Forever Rowan (7 page)

Aidan placed his finger under her chin, gently tilting her head up. “A warrior. I knew it the moment I met you. I can feel your strength coming from every pore.”

“I’m not a warrior, Aidan. Please don’t paint me with that brush. I took the beatings because I didn’t care if I died. When you’re in a prison, even if it is without bars, you tend to give up. I gave up, and until Jenna suggested we leave I never really thought about what the next day in my life might bring.”

Rowan turned to her side and sat up, covering herself with her robe.

Standing, she wrapped her arms around herself. “Don’t make me out to be anything more than a woman who didn’t give a shit about her life. I only did what I did in order to save my sisters the pain.”

She wasn’t a hero. A hero would have gotten her sisters away and killed their father before he inflicted any more damage. No one knew better than Rowan the kind of evil he was capable of. She’d been to his torture chambers, had been forced to participate in his sick experiments. She’d witnessed hundreds die, and never stepped in to help them. In truth, she was a coward. She deserved every single lash. Her scars were her penance for inaction, for the blood on her hands.

A deep sadness twined around her heart. When Aidan found out about her, what she had really done, he would hate her. No matter how strong their connection was, her sins would break any ties that bound them in this experience.

Strong, thick arms wrapped around her waist. She leaned into his massive frame, soaking him in, taking the comfort he offered. It was a selfish thing to do, but she was so tired. For once in her life she wanted to feel a little peace, no matter how fleeting it might be.

“Lady,” his voice was low and seductive in her ear. “No matter what you think, you are a fighter. You cared for your kin, made sure they were safe. No matter what else is running through your mind, you must know that Jenna is free and happy and loved because of you.”

His mouth opened and he placed his lips to her pulse. Fire licked where his tongue lingered. Rowan dropped her head to the side, giving him easier access. His mouth closed on her shoulder, where he’d bitten her earlier. When his lips made contact, her skin began to tingle. Her pussy became moist and plump, and she burned with the desire to feel him inside her.

He slipped her robe open and turned her to face him. He pressed their naked bodies together from chest to thigh, holding her for a long moment before pulling back and trailing his hands along her collarbone.

“Cameras,” she whispered urgently, “there has to be one in here.” She was panicked--her father always kept cameras trained on his prisoners.

“We might be here against our will, but I will be damned if I’ll let them watch us when I take you.” He pointed to the right corner of the room. A shirt hung from what she realized was, indeed, a camera.

She smiled as his icy eyes focused on her.

Walking her backwards toward the bed, he stopped when she made contact with the mattress. She slid anxious arms around him, pulling him close. He tilted her head back with one hand on her throat, bent and kissed her.

It was a slow exploration of the senses. His firm lips fit perfectly over hers.

Rowan broke contact with a gasp. Her body was screaming to explore the man before her. When he leaned in for another pass at her mouth she ducked, placing her lips against the side of his neck. She licked him, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he roughly inhaled. The heat in the room was increasing by the second.

Her hands drifted down his ribs, and she felt goose bumps rise in response. She was savoring him, imprinting this moment in her mind. She needed their time together to last in her memory forever. She knew how irrational her thinking was but her body and soul didn’t give a damn.

She drew her tongue slowly down his chest. When she reached his small male nipple and bit it, he jumped. His hands found her shoulders and squeezed. She’d never thought she would ever be the aggressor where sex was concerned and found she loved it. The heady feeling of making Aidan shiver only spurred her to explore more of his body.

Her hands reached his narrow hips. Grabbing them tightly she went to her knees. His head fell back as he watched her through slitted eyes. His thick fingers slid through her short hair, gripping her, holding her closer to his body. She was eye level with his raging hard-on. Looking up into his handsome face she dared bare a small smile for him.

“Yes Rowan, taste me,” he gritted.

Without taking her eyes off of his, she leaned forward and swiped her tongue across the head of his cock. She licked the large drop of pre-cum and savored the salty flavor. This time his moan was loud, his mouth falling open. He pushed his thumb between her lips; she began to suck it the way she wanted to suck his cock as she ran her hands up and down his thighs. Her short nails left faint red tracks and she traced each one with her tongue. He shuddered, and she slipped her hands around to grasp his tight ass, squeezing the hard muscles, digging her nails into the resilient flesh in time to his ragged breaths.

