Secrets We Keep

by Mandy M. Roth

  He chuckled into her pussy, the sound vibrating through her, causing more cream to flood her now soaked core. Dane varied licks and sucks, making Trisha’s hips jerk. She couldn’t stop herself when she began to grind against his face. His gaze met hers. It was erotic, so perfect watching him eat her cunt out that she lost the battle to regain control of her emotions. Instantly, her body began to quiver as mini-waves of pleasure moved through her. Dane inserted another finger and began fucking her wildly with them. His tongue flickered over her clit in a pattern that made her cry out and grab hold of his head even tighter.

  “Stop…I’m going to come…please stop,” she panted.

  He didn’t stop. Instead, Dane increased everything and dug his free hand into the flesh of her ass. Trisha hit her zenith head-on. “Dane!”

  Chapter Six

  Dane continued to suck on Trish’s clit as she came. The syrupy taste of her swollen bud was too alluring for him to resist. Never before had a woman tasted this good, smelled this sweet, or made him this hard. One taste of Trish made him forget about lycan law. Tonight he would claim her come hell or high water, forever binding them together. Trish would hate him when she found out what he was. How could she not? But the need to take her as his mate was all consuming.

  Pulling his slick fingers from her pussy, Dane licked them before sliding back down to her slit. Lapping up every last drop of her sticky, sweet cream left him needing to bury his cock to the hilt in her. It coated his throat and the bliss of having what he’d always wanted consumed him. “You taste like honey, all sticky and sweet.”

  He rose to his feet, expecting to see Trish looking shocked. He found her staring up at him dreamily with a slight smile across her face. She took hold of his shirt and began to work it over his head. The feel of her tiny hands on his bare abs made him growl. Her fingers lingered over each swell and he could hear her blood beating faster. Knowing she wanted him too, only made his mission stronger. But she was so small, so petite that he wasn’t sure she could take all of him. He’d spread her as far as he could get her to go with just two fingers and his cock was a hell of a lot bigger than that. The idea of hurting Trish made him attempt to pull away.

  Dane froze when Trish grabbed hold of his belt loop and tried to yank him forward. When she spoke, all his resolve vanished. “You’re right, Dane. I do want you. And I do love you. I was afraid to tell you. I don’t want to lose you. You’re the reason I keep going.”

  Her rose-colored lips called to him. The need to kiss her was always there, only now he gave in to it. Moving his head down, Dane kissed around the edges of her sweet mouth, wanting to savor every second with her. Trish tried to slide her tongue past his lips, but the thrill of teasing her, even for just a bit, was too great. Kissing a path to her ear, he growled slightly as he kissed the outer edges of it. He slid his tongue over the tiny row of silver hoops she had in her ear. Instantly, the silver made his tongue hot, coming close to burning it. Though he hated to stop the little game, the beast he carried within made him susceptible to silver.

  He jerked when he felt Trish’s hand slide down the front of his pants. Forgetting his need to tease her, Dane went back to her mouth and slid his tongue in as she worked his cock free of his jeans. Her delicate touch, her natural exotic scent still coating his tongue and her hazel eyes staring back at him caused his distended flesh to pull taut. Filling her with his essence, his come, was the only option available to him. He’d give Trish what he’d never given another woman, his heart and his seed.

  Trish gasped into his open mouth as she ran her tender little hands over his hot flesh. She played with the tip of his dick and he knew that pre-come seeped from him. The feel of her thumb skating over the head, smearing his own juices over him felt divine.

  “I need you inside me, Dane. I need you to fuck me.”

  His pants weren’t all the way down yet so he fought like hell to kick his boots off to get to her. Once freed, he moved forward, pressing the head of his cock against her soaked, hot entrance. She was tight. He’d never fit. The aftereffects from eating her out left her slit quivering, driving Dane closer to the edge of losing his control. The preternatural urge to mark her smooth skin crept up on him. Dane trembled as he loosened his grip on her, needing to put distance between them before he did something he shouldn’t—bite her.

