Inequities (5 page)

Russ’ long sandy brown hair fell into his face. He brushed it aside and she could see the curiosity in his deep brown eyes. She shook herself and sat down.

“I didn’t realise how hungry I was.” Vivian dug into her food.

The two ate in silence. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but Vivian’s soul was at ease sitting there with the one man she wanted most in the world.

“You’re beautiful. Do you know that? I would cherish you.”

Vivian paused mid-chew. This wouldn’t do. Nope.
Not at all.
She finished her bite and wiped her mouth before scooting her chair back and moving over to Russ. She pushed his seat back and crawled into his lap.

“Don’t you see? Yes, I want to be cherished, but I’m not some fragile thing you need to put on a pedestal. I can hold my own and want to be loved. And you’re just the man for the job.”

She kissed him. Took charge and laid one right on his lips. She nibbled and teased until he let her in. He moaned and she knew she had him. Vivian loved when he took over. In this moment they were equals.
Both slaves to the passion and the need to mate.

Food forgotten, Russ picked her up and carried her to the bed. He put her down and she scrambled to the headboard. No way was anything stopping them from mating. Vivian threw her clothes off in a rush until she was bare before her soon-to-be-lover. Russ stood there dumbfounded.

“You have too many clothes on.” Vivian crawled to the edge of the bed on her knees and motioned for Russ to move closer.

When he was close enough, Vivian tugged on his shirt until he stumbled and had to catch himself before landing in her lap.

Vivian pulled at his shirt until he finally started to help her. Good thing because she was close to ripping his clothes off him. The only thing that stopped her was the knowledge that they didn’t have anything else with them to change into.

Vivian could only stare at her naked mate. He was long and lean with a dusting of light brown hair on his chest. He wasn’t as hairy as she would have thought, being a wolf. But that isn’t what fascinated her the most. His cock stood tall and strong, leaking pre-cum.

Vivian licked her lips. She wanted to taste him, but her fox wasn’t having it.

Mine
.

She usually wasn’t that possessive, but this man brought out all kinds of things she never thought she’d feel. Russ prowled onto the bed and she didn’t move. Vivian wanted him inside her. She didn’t know where to start, but the choice was taken away from her when Russ pushed her over and covered her from chest to feet.

Her legs parted for him and she locked her ankles around his waist. Russ rubbed his cock between her legs, teasing her. She growled and bit his shoulder.

“Hey!”

“Mate me.
Now.
I can’t wait anymore. Later we’ll do slow,” Vivian panted. All he’d done was lay on top of her and she was out of her mind with need.

“I won’t rush this.” Russ took her arms and raised them above her head.

Vivian writhed under him, trying to coax him to breach her core. She licked at the red spot she’d left on him.
Her mark.
She wished she’d broken the skin.
Needed to feel his blood on her tongue.
Vivian nuzzled the spot and bit down harder.

“Stop.
I can’t—fuck
Vivi
. I’m going to come and if you want mated I have to wait. Slow down.” Russ put his forehead against hers, his breathing irregular.

Normally she wasn’t this aggressive, but she didn’t want to give Russ a chance to change his mind.

“Please.” She begged.

“Don’t make me tie you down.”

Vivian went wild with those words. To be at his mercy would be heaven.
For him to take over completely and to be unable to stop him?
A dream come
true.

“Someone likes that idea.
Later.
Listen to me. I’m about to burst, but there are things I need to say to make this complete on the wolf end.”

That calmed her to some extent. Knowing there was ritual involved had her taking a deep breath.
Then another.
She nodded for him to continue.

Russ bit her on the throat and said, “You are mine, in mind.”

Vivian almost came right then. Feeling Russ’ teeth sink into her skin was unbelievably erotic. She did her best to stay still as he moved down her body.

His teeth entered the skin on her chest where her heart beat and said, “You are mine, in heart.”

And she was. Her heart wanted only him. How much more would she have to endure before he fucked her? Her need was so great and it kept building with every word.

Russ peppered kisses along her body until he got to her thigh and nuzzled where her leg met her pelvis and bit hard and deep.

“You are mine, in body.”

“Yes. Yes. Russ.” Vivian couldn’t help herself. Nothing had prepared her for the emotion swirling through her body. When foxes mated they just bit and released the mating serum. This was so much more beautiful.

Russ placed his palms on the bed by her shoulders and looked her in the eyes. His cock posed at her entrance. Here it was. The moment she’d been waiting for.

His dick slid home and he said, “You are now mine, in mind, heart and body, forevermore.”

“You’re mine too.
In body, mind, heart and soul.”
Vivian bit him again and this time released what would make them completely mated.

Magic flowed through the room. Vivian bucked under Russ and he thrust again and again. This first time was over quickly. Russ jerked once, twice then he threw his head back and howled. Vivian joined him as her climax raced through her body.

Russ collapsed on top of her, both of them spent.

Vivian wrapped her body around Russ’, not wanting him to move. But too soon he moved to the side. Her body snuggled against him.

“Sorry,”
came
a muffled response against her neck.

“Why?” Vivian whispered back.

“It was so fast. Next time we explore.”

“Deal.”

Content, she drifted to sleep. Her heart and soul were where they belonged. It was right in her world. And tomorrow she’d make the call that would hopefully give her mate back his world. She hated that she was responsible for his need to leave his home and family. She vowed to find a way to make it up to him.

Vivian slowly surfaced out of sleep because something tickled her feet. She went to move them, but couldn’t. Warm heat surrounded her toe. Then something licked her.

What?

