CHAPTER EIGHT

 

 

 

“What the fuck?” The sheriff? He froze for a moment, not having a clue what this could be about.

And then it hit him.

“Seren!”

Something must be wrong with Seren.

Forgetting the champagne, Canyon ran to the front of the store pushing his shopping buggy like a battering ram. “Sorry, sorry, excuse me,” he apologized to a little old lady who had to jump out of his way.

Upon arriving at the entrance, he shoved his buggy and a credit card to a clerk he knew and ran out the door to where he could see a county squad car parked. “Seren! Seren!”

Leaning over the open rear passenger door, Kane Saucier whirled around to greet the big blacksmith. “Take it easy, Brady. She’s okay.”

She’s okay.

Pushing nearer, he saw a deputy squatting in front of Seren, applying a bandage to her arm. “What in the hell happened?”

“Don’t worry,” Seren spoke up, a bit of panic in her voice. “I’m fine.”

“She walked behind a car while it was backing out. Knocked her down. She’s just lucky it wasn’t worse.” The sheriff crossed his arms over his broad chest. “The driver didn’t see her. I asked Miss Seren where she was going in such a hurry and she told me she was heading inside to check on you.”

“Let me see.” Canyon used his considerable bulk to dislodge the deputy from his position near Seren just as the young man applied the last bit of tape to the gauze covering a scrape on the underside of her forearm. Blood was seeping through the bandage. “God, you’re hurt, angel.”

“I’m not hurt.” She gave him a weak smile. “It was my fault. I wasn’t paying sufficient attention to my surroundings.”

“Could I talk to you a minute, Brady?” Kane stepped away from his squad car, expecting Canyon to follow.

Reluctant to leave Seren, he stroked her arm. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Seren nodded. “You know I heal fast. This is nothing. Are you all right?”

He grimaced. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t know, I just imagined something happening to you and me not being there.”

Hearing the sheriff clear his throat, he pushed Seren’s hair over her shoulder. “I’ll be right back. Are you sure you don’t want to go to the hospital?”

“No. I’m good,” she assured him, nodding toward the lawman. “Go see what he has to say. I’m ready to go home.”

“Okay, love.” He rose and went to see what the sheriff wanted. “Was the driver injured?”

“No, it was little old Miss Whitney. She was a bit shook up. One of my men drove her car home for her.” He pointed over his shoulder to Seren. “What’s up with the girl? When I asked her for some ID, she told me she didn’t have anything. No driver’s license, no credit card, no social security card. Nothing.”

Knowing the truth wouldn’t do anyone any good, Canyon lied to the sheriff with a straight face. “She lost her luggage on the trip.”

“She visiting you? Where’s she from?”

“Yes, she’s visiting me. Is Seren in some kind of trouble, Kane?”

The sheriff took off his hat. “No. No trouble. The situation just struck me as a little odd, that’s all.” He gestured back to his car, where the deputy was leaning in close to Seren with a big smile on his face. “If she doesn’t find her credentials, take her down to the DMV and get her license replaced. She’ll need some form of ID until she can replace the other stuff.”

“Will do.” He hadn’t thought about the questions that might arise from Seren having no form of identification. “Thanks for helping her.”

They returned in time to see Seren rise to her feet. Canyon didn’t give her time to sway, he swept her up in his arms and carried her to his truck. Once he had the door open, he placed her on the seat and buried his face in her neck. “You scared the life out of me.”

She clasped his head to her and kissed his cheek. “Now you know how you’ve made me feel a thousand times in the past.”

He didn’t respond to her comment. Instead, he framed her face and kissed her once – thoroughly. “Stay here. I have to go back to collect my things.” Taking one step away, he turned back to close the door. “I mean it. Stay put.”

“Yes, sir.” She gave him a weak smile, then grimaced as she moved her arm. “Hurry back.”

