Romance in Moonspell

by Jesica Coulter Smith

“What do you need from me?”

  “To feel your hands on my skin. I want your body pressed against mine.”

  He swallowed hard. “What else do you want, sweetheart? Tell me what you desire most?”

  “I want your mouth on my pussy, making me come.”

  With a growl, he pushed away from the counter and began stripping his clothes off. He entered the shower and easily lifted her until her pussy was eye level, his muscles bulging. Placing her back against the wall, he ordered her to drape her legs over his shoulders. Excitement had Lacey shivering. Draco had been tender with her before, but this new side of him turned her on even more.

  Draco’s gaze was steady on hers as he lowered his mouth to her pussy. The heat she saw in the blue depths made her blood sizzle. He feasted on her, his tongue plunging deep. She gripped the wall, needing something to do with her hands, and she feared if she reached for him, she’d grind against his face. His lips were whisper soft against her, teasing and tormenting. Her clit ached, begging for attention, and yet he ignored it.

  “Draco, please,” she begged.

  “Please what?”

  “Make me come.”

  “Isn’t that.” Lick. Lick. “What I was.” Lick. “Doing?”

  “You’re torturing me, and you know it.” She felt him smile against her right before he took her clit in his mouth, sucking on hard. She trembled and sank her fingers into his hair. He drew on the nub, pulling it into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue over and over. Her nipples tightened almost painfully, her body tensed, and then she was flying. As Draco sucked and licked the sensitive bundle of nerves, she came over and over again, calling his name. One orgasm crested into two and before the second one was over, a third had begun.

  Draco lifted her from his shoulders and she slid bonelessly to the floor, her legs barely holding her up. He nuzzled the side of her neck and nipped her ear. “Is that what you had in mind?”

  She curled a hand around the back of his neck. “That was incredible.”

  “I want to be inside of you so bad I ache.”

  “Not yet.” She licked her lower lip. “I want to taste you first.”

  He groaned as she sank to her knees at his feet. His cock jutted proudly, bobbing before her nose. Grasping him with one hand, she licked him from base to tip. He tasted slightly salty and she went back for more. Lacey braced a hand on his hip as she took him in her mouth, easing her lips around the head and slowly moving down his shaft. She couldn’t fit all of him in her mouth, so she fisted his cock at the base and stroked him with the up and down motion of her mouth.

  A bead of cum leaked from his slit and she licked it off, loving the unique flavor. Sucking him back down, she hummed as her tongue glided along his length. The feel of that velvety soft skin, the musky scent that greeted her nose every time she inhaled, it just made her greedy for more. She felt his fingers in her hair and then he was holding her away from him.

  “You have to stop, Lacey. I won’t be able to control myself if you don’t.”

  “I want you to lose control.”

  “No, darlin’. I want to be inside of you when I come, and I don’t mean in your mouth. Get up here and let me love you.”

  She rose to her feet and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Did I not please you?”

  He kissed her softly. “You pleased me very much, baby. Too much. Just the thought of that hot mouth of yours wrapped around my cock is enough to make me explode. Now, turn around and place your hands on the wall.”

  She gave him what she hoped was a sultry look before turning and doing as he bade. When her palms met the cool tile of the shower wall, he kissed her shoulder and nudged her legs further apart. His fingers brushed against her pussy, as if testing her for her readiness to receive him. Hands on her hips held her still as his cock slowly entered her, stretching her, filling her.

  “You feel so damn good,” he growled in her ear. “All wet and silky.”

  “I love feeling you inside of me, Draco.”

  “You’re mine, aren’t you, sweetheart?”

  She moaned as he filled her again and again. “Yes, Draco. Yours. Only yours.”

  He pounded into her harder and deeper, lifting her onto her toes. She cried out as her orgasm tore through her, leaving her breathless. Draco wrapped an arm around her waist as he thrust into her one last time, calling out her name with his release.

  She leaned back against him, resting her head on his shoulder.

