by Becca Van
Tatum held her down over him and ground his groin against hers, loving the soft, low groan that escaped from between her parted lips.
“Tatum?”
“Yes, baby?”
“I need to move.”
He loosened his hold, and when she began rocking on him, he helped her. His gaze shifted to her breasts as they moved up and down. He leaned up and sucked one of her rosy-colored tips into his mouth and drew on it firmly.
“More,” Pixie demanded.
Tatum pumped his cock up into her wet cunt, while sucking on one nipple and then the other, but he could tell he wasn’t quite hitting the right spot inside of her to send her over the edge.
He wrapped his arms around her back, slipped onto his knees, and caressed his hands down her back until he was holding her sexy ass. He eased his hard, aching cock from her humid confines, turned her so that she was facing the sofa, and nudged her legs wider. When he was close enough to enter her again, he lined up and shoved in fast, hard, and deep. She groaned and he froze when she rested her torso on the sofa cushion.
“Fuck. Did I hurt you, baby?” He panted against her ear.
“No. So good. Give me more, Tatum. I already told you I don’t hurt anymore. I want everything you have to give.”
His lion started up a loud rumbling purr that vibrated in his chest. Tatum gripped her hips and gave them both exactly what they wanted. He didn’t hesitate or slowly build up his pace. He drove in and out of her like a man possessed.
Over and over he pistoned his dick in and out of her hot, wet cunt. She gasped and groaned as she picked up his rhythm and began to move with him. Their flesh slapping together and their heavy breathing sounded loud in the otherwise quiet room as he made love to his mate.
The slight connection he had with her was amazing, and while he knew he couldn’t feel everything she did, he felt warmth within the vicinity of his heart and it came from Pixie. She might not have said she loved him, but she definitely had deep feelings for him. His heart flipped, and he surged in and out of her pussy, again, and again, and again.
Her internal muscles rippled along his length, bathing his hard cock in her creamy essence. He growled with approval. “That’s the way, baby. I want you to come for me.” He gasped in several breaths and slammed back in deep. “I want you bathing me in your cream and sucking the cum up from my balls.”
“Oh! Tatum! I’m going to…Tatum!” She screamed his name as she tipped over the edge.
“Fuck yes, baby.” Tatum shoved into twice more, and on the third stroke, he shouted as he climaxed. “Pixie!”
Her body trembled under his as she continued to come. His cock jerked and juddered. His whole body quivered and quaked as spume after spume of his essence shot from the end of his dick. Just as they started coming back down from their rapturous high, Tatum sank his fangs into the same spot he had the previous night, sending them both back up to the stars.
His sight waned as blackness covered his retinas and his body convulsed as more of his juices was extracted from his tender balls every time she clamped down around him.
Tatum had no idea how long he’d been climaxing for, but finally his vision cleared and he heaved in breath after breath until finally his breathing slowed. He glanced down at Pixie and smiled when he saw how flushed her cheeks were, but it was the smile curving her lush lips up that had his cock twitching with interest.
His heart was so full it felt as if it was about to burst from his chest and he was so fucking happy, he couldn’t stop grinning. The muscles in his face hurt because he hadn’t used them much for happiness.
Pixie Vesper was his life, heart, and soul.
He just hoped he ended up being hers, too.
Chapter Seventeen
Rex couldn’t believe how busy the diner was. The place was packed by locals and tourists alike. He had no idea where all the ring-ins had come from, or why all of a sudden, their quiet little town was so popular, but he didn’t like it. Sure, he was happy about the money they were making, but there had to be a reason why they were inundated.
“What the hell is going on?” Shaffer asked as he brought another bucket full of dirty dishes into the kitchen and started loading one of the industrial-sized dishwashers.
“I don’t know.” Rex shrugged as he flipped the burgers and then stirred the large pot of clam chowder simmering on the stove. There was a huge hunk of beef roasting in the oven as well as another large dish of chicken and vegetable dumpling stew simmering on the other side of the stove. If things didn’t quiet down soon, they might end up running out of food. “Did Tatum say anything?”
Shaffer straightened with a tired sigh and shook his head. “I haven’t seen him since he took Pixie some lunch.”
“He’s been in there for two fucking hours,” Rex snarled irritably.
“Are you jealous, bro?” Shaffer asked.
“No. Yes. I don’t fucking know.” He sighed and went to run his fingers through his hair but stopped himself just in time. He’d need to wash his hands again if he did that. As far as he was concerned he’d washed them plenty times already today. If he kept it up he’d end up with dishpan hands. He snorted because he didn’t really give a shit. He was feeling antsy and couldn’t quite work out why. Maybe it was because he hadn’t seen his mate in a while. That was part of it, but it was also because she was in heat. His fucking lion was driving him crazy with his pacing and snarling. His animal had even tried to get loose a couple of times. He was just glad he wasn’t out front serving any of the customers, because he was likely to get pissed off and rip someone’s head off.
“As soon as Tatum come’s back, why don’t you go and spend some time with Pixie?”
“Do you think she’d want to? She’s just spent the last two hours making love with Tatum.”
“There’s only one way to find out, Rex.”
“What if she gets pissed at me?”
