by Becca Van
“What are you waiting for, mate?” she asked in a husky voice.
That seemed to snap Airen out of the sexual daze he was in, because he shoved to his feet and began shucking his clothes quickly. By the time she was finished undressing, he was already naked. She giggled when he swept the papers on the table off onto the floor but before she could say anything, he picked her up and sat her on the table. When she reached for him, he grasped her wrists in his hand and then gently pushed her back until she was lying on the dining table with her legs hanging over the edge. He pulled her arms up over her head and pressed them against the solid wood.
“Leave your hands there, honey.”
She nodded and then frowned when he pulled the chair in closer and sat down. When he hooked her legs over his arms, she didn’t need to ask what he was about. It was more than obvious when he spread and lifted her legs, and she couldn’t wait. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she panted when Airen’s warm moist breath brushed over her wet folds and throbbing clit. Her pussy clenched and cream wept from her entrance.
“You smell so fucking delicious, mate. I need to taste all that sweet honey.”
Dusty didn’t know if Airen wanted a response, but when he lowered his head to her pussy, any words on the tip of her tongue fled. She whimpered when he dipped the tip of his tongue into her creamy well and then licked up through her labial lips toward her clit. The air backed up in her lungs exploded out with a noisy whoosh when he swirled his tongue over her sensitive engorged pearl, and she bucked her hips.
“Oh god,” she groaned when he lashed her clit with the tip of his tongue. “So good.” Dusty rolled her head back and forth on the table, her legs jerking and her belly muscles jumping each time Airen licked her responsive bundle of nerves.
When he pressed a finger up into her wet pussy, she cried out and clenched around him.
Airen lapped down through her folds, opened his mouth over her entrance, and slurped at her juices. Liquid heat pooled in her belly and spread down to her cunt. When her pussy rippled around his finger, she realized she was seconds away from coming and tried to hold her orgasm off. Dusty didn’t want to climax until her mate’s cock was buried deep inside her pussy.
Airen lifted his mouth from her cunt and met her gaze with passion-hazed blue eyes. “Don’t hold back on me, mate. I want you coming in my mouth so I can drink down all that sweet juice.”
“Oh!” she moaned as he added another finger to her pussy and began to pump them in and out of her channel. “I want…to wait…for you,” she panted out.
“You don’t think you’re only coming once, do you, Dusty? If I have my way, you’ll orgasm three times before I find my own release.”
She rolled her head on the table again, not sure if she’d survive Airen’s passion. She wasn’t sure if she could come that many times and live to tell, but it would be a hell of a lot of fun to find out.
Airen lowered his head to her pussy once more, but this time instead of zeroing in on her clit with his tongue, he licked up one side of her folds and down the other, deliberately avoiding her distended nub. Without conscious thought, she reached down and clutched hold of Airen’s brown hair. He lifted his head and stared into her eyes. Dusty blinked at him with confusion.
“Put your hands back, honey,” he ordered.
She did as he asked, and as soon as she’d complied with his directive, Airen began to pump his fingers in and out of her pussy. She growled with frustration, because he was going too slowly for her to reach orgasm.
He twirled his tongue around her clit and then laved over the engorged bud. The tension began to build gradually, and he thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy, faster, harder, and deeper. Just when she thought she was about to topple over the edge, he lifted his mouth and stopped moving his fingers.
“Airen! God, please?”
“God isn’t the one pleasuring you, mate. I am.”
“Oh!” She gasped when he twisted his fingers inside of her and then crooked them. Her body jerked involuntarily when he caressed the pads of his digits over her G-spot. Cream leaked from her entrance and her legs began to shake. “Oh, oh, oh,” Dusty chanted.
“Yeah, honey. That’s it. Give it to me, mate. Come for me, Dusty. Now!” Airen commanded. He lowered his mouth over her clit and suckled on it firmly as he rubbed that hot spot on the top wall of her pussy. She came with a scream.