Hurry, he did. After signing the charge receipt, Canyon thanked the clerk, and carted the items to his truck. Thankfully, he could see Seren sitting where he’d left her. “Hey, how do you feel?” he asked as he placed the bags in the backseat floorboard.

“I’m okay,” she assured him with a small voice. “I’m sorry about all of this.”

“No need to be sorry. Although, we do need to discuss some things.” His mind was full of ways to keep her safe – none of which she would be very happy about. “Are you in pain?”

She bent her arm and frowned. “A little bit. Not much.” Seren gave him a tremulous smile. “I’m sure all the marks will be gone by the time we get home.”

“Now, tell me why you didn’t do as I asked and stay in the truck to wait for me.” His voice sounded gruff, but he wasn’t angry. Canyon rubbed his chest, wondering at the odd ache he found there.

“I realized I couldn’t sense you anymore, not like I used to. I kept imagining what might be happening when you were out of my sight.” She twisted a spiral curl of her hair around one finger. “I fear I have lost my usefulness.”

Canyon shook his head. “You make me happy. You make me smile.” He clasped her hand and brought it to his chest. “You make my heart beat a mile a minute.” When her eyes widened, he brought her fingertips to his lips. “I’d say those talents are as valuable as guarding and protecting.”

“You think so?” She didn’t appear to look convinced. “That’s not what I was created for.”

“I’m afraid I’d have to differ with you, Seren. I’d say those things are exactly what you were created for.” He gave her a heated look. “And the Lord did a mighty fine job, if you ask me.”

Not wanting to debate the issue, she glanced over the seat. “What’s my surprise?”

Canyon chuckled. “I have some things to give you before we make love. A few little gifts to make you feel special…” His voice faltered a bit. “So, you’ll know how much I think of you.”

“Really? Gifts? For me?”

The disbelief in her voice made Canyon feel like his chest was made of mush. “Sure. Men give gifts to the woman they want to be with.” By this time, they were pulling up in his driveway.

“Being with you is gift enough.” She grasped the door handle and gave him an engaging grin. “Last one to the bed is a rotten egg.”

Canyon couldn’t fault her enthusiasm. There were parts of him equally excited. But…she was injured. Climbing from his truck, he caught up with her. “Hold on, honey. I think we should wait one more day.”

As he spoke the words, she was mounting the steps to his front porch. Her back was turned to Canyon. When she heard him say they should wait to make love, her shoulders drooped. “Oh?”

When she faced him, Canyon could see the disappointment in her eyes. “Yea, I think it would be best.”

“I’m tired of taking it slow, Canyon. Why would we wait?” She spread her hands, the bandages on her arms plain as day.  

“There.” He pointed at her injuries. “That’s why. I don’t want you to be in pain. I want you to enjoy our time together.”

“If that’s all...” She began ripping at the bandages. “I’m sure I’m nearly healed by now.”

“Hey. Wait.” Canyon moved to stop her, but she’d already torn away the gauze.

To Seren’s surprise, her wounds remained. She stared at the scraped, raw skin as if it didn’t belong to her. “Why, I expected this to be gone.”

Wincing, he reached for her arm. “See, you’re hurt.”

“Oh, no.” Seeing his skepticism, she grabbed his hand. “Right now, I’m not even noticing any pain. I have other things on my mind. We’re not going to let a little thing like this change our plans. Please.”

“Oh, honey.” Canyon’s whole body shaking with arousal. “I just want to do what’s right by you, that’s all.”

“This is right,” she told him. “I don’t know how long I have. I could disappear as quickly as I came.”

“Don’t say that.” How important she’d become to him in such a short amount of time. Every moment he spent with her, the harder it became to imagine a day without her in it.

Taking him by the arm, she waited while he unlocked the door. “I watched you build this log cabin with your own two hands.” As the door slowly swung open, she soaked in the atmosphere of his cozy home. “I know it wouldn’t mean anything, but I would love to know what it felt like for you to carry me over the threshold.”

