A shudder ran though her. “As much as I want to see Drake dead, I’m not sure I want to be used as some kind of vessel of retribution.” She laughed. “Wow, that would be an awesome title for a superhero, Mila, Vessel of Retribution.”
They both laughed and fell silent.
“Mila, it isn’t something to be afraid of. Nature will only kill when threatened. Always remember that. You have to learn to channel your power properly. Your situation wasn’t life-threatening, that’s why I had to stop you from killing him.”
She nodded her agreement. “Yeah, I understand. The initial act of killing him would have felt great. But I know I’d feel guilt for taking a life afterwards.”
He kissed her, preventing any further concerns about her situation.
“You’re a gentle, caring soul at heart, honey. And that’s why,” he continued, planting a kiss on her forehead, “you stopped when you did.”
Norman came from the back of the centre, chatting away with Josh.
“I’m surprised my altercation didn’t bring both of them running,” she mused out loud.
Elias ruffled her hair. “Josh was ready to, but I told him I had it under control. Plus, I didn’t want Norman getting involved whilst Drake was here.”
* * *
Drake felt totally humiliated as he drove back to the family home. Mila had made a fool out of him. He’d expected her to be the same timid girl she’d been before she’d left. Now, well… now she was more than capable of taking care of herself. The wounds from the brambles throbbed and ached, although his pride hurt him much more. And Elias Crane. Of all the shifters she could have mated with, why did it have to be the Head of the Protectors?
Still, he wasn’t going to let it prevent him from seizing Mila. He always got what he wanted, and her actions weren’t going to stop him now. Everyone had a weakness. Hers were her caring and compassion for nature and people. That would be her downfall. Sometime in the near future, when she least expected it and had her guard down, he’d strike.
Chapter Seventeen
Mila had worked in her job for about a month and she loved it. One of her favourite roles was taking children on field trips, educating them on how to respect nature. Sometimes, Elias would turn up and give her a hand with the kids. Damn, not only was the man sexy as hell but he was loved by the children. One day, she looked forward to them taking their own children out into the woods.
“Sounds like heaven to me, too. Even more perfect will be taking my beautiful mate out into the forest and making love to her. Naked and in the wild, just as nature intended.”
She was in the middle of explaining some of the dangers of the forest, when his naughty words echoed in her mind.
“Stay out of my mind.”
He snickered, the sound echoing through her head and resonating down to her sensitive core. Elias carried on his conversation with one boy who was interested in all the bugs as if nothing had happened.
It was the end of her working week and she and Elias had arrived back at his home. He eyed her naked body speculatively and raised an eyebrow in wicked suggestion, while she shed her work clothes.
“Not just yet. I desperately need a shower and then I’ll fix us dinner. Didn’t you say you had some digging to do in the garden?”
He actually grumbled out loud.
“Oh, stop being such a baby. If you’re a good boy, we can play after dinner.”
His eyes lit up and he stalked up to her and kissed her thoroughly until she almost relented.
“I’ll hold you to that. This kiss is a reminder what you’ll be in for later.”
After having a very cool shower to calm her down after the kiss, she dressed in a very short denim skirt and a tight silky top. She didn’t wear a bra; she wanted Elias frustrated and desperate to have her. Once in the kitchen, she started dinner preparations. Looking out of the window, she let loose a small whimper. Elias was shirtless, wearing the tightest pair of ripped jeans she’d ever seen. God, they left absolutely nothing to the imagination.
His torso glistened with sweat whilst he dug over a large patch of land. Wicked thoughts entered her head… dinner could wait. She poured him an ice-cold beer and headed over to him, fully aware of her breasts bouncing beneath the thin material of her top. He wouldn’t be able to resist, especially as her nipples were already hard.
She handed him the beer and he rested one hand on the handle of the spade whilst he drank deeply from the glass. The way his throat worked while he drank from the glass had her imagining his mouth over her clit. A trickle of sweat rolled down his chest, which had dirt on it due to the dusty work. It was also on his hands and arms. What she wouldn’t give to have him throw her down on the earth while his dirty hands played with her body.
“Are you nearly finished?” Her voice was breathless with need. Surely he couldn’t resist her.
He shook his head, not even bothering to look at her breasts, nipples tight against the top.
“No, not yet. I’ve got loads to do. Plenty of time for you to get dinner ready.”
Was she hearing him right?
Mila snatched the glass from him and headed back towards the kitchen door. Anger crawled over her skin, but only because she was frustrated. She decided to torment him further and bent down on the pretence of getting a stone out of her sandal. He’d see how wet she was and pounce. No such luck. To hell with it; she’d get on with dinner and try not to focus on her throbbing clit and nipples.
* * *
Elias knew exactly what his naughty mate was up to. Trying to tease him with her body. If only she could see how hard his cock now was inside his jeans. But he wasn’t going to make this easy for her, even though his beast wanted him to take her. Her breasts had been tempting enough, as was the scent of her heightened arousal. But when she bent right over, fuck, he could see how wet she was.
He’d give her a little while longer to deal with her frustration before he gave her exactly what she wanted. Her emotions rolled over him, almost making him come. Elias managed to mask his own desire; he didn’t want to give her any clue as to how he was really feeling.
