by Tully Belle
Ash’s gaze travelled over her face as he moved closer. “If you’re sure.” He wrapped his arms around her back holding her tight. She felt safe in his arms, her instincts telling her that he wouldn’t hurt her.
As he crushed his lips against hers, Caran wrapped her legs around his waist. Mostly for support, but also because her body was aching with need after he’d kissed her that way. There was a new urgency that pricked at her. His mouth moved to her neck and across to her ear, tickling her senses alive.
There was no point fighting it, and his touch felt nice. If she was to do this properly she might as well put all of herself into it. What harm could it do?
6
Every cell in Ash’s body intensified as Caran wrapped her legs around his waist. Jesus, he’d never been with a woman before who was so sure of her sexuality like this. It was usually him making all the moves. The fact that she’d come over and given him all the right signals was turning him on faster than ever.
And she was so damn hot. He’d forgive her for asking too many questions, for now. Her interest in dragons wasn't anything unusual, lots of people were. It was natural to be curious.
Her soft voice murmured as he lifted the bottom of her dress higher. He reached his hand down, feeling her warm strong thighs gripping his body. His fingers found the top of her leg and they trailed higher slowly outlining the fabric of her g-string. She liked it, by the way her breath quickened. God, she was cute. He carefully teased along the edges of the lace to heighten her arousal, delaying where he really wanted to touch. There would be time for that—all night, in fact.
Caran tangled her fingers in his hair, as he moved his lips to her cleavage. Her skin smelled like sweet marshmallow, not the usual overly heady perfume of other women he’d been with. Whatever made her smell so edible was working. All he wanted to do was taste her.
The silkiness of her dress moved easily over her skin, he slid it to the side revealing a black bra with enough hint of cutout to show her hard pink nipples stretching the lace. This whole scene was turning him on more than he cared to admit. His cock strained against the denim, wanting release and satiation. It would have to wait. He wanted to see her moan his name first. Then he’d take her there again.
He pulled the bra to the side with his teeth and sucked a nipple into his mouth, feeling it roll around on his tongue like a hard sweet. She sighed, her head falling back as she arched her back, pushing her breasts further into his mouth.
Ash ran his fingers over her g-string, the wetness of her arousal soaking the thin fabric. He teased a finger underneath the hem and stroked her clit ever so softly.
Her body began to move in time with each rapidly increasing breath as she lost more and more control. The fact that she was trusting him to not let her fall was a major turn on. He slipped a finger between her folds and entered her, the warmth of her sex gripping his finger into a warm embrace.
“Mmmm,” she moaned softly. “You’re good at that.” Her voice was throaty with need.
“Did you doubt that I would be?”
“I doubt a lot of things.”
Oh yeah? Then he had his work cut out for him to persuade her that he knew exactly what he was doing. He wasn’t about to risk her changing her mind.
“I want you inside me,” she whispered, seemingly surprised at asking.
Jesus! He was torn with both raw arousal and bewilderment at how quickly she’d changed from maybe to I want you. He was better at this than he thought. “Soon,” he cooed. He returned his mouth to her lips, kissing her with increased urgency. “I want you to come first.”
“Um, here?” Her voice had returned to hesitancy again, and he couldn’t work it out. Did she want this or not? Clearly she did, or she wouldn’t be up here with him, her legs wrapped around his body, begging him to take her.
Maybe it was the alcohol talking? “If that’s what you want?” He raised a brow, waiting for her response before he did anything else.
“Yes. Of course!” She grabbed his hand and placed it low on her body. “Do it. I want it.”
“Okay?” He took it slower, trying to gauge her reaction to every touch. She was aroused, he knew that by her reactions, the way her sex was slick with arousal. He was probably reading too much into it. She locked eyes with him as she gripped his shoulders. The way she was looking at him, he could tell she was close to the edge, yet holding back.
Her breathing came in short sharp moans as he increased the speed of which he pleasured her. His fingers sliding into her easily and rhythmically now. She had to be into it, she wouldn’t get off so quickly otherwise.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she cried out. Her body tensed as an orgasm rippled through her. Ash kept his fingers inside her, enjoying the way her body pulsed against his flesh with each wave. Once he was sure she had finished, he took his hand away.
Caran locked eyes with him seeming surprised that she’d come. Of course she had, he knew what he was doing. He kissed her again, gently this time. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he picked her up off the half wall and carried her over to the bed laying her down.
“That was intense,” she said. “I wasn’t expecting it to be like that. I wasn’t expecting to . . . I mean. . . .
“Does that mean good or bad?” he asked, tilting his head to the side.
She laughed and rolled over. “What do you think? I just came on the side of a building. Oh my god, that was so good. I never thought . . . I haven’t done anything like that in a long time.” She quickly looked up at him and kissed him.
“We haven’t finished yet, you’re going to come again, and so am I.” He stood up, unzipping his jeans and letting his cock spring free. Caran glanced down and he could see approval on her face. As he discarded the rest of his clothes, he helped her do the same until they were both naked.
