Danger and Mayhem

by Becca Van

  Sierra frowned as she thought about her answer and then shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I found the diner rather rowdy, but there were a lot of people in there.”

  Rhys frowned. He was sure that she should have been showing signs of enhancements by now. He was thinking that maybe they should get Broden to check her over, to make sure there was nothing wrong.

  “Do you want kids, Sierra?” Justice asked.

  “Do you?” she countered.

  “I’d love to have children with you, baby.”

  “So would I,” Weldon stated.

  “Me too,” Rhys said.

  “I’d like to wait for a bit before we start a family, though,” Sierra said. “We’ve only just met and mated. It would be nice to spend some time to get to know each other properly before bringing a baby into the world.”

  “About that,” Justice said.

  Sierra frowned.

  “There’s no guarantee that contraceptives will work,” Justice explained.

  “What?”

  “We’re shifters, darlin’,” Weldon said. “Our genes are dominant.”

  “And?” she asked, confused.

  “There’s a higher chance that you’ll get pregnant even while you’re on the pill,” Rhys said. “If you don’t want to conceive, we can wear condoms or get creative while making love.”

  “Have any of the other women had contraception fail?” Sierra asked.

  “I don’t think so, but I can’t be sure,” Justice said. “I can ask if you want me to.”

  “No!” Sierra gaped at him. “That would be invading their privacy, and I don’t want you to do that. We’ll just have to hope for the best. I’m not averse to having a baby. I’d just hoped to have some us time first, but I would still love our son or daughter no matter what.”

  “We never doubted you would, honey.” Rhys kissed her temple and groaned when he smelled her arousal. Just as he was about to stand and carry their mate inside to bed, Justice’s cell phone rang.

  “Hello? Hi, Mr. Starr. Yes, I have the plans drawn up. I sent them to you via email. It didn’t? Okay, sure. I’ll bring them over now.” Justice sighed as he disconnected the call. “Mr. Starr said the file won’t open and he wants me to bring the drawn plans over right away so he can see them and make some changes if necessary.”

  “There’s nothing wrong with that file,” Weldon said. “I put it in PDF form to make it easier to use.”

  “He’s elderly, Weldon,” Sierra said. “I’ve dealt with a lot of elderly citizens, and some of them aren’t computer savvy. One of our families was staying with a retired couple until they found somewhere to lease. The woman told me that they’d bought a new smart phone and had to try and teach them how to use it. The poor couple had no clue and kept asking the same questions over and over again.”

  “You think the Starr’s don’t know how to open a file?” Weldon asked.

  Sierra shrugged. “It’s possible. Actually, it’s likely.”

  “Come on, Weldon.” Justice rose. “You can come with me and take notes if they want to make some changes.”

  “What am I? Your fucking secretary?”

  “I can—” Rhys covered Sierra’s mouth with his hand and when she gazed up at him he shook his head. It was Sunday, a day they didn’t work, but if a client called and they said jump, it was their duty to ask how high. Nonetheless, Rhys had no intention of going with his brothers. He was going to take his mate inside and make love to her. His dick was rock hard and aching, and he couldn’t wait to bury it deep inside of Sierra’s pussy or ass. From the strength of her musky arousal, she wouldn’t tell him no.

  Sierra shoved his hand from her mouth and glared at him. He loved seeing that fire in her eyes. Every time she looked at him like that, his cock twitched.

  “We’ll see you soon, baby.” Justice scowled at Rhys then bent and kissed Sierra on the mouth.

  Sierra looped her arms around Justice’s neck, stood, and kissed him back rapaciously. By the time the broke the kiss, they were both panting.

  Weldon pulled her into his arms, dipped her, and kissed her passionately. “Later, darlin’,” he said raspingly as he straightened her. After making sure she was steady on her feet, he headed inside after Justice.

  “So, it’s just you and me, honey.” Rhys winked at her.

  Sierra’s lips twitched and her eyes twinkled. “I thought I’d do some baking.” She ascended the steps with an extra sway in her hips. “Do you want to help me?”

