Taming Travis [Wolves of Climax 4] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) (5 page)

“I hope everything can get back to normal now. Garret won’t be obsessed over finding Matthew anymore.”

“But there’s still someone looking for you, Cassidy.”

She shook her head. “It was probably my brother. But I’m sure he’s long gone now.” The sadness in her voice brought out his softer side. He knew what it was like to live without blood relatives. Some days hurt more than others, but he didn’t like to see Cassidy suffer at all.

“If he’s out there, we’ll find him. We have ways of getting what we want.”

He led her over to the single chair, pulling her down onto his lap. His body hadn’t been so weak in a long time.

“What happens when we return to our real life?”

“I don’t know what you mean, baby doll.”

“I haven’t been at work all week. Will I still have a job at the mine?”

He cupped the side of her head, bringing her to rest against his shoulder. “Hush now, silly girl. You’re ours now. We take care of what’s ours.”

* * * *

Cassidy must have fallen asleep. It wasn’t hard with the sound of rain on the roof and Travis’s strong heartbeat against her ear. He was so warm, lulling her into a dreamy state. But now an uncomfortable chill woke her. When she finally opened her eyes, she wasn’t on Travis’s lap, but curled up atop the large wooden desk. She sat straight, looking around. Night had fallen over the land. Only blackness reflected back from both windows. The storm hadn’t settled either. Wind howled through every crack in the old cabin, making the entire structure groan and sway.

“This isn’t good,” she said. Travis was out in that weather. But so were the other men. Her stomach protested, but she ignored the sharp pangs as she slipped off the desk. Travis had taken off her boots, and she could feel the cold floorboards through her socks. She must have been more exhausted than she thought to not even wake when he moved her. Even though her eyes had adjusted, she could only see clearly every time lightning flashed outside.

She smelled something coming from the shelf. Cassidy took her time walking across the room with her arms outstretched. Another flash of light. It was a skinned, uncooked rabbit. She cringed and stepped away from it. Why would Travis bring that here? There was an old airtight fireplace in the corner, but there was no fire going to cook anything. Warmth and light would make her feel worlds better while she waited for Travis to return, but she had no matches, only the clothes on her back.

A gust of wind and heavy drone of rain filled the room. Cassidy turned, her heart racing. But as soon as she saw her cowboy, she slunk in relief.

“Darlin’, what are you doing awake?”

“Where were you?”

Travis was literally soaked to the skin. His dirty-blond hair was dripping wet. Rivulets of water ran down his washboard abs. In his arms was a small bundle of logs. “Getting wood. You have to eat. Gods know how long this storm will last, and you’ll freeze if I don’t get a fire started.”

“What about you?” She ran her hand down his arm, only finding hard muscle and warmth. Shouldn’t he be freezing? He’d been out in the rain, naked. It was freezing out now that the sun had set and the storm raged on. “Why are you so warm?”

He dropped the wood in the corner and tugged her against him. “I’ve been running. It keeps the blood flowing.”

“Did you find anyone? See anyone?”

“Sorry, no such luck. I imagine they’ve traveled deeper up the mountainside.”

She sighed in defeat. Why did things always have to become so complicated when the answer was so simple?

“Remember our little game? Truth or dare.”

Her body instantly lit up when he said those words. She remembered the day he’d fucked her raw right on the desk in the office trailer. It had been a morning to remember.

“I remember you cheated.”

He laughed. “No, I won fair and square, baby doll. You were screaming before the time was up.” Travis walked her backward until she hit the hard wooden wall. He shackled her wrists at her sides and leaned so close only a breath separated them. “I want to try something with you.”

“What?” Her pussy was pulsing. Travis was so tall and broad-shouldered. His frame hovered over her like an unmovable mountain.

“A kiss.”

She opened her mouth to breathe. His voice was low and steady with a rasp of desire. Travis wasn’t one to kiss. She thought he just didn’t like the intimacy, but maybe the issue was deeper than she imagined. “A kiss?” she whispered.

He leaned down and took a cleansing breath at her neckline. Then he sucked air in through his teeth as if holding on to control by a thread. He hadn’t held back before. If Travis wanted to fuck her hard, right now, in this dilapidated cabin, she’d welcome him.