  As Dane moved to pull back, Trish’s hips surged forward, sending his cock into her excruciatingly tight vagina. Screams broke free from Trish and his heart raced, he knew he was too big for her. “Oh God, Trish, baby. I’m sorry!”

  Trish grabbed hold of his shoulders and hoisted herself up, wrapping her legs around his waist, completely sheathing his dick within her heavenly body. Afraid of hurting her more, Dane stood perfectly still. It was Trish who moved first, kissing him passionately as she rode him hard and fast. Her cunt gripping him, fastening him to her with a seal he never wanted broken.

  “Mmm, Dane, please…please fuck me.”

  “I don’t want to hurt you, baby.”

  Her gaze met his and his heart hammered in his chest. She looked like a vixen, a goddess who was taking what she wanted and he needed her to want him as much as he wanted her.

  “Fuck me.”

  Unable to resist, Dane thrust his hips as Trish continued to ride him. The viselike grip her pussy had on him made it hard to move without coming but he held strong. He’d never suspected his little Trish was so wild, so passionate and the idea of her sharing this side of herself with all the losers she had dated infuriated him. She was his woman and he’d kill anyone who tried to come between them.

  The beast within roared to life and Dane didn’t bother to fight it down. “Tell me the truth, babe. Do you love me? Or was it all lies?”

  “Dane?”

  Doing his best to control the beast long enough to hear her answer, Dane scolded her, “Answer the question!”

  “Yes, Dane. I love you. You’re the only man I’ve ever loved.”

  Pumping his cock into her harder, he reached up and pulled on her hair, causing her head to tip back. The scent of their sex and the glistening sheen of the thin layer of sweat on her body made it even harder to keep his orgasm at bay. “Trisha, will you have me forever? Walk by my side. Carry my seed within you and trust that I’ll always protect you?”

  “Dane?” she asked, staring up at him through dark blonde lashes. She must have seen the determination in his eyes because she didn’t wait for his response. “I’d walk through the fires of hell for you, Dane…yes, I’ll have you.”

  Her core clenched his shaft tight, milking it as her legs quivered around his waist. The sweet smell of her orgasm let the beast out. Instantly, his teeth lengthened. He growled madly as he bit down on her shoulder, rooting his cock deep inside her and shooting jets of come into her receptive womb. He knew Trish couldn’t take birth control, that it made her sick and that she was staunch, and sensibly so, about men wearing condoms—even though she’d never once suggested he wear one. He also knew that she was his mate and the combination meant they’d create a child easily.

  Chapter Seven

  Trish cried out as Dane bit her. The white-hot pain was dulled by the simultaneous feel of him filling her with hot waves of his seed. Everything in her told her to pull off, to not take all of his come but she didn’t. She’d dreamt of the moment Dane would take her, tell her that she was his, breaking down the barriers, and it had finally arrived. She’d never dreamed he was a biter though. Vaguely, Trish became aware of Dane placing the tiniest of kisses on her shoulder. The pain was gone, almost as if it had never truly been there.

  “I swear I normally last a hell of a lot longer than that, baby,” he whispered in her ear.

  Trisha clung to him, pulling at his shoulders to keep him close. “If you’d have lasted any longer, I would never have made it. I’d have passed right out.”

  He chuckled softly and kissed her neck. She twisted, trying to stop from giggling and realized that Dane’s cock was still hard. Pull
ing his face up to meet hers, she narrowed her eyes on him. “I felt you come, didn’t I?”

  The twinkle in his blue eyes made her body tighten. How many years had she waited for this moment? How many nights had she spent touching herself and cramming a dildo in her pussy while thinking of Dane? Too many to count.

  “Oh, I came, baby, and I’m going to come again very soon. I hope you’re not too sore because there is so much more I want to do to you. But first…”

  But first? Oh, God he’s going to give me the “we can be fuck buddies” speech.

  Trisha’s gut clenched and heat rose to her face. “It’s okay. I know I’m not your type and I appreciate you doing this for me. I don’t really think tempting fate twice is wise. I need a shower and then I’m going to bed. You should get home too.”

