“Your brothers will keep an eye out, why don’t you relax for a minute?” Her hand was still over his on the phone.
He looked into her eyes, the steel gray color captivating. He looked closely, at the way her slender nostrils flared, how the color rose into her high cheekbones. Her face was shaped like a heart, her chin small. She was beautiful. Was she aroused? He felt confusion, not sure of how to proceed. He didn’t have to give her sex, that was part of their contract, sex was not necessary. But did she want him?
Chapter Five
Jacqui
Jacqui stared into Cade’s black eyes, the eyes she found almost disconcerting because they seemed to lack a pupil. She didn’t know such eyes existed but she knew they were real, all three of the brother’s had black eyes, all of them except the one that was adopted. She saw the tan skin of his face flush a red color as she stared at him.
His nose, fine but strong, not too large and not too small, flared now as her eyes dropped to the full dark lips above a strong chin. His cheekbones, sharp and pronounced, colored pink as a flush crept up his face. His forehead was broad but not too tall. In all, a handsome face with strong features that she longed to touch, to trace with her fingertips. But he was gay and wouldn’t want her touch. Not a lover’s touch anyway. Maybe they could be friends?
“Do you want to stay with me until Kane and Jadrian come back?” Jadrian was the adopted brother, Jacob the middle son, Kane the baby. She knew he’d be worried about them.
“That might be nice. But it could be a while, there’s a lot of land to cover.” He seemed to calm down with her words, the flush creeping out of his face as she settled back into her pillows.
It was nice to finally spend some time with him as a human being and not the husband she didn’t know. What she knew about him came from a file, that was all. It would be nice to talk to him.
“I’m not going anywhere. I have so little to do I’m afraid I’m monopolizing your niece.” She gave a soft smile as she spoke, a smile that showed how stressful it had been to have nothing to do.
“Maybe I could find something for you to do around here?” He hadn’t meant to sound suggestive but the words came out that way. He looked away before she responded.
“That would be nice. I don’t know what I could do but I learn quickly.” She felt awkward admitting she had no formal skills.
“We’ll find something.” He looked around the room, searching for something else to say.
“Do you want to watch a movie?” She felt the need to fill the silence but had no idea how to fill it. She didn’t want to pry but she wanted to learn about him. His movie choice would tell her something about him anyway.
“Sure, what do you have?” He looked so uncertain she almost smiled. Big bad Cade looking like a little boy, it was too sweet.
“I have anything you want to watch. What would you like?” She got out her mobile and swiped at an icon. She looked up at him, waiting.
He told her a title and she searched the app. Finding it she saw the film was a historical movie about the Civil War. Interesting, a history buff.
“Found it, let me just turn the television on.” Using the app she connected it with her television and started the film. A romantic history film. Oh my.
They settled into the bed together, Jacqui handing over several pillows before shifting to the other side of the king-sized bed. She felt tense, sitting next to him and slid down to a more comfortable position as the movie wound on. A three-hour movie meant a lot of position shifting. She didn’t realize she was falling asleep as she watched the film, didn’t realize that she’d rolled over to his warmth and thrown her leg over his hips until she jerked awake. How did that happen? She was awake one minute and waking up the next!
When she realized how she was sprawled across him she stiffened. Shit!
“I’m so sorry, I don’t know what happened.” She pushed against him, trying to roll away but he stopped her.
She heard, and felt, a low rumble, in his chest and realized he was chuckling. Was he laughing at her?
“It’s alright, Jacqui, it’s nice actually. Stay put.” His hand pushed between her shoulder blades gently, lowering her back down to his chest. Her head fit perfectly below the top of his shoulder and she realized she’d never felt so comfortable in all her life. With a sigh she let the tension in her body go, and settled in.
She refocused on the movie and realized she had no idea what was going on now but tried to figure out what she’d missed. When Cade’s hand went to her hair and started to twirl strands around his finger she tried not to let it show that she liked his touch. When his fingers went into her hair and started to massage the base of her neck she couldn’t pretend anymore.
