by Brenda Trim
He quickly reached for the zipper at her back and lowered it. Her dress slipped from her shoulders and pooled at her feet. He stepped back to admire the alluring female before him.
The sheer pink material of her bra and panties did little to mask her arousal. Lawson could plainly see the hard tips pressing against the thin fabric, and his hands roamed up her sides and cupped the large globes. Liv arched into his touch, and he squeezed. His thumbs circled her nipples, and her eyes met his. Beautiful green pools of desire dared him to go further. It was a challenge he accepted.
He needed to claim her in the worst way. When he heard she was in Bart’s bed, all he could think about was him touching her. She didn’t fuck Bart, but that didn’t matter. Lawson didn’t want another male anywhere near her. Liv belonged to him, and he would erase every thought or image of another from her mind. Lawson would show her that no man could please her the way he could. He wanted her wild with need, writhing beneath him.
Lawson reached around and unclasped her bra. She wiggled her arms, and the flimsy fabric joined the puddle of clothes on the floor. “Damn, you’re perfect,” he muttered then dipped his head for a taste.
He licked the pebbled area, enjoying her mewls of appreciation. His hand caressed one breast while his mouth tortured the other. He pinched the hard tip between his lips and Liv grabbed his hair and shoved more flesh into his mouth. He sucked one nipple while his hand tweaked the other.
“Yes, Lawson. Don’t stop,” she pleaded and wrapped her leg around his hip, grinding her sex against the bulge in his pants.
Lawson’s mouth trailed up her chest then nibbled the flesh at her neck before claiming her lips. Her moans turned desperate, and she opened her mouth in invitation. Lawson’s tongue darted inside, exploring her hot cavern while his hand trailed down her stomach to her silk panties. Her small thatch of curls was soft to the touch, but he yearned to feel her feminine flesh.
His fingers slid through her folds, and he groaned. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he muttered against her mouth as he caressed her sex.
“That’s what you do to me. I want you inside me,” Liv moaned, grinding against his hand.
“Not yet, baby. I want you begging for mercy,” he confessed then tugged the ties at the side of her panties.
The silk fell to the floor, and Lawson dropped to his knees. Her arousal was thick in the air, and he inhaled, breathing in her intoxicating scent. It had been too long, and Lawson craved a taste. His tongue swiped through her fleshy mons and he felt her shudder. He licked the engorged nub, and Liv groaned. He lapped at her juices and feasted on her like it was his last meal.
“Lawson, please,” she panted and lifted one leg to rest on his shoulder. She wiggled her hips as he swirled his tongue over her clit.
Lawson inserted one finger into her tight channel, and she clenched the thick digit. He pulled out then slid two fingers inside her body as his mouth continued to lick and suck her clit. His cock was a steel rod in his pants, but he ignored the demand. His wolf howled, wanting a taste but he ignored that, as well.
“I need more,” she growled and dug her fingers into his hair, pulling him tight to her body as she moved against his mouth.
He increased his efforts and changed directions, working his tongue side to side then swirled around her clit. He felt her muscles tighten as she neared climax. He grabbed her ass with his free hand and devoured her fleshy folds while his fingers found the spot inside her womb that sent her over the edge. When he sucked her clit again, she shouted her release and Lawson lapped her warm juices. He held her weight until he felt her body go lax.
Lawson looked up and met her gaze. “My wolf loves your sweet nectar,” he muttered with a smile.
“Well, tell him he can have it whenever he wants,” she murmured as she caressed his face.
Lawson got to his feet and swept Liv into his arms then carried her towards the bed. “I hope you’re ready for round two because my balls are about to explode,” he confessed as he laid her on the silk sheets.
Liv reached to the waistband of his jeans and pulled down the zipper. “I’m very ready, Outlaw,” she murmured and yanked his jeans and underwear.
Lawson’s cock sprang free, and Liv stroked it from base to tip. “And you are ready,” she said and smiled seductively at him. He almost came from the sight. She was the sexiest fucking female alive.
