by Faith Gibson
Dane licked his lips before he settled his mouth over her clit. He sucked at her nub, and Marley thought she was going to come from the very first touch. Dane pressed against her inner thighs, pushing her legs farther apart, putting her on display for him. Alternating between flicking her clit and licking at her opening, Dane was setting Marley on fire. She leaned back on her elbows and closed her eyes, allowing herself to feel. And listen. And enjoy. Dane’s moans of appreciation were as loud as hers. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any better, Dane slid his fingers inside her wetness, touching every spot in her core he could reach.
“Oh, god… Right there… Oh…” Marley panted as her body tensed. She wanted Dane to draw out her release, yet she was ready to come so she could get on to the good stuff. Not that this wasn’t good. It was better than what he did to her standing by her front door. “Dane…” Marley’s brain was scrambled from the pheromones or whatever other kind of moans he was pulling from her. All she could think about was getting him naked and inside her.
“Let go, Sweetness. Let me feel you come apart on my fingers,” he urged. Marley lay all the way down, grabbing the comforter in her fists and holding on while giving in to his command. Dane amped up the friction inside while pinching her clit with his other hand. Her climax hit hard, and Marley’s lower body convulsed through it. “Fuck yeah, Baby. I can’t wait until your pussy’s squeezing my dick this hard.”
Marley loved Dane’s dirty talk. It made her feel sexy. Her pulsing subsided, and Dane removed his fingers, sucking them into his mouth before he licked at her opening. By the time he was finished lapping her essence with his tongue, his close-cropped beard was glistening. Dane stood and reached behind his neck, pulling his shirt off. He wiped his mouth and chin before dropping the polo to the floor. Marley rose up on her elbows to watch as Dane stripped his pants off. She had felt his erection downstairs, but seeing it in the flesh was something she’d dreamed about. Literally.
Dane’s underwear was sexy as hell. They weren’t your average boxer briefs, but the kind you’d see on models. The front portion had a special pouch encasing his dick, and it was pushing at the limits of the fabric. Marley’s mouth watered in anticipation. Dane hooked his thumbs beneath the band and slowly pushed them down, pausing before she got a look at the goods. When he didn’t go any farther, she looked up at him and frowned. “You gonna let me see what’s mine, or do I have to give you a little help?” she teased.
Dane laughed, his dimples coming out in full force. That smile did crazy things to her. Couple the dimples with him getting naked? Marley was ready to jump the man. “You can help if you want,” he offered, holding his hands away from his body.
Marley scrambled off the bed and tore his underwear down his legs, only slowing down to make sure she didn’t hurt his erection. She took a step back to admire his body. “Turn around,” she said, twirling her finger to help indicate what she wanted. Dane did as she asked. There in the middle of his back was a tattoo. She stepped closer and traced the ink before kissing the skin it covered. Dane shivered, but didn’t move otherwise. She lowered her gaze, taking in every inch of prime real estate. His ass was a work of art. “How many squats do you do a day?”
“Not that many, why?”
“Because your ass is yummy. I wanna take a bite and hope I get lockjaw.” Dane laughed again, and Marley trailed her hands down the curve of his spine and over the globes of his butt, down his thighs and calves. “Turn around, please.” When he did, Marley gripped his hard-on in one hand while feeling the heaviness of his balls in the other. She’d never been so brazen before, but something about the way Dane looked at her made her bolder. Marley touched her tongue to the moisture leaking from his slit. Wanting more of that, she took him into her mouth and swallowed him as far as possible without gagging. Dane was a big fella in more ways than one.
“Fuck, Marley…” Dane grunted and fisted her hair in both hands. He didn’t try to take over, just held her. He was probably grounding himself. It’s what she had done when she grabbed hold of the covers. Marley loved the way his dick was hard as a piece of rebar on the inside yet silky smooth on the outside. She worked him with her tongue and her fist since she couldn’t take all of him into her mouth. He didn’t seem to mind by the way he was groaning and cursing. She had always thought balls looked funny, dangling there behind a dick, but not Dane’s. She found she liked the way they felt in her hand. Dane did too, because when she tugged on them, he thrust into her mouth.
