The New Girl

by Ana Vela

  Drei wondered what she thought of the place, wished he could read her mind too. She looked like she went to the gym or did some sort of physical activity, her arms and belly were toned and muscular. Would her eyes twinkle if she peeked into the second bedroom, which he’d converted into a combination weight room and office?

  “I love the dining room table,” she offered, head cocked. It was satinwood, carved all of a piece, a huge chunk of smoothly polished wood. He loved that fucking table. He loved that she loved that table.

  “It’s a great table.” Drei’s eyes dropped to the upper swells of her breasts where they pressed against her leather vest. They should probably talk about what had just happened back at HQ with his mother.

  Cassandra took a step toward him, eyes twinkling. “We probably should.”

  They should probably figure out a safer place for her to go. Because his mother was not going to give up the idea of the lab rats figuring out what made Cassandra tick.

  “She probably won’t.” Cassandra moved another step closer, a smile playing around her wide mouth.

  It was probably weird that he liked the idea of her hearing his thoughts, knowing that she knew exactly what he was thinking. Cassandra chuckled.

  “It really is.”

  Drei’s big hands curled over her hips, squeezing, molding her flesh. His throat was dry at the thought of touching her bare skin, laying her beneath him. He cleared it. This attraction, the way he felt about her abilities, his instinctual reaction to protect her from his mother... He had to face it. It probably all meant she was his Mate.

  Cassandra licked her lips and pressed her body against him. “I probably am.”

  He kissed her this time, slanting his mouth over hers, drawing that full lower lip between his teeth and worrying it before swiping the bite away with a sweep of his tongue.

  “Andrei,” she groaned into his mouth, arms sliding around his waist. Her long fingers slid beneath the hem of his t-shirt and glided up his back, tracing the muscles along his spine. Lightning followed in the wake of her touch.

  He cupped her ass and pulled her tight against him, rocking his hips to rub the steely length of his erection against her bare belly. Cassandra moaned and undulated in his grip.

  Their tongues tangled and retreated as they claimed each other’s mouth. Drei reluctantly released her ass to slide one hand up into the fiery silk of her hair and tug her head back. He slid his lips along her cheek to nip at her ear, then down her jaw, nibbling, to her throat.

  He sucked at the pulse point below her ear as his right hand stroked over her side to finally attack the buttons that held her vest closed. “Clothes, off,” he growled against the skin of her collarbone.

  “Yes!” Her hands clutched at his back as she began to heel-and-toe off her boots. She kicked them away, pulled her hands out of his shirt and began fumbling at the button of her jeans.

  Drei popped the first button free of its hook and then moved quickly on to the second and third. He slid his mouth back to hers and renewed his passionate assault on her lips as he pushed his hand beneath the leather vest. Her skin was warm and damp beneath the leather, and he was beyond pleased that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

  “Fuck, Cassandra.” He cupped the soft mound of her tit, squeezing, and felt her nipple pebble against his palm. She gasped, her fingers fumbling. Cassandra finally slid down the zipper on her jeans and shoved them down her legs, kicking them free of her feet.

  “More,” she murmured against his lips, nipping at his chin. Drei used his free hand to push the vest from her shoulders and then stepped slightly back to look at her.

  Heat poured down his spine like lava. She’d not been wearing any underwear beneath her jeans. When the vest fell to the floor it left her naked but for a pair of plain black socks. His cock pulsed painfully in the confines of his jeans. Cassandra smiled, turned on her heel, and strode toward his bedroom door, leaving her clothes and boots scattered where they had fallen.’

  Drei didn’t need her to issue an invitation. He tore at his boot laces and kicked them quickly aside, tossing his socks after, and hurried behind her. He tugged his t-shirt off over his head just as she slipped through the bedroom door, the rounded curve of her naked ass disappearing from view.

  When he turned the corner, she’d already peeled off her socks and sprawled out across the deep crimson of his comforter on her stomach. Her slender legs were crossed at the ankle, toes pointed in his direction, the silken flame of her hair pouring down the long, pale column of her back.

  And for fuck’s sake, that ass. Round and smooth and perfect. Cassandra looked back over her shoulder at him and grinned, her lips slightly swollen and red from his kisses.

