She wore one of the Victoria’s Secret bra and panty sets she’d worn in the show, as well as the wings on her back. Braelyn strutted down toward the end, not once looking his way. When she reached it, she put her hand on her hip and held a pose for a few seconds before she turned back the way she’d come.
Skylar thought she’d keep going on her return trip since Braelyn hadn’t noticed him before, but that wasn’t the case. When she drew even with where he sat, she stopped and turned on the runway to face him. A set of stairs magically appeared, and she stepped down them. With a sultry look, she walked to him.
His cock grew painfully hard when she stopped directly in front of his chair and reached up to the middle of her chest. She undid the front clasp of her bra and cupped her breasts, lifting them in offering. He took hold of her hips and guided Braelyn to sit on his lap, straddling his thighs. Burying his face between her breasts, he dragged in her scent, taking it deep into his lungs, before he took what she offered.
Braelyn’s head fell back as he sucked a taut nipple into his mouth. She moaned and sank her fingers into his hair, holding him to her. He released her breast when she gently pushed him away. She cupped his face and bent her head to kiss him, nipping at his bottom lip before she sucked on his tongue. Not breaking contact with his lips, she dropped her hands to the waistband of his jeans, going even lower. She caressed him through them, wringing a growl of pleasure from him.
In the next second, they were both naked. Skylar remained seated on the hard straight backed chair with Braelyn straddling his lap. Still wearing her high heels, her feet were able to reach the floor. Her gaze locked with his, and he saw his eyes mutedly glowing in the reflection of hers. Braelyn didn’t react in any way. Using her feet, she pushed herself slightly off his lap and positioned her pussy over his cock, which stuck out straight from his body. With her bottom lip between her teeth, she slowly lowered herself onto his shaft until she’d taken every bit of his length inside. When she started to ride him, Skylar held onto her hips and thrust up to meet each of her strokes. The feel of her body taking his was the best feeling in the world.
Her pace becoming faster, Braelyn moaned then said, “Skylar, wake up, damn you.”
The incongruity of her words to the atmosphere of the erotic dream jerked Skylar awake. He opened his eyes to find Roxie standing over him, shaking his shoulder. It had been her voice he’d heard in the dream instead of Braelyn’s. “Rox? What’s the matter?”
She straightened. “The problem is you.”
“Me?” Since he slept naked, Skylar checked to make sure the sheet still covered him. It was also then he noticed the raging hard-on he had. He quickly sat up and put his hands in his lap to cover it.
“Yes, you. Being a very pregnant woman who now finds it hard to get comfortable enough to sleep, the sound of you moaning in pleasure isn’t conductive to sleep. God, I heard you through the whole house. In this instance, I wish werewolf hearing wasn’t quite so sensitive.”
Hearing that Roxie, and more than likely Beowulf and Dirk as well, had heard him moaning while he’d had dream sex with Braelyn, caused Skylar to do something he probably hadn’t done since he was an untried youth—he blushed. His face grew warm with the heat of it. He shook his head, letting his loose hair hang down a bit in an attempt to hide his reaction. He wasn’t an exhibitionist and didn’t like the idea of anyone overhearing what his mating urge caused him to go through.
Roxie sighed and took his chin in her hand to force him to look up at her. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. I’m just a bit on the touchy side when I can’t sleep. I know you don’t have any control over your dreams, especially now. If it makes you feel any better, I’m the only one who heard you. Both Beowulf and Dirk are out like lights. I checked.”
Or they had just ignored him and gone back to sleep. Dirk in particular would have awakened. All of the Protectors could come fully awake at the slightest noise like all well-trained warriors.
“I’m sorry if I woke you up,” he said.
“You didn’t. I was already awake. I’d gone down to the kitchen for some water.” Roxie stared at him closely for a few seconds. “I think you need to be pulled off the rotation until you’ve claimed Braelyn.”
“I haven’t gotten that bad yet. I can still do my duty.”
“I never said you were or that you couldn’t. When the others went through this, they were pulled off rotation as well. Saskia might not be here to make the final decision, but I want you to do it anyway. It’ll also give you more time to be with Braelyn.”
Skylar had to agree with that last part. If he didn’t have to worry about taking his shift watching over Roxie, he could use the extra free time to get to know Braelyn better, and her him.
“All right, I’ll do it. But only if you promise to help me break what I am to Braelyn. You apparently had a calming effect on Ansley when Roan told her and she freaked.”
Roxie smiled. “It’s a deal. Why don’t you get up and go home? I’m sure you want to get a fresh set of clothes before you see your mate again. It’s almost five now. I’ll be fine with just Beowulf and Dirk to watch over me before Jager and Daylen arrive later this morning.”
He obviously wouldn’t be getting any more sleep, not when he knew Roxie would more than likely be awake to hear him have another erotic dream. “Fine, I’ll go home.”
“I’ll leave you to get dressed then. And whenever you’re ready to have me talk to Braelyn, just give me a call.”
Skylar watched Roxie leave the room and blew out a breath. He hoped today would bring him one step closer to making Braelyn his.
After Skylar arrived back at the Protectors’ mansion, he went directly to his room and took a long shower. It did nothing for his semi-aroused state, but it helped to loosen some of the tension he had in his shoulders and back.
He turned off the taps with the thought of leaving the other people in the house some hot water and stepped out of the glass surround shower stall. Skylar dried himself and then used his hand to clear some of the steam fogging up the mirror over the sink. He combed out his hair and decided to let it dry naturally.
Naked, he walked back into his room and pulled on a clean pair of blue jeans along with a black t-shirt. After donning those, he sat on his bed and turned on the TV. It was still a bit early for anyone else to be up and around. If he stayed in his room long enough and was lucky, one of the others would have started cooking some breakfast once he went downstairs.
At around eight, he heard the sound of a phone ringing and then multiple sets of footsteps heading down to the lower level. Skylar waited another fifteen minutes before he too left his room.
Thinking he’d timed it perfectly, he walked into the kitchen expecting to see one of his family members slaving over a hot stove. That wasn’t exactly what he saw. Not only did the stove sit cold from lack of use, but all the members of the household, minus Dirk, sat at the table with grim looks on their faces.
“Did someone die?” he asked when he reached the group.
Saskia spoke first. “No, but the news could be just as bad. Miles phoned me on my cell this morning. He wants to see Jaden, tomorrow.”
“Are you going to let him?” Skylar easily read the concern Saskia had for her niece when she glanced over at Jaden.
“Jaden will have the final decision.”