Rainier

by Moxie North

  Quinn heard a low growl that was not human and she couldn’t hold back her smile. Then she stopped smiling and gasped as his tongue swiped against her hot center. Her back arched off the bed and she reached for his head.

  “Damn…”

  There was another growling sound and a soft nip on her thigh. “Like that do you?”

  “What do you think?” she asked a little exasperated.

  “I think when I growl against your clit your pussy gushes like it wants me to lick up the sweetness.”

  “What can I say? It has a mind of its own.”

  “You keeping making honey for me, I’ll keep eating your pussy. I think it’s an excellent trade.”

  Quinn had to agree. He was using his fingers to spread her wide as he licked and sucked her tender flesh. She couldn’t help but roll her hips towards him and grind her pussy into his face. It was like the first few drinks before you got drunk. All warmth and pleasure. She almost didn’t want to come because that would mean it was over.

  Rain’s tongue felt rough and somehow longer, her instincts told her that was because he was different. Her human side just accepted it as a hidden talent. Rain had slid a finger inside her and was now increasing his speed and pressure. He clearly had plans and she wasn’t about to start directing the show now.

  “Rain, that’s sooo good.”

  He didn’t respond, nor did he alter his course. All she had to do was gasp or moan and his next move was just what she wanted. It really was like he could crawl inside her mind. She also knew for some strange reason that he was in seventh heaven too.

  She could feel his pleasure coming off him in waves, an aggressive vibe of domination. It was all around her but it was clear to her that he was in control and focused on her.

  A tiny part of her thought she wasn’t participating enough. Was pushing his head further into her pussy helping? It was helping her that was for sure.

  She could feel the pressure building and she didn’t want to come without him inside her. His cock stretched her so perfectly; she wanted to be wrapped around him as she came.

  “Rain, I need you,” she moaned.

  “You have me.”

  “No, I mean you. Hurry,” she begged.

  Rain gave her clit a hard suck and slid up her body. She hadn’t noticed when his clothes had come off, but the light dark hair on his chest tickled up her stomach to her breasts. She couldn’t remember ever being a fan of body hair, but Rain’s body was solid muscle.

  He wasn’t bulky, just solid and trim. His biceps were big and firm when she wrapped her hands around them. His stomach was flat with abs that rippled down to his cock.

  Rain placed a hard hot kiss on her neck, sucking the skin into his mouth. “Damn, I want to bite you,” he growled.

  “I didn’t know you were into that kind of thing,” she said, nipping at his shoulder.

  “No, it’s different for my kind. It’s part of the bonding of mates and I was going to wait a while to tell you about it. I didn’t want to freak you out. But as shifters, we bite our mates to mark them and share our blood. I’m not saying I would do that to you without permission. I just wanted you to know that I’m holding back for both our sake.”

  “Time out. You mean like draw blood?” Quinn saw his eyes start to glow at the word. “Shit.”

  “I would never ever make that choice for you. We have all the time in the world to figure that out. But I really like neck stuff, and I don’t know if I can give you that right now.”

  “I think every girl likes neck stuff. But I don’t think it’s fair that you can bite me and I can’t bite you. That’s some bullshit right there.”

  Rain gave her a confused look. “Humans don’t need to bond that way. Besides, your flat little teeth couldn’t hurt me.”

  “Oh, and yours can?”

  She watched Rain’s eyes start to change shape, get wider and larger. Then he opened his mouth to smile at her with a perfect set of white teeth that now had much larger canines that looked sharp.

  “Fuck me,” she whispered.

  “I’m trying to, but you wanted to have a discussion.”

  “Fine, but for the record, me getting scarred up and you getting to just walk away unscathed is sucky.”

  “Your complaint has been recorded. Now, can we get on with this?” He looked a little frustrated but mostly amused.

  “Oh yeah, sure.” It wasn’t like talking to him cooled her jets at all. Those teeth on him were sexy as hell and it made her pussy clench thinking about those sharp points dragging over her skin. Great, now she was a perv. “We’ll get back to the biting thing later.”

