Chapter Fourteen
Lily
Lily awoke to the feel of strong arms wrapped around her and Declan’s morning arousal pressed against her inner thigh. Her face warmed when she realized that at some point in the night she’d half draped herself over him and one of her legs was entwined with his. Not wanting to move just yet, she lay there enjoying the feeling of safety she got from his presence. When had that happened? When had his presence gone from something that frustrated and aroused her to something that made her feel safe, even loved? She lifted her head up to study him and discovered he was awake and watching her. “Hi.”
“Hi, gorgeous. How do you feel this morning?”
“Better than I did when we went to sleep last night. Thank you for staying.”
“You don’t need to thank me for doing something I’ve wanted to do from the moment I laid eyes on you, Lily.” He dipped his head until his lips almost touched hers. “I’ve wanted you in my arms like this from the beginning,” he added to make sure she knew what he meant before he closed the distance between their lips and kissed her.
A soft sound escaped her at his confession, and when he kissed her, she lost what little control she’d woken up with. She shifted closer to him and rubbed her thigh against his erection.
Declan groaned. “Lily, you’re fucking killing me here. Don’t do that unless you plan to follow it through.”
Lily pulled back enough to reply. “I thought you could smell when I was aroused.”
He snorted at that. “Doll, you’ve driven me insane with your scent, but if there’s one thing I’ve learned about you, it’s to not assume you being aroused means you’re willing to follow through. You have to say it, and this time there’s no booze to blame it on later.”
“I’m sorry I did that.” A sense of shame filled her for the way she’d dismissed what happened between them as something brought on just because she’d been drinking. “You didn’t deserve that, Declan.” She lifted a hand to trace his jaw with her fingertips. It was rough with stubble and she shivered at the thought of feeling it against her skin. “I want this; I want you.”
“About fucking time.” A growl escaped him as he kissed her with pent-up passion and need. He slid a free hand beneath her shirt to caress her breast. Once her nipple was stiff, he pinched it between his thumb and finger and smirked at the soft mewl that escaped her.
Lily gave herself over to the feel of his hands on her skin. She’d never before thought a bit of pain could heighten her arousal, but when Declan pinched her nipple, the spike of light pain made her wet, and she mewled at him. Her back arched and she pressed her breast farther into his hand. This felt different; it wasn’t as crazed as it was the first time they’d had sex. That night things had happened so quickly it felt like a whirlwind. This, was a slow-building burn that had her entire body flushing with heat and her pussy clenching with need. She was so turned-on, her lounge pants were already wet.
Declan
“Mm, sounds like someone likes a little pain with their pleasure.” He smirked at her reaction to the pinching of her nipple.
Lily’s cheeks flushed at his words. “Only with you.”
Her whispered confession damn-near had him losing control. She’d never been turned on by a little pain with anyone else. She had no idea how much of a gift that was for him. His morning wood went from half-mast to almost painfully erect. She was so fucking sexy and she had no clue the affect she had on men. Maybe that was one reason why he craved her so fucking much. There were so many women out there who knew they were hot and they used it to string men along or they walked around acting like all men should be falling all over themselves just to be in their presence. Lily was different. She didn’t see how gorgeous she was, she didn’t see the way men stared at her curves and wanted to get her naked and under them. He kissed her like he couldn’t get enough of her and continued his gentle assault on her body.
He slipped a hand down inside her bottoms and groaned. “You’re already so wet,” he growled and slipped a finger inside her. He lifted his head to watch her face as he worked it in and out, then added a second, burying them both as deep as they could go.
Lily moaned and arched into his fingers. Her hands gripped his shoulders and her eyes fluttered in pleasure. “Oh gods, Declan. Don’t stop.”
“I couldn’t even if I wanted to. Keep your eyes open, Lily. I want to see your face when you come for me.”
Lily
Her eyes snapped open and her mouth opened in a silentOof surprise. The command in his voice was a total turn-on, another surprise for her. She’d always thought of herself as the more ‘dominant’ one in bed but Declan was proving her wrong. If this was what it was like to be with another shifter, holy hell, she’d been missing out. Or maybe it was just because he was her mate and he complimented her in a way she’d never realized she needed before.
“Good girl.” He thrust his fingers in and out slowly, wanting to prolong the sweet torture as long as possible. His thumb periodically teased her clit just enough to heighten things but not enough to push her over the edge.
“Declan…” He was keeping her release hovering just out of reach, and with every passing minute, he drove her more and more insane with need.
“Tell me what you need.” He watched her face as she arched into his hand.
“Oh gods…please…please let me come.” Lily whined as her hips arched wildly in an effort to push herself over the edge he kept her on.
A wicked smile lit up his face and he leaned in to kiss her. “That’s my girl. Come for me, baby.” He slid his thumb over her clit until he had her crying out while her inner walls clenched around his fingers.
Lily came with a shout, her entire body shuddering with the orgasm. She lay there panting and stared up at him in wonder. “Holy hell.”
“We’re just getting started, doll. I want to taste every inch of your luscious body.”
“Yes, please.” Her voice was husky with need.