She was so beautiful. Her long dark hair cascading over her skin, gentle toned muscles in her arms and legs, perfect breasts and flat stomach. It was clear she worked out and he was going to reward every damn crunch and squat she'd done. There was no way he could hold off now. It was his turn to taste her sweet body. Especially now that she had lost the seduction persona from earlier and was clearly much more excited to be here with him. It fed his ego.
“You’re really gorgeous.” He pulled out a condom from his jeans pocket and rolled it over his length.
“You’re pretty decent too,” she said, rolling a shoulder back. “But I’m sure everyone already tells you that.”
“Tell me you want me, again.” He crawled back onto the bed.
Caran bit her lip then lowered her gaze in a super sexy pouty way. Hell, this chick was going to make him explode before he even touched her. “Sure,” she said. “Isn’t that the point of lying on your bed naked?”
Ash grinned. He couldn’t wait any longer and pinned her to the bed, moving between her legs. “You can still back out.” His cock teased the slick entrance to her pussy. All he wanted to do was thrust his hard dick into her.
“And miss the promise of coming again? I want the full tour, just like you promised.”
“Can’t disappoint then.” He entered her, slowly. She was warm and tight and, hell, he was going to come too soon at this rate. He needed to think of something else. That would prove impossible with her underneath him.
Caran moved her hips, angling so he could go deep inside her. He began to move faster now, raw and with urgency. They continued to watch each other, almost challenging the other to lose control first. Well, if that’s how she wanted to play this.
He grabbed her hips, pulling her down and holding her in place each time he thrust into her. She groaned louder now as he kissed her neck again, moving a hand up to grip her hair and pull her head to the side as he ran the flat part of his tongue over her neck. She tasted salty and sexy. A breeze blew a strand of hair across her face, but she was too distracted in the moment to notice. Yeah, she was losing control and he liked it. So much so that he decided right in this moment that wanted to
see her again.
He continued to move inside her, not wanting this to be over any time soon. Now that he’d found his groove and gained control, he could do this all night. He thought she’d be able to match him on that too. There was only one way to find out.
“Ash,” she cried as her back arched. Her body tensed again as another orgasm, stronger than the first, rippled through her.
Ash grunted. He stretched his cock far inside her, feeling the hot pulse of his pleasure fill the condom.
Then he fell next to her, carefully discarding the condom as he did so. She moved closer, her cheek resting on his chest as they regained their breath. He could stay here with her all night.
“You’re not what I expected,” she said.
“Oh yeah, what did you expect?” he asked.
“I don’t know. I didn’t think I’d enjoy tonight as much as I have. That’s all.”
He gently caressed the side of her shoulder. “Tonight isn’t over yet.”
She laughed then sat up. “As if you could get it back up so quickly.”
“I’m up for that challenge,” he said.
“Really?” She moved sitting on top of him. “Doesn’t seem like you are.” She reached backwards, fondling his flaccid cock.
“Tease, huh?” In one move, he shifted under her and flipped her over playfully slapping her smooth toned ass. “I’ll see what I can do.”
She squealed and laughed at the same time. Oh yeah, he was going to have so much fun with her. And if this was the type of tour she was into, he’d show her every sight he knew.
First he’d need more condoms.
7
Caran opened her eyes slowly. It was earlier than she usually woke, but that was bound to happen when you slept outside with no way to shut out the rising sun hitting your face. At least it hadn’t rained. Part of her wanted to roll over and go back to sleep since she didn’t get much last night, but she knew that would be impossible out here.
She glanced over at Ash and watched him for a while. The sun didn’t bother him, he was probably used to it.
He wasn’t like what she expected him to be. He was … nicer. Before yesterday he’d only been a name and photograph. Someone who was able to control and use dragons for his own gain. She’d known few other details about him except his position at Dragonspark as commander. Now he was a real person, someone she might even become friends with if it weren’t for who they both were.
Especially considering how great he was in bed. The sex had been far more enjoyable than she expected it would be. She’d had one-night stands in the past, not many though, and no one had ever set her body on fire like this. She'd regret when this assignment ended.
And it would end. She would complete her mission and find out where the dragons were, or Ash would discover her connection with Princess and throw her out. Either way, there could be nothing more here. This was business only. Of course it was.
Maybe it would have been better if she’d chosen someone else at the bar that wasn’t as important as Ash, someone who would have been more willing to try and impress her by boasting and letting secrets slip, so she could get in and out quicker. Ash was a challenge. He wasn’t about to give away the information she wanted and she admired him for that. It made this assignment all the more fun.
Caran slipped out of bed and found her clothes. She dressed quickly. Ash was still asleep, his chest rising and falling softly. He looked peaceful and satisfied. She tiptoed across the roof to the stairs and made her way down two flights to her floor. Her room was in the middle of the hallway and she swiped her keycard and went inside.
The first thing she did was call Tessa.
“Things went well,” she said.
“You’ve made contact, good. I knew you would. What’s the status report?” asked Tessa.
“I met up with Ash Dragonspark at the bar.”