  Rhys wasn’t sure if she was teasing him or not. What he really wanted to say was hell no, but he didn’t bother replying as he headed inside after her. Rhys wanted to take her to bed and make love with his mate, but if she wanted him to help her do some baking, then that was what he’d do.

  With a sigh of resignation, he stepped inside and stopped when he saw Sierra bending over at the fridge. He stared at her sexy ass and swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth. He was vaguely aware of Justice’s truck starting and driving away, but he only had eyes for his mate.

  Sierra straightened, closing the fridge as she turned toward him, and the smile on her face had his heart flipping and the air in his lungs backing up. She was so fucking stunning and sexy he couldn’t get enough of her. Rhys had a feeling that he’d still want to make love to her when they were both old and gray.

  She eyed his body over as she moved toward him and stopped a few feet in front of him. “You know what?” she asked.

  He shook his head and tried to ignore his throbbing dick, but he couldn’t help looking her over the same way she’d done to him. Her nipples were so hard they were poking at the front of her shirt, and from the way she was shifting from foot to foot and squeezing her legs together, she was just as aroused as he was.

  “I really don’t want to start baking right now.”

  “What do you want, honey?” he asked hoarsely.

  Sierra licked her lips, lowered her eyes to his crotch, then met his gaze again. “You,” she said huskily.

  Rhys lunged toward her, swept her up into his arms, and slanted his mouth over hers. She moaned and opened to him instantly. They devoured each other until they were breathless. When she turned her head to gasp in air, he lifted her higher and jogged toward the bedroom, but he only got as far as the living room. After setting her down on her feet, he began tugging at her clothes. Sierra was as eager as he was and she helped him. When she was naked, he pulled his shirt off while she unhooked his belt, undid his jeans, and lowered the zipper.

  He clasped her hips, placed her on a sofa cushion, and sank down to his knees on the floor. Rhys cupped her breasts as he maneuvered in between her thighs and bent toward her wet pussy. She was so drenched, drops of cream were caught in her trimmed pubes and honey was dripping from her pussy.

  He growled with need as he lowered his head, dipped his tongue into her soaked cunt, and then licked up through her folds.

  “Oh god,” she cried as she combed her fingers into his hair and held onto him.

  Rhys lapped at her like he was starving, and right then, he was. He was famished for Sierra and had a feeling he always would be. As he flickered his tongue over her clit, he rimmed her pussy with a finger and then pressed it in. She moaned and bucked her hips up toward him, loving how responsive she was.

  He was burning up and couldn’t wait to be buried balls deep inside of her, but he wanted to make her come on his mouth first so he could consume her sweet cream. Rhys thrust his finger in and out of her cunt, and then added another finger.

  As he pumped them along her hot, tight walls, he spread them to stretch her out. She was so fucking tight, and he wasn’t a small man. Rhys was always worried that he was going to end up hurting her.

  “Rhys?” she asked.

  “Hmm,” he replied without lifting his mouth from her pussy.

  “I want to suck your cock.”

  Rhys stilled his fingers and raised his head to meet her gaze. “I want that, too, honey.” He withdrew his finge
rs, stood, lifted her into his arms, and hurried toward the bedroom. If his woman wanted to suck his dick he wasn’t going to refuse, but he was still going to eat out her pussy. They needed the bed so she’d be comfortable. He might be half animal, but he wasn’t about to take her on the floor like a ravening beast.

  Rhys got up onto the bed with Sierra on top of him, and then he used his strength to lift and turn her until she was facing away from him. He caressed his hands up and down her back, over her ass cheeks and gave them a squeeze. “Shift back toward me, honey.” He held her hips, helped her to move, and when she was straddling his face he pulled her down. He inhaled deeply as he buried his nose in her cunt and breathed her in. He loved smelling her natural womanly aroma and so did his wolf. His animal rolled around as if trying to drench itself in her fragrance.