Aidan was ready to blow, and she’d barely touched him.
Fuck!
This woman carried magic in her mouth. He didn’t take his eyes off of hers as she sucked his thumb. He wanted to push her down and take her so fuckin’ hard she’d never think of another male. He wanted his scent on her skin and in her body.

“Rowan, do you want to suck my cock?” Fuck, he prayed she did. He was going crazy.

She rubbed her cheek against his rigid length. Her soft skin against his hardness felt like being stroked by satin. She eyed his mushroomed head, licking her lips hungrily. Leaning forward, she placed the tip in her mouth. He roared his pleasure and his fingers tightened in her hair. Rowan’s full lips took him in inch by inch. The slow tease was killing him; he wanted to fuck her sweet mouth, but instead let her take the lead. His pleasure was more than he imagined could possibly be.

“That’s it Rowan, take me a little bit deeper,” he coaxed, pushing slightly forward. Her steady fingers wrapped around the base of him, moving up as her lips descended. She soon set up a rhythm of back and forth, each time taking more. She dug her nails into his ass cheeks, and chills coasted up his spine.

“Oh, fuck, Rowan. I need to fuck your mouth, baby.” He was all but begging, and he didn’t care. His body was on fire. He threaded his hands tighter in her hair and began a shallow thrust, over and over, she accepted every inch of his generous cock. His desire was so fuckin’ intense. He wasn’t used to feeling this much. Sex was just sex; it was a physical release. This was so much more. Every sweet spot on his body hummed in tune with her mouth moving on him. His ass clenched tight when her fingers dug deep into the flesh. His movements picked up speed and when she met those movements he moved even faster, unable to control the burning need that fed his thrusts.

“Look at me, Rowan,” he commanded through clenched teeth. Her lids rose and she looked him in the eye. He took one hand out of her hair and placed it on her cheek, the gesture more gentle then he had ever given a lover.

“Watch me when you make me come, Rowan. I want to see your face when I spill into your mouth.” Her eyes darkened and she pulled harder, sucking his soul through his cock. He threw his head back as he felt the build up from his tight balls. Snapping his gaze back to her, Aidan watched her face, her expression so open as tears formed in her eyes. His thumbs caught the drops as they fell.

“Rowan! Oh, fuck, Rowan! Take it baby, swallow all of me,” he bellowed as he let his seed pour into her mouth. She took it all, every drop, sucking until he was jerking from the tenderness his cock enjoyed.

He fell to his knees and roughly grabbed her upper arms. The moment she’d taken his seed into her, something else had left his body along with it. The fury that had kept him going since the moment his sister was kidnapped disappeared. The hatred that burned his soul evaporated, in its place was hope and need and desire.

“What the fuck have you done to me?” he groaned, shaking her shoulders. “I want it back, Rowan. Give it back.”

Her stunned expression met his. He knew she had no idea what had just taken place.

“I’m sorry, Aidan. What did I do wrong? Did I hurt you?” Her tears now fell in full force down her cheeks.

“My hate, my anger, my goddamn
soul.
I want them back.” His voice cracked as he leaned his forehead against hers. Shaking uncontrollably, his grip loosened and his hands softened on her shoulders.

“Aidan, I don’t understand.” Her breath washed warm and damp over his lips. How could he explain it to her, make her understand? He could blame it on the bonding, but he knew damn well the stripping of his anger, his pain, had nothing to do with that.

Her hands rubbed along his forearms. “Aidan, I’m sorry, for whatever has happened, I am so sorry.”

“I won’t love you, Rowan. I won’t ever love you.” He wasn’t ready to care for his mate like that. He had to fight the love threatening to overwhelm him. Fuck! Everything he knew, everything he’d ever thought, was being destroyed and he didn’t know how to begin to understand it. He pushed her to the floor, his thighs parting hers. He kissed her, his mouth desperate against hers. She gave as good as she got. This coupling would not be a gentle joining of bodies. He was fighting the demon inside of him, and needed to purge himself. He felt safe within her embrace, safe enough to let go of all the bullshit and expose his fear and his need. Only through her could Aidan excise the ghost haunting him.

