Her eyes left his cock, one large enough to frighten most women, but she was looking forward to it, almost to the point of begging to be filled. Her pussy clenched at the thought. Their eyes met. He was watching her watch him, and something about that was so satisfying that she wanted him now, inside her fully. Opening her legs wider, Roslyn prayed he took the hint.
Dell not only took the hint, but he also knelt at the end of the bed and grabbed her legs. Pulling her to the edge, his mouth slammed down on her core. She thought his mouth on her lips was mind-blowing, but his mouth on her pussy far exceeded her expectations. She spread her legs as wide as they could go as he worked his magic. His lips and tongue tasted her expertly. He was truly making love to her with his mouth, bringing her to the edge. Her body shook to the point she had to lie back, her head going back and forth as if possessed.
“Oh, God.” She panted as she started to move her hips up and down, wanting more, as if what he was doing wasn’t enough. She sought release, but he held her back, his muffled chuckle told her as much. “Please, Dell. Please!”
All her pleading did was make him go slower, his tongue taking slow, lazy laps against her nub and then to an open-mouthed kiss. Roslyn’s moans got louder, her hips jerking against his mouth, and finally, he took mercy on her. With his tongue and a finger deep inside her, he sent her over the edge.
“Damn, you’re a screamer.” He grinned as he crawled up her body, picking her limp form up and repositioning her to the middle of the bed.
“Is that bad?” she asked between pants.
“Fuck no.” He grinned down at her with male pride. “Let’s a man know he’s doing it right.”
“Oh, you were definitely doing it right.” She closed her eyes, her body still jerking with pleasure.
“I know.” His voice was close to her ear as he crawled between her legs, using his fingers with expert ease making sure she was ready for him. If she was anymore ready she’d explode.
She didn’t think she had ever seen anything sexier than Dell staring down at her, his eyes hooded with desire for her.
“You’re tight,” Dell groaned, then an evil grin broke across his face. “He must have had a small dick.”
That was the last thing she ever expected Dell to have said. She actually laughed a real laugh, something she hadn’t done in a long time. “Nothing compared to you.” She reached up, running her hands over his massive chest. “Nothing about him can compare to you.”
Pulling his fingers out of her heat, he replaced them with his cock and slowly slid in. At first, the stretch was uncomfortable; she wasn’t going to lie, but it was a comfortable-uncomfortable, if that made any sense. She spread her legs as far as they could go, trying to help. He took one leg and placed it on his shoulder as he continued to push his way in.
“Jesus.” He moaned, his eyes squeezing tightly shut. “I’ve never felt such a tight pussy, and I’ve had virgins.”
“You can talk dirty to me about anything other than women you’ve been with, Dell.” She frowned. She was game for anything except that. “I’m not going to break. Please. I’ll be fine.”
“That was a compliment, honey.” Dell smirked as he leaned down and kissed her forehead while waiting for her body to adjust to his size. “But noted. And I don’t want to hurt you. Until you are ready for my size, I’m not taking a chance.”
She knew Dell was being careful with her, and she appreciated that, but she wasn’t made of glass. Roslyn needed him inside her fully before she lost her mind. “I mean if you want to talk about who we’ve fucked while fucking then I guess I can play.” She deliberately egged him on, hoping he’d forget being so careful and fill her, balls deep.
“No.” He shook his head, beads of sweat forming on his forehead from the restraint it took for him to hold back. “I said that was fully noted.”
“Well, unless you want to hear about every dude I’ve fucked, then you best start doing some fucking of your own.” She scowled, then placed her free leg against his ass and pushed, trying to budge him. There was no budging Dell when Dell didn’t want to be budged. “You’re driving me crazy!”
“Speaking of driving someone crazy. Who taught you how to suck cock?” Dell growled as he moved deeper inside her, then stopped, making her want to scream in frustration.
The questions surprised her, but she figured Dell was suffering as much as she was. She lifted her hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. “Kari.”
“A chick taught you how to suck cock like that?” Dell snorted in disbelief.
