Their Mating Rituals [Paranormal Protection Unit 4] (Siren Publishing Classic) (9 page)

Smiling, he shook his head at her. “You don’t have to try, love,” he whispered. “You are sexy as hell, darling. You don’t have to seduce me either. You have already.” Shifting, he reached out and pulled her to sit straddling his lap. “Darling, we’ve spent every waking and sleeping minute together for the last twenty or so days. We’ve talked about pretty much everything and anything. Why are you nervous, sweetheart? Honestly,” he added as he watched her with curiosity.

“Because you are so big,” she blurted out bluntly. “Aiden, you are huge, honey. I’m terrified that you won’t fit. What happens then?” she asked him softly. “I love you, and God, I need and want you, but what if you can’t fit inside of me because I didn’t have others first? I can’t just go out and sleep with others so that you are able to fit inside of me, so what happens?”

Growling at the mere suggestion of her prostituting herself out or letting other men touch her, he drew her in closer. “We were chosen to be the other’s bond-mates. We will fit, sweetheart. Because I’m your first”—
hip-hip-fucking-hooray!
—“it might be a little uncomfortable and there could possibly be pain when we break your hymen, but we will work together and fit together, little love.” Pressing his lips to her cheek, he breathed her in. “Trust in me, angel, please?”

Nodding, she took in a deep breath and nodded. “All right,” she murmured. “I trust you, Aiden, and if you think that we will fit together then I know that we will. I love you and you love me. I know you would never do anything that would hurt me.” Which was the truth. “So we will take it slow?”

“As slow as you want to move,” he promised with a smile. Cupping her face, he kissed her gently. “We will loosen you up, get you all relaxed and needy, and then we will come together slowly and carefully. Then I will show you the real meaning of making love, passion, and an orgasm that will blow your head right off.”

“You mean one that is more than the one that you gave me earlier? I have to tell you that one nearly blew my top off, and I couldn’t imagine one being more than that one had been.” Which was true. Good Lord, just the thought of him naked, naked with her and inside of her, Lord love a duck, she wanted that with him again. “I would like to do this on a bed, though, instead of in your lap at the table,” she said with a grin.

“We can definitely do it on the bed. I’d hate to give you a concussion the first time we’re together.” He smiled at her. Cupping her bottom, he stood up from the chair and headed for the bed. “I want you comfortable for this,” he said softly and eased her down to her feet. “Climb up on in and lay on your back,” he advised, tugging the blankets to the end of the bed so they would be out of the way.

Climbing into the bed, she held out her hand and reached for him. “Touch me?” she asked softly. “Please? I need to feel you touching me, holding me while we do this, looking in my eyes and showing me that we are fully together in this, the whole time and whole way.”

“I will, just lie there for a moment, darling,” he murmured as he let his eyes move over her slowly, enjoying the sight of her splayed out for him. Climbing onto the end, he stroked a finger up her ankle lightly and over her calf. Lifting her leg, he pressed a kiss to her inner knee and nipped very gently.

She giggled as her leg jerked. “Ticklish,” she told him with a laugh. “So please, watch what you are doing there, darling,” she asked with a wink. “I really, however, think that you should move up just a bit more. I really like what you do with your fingers, your clever hands, and your mouth.”

Grinning, he nipped again and chuckled at her giggle. “So adorable,” he whispered, brushing his lips to her inner thighs. Her laughter got caught and she seemed to pause, waiting, watching. Sliding his tongue along the seam of her thigh to torso, he inhaled the heavy scent of her arousal. “Time for dessert,” he murmured, his only warning before he put his mouth to her pretty little pussy and tasted her rich honey.

Reaching out, Lina buried her fingers in his hair and held him to her body. “God yes,” she praised. “You are so very good, and that feels so amazing. I can’t believe just how good that does feel. Never would I have imagined that this could or would be so very good.”

Sliding his tongue slowly up her pussy, he twirled the tip around her clitoris. Latching onto the little bud, he sucked hard, scraping his teeth lightly against her tender flesh. Cupping her bottom, he licked, nipped, teased, and feasted on her slick pussy. Gods, she tasted amazing, a blessing for him and truly the greatest and most amazing thing to ever happen in his life.