A soft moan passed her lips as she felt him hit a painful spot. The pain soon left as his finger dug at the area, releasing the tension built up there. She heard a low sound in his chest and wondered what it meant.
As his fingers worked along her neck, down to the bare spot her gown left, tracing her spine, she shifted, trying to give him better access to her body. She moved her hand, rubbing down his stomach and across his hips. She felt something there, a hardness that she’d never felt before but could identify. He was aroused!
She sat up, looked at him in question. His face was impassive but she could tell he had his teeth clenched. She looked down his body until she could see the outline of his arousal in the soft pants he wore. Oh my.
She looked back up at him, totally confused.
“But I thought you were gay?” She couldn’t pull the words back in after she spoke them.
He sat up, looking at her like she was crazy.
“What?” He sounded like a few expletives went at the end of that question.
“Evelyn told me most of the candidates were gay. You like knitting…” She trailed off; trying to remember what else had made her think he was gay. “You didn’t want sex.”
“I’m not gay, I promise you that.” His words came out in a deep tone, the sound soothing to her nerves. He didn’t sound angry just, well, amused.
“But, I don’t understand.” She looked down at her hands, not wanting him to see her self-doubt. How had she gotten it so wrong?
“I wanted a wife to keep my family quiet, they kept asking when I’m going to find a wife. I don’t plan on fathering children of my own, I’ll adopt but I don’t want children of my own. I also don’t like emotional entanglements. I just wanted a nice, platonic wife who would shut my family up.”
“Oh.” His words had been brutally honest and stole the words from her head. That explained a lot though.
“You’re starting to change that, though.” He pushed his hand back into her hair and turned her face to his. “If that’s alright with you, that is.”
“I…” but she didn’t get to finish because he kissed her deeply, taking her lips with his. She moaned into his mouth, inhaling him as his tongue darted out to tease her bottom lip, asking her to open her mouth to his.
He rolled her over so she was on her back, his weight pleasant as his leg went between hers and his hands went to her flat stomach. She was beautiful in her white lace gown, and he looked down at her with an orange fire in his eyes. Why had she never noticed those colors before?
“You are perfection.” His words took her breath away just before his lips found hers once more.
Her arms wound around his neck, holding him close as their bodies fused together. Her heat blended with his where their bodies touched, and she felt a burning need flame into a roaring inferno of desire. She tried to speak his name but he didn’t stop kissing her for a long moment. She decided to explore him instead, now that she knew he wasn’t gay. It was a relief, one she’d laugh about at some point, but for now, she just wanted to touch him.
She pulled the black t-shirt over his head, revealing his broad bare chest, a chest with a tattoo high on his left shoulder. She couldn’t make out the pattern in the light from the television so she contented herself with e
xploring him with her hands. She ran her hands over his well-toned chest, slowly exploring the hard ridges of his pectorals and down his flat abdomen before moving back up. He moved over her, kissing her again, her lips tender now but welcoming as his tongue explored her hot wet heat.
Jacqui allowed her legs to fall open, cradling him. She’d never felt someone so intimately close to her and reveled in the sensation of his hard length pressing into her soft core. Her gown had ridden up over her hips, exposing herself to him but he didn’t look, he was too captivated with her mouth still.
She opened her eyes, pulling away from him slightly. There was a question she wanted to ask but was afraid the asking would break the spell in case he answered negatively. She wanted to know if they were going to make love but decided it was best to just let nature take its course. She shook her head and smiled away his own questioning look. She pressed her lips to his and let her walls melt away completely for the first time.
She felt heat running up her spine, making her hot and shivery, and she couldn’t stop herself from moving. He’d barely even touched her and she was on fire! Taking a shaky breath, she pulled her head away and tasted the skin just below his ear, her lips brushing lightly before she darted her tongue out for her first taste. She tasted his cologne and beneath it his scent, the wintery-woodsy smell now hot and spicy.