  “I thought you’d like the view.”

  “Christ yes. The things I want to do to your ass.” His cock leapt. Cassandra’s eyes twinkled.

  “I know. I heard, remember?” She wiggled her hips a little. Drei groaned. Her smile got bigger. “I would stand behind that bar, night after night, and hope it was you who came to get drinks for your brothers... because then I could listen to all the deliciously dirty plans you had in mind for me.”

  He climbed onto the bed, straddling her thighs and bent to take her mouth, sucking at her wicked, teasing tongue. “And here I thought you didn’t like me.” He kissed the back of her neck, nipped the spot where it joined her shoulder, and then dragged his lips down the groove of her spine.

  “I know,” she replied breathlessly, arching her back into his touch. “I could never think of what to say. My brain was always too full of the images you put there.”

  Drei pressed his mouth to the small dip at the base of her spine, just above the upper curve of her ass. “Like this?” He’d pictured doing this to her enough times. He swiped his tongue over one pale curve, biting down gently. Cassandra gasped, her hips twitching.

  “Yes!”

  He slipped his hands beneath her, squeezing the firm flesh of her breasts, rolling the nipples between his fingers as he nipped and licked her hips and buttocks. Cassandra squirmed beneath him. Drei slid back further, dragging his hands down her ribcage, molding her waist briefly before lifting her onto her knees.

  Drei slid off the bed and knelt, pulling her back toward him, urging her legs apart. Cassandra let him position her, still watching him over her shoulder, biting her lip.

  Below the luscious round curves of her ass was the slick mound of her pussy, smooth shaven and glistening with her juices. Desire kicked like a mule in Drei’s gut. She was fucking exquisite. And she was his.

  He nipped the back of her thigh, making her jump and mewl, before he slid his tongue between the slippery folds of her cunt. Cassandra tasted like water from mountain-fed stream, slightly mossy and mineral, clean and fresh and sweet.

  “Oh god, Andrei!” She pushed back against his invading tongue, her juices flowing into his eager mouth. Drei sucked at her pussy lips, nibbled her sensitive inner folds. His tongue flicked over the hard button of her clit and speared into her tight, silken passage.

  Drei drank her like a thirsty man, using his tongue and lips and teeth to caress her silky, drenched flesh. Cassandra arched and rocked, rubbing herself along his eager tongue. She bucked and tossed her head and cried out with abandon, egging him on. Her throaty moans a musical counterpoint to the wet sound of his sucking and licking.

  His big hands kneaded the smooth flesh of her ass, lifting her and holding her open so he could explore every dip and crevice with willful exuberance. He opened his mouth wide, covering her quivering mound as he pressed his tongue flat against the hard peak of her clit.

  Cassandra shuddered and groaned, shoving herself back onto his tongue. “Yes! Drei! God!”

  Her buttocks clenched in his hands and Drei felt her ripe, wet flesh convulse against his tongue, a fresh surge of slick, sweet juice drenching his lips. Drei groaned his own approval as he lapped at her twitching, spasming pussy, sucking gently at her sensitive clit.

  Thighs shaking, pant
ing, Cassandra collapsed forward onto his bed with a sigh. Drei chuckled at the picture she painted, still on her knees, that luscious ass in the air, her flushed cheek pressed to his comforter and her hair wild around her head. He kissed the backs of her knees, her thighs, her buttocks and hips, stroking her satin skin and marveling at the steely give of the muscle beneath.

  Drei worked his way back up her body, stretching out beside her and pressing his mouth to hers. Cassandra lifted her head to kiss him back, biting at his lower lip and sucking his tongue.

  “You know, for a man who doesn’t talk much, you sure have a way with your tongue.” She chuckled, extended her own tongue to glide against his. He laughed with her, stroking his hands over whatever parts of her he could reach. Drei couldn’t get enough of touching Cassandra.

  He ran his hands over her hair, lifting it to study the gleaming red and gold strands as they slid through his fingers. He traced the line of her ruddy brows and her long, straight nose. His cock was throbbing painfully in his jeans, nearly bursting with the need to be buried inside her, but Drei believed in being thorough. He was going to tease her back to the peak of arousal before plunging into the hot, slick confines he’d just explored with his tongue.

