Cash [Pyrate's Treasure 3] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Cooper McKenzie

  The idea of swimming naked, and more, with Cash both thrilled her and scared her. What if someone came by and saw them?

  Looking around, she saw not another human being within sight. “If I get sunburnt…”

  “I’ll be happy to rub aloe vera lotion on every inch of you,” Cash broke in.

  Knowing she could deny him nothing, Zoe pulled her deep-violet dress over her head and laid it over the back of the bench. She stood for a moment wearing only her black push-up bra and stilettos.

  “No panties? How very brave of you,” Cash snarked. He laid his dress pants and boxers on the bench, leaving him completely naked.

  Zoe made a face at him as she reached between her breasts to unhook the bra. “I tried to be proper this morning. You ripped them off when I put them on this morning, remember?”

  “Yep, I remember. You might as well just stop wearing them altogether, because I’ll just tear them off every time you do.” Cash dropped a kiss on each breast just above the areolas before taking her hand again.

  He led her over to what looked like an outdoor shed. He punched a code into a panel just above the doorknob then opened the door. Zoe could see it was a stand of some sort that seemed to be stocked with everything anyone visiting the beach might need.

  Cash handed her a blanket and a stack of colorful beach towels. Since she had never been one to parade around naked before, Zoe clutched them to her chest. She watched him pull out a cooler, and then he filled it with ice and drinks from the large refrigerator. He then slung a very skinny bag over one shoulder before closing and locking the little building. After a long kiss, he led the way out onto the beach.

  Zoe followed slowly, still nervous about being naked out in the open. Then she looked at Cash and forgot about everything except the tanned, sculpted body walking across the sand in front of her. She was so busy watching the muscles of his ass and legs work, she almost walked into him when he stopped.

  “Oh, sorry,” she apologized, blushing brightly as she took two steps back.

  Cash put down the cooler and bag he carried before turning to her with a grin that caused her to shiver all the way to her toes. “Not a problem,” he said with a wink.

  He opened the long, skinny bag and pulled out a large rainbow-colored umbrella. He set the base pole deep into the sand then opened the umbrella, providing a huge circle of shade. He took the blanket from her arms and spread it out with a quick flick of his wrists.

  Once it settled on the sand, he took the towels from her arms and tossed them in the middle of the blanket before pulling her into his arms. Rubbing his hands up and down her sides, back, and ass, he kissed her.

  The touch of his lips reignited the bone-deep passion in Zoe that had been simmering since she had stepped off the helicopter. The sex between them only seemed to grow hotter and more intense with each mating. Her pussy clenched as his hands settled on her ass cheeks. He massaged the flesh and pulled her hips even tighter into his. She moaned into his mouth when she felt his long, thick erection press into her lower belly.

  When her knees went weak, she slipped down his body. She gasped as she dragged her nipples down his chest. To keep her focus on his pleasure and not her own, she kissed the skin down the center of his body to just below his belly button. Then she pulled back and lowered herself until she knelt in front of him, eye to eye with his cock.

  As she ran her hands up the back of his legs, she looked up his body and into a pair of heavy-lidded eyes glowing deep green as he watched her.

  “What do I do? How do I please you?”

  Chapter 6

  Cash smiled down at her, his expression feral. “Relax and play. Explore. Think of my cock like your own personal pacifier. Just don’t bite down too hard.”

  Zoe quirked an eyebrow at him before turning her attention back to his erection. Parting her lips, she slowly dragged her tongue across the tip of the head, tasting his salty pre-cum. Cash hissed, and his hips jerked in response. She pulled back and looked at him, worried she had hurt him.

  “Don’t stop, sweet mate. Oh dear God, please don’t stop.”

  Assured he was not in pain, she took just the head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around and across his slit. He sucked a breath this time, and his hips twitched again, but she did not stop. She was too busy testing the baby-soft, silky feel of his skin. His hands landed heavily on her shoulders and began to massage them.

