Escaping Love (19 page)

“Watch me
, Alexandria. Watch me make you come like this.”

He continued to play her body like an expert music
ian, knowing every way to make her body sing with exquisite pleasure. He sucked her deep into the wet heat of his mouth and did something she couldn’t quite explain. It felt like tiny fingers found every nerve on her breast, and then he gently clamped down on her with his teeth, sending her spiraling over the edge. He murmured sounds of praise as he brought her back down to a slow simmer.

“You are so beautiful. I love to see you come.”

His hand followed a smooth trail down her stomach to her bare pussy. He dipped his fingers inside her with a low growl.

“You’re loaded with cream. I wasn’t going to taste you but I find I can’t help myself.”

He licked the sensitive flesh of the underside of her breast before biting her.

“
Mine
.”

His path continued
, and he only paused to play at the curve of her hip. He moved lower, forcing her legs wider with his impossibly wide shoulders. He used his thumbs to part her most secret folds.

Her cheeks heated. She’d never felt so vulnerable under someone’s scrutiny. She squeezed at his shoulders with her knees
, trying to hide his view. He pinched the flesh of her inner thigh with his teeth.

“Do not try to hide yourself from me. I will know everything there is to know about you. Besides
, your cunt steals my heart. So pink, so wet, it makes me want to stay just like this forever.”

She clamped her eyes shut
, trying to hide from the intensity of his stare.

“Look at me
, Alexandria. Watch me feast on what is mine.”

She did as he asked and with the first delicious swipe of his tongue her hips bucked
, trying to both move closer and escape the tortuous ecstasy that was her mate.

He devoured her body, min
d, and soul. Leaving nothing as he built her to an almost painful peak. When she went over the edge she would never be the same. Her nails dug into the sand as she tried to ground herself.

He circled his tongue around her clit as he pushed two fingers inside her. She groaned and pushed back. He seemed to find the sensitive spot she could never find on her own. She had doubted the magical G
-spot even existed, until Clint.

He drew his fingers in and out
, gathering her juices. His fingers circled the puckered entrance of her rear. Not entering but waking nerves she never knew were there. Then he pushed one finger inside her, and she clamped down on him.

A faint burn ensued, not really painful, just different. He left it inside her and drew her focus back to his mouth on her clit. She held it with his lips then she squeaked while he began to move the finger still inside her ass.

“Oh God, that feels good.”

Fresh moisture coated his mouth as she exploded
. His free hand splayed across her lower stomach holding her in place. He slipped another finger inside her bottom, and her head swam.

“I can’t—there’s no way you’ll fit.”

“Hush I must prepare you. Now hold still and relax.”

How could she relax when some
thing so foreign moved inside her? Moving the hand he used to restrain her, he began to play with her neglected nipples.

“
Mmm…” Her mind focused on better things. Anything other than the growing pressure.

He growled against her clit
, sending her over the edge once again as he finger-fucked her ass. It felt so good. Nerves came to life with each stroke. She could only imagine how his cock would feel pounding into her while he pierced her flesh with his bite.

“Fuck me.”

“As you wish, darlin’.”

He removed his fingers and flipped her onto her stomach. Sand from her back flew from her skin. She looked over her shoulder at the male who’d won her heart. Her chest filled with love
, knowing soon she would be his forever. There may be a little pain but the man poised behind her was worth it.

He spread the moisture from her slick cunt to her back entrance and around his cock. The
n she took even breaths, trying to prepare for the invasion. He was huge and she doubted his reassurance that he would fit. But she trusted him. She felt the head of his cock push against her, and she tried not to tense.

“
Shh, Little Cat, there may be some discomfort but I promise in the end there will only be pleasure.”

Inch by tortuous inch, he invaded her body until she was panting f
rom the effort not to run. Her skin was slick with perspiration. Leaning forward, he kissed her shoulder, letting her adjust to his size. He whispered words of love as he began to slowly withdraw from her body. He increased his pace and her body began to welcome each thrust of his hips. Soon she panted from pleasure instead of pain.