Absolute
heaven
. Pure and simple, Lina was in heaven, because real life couldn’t, wouldn’t feel like this. Her head tossed and turned on the bed, her body bowed and arched into him, and a cry dropped from her lips unbidden as he feasted upon her aching pussy, and he truly did feast. There was no other word that would describe the sensations of this man and the way that he was moving his mouth, hands, and tongue over her pussy.

Only after she was a quivering mass of boneless goo did he finally give her a brief respite to catch her breath. Prowling up her body, he smiled at the flushed cheeks, the glazed eyes, and the slightly crazed and panicked look about her. He’d tossed her through the ringer and was about to really get her moving. Sliding his tongue over her birthmark, he chuckled at her low moan. “Now for the really fun part,” he told her quietly.

Settling over her, he pressed the head of his cock into her pussy and waited for her to at least partially focus on him. Nibbling on her throat, he breathed her in, one hand lazily stroking up and down her side. He wanted her to rejoin him, but he didn’t want her to reorient too much. He still needed her to be relaxed and limp. It would make his entry into her small, tight pussy easier.

Lina’s whole body was relaxed, and she shivered. “God, that felt so very, very good,” she praised. “More?” she asked with a smile and pulled him closer to kiss him. “I love you,” she said running a hand over his chest and then neck. She tasted herself on his lips, but it didn’t matter. All that mattered was him. Only him.

“So much more,” he promised, pressing his hips forward slightly and then pausing when she tensed around him. Nibbling on her lips, he kept repeating the slide forward when she relaxed, stopping when she tensed and then easing her into relaxing again. Soon, though, he was pressed up against her hymen. “I love you,” he whispered, gathering her in close to him. “Hold on, my love. This may hurt a little,” he breathed out and then thrust into her to sit deep in her slick, hot pussy.

She did hold onto him. She panted and cried out when he finally slid fully home deep inside of her pussy. Tears fell freely from her eyes, a sob broke her lips, and she looked up at him. “Kiss me again.”

Cupping her face, he kissed her slowly, teasing her tongue with his. Shifting her head slightly and his, he took the kiss deeper. Growling softly into her mouth, he sucked on her tongue lightly as he stroked it. Gods, he would never get enough of kissing her. She was so damned addictive.

When he pulled back, she latched onto his tongue and sucked just as he had sucked hers. A moan pulled from the back of her throat and her leg shifted on his thigh and pulled him deeper. She shuddered. Letting his tongue go, she pulled back. “Oh Gods,” she breathed happily.

“Exactly,” he whispered with a smile and began to move. Rocking his hips back and forth, he lifted her leg up a little higher on his waist. Smiling at the expressions on her face, he nipped at her chin. “Feeling good?” he asked quietly as he made sure to keep his pace slow and easy. He wanted to give her as much time as possible to truly get used to what they were doing.

“Oh yes, so very, very good,” she praised. “Especially when you pull all the way out and push hard back in. I like that.”

“Yeah?” he asked and did it again, grinning at her low moan. Moving faster, he shifted to put his weight on his hands, giving him a little more room to play with her. Scraping his teeth lightly to her lush breast, he nibbled gently. He’d never get enough of her taste, all of it.

“Oh God, again, please,” she begged. She pushed back with him and loved it. “Do the thing with your teeth again?” she asked with a smile. “Because that feels so nice.” She moaned. Scraping his teeth to her skin lightly, again he nipped. “There will be a lot more teeth in a little while,” he promised softly. Sliding his tongue over her, he gripped her hip lightly and moved harder and faster, steadily picking up the pace. He wanted her bound to him now, but he also wanted her to have the absolute ultimate of all pleasures.

She moved right along with him, her breath coming in pants, in desperate and total need. Arching up and into him, Lina cried out. “There.” He had begun to hit her just where she needed him to, deep inside her pussy, his cockhead bobbing against her G-spot, and soon she shouted as she came.

Holding her down for him, he kept thrusting into her pussy over and over. The Dragon was coming up to the edge and he felt his incisors lengthening and his eyes changing. Gently tilting her head, he slid his tongue to her skin. “Scream again,” he said, his voice darker, heavier, and then he sank his teeth into her flesh. He knew just when her body went into overdrive from the mild toxin in his teeth. She started clawing at him, her body not quite her own. Harder, faster, deeper until he thrust and came, his entire body a taut bowstring as he spilled his seed deep into her pussy, slapping up against her womb, her name a loud shout from his very soul.

