5. Chapter Five

Gaelynn’s head was still swirling from the most intense orgasm she’d ever had. Even the fanciest toy hadn’t shattered her like that. She clearly misunderstood what he’d said. “Just… the… beginning?”

“Yes. I want another.”

“Another?” She was aware she sounded like a badly trained parrot.

“At least two more. Maybe three.”

He held eye contact as he pushed a thick finger inside her. “Oh God,” she moaned and let her eyes flutter closed. Three more orgasms? Was that possible? She knew women could have multiple, but four seemed excessive.

He was moving his finger in and out of her and it wasn’t enough. His thumb rubbed circles on her clit and she was so primed it didn’t take long. She shot into the stars again. When she came down and opened her eyes, he was staring at her. She wanted to cover her face but her arms were boneless.

“You are so beautiful.”

That leached some of the embarrassment from her. “You are so talented.”

She gasped as he slipped a second finger in to join the first.

“Okay?”

It was more than okay. It made her crave. “More.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

His tongue found her clit again and damn if she wasn’t about to come a third time. He took her right to the precipice, and then stilled. Her hips twisted with a mind of their own as they sought more of him. After several heartbeats, she opened her eyes to look at him in frustration.

The heat and desire staring back at her made her breath catch.

“Why are you stopping?”

“I need a second to get myself under control. I want to fuck you silly, Gaelynn, but I’m not sure you’re ready for that.”

“I’m ready.” She nodded for emphasis, her head bobbing like a souvenir doll.

He chuckled, the sound dark and low. He slid his fingers from her, putting them in his mouth and sucking them clean. No porn she’d ever watched had gotten her this hot. She was lit up from the inside, like her skin was the outside of one of those plasma balls, only instead of the light following a finger, it flared anywhere his skin touched hers.

His eyes closed for a moment, but when they opened, his expression was serious. “If we do this, you are mine. Do you understand?”

She swallowed. “I think so. You want to what… date? Not see other people?” The thought of him, like this, with another woman made her angry.

Huh. I guess I want that, too.

He cocked his head to the side. “That’s one way to put it.”

“Okay, but we’re both committed then. You don’t see anyone else either.” She took a deep breath. His sudden possessive streak was turning her on like nobody’s business. She hadn’t seen that coming. As independent as she was, she liked that he wanted her all to himself. She liked that she’d get him all to herself even more. She could fully commit to him—for as long as she was here. “For as long as this lasts.”

The growl in his chest said he didn’t like her addendum very much, but he nodded.

She slumped onto the pillow in relief. When had she become the brazen hussy her friends thought her for real? His hands wrapped around her hips and he yanked her back to his mouth, devouring her with a renewed strength that left her gasping.

Oh. That’s when.

Turns out all she needed was a hot man between her legs, and her inhibitions dropped like old ladies after a five-hour yard sale. Her eyes shut and her thighs snapped closed around his ears as her orgasm hit like a freight train.

When the spasms stopped, she blew out a shaky breath. “So much better than an old lamp.”

He stopped crawling up her body at that. “What?”

She waved one hand in an airy circle where it lay next to her ear. “Orgasms are better than any prize from a yard sale.”

His brows dropped in confusion. “I certainly hope so.”

“Don’t mind me. You’ve fried my neurons. Gaelynn has blue-screened.”

He sucked her nipple, teasing one tight bud before moving to the other. He snaked his hands behind her back and held her shoulders as he loomed over her and brushed his lips over hers. He trailed them down her jaw to the sensitive spot beneath her ear.

His warm breath in her ear sent goosebumps over her skin. “Okay?”

She loved how he continued to check in with her. “Very.”

“Good.”

His body tilted, and she heard a drawer open and close. A foil packet tore and he reached between them. Shit. She’d been so sexed up she totally forgot about safety. Good thing his brain worked. The next thing she felt was something blunt pressing at her entrance.

“You say stop, I stop.”

She nodded and relaxed. He pushed forward, and she struggled to put words to what she felt. Full, yes, and stretched, but it wasn’t how she expected. She thought she’d feel more, somehow.