  Draco withdrew from her body and turned her to face him. Smoothing her hair back from her face, he pressed his lips to her forehead. She laid her palms against his chest and felt his heart racing.

  “I had every intention of letting you shower by yourself when I came up here,” he said. “But then you had to go and tease me.”

  “That wasn’t all my doing. I merely asked you to join me.”

  He kissed her softly. “We should clean up and get out before the water grows cold.”

  They washed quickly then turned off the water. As Lacey wound the towel around her body, she remembered that she had a rather important conversation she needed to have with Draco. She just wasn’t sure how to approach him. She finished drying off and ran a brush through her hair.

  “Come on. Let’s go get dressed and grab a bite to eat. I can either make something here, or we can go out.”

  “It might be best if we eat here. There’s something I need to discuss with you.”

  He nodded. “We can talk over dinner.”

  Chapter Seven

  Lacey took a bite of the juiciest, most tender chicken she’d ever had and chewed slowly, savoring the taste. The meat was seasoned to perfection and the sautéed veggies on the side were the best she’d ever had. When Draco had said he’d make dinner, she hadn’t realized he genuinely knew how to cook. She wouldn’t have been able to pull off something like this, not even with a recipe book. Her kitchen skills were limited to mac ‘n cheese and boxed dinners. But then, she’d never really had a chance to learn to cook.

  “So what did you want to talk about? It sounded serious.”

  She set her fork down. “Remember when I told you about the guard, the one who cornered me in the alley?”

  Draco stopped chewing and stared at her intently. “What about him?”

  “He came into the diner today.”

  Draco’s eyes turned wintry. “And you didn’t tell me until now?”

  “He said he had an offer. For a sum of money.”

  Draco shook his head. “Of course.”

  Lacey fidgeted with her hands in her lap. “We don’t have to pay him. I’m sure he’ll go away.”

  “No, he won’t. The bastard will go straight to the chief. And who’s to say he won’t even after we pay him?”

  “I think what he’s going to tell me will clear my name.”

  “Well, then. That does make a difference, now doesn’t it?”

  Lacey picked up her fork again and nibbled on a bite of squash. “It almost seems too good to be true, doesn’t it?”

  “It does seem a little too easy.” Draco took a sip of wine. “But if there’s even a slim chance of clearing your name, I’m going to take it.”

  “He wants twenty-five thousand, Draco. It’s too much.”

  He smiled at her. “Your freedom is worth every penny.”

  “He said he’d be in touch, that he’d stop by in two nights. Until then, we just have to wait it out. I’m going to be a nervous wreck until this is behind me. I’m tired of running, tired of looking over my shoulder. Being here with you has been wonderful, but I’ve felt like it could be taken from me at any moment.”

  Draco reached out and covered her hand with his. “No one is going to take you away from me, Lacey. You’re mine, for now and always.”

  She nodded, but she wasn’t sure she believed him. How was he going to stop the police from taking her away if they decided to arrest her? Especially if her roommate’s murder had been pinned on her. She didn’t have just one murde
r charge against her, but two. Even if she was cleared of Patrick’s death, there was still the other one to worry about.

  They finished their dinner and Lacey loaded the dishwasher. Thanks to Draco’s rather substantial appetite, there were no leftovers to put away. She wiped down the counters, cleaned the table, and put the wine away. Out of things to do, she went in search of Draco, guessing that she’d find him in the living room sprawled out in front of the TV. But she’d guessed wrong.

  After a few more incorrect guesses, she located him in his office. She couldn’t begin to imagine what he was doing in there at this time of night. She might not have been with him for more than a few days, but it seemed he seldom worked in there, and when he did, she had no clue what he was up to. What did a fireman need with a home office? She’d thought to ask him about it once, but decided if he wanted to share more of his life with her, he’d volunteer the information.

  “Am I interrupting?” she asked as she leaned against the doorframe.

  He looked up from his computer. “No, not at all. I was just shuffling some funds around so I can get my hands on the money we need.”

  “I hate that you’re having to spend so much on me.”

