“Good Morning, Kaid.”
He settled in as though he didn't plan on getting up. She nudged him, “I wish to eat.”
Kaid raised his head and regarded her thoughtfully. “Food?”
“Of course food. What else is there to eat?”
He smiled devilishly at her, “Well, you could eat me. Or better yet, I could eat you.”
“If you try to eat me, my Beast will devour you, Bear,” she told him.
Kaid sighed; he should have realized that she wasn't ready for this kind of teasing. She probably didn’t even realize what he alluded to. “It’s okay, Lilah. I forgot you wouldn't know what I meant. I was just teasing.” He made to get up, but she reached out and gripped his bicep. “Explain this meaning to me.”
“I’ll tell you another time, Baby. It’s not important.”
“I wish to know. Tell me,” Delilah looked at him as though he had all the answers, and she was waiting for him to enlighten her. He most certainly had no answers where she was concerned, but he had decided last night that honesty was the best approach. “It’s a reference to sex, Lilah. It means that I put my mouth on you, down there, gently, kiss you, lick you. Give you pleasure. I was just teasing you.”
Delilah looked at him, her mouth open, her eyes wide. “You would put your mouth down there. Why?”
He smiled at her, his Bear encouraging him to push a little further. He reached out and took her hand in his, his eyes locked on hers as he slowly brought her hand to his mouth. He held her hand in his, her fingers grasped by his, the back of her hand resting against his palm; just as his lips made contact with the front of her fingers, he slipped just the tip of his tongue out and ran it against them, flicking the crevice between her fingers where they attached to her hand. She gave a little inhale. Kaid took that as a sign that she liked it, so he pushed a little more. He flicked the crevice between her fingers again; then, he loosened his grip and pushed his tongue through her fingers and licked a path up and down her palm, ending with him opening her fingers completely He was pressing soft, wet kisses on her palm, then gently running his tongue up the length of her fingers, and finally sucking on one fingertip as he flicked the end of it, giving her a perfect imitation of what his lips and tongue would do to her most sensitive places. Delilah was steadily panting, her eyes flashing between ice blue and violet. He kissed her wrist before he turned to look at her. She said but one word, growled it really, “More.”
“I don’t want to frighten you.”
“More, Now,” she demanded.
His cock was hot steel against his belly; he was throbbing and so past ready that he hurt. But if his Mate was willing to let him pet her a little more, he’d happily hurt like this forever. “Some of the things you said last night…, you’ve been hurt, Lilah. I will never hurt you. Okay?” She just looked at him. “I need to know you understand. I won’t hurt you. I will never do anything you don’t like. If I do anything that makes you even a little bit uncomfortable, just tell me to stop, and I will immediately. Do you understand?”
Lilah looked at him through glazed, aroused eyes and nodded her understanding.
“I need the words, Lilah.”
“I understand. More. Now,” she demanded.
He very gradually moved his lips to hers. Just a whisper of a touch as he pressed them together. She started a little, then puckered her lips to press against his. At the pleasure she felt, she broke out into a wide grin. He grinned back at her, inhaling deeply to take in the scent of his Mate’s arousal.
“More,” she whispered.
He nodded at her once, then adjusted his position to support himself just above her. Moving the covers back off of her, he allowed them to lay across his back and he moved a little lower on her body, facing her, his chest to hers. He slipped his fingers under the edge of his tee shirt she wore. He lifted it a little, pausing to give her time to tell him to stop, when her eyes flashed between ice blue and violet, but she made no move to stop him. He very carefully lifted it up and over her head. He looked down at her perfectly shaped breasts, nipples hard, pointed, begging for attention.
He met her eyes as he slowly lowered his head, flicked his tongue out, and ran it across one hardened tip. She gasped, and her hips curled ever so slightly. She didn’t move to make him stop, so he did it again to the other nipple. She moaned, just a bit. He opened his mouth again and sucked one nipple inside, flicking it as he gradually upped the pressure. She let out a groan and wrapped her hands around his head, holding him tight against her. He spent a few minutes, lovingly mouthing both breasts, and she tightened her grip on him, moving him back and forth where she wanted him most. When she pressed her hips up against his belly, he let go of her nipple with a pop and raised his eyes to hers.
