Sugar Creek 2(7)
“It’s the mating musk, baby. You can try and resist but in the end you will be ours.” Damian slowly leaned forward and then his lips were on hers.
She sighed with relief when he began to kiss her. His lips were firm, yet warm and soft, and just the lightest touch of his mouth to hers was driving her crazy. He brushed them back and forth, teasing her until she thought she’d go insane. Melissa reached up, cupped the back of his neck and pressed her mouth harder to his.
She heard him growl and then his tongue was in her mouth. He swirled that muscle around every inch of her cavern and then slid it along hers. Liquid fire raced through her veins and it was almost impossible to stay upright when her knees were threatening to buckle. The cup was taken from her hand and then she stood on tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck. The pressure on her breasts felt good since they were smashed up against his chest, and when his arms came around her waist she couldn’t help but sigh into his mouth.
Melissa was lost in a sensual storm and didn’t want it to end. She’d never felt such a deep need, such hunger in her life and knew she should be questioning what she was doing, but she couldn’t seem to get her brain and body in sync. Damian’s arms moved from around her waist and his hands caressed down her body until he was cupping both her ass cheeks.
She groaned and tilted her pelvis forward when his hard, jean-covered cock ground into her mound. When he lifted her up, Melissa enfolded his waist with her legs and then he was moving. She felt every bump and grind as he walked, but not once did she manage to open her eyes to see where he was taking her. She didn’t want to lose the sensual connection of their mouths and clung to him tighter.
He sat down on something and she ended up straddling his lap with his hard penis nestled against her pussy. Melissa whimpered when his cock pushed against her mound and her clit ached so much it felt like it was swollen to twice its normal size.
Damian finally slowed the kiss and lifted his head. It was hard to open her eyes but she managed to get her heavy lids to obey her command. He looked as hungry and desperate as she felt, and she didn’t question her reaction to him until another set of hands landed on her shoulders.
Melissa turned her head and met Luke’s ravenous gaze and alarm bells started going off in her head. Even though she was surrounded by their scrumptious, musky scent, she was able to get her brain into gear. She scrambled from Damian’s lap and stumbled across to the other side of the room. At least that was what she intended to do, but her knees decided to buckle and she only made it as far as the chair across from the sofa Damian was sitting on.
Luke looked like he was about to follow her so she held her hand up to stop him. “Stay away from me.”
Luke sighed and then dropped down onto the cushion beside Damian. They were both still looking at her as if she was their next meal, but at least they were keeping their distance.
“What the hell have you done to me?”
* * * *
“I think we should tell her, Damian.” Luke glanced at Damian.
“Yeah, but what if she freaks out and wants to leave?”
“She’s already upset. We can’t let her think there is something wrong with her or that we’ve done something to her. If we don’t explain, she’s going to leave anyway. What have we got to lose?”
“Everything!” Damian threaded his finger through his hair and sighed. He knew that Luke was right. They needed to tell her what they were.
“Come over here, baby.” Damian held his hand out to Melissa but stayed in his seat. He didn’t want to upset her more than she was or make her feel pressured in any way.
“I’m fine where I am, thanks.”
Damian sighed, but let her stay where she was. “We have something we need to tell you and it’s going to be hard for you to believe us, but I want you to try and keep an open mind. Okay?”
Melissa looked at him warily but nodded.
He glanced at Luke and saw his brother looked as nervous as he felt, but telling Melissa they were werewolves and that she was their mate was the right thing to do.
“There’s a reason why you are as attracted to us as we are to you, baby. Also why you like our scents so much.” Damien felt like he was about to jump into a bottomless pit. He’d never felt so out of control or uncertain before and he didn’t like the feeling at all, but there was nothing for it. There was no way to soften what he was about to say so he dove in headfirst.
“We are werewolves and you are our mate.”
“W–What d–did you s–say?”
“We are werewolves and you are our mate.”
Damian didn’t know what to think when she just continued to look at him without any expression. The longer she sat staring at him, the more concerned he became. Then all of a sudden her expression changed from stoic and she started to smile. Her lips tilted up and then her mouth opened and a big smile crossed her face.