She wasn’t a morning person. Never had been and her body was responding to the unusual stimuli. A tongue licked the sole of her foot and continued up her leg.

Vivian sighed. Russ. True to his word, he was working her body in a lazy fashion. She let him continue and just enjoyed each sensation as it came. She pushed against him when he reached her pussy, but he avoided it and moved on to her stomach. Vivian groaned at the loss. She was wet and ready, but didn’t want to rush it either. To think, she could wake up this way every day. It was almost enough to make her want mornings.
Almost.

A giggle slipped out when Russ found a ticklish spot on her side. She squirmed to get away, but his mouth chased her. It was replaced with a moan when he finally got to her breast. Her nipples where hard and she wanted them in his mouth. Vivian pulled his hair to get his attention where she wanted it. When Russ licked around her hard bud her hips came of the bed, her eyes closed and she threw her head back. Oh God, it felt wonderful, the hard sucking when he enclosed her flesh between his lips.
Yes
. When he bit down she bucked against him. Vivian needed some sort of friction—something. But he held himself off her and continued to ply her breast with his mouth. His fingers plucked at her other nipple, then pinched. The rush of ecstasy went straight to her pussy. She clutched at thin air, looking
for
 
something
to hold onto and wanting him inside her.

“Russ, please.”

“No.” He murmured against her skin and left her chest to nuzzle her neck.

His teeth scraped against the bite mark he’d left the night before. Sex had never been this intense for her. The ache became stronger. Vivian’s hands found Russ’ ass, trying to force him inside her. But he was stronger.

“Please, please, please,” Vivian moaned, again and again.

Russ nipped her ear and sucked the lobe into his mouth. His breath hissed in her ear. She shivered all over. Her senses were on full alert.

“Slow. Promised,” Russ’ voice whispered.

At least he couldn’t talk in full sentences either. It was her turn to touch and taste. He wanted
slow
? Vivian caught Russ off guard and switched their positions so that she was in charge. As much as she wanted to impale herself on his cock, she controlled herself. She could do this. Drive him to the edge of reason.

Vivian started with Russ’ lips, never fully kissing him. Soft nips and licks were all she gave. Her mouth wandered to his shoulder and she licked
her
mark.

“Mine.”

“
Mmm
…yes. Yours,” Russ agreed.

She returned every movement and caress Russ had placed on her. His nipples liked the attention just as much as hers had. Vivian never made it to Russ’ toes. His dick held her, fascinated. She had to soothe it. Her tongue swirled around the head causing Russ’ hips to thrust.

“Not yet.
Taste.”
She held down his hips.

Vivian sucked the tip completely into her mouth, catching his pre-cum. It tasted salty and bitter and—wonderful. She moaned around the cock in her mouth and swallowed him down to the root.

“Won’t last.”
Russ thrashed on the bed.

Vivian couldn’t have that. She wanted Russ inside her when he came. She crawled back up his body and sank down until she was fully seated.

“Fuck!” Russ bucked up, almost throwing her off.

Vivian steadied herself on his shoulders and Russ reached a hand up and soothed them over her lips. She opened wide and sucked his fingers in time with her hips moving up and down. Russ pulled free and cupped her breast in both hands. Squeezing them and pinching her nipples. She didn’t know they would be so responsive. Her pussy clutched at his dick, her movements jerky as he pumped up meeting her thrust for thrust.

Her hand moved to his thighs and she stretched out, the shift in angle delicious.

“Close,” Vivian whispered. “So close. Just—right—there—oh God.” Vivian collapsed on top of Russ, still moving, but needing a kiss. Tongues duelled as Russ continued to thrust up again and again.

“Vivian!” Russ shouted his release.

Vivian couldn’t stop clenching, not wanting him to slip out, but it was a lost cause when he softened inside her and slipped free. Russ ran his hands up and down her back.

A knock at the door interrupted them.

Chapter Five

He’d kill whoever it was on the other side of the door. Fuck. Vivian had just blown his mind. And now the real world threatened to interfere.

“Russ.
Sorry, but we have breakfast and we should be heading out.”
Peter’s voice infiltrated their cocoon.

“Hurry up, Masters. We need to get a move on,”
Greycen
growled.

Well someone had not enjoyed his night as much as Russ had.
Too bad.
Yes, they needed to hurry, but he wouldn’t let anything spoil what had gone on here.

“Give us a sec.”

“I wish we weren’t here,” Vivian said.

Did that mean what he thought it did? Russ stopped, unsure if his feeling were returned. Vivian slapped his chest.

“Ouch.”

“That’s what you get. I know where your mind went. I just meant that I wish we could stay in bed and just enjoy each other—not be on the run. That’s all.”

Vivian snuggled back into his body. He knew what she meant. He didn’t want to move, but they had to get going. Soon they would be able to laze a day away, just the two of them. Maybe they could run on the property and go to that pond the other mated pairs seemed to love.

He wanted to show her his home and hope she loved it as much as he did.

“No more dawdling.” Russ slapped her ass and slid out from under her.

As he sauntered to the bathroom a pillow hit his back. He turned around and grinned at the display before him. Vivian was sprawled over the bed. Her hair was a mess, her lips red and bruised with his marks up and down her body. He growled and moved forward only to stop himself.
Breakfast.
Right.
He did an about face and hurried to start the water.

“If you want a shower you’d better get in here,” he called over the sound of the water.

It didn’t take long for her to appear. God he wanted to make love to her again. He shook himself and got under the water and waited for her to join him. Russ
unwrapped
the motel soap and handed it over, moving so he could get her head under the spray. When her hair was nice and wet he went for the shampoo, kneading it into her scalp.