  She leaned forward, sliding down his length until the head hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag. He pushed her back until only the head remained between her lips. Taking her right hand from where it gripped his left leg, he wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock.

  “Don’t hurt yourself,” he said, wrapping his over hers and sliding both hands up and down his length.

  Zoe nodded her understanding. She bobbed up and down the top half of his cock, sucking and licking and stroking until his hips began to snap forward as if he could not help himself. She sucked even harder when she felt his cock jerk in her mouth.

  “Oh shit. You’ve got to stop now,” Cash said as he stepped back, pulling free of her mouth and then unwrapping her hand from his length. “That mouth is fucking incredible, baby.”

  “Why did you stop me? I wanted to please you.”

  He did not answer as he knelt, and then he seemed to collapse until he was lying on his back beside her. His cock remained long, thick, and hard. He was still panting and looking at her as if she was to be his next meal.

  “Are you okay?” she asked, again worried she had hurt him.

  Without speaking, he reached for her hips and pulled until she threw one leg over his body and straddled his hips. He pulled her down until her pussy lips rested on the pole of his erection. Running his hands up the tops of her thighs, he reached down and parted her labia until his cock was nestled between them. His cock was warm and wet as he shifted her hips up and down. She shivered as his length slid over and against her knotted-up clit.

  “Sit on me, gypsy. Ride your wolf,” he said.

  His hands slid around to her ass cheeks and helped her lift up. He then took his cock and brushed it up and down her center line, from the top of her slit to asshole. Her breath caught, and then she moaned at the fire that was consuming her entire body from that simple touch. Shifting with her growing need, she could not take any more teasing. She reached down and fit the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy then lowered herself over his thick, impressive length until he completely filled her.

  Light-headed with lust, she leaned forward and rested her hands on his chest for balance as her body adjusted to his invasion. It took a moment, but with his hands on her hips, she began to raise and lower herself on his cock. As she did, she squeezed her pussy muscles around the shaft as she moved up and down its length.

  As she rode, she focused on Cash’s pleasure, for this was not about her, but about him. He needed to understand that life went on after death, even an unexpected one such as his grandfather’s.

  But her own arousal refused to be ignored. Her hips began to move forward and back instead of just up and down. Cash growled in response. When she opened her eyes to gauge his mood, he appeared quite pleased. She wondered if it was the feelings he was experiencing or the sounds she was making as her clit rubbed against the base of his cock and belly just above.

  With his wolf clearly visible in his eyes, he wrapped his hands around her hips and guided her motions. Three strokes later, he bent his legs to plant his feet behind her. On her next upstroke, he held her steady and began thrusting up, taking over the fucking. As their movements grew faster and more powerful, she watched him grow more tense.

  “Oh, shit,” he groaned. “Gonna. Come. Now.”

  Her own release caught her by surprise. She cried out as her focus narrowed to her pussy, which clenched tight around his cock. At the same time, his length seemed to be growing even longer and thicker inside her. His thrusts grew erratic but even more powerful as he pulled her down o
nto his shaft with even greater force. In the next instant, he howled as his cock jerked deep inside her, filling her pussy with his heated semen. Her orgasm peaked, and her screams echoed his as her body convulsed around his.

  He kept them locked together as he relaxed back onto the blanket. Zoe had to lock her arms to keep from melting into a puddle of goo across his body. Fearful they might have drawn unwanted attention, she looked up and down the beach to confirm they still had it to themselves.

  Her eyes widened as a shiver ran through her. “Uh, Cash? I don’t think we’re alone any longer.”

  * * * *

  Though her tone was carefully bland, it took a moment for her words to cut through the satiated fog that had engulfed his brain. When they did, his wolf took over. Jerking her arms out from under her, he pulled her down to lie on his chest before logrolling them so he was covering her.

  The lethargy that had flowed through him disappeared as a savage need to protect his mate from whatever or whoever was interrupting their loving interlude shoved it aside. He jerked his cock from his mate’s delectable pussy, earning a whine from his mate at the loss. When he pushed up onto all fours, shifted, and growled loudly, she gasped and froze under him. He smelled her fear, but he had no time to shift back and console her. He had an interloper to deal with.