“Stop, Sweetness. Come up here.” Dane pulled her up under her arms and kissed her hard. His tongue snaked inside her mouth, and she gave as good as she got. Dane Abbott could kiss! “You were going to make me come, and I want to be inside you when I do.” Dane turned the covers down and helped Marley onto the huge bed. She scooted back until her head was cradled on the fluffy pillows, and Dane crawled over her.
“Gods, you are spectacular. I could look at you all day.”
Marley appreciated that, but her body was on fire with need. “That’s nice and all, but I’d rather you slide that pretty dick of yours inside me and ravage me all day.”
Dane grinned. “You’re something else.” He leaned down and kissed her while sliding his erection against her mound. “Are you ready for me?”
“I’ve been ready. Make love to me, and then bite me. Let’s seal this deal. Yeah?” Marley urged.
“Yeah.”
Dane eased his hardness into her body, and Marley held her breath. Her release made the glide easier, and Dane stopped once he was seated fully inside. “You fill me up,” she whispered. “Now, make me feel you. Make me feel all of you.” Marley kept her eyes on Dane’s as he eased in an out, making love to her the way she’d asked. Each glide of his erection inside filled Marley with a sense of belonging. If she’d had sex with a hundred men before or after Dane, not one would have been able to connect with her on the level he was. Their bodies were built for the other. They fit together perfectly, and Marley had no doubt it would be this good each time Dane took her. Maybe better. Never less than it was then. Marley had found home.
She kept her eyes on his while stroke after stroke felt better than the last. Marley couldn’t get enough. She wanted Dane farther inside, but that wasn’t possible. She touched him everywhere she could reach. His arms and shoulders. His powerful thighs. His strong chest and ripped abs. Marley surged up and took Dane’s mouth, their tongues matching the rhythm of their lower bodies. She was drunk on the energy their lovemaking exuded into the room. If Dane made love to her twice a day for the rest of their lives, it would never be enough.
Chapter Twelve
Dane was barely containing the beast. Now that he was inside Marley, the shifter was urging him to take her hard and make her theirs. For once, they were on the same page. The way Marley moved with him, the way her fingers caressed every inch of his body, the way her eyes never left his, all of it was too much yet not enough. Never enough. His thoughts echoed hers. Dane could hear Marley in his head, and he knew theirs would be a love for the ages.
“I don’t know how much longer I can hold back, Sweetness.”
“Then don’t. Let go, Dane. Let me see the real you while you mark me.”
Her permission was all it needed for the beast to take over. Dane pistoned into Marley’s heat, thrusting harder each time. Her eyes widened as he released his wings, and she wrapped her legs around his waist and dug in, meeting him thrust for powerful thrust. “Do it, Chief,” she urged, tilting her head to the side.
Dane toyed with her neck, licking the spot and grazing his fangs across her skin. Goosebumps formed across her shoulder. Marley reached behind him, touching the edge of his wings, and Dane lost control. He sank his fangs in deep while coming even deeper inside his mate. Marley screamed out his name when her own orgasm hit, and her pussy tightened around his cock. Dane drank the blood pouring from her neck, lapping it up while his dick pulsed inside her. He thanked the gods he had enough sense to retract his fangs when h
e felt Marley go still beneath him. Dane panted through the release, not wanting the experience to end. Sated, the beast retreated, leaving Dane in control. He withdrew his wings and reached out to gauge Marley’s mood. His mate was blissful.
“Whoa,” she whispered.
Dane kissed her neck several times, praying he hadn’t hurt her. Biting her during sex had been much more intense than when he bit her at the hospital. She was still running her hands all over his body, and Dane wanted to roll over and purr like a cat. Her touch was something he craved, and she gave it freely. He nuzzled her neck and asked, “Everything okay?”
