Chapter Fifteen
It had taken Caylan all day gathering firewood, trying to give Tansy as much time as she needed in case she was hesitant about staying. He was hoping if she did decide to leave that she at least listened to him and waited for him to come back to say good bye. There was a pang in his chest from the thought of her leaving. He had just found her and he wasn’t sure if he was going to be able to let her leave. He had promised Crew, and himself, that this decision for Tansy to make and he wouldn’t pressure her. If she decided it was best if she left, then he would support her.
To save her time, he had hiked up the hill and found her camp. He had rolled up all of her gear and attached it to her back pack. Between carrying all of her gear, and an armload of firewood, Caylan was feeling tired for once. The extra work was definitely appreciated though or he knew he would’ve sat around all day stewing over what decision she was going to make. As he came down the last part of the trail to the clearing, he could see two trucks leaving and all the lights were off in the house.
Panic surged through Caylan’s veins as he dropped everything and ran for the house as he called her name, “Tansy!”
He threw open the door and flicked on the lights, tossing his head around like a crazed animal as he looked for her. Looking towards the kitchen, he saw her sitting at the table, hands folded in front of herself. She looked beautiful in the deep purple sweater dress she was wearing and his heart skipped a beat as she smiled at him.
“Everything alright?”
He ran a hand through his hair, “Damn it, woman. I thought you had left without saying good-bye or that someone had come and taken you away! Who the hell just left?”
“The uh, my uh, the girls did. They came to help me make dinner,” Tansy said shyly as she gestured to all of the food on the table.
“The girls,” Caylan said, reiterating what she had said.
“Well yeah, I mean… I haven’t had a whole lot of kitchen time in the last while. I wanted dinner to be edible,” Tansy said before pointing to the empty chair. “Why don’t you sit?”
Caylan crossed over to the table and sat down, blood pounding in his ears, “What does this mean?”
“If you’ll stop talking for two seconds, I could tell you,” Tansy teased, handing him a plate stacked high with what looked like chicken fried steak.
“You’re in a good mood,” Caylan observed as he filled his plate.
“I made a decision today,” Tansy said, pausing until Caylan’s eyes locked with hers. “I want to stay.”
“You want to stay? In Serenity?”
Tansy chewed her lip, Caylan could see the nervousness filling her eyes as she spoke, “No. I mean I want to stay. Here. With you. If you’ll have me. I know that I haven’t been the most gracious guest, but I promise to help where I can. I promise to…”
Caylan stood and rounded the table in a flash as he scooped Tansy up out of her chair and kissed her. He crossed to the counter and set her down to allow his hands to wander, sucking on her bottom lip as he did so. Her tongue danced with his as a soft moan escaped her mouth.
Oh what that moan did to him though, he had gooseflesh breaking out all over his body. He needed to make her his.
“Does this mean you want to be mine? Is that what you’re telling me, woman?” Caylan asked in a raspy voice before he leaned down and sucked on her neck.
“That’s exactly what it means. I don’t want to be with anyone but you. Your broken pieces’ match mine. If I’m meant to be with a foxen, I want that foxen to be you,” Tansy said softly.
Caylan pulled away from their embrace, his eyes searching hers. Every word she had spoken had been true; he could hear it.
“If we are going to do this, there’s no more running. It’s going to be me and you every second of every day. Promise me that even when doubt creeps into your mind, you won’t run. I promise to always protect you. You don’t have anything to run from anymore. Promise me.”
Tansy smiled at him as she grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him closer before claiming his mouth again with her own. He felt her body shiver beneath his touch.
“I promise,” Tansy said, the finality in her words making up Caylan’s mind.
“I’m going to make you mine,” Caylan growled seductively in her ear.
Sliding his hands underneath her, he picked her up and walked towards the bedroom. With every stride, he got more and more anxious to bury himself inside of her. This was really happening. Tansy was his to claim. Setting her down on the bed, Caylan slid her panties to the floor before pulling her dress over her head. Tansy was beautiful.
“You’re a sight for sore eyes, you beautiful woman,” Caylan grinned at her cheesily.
Tansy undid the clasp on her bra and tossed it to the floor before working to undo Caylan’s pants, “Shut up and make me yours, you brute.”
Caylan quickly undressed and pushed Tansy down onto the bed, before kneeling on the floor next to the bed. Leaning forward, he pulled her towards him and licked her folds. Lapping at her sensitive bud, he slipped a finger inside of her. A moan escaped her lips with each thrust of his hand.
“Noisy little thing. I like it when you tell me what you like,” he murmured against her clit before swirling his tongue around it.
He could feel her getting closer and closer as he worked his tongue in tandem with his hand. The things he wanted to do to her body. He wanted to worship her, make her cry his name in ecstasy. She was his for the taking. He would make sure she always knew she was his.
Standing, he grabbed his now rock hard member and angled it over her entry as she sat up and looked him in eyes, “What are you doing?”
Caylan hesitated, “Well, now I’m not sure.”
“I haven’t gotten to pleasure you yet,” Tansy said, scooting to the edge of the bed and then wrapping her mouth around the head of his cock.
“Fuck, Tansy. If you do that, I won’t last long,” he said, trying to maintain control of his instincts.
Tansy’s only response was a throaty laugh as she continued to work her mouth over him again and again. He was getting close. Pulling her off of him, he bent down and picked her up, holding her to where she was right over him. Moving his hips, he teased her, sliding the tip between her folds.
“Are you opposed to me taking you from behind, my little vixen?” Caylan asked, his voice coming out so smooth it was like it was silk.
Tansy wriggled in excitement, “Take me however you want.”
A snarl erupted from Caylan’s throat as he set Tansy back on the floor and she bent over the bed for him. Sliding his cock inside of her, they both moaned in pleasure. Caylan grabbed her by the hips and rocked into her slowly, picking up speed with every stroke. He let his hands wander, reaching around to tweak her nipples as he continued you to rock into her.
Tansy moaned his name over and over again, “Caylan, Caylan, yes, fuck yes.”
Losing himself in the rhythm of it all, he gave himself over to instinct, taking her harder and faster as he went before pulling her up towards his chest as he bent over to meet her halfway.
“There’s no going back after this. I’m about to come with you. When we do, I will have to bite you to seal the mating ritual. Every shiften will know you’re mine and I am yours. Are you ready for a commitment like that, Tansy?” Caylan asked, trying to force himself to maintain control long enough for her to answer.
Tansy nodded as she whimpered in pleasure.
“Say it. Tell me to claim you,” Caylan grit out, his movements becoming more jerky as he staved off their orgasms a moment longer.
“Claim me, Caylan. Do it,” she moaned out as she shattered around him.
Caylan leaned forward and sank his teeth into her shoulder where the muscle met with the neck as he came undone inside of her. As he released the tender muscle, wings of vibrant golds and silvers grew from Tansy’s shoulders. Together they floated gently in the air for a moment before floating back down onto the bed, her mating mark healing completely as they did so.
How odd. Cool, but odd.
“Best. Sex. Ever,” Tansy panted from beneath him.
“You think so, huh? You’ll be pleasantly surprised to know that you’re the first woman I’ve ever been with,” Caylan said, humor tinging his voice.
“Wait, seriously?” Tansy asked, casting a look over her shoulder as Caylan fell to the bed beside her.
“Yes, seriously. There’s not a whole lot of women out here, if you catch my drift,” Caylan winked at her, pulling her into his arms.
“Good point,” Tansy said. “You’re damn talented for a first timer.”
Caylan laughed, “Careful what you say, it might give me a big head. Let’s get you cleaned up; then we can enjoy the food you made.”
“I like the way you think.”