Surrounded by Woods (8 page)

“I take it this is a guest cabin?” She looked around, noticing the sitting area to one side and a big bed to the other. Josh watched as her cheeks flushed when she took in the sight of the bed, and the last thread of his control snapped.

“Yes,” he mumbled as he kicked the door shut behind him in one move and was on her in the next.

“Josh,” she breathed.

“I-I tried. I just can’t anymore.” He slid his hands in that fiery red hair, and his lips nudged against hers, repeatedly, frantically. His hands fisted in her tresses as he panted into her mouth, their breaths becoming the only air for the other. God, he wanted to kiss her. He couldn’t wait another second. He’d coaxed her lips apart, sliding his tongue home. The sensation was indescribable. He pulled one hand out of her hair to pull her body against him, and he crushed his lips to hers, hard, groaning in her mouth. She tasted of wine and woman. His woman.

Josh could kiss her forever, but he wanted more. He pulled away, scrambling with the buttons on her shirt, her whimpers fueling him further. He had to have her. There was no other choice for either of them anymore. She was his, and he was hers.

He kissed her neck as he unhooked her bra. When it fell to the floor, he stared at her breasts, and his frantic movements paused. He gently raked his fingers over her nipples, almost reverently, and groaned when they hardened for him. He swooped down and drew one rigid nipple into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue and then sucking it hard. He gave the other one the same attention while his hands worked to unfasten her jeans.

She tangled her hands in his hair and pulled his face back to hers, her eagerness almost his undoing. He shoved his tongue in her mouth while she unbuttoned his shirt. Before she was finished, he slid his hand into her jeans, slipping inside her cotton panties. When his finger grazed her clit, she pulled away gasping.

“Oh, God. You feel so good,” she breathed.

Josh groaned, pulled his hand free, and picked her up. He carried her to the bed and removed the rest of their clothes. Once she was completely naked, he paused again, staring in awe.

“You’re so beautiful, kitten.” He bent over and kissed and licked his way down her belly to the apex of her thighs. He nudged her knees apart and settled between her legs as he continued to kiss and lick her hips and legs. When she began to squirm, he grabbed her thighs and dipped his head to lick her clit.

She cried out at the sudden spike in her pleasure, and he groaned at how wonderful she tasted. Much more potent than the lingering essence on his fingers that first night. He licked and sucked her labia, then plunged his tongue inside her, lapping up her cream as she fed it to him. She rocked her hips, trying to get him to focus on her clit, so his hands bracketed her hips and held her in place while he continued to fuck her with his tongue.

“Josh, oh, God. I-I can’t take it anymore.” She struggled to move her hips while he strained not to move his. His cock was rock hard and aching to be inside her. If he moved too much, he’d come right now.

“Mikaela, you taste so good, kitten. I want you to come on my fingers like you wanted to before.” He moved one hand down, plunging two fingers inside her pussy while he moved his tongue closer to her clit. He felt her stiffen in anticipation, but he just circled it a few times, teasing her as long as she could stand it, testing his own endurance.

Her hands knotted in his hair and she tried to inch closer to him. “Please,” she choked out.

He moaned, grinding his own hips in response to her plea. He couldn’t take it anymore. His tongue rubbed her clit fiercely before sucking it into his mouth. Her back arched, and she went off like a bomb, screaming his name. God, she felt so good. He removed his fingers from her still pulsing pussy to swallow her cream, but he couldn’t do this anymore. He had to have her completely.

Right now.

While Mikaela was enjoying the lingering sensations of her orgasm, Josh rummaged in the nightstand for a condom. His hands were trembling so much with anticipation that he could barely open the packet. When he grabbed his cock, he was so sensitive he had to fight the urge to stroke it. He strained to sheath his cock and glanced at Mikaela. She was breathtaking, but she also had her eyes opened wide with probably shock. Josh knew he had a big dick. He figured she was trying to gauge whether or not she’d be able to take him. He wasn’t worried though.

Sliding over her, he covered her body with his and kissed her, passing the taste of her essence from his mouth to hers. She moaned softly as she licked and sucked at his lips, so he knew she liked tasting herself on him. He reached down and grabbed his cock, rubbing the head against her opening. He nudged just that bulbous head inside, then lifted her hips, coaxing her to wrap her legs around his waist. Once she did, he braced his hands beside her to support his weight, dug his head in the crook of her neck, and rolled his hips. Damn, but she was tight! Maybe he should’ve been worried. He entered her in increments, but he still strained to remain in control. He knew he couldn’t plunge into her, but God, how he wanted to! When she stiffened underneath him and made a desperate whimpering sound, Josh knew she felt impossibly stretched and full, but he still had a few inches to go. Having a big dick wasn’t what it was cracked up to be, but with some patience and coaxing, he’d get it in.

“Sorry,” Josh breathed into her ear. “I know I’m kinda big.” He stopped moving and kissed Mikaela’s ear and neck, sliding one hand down between her legs. He braced his fingers on the top of her thigh and rubbed her clit with the pad of his thumb. She moaned and wrapped her fingers around his biceps, but didn’t move her hips. He leaned his forehead against the side of her head and groaned, struggling not to thrust into that sweet haven. After a few moments of fingering her clit, she began to move her hips slightly, but he couldn’t meet her thrusts; he knew she wasn’t ready, but that didn’t make it any easier on him to resist. In fact, he felt his control slipping rapidly. “Oh, God, Mikaela.” He moved his thumb faster over her clit while his head rocked back and forth in her hair to distract himself from the sweet, tight fit of her pussy.