  “Hey, now, none of that. I have the funds, it’s just a matter of putting them into the right account.”

  He held out his hand to her and she went willingly. Once she was settled on his lap, he pointed to the screen, showing her the balance in his account. Her eyes bugged out of her head. “Is that a real number?”

  He laughed. “Just don’t let my friends know how much I’m worth. They’ll be freeloading off me for the rest of my life.”

  “Draco, you aren’t into anything illegal, are you?” she asked. “I may not know much about your job, but I know there’s no way you make that much.”

  “No, I’m not into anything illegal.” He smiled. “I made some wise investments when I was younger, younger than you, in fact. I still play the stock market.”

  Well that explained the mind-boggling balance in his account. She didn’t feel as bad about the money now, but she did hate that someone was taking advantage of Draco and his feelings for her. He might not love her, but as his mate, she was important to him, and it was obvious the guard had figured that out. She only hoped the guard kept up his end of the bargain.

  She still hadn’t come completely clean with him. It wasn’t fair to ask him to pay twenty-five thousand dollars to free her of one crime when she was still wanted for another, a crime he didn’t know anything about. Would he hate her for keeping a secret from him?

  “Draco, there’s something you should know. Something I should’ve told you before now.”

  He laced his fingers with hers. “Whatever it is it can’t be that bad.”

  “If only that were true.”

  “What is it, Lacey? Whatever it is, you can tell me.”

  She tried to pull away from him, but he held tight. Lacey doubted he would want to touch her once she came clean. It wasn’t exactly a little secret she’d been keeping. If nothing else, she imagined he would be hurt that she hadn’t confided in him.

  “I told you that I was arrested for murder, but I didn’t tell you what prompted my escape from the hospital.”

  His grip tightened. “You told me they hadn’t hurt you, not like the other women.”

  “They didn’t,” she assured him. “But they did try to frame me for the murder of my roommate. I woke one night and found her stabbed to death, the bloody knife in my hand. I fled the hospital that night, with the help of the nurse I told you about before, the one who gave me that card.”

  “Why didn’t you tell me before?”

  “Because I was scared. Even if I’m cleared of Patrick’s murder, they’ll still come after me for Alicia’s. Don’t you see? I can’t win.”

  “That isn’t necessarily true. We can make it a stipulation of receiving the money that the guard comes clean about Alicia’s death, or maybe we’ll add another ten grand to the total to make it worth his while. We’ll think of something, Lacey.”

  “You believe me though? That I didn’t kill her?”

  He pulled her down into his lap. “Of course I believe you. I never thought you were capable of murder, not even when you first told me why you were arrested. No one as sweet as you could ever commit such a heinous crime.”

  She rested her head on his shoulder. Men like Draco seldom came along. No, there was no one like Draco, and he was all hers. Now she just had to clear her name so she could spend the rest of her life, which according to him would be a very long time, making sure he knew just how much she cared about him. She hadn’t told him, but she already felt that she was falling in love with him. And who wouldn’t? He was brave, kind and very caring. If Lacey could’ve created the perfect man, she would’ve created Draco. He was everything she ever could have wanted in a man. If anyone could make her dreams come true, he could. She only hoped it didn’t cost him too dearly, because what she wanted more than anything right now was her freedom.

  “Are you ready to head upstairs?” he asked.

  “It’s a little early for bed, isn’t it?”

  He gave her a wicked grin. “I don’t recall saying anything about sleeping.”

  She felt her cheeks warm. She knew she had a lot to learn about Draco. Apparently his sexual appetite was one of the first things on her list. Having made love earlier in the shower, she hadn’t thought he’d want her in that way again, not tonight at any rate. Not that she was complaining. Lacey wanted him every bit as much as he wanted her. If she’d had any say in the matter, they’d have gone straight from the shower to the bedroom. But common sense had prevailed, as least for Draco, and they’d gone downstairs to make dinner instead.