His tongue thrust deep into her mouth, swiping at hers. He bit it hard before smoothing it over and sucking it gently. He was greedy to taste all of her. His lips lowered to her neck and shoulders, while busy fingers marched their way down her skin. Cupping one of her breasts, he circled his fingers around the nipple until it was taut and she cried out for more.

“My mouth, that’s what you want on your nipples, Rowan?” His lungs needed some serious air but he couldn’t think about that now. No, all he wanted was to taste her further.

He wrapped his lips around one pink tip, then the other, insatiable as he kissed and suckled them deeply. Flicking his tongue over them until Rowan’s hips came up off the floor in silent invitation, he wallowed in the scent of her, the taste, and the feel.

“That’s right, Luv, you like the way I touch you,” he cooed. There was no question in his voice this time. She was assaulting his every sense, leaving only an aching need in her wake.

His right hand slid down between her thighs; she was soaking wet. He groaned as he gathered some of her cream, then raised his finger to his mouth and tasted her sweetness. She gasped at the action, eyes glazing in helpless hunger.

When his finger grazed the tip of her clit, she clamped her thighs shut.

“Oh, no you don’t.” Aidan laughed as he pried her legs open again. “It’s your turn to feel out of control. I’m going to make you come so hard for me, baby.”

Sliding two fingers into her channel, he hissed at the silky, wet heat. She held him tight when he began to move, coating his fingers with her juices. His thumb stroked over her clit as he thrust faster.

“Open your legs wide for me, Rowan, and I’ll make you come so hard you’ll think you’ve died.” It was like he was intent on branding her body as his. Didn’t he realize it already was? She’d never felt like this before. Had never imagined she
could
feel like this.

He plunged his fingers back into her hungry sheath, coating himself with her arousal before pulling out. His thumb still caressing her clit, he slid his slick finger to her ass. Tracing his way down to her secret entrance, he wiggled his finger into her virgin hole. She stiffened at the foreign feeling.

“Relax into it, baby. Don’t fight it. I will have all of you.”

He bent low and let his tongue slash across her clit, sucking it in his mouth as he moved his free hand to her opening. She moved her hips to meet his mouth, biting her lip to keep from crying out.

The finger on her ass moved in circles as he plunged into her hot pussy. She moaned when he nipped her clit, then sucked it deeply.

“Play with you nipples, Rowan. Show me how you like it,” he rasped against her sensitive flesh. She rolled the twin peaks with her fingers, pinching and pulling them. At first she was shy, lying there making her nipples turn a deep red from her rough play, but soon sensation won out over self-consciousness. Aidan’s eyes widened at the sight, and he sucked her clit in time to the pulls she made on her nipples.

“Oh God, yes, Aidan. I’m going to come.” He didn’t stop his assault; he plunged harder, sucked deeper until her small cries turned into wild moans and she exploded in his hands and on his tongue.

In the next breath, he moved both legs between her thighs, placing the tip of his hard cock at her wet entrance. Cupping her face gently, he stroked her cheeks. She could taste herself on his mouth when he bent and kissed her.

“Don’t move, Rowan. Don’t close your eyes. I want to see your face when I’m deep inside you.” She didn’t flinch at his rough demand, which he was thankful for. He could only imagine the pain she’d suffered at her father’s hands and the thought of causing her more pain made him sick, but his Dragon was determined to have his mate.

He pushed forward, his cock sliding in a few inches before stopping. He was stretching her, and her body fit him like a glove and held him snug. Rowan was wet enough that he was able to slide in and out a bit, but the deeper he tunneled the tighter she became.

He couldn’t believe how very taut she was. The feeling was intoxicating, driving him on in a frenzy of molten heat.

Pulling back, he leaned down and kissed her hard on the lips before plunging all the way into her. Her cry made him freeze. He became very still, paralyzed by the realization that sliced through his mindless passion like a razor.

His beautiful, strong mate was a virgin.

He didn’t know why it surprised him. After all, she’d spent her life a prisoner of her father’s sick plots. When would she have had the chance to take a lover? So maybe it shouldn’t have surprised him... But it did.