Bearing it for the Outlaw (8 page)

Her answer was a moan. His thickly callused fingers slid along her folds, teasing her, tempting her. A fresh gush of moisture left her. The shirt needed to go. She needed to be totally nude for him, bared in every possible way.

Placing her hands on his chest, she gave a gentle push. The vibrations of the growl that came from him speared up her arm, but he retreated an inch giving her space. Only a second passed between them and then she was gripping the hem of her shirt and lifting it above her head. The bra was next, and there she was, naked in all forms for this man that she wanted more than anything else.

Throat so dry, like she’d swallowed sand, Allie stared at him, looked at the harshness of his face. The fierce look in Drevin’s eyes had her feeling bolder, feeling like she didn’t have to be afraid of anything. The heat from his body wrapped around her, and she found herself lifting her hand and running it along the collar of his shirt.

Before she knew what was happening, or maybe her thoughts had been visible on her face, Drevin moved back enough to remove his t-shirt. The chest that was revealed had her throat tightening. For a man that was in his early fifties he had a body that rivaled any twenty-something year old.

He was hard and defined, tattooed and even pierced. The small silver barbells that were through his nipples was not something she thought she’d find attractive But the more she stared at him, at the glinting of the metal, at the black and colorful ink on his pecs, shoulders, even the full sleeves on his arms, had her whole body being covered with sweat from her arousal.

The muscles of his upper body flexed as he moved. His body was so pronounced, with its power and strength. He reached for her, bringing her body flush with his and kissing her senseless. Their combined breathing was fast and labored, and she knew she couldn’t wait any longer. Already she had let so much of her life slip away, but not now, not with Drevin. She wouldn’t ever make that mistake again. Drevin gripped her waist and pulled her up so she was straddling his hips now. He still wore his jeans, but the definite outline of his erection pressed incessantly against her, as if it wanted to be let free.

“I’m going to take you on a bed, not a damn couch.”

She murmured against his lips where her room was, and before she knew what was happening she was on her bed. He leaned over her, running his tongue along every square inch of her exposed flesh. Goosebumps formed on her body, and she found herself gripping onto his shoulders, pulling him closer.

He moved his body lower, kissing a scorching trail of wet kisses until his hot breath teased the skin right above her pussy. Her gaze was riveted to the sight of his wet hair, of the way the water still dripped off of the strands and landed on his shoulders. He lifted his gaze, staring at her from between her thighs. Heart pounding a frantic rhythm, she held her breath as she watched him opened his mouth, and move his tongue closer to the part that ached for him. There she lay, completely naked, her legs spread, and a powerful man’s hot and humid breath sliding over the most intimate part of her.

“Oh, Allie baby,” he said on a moan right before he covered her pussy with his scorching mouth. Over and over he dragged his tongue along her cleft, moving to her clit and circling the engorged bundle of nerves, before dragging it down to press against the opening of her body. It was an incredible feeling, consuming even.

“Oh. Drevin.” She closed her eyes and arched her neck back.

“You taste so fucking good, so sweet, musky, and all mine.”

She felt him flatten his tongue and run it up and down her cleft. Firm, full lips suctioned onto her clit and sucked, hard. A powerful orgasm was building inside of her, dragging the air from her body. Drevin brought her to the precipice and then slowed before it claimed her.

“Don’t stop, Drevin.”

“Never. I’ll never stop, Allie.” When his mouth latched onto her clit again and he started that wicked rhythmic suctioning, he brought her to the point of orgasm.

Thrashing her head back and forth, she’d never felt anything so good. It was when he teased her pussy hole, slowly slipping his thick, long finger into her, that she surrendered to the feeling that washed through her. Stars danced in front of her vision, and a long, whimpering noise left her. Drevin was relentless as he dragged out her pleasure with his skillful mouth. When the sensations became too much, she tried to push him away, far too sensitive after the pleasure that had claimed her.