“Come here.” If she wanted this small thing, he could certainly give it to her. Placing the sacks from the store inside the door, he opened his arms and swept her up into them. “Watch your injuries.”

“I will,” Seren whispered as she laid her head on his shoulder. Later, she’d worry about why her wounds hadn’t healed.

Holding her small body close to his, Canyon carried her over the threshold like a bride. Once they were inside, he shut the door. “Okay, if we’re going to do this, let’s do it right.”

“Yea, let’s do it right,” she agreed playfully.

Bending, he held her near to the floor. “Pick up those sacks and be careful of the one with tissue paper sticking out.”

“Okey-doke.” She did as he asked and giggled when he raised up and bounced her a tiny bit. “This is going to be so much fun.”

“I guarantee it.” Heading upstairs to the bedroom, he hoped to hell he could make good on his promise. This was her first time. Even with her bravado, Seren was beyond innocent. He fought back a niggling idea that he was taking advantage of her. Doing something wrong. How could loving her be wrong? Yet… “We’re going to take our time. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Seren kissed him on the cheek as she pushed his bedroom door open with her foot. “You won’t hurt me. I’m made of stern stuff.”

Lowering her slight weight to his bed, Canyon bent to brush a kiss near the red raw scraped area of her arm. “Yea, stern stuff.” His voice faltered a little. She was everything soft. Everything sweet. Delicate. And so determined to be his champion, it made his heart ache. What would life be like with someone so devoted by his side? His mind balked at the image. “Okay, before we go any farther, let’s see what’s in the bags.”

Her eyes rounded and shone with happiness. “Which one first?”

“This one.” He pointed to the tissue wrapped flowers.

Reverently, she picked up the package and began to unwrap them. As she revealed the crimson blossoms, Seren’s breath caught in her throat and she gasped, “Oh, how wonderful! They’re mine?”

Seeing her happiness at the small gift, he smiled. “Yea, I know they aren’t as pretty as the flowers in heaven. They’ll fade too.”

“They’re absolutely beautiful,” she mused softly. “And knowing they’re temporary makes them even more precious.” 

“Yea.” Canyon tried not to dwell on the fact her stay might only be temporary. “I’m glad you like them.”

“They’re perfect.” Looking up at him with adoring eyes, she asked, “Could I have something to put them in? We’ll place them right by the bed.”

“Oh, sure. Be right back. Wait on me.” He meant for her to wait to open the other sack until he returned, but she took it another way.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m right where I want to be.”

While he was gone, Seren buried her face in the scented blossoms, inhaling deeply. No flowers she’d ever seen – in heaven above or here below – could compare to the ones in her arms. “Because he gave these to me,” she whispered in wonder as she lightly caressed the satin petals.

“Here we go.” Canyon returned with a gallon glass pickle jar. “This isn’t very fancy but it’ll work.” He hurried into the bathroom and filled it half full of water.

“It’s a perfect vase.” Seren’s eyes followed him as he disappeared behind the adjacent door, staying glued to the spot until he reappeared. He was the dearest thing in the universe to her. Nothing else even came close. “I love to watch you move. For your size, you’re so graceful.”

Canyon felt his cheeks burn. “Uh, thanks, I guess.” He came to her, holding the jar steady while she lowered the stems into the water. “Now, they’ll be pretty for a while.”

“They’ll be in my heart forever.” She raised her face for his kiss. “Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome.” Placing the vase on the nightstand, he brushed his palms over the fabric of his jeans. “Okay, look inside the other sack and see what else I got for you. It’s not much, but I wanted to mark the occasion.”

Seren’s newfound heart felt too big for her chest. “You’re so nice to me.” She gave him a big smile. “Of course, I knew you would be.” Reaching into the bag, she pulled out the box of condoms. “What’s this?” She squinted. “Magnum XL.”

“Oh, that’s not the gift. Those are…” Canyon gave her a smirk, a bit embarrassed. How silly was that? He was a grown-ass man who’d lived a hard life. Faced heartbreak. Contemplated death. And lived in spite of it – because of her. “Those are to protect you.”

