Dirk's Love (Roxie's Protectors)

by Marisa Chenery

  He sucked and licked her clit, and when it seemed as if she hovered close to the edge, he pushed her higher, stroking her G-spot. Ryann cried out, her body clenching around his fingers.

  Dirk rose to his feet and climbed onto the bed. Still breathing heavy, Ryann pushed back until she was in the center of the mattress. She tore off her shirt and quickly shed her bra. He ran his gaze over her, getting even more turned-on by her nakedness.

  She then turned to him, inching closer on her knees. If Ryann had been a werewolf, he would’ve sworn she was stalking him, from the way she held his gaze, moving slowly.

  Once she reached him, Ryann grabbed the top of his jeans and pushed them farther down his legs. “Pants off,” she said in a husky voice. “You promised I could use you as a guinea pig. I’m thinking now’s a good time to run my little experiment. It’s going to be called, ‘How many times I can make Dirk come before he loses his erection.’”

  He swallowed against the howl that wanted to break free. “How about we make it even more interesting and say you can only do that with your mouth and hands?” It would kill him, make his mating urge go straight through the roof, but it would be well worth it.

  She smiled. “Deal, just as long as I get to come too. Now get rid of the jeans.”

  Dirk quickly shucked his pants and dropped them over the side of the bed. “Oh, don’t worry. You won’t be left out.”

  He soon grunted in surprise as he found himself flat on his back with Ryann hovering over him. With a smile that said she was ready to play, she worked her way down his body. Her hot breath fanned over his cock, making it jerk.

  Lifting his head to watch, Dirk saw a bead of pre-cum leak out of the head of his dick when Ryann took hold of him. The tip of her tongue came out and licked it off. She moaned as if it were the best thing she’d ever tasted.

  He closed his eyes and laid his head back onto the bed. It wasn’t going to take much for him to find his first release. He was primed and ready to go. Dirk gritted his teeth to keep his howls of pleasure from escaping when Ryann sucked his cock into her mouth. Her teeth lightly scraped against his skin as she took him in and out. So close now, he held the back of her head and pumped his hips, fucking her mouth.

  She hummed, the vibration running along his entire length, and that was all he needed to reach completion. Dirk growled low, arching his hips, coming in Ryann’s mouth, giving her all he had. Once the last shudder had gone through him, he was on her, playing her body like a finely tuned instrument.

  They made each other come three more times before Dirk collapsed on top of Ryann, trying to catch his breath. He also had to admit he was in trouble. Coming so many times without being inside her had his mating urge spiraling almost out of control. And it didn’t help that his wolf was rising to the surface, demanding he claim his mate.

  Dirk buried his face in the crook of Ryann’s neck, fighting to calm down. But the smell of sex on her skin only heightened his need. Then she shifted beneath him so his hips became wedged between her thighs. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, anchoring him there. The tip of his cock brushed her wet pussy. A deep shudder racked his body.

  Ryann shifted again, this time taking the head of his dick inside her. “The experiment’s finished. I need you to fill me. Now.”

  As if a damn had broken, Dirk lost the battle. He surged into Ryann’s pussy, sheathing himself to the hilt with one stroke. From the number of times he’d made her come, she was more than wet enough to take him. Her inner muscles clamped around his pistoning cock as he rode her hard and fast. He was beyond being able to take it slow. Growl after growl rumbled out of him, as much wolf as he was man.

  “Oh, god. Yes,” Ryann keened. “Don’t stop.”

  He couldn’t, even if he tried. Dirk had played with fire and got engulfed by an inferno. He plunged into her pussy again and again, the pleasure unlike any he’d ever felt. Being inside his mate, claiming her, nothing was better.

  Wanting Ryann to leave her mark on him, Dirk gathered her tightly in his arms and brought her with him as he shifted so he sat back on his heels. His dick still buried deep inside her, he urged her to ride him with a hand on her hip. He placed the other on the back of her head to lead her mouth to the spot where his neck and shoulder met.

  “Bite me,” he growled. “Hard.” When she bit down too gently, he added, “Harder. Sink your teeth into me.”

