She was going to have to be careful. Fae didn’t mate in the same way that dragon shifters did, but they did form powerful bonds. It was that powerful bond that led her mother to fall in love with her father and have a child with a human man, despite the scorn of her tribe. Falling in love with Brennan was not a good idea. She was dependent on him right now, and she needed to keep a clear head and be objective, for Rowan’s sake, if not her own.
Brennan pointed again. “And there’s Liam’s law office.” She made a point to memorize everything he said. He pointed out the library, the elementary school, the park, and the restaurant they all liked. Then he pulled up to a clear lake surrounded by trees. He turned to face Rowan and pitched his voice low. “And here’s the lake where we can shift into dragons. We do it under the water so that no one can see.”
Rowan slurped his snow cone and nodded, peering out at the dark blue expanse of the lake.
“It’s not the ocean,” Brennan said to her, “but we make it work.”
“How did you end up in Texas?” Fallon asked.
The Fae didn’t have a particular geographic place where they lived, but they all preferred isolation. They did not live among humans, and they did not mix with shifters. Being half-human, Fallon thought that the Fae’s disdain for others was absurd, but none of them cared what she thought. She also had old memories of the shifter clan from her time in Ireland. She thought she remembers that they preferred the cold sea and the rocky cliffs of the Irish coast.
“Are you familiar with the Cliffs of Moher?” he asked.
“Yes. I am.”
“That’s where we lived until sixteen years ago,” Brennan said.
Her home had been a little over two hours away from his. She had vague memories of the deadly battle that had taken place with his clan.
“That was my family. We were attacked by witches. We had an ancient pack to protect the witches and always stand up for them, but they began to harm humans, and our leaders wouldn’t allow it. So the witches gathered their strength and their spells, and they came after us. My brother Kellan, the one who’s the billionaire now, his mother and father were our clan leaders. They were murdered first, right in front of all of us. I was seventeen. Those of us that were left scattered across Europe, but Kellan wanted to come to the States. We chose Texas. We thought we had the best chance of hiding here. Shifters thrive around Cliffs where we can dive and soar, but we’ve made it work here and now this is home.”
“Do you ever think about going back to Ireland?”
“At least every few months. We’ve had a few run-ins with the witches over the last few years. Each time we think about going back and reclaiming our land, reclaiming our people.”
“So what’s holding you back?”
“Even though the environment doesn’t suit us here, we’ve made a life. It’s a good one. I’m the sheriff. Quinn is the doctor. Liam is the lawyer. And Kellan it’s just wildly successful. Kellan’s son Declan is in school here, and he’s doing really well. He used to be just like Rowan with other kids, but he’s learned to control himself. Going back would be risky. We’d be giving up a lot of stability.”
“I understand.”
They rode in silence for several minutes, until Brennan turned left onto a semi-shady street. “Here we are,” he said. “This is my house. And now it’s your house too.”
Without waiting for permission, Rowan unbuckled himself from his car seat and hopped into the front with them. “Wow! This is where we live now? Look, Momma, it’s big!”
“It is very big.” She looked at Brennan. “Your house is beautiful.”
Brennan’s house was close to town, but it had the look and feel of a farmhouse. It was a white two-story with a wrap-around porch. There were even two rocking chairs on the front porch.
“This is not what I expected from a bachelor pad,” she said.
“Like I told you, Kellan got it for me. It went into foreclosure when the previous owners abandoned it. So Kellan got a good deal, and I got a farmhouse.”
Rowan jumped from Fallon’s lap and raced up the front steps. He flung himself into one of the rocking chairs immediately.
“Not everything’s traditional. Kellan’s really into security. He had alarm systems installed in all our houses, as well as security cameras. He said it’s because Declan and Shannon stay with us sometimes, but I really think he just likes keeping an eye on us.” He put his fingers on the keypad at the door. “We don’t even need a key. The code is 6-7-8-9-6. Do you need me to write it down?”
So she’d be under constant surveillance. It sounded like they all were. “I’ll remember it.”