“More,” she cried.

She was so close to coming she bit her lip from frustration, tasting blood. She could feel his hot breath fanning along her shoulder when he bit down, causing her pussy to spasm and massage his cock. She cried out as his hot seed filled her. Each pulse of his cock sent her over the edge again until she fell limp, unable to support her own weight any longer.

He released his hold on her shoulder and laved at his mark.

Aftershocks shot to her clit as he withdrew.

He carried her to the water and began to carefully
soothe her sated flesh.

~****~

Clint smiled at the dreamy look on his mate’s face. She let him wash her and only responded with soft murmurs of thanks. Pouring water over her skin and between her legs, he bathed her. The cool water must have restored life to her tired limbs because she cupped his cheek and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

“Thank you for everything.”

“Anytime, darlin’. Just say the word and I’d happy for a repeat.”

“Cheeky bastard.
So are you going to tell me about your new name?”

He dragged his hand through his disheveled hair and tried to think of where to start. The beginning was as good as any place.

“Well from what Gus told me—”

“Wait what? Gus spoke. You have a talking donkey?”

“No I—”

“Oh my god
, was it like an out of body experience? I’ve read that sometimes people close to death have conversations with their pets.”

“Woman
, you’re crazy. It—”

“Don’t’ call me crazy you’re the one—‍”

He clamped his hand over her mouth.

“Now
, darlin’, it’s rude to interrupt.”

She narrowed her eyes
, seeming to say “really, you do it to me all the time”.

“Do you want me to tell you the story or not?”

She nodded emphatically.

“Fine now
, hush. Your mate is talking.”

He sa
w her eyes flash but she remained silent even though he could tell it was almost impossible for her.

“As I was saying.
Gus the donkey was actually a shifter. When I was a young boy my family lived on a ranch in Montana. They’d shift and run around the state parks. Well someone got careless and shifted in front of a human, which started rumors of werewolves. A huge hunting party went out and tracked my Clan back to the ranch. They found tracks shifting from wolf to human and knew they had the right place. My father was the Alpha and put me and one of the old ranch hands in the root cellar, figuring we would be safe. But then the bastards started the fire. According to Gus everything was gone. No one made it out but me and him.”

“Goodness, I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be. I don’t have any memories of the past or the people in it. I’m sorry I didn’t get a chance to know them but I can’t do anything about it now. I’ve got some friends looking into who set the fire and they will be dealt with, silently. So Gus shifted and put me on his back and we made it all the way to Wyoming. He had me shift to a wolf pup to try and stay warm. Gus was old and pretty soon his animal side took over to better his chance for survival. That’s when we got separated and Clara found me. You know the rest.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah it’s a helluva story. I just wish I knew where Gryph was. I still haven’t heard from him.”

Tears formed in her eyes.

“What is it?”

“Clint
, I’m so sorry. Carlos sabotaged their boat. I’m not sure if they’re still alive.”

Emotions ranging from denial, to fear, to anger pulsed under his skin. There was no way some asshole got the better of his Alpha. Gryph was too smart for that. He’d show up, probably when he least expected it.

“There’s one more thing. I went to Jesse’s place before leaving Wyoming. She wasn’t there. Nothing was gone but according to her neighbor, she never showed up.”

“Do you think Kane had something to do with it?”

“Yeah, I’d bet my life that bastard is responsible.”

“We have to find her. It’s my fault he was with her. I kept telling you he was a good guy. I should have never let him go with her.”

“It’s not your fault, Alex. I’m to blame. All we can do know is clean up the mess left by Carlos and go home. We need to have a proper ceremony for Clara and find my sister.”

Alex shivered in his grasp as she sniffed
back tears.

“Don’t
worry, darlin’. We’re not done yet.”

She could practically feel his love wrap around her body. She felt safe and secure knowing that they would face the upcoming challenges together. She had finally found a true home safely nestled in his arms.