He made no move at all. This was for her, to show her that Mates gave one another pleasure, not pain. He would do nothing more if she didn’t want it. Well, at least not right now.
To his complete relief, she pressed her hips against him once more, pleading, “More.”
“Remember; all you have to say is stop, and I will, immediately.”
She nodded her understanding.
Kaid lowered his mouth to her body again, kissing between her breasts as he started to slide his body down hers. Kissing a path to her most secret place. It did not escape his notice that there were faint little white scars that crisscrossed her body. They were so faint that had he been human, he wouldn't have noticed them. But there they were. Plain as day for him to see since he was up so close to her. Bear wanted to snarl his outrage, but Kaid reminded him that their Mate needed pleasure now, not vindication. There would be a time for that.
Kaid licked a path to her navel, pausing to gently drag his teeth along her ribs on each side, and making her giggle a bit. When he got to her navel, he dipped his tongue in, grazing his teeth along the top of it and then nibbled at her hip bones. Then he kissed his way to the very top of her curls, where he paused and looked up at her once more. She watched him, panting, her hands wrapped in the sheets she reclined against. Still she made no move to stop him, so he dipped his head, his eyes still locked on hers, and flicked his tongue against her clit where it peeked out of her folds, swollen and red, begging for relief. She whimpered and slammed her hips up toward him, tightening her hands in the sheets. He raised an eyebrow in question; she nodded, repeatedly, very quickly. He lowered his head and again took her in his mouth, from top to bottom, thigh to thigh, he covered the whole of her in the warmth of his mouth. His tongue plunging between her folds to completely bathe her most sensitive parts. He laved her back and forth, forcing her folds apart as he learned every little nuance of how to pleasure his Mate. Her body writhed, she reached out and wrapped her hands in his hair, holding him against her as she moved her hips against his mouth. He sucked, kissed, licked and flicked her into a frenzied state. She was panting, whimpering, and begging for more. Always more.
Kaid was in heaven, his Mate filling every sense he had. The sweet taste of her pleasure on his lips, her scent, fuck, her scent in him, on him, surrounding him. Her cries of pleasure and constant pleas for more, the feel of her fingers wrapped in his hair, moving him where she wanted him. This was what he was born for; why he existed. This female. Anything and everything she needed, he was to provide. And as she found her ecstasy against his mouth, cried out his name, trembling, back arching, head thrown back against his pillows, it was all he could do not to spill his seed on the bed. No, not yet, inside Mate, mark Mate! Bear told him. Kaid lifted himself, sliding up her body, stopping only when his hips pressed against hers, his cock cradled against her slit, his own essence dripping from the tip and mingling with the bit of hers that he’d neglected to lap away. He positioned the head of his cock, ready to plunge inside her, hands on either side of her head looming above her, looked into her eyes, and saw icy blue. Her Beast was controlling her. He let out a groan, shifted his hips backwards to move his cock to lie against her again rather than to impale her, and dropped his
forehead against hers. “I can’t, Baby. Not like this, not now.”
“Now!” her Beast growled.
He looked at her, knowing her Beast was in full control, he called on his Alpha powers and pushed them at her full force, “NO. Not now. I need Delilah to want this, too.”
Delilah’s eyes flashed violet then back to ice blue, “Now!” and she threw her own Alpha power at him, also full force. The unexpected power startled him, caught him unaware. He pushed back on his arms momentarily to regard her carefully. Then he and Bear grinned, Hell, Yeah!, his Mate was an Alpha! Alpha what? Who knew? He sure as hell didn’t, but whatever it was, she was definitely an Alpha. This was going to be a wild ride; he had a feeling that neither would ever submit fully, a constant power play.
He leaned down and nipped her nose, still grinning, “Nope, not enough. I need Delilah in control when this happens. Not without her consent, it’s not going to happen without her.”