“Okay? That was spiritual. It was like everything slowed down and sped up at the same time. You were pounding me, which felt amazing by the way, but when you were biting me, it was like time stalled out. I’ll worship at the church of Dane anytime.”
Dane grinned against her neck and nipped her earlobe. “I’m pretty sure I understand. It was that way for me when you touched my wings. That sent me over the edge.”
“Good to know,” she husked.
As badly as he wanted to stay buried inside, Dane eased out so he could roll to his side and stare at Marley. “How much recovery time do you need?” she asked, swirling her fingers around one of his nipples. Dane shivered, and his cock began filling out.
“You keep touching me like that, and not much time at all.” Dane rolled to his back taking Marley with him. She wasn’t heavy, but he liked her weight on top of him. Marley’s eyes were a little glassy, so he asked her, “You sure you’re okay?”
“I am beyond okay. My head no longer hurts. I can hear your thoughts, and I just had an out-of-body experience during the best orgasm of my life. My fiancé is a superhero, and I have this whole new life ahead of me filled with a new family and friends.” Marley straddled his legs and reached between them, taking his erection in hand and directing it to her opening. “Do you mind?” she asked, lowering herself.
“Not at all. I like the view,” Dane said, and he did. His mate was a sight riding his dick with her eyes closed and her bottom lip tucked between her teeth. Marley used the muscles in her thighs to raise and lower her pussy onto his cock, her breasts pointing at him, begging for attention. Dane latched onto both nipples and twisted, eliciting a moan from her throat. After a couple of minutes, Dane sat up and moved Marley’s legs so they were wrapped around his body. He pushed over to the edge of the bed and stood, taking Marley to the wall next to the door. “I’ve always wanted to do this,” he said as he thrust into her body while holding her ass in his hands.
“I’ve never had wall sex, either. I’m finding I rather like it,” Marley grunted between thrusts. It didn’t take long for both of them to reach their climaxes. Instead of pulling out when the last of their pulses subsided, Dane carried Marley into the large bathroom and started the shower.
“I want to get you clean so I can dirty you up again,” he said against her lips while the water heated. They took turns lathering each other, and Dane gently washed Marley’s hair, taking care around the spot where her hair was shaved. He got her dirty up against the tile wall before washing her off again. After drying off, Marley brushed the tangles out of her hair, and they brushed their teeth. Dane had never shared a bathroom with a woman, and the domesticity felt wonderful. Seeing her things on the counter with his was like the final piece of a puzzle coming together.
Dane took Marley back to their bedroom where they put on their pajamas. Dane could have gone all night, but Marley had to be sore, and he wanted to show her the rest of the house.
Dane smiled when Marley pulled out a pair of Batman sleeping pants. “Look, Chief. It was a sign,” she said pointing at the logo. “We were definitely meant to be together.”
“You’re a nut,” he said affectionately.
“Yes, but I’m your nut. You knew how I was before you bit me.”
“I did, and I bit you anyway.”
After showing Marley the remainder of the house, they put away the leftover pizza and washed the dishes before settling on the couch. Dane sat on one end with his feet propped on the coffee table, and Marley settled with her head in his lap. He was looking forward to when the weather cooled off and they could have a fire in the fireplace. Dane loved the smell of wood burning. “Where would you like to go on our honeymoon?” he asked, thinking maybe they could find somewhere up north with a cabin.
“As long as I’m with you, I really don’t have a preference. I’ve never traveled, so I wouldn’t know where to start,” Marley said around a yawn.
“Do you like the beach? Would you want to do a cruise? Or maybe find a cabin in the woods where there was a possibility of snow? I’ll take you anywhere you want to go.”