He pushed the big wooden door open. A strong citrus scent immediately hit her nose. An arrangement of fresh flowers was on the counter. It was a far cry from the stale smell of a house that had been closed up for nearly two weeks. Every surface in the kitchen gleamed.
“It looks like Clara and Juliana have been over here. Clara is Kellan’s wife, and Juliana is Quinn’s wife. They’re the human part of the family, and they love to decorate.”
“Do they know the code to the house too?”
“Yeah, we all know each other’s codes.” He turned to look at her. “But if you would rather them not, I can change it.”
“No. I don’t mind at all.” The last thing she was going to do was insert herself into his close-knit family. That was a good way to get the boot sooner rather than later.
Could she handle the familiarity these family members seem to feel with each other? Their boundaries were non-existent. She’d been living alone with just her child for five years. Living among a dragon shifter clan who came and went freely in each other’s homes would take some adjusting.
He led her to a guest bedroom. “This one will be yours.” The room was spacious and light, and it had hardwood floors like the rest of the house.
He pushed open the door to a nearly empty room. “And this one can be yours, buddy,” he said to Rowan. “You can pick out whatever you want to decorate.”
“Whatever I want? Anything?”
“Sure. Do you have an idea?
“Yeah! Spaceships.”
“Do you want to go with me and your mom to pick out stuff?” He leaned over and whispered to Fallon. “Is that okay with you?”
She appreciated that he didn’t want to overstep, but letting his son decorate a room in his new house was hardly a breach of etiquette, in her opinion.
“That sounds like a great idea to me,” she said.
“Can we go now?” Rowan shouted.
“If it’s okay with your mom.”
Fallon was not going to say no to that. Brennan took them to a department store, and as usual, Rowan raced ahead. Rowan picked out sheets and a new comforter with spaceships. He picked out a rug shaped like Jupiter, and he picked out several throw pillows that had constellations printed on them.
“When did you start liking space?” Fallon asked him. He’d never mentioned space to her before. It had always been dinosaurs, and before that, cars.
“When we watched the show! There are two hundred to for hundred billion stars in the Milky Way! Remember, Momma?”
“I do remember.” About two months ago, they’d watched a documentary on space exploration. He’d been doing cartwheels off the edge of the couch that night.
She leaned in close to Brennan. “Do dragon shifters have photographic memories?”
Brennan shrugged. “I don’t. I’d say my memory seems average. I’ve been trained in how to observe certain details, but I wouldn’t say it’s anything that humans can’t do.”
She supposed Rowan had gotten his memory from his Fae genes. They went on to a furniture store, where Rowan picked out another set of bunk beds, and Brennan paid extra to have it delivered that day. Finally, they went to a sporting goods store.
Brennan put his hand on one of the giant boxes. “Do you want a trampoline?”
“Yes! I love bouncing.” Rowan started to climb the tower of bo
xes, and Brennan caught him around the waist.
They’d never had one before, but occasionally, Fallon’s clients let Rowan jump on theirs. She started to protest the thousands of dollars he was spending, then remembered that Rowan was his son too. She tried to relax and just enjoy seeing Rowan happy.
On the way out of the store, Rowan reached up and grabbed her hand and Brennan’s hand. He skipped between them, and she caught a glimpse of them in the windowpane of the store. They looked like a family.
While Brennan put together the trampoline, Fallon went into his kitchen to see what she could make for dinner. Because Brennan had been gone for so long, he only had non-perishable food. For a bachelor, though, he had a well-stocked pantry. She grabbed frozen corn, a can of beans, a can of tomatoes, some frozen meat, and a bag of tortilla chips. With those ingredients, she was able to make taco soup.
While she stirred, she watched Rowan through the window. Brennan was letting him help assemble the trampoline, and Rowan was on cloud nine. Once it was finished, he spent thirty minutes straight bouncing as high as the top of the netting and doing backflips.
Fallon stuck her head out the back door. “Dinner’s ready.”
