Dark Moon Falls: Volume 2

by Bella Roccaforte

  Lacy shivered, and he swooped her up into his arms, carried her closer to the fire, and set her on her feet. She didn’t try to cover her nudity, but turned around to face him with a question in her eyes.

  Grimm said, “My turn. Right?”

  Her voice was breathy and strained when she replied. “Please, Grimm.”

  As he stripped, he hoped Lacy would like his body as much as he did hers. If she didn’t, then he’d use all his sexual expertise to entice her to stay with him. He would give her so much pleasure, her need for it to continue would override whatever thoughts she had of returning to her world and leaving him behind.

  The more he thought about it, he wondered if he should be grateful to whomever was chasing her for isolating them together where he could make his claim in earnest.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Lacy wasn’t sure why, but being naked in front of Grimm came to her naturally and with none of the unease or uncertainty that she’d thought she’d have. It was as if something inside her was telling her she belonged to him, and she wasn’t sure if she shouldn’t simply give in.

  When he’d touched her, her whole body had come alive, and she wanted nothing other than for him to keep his hands on her. She felt needy; her walls throbbed and she had no shame in her desire. As hot as she was for Grimm, she barely noticed the flickers of the flames alongside her.

  From one second to the next, he transformed from fully clothed to gloriously naked. His skin was tanned, and his muscles rippled when he moved. Lacy had never seen abs like the ones Grimm had laid in tight lines across his abdomen, and there were more than eight of them. She’d counted. Her gaze traveled over his body, landing on the thickness between his legs. His cock jutted up, thick and long. It twitched, bouncing slightly, and Lacy tore her eyes away before he noticed her clearly ogling him.

  “I don’t mind your looking at me, Lacy. I wish you wouldn’t stop. I like it.”

  He straightened to his full height, and a bit of his hair fell over his face, leaving that area in shadow while the other was lit by the subtle waves of fire. Grimm took her hand and urged her closer to him.

  “Let me hold you now, beautiful. You’ll warm faster now that neither of us is dressed.”

  At first, she stepped hesitantly on the ground in case of sharp rocks, but it was smooth and soft under her feet. She watched how the muscles in his ass bunched and released with each movement of his thick legs. Grimm was big all over, and from what she’d just seen, knew that was true about his cock as well.

  He stopped mid-stride, looked over his shoulder, and said, “Wait here while I lay out a few blankets for you.”

  She nodded up to him, and Grimm made a place for them using layers of materials, and then topped it with the coverlet from the bed. Once he was done, he sat in the center cross-legged and beckoned for her to join him. Lacy dropped to her knees, and the raw hunger she saw in his expression as he looked at her nearly made her shatter apart.

  His gaze was pinned on her pussy. “You have fur too. See, we’re not so dissimilar.”

  Instantly self-conscious, she hurried her response, “Do you not like it? A lot of guys like that area to be completely bare. I used to shave, but—“

  Reaching out, he tugged the patch of her hair at the top of her seam. His finger was so close to breaching her lips and she was certain he could feel how wet she was. He moved to cup her in his palm, and she felt his fingers lying at her entrance.

  Looking at her again, he murmured, “You’ve given me a secret to uncover and once it’s revealed to me, I’m going to explore it thoroughly and claim it as mine.”

  Lacy’s breathing hitched at how he spoke to her. There was no dithering about what the man’s intentions were, or wondering what the underlying meaning was of what he said. Grimm spoke with purpose and clarity, not the stupid word games that humans played in the dating world.

  Without another comment, he lifted her, twisted her around to the fire, and set her down onto him. He laid his hands on her thighs, and she yearned for him to slide them higher and touch her wherever he pleased. He had to understand what he was doing to her, torturing her with his statements and stilted actions in fulfilling them.

  “I’m trying to restrain myself, beautiful. Your scent is driving me insane, but your care is my primary concern. My dick can wait to take its satisfaction.”

  “Can you read my mind?”

  “No, I’m just telling you that you come first,” Lacy felt his hot breath fan over her neck before he said into her ear, “Always.”

  Lacy’s words came out in a rush. “If you’re worried that I’m not warm enough, I’m about to combust from the heat!”

  One of Grimm’s hands lifted to grip her around her throat softly and pulled her backwards to lean against him completely as he wrapped his other around her waist, underneath her breasts.

  He said, “Remember what I told you. Once we begin, I won’t want to stop. But I will if you change your mind and tell me to. I’m also much stronger than you are. Communication between us is important. If I do something that hurts, tell me. One thing will be a bit painful, though, but there’s no way to avoid it.”

  “What is it?”

  “I need to bite you to make you my mate permanently.”

  “Love bites are hot, Grimm. Honestly, your not touching me is agonizing me more than I think that will.”

  “Put your legs outside of mine.”

  When Lacy started to do as he said, he helped guide her to where he wanted her feet planted. Air wafted over her, telling her exactly how spread wide and open for him she was. Reaching upwards, she held him around his neck, making her breasts thrust up with the arch of her spine. She had no embarrassment of her desires, and her lust for him. As far as everything else that would come after they made love, she decided she’d deal with that later.