Lilah’s Beast sneered at him, hissed and then Delilah’s eyes were violet again.
She looked up at him, meeting his eyes as he still supported himself above her. She wasn’t sure what to say so she just smiled shyly at him.
Kaid smiled back at her, his cock ready to fucking explode, “Hi, Baby, how was that?”
“Good. The eating is good.”
“So fucking beautiful,” he murmured, leaning to the side of her head to kiss her temple. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For allowing me to pleasure you. To show you how it will be between us.”
“But you didn’t enjoy it,” she whispered, not raising her eyes to his.
Kaid moved to her side, immediately pulling her to sit upright with him, “Didn’t enjoy it? Why would you think that?”
“You stopped. My Beast was going to allow you to mount her, you stopped.”
“Your Beast, Baby. Not you. Your Beast was going to allow me. I want you to want me. Not allow me, want me, need me. I need you to want me as badly as I do you,” Kaid told her, trying to catch her eyes.
Delilah continued to keep her eyes downcast, not meeting his, “Are you sure? It was pleasure for you, too?”
He barked out a single laugh, “Ha!”, reaching for her hand he brought it to his cock, still hard and dripping from its tip. “Does this feel like I didn't enjoy you? It’s fucking killing me, but I will not take you until you want me, too, and it’s you controlling your actions, not your Beast. Understand?”
Delilah still had her hand between his legs where he’d placed it, her fingers wrapped around him, not even able to close her fist he was so thick. She ran her thumb across the head, sliding in the precum that steadily dripped from him. His sharp intake of breath led her to ask, “Does it hurt?”
“Yes. And No.”
She stroked him once top to bottom; he let out a moan, “You need to stop. I’m right on the edge. I have no control left.”
“Explain, yes and no.”
“Yes, it hurts. I need to cum. No, it doesn't hurt. It’s pure pleasure to even have this much of you. If this is all you ever give me, I will take this every single fucking day for the rest of my life. Gratefully.”
She didn’t raise her eyes to his, but she whispered, “Truth,” then she tightened her grip and stroked him from tip to balls, running her thumb across the top each time she came near it. He dropped his head back on his shoulders, the feel of his Mate stroking him to completion, the single most satisfying thing he’d ever experienced. He panted a time or two more, groaned a deep, soul-wrenching growl, then shot his seed in hot, thick ropes across his own chest, her breasts, their legs, and she continued to stroke him all the way through it. When finally he stopped shooting and dropped back on the mattress, she let him go.
He heard a sliding noise and raised his head to see what it was; his Mate, his Delilah, was smoothing his seed into her breasts. “Holy fuck!” he whispered. He wondered for only a second if her Beast was doing this or Delilah. Then she raised her eyes to look at him. His heart stuttered in his chest. She blinked her huge violet eyes at him and smiled.
Chapter 8
A sharp whistle broke the spell Kaid and Delilah had woven around themselves, followed by the slamming of the kitchen back door.
“Let’s go, people! The longer my woman waits, the more things she thinks of to buy!” Daniel shouted at the top of his lungs.
Delilah turned a smirk Kaid’s way, “Told you you should have killed him.”
A low rumble sounded from the kitchen. Kaid snickered, knowing full well that Daniel had heard every word she said, “Naw, I couldn't do that. Avaleigh would never forgive me.”
Delilah sobered a bit, “What is she?”
“What do you mean? She’s” he shrugged, “Avaleigh.”
“You call her Baby,” she told him accusingly.
“Ah, I understand. She is very important to me.”
Delilah made to get out of bed, but he reached out for her, caught her ankle, and held her there, “But she’s not you. Hear me out, Lilah.”
Delilah said nothing, but didn’t make an effort to go any further.
“Avaleigh is family. We went through a lot together. We saved each other. At one time I thought that I would mate her; I even marked her and started the process,” Delilah lifted her lip and snarled, so he rushed to reassure her, “but she wasn't my Mate, and even then I knew it. I was just so fucking lonely. But then she met Daniel, her One. Her Mate. And it didn't really matter anymore. Do you understand?”
