Wolf's Haven (11 page)

“I like that. A woman who will take charge.” Devin dragged her into his embrace, tipped her chin, and took her lips in a kiss. The kiss was passionate and it confirmed how much he wanted her.

He lifted her thighs over him so that she was straddling him. His dick pierced her opening and she cried out. She was still sore from the previous night, yet she still wanted more of the same. He bent his head to her breasts and took a nipple into his mouth. A jolt of pleasure burst through her body as he suckled, causing a warming sensation inside her. She slid down on him with minimal efforts, taking all of him inside of her.

Tamara rocked her hips back and forth, adjusting to his size. She moved slowly at first and then fucked him with firm deliberate thrusts. His hands squeezed the globes of her ass as she bounced. She held her hands at the back of his neck, and tilted her hips at just the right angle. It was unnecessary as he was long and wide enough to touch all her nerve endings. Her climax was near, building inside of her, but wavering over the edge. She didn’t want this feeling of euphoria to end. Lust. Love. Carnal desire. Need. All those emotions swarmed within her. She slowed her pumping and claimed his mouth with a kiss.

She lifted herself off of him and knelt on the bench on the other side of the whirlpool with her back turned to him. Looking over her shoulder, she said, “This is how I want to be fucked.”

“Oh, is it?” He bent over her and kissed lightly along her spine. “You’ve teased the hell out of me. Shall I return the favor?”

She pressed her ass up against his erection. “Would you be able to resist the urge not to?”

“
Tease
.” Devin lifted both of her arms and placed her hands on the silver bars in front of her. “You will need to hold on tight, because I’m going to fuck you good and hard.”

“Please do,” she whispered.

His lips moved lower to brush against her hips and he didn’t stop there. “You have a nice ass.” He pushed two fingers into her drenched pussy and then slid them up and down her slit.

Parting her pussy, he took her with his mouth. She cried out as he pulled her clit between his lips, teasing her with the tip of his tongue. He sampled her from behind, and she struggled to keep her slippery hands on the bars. With slow tantalizing strokes of his tongue, he licked from clit to ass again and again until her legs shook from the intensity of the desire raging in her body. Throwing her head back, she cried out his name as her climax raced through her.

Devin slammed into her with one stroke while she was still riding erotic waves. He grabbed hold of her hips and pounded into her relentlessly, never missing a beat. “Is this how you want me to fuck you?”

Waves of water splashed onto the floor. She threw her ass back, meeting him thrust for thrust.

“Yes…” It was all she could manage to say as yet another climax hit her.

“I want you forever…to claim you.”

“I know…your wolf,” she said, the words escaping her on bated breath.

His body began to shake and he stroked deeper within her. “
Mine
,” he growled, as hot seed exploded into her heated pussy.

Mine
. Those words echoed through bathroom, and seemed to repeat itself in her head. Her heart rate had not returned to normal by the time they finally separated. With weakened legs, she collapsed into the tub and fell back against Devin’s chest.

She’d experienced twice as much the emotions with Devin, as she had in her whole lifetime. This was the way it was supposed to be.

“S
o, how did you two meet?” Dawson asked out of the blue as he stuffed hefty pieces of steak into his mouth.

Tamara put down her fork and glanced across the table at Devin. He took a long sip of water, and then nodded.

“We meet at a museum,” she said. “Devin had just arrived in town when we…bumped into each other.”

“Bumped?” Dawson raised an eyebrow. With his blue eyes and blond hair, he looked nothing like his brother. They were tall, built the same for the most part, but each were like night and day. “Did you know what he was?”

“Not at the time.” It didn’t matter what he was. He’d saved her from possible miserable consequences because of a last minute decision to flee from Brad’s abuse. It was a selfless act he’d made by delaying pressing matters while seeing to it that she was safe within his haven.

Dawson sat back in his chair and crossed his arms. “The only reason the whole village hasn’t revolted yet is because of who Devin is.”

“Revolted?” Tamara frowned.

“You’re human. How do we know you don’t pose a threat to us all?”

“Dawson, that’s enough,” Devin warned.

“No. Let him talk.” She placed her fork on her plate. “I would never gain anything from bringing harm to your people.

“You had to have known you were visiting a pack of wolves, and there would be opposition. What precisely would you gain from being here?”

“Devin.”

The whole table fell quiet at her declaration. It seemed to satisfy Dawson’s curiosity about her intentions as well. She lifted her gaze to study Devin, but he was already looking at her. His lips turned up in smile, and she finally sighed in relief.

“Excuse me.” Lenora, the maid, stood at the doorway, holding a small girl by the hand.

Lenora waited patiently until Devin motioned for her to come in.

“Ramon made it at long last. He said he was sorry he could not attend dinner but had to take care of other matters.” She pushed the girl gently forward. “He said he wanted you to meet Elisa.”

Elisa’s eyes remained on the floor, and she wrung her little hands against her white and red daisy dress. Her bouncy brown curls hugged her face, making her resemble a doll.