  When he felt her warm breath brush over his cock, he tensed with anticipation. Her small, cool hand grasped his dick firmly, eliciting a groan from him, and he panted as she pumped him up and down. Sierra swiped her tongue over the top of his cock and then swirled it all around. Her lips and tongue felt so good on his dick, he wasn’t sure he was going to last, but he’d do his damnedest to hold off as long as he could. The longer he held back the better, the stronger his orgasm would be. While it was tempting, he had no intention of coming in her mouth, but he was going to make sure she came in his.

  Rhys stroked two fingers into her cunt and began to glide them in and out. Sierra took his dick into her hot, wet mouth and suckled on the head. He gasped and groaned and thrust his fingers faster and harder, making sure to rub over her G-spot each time. Opening his mouth wide, he lashed her clit with his tongue, and when he felt her tightening up as she got closer to climax, he caged the small bundle of nerves between his teeth and licked her nub faster and harder.

  She pulled from his cock, sucked in a deep breath, and screamed, “Rhys!”

  He quickly removed his fingers from her pussy, pressed his thumb to her throbbing clit, and sucked out all her sweet juices. She shook and trembled above him as she orgasmed. As soon as she slumped over him, Rhys once more lifted her, turning her to face him.

  “You okay, honey?”

  “Oh yeah.” She smiled at him. “Why did you move me? I was going to make you come.”

  “And you will, honey, but I want to come in that sexy pussy,” Rhys said.

  Sierra leaned forward and kissed him and didn’t seem to care that she was tasting herself on him. He wrapped his arm around her, moved her further up his body, and delved deep into her mouth with his tongue. Her pussy was leaking all over him like a faucet, and his cock was throbbing against her hot folds.

  Rhys broke the kiss, needing to be inside of her in the next second. When he noticed how starving he was for her and realized he was a little out of control, he sucked in breath after breath trying to leash his raging desire for his woman.

  Nevertheless, Sierra must have been just as famished as he was even though she’d just climaxed. She shoved up with her hands braced against his chest, lifted a little higher on her knees, and gripped his dick. He groaned and ground his teeth together trying to govern the need to drive his dick into her wet cunt hard and fast. She pumped him a few times and he tensed all over, then he exhaled the air he hadn’t realized he’d been holding in his lungs when she pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance.

  She locked eyes with him as she sank down over his dick. Sierra felt so fucking good, he was sure it was like experiencing heaven on earth. Her wet heat enveloped the crown and instead of stopping and lifting up again, taking his cock into her in increments, she dropped down over him.

  Hot wetness bathed his cock as he was embedded in her tight cunt to the hilt. The urge to grasp her hips to hold her still while he pumped into and out of her like a man possessed was strong, but he ignored it.

  Sierra caressed over his chest, pausing at his nipples to fondle them. Rhys moaned as pleasurable tingles shot straight down to his dick. He hadn’t even known his nipples were as responsive as a woman’s. Any other time he’d been with a female, he’d never felt so much bliss. Maybe it was because it was his mate touching him. She was so fucking special, and he loved her so damn much.

  “Do you like that?” she asked breathlessly.

  “I love anything you to do me, honey. You’re fucking amazing.”

  “Yeah?” She smiled at him mischievously.

  “Yeah.” He grinned back.

  She bent down, swirled her tongue around his areola, and then nipped his nipple with his teeth.

  Rhys couldn’t stand it another second.

  With a roar of hunger, he reared up, lifted her off his hard cock, flipped her over onto her stomach, and positioned behind her. Grasping her hips, he pulled her ass back toward him, lined his dick up with her pussy, and surged forward.

  “Oh!” she cried out.

  Rhys stilled as he sniffed the air, trying to ascertain whether he’d hurt her, but all he smelled was the musk of her desire. She pushed up onto her hands and gazed at him over her shoulder, her green eyes hazed over with passionate need. “Why did you stop? I need you so bad, Rhys.”

  “I need you, too, honey. More than you’ll ever know.” Rhys eased his cock out to the tip and then stroked back inside of her. She gasped and he groaned.

  Each time he thrust in and pulled out, he increased the pace until he was slapping against her ass. His steady rhythm was nearly shot to hell when she started moving with him. She rocked back toward him, as he surged forward. All too soon he felt the telltale heat at the base of his spine, and he knew it wouldn’t be long before he came.

