Without a word, Shayne knelt down between her legs, grabbed her hips and pulled her even closer as he leaned down and took her mouth in a hungry kiss. He began moving his hips, sliding his cock against her pussy, teasing her as she soaked the underside of his cock in her juices.
God, she was so fucking wet.
He placed his hands on the couch cushions as he leaned over her, rolling his hips between her legs as she wrapped her legs around him. Every roll of his hips bringing him lower until the tip finally settled against her core.
“Mo bheag mhuirnín,” Shayne moaned as he slowly pushed in, terrified that he was going to lose his fucking mind. God, she was so fucking tight. He had to keep pulling back, push in an inch only to keep moving, slowly feeding her his cock, each roll of his hips firmer than the last until his hands were fisting in the sheet as he pushed in the rest of the way. He felt her go still, heard her surprised intake of air, and then, listened as she released a sigh of relief.
As soon as he felt his balls press against her bottom, he stopped, broke off the kiss so that he could kiss her forehead as he reached between their bodies and found her clit with his thumb. He began teasing it, slowly rubbing the pad of his thumb over her clit until he felt her relax beneath him. When she moaned, he slowly pulled back until just the tip was inside of her and then slowly pushed back inside, his thumb continued teasing her the entire time.
He took her slowly, feeling her grow wetter with every caress.
He told her in Old Gaelic just how good she felt, how wet her pussy was, and just how good she felt wrapped around his aching cock as she ran her hands over his back. Her moans encouraged him, letting him know what she liked while her hips moving against him told him what she fucking loved.
When her hands slid down her back, cupping his ass and pulling him tightly against her, he felt her walls tightening around him. While he took his time fucking her, her breaths started coming faster, her moans louder, only to leave him with no choice but to swallow her screams when her sheath clamped down around him, making each stroke feel so much fuckingbetter, sending pleasure throughout his body. He felt his balls pull up tight as he fucked her only to groan when her pussy began squeezing him. Breaking off the kiss, Shayne leaned back so that he could watch her, with every stroke he saw her more clearly, felt intense pleasure like nothing he’d ever felt before as white light exploded behind his eyes seconds before the pleasure racing through his body swallowed him whole.
“What do ye think happened?”
“Besides him bringing shame ta the family?” Shayne heard Quinn ask as he forced himself to open his eyes only to find himself alone on the couch.
“Besides that,” Finn said, waving that off as though it was a given.
“I think she realized she could do better,” Finn said as Shayne frowned and moved to sit up only to end up closing his eyes and dropping his head back against the pillow when the move caused his head to spin.
“What the hell’s going on?” Shayne asked, reaching up to run trembling hands over his face.
“Ye screamed like a banshee, lad,” Liam said.
“It was a bit off-putting,” Quinn added.
“I was embarrassed for him,” Liam said with a long-suffering sigh.
“I think we all were,” Finn said as Shayne forced himself to sit up only to go still when he saw the dried blood coating his cock.
Swallowing hard, Shayne shoved the blankets off the couch only to forget how to breathe when he saw the blood on the sheet and found himself thinking about last night, how tight she’d been, her reaction when he pushed inside her, and-
She was a virgin.
“Where is she?” Shayne asked, looking up to find Tristan sitting across from him, looking pissed and for good reason as it turned out.
“She decided to catch a serial killer on her own.”
CHAPTER 21
The Grand Emerald Bay Hotel & Resort
Riverton Shores, New Hampshire
She’d imagined the whole thing, the ghosts, losing her virginity and watching Shayne’s eyes flash silver right before pure ecstasy surged throughout her body and everything went black, but something, mostly the fact that she woke up with dried blood between her legs and she was sore, told her that it hadn’t all been a dream.
She’d lost her virginity to a man that she never planned on seeing again and must have dreamt the rest, Ashlyn thought, slowly exhaling as she stood there, absently fiddling with the wedding ring on her finger. She really needed to focus, Ashlyn told herself as she took in the expensively decorated hotel lobby from the cast iron chandeliers on the ceiling to the overstuffed leather sofas and chairs scattered throughout the room.
She watched as bellhops wearing crisp suits made their way through the side doors with polished luggage carts that gleamed beneath the sun streaming in through the large windows overhead while guests wearing designer sundresses, polo shirts,khakis, and a variety of Rolex watches enjoyed the hotel amenities as she shifted in to work mode.
She began sorting through the guests, ignoring everyone that didn’t fit the profile that they were looking for and focused on the ones that did. Out of the five beautiful women in their twenties in the lobby, only four of them wore wedding rings, so she dismissed the fifth one and focused on the remaining four women. Ashlyn noted the silver wedding band on the blonde woman’s finger before her gaze shifted to the man, whose lap she was currently occupying, and clocked the gold ring trimmed with black edging on his finger. Ashlyn immediately removed her from the list since she doubted that the woman was happily married, considering that wasn’t her husband.
That left three women, one of them she was able to immediately dismiss since the woman was currently being a complete bitch to her husband, who looked like he’d lost the will to live as his wife went off on him over his failure to make sure that her lemon water had extra ice in it. That left two couples, both of whom were holding hands and smiling in that way that let her know that the world and everyone around them had ceased to exist.
Ashlyn casually glanced around the lobby, searching to see if they’d drawn anyone else’s attention only to note that the poor, unhappily married man that was currently getting chewed out for his lack of attention to detail was checking out the brunette’s ass, making her lips twitch. After she didn’t find anyone lurking in the corners, she focused her attention ahead just as the pretty blonde front desk clerk focused that welcoming smile that looked well-practiced on her.