“Yeah, and she was pretty good at it. I mean not that I know personally, but the guys I saw her doing it to seemed to really enjoy it,” she replied matter of factly before groaning when he seemed to swell inside her.
“You watched her give blow jobs?” Dell’s eyes opened wide.
“Well, I didn’t just stand there and gape, but around the pack, it was pretty much a daily thing that just happened.” Roslyn rolled her eyes. “Do we really need to talk about this right now?”
“Actually, you brought up—” Dell started to say, but Roslyn had worked her leg down and had since wrapped both legs over his ass. With all the strength she had, she took him off guard and plunged him deep inside her. “Dammit, Roslyn!” he shouted as she screamed.
Holy hell, she was sure she was being ripped apart. Maybe that hadn’t been such a good idea. It had been a while since she’d had sex, but dammit, he was taking too long. “I’m fine,” she hissed and felt a tear slip from the corner of her eye. Roslyn felt him start to pull out of her, but she stopped him. “Don’t you dare. Just give me a second.”
Dell cursed, then began to kiss her, touch her, taking away the pain by distraction. Before she knew what was happening, he moved slowly inside her, and the pain turned to pleasure, as she knew it would. Never had she felt so cherished, even when he hammered hard and fast. Nothing in her life compared to this moment. He took her from the front, from the back, and to the front again, kissing her, touching her, talking to her, demanding things from her, and she loved it all. A dark shadow edged the corner of her mind, and she pushed it back. Not today. Today was hers, and nothing would ruin it, not even the person who haunted her.
Chapter 12
Dell walked with Roslyn as they made their way toward town. Hunter had texted saying that Taz and the rest had arrived. Garrett wanted them all there. Dell needed to focus, but his mind was still on last night, and this morning with the most incredible woman he had ever known. They talked well into the night, and between the talking and sex, he had learned so much about Roslyn in that short time. She had opened up to him, about her family life which was drama, fear, and chaos, like most shifters who lived without a good pack and alpha leader.
The nearer they got to town, the quieter they became, both lost in their own thoughts. He knew he needed to be careful and treat her no different from the guys he trained. He had done well so far, but that was before yesterday. He wasn’t sure he was going to be able to do that, but for her own good, he was going to try. All the recruits, even Devon, had accepted her, and he didn’t need to change that by acting like an asshole trying to protect her.
“Nice weather, huh,” Roslyn said, looking around.
Dell glanced toward the gray overcast sky. A cold mist was falling, and the road was a muddy mess. He looked at a grinning Roslyn. “If you like depressing weather, then yes, it’s a beautiful morning.”
“So you’re a hot, humid, sunny-kind-of-day guy?” She skirted a muddy puddle before keeping in step with him.
“Guess so.” Dell shrugged, a half grin on his face. “I guess you’re a gloomy, soggy, cold-kind-of-day girl.”
“Guess so.” She repeated his answer, then laughed. “Hey, there’s nothing wrong with these kinds of days every once in a while. It’s good cuddling weather with a good book or a television show. Plus, it’s hoodie weather, and I love hoodies.”
He frowned as he gave her hoodie a disgusted glare. “I don’t care if you w
ear that around other men, but at home with me, it comes off.”
Her heart fluttered at his words, but she noticed he seemed more reserved the closer they got to town. “Are you okay?” She stopped walking to stare up at him.
Dell stopped and sighed. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
“You’ve been quiet since we left the house.” She glanced toward town. “Are you regretting—”
He grabbed her, instantly pulling her to him. “I never want to hear you ask me that again.” He kissed her. Pulling away, he stared down at her. “I just realized how hard this is going to be trying to treat you like one of the guys. It was hard before, but now it’s going to be next to impossible. I just want you to understand that situations are going to change soon, and things I have to do will be for your own good.”
“What things?” Her frown grew.
“Will you hurry the fuck up!” Hunter yelled as he headed across the road toward Garrett’s with a tray of Styrofoam cups. “We’ve all been waiting, and this is my second time going over to get coffee. Do I look like a fucking gopher?”
“Actually—” Dell smirked with a cocked eyebrow.