  “Oh, no sir. I’m not just a spectator here, Drei. I’m all about participation.” Cassandra rolled to her knees, her grin as feral as any Shifter girl’s could ever be. “My turn.”

  She shoved his shoulder, hard, turning him onto his back, and bent over him. Her hair fell around him like a wall of flame as she took his mouth in a ferocious kiss. She held his head, short fingernails scratching lightly at his scalp as she rubbed her tongue along his.

  Cassandra’s breasts were firm and high, her pink nipples stiff where they brushed against his chest. She twisted her torso, dragging them back and forth, over the dark patch of his chest hair, her mouth never leaving his as she attacked his lips.

  She worked her way lower, nibbling on the cord of his neck and scraping her teeth over his shoulder and collarbone, undulating her naked body to rub her breasts against his muscled abs. Her lips brushed over his chest, teeth nipping at one flat nipple, her tongue tracing the curve of a rib, the ridges of his 6-pack, the line of muscle at his hip that led like a beacon straight to his cock.

  Drei’s fingers tangled in the thick satin fall of her hair and he groaned beneath her determined onslaught. Her mouth was hot, wet, and determined. Three of his favorite things.

  She chuckled against his hip, her fingers stroking teasingly along the waistband of his jeans for the briefest moment before she yanked at the button. “I bet I can think of a few other things that merit ‘favorite’ status.” She slid his zipper down and tugged his jeans open, revealing the first several inches of his rock hard cock. She licked him with the flat of her tongue, humming a little as she got the taste of him.

  He arched upward, seeking that wet caress. “Fuck, yes, you can.” Cassandra’s fingers curled into his waistband and she began to pull downward, slowly uncovering him. Drei lifted his ass off the bed and released her hair as she slid down, dragging his jeans off his legs.

  “Holy.” Cassandra dropped his pants on the floor, green eyes wide as she took in the rock hard length of his dick where it stood up from his dark thatch of pubic hair. It throbbed visibly, the wide head flushed and glistening with pre-cum. She swallowed and licked her lips. “I should have guessed you’d be enormous everywhere.”

  Drei barked a laugh. “It’s nice to know I can surprise you.”

  Cassandra crawled back onto the bed, eyes intent on the impressive length of him. “You never think about it. How do you not think about it? If I had a cock this big, I’d go around thinking ‘Yup, I’ve got a twelve inch cock’ like, all the time.”

  “I guess it’s a good thing you don’t then.” He laughed again, the sound dissolving into a groan of pleasure as Cassandra wrapped strong, slender fingers around the base of his shaft.

  “Oh, I do though,” she said, grinning wickedly at him. “Right here. This is mine now.” She stroked her hand upward, squeezing firmly, curving her thumb over his cock head and rubbing.

  “Yes!” Drei hissed. At both the caress and her claiming of his cock. He felt a primal thrill at her assurance of ownership. He felt that way too.

  Cassandra smiled. “Good.” And then she lowered her head and slid her lips down over his cock. The silken glide of her mouth, the heat as she sank down his shaft, sent lightning bolts of pleasure straight to the base of Drei’s brain.

  She couldn’t take all of him, but she made a valiant effort, stroking what she couldn’t fit in her mouth. It felt exquisite, the tight press of her satin lips, the hard line of her teeth behind them, the wet velvet swipes of her tongue. Cassandra sucked him hard, pressing him against the roof of her mouth.

  “Cassandra!” Drei groaned, fisting his hands in her hair, thrusting up between her lips. She chuckled, the vibrations running along his shaft and making him shake. She was using both hands now, one stroking his shaft, the other kneading the heavy mass of his balls. She worked her mouth over him, head bobbing up and down, slow and steady as she sucked.

  Drei pressed his heels into the mattress, his thighs tense as he pushed himself up, meeting each downward glide of her mouth and hand. Heat was heavy in the pit of his stomach and the base of his spine as she licked around the flared ridge of his cock head.

  He swelled between her lips and he didn’t have to warn her because she knew. She knew as soon as he did that if she sucked hard just there one more time while squeezing...