Her pussy clenched and released around Airen’s still-stroking fingers, and her whole body convulsed as she climaxed. Cream gushed from her pussy as she flew straight up into ecstasy. She was vaguely aware of her mate slurping and gulping down her juices, and that just seemed to drive her wilder. She shook and shivered in a never-ending conflagration of rapture. Finally, as the palpitations began to slow, and the tension eased from her muscles, she sucked air into her burning lungs and noticed her throat was sore. She mentally cringed when she remembered screaming loudly and hoped no one had heard her, though she didn’t think they would have since her mates had a ten-acre tract of land.
Airen eased his fingers from her pussy, shoved to his feet, and bent down toward her. She didn’t care that her cum was glistening on his lips and chin. All she cared about was loving her man. She whimpered with need when he covered her mouth with his and licked into her mouth. Her groan of hungry excitement was muffled between their mouths as they ravaged each other. Dusty couldn’t believe how much she liked how her cream tasted mixed in with Airen’s manly flavor, and she twirled her tongue around his, wanting more.
She shivered when he draped her knees over the crook of his arms and moaned when the tip of his hard cock pressed against her entrance. She bucked her hips up toward his, straining her body to get his into her faster, but he shifted back slightly.
He released her lips and panted in a breath before lifting his gaze to hers. “I’m in control of our love making, honey. This is all about you. I love you, mate.”
“Love…you…too,” she gasped out. “Please, Airen? I need you so much.”
“I wanted to make this special, honey.”
“It is,” she rasped. “Everything you, Archer, and Broden do to and with me is special. I want to touch you, too. I want you to feel as much pleasure as I do, Airen.”
“How can you doubt what you make me feel, honey? Every time I kiss and touch you, my body lights up with a hungry need so profound, I can barely restrain myself.”
“You don’t need to hold back, Airen. I might be small compared to all of you, but I won’t break. I thought I’d already proven that.”
“You have, honey, but I want to take my time. I love watching you as you come. You’re just so fucking sexy.”
Dusty used his distraction against him and bowed her hips up fast and hard. She moaned, and he groaned as his cock sank into her halfway.
“Minx,” he rasped out.
She tightened her legs around his hips and dug her heels into his ass, but her attempt at control didn’t last long since her knees were still hooked over his arms.
“That was sneaky.” Airen growled when she flexed her vaginal muscles, and when she noticed he was clenching his jaw and the muscles were ticking rapidly, she realized he was hanging on by a thread, so she clamped down around him again.
Airen roared and drove into her until he was embedded balls deep. He gave her a moment or two to get used to being stretched so wide around his cock, and then he began to rock his hips. In and out, he glided his cock in a slow, lazy rhythm as if he had all the time in the world, but Dusty didn’t want slow. She wanted fast and hard. She wanted him pounding in and out of her until they both screamed their completion.
She straightened her legs to ease the stiffness in her hips. Airen must have seen her grimace or he realized what she was doing, because he removed his arms from beneath her knees and placed her feet on the edge of the table. He braced his hands on either side of her shoulders and gave her a hard, passionate kiss, before licking and nibbling his way down toward her chest. He cupped bot
h breasts in his hands, massaging the soft globes, and he suckled on first one nipple, then the other.
Dusty hooked her legs around his hips, tightened her muscles, and pulled him into her so deeply, she felt the head of his dick up against the entrance to her womb.
Airen grunted but finally got the hint. He straightened, grasped her hips, and began to drive his hard cock in and out of her pussy hard, fast, and deep.
She moaned and clutched at his forearms as he pounded in and out of her pussy. Tension began to invade her muscles, and her limbs began to shake. Lewd slurping sounds came from her soaked channel each time Airen’s cock shuttled in and out.
The wet, frictional slide had all her sensitive nerves sparking higher. Her womb ached, and her clit throbbed along with her rapid heartbeat. The walls of her pussy gathered closer and closer together.