“You smell sweet, Cassidy. Tell me you’re mine.”

The growl in his voice made her nipples pebble. She’d always thought of Travis as the playboy type, not a man who’d choose a committed relationship. Cassidy supposed she always expected him to refuse to settle down, even if Garret demanded it. To hear him talk about kisses and ownership now was surreal. She hoped he wasn’t playing with her.

“Yes. Yours,” she said, her head weak on her neck. He began to nip along her jawline once she exposed her throat. It felt so good to slip into this realm of erotic pleasure when she’d been so consumed by fear and survival.

“Good girl.” He reached down and cupped her mound as he trailed kisses along her neck. “
Mine
.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck before she lost her footing. “Where’s my kiss?”

“Not yet. First the game,” he said. He pulled back briefly to give her a glimpse of his wicked intentions.

“Okay…”

“Truth or dare?”

“We did truth last time. What kind of dare do you have in mind?”

“I dare you not to come while I eat your little pussy. I’m going to start a fire, take off all your clothes, and then lay you on the desk with your legs spread. You can’t come. If you win, I’ll give you that kiss.”

“That’s so unfair.”

“It’s just willpower, darlin’.” He winked. The combination of his dirty words and southern twang made her willing to try anything if it meant the promise of pleasure.

“Okay. Can you answer one truth first?”

“Now that’s cheating.”

“Please?”

“What do you want to know?” He tilted her chin up, staring at her after she spoke.

She’d debated asking, not wanting to burst her own bubble. But she felt compelled to hear his answer. “How can five men love the same woman? Don’t you get jealous?”

“That’s two questions.” He licked his lips, teasing her with his moist tongue. She couldn’t wait to have him between her legs. Cassidy wondered how she would ever win this challenge. “But I’ve already told you before, we’re different than other men. We do everything together.
Everything.
When Garret chooses a woman, she’ll be the woman for the whole pack. It’s just the natural order for us. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“So no jealousy?”

He shook his head, his eyes narrowed. “That’s a second question, and it’s time for me to light the fire.”

Travis left her alone to tend the fire. The hollow thud of logs being tossed in the cast-iron stove was a beautiful sound. It meant she’d soon have warmth and light, and Travis would keep his promise to strip her naked. Her entire body tingled in anticipation. This was a strange place. She’d be completely naked with her pussy exposed for anyone happening to seek this same shelter for refuge. The thought was naughty and titillating. What if Garret, Evan, Matthew, and Patrick found their way here? She’d never had five men at once. Would she be able to handle all of them?

She wasn’t sure how Travis got the fire to roar to life so soon with nothing but damp logs, but the squeak of the rusty hinges closing on the fireplace door promised imminent pleasure.

“There. It’ll warm up fast now.” He rose to his full height, closing in on her with measured steps. His cock appeared to grow the closer he came, until it was fully aroused and bobbing. She couldn’t look away, but when he stopped shy of her reach, she looked up at his face. He was wicked, a naughty grin clearly visible now that the room was an array of dancing shadows.

“You’re not really going to—”

“Arms up.”

She swallowed hard, but complied. He tugged all three layers off in one movement. “It’s still cold,” she said once her upper body was nude. Her nipples pebbled, so she crossed her arms to keep the chill at bay.

“
Ah, ah, ah
.”

His scolding look was all she needed to drop her arms loosely to her sides. He unbuttoned her jeans, his long fingers moving teasingly slow, so close to her pussy. As he worked the button and zipper, he bent forward and drew her tit into his mouth. She let out the breath she was holding, the desperate sound proving she was needier than she realized.

“How many women have you had?”

He switched to the next breast, giving it equal attention. Every pull from his hot, wet mouth sent a scattering of electrical charges all the way down to her clit. “Too many questions. Don’t ask me that.”

“Why not. I’m just curious.” He was the type women flocked to. Of all her Gregor men she worried he’d be the one not willing to commit. It bothered her because she felt such a deep-seated connection to her Texan Romeo. As much as he claimed he wanted her to belong to him, she wanted him to belong to her as well.

“Lie back.”

She lowered until only her forearms supported her on the desk. “Ten?”

