the first time I taste your pussy. I want to watch your beautiful face when I make you come.” His lower lip brushed against the flesh to one side of her mound as he maintained eye contact with her, teasing her.

  Rachel had no idea he’d say such things to her. His loving, erotic words made her breath hitch as she gazed back into his pale gray eyes, anticipation robbing her of the ability to speak. Keeping eye contact with her, he slowly lowered his mouth to just barely above her wet slit, and his warm breath wafted over her for a few seconds. Rachel shuddered in ecstasy, her cunt tightened like a bowstring, and she thought she might scream.

  Eli slid his warm hands up her inner thighs, which she spread wide for him. His fingers gently touched her mound, pausing for what seemed like an eternity, allowing her tension to build. Her breath came in racing gasps as she waited. She looked into his eyes, and every muscle in her body tensed. Finally, he looked down on the most intimate part of her body, and she realized he’d played out the moment for himself as well, allowing his anticipation to build for the first sight and taste of her. His fingers gently parted her outer lips, and he groaned softly.

  “I could die and go to heaven now. So pretty and pink. You’re wet and swollen. The waiting must be unbearable for you. I’m going to lick you, Rachel, and finally know what your sweet pussy tastes like. Would that be all right?” he asked softly.

  Like he needs to ask!

  “Yes, I need you.” Her hands slid into his hair, which moved like a silken drape along her thighs. Eli’s callused fingers splayed out over her inner lips, sliding over the wetness there but not touching the one place she wanted him to. One finger slid a little into her entrance, and her back bowed off the bed. He placed a gentle hand on her abdomen to keep her in place as he gazed up at her and slid his tongue into her wet slit.

  Heat to spread through her like a raging wildfire at his approving growl. The tension built to unbearable levels, and the muscles in her pussy clasped almost painfully. He slid his tongue into her entrance and then upward over her clit. She began to moan and shake as he carried her to unbelievable heights with each gentle touch. A fresh rush of moisture flowed from her at his masterful playing of her body. His skilled tongue flicked up and down on both sides of her clitoris.

  Rachel sobbed as the tension suddenly released, and she came completely undone and she wailed his name as he continued to lave her clit with his warm tongue. Her hips rode every wave of her orgasm until she felt like nothing m
ore than a warm, trembling puddle in his arms. He continued to gently kiss her and lick her, as she recovered. She breathed out a contented sigh as he looked up at her.

  Eli was practically beaming with masculine accomplishment as he kissed her inner thigh, looking very satisfied with himself. “Angel, you’re even sweeter than I imagined you would be.”

  Rachel stretched, arching her back, and asked, “Was it all right? I mean, did you really like…the way I taste?” She wanted to know, but she didn’t want to know. How could it be good? Since she’d never thought to taste herself, she wouldn’t know.

  Eli closed his eyes for a brief moment before they opened and made her still-galloping heart skip a beat with the love she saw there. How had she been so foolish to think she could resist falling for him?

  He chuckled before saying, “Rachel, besides your kiss, I’ve never had anything that delicious on my tongue before. I’d stay here for hours licking your pretty pussy if you’d only allow it.”

  Funny, she’d never cared for that word before, always considered it vulgar and insulting. But the way he said it made her feel…powerful. It sounded sweet on his lips when he said it. It was like a secret they shared. He sounded almost reverent, like he was grateful she’d allowed him to taste her and found that part of her delectable. The word didn’t bother her at all between the two of them.

  “Eli, I’m not very experienced, but that was so beautiful. Thank you.”

  He lay down beside her and stroked her hip. She turned to him and snuggled to his chest as he tilted her chin up and kissed her deeply. Her clit throbbed in response when she tasted herself on his lips and tongue.

  “Now you know why I persisted, Rachel. I’ve dreamed of the chance to show you how good it can be between us.” She lay there in his arms, completely bare and open to him, knowing he was right.

  “Will you make love to me, Eli?” As she stroked his cheek with her palm, he lifted his wolf-gray eyes and looked into hers. She could see the emotions that warred inside of him.

  “Angel, I have condoms but no lubricant. For your first time with me, and until you become used to me, we should use a lubricant. I don’t want to hurt you.” He wanted her badly. She could tell as much by the hot, huge erection that pulsed against her hip. Her pussy should be clenching in fear of it, but all she could think of was how badly she needed to feel him planted deep inside her.

  “But I’m so wet for you. Couldn’t we at least try? You haven’t come, and I don’t want to leave you hanging like this.” She tentatively rubbed her fingers over his shaft and balls. He groaned and shuddered a bit.

  Rachel bit her lip as he gazed at her and then nodded, evidently willing to agree with her on that point. He quickly shed the sweatpants, and his erection sprang free, huge and rock solid. She wondered again how it would all fit as she touched him. He hissed when she closed her hand around it, gently stroking back and forth.

  He turned on his side and palmed her breast, suckling at the tight little nipple. She moaned, enjoying the feel of his strong, hard body over hers. Her pussy wept for him, and the throbbing returned to her clit as her arousal began to grow again. He slid his forearm under her neck and tilted her lips to him for a kiss. She wanted his mouth everywhere on her body. She wanted him to possess every inch of her.

  He reached for the drawer in his nightstand, and she said, “Eli, if you’re sure you’re safe, we could skip the condom. I’m clean, too, and I’m on birth control pills. I want to feel you inside me, with no barrier,” she murmured, emboldened by her words and thoughts. “Would you like that?” She giggled when he was suddenly on top of her, his lips on hers. He was demanding but gentle, and his movements graceful and strong as he kissed her.

  He rose above her and knelt between her thighs. Looking at him sent a thrill of lust through her. He was just so…huge and larger-than-life. The kicker was the love that glowed in his hypnotic eyes. Her body completely surrendered to him.

