Hearing the reason why didn’t wipe away all the years that Ronan and Gavin had searched for her, thinking God-awful thoughts of what might have become of her. It didn’t erase all the hurt he and Gavin felt, thinking she hadn’t loved them as much as they loved her. But it did give him the insight of what she had gone through, and he didn’t find the comfort he thought he would at thinking she had suffered as much as they did. It actually sucked to think she had had to deal with making the decision to leave them on her own. At least he and Gavin had each other.
But nothing she said now offered them any kind of future. Devyn said herself that she didn’t want to go to Haven, which correlated to her not wanting to be with them. He could already see how Gavin was looking at her, wanting what they had in the past, wanting a future. But he wasn’t Gavin, and he wouldn’t fight for something she didn’t want to give.
Ronan finally turned from staring at the closed door. Placing the mug back on the grass until he created the right conditions for what needed to be done, he straightened back up, took a deep breath, and channeled the earth’s energy. It was time to make it snow.
Chapter Four
Gavin watched as Devyn paced the living room, her hands clenched in fists. She hadn’t said much since they had come into the house. Then again, neither had he. He sat looking at his computer screen, waiting for some word on who the Fray had hired to follow them. His contacts could hack into anything, and right now, he had them focusing on searching for every bit of information related to the Fray. They would come up with something. It was only a matter of time.
But for the duration, Gavin had to think about how to handle the woman in front of him. Hearing her share what had happened so long ago and why she felt she had to leave made him feel as if someone punched him in the gut. If she had shared everything back then, would it have made a difference in their lives? She had said earlier that her visions always came true. But if the point to having a Seer in every generation was just to warn them of things to come and not let them change it, then why have one? He wasn’t so sure that her visions couldn’t be changed, and he would bet she never tried to change the course of those premonitions.
If she thought they were going to lose Ronan, she was sadly mistaken. She had been given a gift, and they just needed to figure out how to utilize it. But he refused to believe that Ronan was going to die shortly. He also refused to believe that now that he and Ronan had found her they would just let her continue to hide from life. It was time to take the lead and make sure she followed.
“The storm should catch them off guard and hold them off until our team arrives,” Gavin said, closing the lid to his laptop. “In the meantime, I need to know everything you saw in those two visions.”
“I’ve already told you. Ronan was standing in the snow, I came running out of the house, and he was shot. Are you a masochist? What more do you want to know?”
Devyn had come to a stop in the middle of the room, facing him. He ignored her last question, instead focusing on gathering as much information as he could about Ronan. Standing up, he made the pretense of taking his mug and pouring some more coffee. If she thought he wasn’t so focused on her, she might relax a little.
“You said you were wearing something black. Do you know what it was?”
“No, I don’t know what it was,” Devyn said irritably. “I just remember Ronan falling to the ground, and blood seeping into the snow. Why do we keep rehashing this?”
“Was I in the vision?” Gavin still had his back turned toward her but was listening to her every movement.
“Yes. You were trying to stop me from going to him.” Her voice was a little closer than last time she spoke. Good. He wanted her closer.
“What was I wearing?” Gavin grabbed a hand towel on the counter and pretended to wipe up some spilled coffee. He heard her shuffle closer.
“I-I don’t know.”
“Yes, you do. What was I wearing?”
At this point, Gavin was sure she was right behind him. Turning, he found out he was right and she was standing in the middle of the small kitchen, the two of them between the island and the sink. He casually leaned back, not wanting her to feel threatened in any way. He watched as she seemed to think about what he was asking, looking back into her vision.
“Pants.”
Gavin did raise his eyebrows at that. He was only wearing pants? So did that mean the event would take place when Ronan took watch tonight and he caught some sleep? “Did you see where the gunshot came from? Did you see some type of flash through the snow?”
Her nose scrunched up again as she tried to recall the image. He loved how she had aged, changing from a young girl into a mature woman. There was something very alluring about seeing the lines around her eyes and the deeper groves where her mouth was. Those adorable wrinkles only added to her beauty. She hadn’t smiled since they walked through the door, but he bet it was just as brilliant as he remembered. He recalled how soft those lips were against his and how she liked to bite his lower lip when he or Ronan touched a sensitive spot on her body.
“I think it came straight at him because he flew backward. Which would make sense if the flash was in front of him, because I wouldn’t have been able to see it from where I was.” Her blue eyes latched onto his, and he could see the despair she felt at knowing what could happen. “I know you think you can change this, but you can’t.”
“Let me ask you a question.” Gavin crossed his arms and settled in, hoping she would stay in front of him long enough to have a full conversation. “What makes you think you can’t change what you see?”
Devyn blew out a frustrated puff that made her blunt bangs fly into the air. When they landed, they were in disarray, giving her a look like she had just woken up. He felt a pull in his balls and the stirring of his cock, making him curse the fact that he couldn’t keep his mind on the topic at hand. This was Ronan’s life he was trying to save, and here his dick was, wanting only one thing.
“What kind of question is that?”
