Magnar flanked Kerry on her right. A group of females giggled as they walked past, their eyes on the Fallen general. The male didn’t seem to even notice their existence, let alone the fact that they were checking him out. Frustration ate at Cadon. This was worse than he had suspected.

“I can’t believe you won’t allow Hagan to go out with Tracy again,” Kerry said.

“She is no longer fertile.” Magnar shook his head.

“You’re basically saying that she’s too old. Age isn’t important when it comes to love.” Kerry glanced at Magnar. “They like each other. Tracy might be older, but she’s friendly and fun and beautiful and they seemed to get along really well. That much was very clear.” Kerry widened her eyes.

“Love,” Magnar snorted. “They get along.” He frowned. “None of those things are in the least bit important. She is no longer fertile and therefore, can’t produce young, so she is not eligible. It was not up for discussion this morning with Hagan and it is not something I wish to discuss with you now either.”

“Of course love and how two people feel about one another is important. People should be allowed to do what makes them happy, that’s all I’m saying,” she added.

“Is this what you meant about humans?” he asked Cadon.

“Yes, this is exactly it.”

“Interesting.”

“All I’m—” Kerry tried.

“Leave it alone. I’m not changing my mind. Hagan will find someone else.”

Kerry sighed, but thankfully did as Magnar asked and dropped the subject. They walked in silence for a bit. “I moved the guard down the hall like you asked.” Magnar smirked at Kerry who narrowed her eyes back at him.

The male grew more suspicious by the day. Just as Cadon suspected he would.

“Unless you hadn’t noticed,” Kerry sounded pissed, “the house was pretty noisy last night. Hence the black smudges under my eyes.” She shook her head, looking upset. “I’m sorry, but I can’t get it on while the people in the next room…are…are…” She waved a hand, looking so adorable all flustered. “Never mind…and it’s none of your business what Cadon and I do, or don’t do. None!” She stopped walking and put her hands on her hips.

“Oh, but it is, sweet Kerry, it is.”

Cadon felt his fur bristle. He felt his feathers rub. He felt his nailbeds tingle. He clenched his teeth. The middle of a shopping mall was no place to shift. “My female is right. It has fuck all to do with you.” He kept his voice low, but a snarl had crept in. He agreed with Worth. Fuck. The word rolled off the tongue rather nicely, especially when talking with this prick.

Magnar lifted his brows. “If you can’t satisfy your female, I—”

In a flash, Cadon turned and gripped Magnar by the throat. He squeezed, watching as the male’s eyes widened. “For the last time—”

“Stop!” Kerry pushed between them. Or tried to. She shoved at both of their shoulders. “Please stop!” Her voice was panicked.

Cadon released the Fallen general, who rubbed his throat once before giving a humorless smile. “You are walking a fine line,” he warned, his voice deep and grating.

When Cadon broke eye contact, he noticed that several people had turned to stare. Thankfully Magnar hadn’t retaliated or all hell could have broken loose. What was wrong with him?

“Let’s go, please.” Kerry took his hand, urging him on. “This is not the place,” she added unnecessarily. They all knew it.

“Something is off between the two of you, that’s all. I’ve never tried to hide the fact that I want Kerry. I want her more now than I did that first day. I have seen other females, but they hold no interest for me.”

Hellfire! “She is mine!” Cadon growled, eliciting more stares from the onlookers. He knew things were going to come to a head sooner or later. He had hoped it would be later. Moreover, he had hoped to find someone else to take Magnar’s interest before he pushed this. The Fallen had been in the house less than a week and already Magnar was pushing it and pushing it hard. He wanted Kerry. It wasn’t a passing fancy. He’d set his sights on her.

“Hello!” Kerry waved her hand. “I’m here. I can talk for myself. I’m pregnant with Cadon’s clutch, that makes me off limits to you.” She pointed at Magnar.

Cadon shook his head. “We aren’t mated so that’s not technically correct.”

“I’m so sick of having this conversation. I wish you would leave us alone,” she said to Magnar, pushing a hand through her hair and hooking a few strands behind her ear. “It’s getting old.”

“You’d better convince me soon, or—”

“Don’t you dare,” Cadon spoke under his breath. He pushed out a heavy breath, trying hard to keep himself under control. His fur rubbed. Even his clothing felt tight and ready to burst at the seams. “I suggest we have this conversation away from human eyes. It could get messy.”

