Wanted by the Devil (7 page)

             
"Yeah, we know."

             
"Did you get the cabin aired out?"

             
"Yeah, man it's full of fucking rose petals too."

             
"Very funny. See you tomorrow my brothers."

             
He clasped their hands and strode out of the club house. It was time to go and get his woman.

9

             
Kaylie knew something was up. Devlin had shown up tonight as if nothing had happened between them. He seemed tense, and offered no explanation for staying away the night before. She decided not to ask, knowing that if he was here now, whatever was bothering him had nothing to do with her, or he'd resolved it on his own.

             
It might have only been a week that they'd spent together, but she'd been observing him covertly for the past few years. At least when he came into the diner anyway. Apparently, he'd been observing her too. Everywhere. She knew he was fiercely independent and tended to do things on his own, though always with the club at his back. She was already attuned to his mood shifts. He wasn't a talker, or morose, but he his emotions ran deep, particularly where she was concerned.

             
He was definitely still worried about something, she could tell. It was obvious from the moment he arrived to pick her up. She hurried out to the bike and slid her arms around his neck. He smiled and kissed her before pulling her onto the bike. He was in a hurry to leave.

             
They were off and running the moment she had her arms around his waist. As usual he didn't tell her where they were going. And as usual, she didn't mind. Judging from this week, she'd been taken to scenic spots and a few bar-b-q's, even one home cooked meal at his Aunt Edna's house. His folks were gone so she knew it was the equivalent of meeting the parents.

             
Things were moving fast. Really fast. Kaylie was surprised that she didn't mind. In fact, she wanted to go faster.

             
Dating a biker was bringing out all sorts of surprising personality traits in her.

             
No, they weren't dating. It was more than that. They'd skipped all the courtship, although she supposed he'd been courting in his own way by looking out for her and coming into Mae's all those years.

             
They weren't dating. They were
together.

             
The thought sent a warm feeling shooting through her insides. She knew she was in danger of falling in love. It wasn't that she didn't trust him. She did, she trusted him implicitly in fact. But it was too soon. She was afraid that she'd make a fool of herself or say something she couldn't take back. He stole all thought from her when he was touching her. And he'd been touching her a lot more lately…

             
She sighed and looked out at the woods. They'd never gone this way before. He was taking the road toward Heller Mountain. She snuggled into his back and promised herself to keep her mouth shut about her feelings.

             
Bikers didn't care about love anyway. He might want her close at hand but she couldn't imagine him professing his love for her. Neither one of them were much for words. It was one of the reasons they were so well suited. Telling him that she loved him would only ruin things.

             
And right now, everything was perfect. Maybe he'd tell her what was bothering him tonight. But if he didn't, she wouldn't ask. She couldn't risk it.

**********

              Devlin pulled up the cabin after a leisurely 45 minute drive. He always went about 20 MPH slower when Kaylie was on the back of his bike. But even when he wasn't, he found himself being a bit more careful on the road. He had someone now. His devil may care attitude was shifting. He frowned, not sure he liked the change.

             
Devil's weren't supposed to be cautious. He shook off the feeling of foreboding that was coming over him. Tonight he would finally get what he wanted. He'd never waited for anything this long before in his life. His fingers itched to touch her skin as he parked and dismounted. Kaylie must have sensed his mood because she was quiet as he pulled off her helmet and led her to the front porch.

             
He fished around for the hidden key and unlocked the door. He flipped on a light and guided Kaylie inside. The cabin was rustic but clean. A frequent hide out for anyone in the SOS who needed to lie low, it had been in Dev's family since the 1950's. Other than that, his folks had brought him out here for vacations when he was kid. Now it was mostly unused.

             
She looked around her, taking it in.

             
"What is this place?"

             
"My Grandfather built it. Do you like it?"

             
She nodded her head but didn’t say anything else. He could tell she was overwhelmed. Whether by the cabin itself, or the prospect of spending the night alone with him, he wasn't sure. He took her hand and pulled her to the back of the house.

             
"Come on, let me show you the best part."

             
There was a screen door that led to a back porch. He pushed it open and Kaylie made a sweet surprised gasp. The sun was setting over the small lake. It was unbelievably private. A tire swing hung on a tree branch, dangling over the water.

             
"It's beautiful!"

             
He smiled at the rapturous expression on her face.

             
"The view's even better from in here."

             
He took her back inside and up a flight of stairs into a large bedroom. He pulled her into his arms. He couldn't wait any longer. He needed her. He needed to forget the world and lose himself in her sweetness. She was looking down at his chest, looking very nervous suddenly. He licked his lips and lowered his head. He knew how to make her relax… how to drive her wild.

             
He took his time kissing her, using his mouth alone. After a while he pulled her closer to him, sliding his hands up and down her delicious back to cup her sweetly rounded bottom. When he pressed her against the hardness in his pants she sighed audibly. He groaned as he resisted the urge to grind himself into her softness. There was no need to rush. He'd told her mother she'd be home by dawn. They had all night. And he intended to use it.

