Chapter 41
She found the two loves of her life in the bedroom. Dalton was rocking Kenna, humming her a soft tune. Emma stood and stared for a moment, taking in the contentment she felt every time she saw them together. Dalton looked at her daughter with such love, it almost hurt watch, but it hurt even more not to. Not wanting to disturb the happy moment, Emma stayed in the doorway. It was past Kenna’s naptime, but Emma knew how Dalton was feeling, wanting to hold on for a little longer until the inevitable came and they had to leave.
“Hey honey, how did everything go with Ryleigh and Mia?” Daltons voice surprised her out of her thoughts
“Oh, everything went fine. Mia gave me a clean bill of health, but told me to gain more weight. Ryleigh implanted a tracker she said some people named Wyatt and Tory created. Kind of freaked me out, but not as much as this folder did,” Emma said, placing the folder on the dresser. “How did you manage to wrestle Kenna away from the guys?”
“Didn’t have to. She’s my little girl, they don’t have a choice. If I want her, they just have to deal,” Dalton said, grinning wide. “What’s that you have?”
“It's my portfolio and Kenna’s trust fund. I can’t even wrap my head around it. Six months ago, I was eating Ramen and worried about paying the rent in my crappy apartment. Now, I can literally buy anything I want. Kenna could pick an Ivy League college to attend, and it would hardly make a dent. What’s truly messed up is that Ryleigh had the nerve to apologize because she said she was slacking.
“Dang Dalton, I don’t know what to think. My life has changed so much in such a short time,” Emma said, walking over and falling to her knees next to Dalton, placing her head on his thigh. She needed his reassurance and the safety he provided. “For the first time in my life, I feel loved and accepted. To be financially secure, especially now that I have a child, means the world to me. I have a family of my own, thanks to you, and my baby. It’s overwhelming, these feelings I have. I’m truly blessed.”
“Yeah,” Dalton laughed and ran his free hand down her hair, “the first time Rye handed us all our portfolios, you could’ve heard a pin drop in the room. We were all doing pretty good with government contracts and other things, but Ryleigh shot even that to the moon. Wait until you get one next month and the amount has doubled. The woman is a miracle worker with money.”
Emma didn’t even want to think about it. No way could she spend that much money. She loved the changes in her life, but they were still overwhelming. Deciding to talk with Ava once the mission was complete, she let the moment with Dalton soothe her. She never realized how much she liked someone playing with her hair.
“Baby, I’m glad you agreed to the tracker. You haven’t met Wyatt yet, but he’s a good man, I’ve known him since we were kids. I would trust him with your life or Kenna’s if I had to, but it's not going to come to that. This mission is going to go off like clockwork and we’re going to get all the answers we need.”
Dalton gripped her hair in his fist, lifting her face from his thigh. Leaning down, he placed a kiss on her lips and the moment was heaven for Emma. The man had a way of making her feel safe with a simple touch, but his kisses made her feel loved. Emma never wanted to let that feeling go.
“Baby, I know you're trying to be brave and not letting it show how much this is all affecting you, but you’re safe here, with or without me. Let me carry some of the burden. I know you don’t like the idea of the team going to Ohio, but you need to trust me, it will be okay. This is what we’re trained for. We’ve done it many times, not to mention that we’re the best in the world at what we do. Every precaution has been taken. Nothing is going to happen.”
Emma stopped him. She knew he was right; she needed answers and so did the Alpha Team and the Shifter community. If that meant putting on her big girl panties and ripping her heart out by watching the man she loved leave, then she had to do it. It was that important. The knowledge didn’t make it suck any less! This would be the first time since they met that she and Dalton would be apart. Emma placed her hand on his cheek and looked into her man’s eyes. She knew, in her soul, that he would be the only man she would ever love. Without words, she let him know that she would deal with him leaving, no matter how much it hurt.