“You’re not fighting about this,” Kerry said, looking from one to the other.

“Not right now, no,” Magnar said.

“No! You’re not fighting period!” she half-yelled.

“We’ll have to see about that, little human.” Magnar looked far too serious for her liking. No smirks or chuckles or anything. Just intense seriousness that put her on edge. “I think we’re here.” He walked into the store ahead of them.

“I wish he didn’t have to be here.” Kerry flung daggers at Magnar with her eyes. “He’s…he’s…such an asshole!”

“He has feelings for you,” Cadon blurted.

“What?” Kerry snorted. “He doesn’t even know me. He’s full of hot air and trying to cause trouble, that’s all.”

“I think you might be wrong there. We’re going to have to come up with a plan and soon.”

“What kind of plan?” she asked as they walked into the store.

“This would look great on you.” Magnar held up a sheer, black lace set with a pearl positioned between where her breasts would be. It would look good on her. He hated that Magnar was probably imagining her in it right now. Bastard!

“Also, a serious all-out fight is a distinct possibility. Promise me you’ll stay out the way.”

“Come, try it on,” Magnar added, rubbing the lace between two fingers.

“No!” Kerry shook her head. “That won’t work. It’s not very practical.” She began to sift through a rack of plain white cotton numbers.

Magnar laughed. “Practical? You really are getting everything wrong, aren’t you?” he asked Cadon who snatched the lacy bra out of Magnar’s hand.

Cadon walked over to Kerry. “We can get a couple of practical things and maybe one or two…sexy items.” He didn’t care about the coverings. He preferred naked any day. Sexy underwear made no sense to him, but he would play along if it meant keeping Magnar off their backs for a bit longer.

Kerry frowned but he widened his eyes at her, gesturing to the underwear.

“Okay, sure.” She smiled. It looked forced. No wonder Magnar wasn’t buying any of this. Kerry looked down, inspecting the label. “Too big,” she muttered, making her way to the rack that held those particular sets. She looked through a couple of the items before choosing another one, together with the matching underwear.

Within a few minutes, she had a couple of items clutched in her hands. “I’m going to try these on.” She pointed to a door that had a sign saying ‘Fitting Room’ above it and went inside.

Magnar followed on her heel, waiting outside. It was like he suspected she was capable of escaping out of what looked like a closed room. A small, closed room at that.

They stood in silence for a while, but it unfortunately didn’t last as long as he would have liked. Magnar turned to him. “So, one of my males was successful last night.” He grinned. “It gives me hope that this will be a success.”

It gave Cadon hope too. “Yeah, it was an unexpected win,” he nodded, “certainly, but it doesn’t mean much in the greater scheme of things.”

“Why do you say that?” Magnar folded his arms.

“Like you said, the female did not fit the profile.”

“He was successful though, and without any help from you.”

“Yes, you’re right…” Cadon shrugged. “Doesn’t mean he’ll get it right a second time, or that any of the others can replicate his success.”

“You’re being a—” Magnar stopped talking when the door to the changing room cracked open just a tiny bit.

“Please call one of the sales ladies,” Kerry asked.

“Is everything okay?” Cadon countered.

She made a groaning noise. “This stupid clasp is stuck, I need help getting it open.”

“Sure thing. You sit tight.” Cadon looked around them, trying to spot someone who worked there. He only saw one female and she was already busy ringing up someone’s purchases.

“Why don’t you help your female?” Magnar frowned.

“I don’t know very much about female coverings. It would be better…” His heart pounded at the thought of having to go in there to…

“You should help Kerry with this simple task. I’m not even sure why she is calling for a female when you are standing right here.” He cocked his head, narrowing his eyes.

It made sense, of course. If they were in a relationship, this would be a nonevent. They were pretending to be in one so… Blast!

“Unless you want me to do it.” Magnar’s smirk was back.” Fucker!

“You’re right.” He shrugged, pretending everything was okay. That this was perfectly normal. That he wasn’t about to get an eyeful of a female he found to be delectable. “I’ll help you,” he said loudly, hoping Kerry would hear and cover herself.