“You call her Baby. You love her.”
He sighed, “Yes, I did call her Baby. I won’t anymore if it bothers you. And, yeah, I do love her. I’ll always love her. But not like I do you. I love her as family. Like a sister. I’ll always protect her, watch over her. Because she is important to me, and she feels the same about me. But not like Mates do. It’s a different kind of love. You are first. You are always first. Nothing and no one will ever come before you. Not for any reason. It’s the same for her and Daniel. He is first with her, always. It’s as it should be. Do you understand?” he asked her. Looking her in the eyes, pleading with her to understand. He didn’t want to give up his relationship with Avaleigh, but if Delilah asked it, no matter how much it would hurt, he’d do it. He had found his Mate, and she was everything.
Delilah sat for an uncomfortable amount of time, truthfully only a couple of minutes, but it seemed like forever. Then she asked a question that let him know that she got it, “Is she my sister as well? If we are Mates, she is my sister also, yes?”
Relief flooded him, “Yes, Baby. She is. She has waited a long time, right along with me, praying that my Mate would come. She hoped for you as much as I did.”
She brightened immediately, “This is good. I have Mother Miss Sadie. I have Sister Avaleigh. I have brothers, Maverik Ass, Bam, and Mr. Goldie.”
“Yes, my Lilah, you do. And you have Bane and Janie too.”
She frowned, “He does not trust me. He watches me when I watch his Mate.”
“That’s because he is very protective right now. It was a very difficult time for them to find each other. He will relax, and you will see that he is good, too.”
“Perhaps,” she said thoughtfully.
“Come on, people!” Daniel yelled again.
“Is he my brother, too? Must I allow him to be family? He is very annoying,” she told him as she looked at the wall, as though seeing Daniel in the kitchen through it.
He snickered, “Yes, I’m afraid we are all a package deal. But give him a chance; Daniel grows on you. There was a time that I considered getting rid of him myself. But I’m glad I didn’t.”
“Hmpf,” was her only acknowledgment that she heard him.
They got up and started dressing. Kaid found a pair of warm up pants for her to wear. They were huge on her waist and legs, but the length was almost perfect. He tied the drawstring as tightly as he could to keep them from falling down her legs. He put his tee shirt on her, and she slipped her feet into a
pair of his old flip flops. “That’ll have to do. We’ll get you something else at the first store, and you can change into that, so we can finish shopping, okay?” he asked.
“Yes. I will choose things,” she told him, grinning.
He was humbled by the amount of pride she got from the basic idea of choosing some of her own things. “Come on, Baby. They’re waiting for us,” he held his hand out to her. She hesitated before she took it, “I am Baby,” a statement, more than a question, but she waited for his affirmation anyway.
“Yes, you are my Baby. You are my Love.”
“Avaleigh is not Baby,” she further clarified.
“No, she is not. She is my sister, our sister. We love her because she is family, and she is a good person.”
“Okay.” She took his hand and placed it on her elbow, “You may escort me to the kitchen.”
Gathered there were Daniel, Avaleigh, Bane, Janie, and Bam. They were sitting and standing around the room, each snacking on whatever they’d found to gobble for a quick breakfast.
Delilah looked around to see what each of them had, not sure if she should try to get something on her own or wait to be offered something. Bam pushed himself off the cabinet where he was leaning, reached behind himself and turned, handing her a pie tin that held half a pecan pie. Delilah lit up like a Christmas tree. Even doing a little happy dance in place as she gazed at the pie in her hand before she suddenly stopped, looking up at Bam. “But I have not eaten the growing food, Bam.”
“It’s okay, Delilah. We get to have treats for breakfast sometimes,” he told her.
She turned her questioning eyes on Kaid; he nodded his agreement with Bam, “It’s okay, Baby. Eat your pie. We have shopping to do.”
She happily sat at the table and grinned the whole way through her pie.
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