“Mm, you taste nice.” She let her head fall back, wondering what he’d do now. Would he leave her or would he dare to take it further? She hoped he’d take it further.
“Let me taste you then. I bet you taste of cherries and cinnamon. Sweet and tangy, spicy and exotic.” He brushed his nose along her neck, down the neckline of her gown, and back up the other side. His fingers trailed along, his lips grazing her flesh, making her shiver once more.
“Oh.” She gasped the word, all but breathless as his hot breath danced over her neck, to the same spot just below her right ear. She held her breath as she waited, wondering what his kiss would feel like there. The air exploded from her lungs when she felt the moist heat of his open mouth sucking at the spot. Her legs twitched, clasping around his hips.
“Cade.” She cried out his name, not sure why but knowing she didn’t want him to stop.
Not this time. She wanted it all. Men had tried to touch her before, to entice her into their arms but she’d always danced away, refusing their advances. Most of her clients didn’t bother her but a few had tried their hand with her. Now she wanted it all, the touches, the kisses. All of it.
This man was her husband, but more than that he was a fire she couldn’t resist. From the first moment she’d seen him, she’d been unable to get him out her mind. She pushed herself into him, up to his hardness, up to the soft pressure of his suctioning lips, up into the hand that had cupped her breast, kneading the soft peak in his overfilled palm. She could feel her nipple, hard and throbbing, pulsing beneath his grip, and longed for more. His tongue scraping against it, his fingers rolling it softly, then harder.
“Cade, please.” She wanted more. She wanted the pictures burning through her mind.
He answered her plea and shifted once again, down to the mound filling his hand. He moved the fabric away and met skin just as silky as her gown. Her skin was a pale color, often protected from the sun, and he licked his lips as she watched, his darkness against her paleness somehow erotic. When his lips found her nipple, sucking the rosy bud into his mouth, she stopped thinking, stopped worrying that he’d stop, and pressed herself into his mouth. She wrapped her legs tightly around his hips and pushed into him as pleasure rocked down to her core.
Her hands moved along his body, wanting only to urge him into action, into being inside of her. With sudden awareness, she knew he was exactly what she needed. She craved him, and pushed at his sleep pants, wanting them to disappear. She made a soft sound of frustration when the waistband moved but would not budge. They were too close together for the pants to do anything more than reveal the tight round globes of his ass. She clasped at the muscled flesh, pushing him into her as she ground against him.
“Cade.” She breathed his name again, her desperation on show.
She could feel the dampness she was producing, could feel the sudden pulsing of her inner muscles, and knew all she wanted was Cade plunging into her in that moment. She shifted, trying to remove his pants, and he followed her lead by moving away just long enough to kick the pants away. Before she could protest, he was back between her thighs, his fingers exploring her folds, seeking out the evidence of her desire.
He found her silky moisture, and plunged his fingers into her, two long tapered fingers diving into her most secret place. She thrust to meet the intrusion, delighted at the touch. She knew what sex was, she’d read about it, watched films, she’d just never done any of it. Now she had the one man she couldn’t resist between her thighs, making her ready for his invasion.
With a grunt of satisfaction, he moved over her, his hand guiding his hard length to her opening. She felt his length, hot and pulsing against her core and opened wider for him. With a sure movement, he stroked his way into her, going deep and fast into her virginal body. He looked confused for a moment and she gasped as she felt a tearing sensation. He stopped to look down at her, shook his head slightly, and began to move.
Jacqui clung to Cade, her mind exploding with thoughts. She’d felt a twinge of pain but then her muscles relaxed around him. It felt strange to have him inside of her, to feel him pulsing within her as the blood flowed through his organ. When he began to move, she caught her breath. The sensation of him stroking her inner walls was exquisite, mind-blowing. She’d waited her whole life for this moment. She’d begun to think it would never happen but now she was glad she’d waited.
