The Claiming of Sasha [Panther Cove 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (8 page)

Once she crawled into the soft bed, she decided to sleep on her issue. At least Danny implied they’d be staying for another week, which would give her time to figure things out.

* * * *

Danny was thrilled when the damn game had ended. As much as he enjoyed football, sitting next to Sasha was driving him crazy. He must have used up all the calories he’d just consumed trying not to have his claws extract or his body shift. His sexual urges were almost painful, and he’d been tempted a few times to excuse himself and go check on the horses. He probably needed to speak with Gordon again about what all this uncontrollable stuff meant. Here he thought going through puberty was tough. This was a hell of a lot worse.

From the way Trace kept losing focus during the football discussion he, too, was struggling with being around Sasha. Even if they consummated their relationship, would they always be plagued by her presence? No man could handle that and live for long.

As soon as they got in their bedroom, Danny closed the door and plastered his back against it. “I’m dying here.”

Trace kicked off his boots and unbuttoned his shirt. “So am I, but there’s nothing we can do about it.”

“Hell yes there is. I want her. And so do you.”

Trace cocked a brow and shucked off his shirt. “It’s not fair to Sasha.”

“Only if we leave.” Okay, he hadn’t meant for that to leak out. Yes, he loved the ranch, but the thought of being part of a shifter organization pulled at him.

Trace’s fingers stopped after unbuttoning his jeans. “We are ranchers, not vigilantes for God’s sake. Think about Mom and Dad. They raised us. We can’t just abandon them.”

“Sam and Chuck can take over.” Those two wanted to be in charge and were the rightful heirs.

Trace held up his hand. “We are not discussing this now. I’m going to bed.” He finished undressing, and instead of crawling into bed, a bright flash appeared and Trace was on the floor in tiger form.

“You fuck. We need to discuss this.”

He could have shifted, too, and then they would have been able to communicate, but right now, he didn’t need to be sleeping near Trace. He needed to be with Sasha. His brother and he always shared their women, but sometimes a man had to do what was right.

He inhaled, battling with himself. The problem was that he actually liked Greg and didn’t want his host to know what he was up to. He decided to wait an hour and then make his move.

When they lived at home neither of them spent the night in animal form, but maybe he should give it a try. He might like it if it would stop his body from constantly trying to shift. Maybe tomorrow, he’d sleep as a tiger. At least if Greg should open the door, he wouldn’t be surprised.

He crawled into bed. The clock by the side table glowed a bright red, but it kept Danny’s mind occupied while he waited to make sure Greg was safely in bed. The bathroom was down the hall, so if Greg should come out of his room, Danny could say that’s where he was headed.

It’s time
.

Being as stealthy as possible, he picked up his pants and shirt and tiptoed out the door. If he got lucky enough to spend the night with Sasha, he wanted to have his clothes for when he returned.

After easing the door closed, he edged down the hall. It was almost as if the tiger in him was helping him move without making any noise. At Sasha’s door, he listened for a second before turning the knob, which opened without squeaking.

He hoped she wouldn’t scream at the sudden intrusion.
Damn
. He should have thought this through.

The bedside light clicked on, and Sasha sat up in bed. Her smile made his cock turn painfully hard and cause his claws to break through the skin.
Not now, please
. He dropped his clothes on the floor. “Hi.”

He’d made sure to put a condom in his back pocket in case Sasha wanted him.

“Danny. What are you doing here?” From the way her eyes were twinkling, she wanted him.

“Ah, I wanted to see you.”
Christ
. Could he get any lamer? Never before had a woman tongue-tied him. She pulled open the covers, and when he saw her perfect naked body, his heart slammed against his ribs. “Fuck me.”

Her grin widened. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

That was his cue to crawl in next to her, but his legs wouldn’t move. “Are you sure?”
Loser
.

“If I weren’t I wouldn’t have offered.”

Okay, he might be a hick from Texas who had no idea before yesterday that panther shifters and panther women even existed, but he wasn’t dumb enough to turn down her offer. All he knew was that if he didn’t sink his cock in her sweet pussy soon he’d expire.

But first, he wanted to touch her skin and inhale her scent. Keeping his focus on her delicious lips, he held out his hands. “Come here, darlin.”

If he could control himself long enough, he wanted to spend some time exploring her. Like a vision rising from the sea, Sasha moved toward him with fluidity and grace. “Where do you want me?”

Her lack of hesitation got his blood pounding. He placed her in front of him. “I don’t want you to say anything, and I don’t want you to move, no matter what I do. Okay?”

She drew in her bottom lip, and his balls tightened. “Okay, but can I touch you?”

That would require moving. “Not yet. I don’t want to explode too soon. I can’t even put into words what you do to me. Every cell in my body vibrates when I get near you. While you are a pure delight to cast my gaze on, my attraction and need goes beyond your physical beauty. It’s almost like I can see deep into your soul and will die if I don’t join with you.”

She smiled, and he realized that if he watched all of the expressions that crossed her face, he’d claim her too soon. Stepping around her, he clicked off the bedside lamp.

“I can’t see.” He liked she had a little whine in her voice.

“All you have to do is feel, darlin’. Love what my fingers and tongue are going to do to your body.” His sight was keen in the dark, and he lightly touched her shoulders.

Her groan nearly made his damn fangs extend again. He inhaled to calm himself, but that turned out to be a bigger mistake, as she smelled fresh like peppermint soap. After reminding himself that he was going to claim her tonight, his pulse slowed.

Her long hair cascaded down her back, and he dragged it over one shoulder. When he buried his face in the still-damp locks, he clenched his fist. Desire to take her right now nearly took over, but he tamped it down. Making love with her for the first time had to be wonderful for her, and rushing would only lessen the thrill of it all.

