Blake, Abby - Suddenly Bear (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (4 page)

After many moments of introspection, she finally realized the unfairness of leaning on Jayden like this, and she tried to pull away. She used every decision she’d ever made regarding this man to remind herself of why sleeping with him would be a very bad idea. He was a good friend. He was younger. He had a future. He was a nice guy. He deserved better.

“I’m going to make love to you now,” he said quietly, derailing all of her good intentions. She nearly melted into his hold. She knew he wasn’t asking. Somehow she understood that he had every intention of doing exactly what he said, but she also knew that if she protested, he’d simply hold her and continue to offer comfort.

But she wanted this. It was selfish, and Violet knew he deserved so much more than a sad, lonely waitress nearly five years older than him, but there was no way she would say no to Jayden.

He rolled her onto her back and unzipped the front of her waitress uniform, the sound barely registering in her mind as she tried to slow her breathing. God, the look, the way he made her feel, the raw, primal pull she felt toward this man was exactly the way she’d dreamt it would be.

He helped her to a sitting position and lifted the dress over her head as she wriggled to get herself out of it. She glanced at her plain cotton underwear and wanted to crawl under the blankets from embarrassment, but his warm hand against her breast stilled the urge to hide.

“I like this,” he said as he played with her stiff nipple through the soft cotton.

She made a noise somewhere between a groan and a guffaw, but she couldn’t quite force words to her lips. He must’ve understood her disbelief because he leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “I like this, but it needs to come off.” He deepened the kiss, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth and running his tongue over the soft flesh. “I love these, too,” he said as his hand smoothed down her stomach to play with the plain cotton of her panties, “but they also need to come off.”

She nodded. He smiled, pressed another devastating kiss to her mouth, and somehow dragged her panties down her legs at the same time. She bent her knees upward, helping him to untangle the plain cotton. He lifted her slightly, unclipped her bra, and pulled it away.

Completely naked, shaking with need, and feeling like she’d explode if he didn’t touch her right now, Violet lifted up and pressed a hard kiss against his mouth. She ran her hand through his short, brown hair, dragging him closer. Fully clothed, he covered her body with his own, caging her in his embrace, trapping her in his hold. But instead of the fear she probably should have suffered, she merely felt surrounded and protected and owned.

“Jay…”

“Don’t, babe. Don’t deny us what we both need.”

She hadn’t really been certain what she’d intended to say, but his admission that he needed her had liquid heat coursing through her veins.

“He said I was frigid.”

“He’s a fucking idiot,” Jayden said as he shifted so he could run his fingers through the lips of her pussy. He lifted his hand to her mouth and touched a wet finger to her lips. “Does this seem like the reaction of a frigid woman?”

Her tongue darted out, licking her lips and tasting her own essence as she watched him suck her juice from his fingers. He smiled wickedly as she writhed under him, suddenly desperate to belong to this man.

He rolled onto his side, turning her as well so that she was once again spooned, with her back against his chest. He used his jean-clad thighs to trap her legs, the knee between hers holding her open to his marauding fingers. She gasped as he found her clit, toying with and teasing the rapidly swelling nub.

His other arm wrapped around her, held her tight against him as his hand plucked at her already stiff nipple. The feeling of helplessness, of being trapped, was doing strange things to her mind. Somehow she trusted this man like no other. He was her best friend, and in his arms, even when she was unable to move, she trusted him wholeheartedly.

He pushed a finger into her pussy, then two, gently fucking her with them as he ground the heel of his hand against her clit. She writhed, every thought in her head focused on only this man and how he played her body. Raw passion surrounded her, burned through her, washed over her.

“Come for me,” he said quietly.

She felt her orgasm burst and cried out at the incredible sensation. Every inch of her tingled, electricity arcing through her entire body as heat drenched her. Gasping for air, Violet could almost swear her bones had melted. She twitched slightly, the aftershocks jolting her harder against Jayden’s big body.

“Shit.” Perhaps not the most elegant of words, but she’d never felt anything like that before in her life.

“See,” Jayden said smugly. “He was the fool who didn’t know what he had. You are a very passionate woman.” He kissed her again, and she could almost feel herself glow at his praise.

He still held her trapped, but she wanted to touch him, to give him pleasure, to offer everything she could give. She tried to roll over, but he easily held her in place.

“Get some sleep.”

“But…” No other words came to her mind. Didn’t he want her? Was he just proving to her that Bruce had been wrong? “But…what about you?”

“I’m fine,” he said quietly. “Get some rest.”

Chapter Three

Jayden ground his teeth and tried not to press his rock-hard cock against her ass. What the hell was he thinking? He’d wanted this woman in his bed for months, had even known she was attracted to him, but she’d never given him any signal for him to believe his advances would be welcomed. In fact, she’d given him the exact opposite on the night of her birthday.

But the moment they’d healed her and the changes had begun, he’d discovered something amazing. Realizing that she was his mate had sent his heart soaring. So what did he do? He practically mauled her moments after her ex attacked her. Talk about selfish behavior. He really wished one of his brothers was still here to kick his ass. He could use a good hard wallop upside the head about now.

“Don’t you want me?”