  Rain didn’t say anything as he fitted himself against her and slid into her heat. She closed her eyes for a moment to luxuriate in the feeling. She opened her eyes and saw his were closed. He looked happy. Then as she was appreciating how handsome he was, his eyes popped open in shock.

  “Shit, babe, I need a condom,” he said as he started to pull out.

  Quinn wrapped her legs around his thighs and pulled him back tight to her body. “Stay.”

  “Quinn, you’re not ready for this. Hell, I might not be. It’s too fucking good to have your pussy squeezing my dick. You’re so hot and soft, I’m barely holding on.”

  “You feel good. We’ll deal with it later. I’m clean if that’s what you’re worried about. I get tested.”

  “Babe, totally not concerned with that shit. But if you let me fuck you and fill you with my cum, I may start talking you into letting me bite you. You’ll smell like me to other shifters. I will be marking you from the inside and it will be as big a flag as a bite mark on your skin.”

  “Hmm, you want to fill me with your cum? You so sure you’re up to the challenge?” She shouldn’t tease him because she had no idea what that would feel like. She always practiced safe sex like she was going to be graded on it. Before this moment she would have said that it didn’t feel any different using a condom versus not.

  She was totally wrong. It felt so freaking good that she didn’t want there to be anything between them ever again.

  “Quinn, I’ve dreamed about filling your pussy. I want to fuck you after I come to make sure you are full of me. I want you to sleep with me inside you and my bear wants nothing more than for you to get pregnant.”

  “I’m on the pill, so that isn’t a problem. Don’t stop now, Rain. I won’t regret this, I promise.” Quinn sealed her promise with a squeeze of her pussy around his cock.

  Rain dropped his head to hers and groaned. “Vixen,” he hissed.

  “If it makes you move, you can call me whatever you want.”

  Rain gave her a hard look before he tipped his hips back into her. “How do you want me to move? Slow?” He started to drag out of her and she grabbed on to his ass to keep him from pulling out of her completely.

  “You’re mean.”

  “Mean because I love the way your slick pussy tries to hold on and not let me go? Or mean because I might just have more patience than you?” Rain moved back into her at the same agonizing pace.

  “Fucker,” she said, slapping at his ass.

  “Stop, I might like that. Who knows?”

  “We’ll try that later. Right now I need you to stop screwing around and make me come.” It was a little pushy and demanding but his slow pace was torture to the swollen flesh that was pulsing with her heartbeat.

  “Anything you say, Goddess.”

  “Oh, I like that. Call me Goddess whenever we’re in bed,” she said as she rocked her hips up to meet his.

  “Fuck you’re tight, baby.” Rain was fighting to keep his eyes open as he thrust in and out of her. He was still going way too slow for her taste.

  “Or you’re just huge,” she admitted.

  “Well, no man hates hearing that.”

  “Rainier Rochon, I will shout from the rooftops how big your cock is. Just make me come.”

  Rain’s hand slid between them and he found her clit and rolled it between his thumb
and finger. “Like this?”

  “That’s a start,” she whimpered.

  Quinn couldn’t remember ever talking this much during sex. Then again, this wasn’t just sex and she’d be a fool to call it that. It was more, she cared about Rain. She felt more connected to him with every moment they spent together.

  She ran her hands up along his strongly muscled back and dragged her nails across his shoulder blades when he hit a particularly sweet spot.

  Deciding that his fascination with her neck might translate to something he’d like, she leaned up until her mouth reached the corded tendons of his neck. Kissing him there, she scored his skin with her teeth and felt a rumble go through his body that wasn’t human. She kept up her kissing and nibbling.

  It was working as Rain had picked up his pace and was no longer trying to prolong the experience. His cock was slamming into her and it was hard and hot. Quinn brought her legs up around his waist and locked her ankles behind his back.