  Grimm’s palms travelled to her breasts, and he pressed them together as he lifted them, squeezing with a tantalizing pressure that drew a moan from her throat. He pinched her nipples between his fingers enough to give her the pleasured tinge of pain she needed. Her fingers plunged into his hair at the base of his neck, and she gathered it in her hands, careful not to hold on to it too tightly and hurt him. The motions he was making on her mirrored her being sucked with a steady, delicious pressure and she arched her back higher.

  Grimm let her go, and his hands roamed down her torso, gripping her belly for a moment before continuing their descent. He slid them across her thighs to her knees, and when he reached them, lowered them to their hollow. He trailed his fingertips towards her center, and she began to writhe against his chest.

  Her face was pressed to his collarbone, and she opened her eyes to see him staring at her. Grimm drew closer to her and captured her lips at the same time he opened her seam. She cried out when he brushed over her clit with a glancing touch, wanting him to plunder her pussy and just take her over the edge she had been tittering on.

  She thought she heard him mutter, “My tongue is jealous of my finger.”

  The next thing, she was lying flat on the cushion he’d made for them, and her legs were spaced widely apart. Not giving her any chance of recovery, he delved two fingers inside her channel as his mouth latched on to her. She grabbed her breasts in her hands, an automatic response, as he ate her with such abandon she was certain she was going to faint from the pleasure.

  Glancing down her body, the sole thing she saw was the top of his head moving up and down with the motions of what he was doing to her. He was feasting on her, feeding on every lick over her flesh. The sounds he made were guttural and unsatisfied, though she was close to rocketing from the earth. Lacy felt more of her juices flow from her entrance and he emitted a growl of triumph.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Her scent that called to him had led him to the most delicious thing he’d had. His dick screamed at him to sink into her, but his mouth kept him where he was stationed until she screamed his name into the night. He didn’t care about an
y sounds she or he made. No one would be able to disturb them, and if they happened to get close, he’d get rid of them and return to what was occupying him.

  Lacy was hugging his fingers, her walls fluttering around them.

  “Grimm!”

  And there it was. The beginning of her climax for him, and he went at her harder and faster. Lacy thrashed underneath him, but he held her easily in his control. She hadn’t uttered a word for him to let her go or stop any part of what he was doing, so he continued.

  Lacy called his name and clutched his head in her hands, smushing his face to her as she pressed her hips upwards.

  “Oh, God!” she yelled. “Please!”

  He felt the moment she crested. Her walls tightened around him, and her thighs went taut just before she cried, “Grimm!”

  Staying where he was, he slowed his motions, drawing her orgasm from her in lingering wails and shivers. Her legs trembled, and he eased his digits from inside of her. When he lifted his face, he saw her chest rising and falling quickly. He shoved his fingers into his mouth and licked them clean. Wanting more, he pressed them inside her again. Her eyes opened and he watched her as she mewled as he pumped them in an ever increasing speed. His gaze dropped to her pink flesh and her reaction to him as her juices coated his skin once more. Grimm withdrew and, taking her by her ankles, spread her legs as wide as he could without hurting her. He dipped his tongue into her, while his top lip rubbed her clit.

  He felt movement and flicked his eyes up her body. Lacy’s head was raised, her eyes pinned on him, and he growled deep in his chest at his female watching him as he claimed her pussy as his. His mate was wet, pouring for him, and he licked everything she had to give him until she cried out his name again.

  “Grimm!”

  His past was forgotten when she said it. In a flash of understanding, he saw the truth. She was his home. Not Dark Moon Falls. Not his beloved mountains. Her.

  His need to be one with her was intense, and his dick was so hard it hurt. It had been for most of the time he’d been around Lacy, and he was certain once he slid inside her, he wouldn’t last long. But he could get her underneath him many times before the night ended, and intended to. They would both be sated well before he was done.

  The ground they were on wasn’t the right spot for him to take her. His weight would be too much for her to bear and the floor too hard.

  Lacy turned her head leisurely from side to side as she recovered. He hefted her into his arms and carried her to the mattress. Settling her into the center of it, he crawled in with her and pulled her to him. He pressed his lips into her hair, listening to her breathing and feeling the tremors that still travelled through her. She was beautifully spent, and he’d been the one to take her to that state. Rolling his tongue in his mouth, he swallowed what remained of her essence.

  Her breasts called to him, and he grasped the one nearest to him and closed his lips around her nipple. His fingers wandered over to her other, and he played with it as Lacy started to mewl again. She reached for his cock, circling her fingers around his girth, pumping him with an exacting precision, running the pad of her thumb over his vein.

  Her face was fevered; there was moisture on her lashes as she looked at him with pleading eyes.

  “Please, Grimm! Fuck me! I need you!”

  “Tell me you’re mine, Lacy.”

  “I am, Grimm!”

  Grimm groaned as he rolled over and positioned himself. Her legs circled around him, urging him to enter her wet heat. Breaching her, careful of his weight and overall size, he sank into her to his base. The pleasure for him was so intense, he slammed the balls of his feet to the floor. The need to move was great, and he raised up, sliding in and out as he tried to pace himself to make the pleasure of being joined with her linger. Lacy reached up, clinging to him as he rode her, begging him for more.