“After you have positively identified the facility,” he said, kissing the end of her nose and looking into her eyes, “we’ll set up surveillance to determine the best time to gain entry. Then the guys and I’ll go in and get whatever intel we can grab; easy in and out.” He sensed her concern and in an attempt to soothe her, he said, “Why don’t you, Kenna, and me have a little family cuddle time? Jacks is supposed to call a meeting in a couple hours to go over all the intel we’ve already collected. We aren’t heading out until tonight, so we can be there bright and early.”
Emma couldn’t think of anything better. Dalton led her to the bed, urging her to lay down. He then placed Kenna in her arms and walked around the bed, climbing in behind them. Spooning her from behind, he pulled her close. For a few minutes, everything was right in the world. Emma felt safe within the cocoon Dalton had created with his arms. Best of all, he was safe too. They lay there, neither of them sleeping.
Jacks knocked on the door a short time later. It was all happening too fast. Emma wanted more time; more time with Dalton, more time not thinking about what was about to happen, more time in her happy bubble before it completely busted. Reality had a way of creeping in.
Dalton went off to his meeting and Emma decided she didn’t want to wait any longer. He worked an extremely dangerous job and she had a fanatical group or groups gunning for her and her daughter. Would there ever be a time when she and Dalton could just concentrate on themselves or their future? She didn’t think so. She knew what to do to convince Dalton they needed to move their relationship forward. Dalton would be leaving in a couple of hours and she wanted to make each moment count before he had to leave. Running down the hall, she asked Ryleigh if she would take Kenna for a while; thankfully she agreed without asking any questions. No way was she telling her sister or others in the lodge about her plans.
Dalton was finally making his way down to the bedroom. He was dog-tired and ready for a little time alone with Emma and Kenna. The coming days were going to be tough, tougher because he would be away from them for the first time. Neither he nor his bear liked the idea of leaving their mate and cub. His protective instinct was going crazy.
When he opened the door to the bedroom, to say he was in shock from what greeted him, was an understatement. Emma was kneeling on the floor at the end of the bed, completely naked, her eyes downcast, her hands clasped behind her back. It was the most gorgeous sight he’d ever seen. He had dreamed of her many times, just like this.
“Baby, you look gorgeous and have made one of my fantasies come true, but what are you doing?” Dalton questioned, snapping back to reality. He kneeled down next to her, placing his finger under her chin, so she could look into his eyes.
“Dalton, it’s time to take our relationship further. I want to give you all your fantasies,” Emma assured him. “All the reasons you had for stopping last night no longer apply. I have been given a clean bill of health, there’s no reason to wait anymore. I love you, Dalton, and I want you to make love to me. Baby, I need you to make love to me. I’m not scared… please Dalton, I need you,” Emma said with a blush.
Dalton stared with a little smile on his face, but he took too long, and Emma started to feel self-conscious. She knew she wasn’t the most beautiful woman, and Dalton was way out of her league. Maybe he’d only been leading her on about the mate and wife stuff. Damn it, she hated all of these negative thoughts and doubts. It was difficult for her to get past; she’d never been the most confident woman.
“No baby,” Emma started to get up, but Dalton stopped her. In a very stern, dominating voice, he said, “I like to look at what’s mine. I could stare at you for hours, just like this, but why don’t you complete the fantasy and spread those legs a little furt
her, so I can see my prize.”
Her doubts instantly dissolved.
“You belong to me, Emma, and only me!” he said, running his finger along her inner thigh. “I’m the only man who will ever see you like this, and I’m the only man you will ever present yourself to in this way. Do I make myself clear?”
Emma nodded, unable to form words at the moment. The look in Dalton’s eyes was animalistic, possessive, and loving, all that the same time. His voice was pure dominance. This was all new to her, and it excited her in way she’d never experienced before.
“Now eyes down and spread those gorgeous legs, Baby. You started this game and I’m damn well going to finish it. By the end of tonight you will be mine; mind, body, and soul,” Dalton promised.