Gavin would have laughed at the incredulous look on her face if this weren’t such a dire situation. How in the world had she never considered this? He knew she struggled with how her parents had died and wondered if that was why she felt the future couldn’t be altered.
“Devyn, have you ever tried to change a vision?”
“Of course I have! And it was an epic fail, Gavin.” Devyn went to leave the kitchen area, but he wasn’t going to let her. Uncrossing his arms, he finally stepped away from the sink, took one step forward, and braced each hand on either side of her on the island, essentially blocking her from leaving.
“Let me guess. It was your parents’ car accident.”
“Don’t bring them up, Gavin.” Devyn was shaking her head before he had even finished his sentence.
“But it’s true. You saw them die in that car accident, and even after you warned them, they still went about their lives as if you hadn’t. I heard what you said to Ronan.” Devyn went to push past him, but Gavin wouldn’t budge. He was done with letting her run. “You were what, seventeen when they died? You didn’t have total control the way you do now. I bet you told them, but you were so caught up in the emotions, you couldn’t sort out the details. You couldn’t give them enough specifics to make them change their routine.”
“You know nothing about it, Gavin. Move.” Devyn tried to shove past his left arm, but he was stronger.
“No, you’re through running.” Gavin took that last step that let his body meld with hers, going slow enough so she had the time to control her power. “And yes, by that, I mean running from your ability, running from you being a Noble, and running from us.”
Not able to wait any longer to taste what he’d missed for ten years, Gavin lowered his head until their lips were almost touching, both of them exchanging each other’s air. The minute he felt her hands rest against his chest, he closed that last bit of distance and claimed what was his. Coffee and her own sweet flavor hit his lips
, and suddenly, he couldn’t get enough. A soft moan escaped her throat as he slipped his tongue inside of her mouth, seeking more of her. Taking his hands, he brought them up to her face, loving the feel of her soft skin against his rough palms. Holding her still, he took everything she gave, and when her warm, moist tongue finally came out to play, he let out a groan of his own.
“I have waited so long for this.”
Releasing her face, Gavin reached down to grab on to her hips and lift her up to the kitchen island. Her legs automatically opened, letting him step inside those covered thighs that he planned to have naked in just a few minutes. Taking her shirt in his hands, he yanked it over her head. Her eyes met his when he pulled it off and he was pleased to see how flushed with desire she was. The color brightened her eyes and he found he could just stare at her forever. He couldn’t seem to drink enough of her in to satisfy him. She was the epitome of sexiness. He ran his gaze down to see how far the blush extended, and when he got to her breasts, which were covered in a white, lace-trimmed bra, he found her cleavage begging to be let loose.
“Take it off,” Gavin said, his voice coming out a bit rough.
Her lips parted as she gasped at his words, the sound making his dick swell to massive proportions. He couldn’t remember a time when his cock hurt like this. The little sounds she used to make came back to him, reminding him which ones were from pleasure and which ones were from excitement. He placed his hands on her knees and patiently waited for her to do as he asked.
She slowly reached behind her with trembling hands and unclasped her bra. Gavin reached up, taking the straps and bringing them down her arms inch by inch, making sure his fingertips left their trail to cause the goose bumps he felt forming on her arms. When she was finally exposed, he had to close his eyes and try to regain some control. She was absolutely stunning, with her rosy areolas in contrast to her porcelain skin. She even had tiny little freckles that decorated the pink flesh around her nipples. The little nubs had hardened the second the cool air had touched their tips, making it seem as if they were begging for his lips to keep them warm. Who was he to deny them?
“You are so beautiful,” Gavin murmured, closing the distance between them. Taking one breast in each hand, he held them up. Using his tongue, he placed it directly in between either tit and licked his way to the top, loving the light, salty taste that he remembered from the past. “And you taste just as good as I remember.”
“Gavin.”
“I’m right here, baby. And no one is going anywhere this time.”
He knew she was about to put up an argument, so he cut her off, claiming her mouth again. Using his thumbs, he brushed over her nipples, loving the way they tightened even further and how she arched into his hands. She was so sensitive that every time he stroked over them, her body would twitch as if she was receiving too much pleasure. He felt her hands grab onto his neck, as if to hold him in place, but he had better things to taste.
Releasing her mouth, he ran his tongue across her jawline and down her neck until he reached his target. Closing his mouth over her nipple, he rasped his tongue over and around the nub until she whimpered. When he bit down gently and she emitted a hoarse cry, he felt it all the way to his balls. The pounding of his dick was so intense, he knew he had to change tactics or he’d never last long enough to pleasure her the way he wanted to. How had he lived without her for so long?
Chapter Five
Devyn hadn’t been touched like this since the last time they were together. She hadn’t been touched, period. Having Gavin caress, kiss, lick, and suck her skin and breasts bordered on ecstasy. A part of her was so frightened that now that she’d let him have access to her physically, she wouldn’t be able to stay away. The sharp erotic pain from his bite on her nipple caused her to arch her back and a cry of need to escape her lips. When his thumb and finger pinched her other one, she couldn’t help but want to ease the ache in her pussy, so Devyn tried to reach down to grab his hips and bring his bulge closer so she could rub against him.