  Rain’s hand was still between them and was providing the perfect pressure on her clit that had her spiraling towards that release she’d been asking for.

  “Rain,” she warned as she started to feel her body tense and her pussy gushed hot and slick around him.

  “Come for me, Quinn,” he ordered.

  Quinn was happy to comply as her vision went blurry and she closed her eyes to see the sparks of color crackle behind her eyelids. There was a pain in her muscles as they locked, then the sweet splash of pleasure coated that pain with pure bliss. She wasn’t sure if she screamed, called his name, or just gasped. All she could hear was the sound of her own blood rushing through her body.

  Rain didn’t stop moving and Quinn’s climax rolled over and over through her body. It didn’t seem to end and she didn’t want it to.

  There was a moment that Rain moved off her clit and it was the exact moment she would have shoved his hand away. That was if she could move her hands. Somehow they had fallen over her head and were now lying limply on her pillow.

  Rain had latched onto her nipple and gave it a hard suck before he pulled her thigh back up over his hip and started fucking her into next week. Quinn managed to rock against him with every thrust and she squeezed against his thick length seeing if she could get a freebie out of his orgasm.

  “Got one more for me?” he asked through clenched teeth. He was close and she wasn’t going to make him hold back any longer. Leaning up to his ear, she whispered. “I want your cum, Rain.”

  Rain let out a roar, his eyes closed and his head tilted back. Quinn felt the hot spurt of cum coat her on the inside. She was surprised she could feel it and liked that it mixed with her juices, soothing her flesh. Rain was jerking above her, all the muscles in his body seemed rock hard as his cock pumped inside her.

  When he finally took a breath, his eyes opened, scanning over her face. “I love watching you come, baby. You’re a fucking masterpiece.”

  “I’m going to have to take your word for it,” she murmured.

  “Good, I’m always right,” he said as he rolled his hips and she gasped.

  It felt good but she was burnt out. Still, it was like an itch she was afraid to scratch.

  “I told you I wouldn’t be done when we finished. I want my cum so deep inside you, it’s there forever. You’re mine, Quinn. Your pussy is mine, your heart is mine, and I don’t care if I sound like a caveman.”

  Quinn couldn’t even muster up a speech. She was his. She didn’t want anyone but him in her pussy and as for her heart; that was most certainly moving into his possession.

  “You’re making me break all my rules, Rain Rochon.”

  “You make your rules, right? So you can’t break them if you change your mind. You are in control.”

  She pushed back the hair that had fallen over his forehead, “You make it sound so easy.”

  “Not easy, just not difficult. Follow your heart, baby. That’s all I ask.”

  “Are you really so sure that I’m going to fall in love with you?”

  “Aren’t you a little already?”

  Quinn wasn’t ready to say yes, but Rain read her eyes and smiled. He kissed her and rolled them onto their sides. He was still inside her as she fell asleep, safe and satiated in his arms.

  Chapter 36

  Quinn twirled the straw that was sticking out of the lid on her mocha. Rain had spent the night in her room and she had woken to another orgasm courtesy of Mr. Rochon. She was starting to get greedy for them. He didn’t even stick around for her to repay the gesture. He just kissed her, told her she was beautiful and that he loved her, and then left.

  His excuse was showering and packing for the weekend. Quinn was tasked with moving her work shifts off to someone else. Thankfully that wasn’t that hard since she had basically threatened to quit if her coworkers didn’t help her out. She was the one who picked up the slack for them and covered for them when they were too hung-over to come in.

  She had a mid-day class and she was supposed to meet up with The Sisterhood. She really didn’t want to go, but not showing up might seem like he wasn’t letting her go. All these stupid rules, which she didn’t even agree to, had been controlling her and she didn’t even realize. True, they were good rules that kept her safe, but she wasn’t so sure about what they were keeping her safe from anymore.

  Rain made a lot of sense when he said that she could change the rules. What if she threw them out the window and lived her life by what worked for her? It didn’t have to be right for every woman, just for her.