Then he pushed forward again, and her eyes flew open. He wasn’t done.

Their eyes caught and held. His gaze was so intense, she squirmed. Her hips lifted and she hissed. There was still more of him. She should have known. She’d seen the monster between his legs. Her belly swirled. How much more of him was there? Why was he going so slow?

“The discomfort will ease.”

What discomf… “Ah!”

He seated himself fully in her and her body protested sharply.

“Try to relax.”

“You say that, but you don’t have a pipe shoved into your guts.”

He chuckled and the vibrations from his chest to hers actually convinced her muscles to relax. Then he pulled out. And pushed back in.

She was so wet from his earlier efforts that their bodies made indecent sounds. She should be embarrassed, shouldn’t she? Instead, it made her hotter. Damn, this man had turned her into a wanton harlot.

And apparently short-circuited her brain. Who talked like that?

He was moving steadily in and out of her now, and the pinch of the initial stretch gave way to pure sensation. The feeling of fullness, of his weight over her, were both novel, but they weren’t pleasurable like the earlier orgasms had been. Was she disappointed? She thought she might be. The women in porn had screamed and moaned like this was better than sliced bread. So far, she couldn’t see the appeal.

He chuckled and she looked up to find him staring at her. He’d caught her with her wheels spinning. That was rude, right?

“Sorry, it’s rude to be thinking so hard.”

Disappointment was clear on her face and he couldn’t help but laugh that she actually apologized to him. “Don’t worry. You won’t hurt my ego. It just means I need to work harder.” He winked at her and flipped them, pushing on her chest until she was seated fully on top of him.

Her arms waved like she wasn’t quite sure what to do with them before finally landing on her thighs. “Um, okay. What do I do?”

“You ride me, little rabbit.” He gripped her hips and pulled her forward before pushing her back. He lifted her and set her down, showing her how she could move.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and it was all he could do not to flip them again and pound into her. Mine. Mate. Fuck her. Pleasure her so well, she won’t leave again.

Shut up, bear.

The animal growled in his brain. He ignored it. He waited until her tentative movements grew more confident, then he drew his thumb through her slickness and circled her clit. He felt her clench on his cock and it nearly outdid him.

“Oh…”

He circled again.

“Ooh …”

As he teased her bundle of nerves she rolled her hips. He knew when she found a rhythm and movement she liked, because she repeated it. As she went faster, he pressed harder.

Her tight heat was like a siren song. He knew she was close, but he was closer. He’d be damned if he came before his mate.

He gave in and flipped them then, not taking his hand away from her as he pounded into her in earnest. He still held back, not wanting to make her more sore after her first time.

That is, until she reared up beneath him and groaned, “More.”

Her hot breath in his ear spurred him on and he felt her legs come around his hips. Gods, this woman was a virgin? Thank the fates. If she’d known what she wanted from the get-go, he’d have been spent before they even got started.

The fluttering in her pussy grew stronger and she threw her head back, every muscle in her body going rigid. Her breath sucked past her teeth in a hiss and her inner walls clamped his cock in a vise.

He wanted to draw out her orgasm as long as he could, but his own took over and he grunted as he came, mindful of River in the house. If Gaelynn had been embarrassed seeing him after their mutual masturbation session, she would be mortified if he roared his pleasure the way he wanted to.

Spent, he rolled them to their sides, grabbing her ass to keep himself seated in her as long as possible.

“Holy shit.”

He couldn’t help but grin at her. “Still okay?”

Her eyes rolled up as she thought. A heartbeat later she met his gaze. “Yes. I’ll probably be a little sore, but I’m okay.”

“How do you feel?”

“Like I’ve just been dicked well and proper by a beast of a man with a talented tongue and a magic cock?”

He almost choked on his own spit. “I meant, how do you feel now that you aren’t a virgin anymore?”

“Oh. That. Yeah, well, turns out all I really needed to lose every inhibition I had was a beast of a man with a talented tongue and a magic cock.”

She winked at him and he threw his head back and laughed. “I knew it.”

“Knew what?”