And then she was hovering right on the precipice.
Airen held her arching hips down with a firm hand splayed over her belly and then delved into the top of her folds with a long, thick finger. He rubbed over her wet clit as he hammered in and out of her pussy.
Dusty screamed as she hurtled toward the stars. Her whole body shook and shivered as rapture washed over and through her. Cream wept from her body each time her pussy clamped down hard around Airen’s still shuttling cock only to release again. The nirvanic contractions seemed to go on forever until finally they began to wane.
Just as she opened her eyes to look at Airen, he leaned over her and licked his mating mark. He roared as he shoved his cock deep into her pussy and sank his teeth into her flesh.
Dusty opened her mouth on a soundless scream as she shot straight back up into euphoric bliss. Darkness invaded her vision, and she had no idea if her eyes were open or closed. Each time Airen’s cock jerked and pulsed inside of her as he filled her with his cum, her body quivered and quaked.
She gasped in a deep breath and blinked to clear her sight as trembles and aftershocks continued to wrack her small frame.
Airen slumped against her, licking and lapping at her shoulder with his tongue. He kissed her neck and then shoved up onto his hands.
“Are you all right, honey?”
“Oh, yeah.” She shuddered as another aftershock raced through her body.
Airen wrapped his arms around her, lifted her against his chest, and then sank down onto the chair. He caressed his up and down her back and kissed her lovingly on the lips.
“That was amazing, mate. I love you.”
“I love you, too, Airen.” She sighed with satiation and rested her head against his chest. She loved how her mates held her after they made love. Her heart was so full of emotion, she just couldn’t seem to get close enough to her man.
The hair on the back of her neck stood on end, but she pushed her trepidation away. This wasn’t the time to be thinking about the danger that could be coming her way. This was her time to savor being in Airen’s loving arms.
Nothing was going to destroy their wonderful, heartfelt, soulful moment together.
Chapter Eighteen
“You are so fucking beautiful,” Archer whispered as he watched Dusty sleep. He felt as if all his Christmases had come at once, because today was his day to stay with his mate while Airen and Broden were working at the clinic. He was looking forward to spending every single minute with his mate, and this time he would have her all to himself.
He had plans to take her shopping for clothes, but that wouldn’t be until later in the day. It was cold out, even though it had stopped snowing, and he wanted to wait until the temperature had risen as much as it was going to. He hated seeing Dusty shivering with cold.
She sighed in her sleep and scrunched her nose just before she turned toward him. Archer bit his tongue to hold in a moan of need when she lifted her leg to drape over his hips, rubbing against his hard cock in the process. He’d been staring at her gorgeous, tranquil features for more than an hour and couldn’t seem to deny himself such a simple pleasure. Although there was nothing simple about their woman in any way shape or form.
Dusty had a huge heart, and that worried him. He was concerned that if the fuckers after her ended up in town, she would put herself in the line of fire to protect everyone else, including him and his brothers.
If he could, he would keep her sequestered away so that she was safe at all times, but he knew that she’d rip him a new asshole if he ever suggested such a thing. He pushed his disconcerting thoughts aside when her eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes.
“Hey,” she greeted him in a raspy voice.
“Morning, sweetness. How’d you sleep?”
“Like a log.” She rubbed at her eyes. Her hands were so damn small they weren’t much bigger than a child’s. “What time is it?”
“A little after eight.”
“Really?” Dusty bolted upright and glanced about the room before she turned her gaze back to him. Her lower lip pouted out for a second or two. “I missed seeing Broden and Airen off.”
“Don’t be upset about that, mate. They both kissed you good-bye and made me swear to let you sleep until you woke up by yourself.” Archer pushed his arm in under her neck and wrapped it around her shoulders before pulling her closer.
“Hmm, this is nice,” he said.
“Yeah, it is.”
“What were you dreaming about last night, sweetness? You were restless and even cried out in your sleep a few times.”