“Protect me?” She looked at the box, a dawning realization coming to her mind. “Oh, from having your baby.” Seren frowned. “I don’t know if I could. Get pregnant, I mean.” Biting her lip, she experienced an ache in her chest. “I wish I could.”

From a brief second, Canyon saw Seren holding a dark-haired child with a headful of sable brown curls. His vision reminded him of the Madonna and child, an aura surrounding her, an unearthly glow. As nothing else could, this vision reminded him Seren wasn’t of this world. No matter how much he wanted her to be. “All we have is now.” He cupped her face, stroking her cheek with his thumb. “Let’s make the best of it.”

“I agree.” She waved the box in the air. “And by the size of these condoms, your best is going to be very, very good.”

Throwing back his head, Canyon laughed. As he watched her tunnel in the sack for his last surprise, he began to unbutton his shirt, anxious to feel his skin against hers. “It’s not much. Sort of old fashioned. Most women are watching their weight these days…not that you need to.”

His ramblings weren’t slowing Seren down a bit. She exclaimed over the box of chocolates, then dug into them, putting one in her mouth.

“Good!”

To Canyon’s ever-loving surprise, she put a second one in her mouth. “You look like an adorable chipmunk.” Her eyes brightened and she winked at him. While she continued to chew the two candies, he undressed down to his briefs.

Seren watched him beneath shuttered eyelashes. Her heart hammered at the sight. “Those condoms better be big,” she mumbled around the candy.

“They’re adequate.” He edged closer, moving the chocolates next to the roses, then taking the box of rubbers in his hand. Removing a packet, he laid it to one side for later. “I want to see you. I want to touch you.” Understatement. He’d been dying to feast his eyes on her. All of her. Naked as the day she was… “Will you let me?”

Seren felt a blush glow on her body. “Yes.” She took the hem of her top and pulled it up, revealing the lacy bra Canyon had bought for her. “All of me?”

Canyon licked his lips. “Every square inch.” He dipped his head for a sweet taste of her mouth. “Need help?”

“Yes, please.” She turned around so he could help unhook her bra. “This is a tricky clasp.”

With shaking hands, he released the hooks, holding his breath when she let the cups fall. He’d seen her once before, the day he walked in on her in the bathroom – but his memory didn’t do her justice. Coming to the bed, he sat just behind her, moving her hair over her shoulders so the feminine curls didn’t obstruct his view. “God help me, Seren, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” Kissing her neck, his let his palms slide down her arms and around to cup her breasts. The moment he did, they both gasped. “You’re even more perfect than I remembered.” Lifting the lush mounds, he caressed and molded them, loving how the tips of her hard nipples stiffened with arousal against his palms. “Feel good?”

“So good.” She leaned her head back on his chest, lifting her arms to twine around his neck. Turning her face to the side, she invited his kiss. He tasted her over and over again as he fondled her breasts, milking the nipples until she was writhing with ecstasy in his arms. “Canyon,” she pleaded, wanting more, but not knowing how to put it into words.

“Lie down.” He eased her to the bed, coming over her to undo the jeans she wore. As he pushed them down her legs, Canyon began making his way down her delectable body with a brush of his lips over her cheek, a trail of fiery licks down the elegant line of her throat, and a nip of his teeth to her sexy collarbone. “Now for the panties covering paradise.” Hooking his thumbs into the elastic waist, he tugged them down, his heart beating hard and fast.

“I want you naked too,” she whispered, her hands covering his pectoral muscles, massaging them lightly.

“Soon. Don’t make me rush this. I want to savor you,” he told her softly as he settled himself next to her, ready to pay homage to her breasts.

“Parts of me want you to hurry,” she told him breathlessly.

