“I will be,” I panted. “When I catch my breath.”
I stared up at the ceiling, having the sensation of every cell in my body somehow rearranging itself.
Cassie stroked my belly almost idly and when I finally could form words and breathe at the same time, I rolled to face her.
“How was it?” she asked.
“I think you know the answer to that,” I said, giving her a pointed look.
“Yeah, but a girl can never hear often enough that she’s good in bed.”
“Oh, you’re good in bed,” I reassured her. “Master level. But there’s only one problem.”
“What?”
“I didn’t reciprocate.”
“You don’t have to…” she started.
“Oh, you’re very wrong about that,” I interrupted.
In a flash I’d pushed her onto her back, draping myself over her and lowering my head to give Cassie a long, deep kiss. I could taste myself on her lips.
“I love kissing you,” she said softly.
I felt something then, a sensation of contentment that I knew wasn’t me. It was Cassie. Was this the mate bond forming?
“Same here.”
I pushed up onto my knees and dragged her shirt off. Cassie sat up long enough to pull her sports bra off, somehow looking more graceful in its removal than I ever could.
Lowering myself to my belly, one of my legs between hers, I took a few seconds to stare at her breasts. They were small and round and perfect, and I couldn’t resist closing my lips around the closest tip. As I drew on her breast, I slowly moved my hand downward to work the zipper of her dark wash jeans. Once I’d got them open I shifted again, dragging off her pants, then taking my time removing her panties.
“These are soaked,” I said as I touched the fabric.
I couldn’t resist bringing them up to my nose, inhaling her scent. Cassie’s hips rolled upwards and she made a breathy little sound, her eyes blown so wide I could easily see the red-tinged whites. Her fangs were fully descended, pressed against her lips, which had turned blood red against her pale white skin. Watching her physical transformation was fascinating. Iknew it was less dramatic than an animal shifter, but it was still impressive.
I settled on my side, one leg thrown over Cassie’s, my fingers moving up to her apex. I dipped between her pussy lips, spreading her arousal while I lowered my head to focus on her breasts. I left little bites around the fleshy part, then circled her nipples with my tongue, all the while stroking my way through her folds.
Circling her opening, I slid one finger inside her body, then quickly added a second, feeling her muscles stretch around me. I stroked my fingers in and out, slowly at first, then picking up speed as I continued to worship her incredible breasts with my mouth.
Cassie pressed on the back of my head, holding me close to her breast while her hips rolled up and down, meeting my fingers stroke for stroke. I rotated my hand, curling my fingers inside her, searching for her G spot. When I found it, I rubbed against it while simultaneously pressing down on her clit with my thumb. It was then that she finally let go, coming with a shout.
Her back arched off the bed, the unexpected motion knocking my head off her breast. I leaned back to watch her face as she came. Her eyes were closed, her bottom lip snagged between her teeth, and she was making little whining noises as she rolled against my hand and rode the waves of her pleasure. With her blonde hair spread out on the pillow and the look of ecstasy on her face she took my breath away. She was so beautiful. So responsive. So mine.
My eyes widened as I realized how attached I was to her already. It was like an invisible string drawing us closer together. Maybe it was love. Maybe it was the mate bond. Maybe it was the post-sex endorphins, but I knew in this moment that I wasn’t done with her. Maybe I’d never be.
Cassie’s eyes snapped open, as if she could hear my thoughts, her gaze snagging mine. We just stared at each other for what felt like hours, something passing between us that couldn’t be spoken. Not yet.
I knew the truth then. I wasn’t ready to admit it to her or anyone else, but I knew deep in my soul that I’d never be able to let this woman go. We were opposites in almost every way, but somehow we just fit like two pieces of a puzzle.
I might not have been looking for a long-term relationship, but I was going to have one now. I just needed to figure out how to make it work while still focusing on my soccer career. And we needed to find whoever was threatening me.
We weren’t free to be together right now, not the way either of us would want to be. She was still my bodyguard, and there was still some crazy person with a grudge against me and the rest of the International Games team. We needed to stay vigilant, not get all wrapped up in a romance.
But sooner or later, I’d have to share my feelings with Cassie. It wasn’t right to keep her guessing. I needed to woman up, take the plunge into a long-term relationship, and figure out how tomake this work. There was no way I could deny her what she really wanted. What I really wanted. Not after tonight.
Cassie