  Something akin to anger passed over Dane’s face. His jaw tightened, and his eyes hardened. “I’m not fucking going anywhere tomorrow and neither are you. There is no one but you in my life now, Trish, and there’d damn well better not be anyone but me in yours. You told me you loved me, said you’d walk by my side and carry my seed. And I told you exactly how I feel about you.”

  “Did you?” she asked, knowing that he hadn’t said how he felt but rather what he wanted to do to her. “Besides, we both know that things are said during the throes of passion that aren’t meant. You don’t really want me.”

  “They’re not meant?” Dane carried her backwards and pressed her against the wall. “Feel that,” he said, thrusting his cock deeper into her. “Does that feel like I don’t want you? You make my dick so fucking hard that I’m not sure if it will ever go down. I’ve shot you full of so much come that I should be sated for weeks. I’m not, Trish. I want more—I want all of you.” Anger rippled through his throat. “The animal within me will not stand for its mate rejecting him and neither will I.”

  Trish held tight to his shoulders as he pumped his shaft in and out of her. His arms tightened and his face reddened yet the fierce, deep fuck he was giving her continued. “Animal inside you? Dane, honey…are you…okay?”

  Dane growled and when Trish looked into his eyes she found them swirling. Unsure of what was going on, she grabbed the sides of his face, making him focus on her. Out of the corners of her eyes, Trish saw dark fur all over Dane’s arms. She tried to scream but his mouth clamped down on hers. Fighting to get her body free from his impaling cock, she pushed hard on his chest but it had no effect on him at all. She’d never feared Dane before but this wasn’t the Dane she knew. Her body betrayed her, clenching tightly around his cock as she peaked yet again.

  As the daze of the orgasm cleared, she became aware of Dane’s chest pressed tight to her while he continued to fuck her. Normally smooth, hard and hairless, it was now covered in a thin coating of hair. Instincts kicked in and Trish raked her nails down the side of his cheek. Instantly, Dane released her, pulling his cock from her, leaving her feeling empty but able to flee. And flee she did. Trish bolted through the bathroom door and ran hard and fast for her bedroom. Slamming the door shut, she flipped the lock and ran towards the phone.

  Chapter Eight

  Dane stood rooted in place for a moment trying to make sense of what had happened. One minute he was fucking the woman of his dreams, his mate, and the next she was clawing at him smelling of so much fear that it nearly broke his heart. Glancing down, he realized that he’d done a partial shift into a wolf. His arms and chest where covered in fur and his fingernails were unnaturally sharp. For a moment he couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. This wasn’t the way he wanted to reveal his secret to Trish.

  Fearing he’d ruined his chances with her, he sniffed the air and caught her scent. Never before had he been so determined to reach someone. His supernatural hearing picked up on the sound of Trish attempting to call someone. He also heard her strangled tears and the fear in her voice.

  “Not my Dane. No…God no, that wasn’t him,” she whispered so softly that a normal human wouldn’t hear.

  He turned the knob to her bedroom door and found it was locked. It shouldn’t have surprised him but it did. She had never shut him out before. If she only knew what it meant to be a lycan’s mate she wouldn’t be afraid. He’d never hurt her or allow harm to come to her or their children.

  Children?

  He caught it then—the change in Trish’s scent. When had that happened? She smelled sweet and wonderful, but now she smelled of him as well, more than just the result of sex. No, his scent had merged into hers and that could only mean one thing—his seed had found its target and impregnated his mate. Joy spread through him, only to be doused with a heavy dose of reality. His wife, the mother of his child, was terrified of him. That was unacceptable and if it took scaring her a little more to make her see that he loved her and she him, then so be it. Slamming into the door, he broke through it with ease.

  The sight of Trish huddled on the floor near her bedside table broke his heart. She held the phone in one hand as though she’d forgotten how to use it and tears ran wildly down her cheeks.

  “Babe, I didn’t want you to find out this way.”

  She jolted upright and clutched the phone tight as she shook. He expected her to scream, run, anything but what she did next took him by surprise. “That’s why you disappear once a month, isn’t it? It’s why you turned me down when I tried to ask you out long ago. You said we were ‘a breed apart’ and you meant it. You’re not human, are you?”