“I did?” She frowned.
Archer kissed her forehead. “Yeah. Were you dreaming about your stepbrother?”
“If I did, I don’t remember. Sleeping between you all seems to keep the nightmares at bay most of the time.”
“I’m glad.” Archer rolled from his side onto his back, taking Dusty with him until she was lying on top of him.
“What do you have planned for the day? Are you going to go over the border patrol reports like Airen did? You shouldn’t have postponed your turn protecting our country. I would have been fine here by myself.”
Archer caressed up and down her back, and when he got to her naked ass, he squeezed her cheeks and then lightly swatted them.
“Hey.” She lifted her head from his chest and frowned at him. “What was that for?”
“You know why we aren’t about to leave you on your own, mate. We’ll pay back whoever has taken over our shift, so you don’t need to worry.”
“Why not?” she asked a little belligerently. “You all worry over me.”
“As we should. You’re still in danger, and until those fuckers are behind bars, we aren’t leaving you alone.”
“That’s a little hypocritical.” Dusty straddled his hips with her hands braced on his chest and frowned down at him.
“How do you figure?” He frowned back.
“You’d be in danger working at the border. How many people try to smuggle guns and other things in and out of the country? Has anyone ever aimed a gun at you?”
Archer didn’t want to answer that question, because Dusty was riled enough as it was. His hesitation must have been answer enough, though.
She scrambled from his lap and crawled toward the edge of the bed. He squeezed his eyes closed and tried to get his raging lust under control, but seeing that sexy peach of an ass swaying and flexing as she moved away from him was enough to drive a saint to temptation.
He sat up, flung the covers aside, and swung his feet to the floor. Keeping his gaze locked with hers, he stalked around the bed toward his mate. Archer almost grinned as she placed her hands on her hips and began tapping her foot impatiently. There was fire in her eyes, and he hoped to change that anger into arousal.
“We were never in any danger, sweetness. The asshole never managed to pull the trigger, and if he had, I would have healed quickly.”
“What if he’d shot you in the heart? No one could survive that, Archer.” Tears welled and covered her mouth to stifle a sob.
He felt like an absolute bastard. He’d had no intention of making her cry. Ever.
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When he was in touching distance, he moved fast so she couldn’t back away from him and swept her up into his arms. “Sweetness, don’t cry. Please? I swear to you here and now that if someone ever shot at me, Broden, or Airen, we won’t die. It might not show on the outside or when we’re in human form, but a Kodiak bear has a layer of fat that protects them from the cold. The fat would slow a bullet down before it could do any major damage.”
Dusty shook her head and then eyed his shoulders and arms. She tried to pinch the skin over his bicep but had trouble since his muscle was quite large. “There isn’t an ounce of fat on you, Archer.”
“It’s all internal.”
“Do you have the urge to hibernate in winter?” Dusty slapped her hand over her mouth, and her cheeks turned red.
Archer grinned and tugged her hand away from her mouth. “That’s not a stupid question, sweetness. Kodiaks do hibernate in winter. However, we aren’t pure Kodiak’s, we’re half human, so, no, we don’t nor have the urge to hibernate in winter. We do tend to eat more than normal, though.”
“There’s nothing normal about the amount of food you all consume.”
He chuckled and then carried her toward the bathroom. He lowered her to her feet and turned her toward the enclosed facilities. “Why don’t you go and take care of business while I start the shower?”
“Okay.” Dusty hurried across the room.
Archer reached into the large cubicle and turned the water on. Moments later, steam began to rise, and after checking the temperature to make sure it wasn’t too hot for his mate, he stepped in under the spray. Dusty joined him a minute or so later and washed her hands.
“Turn around, mate, and let me wash your hair.”
She presented him with her back and tipped her head back to wet her hair. When it was soaked, Archer grabbed the bottle of shampoo and tipped some into the palm of his hand and then massaged it into her tresses and scalp.