by Stella Night
The sound of his voice sent a shiver through her. He was so masculine and dominant, everything she’d ever wanted in a man. Everything she knew he would be.
He leaned his head down to take her hard nipple in his mouth. He swirled his tongue around in maddening spirals, and she moaned at the sensation. He moved his mouth to her other breast, repeating the process until she was squirming and panting.
His hands unfastened the buttons of her jeans. Making quick work of them before he yanked them down her legs. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Dylan’s confident hand quickly found her center, stroking her with just the right amount of pressure to make her insides melt.
All the feelings pulsing through her body overwhelmed her. Dylan seemed to be everywhere at once, awakening a symphony of pleasure inside her like nothing she’d ever felt before. He had her moaning and panting and squirming and ready to burst.
His finger plunged into her velvety depths while his thumb made small little circles around her clit. It was all too much for her. All of the frustrated desire she’d been feeling throughout the day was coming to a head. The tidal wave inside her built to massive heights.
And then it crashed over her.
Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her limbs. She couldn’t think or breathe. Her body was so tense she couldn’t even make a sound. Her mouth opened, working silently, but the moans of pleasure stuck in her throat.
She collapsed forward against Dylan’s broad chest. She fought to catch her breath while Dylan stroked her back lightly. Even that subtle touch was too much for her already sensitive body. She needed a moment to recover.
She knew just how to do that.
She reached down with both hands and grasped Dylan’s length. He inhaled sharply at her touch. Looking down at her, she saw a slight smile on his lips. It was a new expression on his face, one she wasn’t used to anymore.
It was good to see him excited. It spurred her on, giving her hope she could break down his walls completely.
He leaned his head into the crook of her neck, trailing kisses along her sensitive skin while she caressed him. It was sweet and gentle, in stark contrast to the way Dylan had been behaving all night. She liked that he had this tender side to him. She loved that he was a strong, dominant man, but it was important to her that he was capable of treating her gently. It made her feel like they could have more than just a wild night together. They could have a future.
At the same time, the other side of Dylan, the primal and ferocious side of him, was what really excited her. She wanted to bring out that powerful, dominating side to him. Now was not the time for gentle.
She whispered into his ear as she stroked him. “Dylan,” she whispered. “My strong, powerful bear. I want you so badly. No more holding back. No more hesitation. I’ve waited so long to be together with you like this. I don’t want to wait anymore.”
“Are you sure?” Dylan asked.
She gave his cock a gentle squeeze, causing him to groan. “Does that seem like I’m sure?”
Dylan give a low, throaty chuckle. “Absolutely.”
Still, he seemed to hesitate.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you want me?”
Dylan looked hard into her eyes. “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything before.”
“Then take me,” she said, repeating the invitation she’d already given him.
Dylan’s eyes blazed with passion and he smothered her mouth with a kiss. His hips pushed forward and she feel his hardness probing into the sweet spot between her legs. It was just a light brush, the slightest bit of pressure. But it was enough to send her heart galloping in her chest.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” he said.
With that, he lifted her in his strong arms. She melted against his strong chest, feeling like she fit perfectly in his embrace.
She looked up into Dylan’s eyes and saw ferocity there. It was the look of the powerful man she’d been aching for all these years.
Seeing that look was both scary and thrilling. She was thrilled to know the man she loved was back, but now that he was, she was scared that she wouldn’t be able to handle Dylan at his most passionate.
She’d wanted to awaken the beast inside him, now she had. The question now was whether she could handle it.
Chapter 8
Dylan laid Rory down on the bed and pressed his body over hers. The feeling of his warm skin against hers filled her with longing. The anxious feeling in her stomach fled, replaced with sharp anticipation of what was about to come.
Rory had never been with a man. After falling in love with Dylan all those years ago, no other man had ever measured up. No other man had ever filled her with that intense desire she knew was possible with the right person.
She was feeling that desire right then. It was a welcome reminder she’d been right not to settle for any old guy who came along and showed interest. Dylan was the man she loved and the man she was always meant to be with.
Now that the moment was here, Rory couldn’t believe it.
Their bodies intertwined, almost as if they were meant to fit together perfectly. She felt his hard length pressing against her thigh. It was hot and hard. Her body responded to the feeling of it. She felt a hollow ache inside her core, desperate to be filled.
Dylan’s hand slid up her leg to cup her intimately. A low moan escaped her throat. She was unable to hold back.
Dylan’s low rumbling voice sounded like a love song in her ear. “I love the way you sound when I touch you. It drives me absolutely crazy.”
“I can’t help it,” she said shyly. “I can’t control myself.”
“That’s perfect. You can lose control all you want when you’re with me. I’m in control now. You’re all mine, and that means I’ll take care of you just right.”