In one fluid motion he stood and stepped out of his pants, and his boxer briefs followed. His body was a masterpiece. She stared at him fully nude, took in the strong, muscular thighs he sported, the long, thick and powerful cock that jutted from his body, and that V of muscle that defined his masculinity, and she grew wet all over again. He was a big man all around, and quite intimidating. His shoulders were wide and moved down to bulging biceps that she knew held immense power.

“I already want inside of you, Allie, but when you look at me like that all I can think about is devouring you.”

The air left her in a rush as she listened to his highly erotic words. He bent and retrieved a square foil packet from his wallet and slipped the condom on quickly, all the while keeping his gaze on hers. A part of her didn’t want him to use a condom. She wanted to feel every inch of him, every hot, scorching length that would fill her pussy. But the more rational part told her she needed to be smart. She didn’t want any children right now, and safe sex was the right thing to do.

Crawling toward her, he looked like an animal stalking his prey. His tendons and muscles flexed and bunched as he moved with lethal precision. Hands splaying on her inner thighs, he opened her wider and looked down at what was revealed. She saw his canines, wanted them running over her flesh, those sharp points lightly pricking her skin.

“God, Allie,” he said as his pupils dilated in lust. His gaze cut to hers. “Do you know how much I’ve
wanted
you?” Taking hold of his thick and long cock, he brought it to the entrance of her body. The air sawed in and out of her as she watched the sight.

This was it. She was taking that step forward. She hoped it wouldn’t fuck everything up.

Chapter Ten

The wet, hot flesh of Allie’s pussy sucked at the head of his cock. He gritted his teeth as he fed her more of his shaft. She felt incredibly good, so good that he feared he would come before they even got started. When he looked at her, an expression of uninhibited desire was reflected back at him. Allie looked like a female with a post-orgasmic high, staring at him with glossy, sleepy eyes, tussled hair, and a lush, ruby-red mouth that was parted in pleasure. Her inner muscles squeezed his cock, and he snapped his jaw closed.

God, she feels so fucking incredible.

This was his woman, his female, and he was claiming her as his old lady. The bear in him roared out in triumph. He was finally having her, and he’d give her his mark, one where only he could look at it, admire it, lick and suck at it. “That’s it, baby, take all of me.” Breathing out the words, he continued to shove his shaft into her until the feel of his balls brushing against the curve of her ass had him stilling. Another squeeze of her inner muscles had him gripping her thighs and groaning. “You’re so hot and tight.” Eyes closed because he just didn’t have the strength to keep them open¸ he could smell her sweet arousal and hear the little sounds of need she made. “I’m going to take care of you, sweetheart. I’m going to make you feel so good. You won’t remember anything but the feeling of me inside of you.”

“Yes, Drevin.”

Bracing his knees apart and causing her thighs to widen far, he pulled out slowly, feeling every ripple of her body contracting around him. When just the tip remained at her entrance, he pushed back in. The restraint it was taking him to go slowly, to give her time to adjust to his body penetrating hers, was enough to make him go mad. He was already partially shifted, needing to complete the transformation and claim her in a primal, animalistic way. When he felt her pussy become wetter, more responsive, he picked up his speed. His strokes were languid at first, but when he peeled his eyes open and stared down at her, splayed out before him like an offering, he went faster.

Her breasts were beautiful, full and tipped with rose-colored nipples. The tissue was tight, pointing straight up as if seeking his touch. He wanted to draw them into his mouth, suck on them until she came from the act alone. His imagination spurred him on, and he found himself pushing into her with faster, harder strokes. She didn’t tell him to stop. Instead, she urged him to give her more. Her breasts swayed with his thrusting, and her creamy skin became flushed. Already her eyes were half-lidded, and when he saw them start to close he slowed.

“Look at me, baby. Watch me as I take you.”

When she opened her eyes and looked at him, he rewarded her obedience by moving fast once again.

“Touch your breasts for me.” She was beautiful, inside and out. After a moment of hesitation, she brought her hands up to cup her breasts.
Fuck.
The sight had his orgasm approaching like a freight train.

“
Yes
,” she moaned and cupped her tits harder, rubbing her fingers over the tight nipples.