He quickly removed the rest of his clothes then reached for a pillow and placed it beneath her ass, tilting her pelvis. He kept his feet planted on the floor and grabbed one of her legs, hooking it over his shoulder. He positioned his cock at her entrance and latched onto her hips.
“I’m going deep, Liv. Stop me if it’s too much,” he cautioned as he slid the head of his shaft through her juices, coating the tip.
Liv lifted her hips. “Bring it,” she teased, and Lawson thrust deep inside her body, eliciting a gasp from her.
He shoved further and felt her tight channel spread and stretch with his movement. It felt so fucking good to be inside her again.
“Do you like that?” he asked as he slid in and out of her body with slow, deliberate thrusts.
“Yes,” she panted, her hips meeting his demand.
“Tell me you’re mine,” he ordered and slid one hand between their bodies to strum her clit.
“Ahh, my God. Yes, Lawson. I’m yours,” she muttered, and her hands clutched the sheets as he tortured her body.
“Prove it,” he professed. Liv spread wider and lowered her leg from his shoulder then wrapped both around his waist.
“Fuck me, Outlaw,” she demanded as she bucked against him. He could see she was lost in the passion and he increased his tempo.
He gripped her hip and pounded her body as his thumb pressed her clit. “More,” she yelled and arched her back.
Her swollen breasts bounced with each thrust and Lawson couldn’t hold back any longer. A tingle built at the base of his spine and his body tensed. Sweat broke across his back. “I’m close,” he groaned.
“Me, too,” she panted.
“Cum for me,” he urged and tweaked her clit.
“Yes,” she shouted and Lawson joined her as his climax barreled through his body. He held tight as his hot seed jetted inside her womb. His head fell back with the incredible sensation of their combined orgasms. He held fast until the excitement waned.
“Fuck,” he groaned then pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach.
The pillow was still beneath her, which pushed her ass in the air. Just where Lawson wanted it. “We’re not done, love,” he informed her as he crawled onto the mattress.
“I don’ think I can take any more,” she confessed, and he chuckled.
“Yes, you can,” he countered and slid his shaft inside her body from behind. The position allowed him to thrust deeper and he moaned at the feel of the tip hitting her cervix. It was incredible from this angle, and he gripped her hips to keep her in place.
“Ahh,” she cried out and pushed back against his movements.
The sound of their sweaty bodies slapping together shot his arousal into overdrive. He palmed her firm ass and pounded her tight sheath. Lawson was lost to the passion. He owned every piece of Liv. She was his, and no man would ever have her again.
Liv pushed her ass up and back, meeting his every thrust. She lifted her body to where she was on all fours and spread her legs wider for him.
“Give me everything,” she moaned, and he grabbed a handful of her long hair and tugged.
“I want all of you, Liv. You belong to me,” he growled and reached around to grab her breasts.
He squeezed and tugged the full globes. Liv bucked against his body as he slammed into her. When he reached between her legs to play with her clit, she clenched down on his cock, and it sent them both spiraling into another climax.
“Fuck, Liv,” he groaned and collapsed on top of her body as his body jerked a release so intense that stars blurred his vision.
Lawson rolled to the bed
, pulling Liv with him. They panted, trying to catch their breath and when their eyes met, they both burst out laughing.
“Holy shit, what came over you?” she asked, her chest heaving.
“Let’s just say I needed to take back what was mine,” he replied and pulled her close. Her damp skin slid across his as she snuggled his body and wrapped her legs around his torso.
“Ditto,” she said with a smile then placed her lips on his. Lemony sweetness filled his mouth as he kissed her mouth, cheeks, and forehead. He would never get tired of making love to her.
“Do you know how happy I am now that you’re back? I can’t tell you how lonely I was without you,” he vowed and met her gaze.
“This is where I belong. With you. I won’t let anyone or anything come between us again,” Liv claimed and caressed his face.
“I’m holding you to that,” he replied and glanced at the bedside table to check the time. “Looks like we missed dinner,” Lawson declared and tucked Liv's damp hair behind her ear.