“Gavin, come closer,” Devyn said almost desperately.
“I’ve waited a long time to have you like this again, so don’t think you’re going to be rushing this.” Gavin put a hand in the middle of her chest and pushed down, indicating that he wanted her to lie back on the counter. “I need to taste that sweet pussy.”
Devyn felt his need down to her bones and would have sworn her pussy knew he was talking about it, because that part of her body started to have light contractions in agreement. She moved under his command and finally came to lie flat on the countertop. Gavin made quick work of getting her out of her jeans and matching white-lace panties. She was now lying naked, feeling his hands separate her knees, exposing everything to his eyes. Warmth spread through her, knowing he was looking and hoping she lived up to his expectations. Ten years was a long time, and she was no longer that young girl.
“You might want to hold on to the counter, Devyn, because once I start, I’m not coming up for air until I hear you screaming my name.”
Gavin didn’t even give her time to place her hands behind her head to grab a hold of the granite. His tongue licked from her anus all the way up to her clit. The sudden feeling of his rough tongue was almost too much and she reached for his head, when she suddenly felt her wrists being encased in warm hands. Her eyes flew open to find Ronan standing above her, his dark eyes smoldering with desire. She hadn’t heard the door open or known that he had been witnessing her and Gavin, but she couldn’t help but feel as if he made them whole by joining in.
“You taste like heaven,” Gavin murmured against her mound. She arched her hips to make him use his tongue again, loving how rough it felt.
In the back of her mind, she knew this was a mistake, but for the life of her, she couldn’t bring herself to end it. Devyn never thought she’d ever have the chance to feel their touch again, and now that they were here, she decided to be greedy. Unfortunately, a part of her also knew she’d regret this the minute it was over, but she buried it.
Gavin didn’t falter in what he was doing, so when he added his finger to the mix, she opened her mouth to take a deep breath. Ronan took advantage of that and leaned down over her, molding his lips to hers. The angle made everything more intimate, and their tongues did that dance from years prior, remembering every step they took. She felt him hold her wrists in one hand above her head, and then felt his other hand come above her. She wasn’t ready for the intense way he took a hold of her breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers and distending the tip. She felt her thoughts disintegrate as her body caught fire and finally gave in, letting them guide her though the sensations.
She felt Gavin slide another finger inside of her, only this time, he turned them both so that they were rubbing against that sweet spot she remembered from so long ago. Not varying his rhythm, he kept up his come-hither motion, until she started to pump her hips to try and get him to move faster. Ronan finally released her lips and leaned over her to take her distended nipple into his mouth. He sucked it all the way to the roof of his mouth, using his tongue to scrape over the sensitive tissue.
Gavin’s lips locked onto her clit at the same time his thumb from his other hand started to rub her dark hole. She bucked as the bundle of nerves made everything inside of her tighten, and her pussy contracted around his fingers. She brought her legs up to trap him where he was, wanting him to bring her to that edge.
Ronan pulled back, taking her hands and wrapping her fingers underneath the counter. “Leave them there.”
Those were the first words he said since he joined them, and she found herself doing exactly what he said. When he reached down and grabbed the back of her knees, she tightened her hold on the granite. He brought them up and spread them, giving Gavin the ability to do what he wanted and go as fast or slow as he wanted to control her body.
“This is how you should always be spread out—wide open for us to enjoy that sweet pussy of yours. Feel the pleasure Gavin is giving
you, angel.”
Gavin’s two fingers were still slowly rubbing over that spot, but he had applied more pressure. His thumb was now making circles around her anus, and the gentle suction on her clit kept her suspended from falling off that precipice. When she couldn’t take any more, Devyn tried to release the counter. Ronan leaned down and gently nipped at her nipple, causing her to cry out.
“Hands back on the edge, angel.”
They both had taken control of her body when she was younger, too, but she had forgotten the effect it had on her. Having Ronan hold her so Gavin could have his way was almost her undoing, but with how slow Gavin was using his fingers, she couldn’t reach that place.
“Please, let me come.” Devyn didn’t care if she was pleading. She just needed what they could give her.
Gavin chose that moment to press his thumb through her sphincter, creating a fullness so intense the muscles in her body tightened, and ever so slowly, her body reached that turning point. She felt him rub against her ring, awakening nerves that hadn’t been touched in a decade. Her pussy was now throbbing in time with the suction from his mouth on her clit. What more could she need to send her over the edge? She needed him to go faster or she was afraid she would go insane, only hanging on by a thread.
“Please, please, please—”
Just when she started to chant, Ronan leaned down and bit down on her nipple. The pain traveled through her body, all the way down to her pussy, which had clamped down with a vengeance on Gavin’s fingers. Screaming his name, she let them catch her as she fell, Ronan being the only thing stopping her body from bucking off the countertop. His grip from behind her knees stopped her legs from closing, keeping her open for Gavin to continue to ease her body down from that high, only the more his fingers stroked the inside of her, the longer the convulsions were. Right when she thought she couldn’t take any more, Gavin slowly removed his fingers from her body, still using his tongue to lightly lick her clitoris.
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