“Stop it. There aren’t many women in Climax, and the ones here don’t pique my interest.”

“But you came from Texas, right?” Then she wondered just how experienced Travis was. Was he closed off emotionally because he’d loved and lost? Maybe he’d been hurt so much that he feared giving his heart away again? “Did you love a girl there?”

He gripped both sides of her jeans and tugged them over her hips and down her legs. When he tried to pry her legs apart, she held them closed until he gave her his attention.

Travis stopped dead, appearing not even to breathe. She feared his answer, not wanting to hear about the girl he loved, the one he secretly pined for. It would tear her heart apart to know he was thinking of another woman while he fucked her.

“This is the last time I’ll humor you, little lady. I’ve never loved a woman and had no plans on changing that. Why would I? I have everything I need in life—a home, job, friends. Now you…you’re a problem. I’ve got you under my skin, and as much as I’d like to erase your scent from memory, I can’t. Or maybe I don’t want to, I’m not sure at this point.”

That was monumental coming from Travis. Maybe she would be able to tame the cowboy after all.

Travis supposed he was taking baby steps when it came to his relationship with Cassidy, but he had to tread carefully. Until Garret officially marked her, he could potentially lose Cassidy. As a member of the Gregor Pack, he had to follow the lead of the alpha or risk being exiled. Travis may have enjoyed a debauched lifestyle at times, but he was loyal, especially when his alpha was also a good friend.

When he’d lived down south, he joined what he thought was a promising pack. His parents had died young, leaving him an only child with nowhere to call home. Shifters were a rare commodity in the world, scattered and low in numbers. Just finding other wolves had taken years. He should have stopped trying because the ones he found turned out to be a nightmare.

“I love you,” she said. He could see it in her eyes, even feel her steady pulse under his touch as she spoke. She told him the truth, yet it was difficult to believe. Everyone who’d ever claimed to care about him, besides Garret, had lied.

Travis didn’t answer her, not yet. She asked too much of him, too soon. Maybe he was damaged, incapable of loving her the way she deserved. Perhaps he’d leave real sentiment to Garret and Evan. Neither of them hid their true intentions for the human girl.

“Remember the challenge. If you allow yourself to orgasm, no kiss.” Part of him was curious to see if he could handle a kiss on the lips, one with all the passion passing between them. A kiss was the doorway between the souls, so much more intimate than simply fucking a woman, which involved nothing but base desire.

“I’ll try. We’ll just have to see how good you are with that mouth of yours.”

So the little siren wanted to play? He forced her thighs apart, revealing her moist pussy. It was waiting for him, swollen, pink, and ripe. “Game on.”

He lapped up her folds with the flat of his tongue, testing her readiness. Her entire body jolted, so he delved in. She tasted so sweet, a treat after being alone with Evan and Garret for days. While she slept, he’d shifted and feasted on small forest animals before bringing one back for Cassidy. He’d cook it up for her once he won this challenge. His body was energized and raring to go.

But part of him felt that if she lost this game, she didn’t care enough. If she really loved him as she professed, she’d hold off, deny her own sexual reward for the kiss he’d promised.

“Yes,” she cried. Travis settled in to suckle her clit, his hands between the table and her body as he cupped her ass. He could feast on Cassidy all night long, but he had a feeling she wouldn’t need much time to explode. After only a few minutes, her cunt occassionally clamped down, readying for release.

Her mewling sounds made his cock painfully engorged, and her attempt to stave off her orgasm impressed him for more than one reason. He decided to test her loyalty further. Travis shifted one of his hands and began to play with the rim of her ass. He fucked her cunt with his tongue as he slowly pressed one of his thumbs into her rear opening.

“Travis, you’re killing me! I have to come. Please…”

“If you want that kiss, you’d better get focused, darlin’.” He returned to her pink pussy, lapping, tugging, and licking. Travis loved to toy with her, bringing her so close to the edge she could practically fly.

“I can’t,” she whined, bucking up like a wild woman. He left his thumb in her ass to provide that dual stimulation, but used his other hand to still her with a palm to her stomach. He felt stretched in all directions, but it was worth it if he won the game. Or wouldn’t he really be losing if he won?