He dug hard at the earth, partly to try and ease the tension. His cock was rock hard and wasn’t going to go limp until he gave it what it demanded. He stood up and rested both hands on the top of the spade. When he glanced at the window, Mila was watching him intently. A low groan came from his throat at her next actions. She hauled her top off and threw it to the floor. After running her hands through her hair, she trailed them down to cup her breasts and pulled at her nipples. Jesus, no man would be able to withstand that kind of temptation.
“Fuck this,” he growled, throwing the spade to the ground. “I’m going to take what’s mine.”
* * *
Mila was going out of her mind with need. She wanted Elias’s cock pumping hard inside her. If he didn’t come in soon, she was going to have to beg him. Then she had an idea. He was watching her.
“See if you can resist this,” she murmured.
Mila grabbed hold of the bottom of her silky top, hauled it over her head, and threw it to the ground. After running her hands through her hair, she placed her hands over her breasts. She pulled hard on each nipple. Even from where she stood she could see the wild expression in his eyes and the magnificent erection pressing against his too tight jeans. He stalked towards the kitchen.
“At last.” Mila smiled in triumph.
He walked through the door and slammed it shut with his foot. Mila turned her head to look at the sexy male specimen as he strode over to her. She turned around and leaned her elbows on the sink, breasts jutting out provocatively. Elias stood directly in front of her, the heat from his body suffusing her with desire.
“Dinner’s not ready yet. Is there something else I can tempt you with?”
His hands grasped her breasts. He wasn’t gentle, but she really didn’t care. Elias tugged at her nipples until she moaned, thrusting them further into his greedy hands. And then his mouth was on
them, suckling them alternately like a hungry man. When he tore his mouth away, his expression was more than wild. No words could ever describe it. Frissons of lust burned her.
“Take off your panties.”
She did as he instructed, loving the way his nostrils flared. He was panting too; this was just so hot.
“Now pull your skirt up around your waist and open your legs… wide,” he demanded in a gruff voice edged with lust.
Elias’s demands made her whimper and her fingers trembled when she pulled her skirt up to her waist. In a flash, he was upon her. He knelt between her legs, his hands grasping her bottom. Elias’s mouth opened and devoured her, his tongue teasing her clit, circling around it and then flicking. The growls and grunts of approval while he lapped at her made her yelp and squirm beneath his touch.
“Elias!”
One hand left her bottom, sliding up and down her inner thigh until two of his fingers speared her. Mila’s internal muscles clenched greedily around them. He pushed them in and out whilst his mouth continued to feast on her. Her body spasmed as the first waves of her orgasm took hold. Over and over. Wave after delicious wave. She clutched at his shoulders, trying to force him closer to her pussy. Mila was about to come again when his mouth left her.
“Elias,” she pleaded again.
“I’m not done yet. On the floor. Legs wide apart.”
Her body was burning, and moisture was trickling from her almost constantly while she got down onto the kitchen floor. His mouth assaulted her again, along with his fingers.
“Too much. Oh God, Elias, it’s too much,” Mila moaned.
He raised his head to look at her. Evidence of her arousal glistened on his beard. His eyes were wild.
“I’m not done yet. The smell of your pussy is driving me insane… and you need to pay for teasing me earlier. Dirty girl. And dirty girls need to take their punishment.”
With that, his mouth assaulted her again. He made her come so many times that she lost count. Her clit was over-sensitive now, but he didn’t stop. No amount of pleading appeased him. And even though it was way too intense, she wanted it to go on forever. His grunts and growls of utter possession drove her over the edge time and again. And when she felt she could take no more, he finally left her pussy.
For a long while, she lay on the floor, hand over her chest whilst she attempted to calm her fast-beating heart. Elias gazed down at her, his expression melding with love and absolute possession. His cock looked like an iron bar inside his jeans. Even after her orgasmic marathon, she wanted him. Wanted to be filled and controlled. Completely. She conveyed her desire directly to his mind.
“Inside me, Elias. Please. Now.”
“Oh, don’t you worry. I’m nowhere near finished with you. You’ve teased and tormented me. Now it’s time to turn the tables. Get up, naughty girl.”
A small moan came from her as she stood up on shaky feet, holding on to the edge of the sink for support yet again. He looked hot, dirty, and sweaty. Her body was now covered with his dirt and sweat too. This turned her on even more.
“What do you want from me, Mila?” he asked in a voice little more than a whisper.
“I… I want your dirty hands all over my body. I want this…” She stroked her hand over his denim-covered cock, “…deep inside me. And…”
“And what?” Elias asked in a hoarse voice.
“I want you to take me, over and over. I need you to make me scream when I come.”
Grabbing her hand, he dragged her to his bedroom.
“Skirt. Off. Now.” He ground out each word, his nostrils flaring, breathing elevated.
When she stood naked, he approached her. Elias’s lips clashed violently against hers in their own act of dominance. His hands roamed freely over her body, dirty hands smearing more marks on her skin. Mila’s hands made their way south, where she desperately attempted to undo the buttons on his fly while her mouth was still fused to his.