And Emma knew he was right. She also knew, without a doubt, that Dalton would also be hers; mind, body, and soul. She heard Dalton begin to take off his clothes and wanted to look so badly, but knew she had to keep her eyes down. The anticipation was adding fuel to her desire. He had asked two things of her, to keep her eyes down and spread her legs. She could feel her wetness, the air in the room causing it to cool slightly. She jumped hearing what she assumed was his belt hitting the floor, but became even more excited, actually feeling a new gush of wetness.
She should feel embarrassed by her wetness, but at the moment, she didn’t care. Emma wanted Dalton so badly. With her eyes focused on the floor, she was able to let her mind wander to the sounds she was hearing. She could almost see him in her mind's eye, gloriously naked, watching her. The thought caused even more of her juices to flow. She so badly wanted to look at him. It excited her even more to know that he could sense every degree of her arousal. he’d always been dressed before, well, at least from the waist down. The anticipation was killing her. She’d felt his hardness when they slept together and even seen it in his shorts that morning, but she wanted to see him, feel him, and taste him in all of his glory.
The urge was almost becoming a compulsion and she had to fight with her instincts to obey his orders or follow her curiosity. He must have sensed what was going on because the next thing she knew he was standing right in front of her. The man even had gorgeous feet. Emma giggled, caught off guard by her wayward thoughts. Who had gorgeous feet? They were only feet, for heaven sakes. Never in her life had she ever had a foot fetish, of any kind. Every inch of this man did things to her.
“Eyes up here, baby.” Dalton placed his hand under her chin. “What has you laughing? From the looks of my prize, you shouldn’t be thinking about anything other than what I’m going to do you. That little pussy of yours is glistening for me.”
Being a little embarrassed by what Dalton was saying, she started to look up his body, when her eyes got stuck on her prize. She knew Dalton was a large man, blessedly endowed, but seeing it in the flesh was a bit disconcerting. She wasn’t even sure if she could encompass the width with one hand, not to mention his length. he leaned forward, almost without thought, wanting desperately to taste him. The guy she’d sex with before was miniscule in comparison. She didn’t want to sound trite or ego boosting, but could not help but think, how in the hell is that going to fit in me? She knew things adjusted down there, but damn, would they adjust that far?
“Don’t worry, baby, everything will fit just fine,” Dalton said, seeming to know where her thoughts were leading her, “but right now, I need to feel those beautiful lips around my cock.”
She would do anything for this man, she craved tasting him. If he wanted her to suck his enormous cock, that’s what she would do. The only problem; she’d never done it before. Her staring had caused a little bead of cum between the slit on his cock. She decided to go with her instincts and lick it off. When Dalton moaned at the action, she decided to go further. Wrapping her hand around his shaft, Emma scooted onto her knees for better control. She tasted every inch of him with the tip of her tongue, gradually getting bolder and using the flat of her tongue. She hadn’t seen many penises in her life, but Dalton’s had to be a prime example. The bumps of his distended veins fascinated her, and she devoured him like an ice cream cone. She did what came naturally to her. His moans and grunts only encouraged her more; she didn’t think she would ever get enough of this man. She was getting so turned on by the act of giving him pleasure, she had to clench her legs together. She knew if she could get the right friction, she would blow.
Dalton needed to put an end to this. He was so close to blowing, ashamed he was having such a hard time holding out. Emma took his breath away. No woman had ever worshiped him the way she was, and it was causing him to lose a bit of control. Emma’s thighs were wet and the way she was moving, he could tell that she was trying to get her own satisfaction. It fueled his desire to new heights. He wanted to be the person who gave her that release. He decided it was time to get himself and what they were doing under control.
“Baby spread those legs, I want to see your cream running down your thighs for me and suck my cock, Baby. Playtime is over.” Dalton didn’t give her much choice, gently taking her chin in his hand, removing hers from his shaft only to replace it with his own. He guided his cock into her mouth.