“Shut it!” Hunter glared at him. “Come on, lover boy. Time to stop with the lovey-fucking-dovey shit. If I ain’t doing it, neither are you.”
“Hunter, I would really hate to start the day by kicking your ass.” Dell put his hand on the small of Roslyn’s back, guiding her toward Garrett’s.
Hunter snorted with a roll of his eyes. “In your dreams, big guy.”
They followed Hunter up the steps. Dell opened the door for Hunter. “You spilled some,” Dell pointed out as Hunter went past. “Your tip’s going to suck.”
“Here’s your tip…” Hunter growled over his shoulder. “Fuck you and be on time.”
Dell kept the door open for Roslyn, who grinned behind her hand. He gave her a smile and a wink then followed her inside. His eyes automatically fell on her ass where they would stay permanently if he had any say.
Hunter set the box of coffee on the table. Then he slapped Marcus’s hand when he reached for one. “Whoa there, broski.” Hunter guarded the coffee against grasping hands. “Before anyone gets a coffee, I want my tip.”
“Don’t ever fucking slap my hand again,” Marcus growled with a mean glare. “There’s your fucking tip.”
Ignoring him, Hunter snapped his fingers, then held his hand up. “No change, only bills.”
“Hunter, drink your damn coffee and shut up for five minutes,” Garrett ordered, taking a coffee, but gave Hunter a look of “if you slap my hand I will kill you.”
“I swear I get no respect around here,” Hunter grumped as he grabbed a coffee for himself, then leaned against the wall. “Well, see if I ever walk my ass over there for you guys again. Actually, twice in one fucking morning because we were waiting for lover boy there to hurry the hell up.”
All eyes went to Dell, then Roslyn. Dell glared at Hunter, wanting to rip his head off, but instead, he calmed himself and grabbed one coffee for himself and one for Roslyn.
“You and Ross.” Devon was the first dumbass to speak. “Ross and the boss. Holy shit, who knew?”
“I did,” Hunter replied with a shrug.
“Well, I hope she doesn’t get special treatment, especially on rotation,” Devon griped. “I mean, hell, if all it takes is tits and a nice ass to get off rotation, I—”
Marcus slowly leaned toward Devon. “Dude, you are poking the beast, and I would suggest you shut the hell up before it’s too late.”
Everyone was staring at Dell, whose face became a mask of rage. Devon, realizing what he had said, paled. It was well known that Dell Farris was not one to fuck with, and well, it looked like Devon had definitely poked the beast.
“I’m going to let that pass one time.” Dell held up one finger with the hand he was holding the coffee cup with. “Once.”
“Got it.” Devon nodded, shut his mouth, then tried to blend out of sight.
“Dumbass.” Hunter snorted with a shake of his head, but then frowned. “Wait a minute. I kind of want to hear what he was going to say.”
“Hunter.” Marcus shook his head, looking at Dell.
“No.” Hunter pushed off the wall. “I really want to know. So finish that sentence, Devon. I believe it went, if all it takes is tits and a nice ass to get off rotation, I— You’d what? Get a boob job and pad your ass?”
“He doesn’t know what to do with the penis he has, let alone a pair of tits or a nice ass,” Roslyn said. “So he’d be screwed anyway.”
The room was deathly silent as everyone looked to see what Devon was going to say. He said nothing. Then they all looked at her, and the room erupted in laughter. Leda walked over and gave her a high five.
“That’s what I’m talking about.” Leda grinned with a nod. “Surrounded by assholes who think we’re nothing but a piece of ass, it’s refreshing to have someone on my side for once.”
“Who the fuck thinks you’re a piece of ass,” Taz, Garrett, Marcus, Hunter, and Dell all said the same exact words at the same exact time.
Leda just threw up her hands in defeat. “Are we done here? I have to get stuff ready for tonight.”
“No,” Garrett said, glaring at her for a few minutes before looking at Dell. “The guy disappeared. We think he had a vehicle just off our lands because the scent just disappeared.”
Dell frowned before looking at Taz. “How far did you go?”