She was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. Her flushed face and kiss-swollen lips made her that more attractive, especially knowing he was the one that caused it.
“Well, I hope they left us some food because I’m starving. I wish pizza delivered here because I could chow on some wings and za right now,” Liv confessed as she played with the hair on his chest.
“Sunshine, if you want wings and pizza I’ll hop in my truck and go pick it up for you,” he promised with a kiss on her nose.
“No. I’m not ready for you to leave. We can raid the kitchen in a bit. I want to taste that dessert Ashley made. It smelled divine,” she murmured and her eyelids slowly closed.
“Hey. You’re not going to sleep on me, are you?” Lawson asked and nudged Liv.
“No. I just need a power nap. You wore me out.”
“What makes you think we’re done? That was just the beginning,” he admitted as his hand trailed up her side and cupped her breast.
“Lawson, I can’t go again. In fact, I’m quite sure I won’t be able to walk tomorrow. This human needs recovery time,” she muttered. Her eyes remained closed, and Lawson felt her relax against his chest.
He sighed. “Alright. I’ll go to the kitchen and round up some grub,” he murmured as he rubbed circles on her back.
Liv didn’t answer. Lawson looked down at the incredible female asleep in his arms and smiled. He wanted her by his side always. And he would do whatever it took to ensure she never left again.
Chapter 20
A loud crunching woke Liv. She slowly opened her eyes to see Lawson chewing on a churro. Milo was on his other side waiting patiently for his share.
“Hey, where’s mine?” Liv asked with a yawn. The soft glow of the fire illuminated the room, and she glanced at the clock. It was a little past midnight. Her power nap had turned into a two-hour snooze.
Lawson shoved the cinnamon treat toward her mouth, and she took a large bite, moaning as the delicious, buttery pastry melted in her mouth.
“Oh, my God, that’s a little slice of Heaven. I hope you’ve got more because that one’s mine,” she informed him as she tried to snatch the churro.
Lawson held his hand out of reach. “What will you give me for it?” he asked, and Liv lunged, trying to grab the treat. Milo sat up, barking at the altercation.
“See? Milo thinks you should give it to me, too,” she said with a laugh. Lawson brought the churro to her lips, and she opened her mouth.
He groaned as she licked the end and then sucked the pastry. “Damn, I wish I were a churro.”
Liv smiled at her sexy shifter. “I’ll have to buy a bottle of cinnamon massage oil and get creative,” she said and leaned in to kiss him. She nibbled his lower lip and sucked it into her mouth.
“Don’t kiss me like that unless you mean it,” he husked.
“I’m going to need more than a churro. What else did you grab from downstairs?” Liv asked and turned to look towards the kitchenette.
“There are beef and chicken fajitas in the oven, along with rice and refried beans,” he answered as he broke off a piece of the churro and offered it to Milo.
“Yes!” Liv shrieked and crawled over him to grab her silk robe. Lawson palmed her bare ass and squeezed, eliciting a yelp from her.
“Don’t get dressed on my account. I’ll just be removing it as soon as you finish eating,” Lawson said and tugged at the black sash, trying to untie her garment.
Liv backed out of his reach and retied the bow. “I have this thing about eating in the nude. Unless we’re playing a version of Nine And A Half Weeks I prefer clothing between my body and food, thank you very much.”
“Nine and a half what?” he asked, and his eyebrows scrunched together.
“It’s a movie. A very sexy movie and there’s this scene where the guy blindfolds the woman and proceeds to feed her various foods,” Liv explained as she walked to the small oven and removed the foil-covered tray.
“Sounds fun. We should try it now,” Lawson replied and waggled his eyebrows.
A loud knock caused Liv to jump, and she looked to the door and then at Lawson. He shrugged and leaned over to grab his lounge pants, quickly dressing as he made his way to the door. Liv tightened the sash at her waist and checked to make sure her breasts were completely covered. Luckily, she grabbed the longer robe because her other one barely covered her ass. That was Lawson’s favorite, of course. She ran to the bed and quickly straightened the blankets as best she could, hiding the evidence of their tryst.