He couldn’t hesitate, or close his eyes, or react in any way. Cadon was going in and once the door was closed behind him, he’d turn away and apologize. Plan in place.

He opened the door enough to allow him to slip through and shut it behind himself. Then he tried hard to pick his jaw up from off the floor.

Kerry made a yelping noise. She used one hand to try to cover her breasts and the other to cover her lace-covered snatch, but not before he caught a glimpse of her fur. He swallowed thickly as his gaze drifted back up. “I’m sorry,” he said, his eyes on the flesh spilling over the tight lace of her bra. Her hand covered the rest. Cadon wanted to peel it away and feast on her, both with his eyes and his mouth.

“If you’re so sorry, why are you still looking at me like that?”

“Sorry…I’m trying to look away. I’m trying really hard, I swear.”

“Try harder.” She turned around. His chest rumbled when he caught sight of her rear.

“Oh shit! You’re looking at my ass, aren’t you?” Her voice was high-pitched. Kerry glanced back over her shoulder. She got this pissed look on her face. “You are looking at it!” she whisper shouted.

“You have one hell of an amazing ass.” It was the truth and so he said it.

“Stop looking!”

With a low growl he looked up, keeping his eyes trained on the ceiling. His dick throbbed. His balls ached. His jeans felt tight, as in his zipper was digging into him something fierce. “I’m sorry. I had to come in. Magnar made a good point when he asked why I couldn’t help you with your problem. I—”

“I suppose he’s right.”

“Just ignore me and my reaction. I—”

“Yeah, yeah, it’s been a long time since you saw a woman in any state of undress, aside from that day in the bathroom when you caught a glimpse of me. It doesn’t mean anything.” She paused for a while. He could sense that she wanted to say more, so he kept his mouth shut. “You really do find me attractive?” She sounded timid and unsure of herself. Like she’d seen it written all over his face, and yet still couldn’t believe it.

So much so that Cadon turned slightly so that he could look at her from over his shoulder. He kept his eyes on hers, even though her hands still shielded the main parts. “You really don’t see it.”

“See what?” She shook her head.

He turned all the way around, eyes still on hers. “How sexy you are,” Cadon said, meaning it wholeheartedly. “Not just that, you’re beautiful and sweet and very kind. You’re still incredibly trusting, even though someone recently abused that trust. Did I mention sexy? I probably shouldn’t be telling you all this, but it’s the truth.” He ran a hand through his hair. “That bastard didn’t just beat you, he did a number on your confidence as well. Didn’t he?”

“Yes, I guess he did.”

“Magnar isn’t just full of hot air, he sees it too.” Cadon sucked in a breath. “I shouldn’t be saying all of this but yes, I think you’re incredibly attractive.”

She smiled and nodded. “I suppose it’s my turn to come clean about a few things. I was watching you the other night. I couldn’t stop and yes, I was fascinated. I was also,” she sucked in a deep breath, “a little bit turned on. Okay…” She smiled, her checks turning pink. “I was a lot turned on. I was jealous when you were speaking to Red-lips last night as well, and,” she bit down on her lower lip, “I think I have a plan for how we can keep Magnar off our backs.” She let her hands fall to her sides and he had to strain his eye muscles to keep his focus on her instead of looking down at all her lushness.

He had an idea what the plan might be. He prayed he was right. “Tell me about this plan of yours,” he managed to push out.

“Well,” she licked her lips and he had to bite back a moan, “I think that maybe since we’re attracted to each other and…well…since we’re pretending to be together and need to make it look authentic, that maybe…” she was breathing heavily, her gaze had moved to his lips.

“Maybe what?” he prompted her. Cadon wanted to hear it from her.

“I think the logical thing to do would be to have sex, but if you think it’s a bad idea, or if you think it—” He stepped into her space and cupped her jaw. Kerry sucked in a breath.

“I think it’s the best idea I’ve heard in the longest time.”

“It would just be until Magnar and the guys leave. After that, we can still go our separate ways. I just got out of a bad relationship, it would stupid of me to dive right into another one.” She was talking quickly. “You understand that, right?”

Leukos would never allow him to take this human as a mate. Cadon nodded. “I would need to return home as soon as they leave, so it works for me.” He finally let his gaze drop and groaned as he caught sight of her.

