Forever (The Dragon Wars)(8)

“I don’t care about the scars. They make you look kind of dangerous.” She gasped and a smile crossed her face. He supposed he should be glad his fantasy self could do such a great job. His hands ached to touch her.

She let one of her hands slide a trail down her body to her flat abdomen.

“Is that my hand or yours?” Devin had become completely devoted to this fantasy. He wanted to participate in it, and yet he stayed glued to the bed like his life depended on it. In his wildest imaginings during his imprisonment, he’d never thought to come back to this.

“Yours.”

He watched, transfixed, as she unzipped her sensible work pants. With a swish of her hips, they pooled to the floor and she stepped out of them. Devin cursed as he leaned back on the bed, his breathing now hard. Lena wasn’t wearing panties.

“Did I forget to tell you I don’t ever wear underwear?”

He stood up. “Oh no?”

“Not if I can help it.” She sighed dramatically.

“Now what?”

So help him, if she stopped now, his head might actually explode from the pressure forming in it. What was the matter with him? He should just grab her, push her on the bed, and do her until neither of them could think.

Except, no one had ever told him that they masturbated thinking about him, and he really wanted to see what she did next.

Lena massaged her legs until she approached her pussy. Devin realized he was sweating. His hands shook a little bit as he pulled off his T-shirt. He wanted his hands there; he wanted her hands on him.

She must have found her sweet spot as her head fell backward with a moan. In two seconds, he had his own pants off. He could feel himself straining against his very warm, slightly damp briefs. For now, he’d stay in them. They might prevent him from coming too soon. Truth was, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d had sex.

“Show me.” He put his hands over hers and removed them from her pussy. “Guide my hands inside of you. Show me where you want to be touched.”

Her violet eyes stared into his. “You’re sure you don’t want to just watch?”

“No, I want to play.” He waited for the growl that should have come from inside of him. He was always more animal than man when he had sex. But nothing showed up. No matter. He wouldn’t let it ruin this opportunity. If Lena wanted to have sex with him, who was he to tell her it wasn’t a good idea?

His cock jumped with excitement. At least that still worked the way it should.

He didn’t give Lena a chance to answer. Instead, he pulled her mouth to his and kissed her—hard. She hadn’t fantasized about kissing him, or she hadn’t told him that she had. Either way, he wanted her with a ferocious need. She pressed further against him, letting her mouth meld into his. By the gods, Lena was soft.

When was the last time his life had any tenderness? Immediately, he backed off the intensity of their kiss. He didn’t want to hurt her or punish her for the life he’d lived. Devin just wanted to make her first sexual encounter a good one for both of them.

It had been so long, he might as well be a virgin, too.

“Do you ever just let yourself go and feel?” She spoke the words against his mouth, her warm, sweet breath caressing him. He looked down until he could see her eyes, which had turned Wolf, as they should during heated encounters, as his would have done if he’d not been so completely fucked up.

“No.” Devin hoisted her up until he held her completely in his arms. “I’m stronger than you are. You should be nervous.”

“Maybe.” She touched his cheeks, her hands caressing his two scars. “But I’m not.”

Devin lowered her onto the bed until he loomed over her. He massaged her nipples and she moaned, her eyes closing.

“Is it better than you imagined it? Having the real thing?”





Chapter Three





“Oh, yes.” Lena moaned. “It’s so much better to be here with you than to just imagine it.”

“Good.” Devin’s husky voice made her insides melt. He kissed her neck, his tongue coming out to lick her seductively. She shivered at the feel of his hot mouth on her skin.

Yes, so much better. She hadn’t been able to imagine how the calluses on his hands would make her skin feel alive when he touched her. In her wildest dreams, she hadn’t known what it would feel like to have his hard length digging into her stomach, making her tremble with anticipation. Even broken as he was, Devin’s tremendous strength made her feel safe and protected in his arms.

He trailed his hand down her stomach to her pussy. She could feel how wet she was and suspected she dripped. When he’d watched her play with herself, she’d nearly exploded. She’d brought herself to pleasure many times before, but having his eyes on her had brought a different level of heat.