  Swinging his head around, he looked up and down the beach, spotting a small, wet, sand-covered black wolf slowly approach. From her posture, he could tell she was nervous, but he also knew she needed to talk to him. He was, after all, her big brother. A quiet discussion with the king had him thinking she was nervous about more than just interfering with his alone time with his mate.

  Stepping so that he stood between Zoe and his sister, he shifted back. Grabbing a towel from the stack at the edge of the blanket, he handed it to Zoe. “Wrap up in this.” He grabbed a second one and wrapped it around his lower body before standing up.

  “Do we know that wolf?” Zoe asked in a trembling voice as she sat up and did as requested.

  Cash nodded. “It’s Diamond, my sister.”

  He waved for the wolf to hurry her ass up so they could get this over with. He wanted to get back to the important things, like showing his mate what island loving was all about.

  “Oh,” was all Zoe said as she stood and moved to the other side of the shaded area, though her gaze remained on the wolf as she trotted toward them.

  “Turn around for a minute,” Cash instructed.

  He opened the third beach towel and turned to where the wolf had stopped just at the edge of their shaded area. “Well, come on and put this on,” he grumbled, holding out the towel. He turned his head and focused on Zoe’s bare shoulders until Diamond pulled the material from his grip.

  “Thanks,” she said, bending over then standing up and tossing her hair out of her face.

  “Where are your clothes?” Cash felt compelled to ask.

  “Still on the back patio where I left them last night, I expect. I haven’t been back to the house since then,” Diamond said, dropping her head to focus on tucking in the end of her towel rather than looking at him.

  “Why not?” Cash asked.

  “He growled at me, and I got scared,” Diamond admitted softly.

  “Who growled at you?” Cash demanded, his protective instincts flaring.

  “That man in the library. He frowned at me and growled when I brought the tea. I don’t know what I did to piss him off, since I’d never seen him before in my life, but I decided not to hang around and find out.”

  Plopping herself on the blanket, Diamond opened the cooler and pulled out a bottle of water. “Nothing to eat?”

  “You want food, go to the bar. There’s a wake going on.”

  Diamond twisted the cap off and drank it down without pausing for breath. Once she finished, she burped loudly then blushed as she glanced at Zoe. “Sorry about that. My manners suck,” she admitted with a shrug and a shy grin.

  “I have a feeling that will be changing,” Zoe said.

  Cash watched Zoe closely as his mate gracefully knelt, took one of Diamond’s hands, and clasped it between her own. Closing her eyes, she smiled and nodded as if pleased by something.

  Opening her eyes, she looked Diamond in the eyes. “You are the one.”

  “The one what?” Diamond asked, looking more nervous than Cash had ever seen her, which was saying something.

  “The one to take my place. You have the gift inside you, but you have ignored them, fought them. You’ve got to open yourself and embrace your abilities,” Zoe said, patting Diamond’s hand as if to reassure her.

  “Gifts? What gifts?” he asked, feeling a little lost.

  Zoe ignored him. “The man last night was Luka, your mate. Did you not recognize him?”

  Diamond shook her head slowly. “I never caught his scent. Are you sure he’s my mate?”

  “What gifts?” Cash asked again.

  “The gifts of insight and discernment necessary to advise a king,” Zoe said, shooting him a glance that he was butting in at the exact wrong moment.

  He returned her look with a frown but snapped his mouth shut.

  “How do I know he’s my mate?”

  Cash watched as Zoe stood then extended a hand to his sister. “You need to meet him, scent him, talk to him. Then you will be able to tell. Come on. Cash and I will go with you.”

  “We will?” Cash asked as Zoe stood and helped Diamond up. The two women then took off across the beach to where his and Zoe’s clothes waited. “But I thought…”

  “Yes, we will.” Zoe cut him off with a look. “Don’t you want to be present the moment the King of Wolves meets his mate? It will be something we can tell our grandchildren about.”