Marley didn’t respond, and Dane looked down to find his mate had fallen asleep. Dane brushed her hair back from her face and enjoyed the silence of their new home. He knew it wouldn’t last long before the Clan began visiting, and he was all right with that. Having people care about you was a good thing. Gently, Dane lifted Marley, cradling her to his chest, and took her back upstairs to their bed. He placed her on the side closest to the door while he got a towel out of the bathroom to cover the wet spot. He should have changed the sheets, but he figured they’d just get messed up again when they woke up.
He hadn’t been wrong. Marley woke up, ready to go again, and at some point during the next day, he found his handcuffs. Sex with his mate was an adventure. Each time she wanted to try something new or different, he was right there making sure she got what she wanted, and in turn, she reciprocated.
They finally gave in to the need for sleep, and Dane held Marley close until the early morning hours, thinking of how much his life had changed in the past week and how much it was going to continue to change as they got married and went forward with their lives together. There was no regret present or wondering if they had rushed into being mates. Dane loved everything about Marley, from her witty banter to the way she pouted when she didn’t get her way. He had seen the same face on Grace. Thinking of Marley’s daughter hurt Dane in a way he couldn’t explain. Marley had given her up out of love, but he still wished they could raise her as theirs. If Marley didn’t want to have another child, maybe Dane could talk her into adopting. He fell asleep to thoughts of Marley holding a baby while Dane wrapped them both in his love.
When Dane woke the next morning, he knew right away something was wrong. The love and peace that had been in the room when he fell asleep was gone. In its place was something darker. He opened his eyes to find Marley turned toward him with her fists tucked under her chin. “I remember,” she whispered. She must have been waiting on him to wake up.
Dane turned toward her and held one of her hands. “Do you want to talk about it?”
“You told me what happened, and I knew it was going to be bad, I just didn’t expect to feel that helpless.”
“I’m so sorry,” Dane said again. He had failed her, but he vowed to never fail her again.
“It’s not your fault. You did what you thought was best in the situation. If I had stayed, more people would have been at risk without you going up against the Unholy.”
“I get that, Sweetness, but you are my first priority. As chief of police, I have a responsibility to the people of New Atlanta, but you are my number one priority, and you always will be. I will turn in my badge before I ever let something happen to you again.”
Dane’s phone pinged with an incoming text. He had ignored all other notifications up until that point, but he was Chief, and he could only shirk his duties for so long. When he saw who it was he grinned. He opened his phone and handed it to Marley. “It’s for you,” he informed her.
Marley took his phone and read the message from his father. She looked up at Dane and smiled. “Dad wants to know if he and Caroline can stop by today.”
“That’s up to you. Are you ready for company? You can always ask for an extra day to recuperate.”
“Is that what we’re calling wild monkey sex?”
Dane laughed and pulled Marley down for a kiss. “I don’t care what we call it as long as we keep having it.”
“Do you mind if they stop by?” Marley bit her bottom lip.
“Not at all. I’ll start breakfast if you want to take a shower. If I know my father, he’s sitting with his keys in his hand, ready to walk out the door.”
“Yes,” she said and did a fist pump. “I really like your dad.”
“He took quite a shine to you, too.” Dane kissed her on the nose and rolled out of bed.
“I’m going to change the sheets again before I get in the shower. I’m sure your parents will want to look around, and I’d rather not have them seeing our mating mess.”
“Mating mess?”
“You have to admit the bed is a wreck.”
“That it is. I’ll grab the dirty linens and take them downstairs to put in the washer. At this rate, we’re going to need to stock up.”
After pulling the sheets from the bed, Dane changed into a pair of jeans and a T-shirt before padding downstairs. He tossed the linens in the hamper before he started the coffee and gathered what he needed for pancakes, bacon, and eggs. When he heard the shower turn off, he put the sheets in the washing machine. He had just poured pancake batter onto the griddle when he felt Marley enter the room. He loved how connected they were. He loved everything about his mate. He couldn’t wait to show her every single day how much he appreciated she was his.
“You can start by finding my phone or buying me another one,” she said as she poured coffee into one of the mugs Dane had placed on the counter.