“Elisa, hello.” Devin was the first to speak. “Would you like to join us at the table? We’re having cake for dessert.”

The girl shook her head furiously, eyes still on the floor. “I don’t like cake.”

Lenora knelt before her, taking both of the girl’s little hands in hers. “It’s okay, Elisa. You have to be strong like we talked about.”

“Did Ramon not leave a package?” Devin asked.

The maid stood and pulled the little girl closer to the table. “There are not many ways to put this, Sir, but Elisa is the package.”

Devin dropped his utensils on the plate. “What do you mean…she’s the package?”

“Devin. Dawson. Elisa is the daughter of a maid that once worked here under your father. She’s your half sister.”

“What!” Both Devin and Dawson chimed in shock.

***

Devin hadn’t even made it to the first step yet when Ramon opened the door to his home and motioned for him to come inside. The elder probably hadn’t even used his gifts to sense his arrival. The surprise Ramon had bestowed upon Devin at dinner would have been cause to anticipate a visit from anyone.

Devin sat in one of the chairs facing the fireplace. His hands itched in impatience as the elder poured steaming hot water over some herbs in a tea cup.

Ramon placed the tray on the table in front of them. “It’s rather late. You should be resting because you have a long day ahead of you tomorrow.”

He didn’t care about tomorrow; he was concerned with what he’d found out this day. “Is it true?”

“Have you ever known me to tell a lie?”

“Our sister,” Devin said in shock. “She’s barely nine years old. How could my father have kept this a secret?”

“The same way he kept your birth a secret.”

Devin’s frustration had his blood boiling. “But my mother wasn’t a maid in his servitude. How many female servants has he fucked? How many more children has he sired?”

“I have no knowledge of any others.” Ramon pushed a cup of tea across the table toward him.

To appease the elder, he downed the hot herbal beverage in one gulp. “Ironically, she seemed to have been born around the same time my mother was banished from the village.”

“Your father never listened to me when it came to woman. He was very busy in that department.”

“The child…where has she been staying?” If he knew his father right, he would have wanted to keep Elisa hidden away, but forever under his watchful eyes.

“Her mother was banished from the village when she was six years old. Up until then, she had been a servant. For the last three years, she’s been living with her aunt.”

“I can’t imagine what she has been through. Our situations are very similar, but she’s way younger than I was.”

Ramon smiled. “I’ve had the privilege of tutoring her. She’s very mature for her age.”

“She’s taken a liking to Tamara. They were in the library when I left. Elisa knows our history well.”

“Elisa is special.”

Devin nodded. “Yes, all children are.”

“Elisa is a seer.”

“A seer? Like you?”

“She will lend great knowledge to our next generation.” His eyebrows drew together in concentration. “Your offspring.”

“Then she will become an Elder, like you?”

The old man chuckled.  “A seer never gives away all his secrets.” He stood. “It is time for you to go now. Tomorrow, you will claim your birthright.”

He took the hint, and moved toward the door. “Do you have anything else to tell me before I leave?”

Ramon’s lips spread into a slow smile. “What else would you like to know?”

Devin didn’t know if he wanted to discover anymore surprises. How could Ramon deal with so much knowledge and not suffer from information and historical overload? “Goodnight, old friend.”

“Devin…”

He paused just outside the home, and turned to find the Elder standing in the door frame.

“Sooner or later, you will have to give into the urges of your wolf side. He is stronger now than he’s ever been before. Not even as a child was your wolf this confidant. Only a true mate would bring out this much dominance in a wolf.”

“Why are you telling me this?” he asked.

“A wolf always knows his mate.”

The elder closed the door, leaving him standing in darkness among the sound of crickets.

***

Devin snuggled against Tamara, resting his chin on her shoulders and wrapping his arms around her tightly. She responded by moving closer to him in their spoon. His body was still heated from their rounds of sex, but she’d begun to shiver after they’d parted. The temperatures had dropped below freezing soon after he returned from visiting Ramon. He had to remember that Tamara was only human and her temperature did not adjust that quickly to this type of weather.

She’d not fallen asleep yet. Devin could tell from her uneasy breathing.

“Tomorrow night is the Blue Moon,” he said.

“I know. Elisa told me.”

“What exactly did Elisa tell you?” Devin thought back to what Ramon had said. With Elisa being a seer, there was no telling what she’d revealed to Tamara.

“She said that all the wolves would gather. It’s usually a time of celebration, but this one will end in disorder.”

Elisa was right. If he remembered correctly about how competitive his cousin was from their days as young pups, then he would not go down without a fight.

Devin swallowed hard. “I owe this duty to the Caedmon people.”

“I respect your decision.”

Was Tamara his true mate? It would explain why he’d been so drawn to her the night at the museum. There was this feeling to protect her like only mated wolves do. He’d had other women before, but before they could expect any sort of commitment he would break it off with them. Bachelorhood was better than having a broken heart in the long run. At least, that was his take on life until he bumped into Tamara. She awakened the urges of his wolf, a wolf who longed for a life-long companion.