  Cash grumbled under his breath about needing more attention from his own mate, but he followed without an argument. He left the umbrella, blanket, and cooler, hoping they would return before nightfall. If not, someone would clean it up.

  As he walked, he could not tear his eyes from his mate’s delectable backside. The towel she wore twitched back and forth with her every step. He wondered how long he could remain civil and follow the proprieties of being in the king’s presence.

  All he wanted was to toss Zoe over his shoulder and carry her back to the mansion for a solid month of love and romance in every way they could think of. And if they ran out of ideas or steam, which was not likely, they could always take a break and talk.

  “Yeah, like that’s going to happen anytime in the next decade,” he said, shifting his cock that had filled once again to a more comfortable position under his towel.

  * * * *

  Since Diamond had no clothes to wear, Zoe encouraged her to clean up before putting on her dress. It was a little big on the tiny shape-shifter, but it made her look regal. After quickly French-braiding the other woman’s hair, Zoe stepped back and nodded.

  “Perfect. You look beautiful.”

  “I feel silly,” Diamond said as she looked down at herself.

  “You look like a queen,” Cash said as he came around the building and saw her.

  Zoe hoped he was talking to his sister, though he was staring at her without blinking. She looked down at herself and made a face but did not respond. She had exchanged the colorful beach towel for her bra and a pink cotton sheet that she had wrapped around herself twice before tying the ends together over one shoulder.

  She only hoped her sarong stayed secure until they introduced Diamond to her mate and could escape back to Cash’s room where clothes had become a discouraged option.

  “Okay, ladies, let’s go see if my sister is the king’s mate or not,” Cash said, holding his arms out for the women to take.

  Ignoring Cash, Zoe linked arms with Diamond and walked past him. She heard him mumble something, but she did not stop. She knew he would follow. Instead, she focused on the woman by her side. There were things the shifter needed to know about her mate before they came face-to-face and her life changed forever.

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�Don’t be afraid of Luka. He growled the other night because years ago he had given up on finding his mate. Then he comes here for a funeral and finds you,” Zoe said, keeping her voice soft.

  “But aren’t you already married to him? How is that going to work if I’m his mate? And why were you fucking my brother just now if you’re married to Luka?”

  “I was making love with Cash because we are mates, and that’s what mates do. Luka will explain the marriage thing to you, but don’t worry, I would never interfere with you and Luka’s mating claim on you. I’m not even really his wife, except in name only.”

  Zoe allowed Diamond to lead the way since she was not exactly sure where they were or how to get back to the bar. Diamond walked as if on autopilot, moving down paths and between cottages without a word.

  Zoe knew the woman was processing what she had just revealed. At least Diamond had not freaked out or flat out refused to meet the man who was destined to be her life mate. Zoe watched out of the corner of her eye, trying to read her expression, but Diamond’s face had gone completely blank.

  When Zoe tried to probe and read the other woman’s emotions, she ran into a wall, as if Diamond had put a shield up to protect herself. Or had that shield been in place her entire life, protecting her from that which no one around her could understand and therefore could not explain to her?

  Diamond stopped when they reached the bar’s deck that looked out over the harbor. Zoe waited patiently as the other woman stared out into the water for several minutes before asking, “What are the gifts you were talking about? I’m not special. I have no talents. I work as a maid at the resort and a waitress in the bar.”

  Zoe smiled and thought back to her childhood. She had always known things, but never felt it was a gift because no one would believe her until her prophesies came true. Then they looked at her like she was a freak.

  When she was seventeen, Mrs. Pappas had moved into the apartment next door and immediately had known Zoe was special. She had shown her the error in her thinking. Over the next year, Mrs. Pappas helped her embrace and refine her gifts. The day after her eighteenth birthday, the old woman sent her to Luka, with the warning that they would be together only until the man found his mate who would be similarly gifted.