Moon Dance (37 page)

He groaned.

“
You want me to touch it,
don’t you?” She gave him a teasing smile. “Ask me
nicely.”

“
Please?” He arched an
eyebrow.

She shook her head. “I don’t
know. As we’ve already established, you’re a very bad man, Cole.
You don’t deserve good things.”

“
I guess not,” he murmured.
His dark eyes captured her own.

Her own sex pulsed. She was
getting wet, and he hadn’t even touched her. She felt aroused by
the power, and by the fact that she was so obviously affecting
him.

Carefully avoiding his shaft, she let
her fingers trail lower, running her fingertips over the sensitive
skin of his scrotum.

He threw his head back,
gasping.

She touched him there again.

He moaned.

She held the sack in her
palm, gently massaging it.

Cole’s breath grew
labored.

She eased her fingers back further,
exploring past his balls.

And his eyes snapped open.
“Wait. Dana, what are you—?”

“
Shh,” she said, grinning.
“You’re going to let me do this, and you’re going to enjoy
it.”

“
No,” he said. “I don’t want
you to—”

But her fingers were already
pushing between the cheeks of his ass, and she was gently prodding,
searching until… there. She pressed it with her finger, not
penetrating him, just pushing on him.

He made a mangled noise, trying to
angle his body away, but she was holding on.

“
Calm down, beautiful,” she
breathed. “It’s okay. Relax.”

“
Fuck,” he
rasped.

She pushed her finger a
little harder, just barely inching into him.

He grunted.

And she fell to her knees in front of
him, wrapping her lips around his cock, pulling him inside her at
the same moment she pushed into him.

Cole let out a shuddering
sigh, but he relaxed right away, and there was no more resistance
from him.

She sucked on him, loving the sensation
of his silky skin against her tongue, and she fingered
him.

And he groaned and writhed as she did
it.

She pulled back, running her
tongue over the tip of him. Gazed up at him in satisfaction. Probed
him with her finger. “You like this, don’t you?”

He was breathing so hard he
could hardly speak. “Y-yes.”

She slid her mouth back over
him, and she felt electrified with power. Knowing that she had the
ability to reduce him to this. He was hers, and he was vulnerable,
and he was destroyed by the pleasure she gave him.

She transferred some saliva
back to his opening, eased her finger further inside, so that she
was taking him and receiving him both at the same time.

His hips rotated against her
ministrations, driving himself further into her mouth, then driving
her finger further into his body. He seemed to have come undone.
He’d surrendered to her, and he was controlled by his arousal, by
his own desire for gratification.

It excited her. Her body was tight and
ready. She was damp between her legs. Her clit was
throbbing.

His cock was rigid in her
mouth. She could feel that it was getting bigger, and she hadn’t
realized it was possible for him to be this hard, this large. His
whole body was trembling, tensing.

Oh, hell, he was going to
come, wasn’t he?

She released his cock, extricated her
finger.

He whined, gasping.

She stood up.

“
Dana, please.” He gazed at
her through half-lidded eyes. There was hunger in his expression,
torment.

She only shook her head.
“Not yet.”

He groaned.

She went back to where the
chains were secured and loosened them. They went slack, and he
tumbled to the floor in a heap.

She helped him lie down, back against
the cement floor, and then she secured the chains again. His arms
were still above his head. He was still bound.

She straddled his waist,
making sure to keep clear of his stiff shaft, which glistened from
her attentions to it. She looked down at him.

He licked his lips.

She pulled her shirt over
her head. Unsnapped her bra. She touched his lips. “You want to
come, don’t you, beautiful?”

“
Yes,” he said into her
fingers.

“
Me first.” She leaned
forward and fed him one of her breasts.

His lips closed over her
nipple.

Bliss shot through her. She
moaned.

She let him lick her, suck
her, and then she gave him the other nipple, which he went at
eagerly. She felt the scrape of his teeth, and she made a clucking
noise in the back of her throat. “Gently,” she
admonished.

He complied.

She went back and forth, making him
work her into a frenzy. Her breasts felt heavy. Her sex was
drenched. She was aflame, hot all over.

She scooted her pelvis
forward, putting the button of her pants in his face. “Undo
it.”

“
Dana…” he breathed. “My
hands…” He tried to move them and the chains prevented
it.

“
You have teeth.” She raised
her eyebrows.

He let out a chuckle.
“You’re kind of evil, you know that?”

“
I learned from the
best.”

He did it, tore her pants open with his
mouth.

She removed them, and then she placed
her aching, dripping slit against his mouth.

His tongue swept over her
clit.

She cried out, bucking
against him.

His next lick made her
convulse.

She was too turned on, too bothered,
too excited.

He made a circle around her
sensitive flesh, and she was unleashed, jerking against him,
moaning as her pleasure slammed into her and took her apart. She
exploded, wracked with bliss, waves and waves of it going through
her. Until she was shuddering over him, every part of her
twitching.

Aftershocks still going through her
thighs, she slid down his body. Her mouth found his, and her wet
opening captured his engorged cock.

She moaned.

He moaned too. His hips came up to
thrust into her, deep as he could get.