Lawson opened the door, and Devin stepped inside the room. “Hey, sorry to bother you this late. I had hoped to talk at dinner, but you didn’t come downstairs. I wanted to report on what we found out about Jerry Winger,” he stated and looked down, obviously uncomfortable about interrupting them.
Lawson clapped him on the shoulder. “It’s fine. We were up,” he said and gave Liv a knowing look. “And my door is always open to my pack, day or night. Have a seat and let’s talk,” he said and gestured towards the sofa in their small living area.
“Okay, thanks,” Devin replied and removed his ball cap. “Hey, Liv. I won’t take up much of your time,” he added.
“Hi, Devin. Don’t worry about it. Would you like a beer or a glass of wine?” she offered.
“A beer would be great,” he replied and took a seat.
Lawson sat in the adjacent recliner and Liv grabbed three beers and joined them, sitting on the arm of the recliner.
“So, what were you able to find out?” Lawson asked and took a swig of his beer.
“The male living next door is a Ravin. He mostly stays inside. We watched for three days and thought the home was empty, but on the third night, we saw him leave the house. I gotta tell you. I’ve never seen anything like it before. He looked like a normal shifter when he exited his house, but Tyler and I followed him,” he said and shook his head. “As soon as he made it into the woods, his face contorted into this grotesque thing. Hair sprouted all over his body and long claws extended from his fingertips. I’ve heard the rumors, but never seen a Ravin in person.”
Liv recalled Lawson’s description of the Ravin that attacked him. He told her the male was calm and collected until Lawson entered the cage. The Ravin then transformed into a similar monster. Lawson described canines so large they felt like sharp blades when they pierced his skin.
“Anyway, he killed a few deer, and we thought he was headed back to his house, but he backtracked and ended up at the hotel,” Devin explained, and Liv’s eyes widened at hearing his words. Was the Ravin stalking their house?
“What did he do then?” Lawson barked and leaned forward. Liv could see the muscles in his arms twitch as he clenched his fists. He was disturbed by the news, as well.
“Nothing. He just sat and watched for about an hour. I’ll tell you this though. He could see inside the kitchen from his perch. Ashley was doing her thing oblivious that someone lurked outside. We waited to make sure he wasn’t go
ing to make a move. And then he went back to his house,” Devin shared before he took a drink of his beer.
“I don’t want to wait any longer. We need to capture the Ravin and get him to Liv’s lab for testing. I do not want the Ravin attacking anyone, especially, a human that might not survive,” Lawson gritted out.
Liv grabbed Lawson’s shoulder. “I completely forgot to tell you my news when I got home yesterday,” she confessed and blushed stained her cheeks when she recalled why. Her mind was steered in another direction as soon as Lawson took her to their room and bed.
“What’s that?” he asked and smirked as if he knew what she was thinking.
“The room at the lab is ready. The caged area has a private bath and shower area. There is a bed and a small dining table and chairs. I’m ready as soon as you are,” she declared as excitement rushed through her veins.
The prospect of testing a Ravin was closer than she expected. And not a moment too soon because her gut told her Ryan was close to losing control of his animal.
“That’s fantastic. First thing tomorrow we will get together and decide our plan of attack. Thank you for your assistance. I’ll need your input so make sure you’re there for the meeting tomorrow,” Lawson commented and tipped his beer towards Devin.
“No problem. I’ll be there. Just let me know the time. Now, I’ll get out of your hair. It’s good to see you on your feet again. Good evening, Liv,” Devin voiced as he stood to leave.
“You, too, Devin,” she replied and smiled at the man. She liked him and hoped he considered Safe Haven his permanent home.
“Thanks again. I’ll get a message out to the group within the hour and include a time to meet. Good night,” Lawson said as he saw Devin to the door.
“Liv, don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to you. We’re going to catch him and hopefully find a way to help him,” Lawson said as he walked to her side.