  “Fuck!” The curse exploded out of Drei as pleasure detonated like a bomb all through him. He distantly heard Cassandra’s pleased hum as he came, body arching, surging into her heavenly, sucking mouth.

  His orgasm went on for what felt like a long time to Drei, as if he was pouring his entire being, his soul, into Cassandra, instead of just his seed. And she took every drop, pulling him into her, swallowing until she was full of him.

  It was Drei’s turn to collapse back on the bed, eyes closed, head thrown back. He felt drained, hollowed out, and every cell seemed to thrum with strange energy. Cassandra crawled up him, sliding the long, silken, warm length of her body over his still sensitive cock, making him groan.

  “Come on, soldier. We’re not done yet.” Her voice was husky as she slid her leg over his hip, rubbing the satin skin of her inner thigh against the wiry hair on his leg. Her cunt was hot and wet against his thigh, her smooth shaven lips a slick satin caress.

  His cock, still hard, jerked at the sensation. “Jesus.” Epic orgasm and soul draining come or not, Drei was instantly ready to keep going. More than ready. He needed to be inside Cassandra now.

  “Got to love that Shifter constitution.” She chuckled, rocking her hips, rubbing her slippery pussy up and down his tingling shaft.

  “It’s the Mating.” He grabbed her hips, trying to tug her into position. “Makes us crazy for each other until we can’t deny what we are, what this is.”

  Cassandra licked at his mouth and bit his chin, teasing him with tiny rotations of her hips, refusing to sink down on him. “And what are we? What is this?” She pushed down a little, taking just the smooth tip inside her silken confines.

  “Fated.” Drei snarled, answering both her questions and rolling her suddenly beneath him. Cassandra’s eyes flew wide as he pressed her into the mattress and drove into her.

  “Oh!”

  He hooked one muscled arm beneath her knee and tugged her leg up, hooking it over his shoulder and holding it there. He trapped her other leg between his own, spreading her wide as he bent forward, angling his hips, and buried every inch of his hard cock deep inside her rippling sheath.

  Cassandra’s back arched like a bow, her wide mouth falling open as Drei began to move. Her long, slender fingers stroked across her breasts, toying with her nipples as she held his gaze. Every muscle in Drei’s body was hard as steel as he pumped in and out, over and over, gliding deep into the hot, slick confines of
Cassandra’s snug pussy.

  The friction had them both groaning and straining, slick with sweat, breath harsh. Drei pressed his mouth to the smooth skin just above her knee, sucking hard, nipping as her pussy squeezed his cock in its silken grip.

  Cassandra writhed beneath him, pushing with her heel on the bed and pulling with her calf against his shoulder, curving her hips to slide up and down his length. With each down stroke, Drei pressed long and hard against her throbbing clit.

  She bit her lips, moaning, her green eyes glittering with lust, fair skin flushed with pleasure. Drei couldn’t take his eyes off her. His wanted to close and let him drown in the sensation of Cassandra’s clutching cunt. But he forced them to stay open, to watch the pink part of her lips, the tip of her tongue darting into the corner each time he swiveled his hips, the flare of fire in her eyes as he pushed all the way into her silken channel.

  The air between them crackled with the intensity of their connection. Drei could hear it, feel it prickling along his skin. Cassandra reached for his hand where it gripped her right hip and tugged it upward, pressing his palm against her breast. She held him there, hard, one hand squeezing his wrist, the other tangled with his as she lifted her hips to meet his deep thrusts.

  “Fill me up, Drei,” she cried, her voice ringing low and clear, like a bell. “Please! I need you!”

  He needed, too. Like before, to pour himself into her. But so much more this time. He curled his fingers around her breast, her knee and plunged into her gripping sheath, sinking every inch of himself into that hot, wet, silken sanctuary.

  “Cassandra!” All he could say was her name, but again, she knew. She always knew.

  “Yes,” she moaned. “Come for me, Drei. Come with me.” The taut muscles of her belly tightened. She began to shake and cried out his name, over and over.

  It was an order. Drei obeyed. He threw back his head and howled at the ceiling as pleasure like nothing he’d ever felt tore through him. His cock swelled and jerked within the satin grip of Cassandra’s quivering pussy, but Drei did more than just empty his seed into her.