  Pressing a hand between her shoulder blades, he urged her to lower her shoulders to the bed and she did. Rhys pistoned his dick harder and faster, making sure to dig at that hot spot inside of her. When liquid desire centered low in his belly and the heat began to encompass his whole lower half, he blanketed her back with his front, curved an arm around her smaller body, and began to rub her clit. She panted and moaned as he shunted his dick rapidly.

  He felt the tension invade her muscles and the walls of her cunt grew tauter. She got hotter and wetter, and her breathing was fast and shallow.

  Just as he was about to tip of the edge, he pinched her clit between his finger and thumb.

  “Rhys!” she screamed as she orgasmed.

  He growled as her pussy massaged along the length of his shaft and sucked at the head of his dick as he slammed into her once, and on the second stroke, he roared as he came. “Sierra!” His cock pulsed and jerked as cum spewed up his length and out of the tip of his cock. Her pussy continued to convulse around him, milking his seed from his balls.

  His fangs elongated as he licked over her shoulder where he’d already marked her and while there was no need to make a claim on Sierra again, he couldn’t seem to help himself, nor stop his animal from renewing the bond. He bit into her flesh, growling when her sweet blood coated his tongue and sent them both into another climax.

  The first orgasm had made him see stars, but the second nearly had him passing out with nirvanic rapture. He was so intent on the ecstasy coursing through him, he didn’t notice when his fangs retracted. Sucking in air helped dissipate the blackness from his vision and to get a semblance of his equilibrium back.

  Sierra was sprawled out below him on the mattress and while they were still intimately connected, luckily he’d had the wherewithal to brace his upper body weight on his elbows, so he wouldn’t crush his mate.

  Rhys brushed her hair from her damp face and kissed her on the cheek. Then, being careful not to move too quickly and jostle her, he rolled them both over onto their sides with an arm tight around her waist.

  “That was amazing,” Sierra said breathily.

  “It was, wasn’t it?” He nibbled and licked at her shoulder and neck.

  “Do you think Weldon and Justice are going to be gone long?” she asked wistfully.

  “I don’t know, honey. I don’t think so, but it depends on how long the
clients keep them at their place asking questions,” Rhys said.

  “They’re nice people,” she murmured then covered her mouth to hide her yawn.

  “Yeah, they seem okay.” Rhys had been surprised that he’d liked the elderly couple when normally he hated being around humans. Justice and Weldon were the same, and Rhys wondered if they’d picked the wrong profession to venture into, but he liked being outdoors and working in gardens. It was relaxing after fighting in wars, but it was also satisfying to see the end result and to know that something looked nice because they’d worked hard. Having Sierra in his life, as his mate, had given him more patience to deal with others, and that was a good thing.

  Even Justice and Weldon were different.

  They were all so damn happy, it was probably sickening to anyone who saw them with sappy smiles on their faces.

  Yet he couldn’t stop thinking about the fucker who’d stabbed his mate, and no matter how hard he tried to dislodge the anxiety over the fact that she was still in danger, it wouldn’t budge.

  Chapter Fourteen

  “Is that apple pie I can smell?” Weldon asked as soon as he and Justice entered the house.

  “It sure smells like it.” Justice met Weldon’s gaze and grinned.

  Weldon shoved his older brother aside and raced through the house, following his nose to the kitchen.

  “You’re back.” Sierra stood and walked toward him.

  He tugged her into his arms, holding her tight as he breathed in her addictive feminine perfume. She wasn’t and didn’t wear any perfume, but the shampoo and body wash she used had a slight vanilla and jasmine tinge to it. However, it was the underlying scent of her sex that got to him every time. Whenever he was near her, his cock got hard, but just thinking about her had him erect, as well. In fact, he was just a walking hard-on.

  “How did it go with the Starr’s?” she asked.

  “Well,” Justice answered as he came up behind her and hugged her, “we had to make a couple of changes, but all in all they’re happy with the plans.”