Canyon felt the protective armor around his heart begin to thaw. Cradling her breast in one hand, he was fascinated by how puffy the areolas were, how suckable the nipples. “I just want to make this good for you.” Grazing the tip with his thumb, he smiled as it visibly distended, seeming to reach out for his touch. “You were made for me, weren’t you?”

“Yes. For you.” She arched her back, thrusting her breasts toward his face. “Put your mouth on me. Please.”

Moaning his assent, Canyon dipped his head to lave the tip with his tongue, relishing how hard it became, how it seemed to swell even larger as he enclosed the tender peak with his lips. Sucking deep, he felt goose bumps rise on his skin as Seren keened her approval, her fingernails digging into his back as she attempted to hold him in place. Shifting from one breast to the other, Canyon continued to suckle – nipping, licking, swirling his tongue around her nipples – feasting at her soft, feminine flesh.

“More, more, more, harder, harder,” she chanted as her hips began to move in supplication.

With his mouth latched to one nipple, he squeezed and rubbed the other. God, he loved this. If his cock weren’t demanding equal time, he could worship at her breasts for hours.

“I didn’t know it could feel this way,” Seren moaned as she hooked a leg over his knees, trying to bring her lower body into contact with his. Needing to touch him, her hands ran feverishly over his shoulders and arms. “I love your body. You’re so solid. Real. Hard. I want to melt into you. Become a part of you.”

Canyon’s only answer to her almost incoherent mutterings was to suckle harder, toying and teasing the sweet bud, pinching and tweaking the jealous taut bead of its twin, devouring the soft globes with unparalleled hunger. To his absolute delight, Seren began to tremble, her sweet pants coming faster and harder as she bucked and jerked in climax.

“Canyon!” she cried as the air around her became electrified with pleasure. Every tug at the tips of her breasts was answered by a corresponding pulse between her legs. “I love you. I love you so much.”

Canyon’s only answer was to give each mound a farewell kiss, then trace a path down her body to find the sweet spot between her thighs. “Spread your legs, love.”

“Why?” she keened breathlessly.

“You’ll see,” he murmured. “You’re so fuckin’ responsive. You’re going to love this.” Pleasing her was heady business. Settling himself between her legs, he took a good look at what awaited him. “Mercy, you’re pretty. Looking at you, I can believe you came straight from heaven.” Soft. Delicate folds. Seashell pink with a dusting of soft brown curls. “Sweet Jesus.”

“Language,” she cautioned him with a giggle, so happy she thought she might pass out.

“Sorry.” But he wasn’t. He was too eager to get his mouth on her to worry about niceties. “So slick. Already wet for me.” At his observation, Seren attempted to close her legs, but Canyon stopped her. “Don’t you dare. Let me look my fill.” He traced the tender pad with his fingertips, easing down to touch the tiny opening where his cock longed to go. “So small. So perfect.” As he touched her a tiny pearl of arousal beaded on his finger and he brought the tip to his mouth to suck the drop off. He moaned at the way she tasted. “Sunshine and wildflowers.”

“I don’t know what to do,” she whispered as he spread her open with his thumbs.

“Enjoy.” Canyon whispered his recommendation as he registered how still she’d become – waiting – her breath coming in muted gasps. “Your tiny clit is growing, swelling.” He feathered a touch over the rosy engorged bud. “Now, hold on.”

Seren obeyed, clutching the bedspread beneath her with one fist. “Can-yon!” she whimpered as he began to lick between her folds, each stroke ending with a lap at her clit. Unable to keep her bottom still, she held his head in place with her other hand, pressing upward, begging him to continue. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

Canyon grunted, he had no intention of stopping until she was screaming for his cock. He laved the small bundle of nerves with a stiff tongue, taking two fingers to push up inside of her. As she keened her pleasure, he marveled at the tightness of her channel. In order not to hurt her, he’d have to get her so turned on she’d welcome the invasion. “Hold on baby, just hold on. The best is yet to come.”