Using his other hand, he circled her waist, his fingers splayed on her back. Her nipples pushed against the thin lace of the bra. “So soft looking,” he murmured.

“Are you a boob man?” She giggled. “Good thing I’m pregnant then. They’re not normally this big.”

“I think I would find you sexy any which way.” It was true. This female was gorgeous. “So ripe.” He let his gaze drift to her lightly distended belly. “I just want to touch you so badly.”

“I want you to touch me too. I lied about my libido as well…I’ve been feeling achy and desperate for days. Probably ever since we started sharing a bed.”

He groaned hearing her words. “It’s been torture for me too. My prick has been hard almost the entire time.”

“It really has,” she whispered, “been torture, that is.”

Cadon put his cheek to hers, speaking into the shell of her ear. “I can’t wait to kiss you either and not like before. I want to fucking devour you.”

She put her hands on his chest, she was panting. Her lips parted, her eyes filled with need. Blast! They’d completely forgotten where they were. That Magnar was just outside the door. Cadon had very little willpower right now. If he touched her, tasted her in any way, he would have to have her. Here and now. Magnar and everyone else could go to hell.

“We should go.” There was a sense of urgency to his voice that couldn’t be helped.

“Mmmm.” Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes hazy.

“We need to leave. We’ll buy these.” He pointed to the garments. “And go! I need to be inside you.”

“Oh shit!” Kerry looked around her. “Flip, I was ready to go at it. That would have been embarrassing.”

“What do you say we get out of here?” His voice was a thick rasp.

“Yes! That sounds like a plan.” She nodded and then nodded some more. “Great idea! Oh, one problem, I can’t get this off. It’s too small.” She fiddled with the pearl clasp between her breasts. “I can’t believe I’m a whole two cup sizes bigger,” she mumbled to herself.

“Let me try.” Cadon tried to get his big fingers around the little pearl. Tried to…with a low growl, he gave a yank and her breasts fell free, the pearl dropped to the floor with a ping. His chest heaved. Cadon was sure he was going to come, there and then and in his pants like a whelp.

“Are you okay?” Kerry laughed.

“Incredible,” he whispered, unable to take his eyes off her breasts. So rounded and full. So soft. Her nipples were dark, shiny and very plump. His mouth watered for a taste, his hands itched to learn the feel of her.

“You should go.” That same sense of urgency was in her voice. Kerry turned her back to him, removing the clothing.

It took every shred of willpower he had to walk out of there.

“Sorted?” Magnar asked.

“Yes.” His voice was thick with need.

Magnar’s eyes narrowed. Cadon turned away, pretending to search through a rack of undergarments.

Horrified. Unsure. Excited and now terrified. All of these emotions had coursed through her one after the other in the last hour. Right now, there were two questions running through her mind. What if he changed his mind? What if he didn’t? Both terrified her in equal measure.

She couldn’t believe she had done that. Suggested sex. It had been her suggesting it to him. She’d never been so bold before. Then again, she’d never had anyone look at her like he had done. Hungry. No, more than that. Greedy! Like he couldn’t look enough. Like he did indeed want to devour her.

“I’m still not sure why we had to leave so quickly.” Magnar frowned. “Do you have everything you needed?” he asked her. “That can’t be all.” He looked at the single bag in her hand.

“Yes, that’s it.” She could have done with a few maternity pants and tops but…it could wait. Everything could wait. As far as she was concerned, the planet could stop spinning for a little while. Time could stop. Everything could come to a standstill.

The Uber pulled up at the house and they got out. Cadon gripped her hand in his. If she didn’t know better, she’d say he was angry. His whole stance was tense. His eyes were darker somehow and focused on the path ahead. His stride was quick. There were two frown lines between his eyes. Maybe he had changed his mind.

Magnar trailed behind. He seemed sullen. It was like he could sense a shift between Cadon and her.

“You’re back,” Andy said as they walked through the door.

Orrick grunted something that sounded like hello. A couple of the others looked their way.

“Let me call her?” Hagan begged as Magnar walked in, but he ignored Hagan flat.

Cadon nodded in greeting.

“I’m about to cook up a batch of steaks for lunch and I distinctly remember owing you one,” Worth said, eyes on her. “Rare or …”

“Um…that sounds wonderful, but,” she yawned, “I’m bushed. It’s been a long session at the mall.”