“Oh, baby that feels so good, use your tongue, yeah, that’s right press it right in the notch. Now, Baby, I’m going to move, breathe through your nose.”
Dalton began to pump his cock slowly into her mouth, Emma loved it. She loved that he was directing her every action, guiding her, giving them both what they wanted. Wanting to make this man weak at the knees, just as he’d made her. Emma would do anything he asked to keep this feeling. His thrusts became erratic, all the while controlling the depth and speed for her comfort, never going too deep or pushing her too far.
“Baby, I’m going to cum and you’re going to take every bit, do you understand?” Dalton grunted.
Emma so wanted to taste his to essence in her mouth. Sucking harder until his girth expanded, Emma knew he was going to explode. When he reached his completion, he did so yelling out her name, making the moment even more special. Emma swallowed every bit of his cum. To her surprise and relief, she not only loved it, but craved more of it. The man was delicious in every way.
Emma licked away all the remains of his explosion while his cock continued to soften in her mouth. Laying her cheek on his thigh, she couldn’t believe how incredibly content she was just by pleasing him. Thinking their play was over, Emma started to get up.
“Baby, I didn’t tell you to move yet. Our time together has only started and now that you’ve taken the edge off, I think I can make things quite a bit more interesting for quite a while,” Dalton said grinning with a bit of humor in his tone.
When he scooped her up in his arms and threw her to the bed like she weighed less than a feather, Emma couldn’t help giggling. Landing with a bounce, Emma was a little shocked at the sudden change in mood. Dalton had always been so gentle with her before, he treated her like glass, expecting her to break at any moment, but not at this moment. She had to laugh; he looked kind of goofy standing at the end of the bed with a grin on his face like he couldn’t believe that he’d tossed her on the bed. It took only a moment for that look to turn steamy.
“I plan on making a feast out of you, like you made out of me baby.” Crawling onto the bed, Dalton stalked her like a predator, started kissing and rubbing Emma’s feet and then moving up her leg. She’d been on the precipice of an intense orgasm building up for what felt like hours already. If he blew on her heat core, she knew she would blow, she craved the eruption with everything in her. Dalton, it seemed, had other ideas.
Avoiding her mound altogether, he kissed and rubbed every other part, making is way up her body, Emma clinching in frustration. Emma almost sobbed when she thought he was going to take her diamond hard nipple into his mouth, but once again, he continued up. After paying special attention to where her neck met her shoulder, he made it to her lips. Before he kissed her, he stared into her eyes. Not sure what would happen next, Emma was surprised to feel the
sensation of a bit of pain mixed with intense pleasure when he pinched the turgid peaks of her breasts. What surprised her more was the explosion shortly after the pain. The orgasm took over her entire body, bright lights exploded behind her closed eye’s, she was lost in space and time.
“Look at me Baby.” Daltons command brought her back to reality. When Emma was able to focus once again, he said, “That’s one, how about we go for two?”
Not realizing he’d positioned himself at her entrance, he plunged to the hilt in one smooth move. Emma screamed with pleasure; detonation number two. Damn! She went from thinking she couldn’t take him to thinking she never wanted him to leave her body again. The stretch to accommodate him was a bit painful, but it only heightened her arousal. His words sent her over the edge.
“Oh, baby you feel so good, you’re so tight I can feel every pulse of your greedy little pussy. Now, I want to feel you strangle my cock with your tight little pussy again, time for number three.”
Emma never thought she would be a fan of dirty talk, but as with everything else Dalton did, she was swept away. He maneuvered his hips and increased his pace, hitting her g-spot with every plunge. It didn’t take long for number three to send Emma into the stratosphere. Emma was afraid he would go for number four and didn’t think her over sensitized body could take it, but Daltons movements had become less controlled and more urgent, signaling his coming eruption. The sensations he made her feel were bittersweet; she was rung out, but didn’t want the moment to end. She loved the feeling of him being inside of her. When he finally exploded, she realized number four had been completely possible.
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