  “Oh, God!” she cried out. “It’s so good! I’ve never… never… Don’t stop!”

  “Are you ready for the mating bite?”

  “Yes! Make me yours!”

  “Turn your head to the side, beautiful.”

  She did, and Grimm sank his fangs into her shoulder. When he did, Lacy’s flavor poured into his mouth, sealing her as his forever. Instead of screaming from pain, Lacy held him tighter. After a moment more, he released her and licked over the wound.

  Grimm growled, “It’s done.”

  Sweat poured from him due to the heat of the room coupled with their passion, and he didn’t slow in the least. The muscles in his thighs tightened, the telltale sign that he was reaching the edge of control, and he screamed in his mind to hold back his release.

  As he’d known all along, his dick betrayed his desire too quickly, and he clutched her to him as his orgasm passed through him. Grimm roared loud and long as he came inside her.

  He fell onto the mattress beside her. Lacy curled herself around him and, mere seconds later, was asleep.

  The fire crackled, popped as the wood burned, and Grimm turned his head towards the cave entrance to listen and scent anyone who dared to attempt to take Lacy from him.

  They would die.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Lacy opened her eyes and searched the mattress for Grimm. He’d made love to her throughout the night, waking her with passionate kisses before pulling her beneath him. Though she should have been exhausted, spent from the amount of nocturnal activity, she wasn’t. She touched her shoulder gingerly. There was a slight tinge of tenderness, but otherwise, she wasn’t in any pain.

  She found Grimm when she looked towards the entrance. He stood barefoot, wearing a pair of jeans and no shirt. His hair hung over his shoulders with pieces of it lifted by the breeze.

  As Lacy listened to the sounds of the forest, she understood the peace Grimm found in it.

  Wrapping the blanket around her, she stood and padded her way over to him. He slipped an arm around her waist, but didn’t say anything. It seemed to her that he was enjoying the same thing she was.

  Breaking the silence as softly as she could, Lacy whispered, “It’s beautiful.”

  “After this is over, we’ll come back and stay longer. There’s a lot I want to show you.”

  “That sounds wonderful.”

  Grimm guided her to turn towards him, and then dropped to one knee.

  Gazing up at her, he took her hand in his.

  “I don’t know how humans make commitments to each other, other than a ring being involved. I don’t have one to give you, Lacy, but I swear to you that I will be the best partner to you. I will love and care for you, protect you, and our children, if we have any. Shifters mate for life. There is no breaking up or divorce. Our bond will last until the end of our days.”

  The way Grimm was looking at her with pleading eyes made her own grow wet with tears. She believed that he would be everything he’d told her. He’d never cheat on her, mistreat her, or be anything like the men from her world. The fact that he cherished her was clear, even to her own doubting mind.

  “I vow that to you on everything that I am, Lacy.”

  Just as she opened her mouth to respond, a crack of gunfire blasted. Faster than she could process what was going on, Grimm jumped to his feet, grabbed her, and ran to the rear of the cave.

  “Stay here, and don’t move where anyone can see you. Despite the rain, they must have traveled during the night, tracking us down. It can’t be the same guys we encountered yesterday. These men here now are expert level, Lacy, if they found us this quickly.”

  “Grimm?”

  “Hmm?”

  “I believe you. I’m very happy to be your mate.”

  A roar sounded in the distance, followed by several more.

  “It’s my people. If they come here, don’t be afraid. They’ll recognize my scent on you and won’t harm you.”

  Glancing towards the embers that remained of the blaze, she saw that her clothes were dry. Grimm’s attention followed hers. He went to gather them, and then took them to her.


  “Get dressed.”

  While she donned her shirts and pants, he grabbed her boots, socks, and a blanket. After he set them by her, he transformed into his wolf. He cocked his head to the side as if he were listening to someone, and then gave a quick nod.

  She asked, “What’s going on?”

  In an instant, he was in his human form again. “I wanted to check to see how close my pack was. We were speaking to each other through our mental link. Elias has given orders that the attackers aren’t to survive. They’ve broached our land with the intent to bring violence. That means a declaration of war on our pack. None of them will be leaving.”

  “I’m sorry that my being in Dark Moon Falls caused trouble for everyone.”

  “This evil isn’t of your making, and it will be dealt with.”

  Grimm then flowed from his male state into his beast. He nudged her with his nose until she fell back onto her ass, and then blew a breath over her.

  She told him, “Got it. Please be careful.”

  He flipped around, ran towards the entrance at an immense speed, and leaped out of it. Lacy listened to the impact of his paws on the ground and of him racing off into the woods.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Once in the forest, Grimm paused with his nose pointed into the air to catch the scent of his prey. He shook his head at what he found. Their pursuers were close and stunk of chemicals designed to disguise their natural odor. Their mode of subterfuge wouldn’t work with any shifter, much less Grimm who was well acquainted with the subtle nuances of various scents of the flora and animals of the mountains.