Rory’s insides clenched deliciously. This was what she’d been aching for desperately. A man strong enough and dominant enough to take total control over her body. Dylan was that man.
He slid two fingers inside her, dipping into her wetness. Her hips bucked beneath him, seeming to move with a mind of their own. There was nothing she could do. Dylan knew just how to get her engine revving with just the slightest movement.
If he was this good with his hands, she could only wonder how good he would be with the rest of his body.
Her legs trembled on either side of his hand, wordlessly telling him how good he made her feel. It was also an invitation for more.
“Please,” she moaned. “Dylan, I need to feel you. All of you.”
“Soon,” Dylan whispered, in her ear. His hot breath tickling her neck. “I’m in control now. Trust me and relax, and you’ll enjoy every second.”
Dylan twisted his fingers in a very distracting way and pressed his palm against her sensitive clit. The sounds of her panting moans filled the air around them. It surprised her just how loud she could be. Of course, there was a lot she didn’t know about her own sexuality.
She’d been missing out all these years, but now that her and Dylan were finally together, she intended to make up for lost time.
Dylan seemed to be of the same mindset. He managed to coax a lifetime’s worth of pleasure out of her in a very short amount of time.
“Dylan, please. I know it’s my first time. But I can’t wait any longer.”
“That’s why I’m taking my time,” he said. “I want to make sure everything is just right.”
Her eyes danced over his body, drinking in the hard ridges of his muscles in the dim light of the bedroom. She ran her hand down his strong cheekbones, cupping his face. She locked gazes with him.
“I can’t imagine things ever being more right than they are at this moment,” she said. “I want you right now. Give me the thing I’ve been dreaming about for so long.”
Dylan growled low and raspy. “I wish I had the time to take things more slowly. So I could taste every inch of your delicious body. But I’ve been waiting for this moment, too. And I can’t hold back any longer.�
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Dylan’s sure hands wedged between her legs and guided them open. Rory spread herself eagerly, trembling with anticipation. She was thankful the room was mostly shadow so that Dylan couldn’t see how nervous she felt.
She wanted him more badly than she’d ever wanted anything, but at the same time, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of anxiety. She’d never done this before. What if she wasn’t any good? What if things were painful like she’d heard about? What if this changed things between them in some terrible, irrevocable way?
In the end, she didn’t care. She knew she needed and wanted this. That was enough, at least for tonight.
Dylan guided his thick cock between her legs. His stiff head parted her gently. He rubbed the tip of himself along her cleft with agonizing slowness. She groaned at the sensation, feeling like she would explode when he pressed his head against her swollen clit.
Then he positioned himself back at her entrance, lining himself up. He looked down into her eyes and kissed her tenderly.
Then he slid himself inside her. The sensation was unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. There was a quick sting of pain, and her entire body froze with tension. But it was quickly replaced by the delicious sensation of his length inside her.
So this was it? She was a virgin no longer. The idea sent a thrill through her. She felt like a major part of her life was now complete. After imagining this moment for so long, she couldn’t be more thrilled that it had finally happened. And that it finally happened with Dylan.
Those thoughts scattered on the wind as Dylan slowly stroked himself inside her. The feelings it awoke in her demanded her attention. She thought the throbbing ache inside her would subside, but if anything, her need became more intense.
Rory tilted her hips upwards, giving Dylan better access to her. She might not know much about sex, but she knew how good it felt when Dylan found certain spots. She did her best to guide him to those spots.
“Oh my God, Dylan. This is amazing.”
Sounds of her moans filled the air, but she was no longer embarrassed. Everything just felt too good to worry. Besides, Dylan had told her how much he liked the sounds she made. He gave her the freedom to enjoy herself without shame.
Dylan thrust inside her with a steady rhythm. He leaned down to trail kisses along her neck. Every touch of his lips was electric, sending a jolt of pleasure right to her core. He held himself up with one powerful arm and kneaded her tender breasts with his free hand.
Her entire body was on fire. Every nerve ending sizzled and popped from the sensations Dylan awoke within her. She couldn’t believe how good he could make her feel. Had she known, she would’ve tracked down Dylan years ago.
Dylan grunted and groaned, seeming to be enjoying himself every bit as much as Rory was. He plunged into her, seeming to go deeper and deeper with every stroke of his magnificent cock. His body tortured her deliciously. Pleasure consumed her body. She thought she might die if he didn’t stop, but she thought she would die if he did stop.
His lips crashed against hers. His teeth scraped over her lower lip maddeningly. There was something amazing about being connected to each other like this. Like they completed each other. The feeling was too intense. Too electric. She could feel her body about to burst. About to explode around Dylan’s length.