It felt so domestic.
Brennan wrapped his arm around her and gave her a quick squeeze. “Thank you. I’m starving.”
Rowan shoveled food into his mouth. It was so funny that she didn’t stop him or correct his manners.
“My brothers are driving me crazy, wanting to come over and meet both of you,” Brennan told her as he ate.
“I thought you all came and went to each other’s homes all the time.”
“I’m making them hold off until you both get settled. I don’t want them to scare you away. They’re intense, all at once. When Quinn met Juliana, he wouldn’t let us all come over at one time.”
“I can handle it.” She smiled. “And I think Rowan will like it.” If all the shifters had Brennan’s affable attitude, they would be far easier to deal with than her own Fae tribe.
“I think he’ll be able to handle them too. He’ll be able to wrestle with Declan without holding back. Declan’s beside himself.”
“Well, don’t make them wait too long.”
“If you’re ready, I’ll invite them on Friday. That will give us a few more days.”
Brennan let out a sudden laugh, and they looked over to see Rowan with his head on the table, the spoon still in his mouth. He was sound asleep.
Brennan hopped up from the table. “I’ll put him to bed.”
Five minutes later, Brennan was back, grinning ear to ear. He seemed to treasure doing all the day-to-day tasks.
“He’s all snuggled in,” Brennan said. “I’m glad we put the bed together before the trampoline.” He came up behind her and laid his hand on her shoulder. “How are you doing?”
“I’m okay.” The truth was, she was still reeling from the abrupt changes in her life.
Brennan pulled her hair away from her face with his hand, something which he seemed to like to do. He put his hand under her chin, tipped her head back, and pressed his lips against hers. Desire rushed over her. She wanted him. She pressed her body against him and felt the evidence of his arousal too.
He kissed her, licking into her mouth as he ground his hips against hers. Her body went limp as he grabbed her backside with one hand and pulled her tight against him, letting her feel his hard cock. He kissed her neck and pushed one hand under her shirt, skimming his fingers over her breasts. Her nipples tightened into hard peaks. He pinched each of her nipples, tugging at them as the sensation sent a rush of wet heat to her core.
“I want your mouth on me,” he said into her ear.
Her stomach flipped over. She wanted that too. She wanted to be on her knees, giving him pleasure. Holding onto him, she sank to her knees, kneeling on the plush rug in his room. She deftly unbuttoned his shorts and pushed them down. Clad in only his boxers, the outline of his big cock was visible through the fabric.
She ran her hand over the front of his boxers. He shuddered. “Don’t tease. I won’t last long enough to fuck you if I do.”
She swayed on her knees. She wanted her mouth on him, but she also wanted him back inside her body once again, thrusting into her core. She grabbed his boxers, tugging them down, revealing his rock-hard erection. Once she’d tossed his boxers away, she took his cock into one hand and licked a stripe from the base of his cock to the tip. Then she opened her lips and took his cock into her mouth.
His loud moan filled the air. She was glad Rowan was a deep sleeper. Brennan tangled his hands into her hair. “Oh, God, Fallon. Don’t stop.”
She closed her lips around the tip of his cock, and she began to hum, moving her mouth back and forth on his cock. As his cock filled her mouth, her pussy throbbed with need. Between her legs, she grew wet. With her free hand, she reached down to touch herself, rubbing her finger over her aching entrance.
Brennan’s hands held her face. “Hold still,” he said. “I’m going to fuck your mouth.”
A surge of slick flooded her pussy until she was dripping wet. She dipped her finger into her pussy, longing for it to be his skilled hand. He began to gently thrust in and out of her mouth, never going too deep but keeping a steady rhythm up. She got lost in it, concentrating on the feel of Brennan’s cock in her mouth.
“You feel so good,” he said. “But I can’t take much more.” He pulled away and dropped to his knees in front of her. His eyes caught sight of her hand between her legs. “Are you touching yourself?” he asked.
She didn’t pull her hand away. “Yes.”
