“That the natural order of the world favors humans, and we'd quickly become the top of the food chain with our abilities if we had numbers on our side, too. We've perfected a pill to make it easier to have kids, but it means you don’t need to worry about that sort of thing unless youwantto get pregnant.” As an afterthought, I add, “Can’t get sexually transmitted diseases like the humans either. Healing is honestly the biggest perk, I’m realizing, and I love my animal.”
She swivels her hips, yet still scoffs. “Yeah, that sounds like something a guy would say so he can hit it raw and baby trap a girl. Let alone, it’s looking like the shifter thing doesn’t really apply to me, so I’m going to offer a counter proposal of no condom, no cocks.”
I nip at her shoulder. “Does that mean you want me to stop?”
Slowly withdrawing my fingers from her slick heat, she covers my hand to stop me, hesitantly pointing out, “The door’s open.”
Tugging her collar to the side to bare her shoulder, I press a grinning kiss to the soft skin before working a path up to her ear, whispering, “Then I guess you’d either be really quiet, or give them a show, beautiful.”
Slipping my arm beneath her, I wrap a hand around her throat, only applying the barest pressure. Licking the shell of her ear, I work a third finger into her as I rock my hips, rubbing my cock over her ass. She fails to bite back her soft moan as I work my mouth over the sensitive spot behind her ear.
“Well if that isn’t one of the best sounds I’ve ever heard,” I praise, driving my fingers deeper.
Pulling away long enough to strip her underwear off, she lifts her hips to help me, using a foot to shove them off the rest of the way. Gripping her thigh, I sling her leg back over mine before rolling onto my back, spreading her wide for me as I return to torturing us both.
“Can you imagine it, gorgeous? Stryker lying in his bed, listening to your gasps and moans, touching himself? Picturing your face as he fists the blanket beside him, trying not to come so that it won’t have to end?”
Pumping my fingers, I rapidly thrum my thumb over her clit as she writhes against me. Her breathing picks up, clenching around my fingers with a soft, needy sound as she hovers on the edge, almost there.
My voice a low whisper in her ear, she shivers. “Mason cursing, wishing he was the one with his fingers buried inside of you while you gasp out his name. Stroking his cock faster with every breathless sound you make.”
“I didn’t gasp out your name, though,” she argues, bringing a hand up to bite her fist. Fingertips scraping across the perfect spot, she releases a steady stream of low curses, bucking her hips.
“No, you’re going to scream it for me.”
Sliding out from behind her, I pin her beneath me, slamming my lips against hers in a bruising kiss. I mentally curse every deity in existence as I roll my tongue against hers that the closest place that sells condoms is over thirty miles away.
Waiting to break the kiss until the last possible moment, I grab a pillow and press it into her hand. “You don’t want them walking in on us, then you’re going to want to scream into this.”
Kissing a path down her body, I grip her hips, dragging her to the edge of the bed. I drop to my knees, fingers digging into the soft skin of her inner thighs as I spread her wide for me. My mouth is on her a moment later, absolutely devouring her, my tenuous control on the verge of snapping.
When she’s writhing against me, I brace one hand on the mattress, thrusting two fingers inside of her and using the new position to move my hand quickly, never fully withdrawing my fingers. Loosing a series of unintelligible pleas, her back arches off of the bed. Dipping my head, I latch into her clit, sucking hard.
Twisting my hand so that I can slide a finger into her ass, she gasps into the pillow. Mercilessly, I thrust into her, tonguing and sucking her clit while pinning one of her thighs to the mattress. She comes with a muffled shout, my name a curse on her lips as she tangles her fingers in my hair. Bucking against my face, she rides through the wave of pleasure as I relentlessly devour her.
Coming down from her high, she slumps to the mattress, boneless and breathing heavy. With one last flick of my tongue, I languidly withdraw my fingers one at a time. Kissing the inside of her thigh as I stand, I drop onto my back in the empty space beside her. Tucking one arm beneath my head, I close my eyes, catching my breath.
Shifting closer, she rolls so that she can rest her head on my chest, and I drop my arm to keep her trapped against me, stroking my thumb over her hip. “Fuck,” she huffs and silent laughter shakes my chest.
Awkwardly bending my neck, I kiss the top of her head. “Sorry, apparently that’s off the table.”
She looks up at me, violet eyes glowing in the dim lighting. I can practically hear my wallet weeping on the nightstand down the hall, knowing that I’ll give this woman literally anything she asks for if she keeps looking at me like that.
“So what’s on the agenda for today? Back to the woods for round two of epic failure?” she asks and I flick her hip.
“Maybe we’ve put too much pressure on it and you’ve psyched yourself out.” Licking my lips, the lingering taste of her distracts my thoughts and she taps my chest when I zone out. “Fuck, sorry. Honestly, I’m not sure if that’s the best idea. Marcus’ brothers might attempt to get a shot in for revenge, and until we have a better read on them, I’m not inclined to give them an opening. So what about heading into town instead? We need to get you set up with some clothes and such still, and hell, maybe you’re just a late bloomer. If so, being around a bunch of humans would be a quick way to bring your other half to the surface.”
She nuzzles her face into the crook of my neck, drawing her leg up over me and brushing against my rigid cock. Hissing in a breath, I grab the back of her thigh, stilling her squirming.
“I’m perfectly fine holding off, but much more of that and I’m going to have to hop in the shower when I’d rather stay here and enjoy this.” I can feel her smirk against my neck, and I shake my head with a small smile as it becomes clear that she was torturing me on purpose. “So that’s how it’s going to be, huh?”
“You’re the one that snuck into my bed, not the other way around,” she retorts, and I land a sharp smack on her ass, pointedly not removing my hand.
“It’s my bed,” I counter, laughing.
She shrugs a single shoulder, a massive yawn detracting away from the effect she was going for. “Semantics. I’m happy to take the couch, but you’ll have to move it upstairs. It’d be weird sleeping on a different floor than the three of you.”
“And give up an excuse to double up?” I scoff. “It’s like you don’t even know us.” She starts to doze off and I shut my eyes, tucking my free arm behind my head.