Seren closed her eyes as he touched and kissed her. Her body felt electric, a warm tingling filling her lower extremities. She felt her toes curl and all she could do was dip her hips – raising and lowering them in an eager move she couldn’t explain. His mouth and tongue were giving her untold pleasure. When he began to suck on her clit with long, gentle draws, the soft place between her legs clenched tight, wanting to clasp and hold on to something – but finding only emptiness. “I want…I need…Canyon – please!”  

Finding her excitement highly contagious, Canyon opened his mouth wide, almost covering her whole pussy. She whimpered and moaned, thrashing her head, her hands gripping his hair. Holding her thighs, he tried to keep her still – to no avail. He’d always loved to go down on a woman – but this woman… She made him feel like the greatest lover in the world. As he loved her, working her clit with his tongue, Seren lifted her hips clear off the bed, crying out his name, “Canyon!”

“That’s right. Remember who made you feel this way.”

“You. You. Only you. Always you.”

Canyon’s cock felt like it was ready to explode. Determined to give them both what they needed, he set out to give her the ecstasy she deserved. With all the tenderness he possessed, Canyon gave her beautiful pussy his complete attention – licking, nipping, stroking, sucking. In no time, she was gasping for breath again, the sexiest sounds he’d ever heard coming from her lips. As he cradled her hips, his face buried between her thighs – she froze, she shattered, and she screamed. Holding onto her, he kept the bliss coming as her whole body shuddered with pleasure.

When she finally quieted, Canyon planted kisses all along her thighs and tummy. Moving up her body, he gave the same attention to her breasts. “I need you now, Seren.”

Seeing the desperate longing in his eyes, she opened her arms. “Oh, yes. As good as you’ve made me feel, what I want – what I need – is you.”

“Condom.” He made a grab for the packet, standing up to shuck his briefs.

“Let me.” Seren came up on her knees, her eyes glued on his enormous erection. “I want to touch you so much.”

“I don’t know if I can stand it. I’m too excited. Too far gone.” He handed her the rubber.

“I’ll be careful.” Leaning near, she kissed his cock gently, smiling when it jerked in her hand. “You’re amazing. So good to me. I can’t wait to be one with you.”

“Do your arms hurt?” He noticed they were still as red and raw as before.

“I’m fine,” she assured him. “Now…show me how to do this.”

Seeing her excited confusion, he schooled her. “Just place the rubber over the head and roll it down.”

“Like this?” Carefully, tenderly, she slid the condom over the broad crest of his cock.

“Yea.” Canyon closed his eyes as his hips bucked toward her. “I’m not going to last until the water gets hot. It’s been a long time – and you…you’re so fuckin’ beautiful.”

This time, Seren didn’t chide him for his language. Instead, she slid the condom down the long, thick stalk of his cock and hummed her appreciation. “I’m so ready for you, I ache. It seems like my whole existence has been bringing me to this moment with you.” Once she rolled the latex to the thick root, she lay back on the bed and opened her legs. Holding out her hand, she invited Canyon to come to her. “Please?”

Blinking his eyes, Canyon made sure he was awake. This woman was every man’s dream. Her very existence challenged everything he thought he always knew to be fact. Yet…here she was – with him. Suddenly the possibility of her leaving him lanced through his chest like a sharp blade. “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere – and neither are you.”

“Good,” she assured him with a serene expression on her face. “I crave the pleasure, but not as much as I crave the connection with you. I want to touch you everywhere.”

As his eyes caressed her exquisite body, Canyon levered himself over her, spreading her legs farther with his knees. “Soon, baby. I need this first, then you can do with me what you will.”

Seren sighed with relief as he pressed his strong, naked body to hers. “Give me all your weight. I want to feel every inch of you.”

Her eager whispers just fueled the desire burning within him. “You want me,” he muttered unnecessarily, the wonder of her eagerness making him crave her even more.

“So much,” she whispered as he crashed his lips to hers. Seren could feel his manhood seeking entrance. Needing him, she slid her hand between them to guide him home.