Lina screamed his name a second and then a third time. Her voice was totally hoarse when she screamed. Her nails dug into his shoulders and back. She knew that she was drawing blood from him but she couldn’t have helped herself should she have even tried for a moment. She leaned in and bit his shoulder as well, unable to help herself when he had bitten her. She felt it then. It was like there were threads of love surrounding her and pulling her in tighter, closer to him.

Collapsing over her, he wrapped his arms around her still quivering body. Shuddering slightly, he pulled his teeth from her shoulder and then gave it a gentle lick. Lifting his head slightly, he smiled at her. “Are you all right?” he asked her softly.

She couldn’t think for several minutes but finally she nodded. “All right,” she whispered. “Yes, darling, I am all right, but are you?” She looked at the marks she made on his body and winced. “Oh God, I’m so sorry, Aiden. I’m so sorry I hurt you, darling.”

Shifting slightly, he threw a look over his shoulder and grinned. “Little love bites, darling, nothing more,” he teased her quietly. “I’ll heal just fine.” Pressing a kiss to her lips, he rubbed his nose to hers. “I was much harsher on you, darling.”

“I loved it, so you can be harsh like that at any possible moment in time. That I promise you,” she told him happily. “So yes, please make sure to be rough and harsh with me often.” She knew that was weird, but it had felt so very, very good. The way that he bit her, the feeling of his hands so rough on her hips. God, she loved it!

Growling softly, he kissed her hard and fast. “You may one day regret giving me that leeway, my little angel,” he whispered. She was his, for all time. She was his and no one could take her from him. Wrapping her up in his arms, he hugged her close. “Thank you for helping save my life, Talina. Without you there we would never be here now.”

“I’m just glad that they took me instead of one of the other residents on staff that night,” Lina admitted. “And I will never regret anything with you, Aiden, ever, I love you and I know that you love me with all of your heart, darling, so there is nothing better in this world than what you and I share, my love.” And that was love. Consuming, all-powerful love.

Smiling, he nipped at her shoulder. “I hear you, my love,” he whispered softly.

Watching her as she fussed around, he shook his head. She was a nervous wreck. It had been nearly a month since they’d left the warehouse and come to his home. Since then she’d been making it her own and getting used to being mated to him. The latter had been a little more entertaining than her redecorating and using and abusing Allister and himself as her furniture slaves.

On the plus side, she and Jackie got along really well, sometimes way too well for the brothers’ peace of mind. But his mate had a friend and that he did like, even if the two were up to something. What, he didn’t know…yet. He’d figure it out, one way or another.

Moving, he caught her hands in his. “Baby,” he whispered softly, pulling her in close. “He’s not going to care if the doodads and thingamajigs are all perfectly aligned. He’s coming to meet you,” he said, gently wrapping her up in his arms. His precious little mate was scared to death to meet her father. Talon had no idea why he was coming by the house except he was finally getting to meet Aiden’s mate.

Which there had been no end to the grousing on how long that had taken. Aiden had made up a few excuses, but it boiled down to her not yet being ready to meet too many people until she herself felt comfortable in their mating. Talon had been surprisingly understanding. Whether that understanding continued once he clued into who she was, that she was mated to one of his Royal Guard, and her current status…Well…Yeah, Aiden had ensured all his affairs were in order—just in case.

“Come and sit down with me, sweetheart, and relax, please?” he murmured against her neck. “You know that stressing isn’t good for you, and nothing you do is going to alter what is coming. We can only trust in Gaia that we chose the right moment to tell him everything, angel.”

“I know,” she whispered. “And just because I’ve picked up some stupid stomach bug that doesn’t mean that I’m weak or anything,” she stated in reaction to his words. “Really, I tossed my cookies a couple times this morning, but I’m feeling all right now, so that’s all that matters, darling. I think it was more nerves than anything else.” She completely believed that. Who wouldn’t be nervous? She was meeting her father for the first time in her life, a man she had been told since birth never wanted her.