“Ahhh, you’re going to make me come again.”

“Yes, kitten. Come for me.”
Please, for the love of God, come now!

She screamed when her climax hit, and he groaned when her pussy convulsed around his cock. “You feel so fucking good, kitten.” He thrust inside her, hoping she was enjoying her orgasm too much to notice any pain he was causing her. He buried himself to the hilt and paused while she clung to him. She was still panting as she adjusted to his size. After a few moments, he traced her lips with his tongue, panting into her mouth, and started shallow thrusts to gauge her body’s willingness. When she moaned and arched into his movements, he knew she was ready.

He fucked her with long, slow, full strokes, but she grabbed his ass and forced him in deeper. He couldn’t resist her. He had to give her what she wanted. He picked up his pace, plunging harder and faster into her. He couldn’t believe how quickly she adjusted to him once he was inside her. She felt too good. Perfect. So perfect that he barely maintained any constraint.

She clawed at his back as he plowed into her, and another orgasm detonated. He rode her through it, enjoying the feel of her pussy squeezing him, but trying not to get lost in that sensation. As soon as that happened, he knew he’d blow. She came again, digging her fingernails into his back. He only held on by a thread, which in and of itself was nothing short of miraculous at this point. He wanted to take her, mark her, make her his, but he knew he couldn’t. He could only enjoy her like he’d enjoyed other women. He grabbed her hips and pounded in and out like a piston, crushing that depressing thought with brutal thrusts. She was not just some woman! He fucked her hard, losing his hold on the animal within.

When she came again, he couldn’t hold out. He surged deep inside her and froze, throwing his head back with a roar that he knew didn’t sound quite human, but was too absorbed to even care. He bent his head back into the crook of her neck, gulping in air as his chest heaved and, with a few short jabs of his cock, finished spilling his seed into the condom. With the last of his diminishing thrusts, his fangs slid out, the animal demanding he claim its mate. He turned his teeth away with great effort from the temptation her throat presented.

As he rested atop her, Josh’s mind was spinning. Never, not once, had he ever lost control like that during sex. He’d always maintained control over his feral side, but he’d fucked her like a madman, and his fangs popped out, demanding he claim her. He felt he was in control now, but thinking of his brother, Eric, he figured he shouldn’t chance it. He forced his fangs to retract, so he could turn his face back toward her neck. He kissed her shoulder and worked his way up to her lips.

“That was amazing,” he breathed against her mouth before kissing her there.

“Mmm-hmm.”

He pulled his face back to stare at her. Her tousled, red hair was beautifully chaotic, her blue eyes the softest of sky colors, and her chest, neck, and face sported a luscious flush of arousal. She was a goddess. “You’re so beautiful.”

She smiled at him and ran her fingers down his cheek. He leaned into her touch, suppressing the urge to purr at her caress. “We should probably head back.”

Thank God she said it first because that was the next thing he was going to say. At least now he didn’t have to look like some jerk who wanted to fuck her and leave her. He’d love nothing more than to stay. The thought of leaving was making some unnamed emotion squeeze at his chest, but right now, she was way too much of a temptation to his feral side for him to stay around her. He knew making love to her would awaken all his desires, but right now he couldn’t seem to care enough to worry about all the repercussions. “Yeah, the others will be looking for me.”

They got up, got dressed, and he escorted her out of the cabin and back to the main house. He rubbed soothing circles on the back of her hand as he held it, lost in his thoughts, trying to identify this crushing emotion that consumed him. He’d never felt anything like it before.

And now that he wasn’t balls deep in her, he could think more clearly about what he should do. He hated the idea of avoiding her again. Even just thinking of doing that to her now made his animal roar inside. He couldn’t do that, but he had to figure something out before talking to his father because he knew his dad would want to send her away. Whether she left early or not, Josh had to face the fact that Mikaela would be leaving. She had a life away from here. That crushing, all consuming emotion was back with a vengeance.

He walked her to her door, kissing her softly, longingly before escaping to his own room, the realization of his feelings almost crippling him.

How in the world was he going to let her go when he was in love with her?

Chapter Eight

Mikaela got up early to have breakfast with the guys, so she could see Josh again right away. Last night had been the most powerful lovemaking she’d ever experienced. When Josh touched her, she melted into him, but what was even more wonderful was that he had the same reaction when she touched him. She wasn’t the only one feeling a connection and acting on desire, and that thought thrilled her. As soon as she got up, she realized she couldn’t wait for breakfast.

She brushed her teeth, threw on her robe, and made her way to the third door on the left.

Josh didn’t answer her soft knocks, so she eased open the door. He wasn’t in bed, but she noticed a light coming from underneath a door on the other side of the room. The last time she was in here, she hadn’t paid much attention to the details, but she figured that door led to his bathroom. She closed and locked the bedroom door and tiptoed to the other door.
Yes!
She heard the shower running, so she could just slip in and join him. She took off her robe and nightgown, letting them fall to the floor, and gently opened the bathroom door. The room was filled with steam, so she couldn’t see Josh.

But she could hear him.

The soft sounds of flesh on flesh, water squirting, and his low grunts told her that he was in there jerking off. Perfect.

Luckily, the showers here were custom without doors, so she was able to step in behind him without making a sound. He had a hand braced on the back wall while he worked his cock in his other hand. Not wanting to freak him out, she figured she shouldn’t go right for his balls per his previous invitation. Instead, she rested her hands on his hips and kissed his back.