Cade moved slowly at first, letting her get used to him, then sped up, his eyes boring into hers. He didn’t speak, he just moved.
She couldn’t stay quiet though and began to speak to him, to urge him on. She wanted to know what it all felt like. Just in case it never happened again.
“Harder.” She demanded, her eyes closed as she concentrated on the way her pleasure shifted with his movements.
“Oh God, deeper.” He went deeper, tilting her hips slightly as he knelt between her thighs.
“Oh Cade, deeper. Oh God, deeper.” She wasn’t sure that was exactly what she wanted but she knew she needed more.
He pulled her legs up against his chest, holding onto them as he pulled her bottom from the mattress, thrusting into her deeper as she demanded.
She hung there, unaware of whether this was a good way to have sex or not but knowing that it felt right, it felt oh so good.
“That’s it, oh yes, that’s it!” She panted the words feeling something quivery and pulsing starting low in her abdomen, within her velvety inner walls, and screamed his name as the world exploded.
She rode the waves, unaware that he was watching her with interest, or that the noise piercing into her stupor was her own voice.
He waited for her to stop writhing, for her back to stop arching, for the keening to stop before turning her over onto her hands and knees.
She turned, boneless and eager to please, thrusting back at him as he brushed his hand lovingly over her round bare bottom. She heard him give a deep sound of satisfaction as he pressed into her. She pushed back, taking him in one stroke, her body still quivering from her release but starting to hum again. She wanted to lift up to that place again, to those eternal moments where the world was dark and quiet, to the point where she felt good, oh so good.
Cade arched over her back, his fingers finding her clit, her moisture making the button slick as he pressed into it. She gasped, her own hand going over his. The sensation was too much but he kept his finger there, a slow circling motion almost too much to bear. But then it sent heat out into her limbs, a buzzing sensation starting in her ears as he thrust into her and she rushed headlong down that dark tunnel into ecstasy once more.
She came apart in his arms, panting, wordless, but
moaning her pleasure as he thrust into her, hard, deep and fast. Her walls sucked at him, massaging him into tipping over the edge.
Jacqui came back to earth as he found his own release, the pulsing of his length inside her its own pleasure. She gasped with each inner explosion, hyper aware of the strangled sound that escaped him as he found his own pleasure.
She knelt there, taking his final thrusts and felt something crack inside of her. Something had been released and her whole body shook with it. Dropping to the mattress, she felt as though she were flying apart, as though her whole being had become little more than stardust. What was happening to her?
Cade, unaware that anything was happening, fell to the bed beside her and pulled her into his arms. He held her speechless form, kissing her hair, as he waited for her to speak. His fingers caressed her stomach, loving the gentle way her flesh curved as his fingers flowed from her hip to her stomach, a gentle roundness that his fingers enjoyed stroking.
Jacqui felt as though she’d spent years inside her quaking world but soon the sensation released her. She breathed heavily, almost panting as she regained something like consciousness. Something had changed and it was more than her. She looked up at Cade and for a moment saw the flickering of animal images. She stared at him, dazed, and something inside of her screamed a word she didn’t quite understand. Not because it was a foreign word, or a word she’d never heard but because it simply made no sense. What the heck did ‘shifter’ mean?
Chapter Six
Jacqui
A slow, wet, slide of a finger between her nether lips woke Jacqui in the early hours of the morning. The sky was just beginning to lighten as she pushed back into her husband’s arms. He was touching her again and she couldn’t believe she’d get to feel it for the rest of her life.
Pressing her head back into his, hoping his lips would find that spot on her neck again, she writhed her hips in time with his fingers, unable to stop her movement. Sweet, slow pleasure was burning from her center and she didn’t want it to ever stop. She wound her arm behind her, seeking out his length, the sensation of him hot and filling her hand making her breath suddenly shudder in her chest. Oh, she loved this, she loved it so much.
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