“You were always the woman your friends thought you were.”

She hummed. “Maybe.”

He took care of the condom and slid back into bed beside her. She looked at him with wide eyes before running a hand over his chest. She started to drift down his abs and he caught her wrist. He’d created a monster, and he liked it.

He chuckled at her pout. “Let me sleep for an hour. If you still want more after that, we’ll spend the rest of the day in bed.”

A shy smile lifted her lips. “Sorry.”

“Never apologize for wanting me.” He leaned forward and brushed her lips in a soft kiss. He settled her into his arms, thinking just how right everything felt, and drifted off to sleep, sated and happy.

He’d no sooner closed his eyes than his phone was ringing. He felt her lift her head. “Ignore it,” he grumbled.

“What if it’s important?”

His bear and his body thought nothing could be more important than snuggling her body closer to his. The ringing stopped and he sighed.

Then it started again. Fuck. Whoever it was would continue to call until he answered. He rolled over and snatched the phone from his bedside table. “What?”

“We think we’ve located Sean.” Zeus didn’t preamble.

Behemoth groaned into the phone.

“I know you just got back, and you’re probably spent…”

He had no idea.

“…but we need you on overwatch while Ghost scopes out the house he’s holed up in. I don’t trust anyone else for the job. You good?”

He inhaled deep through his nose and hissed out his mouth. “Yeah.”

“Good. See you at the office in twenty.”

He tossed the phone to the foot of the bed. Infernal thing. Why did humans decide they needed to be reachable at all times? What a stupid fucking notion.

He rolled to stand and felt the ghost of fingertips as they caressed his back.

“You’re leaving again?”

He scrubbed a hand over his face. So much for their decadent afternoon of sex. “Yeah.” He tried to keep his tone neutral, but knew he sounded like a kid who had to go home from the playground.

She laughed and it lit him from the inside. “Don’t sound so disappointed. I’ll be here when you get back.”

He leaned back and kissed her, putting all the longing into it that he could. He couldn’t tell her yet that she belonged to him. His little rabbit would surely run at that. But he could show her.

“You’d better be.”

What the fuck was she thinking, saying that? She needed to leave Damruck before Matthew found her. Didn’t she?

A hollow ache filled her chest. She didn’t want to leave. More now than before. Behemoth was strong, and kind, and even not having experienced any others she knew no other man would live up to him in the bedroom.

She didn’t want any other man.

Wait, what? Was this what happened when you had sex for the first time? You grew attached? She shook her head. Surely not. She saw herself as a good-time girl. She didn’t need an emotional connection with a partner. She preferred not to be tied down. She couldn’t have a man control her ever again.

A tiny thread of thought whispered that he hadn’t controlled her last night. He’d left her in control, letting her inhibitions fall away. Instead of smothered, she’d felt empowered. Sexy. She’d known, in her heart, that if she’d said no, he would stop. Even if he was halfway in her.

Her cheeks heated as she thought of all the things he’d done to her—all the things she’d asked him to do. It was easy with him. She didn’t think it would be as easy with anyone else.

She should leave and take her problems with her. The hole in her chest came back, larger than before. She was a confused mess. Time to call in the cavalry—and admit she’d been a fraud. It didn’t seem like such a big deal now that she was no longer a virgin.

Showered and dressed in clean clothes, she took River’s offer to borrow her phone and sent a text to Virginia and Cate. If anyone could help her untangle the web of emotions slowing her brain, it was her two best friends. Maybe she’d rope River in as well.

Immediately after she hit send on the text, bubbles appeared.

Virginia: Are you okay? Titan told me Matthew found you and you’re back at Behemoth’s house.

Cate: What? Why didn’t either of you tell me?

Virginia: I was busy.

Cate: OMG, Virginia. We don’t need to hear about your fabulous sex life every second of the day.

Gaelynn grinned. Her friends never failed to cheer her up.

Gaelynn: We shouldn’t assume that’s what she was doing. Are y’all busy right now? I need to activate our combined powers.

Virginia: I can be there in thirty minutes.