  He continued to spear into her pussy. And when she did bite him hard enough to leave a mark behind, Dirk felt the beginning of the mating bond form between them. A piece of his soul reached out for Ryann’s. Continuing to growl and take her faster, harder, the two parts wrapped around each other and became one. Both he and Ryann were thrown into instant climax as the mating bond snapped into place. She called out his name on a keening moan, throwing back her head as her pussy clutched his cock, milking it, prolonging the pleasure surging through him.

  Once it was over, Ryann collapsed against his chest with her head on his shoulder. Dirk wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight, his cock still hard and buried deep inside her pussy. She was now his and there would be no going back.

  Chapter Seven

  Ryann, for the life of her, didn’t want to move. Actually, she doubted she had the energy to accomplish that feat. Holy shit, sex had never been this intense for her, ever. She felt as if she’d been thoroughly loved. And that was how it had seemed to her. That it hadn’t just been sex. When Dirk had finally joined their bodies, she’d been more than desperate for him. Then something had happened between them, something she’d never felt before. Even now, she was having a hard time trying to describe it to herself. Whatever it was, it had sent a feeling of being somehow connected to Dirk shooting through her. And how she felt about him solidified even more, became stronger.

  She hoped to god that it wasn’t a side effect from her sleeping with the first man since her divorce. In no way did she want Dirk to think it was more than sex if that wasn’t what he intended. She didn’t want him to think she was clingy. That had been Mack’s biggest compliant about her, that she clung to him and was too needy. Ryann didn’t think she was either of those things, but it would be kind of a blow to her ego if Dirk thought so.

  Dirk shifted to bring his legs out from under him, so they were stretched out in front of him. Ryann moaned softly. The man was still hard, buried deep inside her. He’d come five times, and he’d somehow managed to keep his erection. She had no idea how it was possible. Her little experiment had more than proved that the girl from Ryann’s previous job hadn’t lied one bit. Dirk had just done what had seemed so farfetched.

  He nudged her with his shoulder. “You’re so quiet. Either you’re half asleep, or you’re thinking too much about something. I hope you’re not regretting what we just did.”

  Ryann sat up and cupped Dirk’s face. She kissed him deeply before she pulled away. “It’s probably a little bit of both—tiredness and just lost in thought, though not with regret. I’m not much of a night owl anymore. Not with Tyler sometimes waking me up at the crack of dawn.”

  He reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Yeah, I can see how he could put a damper on any late nights. At least, here you can sleep in. What are you thinking about?”

  She hesitated, wondering if it would be such a good idea to say anything at all. She didn’t want whatever this was to start off with her holding back. Mack had been the problem in their relationship, not her. He’d chosen to leave her, to see if his life would be better without her in it.

  “Well,” she started, “I was just thinking about us. How good we are together. I don’t want to do anything to jeopardize what we have going here with being too clingy. That’s what Mack said I was like while we were married.” Ryann took a deep breath. “Now don’t think this is stemming from the fact you’re the first man I’ve had sex with since my ex, but I’m finding I have strong feelings for you already. I know it’s sudden and all.”

  Ryann would’ve sai
d more, but Dirk cut her off with a kiss that had her pussy clutching around his hard cock. Unbelievably, arousal rose inside her once again. Going from thinking she wouldn’t be able to move again, she now wanted Dirk to make love to her once more.

  He released her lips and stared into her eyes. “You have nothing to worry about. I mean it. I’ll never find you too clingy, if anything, you’ll think I may be at times. As for how I feel about you, well, you’re the woman I’ve waited for to show up in my life. For a very long time. I’m afraid you’re stuck with me.”

  She blinked in astonishment. “You mean like forever? And here I thought I was rushing things. Remember—I don’t come alone. I have Tyler.”

  He leaned in and kissed the corner of her mouth. “Yes, I mean as in forever. And I know you come with Tyler. I have to say I really like the little guy. So I end up with an instant family. I won’t find that a hardship. It might seem as if I’m rushing into this, but I’m not. This was meant to be. You’re mine now, and I keep what’s mine.”

