Jay and Jordan had left for the hotel an hour and a half ago and he'd volunteered to stay with their mate. If Jay or Jordan had argued with him, he'd have fought tooth and nail to be with her. The thought of leaving her side had sent shards of pain piercing his heart. He was just glad that his brothers had let him have his way for a change.
When Kenzie sighed in her sleep, he knew she was about to surface, and he reached for the steaming mug of coffee he'd brought in for her. She blinked her eyes open and turned toward him, giving him a sleepy smile. "Hey."
"Hey yourself, sweetie. How'd you sleep?"
"Like a log." Kenzie pushed up until she was leaning against the headboard with a pillow at her back. "Where's Jay and Jordan?" She frowned as the gazed toward the window. "What time is it?"
"Just after nine." Jenson handed her the mug, handle toward her so she wouldn't burn her hands on the hot ceramic.
"Thanks." She took a sip and sighed gratefully. "Aren't we supposed to be at the pub by nine?"
Jenson gave her a chagrined look. "Yes, but we didn't want to wake you, sweetie. We've pushed you hard over the last few days. We all made love to you one after the other in one night and the next we claimed you together. Jordan was with you last night and before that you were recovering from your injuries. You also worked non-stop yesterday. We thought you needed a little more sleep."
Kenzie surprised him by agreeing with a nod. "You're right, I was tired. Thank you, Jenson."
"You don't need to thank me, sweetie. We need to take care of you."
"I can take care of myself."
"I know you can, mate. When I said need, I didn't mean want. It's engrained in us to protect you and make sure you get what your body requires. If that means extra sleep, then that's what you'll get."
She nodded again and sipped her coffee. "What time do Jay and Jordan expect us?"
Jenson shrugged. "Whenever we get there. They're not expecting a huge group of people through, although that could change. We often get tour bus groups stopping to have a meal before continuing their journey, but Jay and or Jordan will call if they need help. At the moment, we have all the time in the world."
"Okay." Kenzie shifted closer, until her side was pressed against his.
Jenson wrapped an arm around her shoulders and they drank their coffee in companionable silence. When she'd finished her drink, she crawled from the bed and headed to the bathroom. He looked her naked body over and adjusted the fit of jeans over his hard cock. He wanted to follow her into the bathroom and shower with her, but he wasn't sure she would want to make love with him this morning. She had to be tender after all the attention she'd been getting. With a resigned sigh he stayed where he was, reclining on the bed, and waited for his woman.
When he heard the shower come on he didn't need to use his imagination. He'd seen her wet more than once. He ground his teeth when his dick throbbed, and tried to think of something mundane to keep his lust at bay. Thinking of all the ingredients they needed to order helped to a degree, but when she entered the bedroom again, all pink and fresh from her shower and still naked, his efforts flew out the window.
She climbed back up onto the bed and crawled toward him. When she reached for his belt and tugged it open, he held his breath. Her desire-filled blue-green eyes met his as she undid his jeans button and lowered the zipper.
The air in his lungs exploded out when she reached into his boxers and gripped his hard, aching dick.
"What are you doing, sweetie?" He combed his fingers into her hair and tried not to buck up into her hand.
"If you have to ask, then I can't be doing it right." Kenzie removed her hand from his underwear, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of his jeans and boxers, and pulled them down over his hips, thighs, and off.
Kenzie nudged his legs apart, maneuvered in between his legs, and wrapped her hand around the base of his dick again. He clenched his hands into fists and closed his eyes, trying to get his raging hunger back on a tight leash.
He growled when she felt her warm, moist breath on the tip of his cock and groaned when she swirled her tongue over and around the head. When she took his dick into her mouth, he opened his eyes and combed his fingers into her hair, holding the strands at the back of her neck to anchor himself.
Flames of arousal licked along the inside of his thighs as her tongue lapped up the thick vein on the underside of his cock. She locked gazes with him again and took his dick back into the hot, wet heat of her mouth.
"Fuck, sweetie," he moaned. "So fucking good."
Kenzie hummed in response, the vibration rippling down the length of his cock and into his balls. When she cupped his sac, and started to gently roll his testes, Jenson's reined-in lust broke free. He didn't even remember moving, but when his brain finally processed, he was flat on his back with Kenzie blanketing him, her thighs straddling his head.
He inhaled the sweet, delectable scent of her musky orange-peach cream and purred with greed. Jenson lifted his head and dipped his tongue into her creamy well. She moaned and squeezed his dick harder in her small hand before pumping up and down. She sucked him into her mouth and began bobbing her head.
Jenson wrapped his arms around her thighs so she couldn't move away from him, and began to lick, suck, and lap up all that sweet tasting juice. He laved the flat of his tongue over her protruding clit and then flicked it quickly with the tip.
She gasped and groaned, her legs trembling with each lash of his tongue. He rimmed her cunt with the tip of his finger and then pressed it up inside her hot, wet entrance. When her muscles rippled and clenched around his finger, he groaned as he remembered how good she'd felt around his cock.
He added another finger and thrust them in and out of her pussy. When she began rocking her hips in sync with his finger fucking and caressing tongue, he realized she was close, and so was he.
Jenson lifted and spun her around with ease. She braced her hands on his chest, clasped his cock, and dropped down over him, impaling herself on his dick.
"Oh," Kenzie moaned.
"Ride me, sweetie," he rasped out. "Make us both come." He palmed her breasts, kneading and molding her soft flesh with his hands and then strummed the hard peaks with his thumbs.
She moaned, rose, and sank back down onto his hard cock. "So hard. Hot."
Jenson watched every expression flit across her face. Every twitch as she rode him, and even though what they were sharing was amazingly good, he could tell he wasn't quite hitting the right spot. He released her breasts, pulled her down on top of him and rolled until she was underneath him. He lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders, gripped her hips and tilted her pelvis as he shifted higher onto his knees.
When he drove back into her it was more of a downward slide and she jerked and groaned as the head of his cock rubbed over her G-spot. She clutched at his forearms, her blunt nails digging into his flesh, and his panther yowled with satisfaction. Each time he advanced and retreated he moved faster, deeper, harder. Until his hips were slamming into hers, his thighs and pubis slapping against her ass cheeks.
She smoothed her hands up over his arms, tickling his skin as she rubbed over the hairs on his skin and then over his shoulders and down his chest. Goose bumps raced over his skin as she mapped out the hollows and ridges of his defined muscles.
And then she made him go wild.
Kenzie reached down between them and wrapped her finger and thumb around the base of his cum-coated cock. The added sensation was astounding and ratcheted up his desire another notch. Warning tingles of heat began at the base of his spine and quickly started spreading around to his groin. Liquid desire pooled low in his belly and the pressure increased with each hot, wet, frictional slide of his dick in her soaked, tight cunt.
Her internal muscles rippled around and along his cock, sucking at the head of his dick. He gasped air in and out of his lungs and clenched his teeth as he tried to stave off his impending orgasm.
When the fiery heat touched his sac, he knew he wasn't going to last. He shifted on his knees again, dipped a finger into the top of her folds, and pressed on her clit.
"Jenson," she sobbed out his name as he began to caress firm circles on her sensitive bundle of nerves. He drove in and out of her hot, wet cunt like a man possessed and right at this moment, he was. He was obsessed with sending his mate over the edge before he fell.