**********

              Devlin was unbuttoning her blouse while he nibbled on her earlobes. Her sudden shyness was evaporating, just as the certainty that he was going to finally make love to her tonight was setting in. She had a general idea of the mechanics involved in sex, just none of the specifics. Thankfully Dev seemed to know exactly what he was doing.

             
Her breath was coming in little pants as he slid her blouse off and over her shoulders. He groaned as his hands closed over her thin cotton bra. He caressed her gently, kissing her mouth again before she felt him unhook her bra behind her. As soon as her bra was off everything changed. He stared down at her naked chest for a moment with an absorbed look on his face. Then he went wild. His hands were everywhere and his mouth- oh, his mouth was everywhere too. He lavished her breasts with attention endlessly before scooping her up and laying her on the bedspread. Then he pulled his shirt off and pressed himself against her.

             
Oh god-

             
The heat of his chest felt incredible against her breasts and stomach. He was kissing her again as he rocked his hips into hers. There was no doubt now. That's what he wanted to do.

             
She wanted to do it too.

             
She didn't protest when his fingers found the button on her denim shorts. He deftly undid them and pushed them down over her hips, taking her panties part of the way so that her body was barely covered at all. He leaned back and pulled her shorts off of her legs. Then he settled between her legs, slowly tracing his finger along the top edge of her panties while she waited breathlessly to see what he would do. He was staring at her junction with a heavy lidded look in his eyes. Heat radiated from his hands where they rested on her hips.

             
Finally he moved, one hand hovering over her mound. She shivered as he began lightly touching her through her panties, making small circles over her femininity before retreating. Then he began again, slowly teasing her until she was writhing on the bed. The weight of his legs pressed down on hers, holding her in place as her hips bucked slowly. Finally he leaned forward, kissing her as he used his other hand to pull her panties down and away.

             
Now his hand was on her bare skin, playing with the soft folds between her legs. She felt so warm down there… and surprisingly slick.

             
"Jesus Kaylie…"

             
She couldn't think straight as he brought her closer and closer to the edge, without letting her fall over it. Finally he pulled away and she watched as he pulled his jeans off and threw them aside. He was so beautiful… and big. Oh dear god, he was big.

             
Devlin's shaft stood straight up from his narrow hips, reaching nearly to his belly button. A small fearful gasp escaped her lips and he was back in an instant, kissing and soothing her.

             
"It's alright Kaylie. I promise."                           

             
She nodded but her body had gone stiff. The heat between her legs was still there but the rest of her was running for the hills, tensed up and prepared for pain.

             
"Shhhhh sweetheart, don't be afraid of me."

             
His soft words combined with his skillful hands started to relax her again as he slid his finger up and down the line between her nether lips. He wasn't pushing himself inside her or doing anything except kissing and touching her. Her body started to respond again, hovering on the edge of release.

             
"Oh!"

             
He suckled her nipples as his finger started to strum the tender nub above her opening. He slipped a slender finger inside her as she felt herself start to climax for the first time.

             
"Oh, oh, oh, OH!"

             
She hardly recognized the high pitched breathy sounds she was making as the world seemed to explode around her. Her body would have lifted off the bed entirely if he hadn't been lying partially on top of her. As she floated back to earth she felt him adjusting his weight as he positioned himself between her legs.

             
"Kaylie, look at me."

             
She opened her eyes with an effort and stared up at Devlin. The mysterious man she felt like she'd known forever. That she'd wanted forever… She nodded, giving him permission to move forward. She didn't care about the pain anymore.

             
She gasped with pleasure as he pushed the tip of his manhood against her opening. He was hard as a rock against her softness, but also silky… and incredibly hot. He pressed forward a few inches and just like that, he was inside her.

             
Ohhhh…

             
It felt good. Really good. He flexed his hips and the angle changed. She felt him slip deeper inside her. Her body felt stretched open and utterly exposed. But she knew he wouldn't hurt her. She watched his face as he eased himself out and back in slowly. His eyes were closed and it looked like he was concentrating with every fiber of his being. She realized he was struggling to hold onto his control. She wondered if it felt as good to him as it did to her.

             
He groaned as he rocked himself back into her again, a little deeper this time. It hurt a little bit now, but it was commingled with the most exquisite pleasure she'd ever experienced before, or even imagined. He fit inside her perfectly, filling her with liquid heat.

             
The pressure was starting to build inside her again as he worked himself in and out of her gently, gaining greater access with each stroke. Where was the pain she was supposed to be experiencing? Where-

             
Ouch!

             
He bumped up against something and they both moaned. Her barrier was preventing him from penetrating her fully. He held perfectly still above her.

             
"Kaylie."

             
"Yes?"

             
"I'm going to take you now."

             
"Oh… I thought you already were."

             
He let out a shout of strangled laughter.