  A thrill shot through Ryann at Dirk’s words. The way he looked at her while he said them, all possessive, it made her want him even more. They could make this work. She wanted it to. She’d been alone for way the hell too long. And Dirk was just the man she wanted in her life.

  “Then I guess I’m yours,” she said slowly.

  Heat flared in Dirk’s eyes just before he claimed her mouth in a kiss so carnal she craved him once more, wanted him to take her over and over again. To let him know what she wanted, Ryann rose on her knees before she slowly sank on his cock. A deep, growly moan pushed out of Dirk’s chest, like so many he’d made before, while in the throes of passion. The sound turned her on.

  Dirk broke contact with her lips and lifted one of her breasts with his hand before he sucked on the taut nipple. A corresponding pull of pleasure contracted her pussy at the same time. She put her hands on his shoulders and slowly rode him up and down, his cock growing even harder inside her.

  Releasing her nipple, Dirk put his hands on Ryann’s hips and lifted her off him. She made a small sound of protest, but soon realized he wasn’t done with her yet. He guided her onto her hands and knees on the center of the mattress before he came to kneel behind her. With a heavily muscled thigh, he spread her legs farther apart.

  The tip of his cock brushed against her pussy. Ryann moaned and rocked back, wanting him deep inside her again. He didn’t make her wait. With a thrust of his hips, he sheathed himself balls-deep. She tightened her inner walls around his thick length, heightening the pleasure she felt.

  Dirk set a slow and steady pace as he reared back until he was almost free of her body, before pushing all the way into her again. Ryann rocked back, matching him stroke for stroke. She loved the feel of his hard cock stretching her, filling her all the way up. In and out he pumped, pushing her ever closer to her climax. Ryann panted. Dirk had just spoiled her for other men. No other would measure up to his standards.

  Another animalistic growl rumbled out of Dirk. He reached around her body and found her clit as he continued to pump in and out of her. Rubbing the small bundle of nerves as he pounded her from behind, she let herself go. Moaning, she came, her pussy rhythmically clasping the hard cock embedded in her. Dirk thrust once, twice, then stiffened as he found his release, filling her with his cum.

  He kept his arm around her and brought them both to their sides on the bed. This time, his shaft softened and slipped free of her body. Exhausted and completely satiated, Ryann closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

  * * *

  The next morning, Dirk managed to get Ryann and him out of Roxie’s place without Roxie cornering him. Of course, she would’ve known—same as everyone else who’d been in the house—that he’d claimed his mate. With werewolf hearing being so acute, it was inevitable. Not that Dirk regretted any of what he’d done last night. Roxie could be pissed off at him for breaking her rules, but she might as well have asked him to jump over the moon. The mating urge was what it was, and it was something no male werewolf had much control over.

  Now back at Ryann’s apartment, Dirk had the day to slowly work out how he was going to tell her about being his mate, and get up the nerve to do it. She’d accepted him last night when he’d said he wanted to keep her forever, and he didn’t want that to change once he revealed what he truly was. The one thing he knew was he had to do it before Tyler came home the next day.

  Now with the mating bond firmly in place and growing stronger each time they made love, neither he nor Ryann would be able to stand to be apart. That meant he’d have to move his new family into the Protector’s mansion as soon as he could manage it. And as for his protection duties, they’d have to be worked out as well. Having a son meant Dirk no longer could do any of the evening shifts. Ryann would have to come with him so they didn’t suffer the separation anxiety that all mated couples had to avoid. And wherever Ryann would go, so would Tyler.

  It was late in the afternoon and Dirk and Ryann were sitting in the living room, watching TV. They’d already made love a couple of times since returning, once in the shower and the other time on her bed. Not really paying too much attention to the show on the screen, they talked about anything and everything.

  During one such conversation, Ryann’s telephone rang. She picked it up and looked down at the Caller ID. She scowled. “It’s Mack. I’d better take it.” Ryann pressed the talk button. “Hello, Mack. What’s up? Is everything okay with Tyler?”