  “I’m human, babe, just with some extra qualities as well.”

  A nervous laugh escaped her. “Yeah, like sprouting fur and swirling eyes.” Her attention went to the phone in her hand. “I couldn’t do it…I couldn’t call the police. It doesn’t matter how much you scared me, I couldn’t lose you, Dane. Why is that? Why can’t I make myself hate you?”

  Dane exhaled, unaware that he’d been holding his breath at all. “Because you love me and you know that I love you.”

  Her round hazel eyes stared up at him and her lip quivered. “You love me?”

  Closing the distance between them, Dane bent down slowly, afraid he’d send Trish over the edge by being too close. She shocked the hell out of him when she reached out and touched his cheek. When she pulled her hand away, he noticed the blood on her fingers.

  “Dane, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was scared. I didn’t mean to do this to you.”

  He hadn’t even realized she’d drawn blood. Knowing that she was safe and wouldn’t leave him was all that had mattered. “Baby, I never meant to break the news to you that way. Hundreds of times over the last seven years I’ve tried to think of ways to tell you what I am but I couldn’t. The risk of losing you was too great.”

  Trish put her hand out to him and he helped her to her feet. She turned and began to climb onto the bed, keeping her hand in his. “Come on, I think I need to be held. Promise not to eat me.” As she said it, her free hand went to the spot where he’d bitten her. Her breath hitched as she looked back at him. “This is what you meant by claiming me, isn’t it?”

  He nodded and moved closer, wrapping his arms around her tiny body. The soft swell of her ass cheeks made his dick harden. Trying to avoid the temptation, Dane held her tight and kissed the top of her head. “Yes, baby. That’s what I meant by claiming you. You bear my mark, my scent and…” He couldn’t bring himself to tell her the entire truth.

  “And what, Dane?”

  “And according to lycan law…err…werewolf policy for lack of a better description, you’re my mate now—my wife.”

  Trish stiffened and he fully expected her to make another run for it.

  “We need to make it official according to human law as well,” she said sternly. “I’ll not have our baby born without your name behind mine.”

  “How do you know that you’re…?” he asked, too shocked to form a complete sentence.

  Trish wiggled her ass against his hard shaft and laughed softly. “I don’t know. I felt different the minute you came in me and then I just k
new. I knew a piece of you was in me.”

  “Does that scare you?” He was careful to keep his voice neutral.

  “No. I love you. I’m just getting all of you now. Even the pieces you keep hidden from the world.”

  She wiggled her ass again and Dane gave into the need to fuck her again. Pushing on her shoulders, he eased her over, leaving her standing with her ass in the air. Licking his fingers, he slid them into Trish’s wet pussy, coating them until he knew they were extra slick. He withdrew them and rimmed the tight rosette of her ass. Trish bucked as he inserted one finger into her. Two pops later and several sharp gasps from Trish, he was finger-fucking her ass.

  Dane tried to insert his cock into her cunt but Trish was too short. Growling, he took hold of her hips and lifted her onto the bed. He climbed up behind her as she steadied herself on her hands and knees. He didn’t wait for her permission. He surged forward, cramming his dick into her tight pussy and his finger into her ass.

  “Oh God, Dane. Uhh…so full, umm, there, yes there.”

  With his shaft thoroughly coated with her cream, he withdrew and pressed the tip against her anus. She tightened. He leaned his body over hers and kissed her neck softly. “I’d never do anything to hurt you.”

  “I know.”

  He inserted the tip of his dick into her core. She screamed out below him and he gave her time to adjust to having something the size of his cock in her ass. The minute Trish began to slide back against him, taking his shaft further into her, he knew she was ready to accept him.

  A feral smile passed over his face as he looked at his cock buried in his wife’s ass. “Mmm, baby, I’m about to take you to a whole new place. Are you ready to be good and thoroughly fucked by me?”

  “No,” Trish whispered, causing him to stop in mid-motion. “But I am willing to be good and thoroughly loved by you, Dane.”