He watched close for her reaction as he tugged the engagement ring off her finger and tossed it onto the floor. Von didn’t protest and her body didn’t tense. She didn’t even track the ring with her eyes when he threw it. Her gaze remained steadily on his. Sean breathed a silent sigh of relief.
Her gaze dropped once more to his erection and she licked her lips. Sean bit back a groan at the thought of her mouth on his dick.
“Anything I want?” She lifted heavy lidded eyes to his and the hunger he saw in them almost made him topple onto her and thrust inside her tight, waiting heat. Instead, he gritted his teeth, shut his eyes, and nodded.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice concerned.
“Nothing,” he bit out through his clenched mouth. “You simply have no idea how much I want to fuck you right now.”
“I think I do.” A soft finger stroked down the side of his penis and he cursed.
“Lie down on the mattress, hands above your head, legs spread wide.”
Sean’s eyes popped open at the command.
One look at her expression had him hurrying to obey. His shy, virginal mate was getting off on the idea of being in control. Sean made a mental note to remember this for future reference. And there would be a future between them.
As soon as he was in position, Von crawled over him to kneel between his legs. Her hair pooled over her shoulders, obscuring her breasts and sex like a modern day Lady Godiva.
“Don’t watch me.”
She’s kidding, right?
“I can’t do this if you’re watching me.”
Damn, she’s serious. Sean laid his head on the pillow and gazed at the ceiling, curiosity burning a hole in him. Then he felt it. Von’s hands on his inner thighs, fingers spread wide as she glided them forward toward his heavy, throbbing sex. The muscles in his legs immediately tightened.
She reached the inner crease and paused, her hands perfectly framing his balls and cock. Sean clenched his fingers around the railing. Von moved one of her hands and gently captured his balls, rolling the sack around in her palm before squeezing gently. He hissed and his hips lifted of their own accord.
“You like this?”
“Yes.” He barely managed not to growl his response.
She tugged gently on his scrotum then shifted her hold to the base of his cock. He could feel her breath on the sensitive skin as she explored his sex, stroking, gripping, and caressing his meat with feminine curiosity he swore would kill him before she was satisfied.
Then something moist touched the tip. The muscles in Sean’s arms bulged as he fought to keep from lurching off the mattress. It shocked him how the most innocent of touches from this woman was more powerful than the ministrations of the most experience whore.
“You taste...” Von licked him again and his hips shot off the bed in reaction.
“Shit!”
“...good. Salty but good. Nothing like I expected.”
Gathering his fragile control, Sean flattened his lower body to the mattress and managed to semi-calmly ask, “What did yo—” This time, Sean’s upper body arched off the bed when she engulfed the whole head of his cock in her mouth and gently sucked.
“Son of a bitch!” If she kept that up, he was going to blow, and he didn’t think she was ready for that. “Von, baby, you have to stop. I’ll come if you don’t,” he hoarsely warned.
She hummed and took him deeper.
He couldn’t help himself. Sean pumped his hips, fucking her mouth. Von gripped the base of his shaft in her fist and sucked him harder. She did something with her tongue and he came off the bed with a roar as his beast broke loose.
When Sean came back to himself, his cock was buried balls deep inside of Von’s sweet pussy and he was shaking and shivering like he had Palsy after coming so hard he’d seen stars. He dropped his head on the mattress beside hers, unable to believe he’d lost his cool like that. Von lazily stroked his back.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No.”
“You’re sure? I lost control.”
“Yes, I know.” Her tone was lazy, smug.
Sean raised his head and looked at her. Yep, the tone matched the expression. “You appear to be mighty pleased with yourself.”
She smiled and pushed a lock of hair off his forehead. “I am. I like knowing I can affect you this way.” The smile faded. “With Derrick...”
Sean placed his finger over her lips. “Don’t mention him. Not here, not now.”
She twisted her face away. “I have to tell you this.”
Von waited until he reluctantly nodded.
“With him...I hated the way he was always in control. It’s like nothing I did ever affected him. It made me feel...” She seemed to be searching for words. “I made me wonder if he really wanted me. If he found me sexy and attractive, or if he was just toying with me.”
Sean cupped her face. “You’ll never have to wonder with me. You look at me with those pretty brown eyes of yours and I instantly get hard. You touch me and I have to fight to keep from throwing you against the nearest hard surface and fucking you silly. And when I’m inside of you, it takes everything within me to make sure you come before I do. If I could live with my cock buried inside your pussy, I would.”
Her eyes were wide by the time he finished, and new moisture coated his hardening dick.
“Did you come just now?”
Von slowly shook her head.
“You will this time.” Sean slowly set about making his promise a reality.
Hours and multiple orgasms later, as Von lay with her head on his chest, their bodies still intimately joined, Sean began to speak.
“We came in by boat and hiked to what Intel told us was Tango’s last known position. Our mission was to slip in quietly, take them out, and ease back out the country with none the wiser. But when we got there, the bastards were ready for us.”
He took a deep breath and grounded himself in the feel of his woman’s arms around him. “Pyro and Brick bought it in the firefight.”
Von sucked in a sharp breath, but didn’t move otherwise.
“They threw us inside of a metal building with no windows. A fucking hellhole in the middle of nowhere that flooded whenever it rained, which was constantly. No food, undrinkable water. It was a nightmare—” He broke off, even now unable to tell his sweet, innocent Von of the torture he’d suffered. “They planned to kill us after they got what they wanted.”
“How did you get free?”
Sean stroked her back, the quiet settling around them while he debated on how to explain this next part. Finally, he decided to tell her straight out. She’d discover the truth of his words soon enough.
“Spook had a secret that turned out to be our salvation. He’s Lycan born and offered to make us Lycan, too.”
Von raised her head to look at him. “Lycan, like in the movies?”
Watching her warily for her reaction, he answered, “Yeah.”
“You’re saying Spook’s a werewolf, and he made you guys werewolves, too?”
She didn’t verbally refute him, but he could tell she didn’t believe him. He firmly pressed the back of her head until she laid it down on his chest again. While gently massaging her scalp, he explained the process of becoming Lycan. “Ferret and Eagle didn’t survive. Only me, Weasel and Monk did. After our first change, those who survived, escaped.”
The change wasn’t fast, nor was it easy. It was loud, slow, and agonizing. He’d screamed, they all had, the pain more excruciating than anything he’d ever experienced, the reshaping of their bones and ligaments sounding like gunshots in the night air. Spook, whose change was quicker and easier, took out the guard that came to see what all the commotion was about. While he was still feasting on the man’s flesh, the rest of them burst out of the building.