Fuck. That was the last thing he wanted her to think. “Babe, believe me when I say I want you.” He pressed his cock against her ass for a moment but quickly pulled away when he felt his body quicken with frantic need once more.

She moaned and pressed back against him, following his retreat. He wrapped a hand around her hip to hold her still. “Yes, I want you, but…but I want you too much. I doubt I could be gentle.”

“I don’t want you to be gentle. I want you to fuck me.”

Jayden swallowed. Her raw words and passionate plea had him hard enough to cut diamonds, and he could barely think past his need to be inside this woman.

“Jayden. Please.”

He rolled off the bed, dragging at his clothes, frantic to be free of the barrier that held him away from her. She rolled onto her back and held her arms open for him. He went willingly, his instinct to possess overriding all else.

He pressed his cock against her wet slit and groaned as he felt her muscles contract. Desperately holding on to his last shred of sanity, Jayden pressed into her pussy slowly, giving her time to accommodate his size before pushing a little deeper.

* * * *

Violet panted, the stretching, burning feeling nearly overwhelming. Holy shit, he’d felt big pressed against her bottom, but the reality was so much more. Every inch that sank into her made her gasp.

Slowly her body adjusted to his size, and finally pleasure swelled through her at the way they fit together. She could see the strain on his face as he tried to control himself. “I’m okay,” she whispered as he slid out slowly and then pushed back in.

He did it again, a little faster, a little harder, a little deeper. She lifted her hips to meet him, anxious to show him that he wasn’t hurting her. He smiled then, that perfect show of white teeth that complemented his handsome face so well.

He sped up. His movements more forceful, more wild, more satisfying. She groaned as her body began to shake, orgasm creeping up on her once more. He grabbed her hips, dragged her closer, thrust in harder.

But then he stopped all movement, held himself rigid, still buried in her body.

His eyes were closed, his face twisted in near pain, his breathing hard, labored, as if he was trying to hold himself in check. He pulled away, but she barely had a moment to protest before he flipped her onto her hands and knees and thrust into her from behind. His hands gripped her hips tight, his movement wild as he fucked her hard and fast.

He wrapped a hand under her, grabbed her slippery clit, growled at her to come. Actually growled the word. Her body exploded into movement, every muscle shaking, her arms collapsing, pushing her ass in the air as he pounded into her quivering flesh over and over and over. He grunted as he came, his cock seeming to grow in size as he pumped his seed into her body.

He collapsed to the side, dragging her with him, his cock still lodged deep in her body. She moved her hand, tired but needing to touch him, needing the tactile reassurance. She ran her hand over the forearm wrapped around her middle, surprised by how hairy the limb felt. She glanced down, confused by the dark hair that completely covered the limb.

But then Jayden thrust into her once more, his hand in her hair pulling her gaze away from her stomach. He held her immobile, fucking her deeper and faster, his cock still hard, her orgasm building once more.

Harder, deeper, faster, he fucked her like she’d only ever imagined. She screamed as her orgasm broke, every muscle shaking, every nerve quivering, every inch of her swimming in liquid heat as he again pumped his cum deep into her body.

She couldn’t find words, couldn’t tell him how incredible she felt. She could only lie in his arms and try to breathe through the most amazing feelings of her life. She felt exhausted, but energized, completely spent, but somehow renewed.

Violet caressed his arm again, smiling when she felt warm skin and sparse hairs. She glanced down, confirming what her brain knew. Geez, she had one hell of an imagination. She smiled to herself. Considering that she’d never, ever experienced something quite so amazing, she supposed she was allowed to have a few wild imaginings.

* * * *

Jayden held his mate in his arms. He hadn’t meant to make love to her—he’d sensed both of his brothers’ reactions to this woman—but memories of what had happened and what might’ve happened if he hadn’t come home early tonight had swelled through his brain, and he’d reacted on instinct. He loved this woman. He’d loved her for months, maybe even before she’d broken her engagement to Bruce, but somehow he wasn’t sure that was going to make up for any of it when she learned what they’d done by healing her. He should have explained it all to her before he’d fucked her like a wild man.

Violet would probably feel betrayed when he told her.

Fuck.

He needed to talk to his brothers.

* * * *

Declan rushed into the office just as the phone stopped ringing.

“Damn.” That pretty much summed up the type of day he was having. Everything that should have been routine and simple was proving unusual and complicated—even answering the stupid telephone.

He was halfway out the door when it started to ring again. He dashed back into his office, snatched the receiver, and practically growled the greeting he was supposed to say.

“Declan? Is everything okay?” Jayden asked in a concerned voice. Declan stifled a sigh and made a concerted effort to sound relaxed. After everything that had happened in the past few days, the last thing Jayden needed was to worry that something was wrong back home. He and Brandon were both very proud of their youngest brother wanting to study human medicine and didn’t want him to feel they were being overworked without the extra help here. It was true, they were way too busy, but Jayden just didn’t need to know it.

“Sorry, Jay, I kicked my toe as I ran to answer the phone.” It wasn’t exactly a lie. He had jammed his toe. It just wasn’t the reason for his bad mood. “What can I do for you?”