  With his hearing, Dirk could easily hear Mack’s response.

  “Tyler’s fine,” Mack said. “Since your new boyfriend mentioned he was taking you out for dinner tonight, I thought I’d call and find out what time and where you’ll be going.”

  “Why?” Ryann asked. “If you need to get a hold of me, I’ll have my cell phone.”

  “Can you just tell me? That way, if your cell dies or something, I’ll still know where you are.”

  Ryann sighed. “Fine, if it’ll get you off my back. Hold on, I’ll ask.” She covered the mouthpiece with her hand and looked at Dirk. “Mack wants to know where you’re taking me out to dinner tonight and what time we’ll be there.”

  “I was thinking around six. I’m going to take you to this small out of the way place called King Crab, that is, if you like seafood.”

  “I love it.” Ryann pulled her hand away and relayed that info to Mack. After finding out how Tyler was doing, and getting the assurance that her ex would drop off their son around lunchtime the next day, she hung up.

  The rest of the day sped by and Dirk still hadn’t told Ryann about him being a werewolf. Since it was already close to six, and they were getting ready to go to the restaurant, he figured he’d wait until after they returned to the apartment to come clean.

  Arriving at the restaurant, Dirk pulled into the parking lot at the back of the building and chose a spot farthest away from any other cars.

  “I hope you don’t mind the walk,” he said to Ryann. “I don’t like parking near anyone. I’d rather a hike than have someone ding my car with their door.”

  She chuckled. “I don’t mind. If I had one like yours, I’d be doing the same thing.”

  Another car drove into the lot and parked four spots over as Dirk and Ryann got out of the BMW. He didn’t think anything of it and waited for Ryann to meet up with him on his side. Once she did, he took her hand and got them walking toward the restaurant.

  They’d only taken a few steps when Ryann stiffened and came to a complete standstill. Dirk stopped and looked at her. “What’s wrong?”

  She nodded in the direction where the other car was parked. “It’s Mack, and he’s not alone.”

  Dirk swung his gaze over to where Ryann indicated and saw she was right. It was her ex, along with two large men. All three of them walked toward Dirk and Ryann, looking none too friendly.

  “Mack, what the hell are you doing here?” Ryann asked as they drew near. “And where’s Tyler?”

  Not sparing her a
glance, Mack said, “Tyler’s fine. I came to warn your prick of a boyfriend off.”

  “What? You have no right. We’re divorced. I can see whomever I want.”

  “Not this guy, you won’t,” Mack said in a hard voice. “I’ve had to listen to Tyler go on and on about this asshole for the last two days. I don’t want any man trying to take my place in my son’s life.”

  “Well, you should’ve thought of that before you left me.”

  “Shut up, Ryann,” Mack snapped.

  Not liking how her ex spoke to her, Dirk growled low in his throat, not holding anything back. He felt all eyes on him. “I suggest you watch how you speak to Ryann. She’s mine now. Not yours. Keep it up and I’ll make sure you regret it.”

  Mack laughed with no humor in it. “Really? I doubt it. You see, I brought my two friends along to make you rethink going anywhere near Ryann and Tyler.”

  With that, the two large men dove for Dirk. He had just enough time to push Ryann out of the way before they were on him. Not giving a shit if they saw what he truly was, Dirk growled and ducked as one man took a swing at his head. He snarled his upper lip and snapped his teeth and turned his gaze on them, knowing full well his eyes had to be mutedly glowing with the anger that surged through him. They were taken aback a bit, but not for long. Though they were strong for mortals, they were no match against a werewolf. Dirk clipped one on the jaw and the man went down like a ton of bricks.

  Just as the other one moved in to take another swing at him, Dirk heard Ryann yell, “Tyler’s in the car! You brought him along while you did something like this?”

  Dirk took a quick look over at the vehicle the men had come out of and saw Tyler’s little face pressed against the side window in the backseat. He then focused his attention back on his attacker, and with a one-two combination to the gut, along with a hook to the jaw, the second man was out for the count.