He groaned. “God, you don’t know what that does to me.” His hands brushed over her waist and cupped her ass. “How does it feel when you touch yourself?”
“Good,” she said. “But not as good as when you do it.”
“That’s what I like to hear.”
One of his fingers joined hers, pushing into her pussy alongside her. “You’re soaking wet,” he said. He gathered the slick from her pussy and began to rub her clit while she kept her own finger inside her pussy. Her legs trembled from the effort of staying upright while she was so turned on.
“I want to see you touching yourself,” he said. With a sudden motion, he lifted her and laid her on the bed. He pushed her legs apart and knelt between them. “Don’t stop. I need to see how you pleasure yourself.”
Heat flooded her cheeks. She wanted to do what he said and please him. She liked the feeling it gave her when he wanted her so much. With one hand, she kept pushing her finger in and out of her pussy at a very slow pace. With her other finger, she began to pinch her clit.
Brennan crawled up beside her and used the same pinching motion on her nipples. “Fallon. You’re gorgeous. So fucking gorgeous. You have no idea how much I want you.”
“I want you too,” she replied. “And I’m getting close.”
“No. Don’t come. I want you to come on my cock.”
She squeezed her eyes shut and slowed the motion of her hands between her legs. “I have to stop.”
He looked down at her. “I could look at you like this forever.”
He got up and grabbed a condom from the bedside table and rolled it on to his big cock. He crawled back over her and lowered his mouth to her breast. She moved her own hands away from her pussy, and let him take over. While he licked and sucked at her nipple, he pressed two fingers into her, rubbing over her sweet spot.
“Oh, yeah. You’re ready for me.”
He lay his sculpted body on top of hers, and he pressed his cock against her entrance, plunging into her.
“Oh, Fallon,” he breathed. “It gets better every time.”
His eyes fell shut for a brief second, and then he kissed her. It got better for her each time too. She wasn’t sure how she was going to give him up when the time came. He was leaving his mark on her for a second time. First, he’d left her with a child she adored. Now he was going to leave her with an emotional connection she couldn’
t control.
Electric sparks surged through her veins. Her mind went hazy as he thrust in and out, spearing her with his hard cock. He pulled out abruptly, flipping her over to her stomach. He ran his hands over her backside, squeezing the globes.
“I want to fuck you where I can see this bottom.” He arranged her on her hands and knees, and she dropped her chest to the mattress, pushing her ass in the air.
“God,” he panted as he pushed back in. “Every part of you is gorgeous.”
“I’m really close,” she murmured, lost in a blinding fog of desire.
She could feel every inch of his thick cock, stretching her inner walls as he slowly thrust in and out. He wrapped one arm around her chest and began to tug at her nipples. His other hand went between her legs, and he rubbed swift circles over her clit.
“You can come now,” he said.
With permission granted, she let go. She let the cloud of arousal overcome her. Her pussy walls contracted, spasming as her climax rushed over her. Behind her, Brennan shouted as his cock began to throb. He pulsed inside her, coming as he continued to thrust. Her orgasm was endless, a crashing wave that continued for several long seconds.
With his cock still buried deep inside her body, Brennan turned her head to the side and kissed her. He nuzzled her neck and collarbone, then carefully pulled out. When she moved to roll away, his arm shot out and wrapped around her waist. “Stay in my bed tonight. Don’t go.”
She nodded. There was no reason for her to go back to her own room, no reason other than she was going to get too attached.
She didn’t want to leave his bed. Not ever.
15
Brennan
Holy shit. Brennan’s mind was blown. He’d always considered himself to be skilled in the bedroom. He knew humans found him to be good looking—they told him often enough—and he’d never had a shortage of women coming onto him and wanting him to take them to bed.
He’d always considered lovemaking to be a game of sorts, and he thought of pleasing his partner as the best part of the game, but with Fallon, he couldn’t think clearly. His entire body was a livewire, and he existed only in the moment. Yes, he wanted to please her more than anything, but his instincts took over, and his body led the way when she was in his bed.
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