Forever (The Dragon Wars)(12)

Did she want to? Yes, she did.

“Make it fast.” She couldn’t believe her own words as she said them. Was she really telling Devin Owen what to do?

He grinned and pulled his already erect cock out of his pants. “I’ll see what I can do.”

The bark of the tree dug into her back. Normally, she would complain, but the slight discomfort seemed to add to the pleasure Devin’s hard member created.

“Do you like it a little rough, Lena?”

She thought she did. She might have even told him so, but she couldn’t communicate more than to moan and gasp. She turned her head back and forth against the tree.

“Yes, Devin. Please.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Please, what?”

“Please, more.”

His low laugh sent shivers up her spine. He whispered in her ear. “More what?”

“More of whatever it is that you’re doing, damn you.”

He crept his hand between them, pinching her clit as he continued to thrust in and out of her. Yes, that was what she’d wanted. Oh gods, yes.

As she came her ears rang and tears fell from her eyes. Her body had needed this more than she’d understood. If all she could have of Devin were these small moments, then she would take them and hold onto them for eternity.

He licked the side of her face as he pulled himself out of her, his cum dripping slightly on her leg. “You okay?”

“Yes, I guess, it was just really intense.”

He set her down gently holding her until her legs stopped wobbling. “It was for me, too. This might be hard to believe, but I don’t usually have sex up against trees.”

“You couldn’t resist me.” She smiled and closed her eyes.

“Clearly.” Devin pulled up her pants for her, zipping her up inside of them. It was a good thing he still could be competent since her whole body wanted to melt into a pool of mush and never move again.

“You’re going to be sore tomorrow.” He kissed her chin.

“It was worth it.”

He pulled her up against him. “This time I’m taking you home for real.”

“Thanks.”

Lena had lost his ability to speak except in one-word answers. She thought she might fall asleep on her feet, and she still had to make the damn cakes for the next morning.

“If you don’t want your family to know what we did, go straight for the shower.”

Did he have a lot of practice hiding liaisons? She almost asked but her inability to speak prevented her. It was probably better she not know. If she’d been his mate, she could have blown the jealousy off, knowing she was his forever. But if she was now just one of many women for him, she’d rather not know.

She tripped once getting up the stairs.





Chapter Four





Devin drummed his fingers on the side of his kitchen table. Lena hadn’t shown up. Every night for the last two weeks, she had come to him late at night for the most heated sex he’d ever experienced. But tonight she wasn’t there. He scratched his head. In fact, he hadn’t seen her all day, which really bothered him. Where had the little Wolf gone?

Had he done something to her? Well, yes he had. He stood up and walked up to his room. Technically, Devin had done a lot of things to her. He slammed his bedroom door behind him.

In fact, they’d done so much outstanding sexual play over the last few weeks that he’d come to crave her body more than he’d ever thought possible.

He closed his eyes as the image of her sucking his cock filled his mind. Her hot, tight mouth had slid over his penis so perfectly he’d practically come on her first stroke.

Gods, she’d taken all of him down her throat, all at once. He reached out and pulled his dick out of his pants. He could almost smell her in his imagination. Cherries. When had they become such a sexy aroma?

His cock hardened in his hand as he stroked it, pretending it was her hand doing the rubbing. He could see her grip in his mind, wishing he’d spent more time watching her stroke him so he could recall the image with more certainty. Still, just picturing her face was enough. Her violet eyes regarding him with such passion, such trust, such…love. He spurted into his hand as his eyes flung open at the thought.

Gods. Did she love him? He grabbed a tissue to clean himself up as he contemplated the problem. Maybe it was better she hadn’t come over. Maybe she protected herself in doing so.

He’d never promised her anything other than sex, and she hadn’t brought up mating since their conversation at her house. Did she still feel that way, or had she gotten over it?

“Devin.” His mother’s call up the stairs put an end to his musings. As soon as he could figure out what he could do now that he could no longer fight in an endless war, he would move out of their house. At forty years old he shouldn’t be running to his room to jack off to avoid getting caught by his parents. Plus, they really deserved their own space.