  She rose from his lap and tugged on his hand. He followed her meekly out of the office and up the stairs to the master bedroom. Ever since their first night together, they’d shared the room. It was still hard for her to think of it as hers, but she supposed that’s what it was now. She was mistress of this house, even if the feeling was a bit foreign to her. If they hadn’t mated, hadn’t bonded, she’d still be a guest in his home. It was amazing what one night of passion could change. And now she was about to embark on another one. At least this time her mind was free and clear of all guilt. There was nothing left to hide from Draco, no more skeletons in her closet, so to speak. She’d come completely clean and could now enjoy her new life, at least, as much as a wanted woman could.

  Pushing those thoughts aside, she shut the bedroom door behind them and turned to face Draco. She placed her hands on his chest and felt his heart beating against her palms. Lacey slid her hands up and around his neck, twining her fingers in the hair at his nape. She went up on tiptoe and placed her lips against his. His arms came around her as he cradled her close, their bodies brushing against one another. Draco’s scent surrounded her, the smell of his spicy aftershave and the tangy scent of his hair product.

  He pulled away a fraction and looked down into her eyes. The blatant desire she saw in his gaze nearly took her breath away. To be wanted that much, to be needed, it was more than she’d ever thought she’d have. She’d had hopes and dreams just like any other woman, but she’d always thought they’d crumble to dust over the years. Never in her wildest imaginings did she picture herself getting to actually live out her fantasies. What had she ever done to deserve something so wonderful? Someone so wonderful?

  Lacey slipped her hands under his shirt and felt the ridges and planes of his abdomen. As her fingers caressed the hard muscles, she inched his shirt up until he got the hint and tugged it over his head and tossed it across the room. She drank in the beauty of his body, the chiseled perfection of him, and placed a kiss in the middle of his chest.

  Without a word, he began removing her clothes, slowly, as if savoring the moment. He exposed her one inch at a time, kissing each bit of skin as it came into view. By the time he popped the clasp on her bra and feasted on her nipples, she was ready to beg him to ta
ke her already. Her whole body felt more alive than ever before, each nerve reaching out to Draco, craving his touch, his kiss. As his mouth trailed a path down her stomach, he paused at the waistband of her jeans and popped the snap before lowering the zipper. He tugged off her shoes and socks, then removed her jeans and panties, leaving her bare before him. It hardly seemed fair since he was still partially clothed, but as long as his mouth was doing wicked things to her, she wasn’t going to complain.

  He lifted her legs, placing one on each of his shoulders. Draco gently parted the lips of her pussy before lapping at her, making contented noises as he took in her scent and taste. The moment his tongue touched her heated flesh, she knew she was in trouble. There was no way she would be able to withstand that much pleasure, not without losing her mind.

  His tongue dipped, swirled, licked over and over again. As he brushed over her clit, she arched her hips, wanting more of the exquisite torture.

  “Please, more,” she begged.

  His tongue circled the bundle of nerves before he sucked it into his mouth. She gripped the sheets to keep from grabbing his hair and grinding herself against his face. His mouth was giving her pleasure beyond compare, his talented tongue teasing and tormenting. She was close, so very close. Her legs were shaking and her body was coated in a fine sheen of sweat. Lacey wasn’t sure she could take much more. The mind-numbing pleasure was almost more than she could bear. Then he drew on her clit hard, tonguing the bud as he pulled it into his mouth, and she shattered. Her back bowed off the bed, her mouth opened on a silent scream and her heart nearly beat out of her chest, and still he sucked on her clit.

  She rode the orgasm to its completion, her body limp, her breath coming out in hard pants. It took great concentration to get her fingers to unclench the sheets. Draco nipped the inside of her thigh and rose over her body. She reached for him, laying her hand against his cheek. Her arm felt so heavy, she was that satisfied. But she knew there was more to come.

  Draco turned into her hand and kissed her palm before leaning down and claiming her lips. She tasted herself on him, but she wasn’t repulsed by it. He nuzzled her neck and gently bit her shoulder. His cock was pulsing against her, wanting entrance. There was no way she’d deny him the pleasure he’d already given her. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she lifted her hips, taking him partway inside.