  He slid his hands over her inner thighs and parted them with slow reverence. He raised her left thigh and hooked it over his right forearm, lifting it slightly as he placed the head of his big, swollen cock at her entrance. Her body trembled at his warm, intimate touch. He gazed into her eyes, waiting for permission. She nodded, reaching out to him. He leaned over her, bracing himself on an elbow, and kissed her, allowing anticipation to build within them again.

  She felt the heat of his cock at her pussy, and the rippling sensation began again. He probably wouldn’t even be all the way inside her before her next orgasm slammed into her. She slid her hands up his thighs and felt him flex into her just a little. She gasped as her lips stretched tautly around him.

  He shuddered and whispered, “I’m going to take this slow, baby, so it’s good for you. I don’t want you to be sore. You feel so good.”

  “You’re not hurting me.” She kissed him as she opened herself to him. As he began to flex and push forward, his phone whistled and hummed from the living room.

  Chapter Four

  Rachel groaned in frustration at being interrupted. His head fell, and he let out a gusty sigh. He pulled away from her without ever entering and said apologetically, “That’s Mike’s ring. I’d better get it.”

  “The battery on my phone is dead. My parents may have called him when they couldn’t get through on mine,” she replied with a deep sigh. He was right. Rachel didn’t want Mike or her parents to worry because they’d decided not to answer the phone so they could continue with their lovemaking. It would have been sweet, but even sweet lovemaking under duress was not what she wanted for their first time.

  “Yeah.” He returned to the bedroom with his phone to his ear and climbed onto the bed. “She’s fine. No, she’s awake. Here, I’ll let you tell her. It’s Mike.” He handed her his cell phone.

  “Hello?”

  “Hi, Rachel. Your mom and dad called me. They got your message and tried your phone and got voice-mail. I told them you said the battery on your phone was running low.”

  “Were they upset, Mike?’

  “A little maybe, but I think they’re mostly worried about you. They’ll wait to hear from you in the morning, which technically it is now. They want to know if you need them to come back early. I told them I’d let you know. You’ll need to tell them where you’re at when you talk to them, okay?” The unspoken message in his words rang loud and clear. It was up to her to tell her parents she was staying with Eli.

  “Of course. Did they expect me to move back home?”

  “Didn’t say one way or another, but I think they trust you to make good choices. Don’t worry. They just want to make sure you’re all right. Are you and Eli okay?” he asked gently, not prying.

  “Yes, Mike. We’re fine.” She looked up into Eli’s eyes. He leaned forward, and his lips descended along her jawline.

  “Then I’ll let you go. I didn’t give them Eli’s number so call them by mid-morning or they’ll begin to worry,” Mike said then wished her sweet dreams and ended the call. She handed Eli the phone, and he placed it on the bedside table and lay back on his side.

  Propping his head on his palm, he gently slid his warm hand over the lower swell of her breast, drawing a shaky sigh from her. She put her forearm under her head and raised the other one to draw her fingers over his warm lips. He kissed her fingers, pressing them to his mouth with his hand. The mood had shifted even though they were both back in the bed, still naked. It almost felt like her dad was looking over her shoulder. Eli looked at her with understanding in his eyes.

  “Rachel, I’ve kept you awake when you should be resting. It will be morning soon, and you need to sleep some more. Would you like to wait? We can make love later if you want to, but I feel kind of selfish for wanting you, knowing your parents are worried about you and waiting for you to call them.” He covered her with the sheet.

  Rachel looked up at him and was surprised once again by his thoughtfulness. There was no way in hell she would have turned him down if he’d wanted to pick up wh
ere they left off before the phone rang. He’d noticed the shift in her mood and had acted accordingly, not forcing her to tell him no. There was nothing quite like parental worry and the guilt that followed for dampening the ardor. She admired and respected him for putting her needs and her parents’ needs before his own, knowing he had to be in real need of a release.

  “What about you, Eli? I wanted you to feel good, too,” she said softly.

  “We can make love later, after you’ve had a chance to call your parents and ease their concerns. Will you tell them you’re staying with me? Tell them I’ll keep you safe?” he said. “You could call them now while I take a shower if you want to. That way you’ll have some privacy.”

  “Are you taking a cold shower?” she asked sympathetically.

  “Maybe.” He grinned ruefully and handed her the phone. “I doubt that they will mind if you call. It’s already six. The sun will be rising soon. Then we can decide what to do today.”

  “Wouldn’t you normally sleep in today since you have to work tonight?” She mentally tallied the amount of sleep he lost that night.

  “Yes, I would. But if I have you near me, I don’t want to sleep. I want to spend the time with you. If you want a nap later today, we can take one, but I’ll be fine for tonight. I don’t go in until seven on Friday evenings.”

  “A nap later would probably feel good. Right now I’m wide awake. But, Eli?”

  “What is it, baby?”

  “Later could we make love?”

  “Sure, angel. Maybe we’ll have a chance to stop somewhere and pick up a bottle of lubricant. I don’t want to take a chance on hurting you.”

  “I need to call my pharmacy, anyway, because my birth control pills were in my medicine cabinet in the apartment. I’ll need to replace them as soon as possible this morning.”

  “All right. Why don’t you call and leave a message and that can be our first stop. I’m gonna to take my shower, and then I’ll make you some breakfast.” He dropped a tender kiss on her lips as he climbed naked from the bed. She ogled his ass as he got up, and he chuckled when he caught her at it. It was so hard she bet she could bounce a quarter off it, and some primitive part of her wanted to take a bite of it. Her cheeks felt like they were flaming as she picked up his phone and dialed her dad’s cell phone number.