“To the edge near Crumpton’s old farm.” Taz stepped forward, still glaring at Leda, but then focused on Dell. “I don’t lose a scent, but when I do, it’s because they have usually taken off in a vehicle. There’s been so much traffic there it’s hard to tell, but I’d bet that’s what happened.”
Dell nodded. Crumpton’s old farm was a hangout for local kids in the area. It was on the edge of their lands, but they kept an eye on that area also. “Okay, good job. Nothing we can do about that. We’re just going to have to be on guard tonight. Usually, this night is fun for everyone, but this year, we’re going to have to work. Anything suspicious, contact myself, Hunter, Marcus, Jonah, or Garrett right away.”
Everyone nodded their understanding, then looked at Garrett for further instructions.
“After everyone is back safe, I want to meet up with you all here. I have an important announcement to make, but I want you to hear it first before I tell everyone else. I want to wait until after tonight. It will only take a minute, and then you can go and enjoy your night unless you’re on rotation,” Garrett said, his voice loud for everyone to hear.
Everyone glanced at Devon, who actually looked embarrassed, but rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“Okay, get the fuck out,” Garrett said when no one had moved.
“Let’s go.” Leda grabbed Roslyn’s hand.
“Ah, where are we going?” Roslyn frowned as she was being pulled out of the kitchen.
“She’s in good hands,” Leda called over her shoulder to Dell.
Dell watched them go. Roslyn had turned to look at him before she was tugged out the front door. It was strange because he missed her presence already. What the fuck? He turned back toward the room where Marcus, Garrett, and Hunter were all looking at him with grins.
“Yep, boys, the one and only Dell Farris is a whipped little bitch.” Hunter laughed as the others chuckled.
“Don’t forget that little bitch over there whipped your ass.” Marcus grinned, finishing off his coffee.
Hunter snorted. “I’m not scared of Dell, and he did not whip my ass.”
Dell knew this shit was coming, and also knew Hunter would be the ringleader of giving him shit. “At least I’m not going around getting coffee like a waitress for a bunch of guys you outrank.”
“Oh, no he didn’t.” Marcus slapped his leg, laughing loudly. “Holy shit, Dell, mating becomes you. He’s got comebacks. Who knew?”
Hunter frowned, then pointed at Dell, opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He dropped his hand, sho
ok his head. “I got nothing.”
Dell glared at Hunter before turning around and leaving. He had shit to do, but he did grin when his back was turned because it wasn’t every day somebody could top Hunter in a war of words. Marcus was right, mating did become him, whatever the fuck that meant.
Chapter 13
Roslyn finally talked her way out of wearing a costume, but she spent the rest of the day helping get the kids ready for the night. Her mind kept wandering off to the time she spent with Dell. She even had to pinch herself to make sure it was all real and not a dream. From her position, she could see a part of his shop from the window of the coffee shop that was ground zero for costume and makeup.
She smiled as Sam ran around, flipping his vampire cape and snarling with his vampire fangs. There were vampires, princesses, ninja turtles, as well as zombies running around the coffee shop, and Roslyn had never been happier. She loved Halloween and had always found a way to hide in the shadows of human communities to watch the kids going door to door trick-or-treating for some special treat.
“I w-w-want to suck your blood.” Sam had come up behind her, his cape pulled up covering the lower half of his face.
Roslyn turned around, her hand to her chest in mock fear. “Oh, please, Mr. Vampire.” Her voice shook. “I promise you my blood tastes like spinach. It’s totally yucky.”
Sam dropped his arm, and his face scrunched into a grimace. “Ewwww, I’ll pa-pa-pass.”
She laughed as he took off looking for his next victim. Her eyes roamed, watching everyone getting ready and enjoying themselves, and a flash of fear slammed into her chest. If Cylus did know where she was, any one of these wonderful people could be hurt because of her. Bile rose in her throat and guilt settled heavily in her heart. Was she being selfish staying? Deep inside she knew the answer to that. Yes, it was selfish because she knew firsthand the cruelty of Cylus Kane.
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