Worth frowned. “You didn’t leave that long ago and it’s lunch time. Did you eat there?”

“No, we didn’t,” Magnar growled. He stalked off, slamming the door behind him.

“Well then…surely you would want to eat before you headed up?” He frowned.

“I’ll have something later,” Kerry said. Food was the last thing she wanted. Her stomach was twisting into knots. Back to her original questions. What if he had changed his mind? On the other hand, what if he still wanted to have sex with her? Sex with Cadon. It was hard to breathe all of a sudden. Her chest felt tight, as did her throat.

“And you?” Worth turned to Cadon. “Rare, right? I know you like a sliver of fat on the edge.” He raised his brows.

“Um…I’m going to rub my female’s back…she mentioned just now that it’s feeling achy.”

She felt her cheeks heat. Several sets of eyes turned their way. Cadon squeezed her hand and headed for the stairs.

Worth followed closely behind them, still frowning. “Why are you really going up?”

Cadon continued to walk. “You heard me,” he said. “If Kerry is going up then so am I.”

“I thought you said that although your hunger had reawakened,” Kerry could hardly hear what he was saying because he was speaking so low. “that you weren’t going to act on it.” His jaw was tight. His whole body seemed to bristle.

“Things change.” Cadon smiled, it was tight.

“You can’t be serious?” Worth said as they reached the first step. He cocked his head, narrowing his eyes. “You’re going upstairs right now to fuck?”

Thankfully he kept his voice down or she wasn’t sure what she would have done. Cadon squeezed her hand. “That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

If her cheeks were hot before, they were on fire now. All she wanted to do was to let go of Cadon’s hand and to rush up the stairs. What was it with these shifters and their openness?

“No! You don’t get to do that.” Worth shook his head. “The five of us came here for females. Not you. It was never supposed to be you.”

“If it were up to me, you would have a female by now. It’s not! Now keep your voice down.” There was a growl to Cadon’s voice. “Not that I need to explain myself to you, but Magnar wants Kerry for himself. He doesn’t believe we’re together so…” He shrugged.

“You’re going to play the saint and fuck her to shut him up?”

“No, I’m definitely not playing the saint. I want to mount Kerry.”

“I’m sure you do,” Worth threw back. “My point, you should not be doing this. You know why. What if it comes out?”

Cadon’s jaw tensed and the two men looked each other in the eye for a few seconds. Worth looked angry. Kerry wasn’t sure why.

“I’ve weighed up the risk and this is the best course of action.”

“For you!” Worth growled.

“No, for the female. Best you get out your earplugs, or your headphones, or turn up the television. This is happening, whether you like it or not.” Cadon sucked in a deep breath, seeming to calm down. “There will be females for each of you… I promise. Certain information cannot be leaked.”

“That’s it exactly, it’s risky,” Worth tried one last time.

“It’s done!” Cadon began to walk. Her heart beat faster as they climbed the stairs. Faster still as they walked down the hall and into their bedroom.

“Why is he so angry?” she asked.

“He’s just feeling frustrated. Worth, Locke, all of them came to find mates and here they sit, trapped in this house. I was only ever meant to look out for them, to guide them. This,” he gestured between them, “sex ‒ at least for me ‒ it was never part of the plan. I can’t blame him for being angry.” Cadon shucked off his jacket, tossing it over a chair.

“What information? Is there something I should know?”

“I’m sorry Kerry, but there are still things that are best left unsaid.” He pulled off his shirt and toed off his boots. Those same two lines were raised between his eyes. He smiled at her, but it looked strained. “I wish I could tell you. It’s not that I don’t trust you it’s just…”

“I understand. In a few weeks we go our separate ways and there are things that must remain a secret.”

“Exactly.” He unbuttoned the first clasp on his jeans.

Kerry swallowed hard, realizing how turned on he looked. His stare was greedy and aimed at her. It felt almost disconcerting to be on the receiving end of all that intense focus. His massive chest heaved with every deep breath. “Aren’t you going to undress?” Then he got this panicked look. “Unless you’ve changed your mind.”

“I haven’t changed my mind, I’m suddenly feeling nervous though.”