  It was a revelation to her that she had choice. Her life had been directed by rules that someone else had decided on long before she was around. She could still be a strong, independent woman and have a man in her life.

  Checking her phone, she saw no new messages from her mom. She was hoping that in the light of day that her mom would realize that she had overreacted and would at least send her a text. But her silence hurt. It wasn’t even her dislike of Rain, it was the fact that she flat out said she didn’t believe in Quinn’s ability to make decisions for herself.

  Every decision she had made in the last three years was weighed against her mother’s approval. But when she had decided to stray from the path for the first time her mother had decided that she was no longer allowed to guide her own future?

  That was some bullshit right there. She was an adult, and no one was going to tell her that she couldn’t be with Rain.

  Grabbing her coffee, Quinn marched towards her meeting. The bag of clothes she had packed for the weekend was sitting by her bed in her room. At first she had tried to pack the most non-descript clothes she had, and then thought about how that wasn’t her. If this was her first meeting with Rain’s family, she didn’t want to be setting herself up to always have to put that persona on around them.

  With that thought in the back of her mind, Quinn had dumped out the bag and re-packed it with her regular clothes. She was wearing a paisley stretch skirt that hit her knees and a pair of capri length black leggings. Her black Doc Martins were unlaced, making her feet scuff when she walked. She had grabbed a purple tank and thrown on a black sweatshirt that said Feminist Killjoy that she’d cut the neck out of. It fell off of her shoulders as she walked and she wrapped her arms around her waist against the chill of the afternoon

  Walking into the meeting room, she saw that she wasn’t the first one there. Other women from her group were on the couches and a few were seated on the floor chatting. She spotted Krissy and fell onto an empty spot on the couch next to her.

  “How they hangin’, chicklet?”

  “Good, I guess. How are you doing?” Krissy had turned towards her and reached out for her hands.

  Confused, Quinn said, “Fine. Thanks for asking.”

  “You know I’m always here for you, right?”

  What the heck was happening? She looked around the room and saw more than a few pairs of eyes trained on her.

  “Is there something going on that I don’t know about? Why i
s everyone staring at me?”

  “Emma Martin told Layla Downing that her roommate saw you and that guy yelling at some other woman last night outside your dorm. Emma said it was probably a hooker that you caught him with. I told her that was stupid and she shouldn’t start rumors, but well… that’s why they’re all staring. They think he’s already cheating on you.”

  “For fuck’s sake!” Quinn exploded.

  Krissy pulled away in shock and Quinn immediately felt bad for lashing out. “Sorry, sweetie, not you.”

  Standing up, she addressed the room. “Just so you all know, I have a perfectly reasonable explanation for what happened last night. But guess what? I don’t owe any of you a fucking thing! Who I date, why I date them, and how I date them is my own goddamned business. I don’t want, or need, your approval. Sitting around and gossiping about it is childish and pretty shitty.”

  Quinn was seething. She had been through an entire week of constantly defending herself and it was getting really old. Some of them had the decency to at least looked embarrassed about getting caught gossiping. Then Sara stood up. Of course it was Sara.

  “Quinn,” she started, overemphasizing her name. “Members discussing a situation that might be detrimental to the group could hardly be called gossiping.”

  “I’m sorry, did you say ‘detrimental to the group?’ How the hell is who I fuck detrimental to you?”

  Sara rolled her eyes. “There is no need to be crass.”

  “I beg to differ. There is a very good reason to be crass. You’re being a petty bitch!”

  “That isn’t approved language in the group and you know that,” Sara said, her face starting to turn a blotchy shade of red.

  “Let me guess, someone put into the bylaws not to be able to call someone a bitch if they were acting like it? That took some forethought. I like this group, I like being part of something that’s bigger than I am, and most of the time we do good things. But we have somehow forgotten how to be kind to one another while we are so busy defending those that aren’t us. Shouldn’t our helpful nature start in this group?”