“This feel so right, so…” Sarah moaned.
“Perfect,” Devon said, finishing for her.
Devon’s tongue slid against hers as she felt him plunge the rest of his length inside of her. She moaned into his mouth, wrapping her legs around his waist. His rough hand grasped her hip while he began to thrust leisurely, reaching impossibly deeper and deeper with each push.
The friction against Sarah’s clit made her cling to his neck even tighter. Their bodies connected at every space imaginable, and she wasn’t going to give an inch of room for them to be apart.
She suddenly realized how consumed she felt by him. Every part of her mind begged to have Devon claim her in some way, and it had nothing to do with sex. While her thoughts raced with ways to never be separated from him again, she completely lost the connection to her body.
The orgasm that blindsided her had her screaming out Devon’s name.
His cock plunged harder, making her release back to back until finally she felt his warmth explode inside of her. The spell she was under suddenly broke, and reality crashed before her in a blinding wave of dizziness. She looked up at Devon just as shocked as he looked back at her, but neither of them said a word. Sarah couldn’t, wouldn’t even broach the fact that they’d just had unprotected sex. To do that would open a wound she wasn’t ready to face.
Chapter 12
The heat surrounding Sarah caused her to stir from sleep. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting light in through the curtains. She opened her eyes groggily to see Devon staring down at her, smiling. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she snuggled closer against his body.
After their shower, she’d fallen right to sleep. There was no telling how long she’d been out, but she felt completely revived and ready to have him inside of her again. The thought of what happened before scared her, but now that she’d slept on the idea, what occurred seemed to feel right, almost fated. She decided for once not to worry about the future and to take one day at a time.
Trailing her fingers down his stomach, she came to rest at the base of his cock. She wrapped her hand along the width, slowly stroking up, feeling him become harder at her touch. He looked at her uneasily but didn’t say anything as she continued to caress him.
“Devon, I want you to make love to me again. Whatever happens happens. No blame.
We’ll never speak of it if you don’t want to.” “Are you sure this is what you want?”
No thinking. You want this. Don’t deny it or overanalyze it, Sarah! Just say yes. “Yes.” There that wasn’t so hard.
Devon’s arms embraced her against his body while his lips went to her throat. She was pulled on top of him and didn’t waste any time sliding his cock into her wet pussy. Easing down slowly, she felt him fill her until there was nowhere else for him to possibly go.
“Fuck, Sarah. You can’t imagine how good you feel. I don’t ever want this to end.”
“Me either. I missed you being inside of me.”
“You missed what being inside of you? Say it for me, baby. Tell me what you missed.”
“Your cock. You.”
He moaned while she rotated her hips. Sarah pushed against his chest as she began to take his length into her faster. Catching their reflection in the dresser mirror, she watched her breasts bounce as she moved up and down. She saw Devon look over, and she watched him study their bodies.
Easily, he lifted her off him and placed her on her knees, facing the direction of the mirror. She watched in awe as he pressed his wide chest against her back.
“I want you to watch and remember the way we look together. I want you to see the pleasure we put on each other’s faces. Know that this is what it looks like to truly make love to someone. It’s more than sex, Sarah. What we share is so unlike what you’ve shared with others. No one can replace the bond between you and me. Gavin may in his own way, but what you both share will be completely different than what we share. Watch the way you react to my touch.”
Sarah observed Devon’s hand trail across her stomach and inch its way toward her breast. She shivered underneath his touch. A moan broke through her throat as his finger entered her pussy from behind, completely surprising her. She wanted to lean forward, but he held her up so she could see.
As he explored her depths, he brushed his fingertips across the hardness of her nipple. Sarah watched her lips part while she breathed heavily against the pleasure. Her cheeks blossomed into a light pink as his finger increased in rhythm. Focusing on herself proved to be impossible when she could hardly keep her eyes open.
“You see how my touch affects you? That’s love, Sarah. Besides Gavin, has anyone else ever made you feel close to what you’re feeling now? And be truthful.”
“Never,” Sarah whispered. And he was right. No one, in all the years he’d been gone, had brought her to the brink of ecstasy but the two of them.
“And no one ever will. That’s the beauty of the bond. This, and our love for each other will never get old, will never die. You’ll never tire of my touch or my presence. We might argue, but we’ll never truly feel hate for each other. Mates, soul mates, life partners, we’re all that and more. Nothing can tear us apart, not even ourselves because, as impossible as it seems, our love is woven so deep it’s impenetrable.”
Devon cupped her breast and allowed her to lean forward. His cock filled her from behind until all that existed were the two of them in that moment. Lifting her face, he made her watch as he brought her body to the heights of passion.
Seeing his muscles flex behind her while he slid his cock to new depths brought her over the edge repeatedly. She could feel her pussy contracting around him. Pulling her back completely against his chest, Sarah felt Devon’s finger slide over her clit. Bright lights flashed before her eyes and heat filled her at the same time. As he shot his cum deep inside of her, she didn’t have one regret what transpired between them.
They both collapsed to the bed, panting. Sarah rolled over to stare into Devon’s face. He rested with his eyes closed, a look a pure delight on his face. The outside of his lips were turned up into a smile. He was beautiful.