She placed her hands on his hips, and he stepped back. “No touching, remember?”

“That’s not fair.”

He kept his laugh to a chuckle. “That’s the point. What you can’t have, you want more.”

To give her some pleasure, he dragged one finger across her lips, over her chin, and down her throat. As he kept going lower, she inhaled as if to present more of herself. He smiled. She might claim to be one hundred, but she didn’t seem all that experienced around a man. He found that fact endearing.

While his teasing might have had the desired effect of making her want him, he, too, was being pushed close to the brink. When he cupped her breast, she sucked in a gasp. Indecision clawed at him. She had so many sweet spots he wanted to explore, but he realized he’d last only so long. Since her deliciously full breasts were already in his palm, he gently squeezed the precious mound. Her nipples puckered, and he couldn’t decide if wanted to pluck them or roll them between his fingers. In the end, he chose to do one then the other.

He pressed the yearning tip between his fingers and squeezed, and her scent trickled into the air. Her pussy was clearly wet and needy, but he’d lick her clean when the right time came.

“Would you like me to suck on your nipples?” He knew the answer, but he wanted to hear her strangled response.

“Do you like to ride?” Her breathy pant at the end of her sentence nearly toppled him as testosterone flooded his body.

He leaned over, and without using his hands, licked the tip. Her knees slightly buckled. From the way she drew in her bottom lip, she was as desperate as he was. On the next swipe, he increased the pressure and kept sucking and sucking until he finally elicited a strong moan.

“Please, Danny.”

That’s what he’d been waiting for, but he wasn’t quite ready to give in. He stood and hovered over her. “I would have thought you would have developed more patience seeing how long you’ve lived.” He circled the other nipple with his finger.

“Not around you.”

That pleased him. He should ask her to remain silent, but he loved to hear what his actions did to her. Thinking the left nipple wanted some attention, he moved to the other side. This time he clasped his hands around her ass and squeezed her delicious cheeks as he drew the nipple in his mouth. He grazed his teeth on the distended tip and drew it into his mouth. She arched her back, and he pressed his cock against her pussy. It was his turn to hiss. God, but he wanted her bad.

He turned her around, in part because he wanted to be able to touch her tits better, and part to slide his cock in between her pussy lips.

By now he suspected she could see a little as the glow from the alarm clock bathed the room in a decadent red. He leaned down and licked the shell of her ear. “Bend over and let me play with your nipples.”

She placed her hands on the bed. He let her remain in that position as he nabbed the condom from his pants. When he tossed it on the nightstand, it landed with a slap. Her long, black hair dipped to either side of her lithe body, and he had to pinch himself to regain control.

“I can’t describe what you do to me, darlin’. Are you ready for some loving?”

Sasha was about to burst. Not having her move while Danny touched her was the most erotic experience in her life. Each time he pressed on her nipple, fire lit her up inside. A few men had suggested she was frigid, but Danny Sanders had melted her ice to a point where she was about to boil over.

“Hurry.” Yes, he’d told her not to speak, but what was he going to do about it?

The quick slap to her ass took her by surprise, but the delight that followed made her smile. Over the years, she’d developed a taste for pain, and maybe she could convince Danny to get a little rougher. “Is that how cowboys spank a girl in Texas?”

He laughed. “Darlin’, I’m only just beginning. Don’t you worry about having your ass red. When the time comes, Trace and I will make sure you won’t be sitting down for days.”

“Trace?” She hadn’t wanted to ask where he was, fearing he wasn’t attracted to her.

Standing behind her, Danny slipped his cock between her legs and pressed his chest to her back. “He’ll come around. He wants you as much as I do. Since we love to share a woman, it’ll be no time before we all get to love one another.”

“But you’ll be leaving soon.” A clog formed in her throat.

He dragged his hands down her waist and over her ass again. “We’ll see about that. Someone as fine as you doesn’t come along but once in a lifetime. Isn’t that what your granddaddy told us?”

Until she met these two, she thought that old mating theory was hooey. Now, she believed it. “Yes.”

He cupped her tits and squeezed the nipples until streaks of pain shot through her. Just then a bolt of lightning lit up the sky and was followed by a powerful thunder blast, which to her was a sign the gods had spoken.

With every touch, her body ached for more. She drove her hips back and forth, rubbing her clit against his cock. When a loud moan escaped, Danny grabbed her around the waist, lifted her, and dropped her back on the mattress.

“I can’t take it anymore. I like romance as much as the next guy, but I have to have you.”

He spread open her legs and dropped to his stomach. Gone was the carefully placed lick. He swiped his tongue across her pussy then latched onto her clit and flicked it back and forth.

“Oh, my God. That feels so fucking good.”

As he continued the carnal assault, he dipped a finger into her pussy and wiggled it about, igniting her nerves. She clamped down on him, and he pulled away.

“Save some for me, darlin’. I’m just trying to get you ready so that when I impale you with my cock, I’ll slide right in and be in heaven.”

“I’m ready now.”

He dipped his head again as if she hadn’t spoken. His take-charge attitude turned her on. She scooted down on the bed to get more of him. Danny reached up and pressed her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Twisting it right and left sent electric pulses up and down her spine. Everything he did to her brought her closer to her climax. In a way, it wasn’t fair that she got all the pleasure.

“Let me suck on your cock.”

He lifted his head and his fingers stilled. “No.”

He continued to lick her pussy, which elicited bubbles of pleasure all over her body. “I’ll be good. I promise. You can fuck me any way you want if I can have a little taste. Please?” She’d never begged, but with Danny she felt safe.

He sat up on his knees. “Only because this is our first time, I’ll grant you a few licks. It’ll be your fault if he shoots before I’m ready to take you.”