“Why would she do that?” Shaffer frowned.
“She might think we don’t trust her and are checking up on her.” Rex stirred the chowder and started putting the burgers together. “We’re going to need some help if we are going to keep up.”
“Zayn, Karter, and Jace are out front. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind serving if we asked.”
“That’s not a good idea,” Tatum said as he entered the kitchen.
Rex growled low in his chest when he saw how disheveled and relaxed his older brother looked. It looked like Pixie had been running her fingers through his hair because it was standing on end. “Did you have to take such a long…fucking break? The place is packed.”
Tatum smirked which caused Rex’s ire to rise even more. “What crawled up your fucking ass?”
Rex shook his head and stepped back from the stove. “I need to get out of here.” He ignored the looks his brothers were giving him and headed out of the kitchen. When he heard the loud chatter out in the diner, he turned in the opposite direction and headed for the back door, hoping that breathing in some fresh air would help calm his anger. He was just yards away from the back door when the women’s bathroom door opened and Pixie stepped out. Her whole face lit up when she smiled at him, and just like that, his fury drained away.
“Hey.”
“Hey yourself, sweetie.”
“Are you okay, Rex? You look upset.”
This time he gave in and ran his finger through his hair and huffed out a breath. “I’m fine. I’m just feeling a little out of sorts.”
She frowned. “It’s nothing I’ve done, is it?”
“No, Pixie.”
She reached out and laced her fingers with his. His semi-hard cock rose hard and fast, and heat pooled low in his belly. “Then what’s wrong?”
“I’m not sure I can explain it.”
She tugged on his hand and led him into the office. He groaned when he smelled the scent of sex and his knees nearly buckled when he caught the fragrance of her heat. She smelled so fucking good he wanted to devour her. However, she’d
He turned toward her when she closed the door and he heard the lock being engaged. The sultry smile she gave him had his cock pulsing against his zipper and his lion snarling with approval. Did she have any fucking idea what she did to him? He doubted it. She didn’t have their sense of smell nor their animal instincts. He and his beast were ready to pounce, but he didn’t want to scare her or turn her off with his aggressiveness.
“Come sit on the sofa.”
Rex wasn’t sure that was a good idea, but he followed her across the room anyway. Once she was seated she patted the cushion beside her. With a resigned sigh, he sat next to her.
She turned toward him and placed her hand on his thigh. “Now, talk to me.”
“We’ve got a shit load of people in the diner and the racket they’re making is screwing with my head.”
“Is that the only reason?”
He shook his head. “I don’t like not seeing you. My lion hasn’t let up since you sequestered yourself in the office and I got jealous of Tatum.”
“Why would you be…you and your brothers aren’t going to start fighting over me like dogs with a chew toy, are you?” She didn’t give him a chance to respond, but continued on after drawing a breath. “Because if you are, I don’t think this is going to work.”
“Fuck no, sweetie.” He cupped her face. “We’d never fight over you. I’m just feeling out of sorts. Other than what I’ve already told you, I have no other clue why.”
“Is it because I’m in…ovulating? Does the smell of me turn you off?”
“Stop right there, Pixie.” Rex felt like a shit for making her feel guilty, and while she hit the nail on the head because of her scent, but he wasn’t turned off at all. Quite the opposite in fact. He scooped her up from the cushion and plonked her in his lap. He hated himself for hedging around the truth, but when he saw her crestfallen expression, he realized he needed to come clean. “First of all, you smell amazing. I’ve been hard nearly all fucking day. Secondly, it’s not your fault. Your reproductive system is out of your control. I think the reason I’m feeling so restless is a combination of what I’ve already told you and my beast wanting to complete the mating bond.”
“I’m sorry.” She lowered her gaze.
He nudged her eyes back up to his with a knuckle under her chin. “Why are you sorry?”
“Because I don’t want to have babies yet, and I want to wait until I’m no longer in heat before we complete the bond.”
“You have no need to apologize, sweetie. Me and my lion are just going to have to deal. I don’t want to have cubs yet either.”
“You don’t?”
“No. I want more time with you before we start having a family.”
“Really?”
“Yes, mate. Really.”
She sighed with relief and then snuggled up in his arms. Just as he was about to hug her tighter, she sat up again. “I can relieve some of that tension for you, if you’d like.”
“You don’t have to—”
“I want to, Rex. I care very much for you and your brothers. Plus, every time y’all are near me my insides start going up in flames. I’ve never felt this way before. I think you’ve all made me into a nymphomaniac.”
Rex snorted and then burst out laughing. The residual tension in his muscles eased. His mate was good for all of them. She was caring and already knew when he wasn’t himself. She stood up to Tatum, and he had a feeling she saw that Shaffer wasn’t as lighthearted as he portrayed. Pixie was perfect for them. He just hoped she thought they were perfect for her.
She slid from his lap onto her knees in between his legs. He held his breath when she tugged the button of his jeans open and then lowered the zipper. “Lift your hips,” Pixie ordered.
He did and she pulled his jeans and boxers down to his knees. “You’re going to have to move so I can get them off…” Rex groaned when she licked the head of his dick and then swirled her tongue around it. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and stroked up and down. He closed his eyes and gripped the edge of the cushion so he wouldn’t reach for her and hurt her.