When he felt her place him at the well of her soft opening, Canyon held his breath and pushed the tip of his hungry cock into her soft, creamy heat. “Okay, honey?” He wanted this more than air, but he didn’t want to hurt her either. Immediately, the satin glove of her pussy clenched around him and he groaned.

“Keep going,” Seren whispered through clenched teeth, rolling her hips and wrapping her legs around him. “Take me, Canyon. Make me yours.”

Trying to keep his head, Canyon pulled out, then worked his way back in – in and out – going just a little deeper each time. Until he reached a thin membrane barrier. “Oh, God, honey. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Clutching him tighter, Seren looked into his eyes. “No pain. No gain. Isn’t that what they say?”

“What do you gain?” Canyon lowered his head, the strength it took to hold himself back beginning to wane.

Seren framed his face. “You. I gain you.” She lifted her hips, sending him an invitation he couldn’t resist.

With the helplessness of devastating need, Canyon let go – bucking forward and tearing through the slight resistance until he was buried to the hilt. Beneath him, she gasped, pressing her face to his chest. “Don’t stop, this is what I’ve waited for.”

Bowing his neck, he bared his teeth, the pure pleasure of being deep inside her almost more than he could process. Her feminine treasure enveloped him like the perfect dream. “I won’t stop. I can’t.” Pushing up, he stared down at her. She was so beautiful. Her body was rosy with passion’s glow. Her sweet breasts were jiggling as her chest heaved. His eyes moved down to where they were joined, where she accepted him so completely. He was so big, so hard. She was so delicate, so soft. Beautiful.

That was his last coherent thought before he gave in to the need to move. “Tell me if I hurt you. I can’t hold back.” Over and over he crashed against her, stroke after stroke – thrust after thrust. The sexy, rhythmic sound of the headboard banging against the wall filled the room.

“More, Canyon. More. Give me everything,” she murmured, lifting herself to cling to his body, absorbing everything he sought to give her. As he took her, she whispered words of love, of trust, of promise, “I am yours. You are mine. Forever. Nothing will keep us apart.”

Again, he didn’t respond verbally. Canyon let his body do the talking. Possessing. Claiming. Euphoric sensations flowed through his veins and his skin tingled like he was being caressed by fingers of fire. Pumping into her over and over, he gave into the irresistible impulse to kiss her lips, then her breasts. Canyon loved how she reacted, tightening around him, digging her nails into his shoulders. She was marking him in more ways than one – wrapping her small hands around his heart, making a place for herself inside his soul. The realization of this connection compelled him to take her harder – thrust deeper – keep pushing her to new heights of pleasure. Yet the more he gave, the more she offered in return – kissing his jaw, his neck, rubbing her lips over his shoulders. Undoubtedly, this was the best sex of his life. If he could’ve kept going forever, he would have.

But he couldn’t – it was too good and he was too close. His only goal was for her to come again before he took his own pleasure. He’d give her that gift or die trying.

“Come on, angel. Come for me.” Canyon spread butterfly kisses all over her face as he continued to fill her again and again. Pounding harder. Faster. “Look at me, baby. Let go. Come with me.” Her gaze met his and he saw the most perfect look of trust in her eyes. In the next breath, she clutched him tight, her body convulsing as she came. Seeing Seren in the throes of ecstasy and feeling her pussy fluttering around him sent Canyon plummeting over the edge after her. He felt as if he were free falling, ecstasy washing over him like a waterfall. “Seren!” he bellowed, his hips continuing to buck of their own volition as he pumped into her – unwilling for this perfect storm to end.

Seren closed her eyes and held Canyon tight, rubbing his back over and over. “Thank you, thank you. You have given me such a wonderful gift. I will treasure this moment for eternity.”

Canyon buried his face in her neck, kissing the soft skin he found there, inhaling her scent. “No need to thank me. I loved every second of it.”

“Good.” She nipped him on the shoulder for good measure. “Because I want to do all of this again as soon as possible.”