Elias pulled roughly away from her. She took the opportunity to kneel down and undo the offending buttons. His cock sprang free, and together, they managed to get the tight jeans off. Mila salivated at the thought of taking his cock in her mouth.
“I want to taste you.”
“Not now. I won’t last long.”
“Get on the bed. On all fours.”
His forceful demands made her wonder how hot the sex would be if she was restrained to the bed, helpless.
“You’ll find out one day. Not now. Now, I want to take you from behind and go in so far that you’ll be screaming out my name.”
Mila scrambled on the bed. The feeling of vulnerability only heightened her excitement. She loved how her skin was marked with his dirt and sweat. His. Totally. Placing the head of his cock at her entrance, she leaned back onto him, urging him inside.
“Fuck, Mila. Do you even know what you do to me? How you turn me on each time I’m with you?”
His cock started to journey inside her and then he slammed in fast, making her gasp at the intrusion.
“Did I hurt you?”
His whispered concern made her heart burst with love for him.
“No. It makes me feel whole. Like I’m a part of you. Don’t stop.”
They rocked against each other, the friction sending them both closer to orgasm. One hand fingered her clit, giving her another dimension of pleasure. His cock started to swell inside her, his breathing ragged. Her body tingled, her heart thumped loudly in tandem with the teasing throb of her clit while Elias continued to torture it. Everything seemed to still around them. Then they were falling; Mila screamed out her release. Elias followed close after her.
“MINE,” he roared loudly in exaltation.
Her knees gave way and she collapsed onto the bed with Elias still buried deep inside her. When he pulled out of her, she wanted to protest, needing to be connected to him for a while longer. He pulled her onto his chest and she rested her head over his heart, listening to it beat out a crazy rhythm. His arms closed protectively around her, trailing up and down her back. Mila stroked her fingers down his arm, tracing his tattoos.
She turned her face to study him. His eyes were hooded. A contended smile covered his lips. Their eyes locked, and in that perfect moment, her love spilled over. In that instant, she also knew she’d die for him if she had to.
“I love you, Elias,” she said as her eyelids fluttered shut. Totally sated.
* * *
Each time Elias made love to Mila, he felt as though it was bonding them further. This last time, though, was indescribable. It wasn’t only because she’d teased the fuck out of him, or how hot the sex had been. There was something deeper. Primal. He kissed the side of her face as she declared her love for him and drifted off to sleep.
“I love you too, honey.”
Cradling her close, he followed her in to sleep.
The sound of the bath running woke him. It was dark in the bedroom, but he could see the landing light on. When he stepped out of the room, his beautiful naked mate was heading his way. Her body had streaks of dirt on it, and her skin was flushed from making love.
“Hi. I’ve run us a bath. Thought we could use it after all our exertions.”
Elias agreed. “Yeah, it was mind-numbingly hot sex, wasn’t it?”
A shy, girly giggle came from her. Elias strode up to her and dispatched a tender kiss to her lips. Then, taking her hand, he guided her back to the bathroom. He got in first and then helped her in. This was heaven, snuggled up with his beautiful woman in the warm water. They sponged the dirt away from each other and settled back down in the tub.
“Why didn’t you just say you wanted to make love earlier?” he asked as he brushed stray hairs away from her face.
Mila sat upright and knelt facing towards him. Her face turned crimson. Even though they were close, he still loved how shy she was sometimes. Her swirling, mesmerising eyes locked to his.
“I… I wanted to tease you so that you were desperate for me. It drove me nuts w
hen you ignored me.”
He knew she was holding back, could sense it in the thoughts she was trying desperately to hide.
“Tell me everything, Mila. There’s no need to keep your thoughts from me.”
His heart melted when she took one of his hands and pressed it to her cheek, her soulful eyes mirroring the love he knew were in his.
“I wanted you to take me… right there in your garden. I didn’t care about getting covered in dirt… Don’t really know how to explain it.”
He went for telepathy to respond. “There is nothing to be embarrassed about, honey. It’s the wild side of your nature calling to you. It’s all completely normal.”
“The feeling was so intense. Like if we didn’t have wild sex I wouldn’t have been fulfilled. Weird, huh?”
“Not at all. Sex will always be fulfilling, it’s just our wild side sometimes needs a little more.”
A breathy laugh came from Mila. “God, it was intense, though, wasn’t it?”
“Hmm,” he murmured while he fingered her nipples. “It really was. Think it’s time for a little more… but gentle this time.”
Chapter Eighteen
Mila sat with Lily one evening while Elias and Mathis were at a meeting relating to security. Lily was now a week overdue and feeling grumpy.
“When is this little girl going be with us?” Lily sighed, stroking her distended belly.
“What is it Tia says? ‘She’ll come when she’s ready’. Think that’s a daft saying to be honest.” Mila shook her head.
“Me too. Perhaps if I get up and dance around the room it may start off the labour. Shall I try it?” said Lily, struggling to her feet.
“God, no. Mat will have a fit.”
“To hell with it. I’ve tried everything else from sex to spicy food. I’m going for it.”
Mila watched on in surprise as Lily waddled around the room.
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