“Everything’s going to be okay, right?”
His eyes opened, and he turned his head in her direction. The smile he wore turned tender. “Everything’s going to be great. I’ll make you happy. I know Gavin will. He adores you. We have each other now. That’s all that matters. Anything else is trivial.”
Sarah kissed his lips and stood from the bed. “I’m getting in the shower. I’ve got to be in the office today.”
Devon lifted to a sitting position. His face creased with worry. “Will you do something for me?”
“Sure.” She walked over, sitting back down on the edge of the bed.
“Can you take my phone today? I want to keep yours in case that guy calls back. I’m going to get together with Stephen and see if he’s learned anything.”
“All right. You’ll call me when you know something, right?”
“Yes, of course.”
Sarah nodded and walked to the shower. The last thing she wanted to do was go into work today, but Devon and Gavin still needed time alone. Even though her ex made a remarkable turnaround in the last twenty-four hours, would it last after she left? She’d find out soon enough.
* * * *
Gavin left the firehouse in better spirits than he arrived in. Trevor happened to be a great guy and things were already set up when he arrived. But being away from Sarah drove him almost to the point of insanity. He couldn’t help but wonder what had happened between her and Devon last night. Did things go well, or did the domineering cowboy complicate things worse than they already were?
Having to share Sarah wasn’t something Gavin liked, but he wasn’t stupid enough to make her choose. As a recently divorced father of a five-year-old daughter, he’d already been in the exact spot before. Ultimately, he wasn’t the one chosen. Although, he hadn’t marked his ex- wife, he did love her.
Much like D
evon and Sarah, Hilary and he had gone to school together. They had only been married for three years when Gavin contracted lycanthropy. He’d been so focused on why Hilary had been acting strange that when their fire truck approached the intersection at the high rate of speed, he hadn’t even noticed the white Honda Accord until the second before it plowed into them. One minute he was sitting there in the back seat, and the next he was getting slammed into his buddy. Everything turned into slow motion as he felt himself falling toward the passenger’s side. The road came into view through the window and he could see himself getting closer to the asphalt.
Gavin felt weightless, yet heavy as he fought against gravity. The feeling didn’t last long because his memory blanked after that. The crew said he’d hit his head on the roof of the truck, and at some point he probably did, but he couldn’t remember it. All he knew was what he’d been told. He suffered a major concussion, a broken arm, and a few lacerations.
When the first full moon rolled around, he found out he’d caught more than a mini vacation from the outcome of that accident. How exactly, he wasn’t sure. They had to have been all bleeding, and all thrown together when the truck finally came to a stop. Whoever he’d caught it from never said a thing, and they sure as hell didn’t show up at the pack he had discovered on his own. For months he waited, but to no avail, he was left to face his new life as a werewolf alone.
Gavin thought back to the day when he told Hilary about what he was. At first she thought he was losing his mind. She even made calls to try to get him committed, but ultimately he had to show her firsthand. He’d thought his wife could handle the change. She couldn’t. The mere thought of her being with someone not human repulsed her, and soon, she began seeing another man.
Gavin tried to make her love him again, but he ultimately knew their divorce was probably for the best. A deep need to find a mate pulled at him. When he received the invitation for the wedding, he knew he needed to go, no matter what.
The moment he saw Sarah everything clicked, and like a punch in the gut, he knew that no one would ever hold his heart like she would. Her history, her past, nothing mattered but being together and making a future with each other, whatever future she chose.
Devon constantly brought out his defenses, but he couldn’t deny the love Sarah carried for the cowboy. From experience, he knew he couldn’t change her mind. He’d like to think he learned from his past. Of course, having to deal with this other man was something completely different than what he’d ever been through before.
Pulling into the apartment complex, Gavin noticed Devon standing outside of Sarah’s apartment with Stephen. He quickly got out, walking to meet the men. Curiosity about new information made him move faster.
“Gavin, how was the interview?” Stephen asked, shaking his hand.
“Good, I start next Monday. So, did you learn anything from the license plate?”
Devon and Stephen looked over at each other, not saying anything, but Gavin could feel their disappointment. Confused, he lifted his hands gesturing for them to start talking.
“The car was reported stolen out of Corpus Christi two weeks ago. It seems we’re at a dead end.”
“You’re fucking kidding me.” He ran his hand through his hair. Who in the hell was this guy? Even a random stalker wouldn’t steal a car.
“I’m afraid not. Both of you might want to keep a close eye on Sarah. I know if it were Evelyn, she wouldn’t be leaving my side. I don’t care if I had to go to work with her. This guy is bad news, and I don’t like the fact that he knows who Sarah’s friends are. That puts all the girls in danger until he’s caught.”
“So what do we do?” Gavin asked.
“I think I’ll let Ayden know. He can send some of the pack to watch over the other girls without them knowing. As long as you both protect Sarah, then everything should be fine. Evelyn would kill me if I didn’t make sure I did everything possible to keep her friend safe.”
“She’ll be with one of us at all times,” Devon assured him.