He growled low in his throat when she enveloped the top of his cock with her warm, wet mouth and sucked. He bucked his hips when she laved the underside with her tongue and felt his stomach muscles jump each time she swiped at that spot. When he felt his balls draw up, he threaded his fingers in her hair and pulled her mouth from his cock.
“Why did you…”
“I’m not coming in your mouth, sweetie. I want to feel your cunt pulsing around me when you orgasm.” He grasped her upper arms and helped her to her feet and then rose.
She lifted her top up and over her head before flinging it aside and then unclipped her bra. His lion purred as Rex stared at her hard, little nipples. “Rex?” She snapped her fingers in front of his face and smiled when he lifted his gaze to hers. “Start getting naked, mate.”
Rex shucked his clothes in record time and then helped Pixie to remove the rest of hers. He lifted her into his arms and high against his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. He tensed when he remembered the bandage. “Am I hurting you?”
She sighed with exasperation. “No. I think I’ve healed already. There’s no pain at all.”
“Are you sure?”
“I wouldn’t have said so if I was in pain.”
“Good.” Rex lowered his mouth toward hers and kissed her rapaciously. She moaned and their tongues danced and dueled, and she began to rock her hips. Her pussy rubbed against his stomach, leaving a wet spot, and he fucking loved it. He loved having her scent on him. Loved that she was covering him in her cream. The only thing better would be if he was buried deep inside that hot, wet pussy.
He tightened his grip on her ass, lifted her slightly, and when he felt his cock at her entrance, he lowered her onto his dick.
She broke the kiss, gasping and moaning as he filled her up.
“So good, sweetie. I love being inside you.”
“I love having you there.” Pixie tensed her legs around his hips and then rose up until the head of his cock was just resting inside of her. She held still and sucked on his neck before nipping his earlobe.
Rex roared as he pulled her back down over his length hard and fast.
“Oh God.”
“No, sweetie. It’s Rex.”
She huffed out a breath and then gasped when he lifted and lowered her again. He groaned as the hot friction of her wet walls rubbing along his dick had his knees shaking. He held still and her aloft and pumped his hips up, moving his cock in and out of her cunt at a rapid pace. She dug her nails into the skin at the back of his neck and his lion purred with approval. His animal obviously liked having their mate leaving her mark on him.
Rex could feel the walls of her pussy coiling tighter each time he advanced and retreated, and the heat at the base of his spine spread around toward his groin. His balls hardened as they moved up closer to his body, and he knew he was a hairsbreadth from tipping over the edge.
He sank to the floor on his knees, still thrusting his hips, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, and he lowered her mouth toward her chest. He swirled his tongue around her areola and flicked the nipple with the tip. The walls of her cunt tightened further, and then he sucked her nipple into his mouth, drawing on the sensitive peak firmly.
Pixie began keening in a soft, low voice, and when he scraped the edge of his teeth over the nub, she cried out as she catapulted into ecstasy.
“Fuck yeah, sweetie. Milk the cum from my balls.”
“Rex!” Pixie shook and shivered in his arms as her cunt convulsed around and along his hard dick.
His balls were so hot they felt as if they were on fire, and with one last shove deep into her pussy, he shouted as he shot up into the stratosphere. Rex couldn’t even inhale as euphoria swept through his whole body, making him jerk and judder. His testes pulsated each time another load of jism shot up his cock, deep into his mate’s pussy and womb.
His lion leapt forward without warning, and he sank his teeth into Pixie’s shoulder in the exact same spot as before.
A loud ringing set up in his ears, and he toppled over the edge of the cliff before the last orgasm had even finished. He was vaguely aware of Pixie crying out as her pussy clenched and loosened around his cock, over and over. Fireworks exploded in front of his eyes and then faded away to a velvety ebony hue.
By the time he started coming down from his nirvanic high, Rex was exhausted. He felt wrung out and about as weak as a newborn lamb. His limbs were shaking from exertion, and he wasn’t sure his weight would support him if he actually managed to get them under him.
Finally, his breathing began to slow and he forced his heavy lids open. He remembered going to his knees, but he couldn’t remember lying Pixie on the floor or covering her body with his. He lifted his head and stared at his gorgeous mate. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were closed, and her breathing had slowed.
Rex braced his weight on his elbows and lifted his chest up from hers. She inhaled deeply and then opened her eyes. Her beautiful green eyes were still hazed over with passion and she looked a little stunned.
“Are you okay, mate?”
“I’m perfect.” She caressed his cheek with her hand. “That was amazing.”
Rex smiled. “Yes, it was.”
“I can’t wait until you can all claim me together.”
“Me either, sweetie. Me either.” Rex wrapped his arms around her and rolled until he was lying on the hard floor with his woman draped over the top of him. He loved her so damn much and opened his mouth to tell her so, but he quickly closed it again.
Pixie wasn’t a shifter, and it had only been days since they’d met. He wasn’t sure if she’d believe him if he told her what was in his heart and decided to wait for a better time.
Rex caressed up and down her back as he savored having his woman in his arms.
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