“Ash was there?” There was surprise in Tessa’s voice. “Interesting, go on.”
“We spent the night together.”
“Has he told you any information yet?”
“No. He’s guarded as you can imagine. He probably thinks this was a one time hook up.”
“You need to make yourself indispensable. You’ve initiated something, now build on it, and make him trust you.”
It would be difficult. Trust only came after you knew someone for a while, and that would take more time than she was willing to give to this assignment. No, she’d have to find the dragons herself, and the only way she could do that was convince Ash to take her to the Dragonspark headquarters so she could look around.
“I’ll work on it and check back in tonight,” said Caran.
“Good.” She hung up.
How could she convince him to take her to Dragonspark? She contemplated who they let into their group and why they joined. From everything she knew about them, apart from the fact that they controlled dangerous creatures known for killing innocent people, they made their fortune by wielding their power and influence on the surrounding towns and cities. Hired guns, or dragons in this case.
By destroying their dragons, she would be destroying their whole business model.
But it had to be done.
Ash and his brothers would have to deal with it and find some other way to show their power.
Tessa was right that every winged creature needed to be eradicated. It would put everyone on a level playing field again.
Even if it wouldn’t bring Dean back. She frowned. She couldn’t think about her dead ex now, not if she needed to be open to furthering her connection with Ash. He’d sense her hesitancy and see right through her.
Dean’s death had pushed her to join Princess when she needed purpose in her life. But it had been over a year and the nights she spent awake thinking about what might have been were fading. Tessa told her that would happen, that she’d replace grief with revenge, and then revenge with duty.
That was where her head was now. Duty to fulfill whatever orders and assignments Princess gave her. It was her purpose, to destroy the dragons that wrecked people’s lives. She couldn’t think past that yet, about what she would do once it was all done. People always came first. She may not ever find love again, but she’d make sure no one else lost their chance at it.
There was a light rap on her door and Caran turned, jolted out of her thoughts. She walked over and opened it.
“You weren’t there when I woke,” said Ash. He leaned against the doorframe. He was shirtless, only wearing his jeans and holding the rest of his belongings from last night. Damn he looked good. “I was lonely.”
“How did you know which room I was in?” asked Caran.
A smile crossed his lips. “I know a lot more about you than you think.”
Caran searched his expression for clues to whether he knew she was with Princess, but the fact that he was smiling and moving closer to her, meant that he didn’t. “I needed fresh underwear,” she said.
His fingers trailed over her chin. “You don’t need any underwear. Hop into bed, I’ll order breakfast.”
“Breakfast in bed, how romantic,” joked Caran.
“Not romantic. I just haven’t finished with you yet.”
8
Ash checked the time. They’d been in the room for over two hours and still hadn’t eaten. His stomach growled loudly enough that he was sure Caran heard it. Surely, she must be hungry too.
“What happened to ordering food?” she asked. Yeah, she was hungry.
“I was distracted.” He kissed her stomach and then rolled over, reaching for the phone. “Two large breakfasts. Yes. Charge it to my account.” He hung up and got out of bed. “So this is what a regular room looks like.” He raised an eyebrow as he surveyed the sunflower border.
“The view’s not as good as your room, but I don’t have the influence you do.”
“I’ve done a few favors for the owners over the years.” He walked over to the window and opened the drapes until the sun streamed in. “The view is
n’t that bad.”
“I agree,” said Caran. Ash turned to see her staring at his naked ass. He raised an eyebrow and she laughed.
“I suppose you’re curious about what I know about you,” he asked.
She shifted, the mattress creaking underneath her as she pulled up the sheet to cover those sweet breasts. The temptation to go over and pull it down again, sucking each of her perfect nipples into his mouth to make her moan again, was strong. “Tell me, detective.”
“You’re full name is Caran Rivers.”
“Correct.”
“You’re the daughter of Anne Rivers.”
“You know my mother?” Caran’s eyes widened and she held the sheet closer to her body. “How?”
“Is that why you’re here? To see her.”
“Not exactly.” She frowned. Ash climbed back onto the bed and propped his head up with his elbow. “We aren’t on the best speaking terms.”
“Oh yeah, why’s that?”
She paused. “We had a falling out, like most families do.”
Ash laughed. “Most families don’t fall out.”
“You’ve never fought with your brothers? I find that hard to believe, especially since you’re in business together.”
“Fighting isn’t the same as falling out.”
“I suppose.”
There was a knock on the door. Ash headed in that direction, not caring that he was still naked. He opened the door to let in room service. The waiter didn’t give him a second look as he placed the two plates covered by a silver cover onto a side table. He signed the bill and handed it back to the waiter.
“Come and eat,” said Ash.
“You’re letting me out of bed?” asked Caran smirking. “How generous of you.”
“Unless you want me to tie you to it. I can arrange that.”
Caran pushed the covers away and walked over to the tiny wooden table. “Won’t happen.” She sat down and lifted her cover. “Since there’s no headboard to tie me to.” She grinned.