“Good, well, I’m headed back to the house. I have Brandon keeping Evelyn occupied so she won’t go into work today. We can’t afford for anything to happen to her.”
“Why is that?”
Stephen looked at Gavin and smiled proudly. “Because I’m going to be a father. Evelyn doesn’t want anyone to know yet, but it won’t be long before she spills to all her friends. I, of course, already knew from her scent, but Brandon and I kept silent until she found out for herself. We have a doctor’s appointment next Monday. We can’t wait. I’m surprised you both didn’t pick up the scent when she was here.”
“I did,” Devon said in a low voice.
The pure panic pouring off of him made Gavin take a step back. He wasn’t quite sure what to make out of the anxiety racing through the cowboy. Shouldn’t he be upset or hurt because of their loss? Why scared? It made no sense.
“Congratulations,” they both said at the same time, in two separate tones.
Stephen smiled. “Thanks, but please don’t tell Sarah. I want Evelyn to surprise her with the news.”
“Your secret is safe with us,” Devon said.
Gavin threw his hand up in a wave as Stephen said his goodbyes. Something felt off, and the quicker he straightened out things with Devon, the soon he could get the guy to drop him off at Sarah’s office. The need to be with her, to make sure she was all right nearly caused him to get in his car and drive straight over there. Problem was he didn’t have a clue where she worked. He could sniff her out or use the pull, but it would take too long.
Devon headed in the direction of Sarah’s apartment. Gavin followed, closing the door behind him. He didn’t even wait for the cowboy to turn around before he lost patience.
“So what happened last night? You didn’t get kicked out so it must not have gone too bad.”
A smile lit his face, and the expression of happiness and love turned Gavin’s stomach, but a part of him calmed at knowing maybe they were all one step closer to being at a more likeable stage.
“It was wonderful. I haven’t been this happy since before I left.”
“Well, that’s good, but truthfully I don’t care how you feel. I want to know how Sarah is. Is she happy with the way things are going?”
Devon glared at him. “She’s more than happy, I think.”
“You think? What do you mean, you think? Either she is or she isn’t. The question’s not really that hard to answer.”
“Well, when she left she looked happy. Hell, she was glowing.” “But…you’re not telling me something. I can feel it. What have you done?”
Devon looked at the carpet and so many different emotions hit him that Gavin closed his eyes to decipher them.
“You’re scared about something.”
“Come on, Gavin. There’s a man after Sarah. What, I can’t be scared?”
Gavin burst out laughing. “No, you’re not scared about that. When you just said it, you reeked of confidence. You believe you can protect her. What are you afraid of?”
Devon advanced so quickly Gavin barely side-stepped. The anger clouding the room could have choked him.
“What did you do?”
“You stay out of my business. Do you hear me?”
It was his turn to get angry. He could feel heat flare through his body and seep from his skin. “Sarah is my business, and you better start remembering that. If you’ve done something, then I need to know. What part of ‘she’s my mate, too,’ do you not understand?”
The tension melted off of Devon. Gavin could see it in the way his body hunched down.
Devon was silent as he walked to the sofa and slowly sat down.
“We…Sarah and I didn’t use protection last night. I’m not sure what scares me more, the risk of pregnancy itself, or her emotional state if she does end up…”
At a loss for words or even thoughts, Gavin walked up to the other side of the couch and sat down. He never even considered thinking this far ahead so
soon.
“After everything in your past, you didn’t think to wear protection?” Gavin said it softly, so not to offend him. The question was genuine.
Devon looked at him and held his gaze. “This isn’t an excuse, but neither of us could control ourselves the first time. I couldn’t even think clearly. The pull grabbed a hold of me so strong that all of my attention stayed focused on not betraying you and marking her. The second time, this morning, she told me, what happens, happens.”
“Thank you, for not marking her. I truly appreciate you not going behind my back. So, do you think it’s possible maybe Sarah wants a child?”
“I’m not sure, maybe.” Devon rubbed his eyes. “I’ll give her what she wants, but that doesn’t mean it won’t scare the shit out of me. If anything were to happen this time…”
“Listen, let’s not worry about the what-ifs until a few more weeks. We’ll know before anyone, even her.”
“You’re not angry? She’s your mate too.”
“Angry, no. If Sarah does end up being pregnant by you, it’s still part of her. I have a daughter. Did you know that?”
Devon looked at him shocked. “No, you never mentioned it to me. How old is she?”
Gavin pulled a picture out of his wallet. “Annabelle is five. She lives with her mother and her new stepfather.”
“She’s beautiful. The blonde curls remind me of Sarah. Is she…”
“Werewolf? No.” Gavin shook his head “I contracted the disease shortly after she was born. My wife couldn’t handle what I turned into, and I believe she’d already met Dave then so one thing turned into another, and we eventually ended up getting divorced.”
“I’m sorry.”
Gavin slid the picture back in his wallet. “Don’t be. I get to see my daughter when I choose. Plus, I have Sarah.”
Devon nodded, agreeing. Not wanting to waste any time, Gavin stood. “I need you to drop me off at her office. Someone needs to be there, and since I haven’t really gotten to see her, I would like to be the one.”
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