“Why?” His frown deepened. Cadon walked over and took her hands in his. They were big and warm and calloused. “I won’t hurt you. We’ll…”

“I know.” She nodded. “It’s just, I haven’t undressed for many people. I normally know someone really well before…” She shrugged one shoulder in a barely there movement. “I’ve never had sex with someone without a commitment before either and I guess,” she widened her eyes, “I’m a bit shy on top of all that.” The varnish on her toenails was half off. She hadn’t shaved her legs or other places. Heck, she might even have stubble under her arms.

“I hate to break it to you but black lace leaves very little to the imagination. That lacy thong…well, it may as well not have been there, and I saw your breasts.” He groaned. “My almost wet dreams have all been about you.”

“They have?”

“Oh, yes. Every last one. I have to say, I underestimated your beauty ‒ and I’m not just saying that to get inside you.” He sounded strained. “I don’t know what to say about the whole commitment thing. I can’t make one…I—”

“I don’t want a commitment, but I do want this.” She reached up and kissed him. His pillowly lips felt amazing. He cupped her ass and growled into her mouth. Then he proceeded to devour her as promised. His lips, his tongue…oooh even his teeth. She never knew that nipping and sucking had a place in French kissing. She felt her brain cells pack their bags and head out on vacation. One by one they left, rushing for the door.

Next thing she knew she was on the bed, her jacket was unbuttoned and her pants were mid-thigh. Cadon crouched over her. God, her legs were splayed. How had they gotten there? He rubbed on her through her panties. His thumb finding her clit through the cotton. She moaned as her nerve-endings exploded. He rubbed on her again, sucking on her lower lip before picking up where they had left off with that scorching kiss. It felt better than most sexual contact she had ever had ‒ and it was just the pad of his thumb through cotton.

Then she remembered something. A very important something. Kerry broke the kiss, sucking in a deep breath. “I’m not going to scream, by the way.” Her voice was a little shaky. It was hard to talk when her mind seemed to have left her. She shook her head. “I’m sorry but I’m not. It won’t be any indication of your…your ability in bed. We have to be quiet. That’s all.” She knew she was babbling but couldn’t stop. “The others can’t know this is happening. I mean, they’re not stupid…they know but we don’t have to broadcast it.”

“I thought we were doing this so that Magnar would get off our backs.” Cadon smiled, his dimples popped. Flip but he was gorgeous.

“Is that why you’re doing this?” Shit! She hoped not. He had said something along those lines to Worth, but he may not have meant it. She really hoped and prayed he hadn’t because she didn’t want to have to tell him to go to hell right now. Not while his thumb was pressing on her clit. Not with an orgasm hovering on the horizon.

Cadon shook his head. “I’m doing this because I’m attracted to you. I’m doing it because I want to. Magnar can go fuck himself!”

“Good.” She huffed out a breath. “I think so too.”

“Great.” He kissed her again, pulling her underwear to one side.

She all out moaned when his finger actually connected with her flesh. “I’m sorry, I…” She moaned again when he circled her clit. “It’s been awhile. Not as long as you, but…”

He scooted down. When had he taken her pants off? Before she could answer her own question, he was placing her legs over his shoulders. Not seeming to care how long her hairs were or…her eyes rolled back in her head and her lips parted with a gasp as his mouth closed over her clit. His tongue darted back and forth, sucking with his mouth at the same time.

Oh shit!

Oh!

She groaned long and hard. Damn! She was supposed to be quiet. No one was supposed to know this was happening. They might have heard that though. If she was any louder, they would definitely hear her. Kerry slapped a hand over her mouth just as another loud groan was torn from her. The sound muffled by her palm. Her eyes were wide. The sound of her ragged breathing, through her nostrils, filled the room. That too sounded very noisy. Her whole pussy felt lit up. It felt super-charged.

His finger slid inside her and she grit her teeth. This was happening fast. Lightning speed. Like she was on a roller-coaster and rushing for the loop de loop. Or quickly making her way to the top of a bank, an all-out pitch on the other side. It was the excitement of knowing she was about to fall and fall hard.