Cate: Swing by and pick me up? I don’t know where Behemoth lives.

Virginia: Of course!

Gaelynn: Perfect. No boys allowed.

Virginia: Oooooh, we’re talking boy stuff!

Cate: Don’t encourage her, Gaelynn or we’ll get an earful of her sex life. Again.

She snorted and put the phone on the coffee table. It seemed like it should be well past noon, but when she glanced at the clock it was only ten in the morning. She started a pot of coffee and paced the living room, too amped up to sit.

The crunch of tires on gravel signaled their arrival. The women piled in, Cate gawking at the cabin while Virginia squealed and pulled her in for a hug.

“Shh! River is still sleeping.” She wouldn’t be able to keep Virginia contained for long, but she’d let the other woman sleep as long as possible.

Virginia’s hand flew to her mouth. “Sorry.”

Cate leaned in before whispering, “Why is River here? You aren’t doing some kind of kinky threesome thing, are you?”

Gaelynn barked out a laugh as she felt her cheeks heat. “No.” She waved at the couch and they all sat down, Virginia choosing the plush rug on the floor. “River’s lease is up and Behemoth said she could crash here until she finds a new place.”

“That’s so sweet of him!” Virginia about swooned.

Gaelynn had to mentally smack herself from swooning right along with her. “Yeah, but funny you should bring up sex so much, Cate.

“I actually have a confession to make.” If her friends leaned any closer they’d be in her lap. She took a deep breath to steady herself and blurted out, “I was a virgin.”

Both of them leaned back like her words were a gale force wind pushing on them. They shared a look before saying, “What?” in unison.

“Until this morning, I’d never had sex. With a man. Or a woman, for that matter.”

“But you’re so confident in your skin.” Cate looked at her like she’d grown another head.

“And you have excellent advice when it comes to matters of the va-jay-jay.” Virginia just looked confused.

“I didn’t say I was uneducated about sex, just that I’d never had it.” She blew out a breath. “Good gravy, though, watching porn is nothing like experiencing the real thing.” She fanned her face with a hand.

“So then, this morning, you said?” Cate smirked at her, clearly over her initial shock.

“Yeah, that’s actually why I wanted y’all to come over. I’m a little messed up.”

Virginia nodded sagely. “If Behemoth is packing anything like Titan is, you’re bound to be sore for a few days.”

Cate sounded like she may have swallowed her tongue. Gaelynn patted her on the back a couple of times before she waved her off.

“That’s not what I mean. I think…” Gaelynn scrunched her face up, searching for a way to say what she felt. “I think I’m catching feelings.”

“Is that a bad thing?” Cate’s head tilted toward her.

“I don’t know. I’ve never been in this situation before. Is it normal to catch feelings for the person who pops your cherry?”

“Ugh, don’t say that. It’s such a disgusting way of saying it.” Cate covered her face in her hands.

Gaelynn switched her focus to Virginia, who was unusually silent. “Well?”

“Why are you looking at me? The first man I had sex with turned out to be a criminal.”

Both of their heads swung toward Cate. She leaned back a bit. “Um, I’m not sure I’ll be much help either. I lost my virginity in high school. It was … less than stellar. I haven’t really had an experience since that was catch feelings worthy.”

River strolled into the living room and all three women jerked like they’d been caught in their parent’s alcohol stash.

“I think I can help.”

Gaelynn sucked in a breath in anticipation. “Please do.”

“How do you feel when I say you’ll never see him again?”

Panic lanced through her, sharp and cold. “What?!” She jumped to her feet and raced around the couch to stand in front of the other woman. “What happened? He’s okay, right? Oh God, something happened to him. He’s not …” She couldn’t even finish the sentence. A sob broke through her throat.

River put her hands on Gaelynn’s upper arms. “Calm down. It was a hypothetical, but I think you have your answer. It’s absolutely not normal to catch that level of feelings, no matter how good the dicking was.”

She turned to her friends, still sitting on the other side of the couch. They nodded in unison.

Virginia blew out a breath in a slow whistle. “Yeah girl, you got it bad.”