Their mouths and tongues locked
together, their bodies writhed below the waist.

He was too far gone too, and
he barely lasted three strokes before he was erupting into her,
growling into her mouth.

She felt him pulsing in her, and the
last part of her own orgasm answered in an echoing
pulse.

He was still kissing her, his tongue
running over her bottom lip. She sucked his tongue into her mouth.
She released him.

“
Cole,” she gasped. “My
Cole.”

He let out a low, satisfied
breath. “I love you.”

And she sat straight up.

His cock was still inside her, and it
gave one last throbbing pulse.

She put her fingers to her
lips.

Cole turned his head to the
side, closing his eyes. “Shit,” he muttered.

He’d just said it again. But
this time he wasn’t delirious. He was probably in an altered state
of consciousness, though, so maybe…

She got off of him, and she went over
to free his hands from the chains.

But once his hands were
unbound, he just pulled them down against his body. He didn’t make
any move to get up, and he didn’t look at her.

She gathered up her clothes and ran
upstairs.

Away from him.

CHAPTER
TWENTY-ONE

When Cole came up the steps, he had his
pants on, but his chest was still bare.

Of course, Dana had cut his
shirt off of him, so she guessed that was a lost cause. She was
sitting on the couch—the couch where he’d fucked her for the first
time—and she had her knees drawn up into her chest.

Cole crossed the room and went to his
backpack. He rummaged through it until he found another shirt,
which he pulled on. He looked at her.

She looked at him.

For several seconds, they
just held each other’s gaze.

And then he looked
away.

“
Listen, Dana, I’m sorry. I
didn’t mean to—”

“
I love you, too,” she
said. Shit, she’d just
said
that.

He took a step backwards, as if her
words made it impossible for him to keep his balance.

She hugged her knees tighter to her
chest.

“
You don’t… You don’t have
to say that,” he said.

“
I mean it,” she said, but
her voice was strange, and she was more frightened by saying that
out loud that she’d been of anything in her life. She was in love
with Cole. After everything he’d done, she loved him.

There was definitely something wrong
with her.

He swallowed.

“
And I don’t want you to go
away and leave me alone,” she said.

He sat down on the couch next to her.
He put his head in his hands.

“
I want us to be together,”
she said. “All of us. You, me, and our daughter.”

“
Could that even work?” he
said. “That couldn’t work.”

“
How do you know
that?”

He gave her a look of wild terror, and
then he pulled her into his arms, and his mouth was fierce on
hers.

She molded herself against
him, and suddenly they were a tangle of arms and legs on the couch,
twined into each other as they kissed.

He pulled away. “You want me
around?” It was like he couldn’t believe it.

She smiled.
“Yes.”

He smiled. “God, I want that
too.”

Her heart was going to
burst. It felt strange, and it felt terrifying, but it felt
right
too, deep through
her—her body, her wolf, her heart, her soul.

They stretched out, feet at
the bottom of the couch, Cole’s arm around her, her face buried
against his shoulder.

His hand smoothed over her
back. “I want to know her, Dana. I want to be there. It’s weird,
because I never thought I’d ever want anything like that, and I
don’t know if I’m wanting it the right way, but I want it. I want
both of you.”

She snuggled close, the
feeling of rightness embracing her, making her feel buoyant. “Well,
that’s what we’ll do then. It’ll be the three of us, and we’ll be
together.”

He squeezed her tighter.
“I’m afraid I’ll fuck it up.”

“
You won’t,” she said.
“You’re different than you used to be. I’m different too. And
that’s why we have to be together now, because we don’t fit
anywhere else except with each other.”

“
You really think
that?”

“
I do.”

He was quiet, slowly rubbing
her back. Then, in a wondering voice, “I’m going to be a
father.”

“
You already
are
a
father.”

“
Not really,” he
said.

“
Cole, just because your
father was a bad man doesn’t mean that you’ll hurt Piper. You’re
nothing like Jimmy.”

He peered at her. “Are you
sure about that?”

“
Yes,” she said. “Even when
you go off the rails, you do it the opposite of him. He wanted lots
of women, you only want me. He needed power. You need…”

“
You,” he said. “I need
you.”

“
You have me.”

He kissed her forehead.
“This can really happen?”

“
Yes,” she said.

And they just held each
other.

* * *

Cole held Dana close as he
turned on the phone. He found himself unwilling to let go of her.
What she
’d done to him in the basement had
broken him—but in a good way, because when he was hurtling through
space, completely out of control, she’d caught him, anchored him,
and now…

He’d never felt so near to
her in his entire life, not even when he’d been inside her body.
This was a different kind of nearness, and he felt it in the same
way he felt that he loved her. It was alien to him, but it wasn’t
uncomfortable because it was so pleasant.

For her part, she didn’t
seem to want to let go of him either, and that doubled the
sweetness of it. It amazed him, because the sweetness was already
infinite, but with every moment that he saw she was happy too, it
got more intense, and he’d never felt anything quite like
it.

“
I love you,” he whispered
to her again as the phone powered up.

She kissed his cheek. “I
love you, too.”