She moaned into his mouth, trying to hold back the feeling for some reason. She had the distant thought that she never wanted this moment to end. But then pleasure took over.
She slipped over the delicious edge. Wave after wave of pleasure pulsed through her body. Her lips broke away from Dylan’s and she moaned so loudly she worried the entire world could hear her.
Her entire body shook as she rode out her orgasm. She was vaguely aware of Dylan’s body tensing up as well. She felt his cock spasm inside her, filling her with his fertile seed.
She’d never felt closer to him than she did in that moment. Like they’d finally been united completely.
Dylan collapsed next to her and pulled her body next to his, holding her possessively in his arm. He looked into her eyes, and she saw something in his gaze she hadn’t seen in a long time. Dylan actually looked happy.
He kissed her then, slow and lingering. He pressed his forehead against hers.
“I love you, Aurora,” Dylan said.
She smiled shyly. “You’re the only who calls me that.”
He nodded. “Good. I like that. It’s like that name, your real name, is just for me.”
She blushed. “I like that, too.”
“I know I made the mistake of pushing you away in the past, but I just want you to know, I’m never letting you out of my sight again. It would take an army to keep me away from you.”
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Dylan awoke the next morning with Aurora cuddled up against him. Her sleeping face was so beautiful and serene, he didn’t have the heart to wake her. Instead, he just enjoyed the sight of her lying next to him. He savored the feeling of her soft, warm body curled up in his arms. And he took pleasure in the fact that they had somehow been reunited after all these years.
It hadn’t just been coincidence. At the same time, it hadn’t just been fate. Dylan had been home to run into Aurora for one reason and one reason only. His brother Noah had instructed him to be here. If fate had taken its course, Dylan would’ve been a thousand miles away in some dusty little shifter town while Aurora was all alone.
Although that wasn’t true either. There had been men following her. Evil men with evil intentions. Aurora was a strong woman, but Dylan knew if he hadn’t been there, she would never have been able to get away from them.
Dylan reminded himself to talk to Noah when he had a chance. Dylan needed to know just what exactly had prompted Noah to set Dylan on this path. And more importantly, Dylan had to thank his brother.
But he could do that later. For now, Dylan was content to enjoy the presence of his one true love in his arms. There was no greater feeling in the world. And now that Dylan had her back, he would die before letting anyone or anything come between them again.
It didn’t matter what Hunter had said. The fact that he’d disapproved of Dylan and Aurora getting together still bothered Dylan. In a perfect world, Hunter would’ve understood how much Dylan cared about his sister. Of course, in a perfect world, Hunter would still be alive.
Unfortunately, the world was not a perfect place. A person couldn’t have everything they wanted. Although at that moment, lying in bed next to Aurora was the closest thing to perfect Dylan could ever hope for.
Aurora drew in a quick, deep breath, signaling that she was awake. She stretched like a cat, and Dylan felt an overwhelming sense of affection swell within him. Aurora seemed to become aware of Dylan’s presence mid-stretch. Her outstretched hand curled down to feel behind her. She patted Dylan’s abs and hip, like a blind woman feeling around.
She spun around and looked up at Dylan with shining eyes. “So it wasn’t a dream?”
“If it is, were both sharing it. And I plan on never waking up.”
He leaned down to kiss her, a feeling of contentment in his chest.
“So how are you feeling this morning?” Dylan asked.
“Tired, sore, happy. It’s one of the best mornings I’ve had in a very long time.”
“I was just thinking the same thing.”
“And you?” she asked.
“Well, I woke up with the strangest feeling.”
“Oh yeah, what feeling is that?”
“I actually felt at peace.”
Aurora didn’t say anything. She just looked up at him and blinked.
“Is that dumb?” he asked. “Does that sound silly?”
Aurora shook her head, her eyes shiny with emotion. “That’s not dumb at all. You don’t know how happy that makes me. You’ve fought for so long, I think you deserve a little peace.”
“I can’t remember the last time I felt this way. Well, if I had to guess, I’m sure it was before I went off and joined the mili
tary.”
He leaned back on his pillow and stared up at the ceiling. Aurora leaned her head on his chest.
“Do you ever regret it?” she asked. “Joining the Sin Eaters?”
Dylan spoke without hesitation. “No. I regret things that happened during my service. But I don’t regret joining. It was something I had to do.”
“And why is that?”
“Did I ever tell you where my squad got its name?”
“No. You said you would explain it to me someday.”
“Well, the name wasn’t chosen just because it sounds cool. The Sin Eaters is an all-shifter squad. You see, the government knows about our kind. But they agree to keep our existence a secret and to leave us alone as long as volunteers from the shifter community agree to serve in special military units, like the Sin Eaters.”