That mouth of his. Oh god but that mouth. Sucking, licking or both at once. She’d never liked being fingered. It was all so fumbly. The odd scratch thrown in. It sometimes outright hurt. Not this time. Not at all. His finger slid in and out of her. Maybe it was two fingers. She couldn’t be sure because she was going out of her mind. She could only feel. It wasn’t just her clit or her vagina, but her whole lower region, her belly, even her legs which were shaking. In and out those fingers went. Not fast. Not hard. The sucking and the licking.

It was this beautiful man between her legs, focused so intently on her, his sole aim to bring her pleasure. It was wondrous. She glanced down, seeing the top of his head bobbing. His arm moved backwards and forwards as he continued to finger her. There was no more staving off the inevitable. Her head fell back as pleasure rushed through her. Her groan, even though done into her palm, was deep and loud. When she looked down, she was squeezing his head between her thighs. She couldn’t stop doing it though. It was only when his touch softened, the pleasure still there but more manageable, that she could pry them open.

“Shit, sorry!” a breathless murmur.

“You can do whatever you want to me, whenever you want to do it.” His face was pinched. His eyes…wow! His jaw was tight. His frown was back. He unclasped his jeans and his cock jutted out.

She’d almost forgotten how big it was when erect. Now that she was looking at it up close and personal…it was a monster. Her eyes must have widened and maybe she gasped. She couldn’t be sure because she was still vibrating with the last remnants of her orgasm.

Cadon smiled. It too was pinched. “I promise to be careful. I won’t hurt you.”

How could he say that with certainty?

The healer had been right, her snatch was swollen. All of it, from her outer folds to the inner ones. Even her nub. It had been protruding…easy to suck and lave on…easier in many ways to give her pleasure with his mouth. Hopefully her swollen snatch would accommodate him, would work in his favor, both their favor. This was first and foremost about her, after all.

He looked down at her belly. Lightly rounded…beautiful. Cadon placed a hand on its curve. “Would you like to ride me, or I can place you on your knees? There’s also…” his voice was thick with need.

She smiled, her cheeks still flushed and her eyes still hazy. “We’re going to discuss positions?”

“Yes.” He nodded. “I don’t want to hurt the baby.”

“You won’t.” She moved to a sitting position. “Me, on the other hand…” Kerry looked down at his prick and just that move alone had seed accumulating on his tip in a bead.

She closed her fingers around his girth and he groaned. “That might not be the best idea,” Cadon said, strain in his voice.

“Why not?” She looked up at him from under her lashes. So sexy!

“I want to come inside you, that’s why not. If you touch me, even a little bit, that might not be possible.” He groaned again as she released him. “If you sit on me,” he swallowed thickly, “you get to control how deep, how fast…all of it. If I take you from behind,” he clenched his teeth, “I promise to be careful, and I’ll be sure to hit the spot.”

“The spot?” She quirked a brow. “What spot would that be?”

He felt confusion well and frowned. “The spot that will make you come hard.”

“Oh, that spot.” She looked away, biting her bottom lip.

This female had no idea which spot he was referring to. Such a terrible liar. One of the things he liked about her. It fucked him off she didn’t know though. Had never experienced… Never mind…she was about to. “I could also put your legs up straight against me, leave you lying down on your back, but I wouldn’t be able to see you.”

“You want to see me?” The sides of her mouth quirked up.

“Yes.” He nodded. “I’d love to see your face, but I think this time round on your knees would be better.”

“Okay.” She moved onto all fours and he had to grit his teeth to keep from grabbing her hips and plunging into her. “I don’t mind straddling you though,” she said as she glanced back at him.

“Oh, you’ll get to straddle me alright…just not this time round.”

Kerry smiled and blushed, turning away. Her breasts looked incredible. He leaned over her ass and squeezed on one, letting go almost immediately. No! Not this time either. He was going to blow too soon otherwise. There was plenty of time to become acquainted with every part of her, especially her chest, but right now he wanted to become acquainted with her snatch. He wanted to find her buttons and push them.

He clasped a hand to her belly, softly stroking her there before delving between her thighs. She moaned when his finger made contact with her nub. So receptive. There was no way she was keeping quiet. He would wager a month’s worth of gold on that. Her back was long and elegant. So smooth and soft to the touch. Her ass was just perfect. Two rounded globes.