“I’m so close, baby.” He needed to hear her cry out his name, needed to feel her pussy clench around him, milking his shaft until he came inside of her. He’d go raw inside of her one of these days, be bare in her sweet little pussy. Throwing his hips at her harder, faster, he felt sweat make a slow trickle down his spine. He slid his hand down her belly, over her curved hips, and ran his thumb along her swollen clit. Just that small touch had her back arching and her thighs clamping tightly around him as her orgasm slammed into her.

“Oh. My. God.”

He didn’t relent on rubbing her clit or pumping his cock into her. Her tender flesh rippled around him, and he groaned as his orgasm approached.

“Allie, God, baby.” Rubbing her clit faster and adding a little more pressure, he pumped his cock into her once, twice, and stilled on the third stroke. “Ah …
Christ
.” He came so hard he couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, hell, he couldn’t even see. His canines elongated even further, and he stared at the column of her neck, followed the path to her shoulder, and felt his mouth water. “I need to mark you, Allie. I need that wound on you so I can see it and know you’re mine.”

She looked at him with big, green eyes, licked her lips, and nodded. “I want that, too, Drevin.”

He lost it then, just threw everything else out of the fucking window and leaned forward to claim this female. He pierced her shoulder, let his saliva mix with her blood, go into her veins, and make the wound only visible to him. He heard her gasp, but she dug her nails into his arms and pulled him closer. He pulled back, licked the small puncture wounds, and tasted the metallic, sweet flavor of her blood coat his tongue. The world around him faded. Her hands gripped his forearms, her nails continuing to bite into his flesh and causing him to growl in approval.

He watched her come, watched the expression of euphoria on her face, and a low sound left him. “Yes.” Hissing under his breath, he heaved and collapsed on top of her, making sure to brace his weight on his elbows.

Heavy pants came out of her and coasted against his neck.

“God, Allie. That was…” Could he even find words to describe that?
Fuck no.

“God … Drevin.”

He chuckled at her breathless response. “Yeah, something like that.” Kissing her temple, he pulled out of her with a groan. Slipping from the bed, he removed the condom and grabbed a warm, wet washrag from the bathroom. Just as he turned to go back to her, he stopped and enjoyed the sight of her lying there. She was in the center of the bed, her glorious nude body flushed and dots of perspiration covering it. Her eyes were closed, but a small smile graced her swollen lips. He could have stood there all night and just stared at her, watched between her legs as her cream glistened off her pussy lips, and her clit stood out engorged from his mouth and her arousal. He’d soon see his cum slipping from her body, covering the mattress beneath her so a nice wet spot formed. Yeah, he wanted to see that pretty fucking badly.

Holy fuck. Does this female know she can bring me to my very knees?

He took his place beside her again and gently eased her knees further apart to run the washrag along her folds. He knew she was tender. Hell, he’d been an animal with her. “Are you sore?”

“Yes, but in a good way,” she said and smiled.

He moved to lie beside her, wrapped his arms around her body, and pulled her close. Silence descended on them, but it was comforting just lying here, holding her, and knowing she was right here with him. He let his gaze travel down her body. She was curvy, thick and lush. He lifted his hand, not being able to stop himself from running his fingers over the underside of one of the firm, soft mounds of her big breasts. A smile touched her lips, and a hum of approval left her. He could have fucked her again. Hell, his cock was hard and aching to be inside of her pussy once more. Her long, reddish colored lashes lay along her alabaster cheeks. She had a light sprinkling of freckles along the bridge of her nose, and he looked at every inch of her, mesmerized by her. When she opened her eyes the green was deep and clear.

She moved a little on the bed, and her ass came in contact with his dick. “I thought a man only had it in him once.”

He could go all night with her. The very thought that she would let him inside her body again had him painfully aroused, but instead of taking her and making her even sorer, he just kissed the top of her head, nestled her neck, and groaned out at how special she was to him. He was a damn lucky bastard for being able to have this female, and he wasn’t going to fuck it up.