He kept rubbing softly on her nub, pulling back so that he could see her glistening snatch. It was a ruby red and swollen. So ripe and ‒ for a little while at least ‒ his. All his! It glistened with her juices. His fantasies had been good, but this was amazing. She moaned some more as he continued to slip and slide over her clit.

She was panting and arching her back. Cadon needed her at the brink. He wasn’t going to last long. Not after all these years and not with this female. When he was sure his finger was nicely coated with her juices, he thrust it inside her. Loving the feel of her tight snatch.

Kerry groaned, quickly clamping her mouth shut to stifle the noise. Why was she fighting this? He smiled, his skin feeling tight. His balls feeling tighter. His dick throbbed between his legs, wanting so badly to be inside her.

Within no time, she was pushing back against his hand, riding him. Little gasps and pants falling from her lips like embers from a raging fire.

Satisfied she was wet enough, turned on enough, he lined himself up at her opening. Using one hand, he continued to rub her clit. Easing off on the pressure. He didn’t want her to come yet. Not until he was inside.

She made a yelping noise as he pressed against her.

“Okay?” he asked, his voice so gruff he could barely recognize it as his own. “You. Okay?”

“Yes… Y—” she groaned and he eased off some more. “Fine…it’s fine.” Her breathing was labored. “Don’t…” drawn out, “stop.”

Thank claw! “He eased his tip inside her, which elicited a groan of his own. The sound deep and angry. He couldn’t remember anything ever feeling this good. Guilt tightened his chest for a moment as he realized it was true. The need to be inside Kerry overrode any emotions he had ever had. He kept his thrusts short and easy. Not wanting to hurt her. He growled loudly, fighting every base instinct inside that told him to thrust home. That told him to just take her and be done with it.

She mewled, shaking beneath him and he realized he was frantically circling her nub. Soft! Easy! Slow! He kept pushing, a little deeper each time. When he bottomed out inside her, he snarled.

He expected her to turn, to tell him to shut up but she didn’t. Instead, Kerry began to rock back against him, her eyes were closed and her jaw slack. Her breasts rocked in time with the motion. He stroked along the arch of her back, grunting each time his prick slid home. He toyed softly with her clit. His movements were slow and measured. His willpower ebbing with each stroke.

“You tell me…you…tell…” He battled to get the words out as the sheer pleasure choked him. “Tell me…if I…hurt you,” he finally managed.

“Yes.” A sob. “More. Just more.” She arched her back.

Cadon gripped her hips and thrust using more force. Where? Where? He changed his angle, leaning over her back. Using shorter strokes and then deeper ones.

Kerry tensed. Then she wailed on the next stroke and grabbed at the covers on the one after. Her eyes were wide, her mouth too.

There.

Just there.

His balls were in his throat. His skin taut. His throat burning from all the grunting, but he couldn’t stop. His body vibrated with the need to come. His hands tightened on her hips as her snatch fluttered. He clenched his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut as her opening tightened with a fierceness around him. Tight, wet, holding onto him and then milking him. He roared in much the same way as Hagan had done the night before. The sound drowning out her scream. It went on and on. He used short, punchy thrusts, which became slower and more drawn out. His growls turned to grunts and his grunts to pants.

Kerry was breathing heavily. She would be slumped on the mattress if he wasn’t holding her up. Cadon withdrew from her heat, pulling her against him. Her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her eyes closed. “Oh my god!” she huffed out. “Oh my god…” Her eyes opened in shock. “I have a spot,” she stated. “I screamed. Oh, no…I screamed.” She covered her face.

“Even if you hadn’t, I couldn’t have held back that roar for anything. I’ve never come that hard.”

“You really don’t have a filter.” She laughed softly. “None of you do. I can’t ever go back out there. I can’t face any of them,” she announced, covering her face for a few moments before looking at him. “We’ll have to be quieter when we do that again.”

“Not possible.” He kissed her neck.

“No, we will,” she insisted. “We must be.”

Cadon smiled. Not happening! He might roar his release every time. With his prick that tightly fisted and her snatch so wet. With everything else so lush and ripe, a feast for the eyes, it was a wonder he had managed to hold on as well as he had. A wonder he hadn’t injured his vocal cords.

He couldn’t wait to do it again…and again. In fact, he was suddenly hoping the Fallen would have a hard time finding females. Cadon might just sabotage them purposely. He was sorely tempted.