“I have to go back to my cabin for a little while,” Dominic said, ignoring his sister’s attitude and focusing on his mate. “Tatiana and I have some things to take care of before I leave for the exchange this evening. We’ll see you in the Council meeting later.”
Keep an eye on him. Dominic telepathed to Dante through a protected mental link. I still have a hard time believing he’s involved with the Purists, but… He didn’t need to finish the thought because Dante knew as well as he did—it could be anyone.
I’m on it. By the way, I filled Malcolm in on the situation, and he’s patrolling with Eric as we speak. They’re still picking up a phantom energy signature around the edges of the ranch, but he can’t nail it down.
Understood.
As Dominic and Tatiana left the house and headed to his cabin, he couldn’t get his sister’s face out of his mind. He had gotten good at hating her for what she did. However, seeing her again brought back a multitude of conflicting emotions. Daniella may be a traitor, but underneath it all, she was still his baby sister. As the dark emotions threatened to swallow him, he knew there was only one thing that could ease his pain.
As they walked down the gravel drive toward the cabins, Dominic stole a glance at Tatiana, and a funny feeling settled in his chest. He reached out and tangled her hand in his, linking their fingers and squeezing her palm tightly. It wasn’t simply that he wanted to touch her—he had to.
Suddenly, he had an urgent, all consuming need to feel her skin rushing along his, to blaze a trail of kisses down her throat, to bury himself inside her, and to lose himself in the calm, natural beauty of her.
Tatiana smiled at him and squinted against the sun. Her eyes crinkled at the corners, making her even more gorgeous. Images of her naked body writhing beneath him filled his mind, igniting the carnal desire that always smoldered just beneath the surface. The craving slammed into him hard and fast, and in that instant he knew he couldn’t wait until they got back to the cabin.
Dominic stopped and tugged her to him. He cradled her face with both hands, and as he stared into those gorgeous brown eyes, he knew he was lost.
“I have to have you, Tatiana.” He dragged one hand down her back and held her against him, his erection pressing into her belly. “Right now.”
Tatiana’s eyes snapped to their clan form, and her lips parted on a sigh. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of his pants, and her eyes twinkled with mischief as she ground herself against him. She wanted him too and not just for the physical connection. Ever since Steven’s revelation, she’d felt uneasy, and she needed Dominic’s soothing caress—the whisper of flesh brushing against flesh that made her feel safe.
“Then I suggest you use that blinky thing, and get us somewhere private.” Tatiana licked and nipped at his lower lip. “I’m sure if I get nauseous you can figure out something that will make me feel better.”
“Verto,” Dominic growled as he scooped her into his arms and kissed her.
The funny feeling of displacement and a rush of static were barely felt as his lips melded with hers, and their tongues collided. Tatiana held him close as she dove deep and took all that he had to offer. When he broke the kiss and came up for air, Tatiana looked around and saw they stood next to the freshwater pool in the field behind their cabins.
“I thought you might like to go for swim,” Dominic murmured between kisses along her throat. “Besides, I’ve been thinking about making love to you in the pool ever since you asked me about it the other day on the deck.”
Dominic placed her on her feet but didn’t release her. Tatiana untucked his shirt while she held his gaze.
“It’s right out in the open,” she whispered as she pushed the fabric up, exposing his gorgeous washboard abs. “Someone could see us.”
Dominic grinned as he tore off his shirt and tossed it aside. He whispered the ancient language again, and in a burst of warm, prickling static, an enormous glass dome appeared. Tatiana gasped and spun around in awe.
“Okay.” She giggled as she leaned back in his embrace. “That’s totally awesome, but since its see-through, doesn’t that defeat the purpose?”
“No.”
Dominic snagged her tank top and whisked it from her body in one fluid motion. She sighed with pleasure as the heated skin of his chest pressed enticingly against her back. Dominic kissed her cheek and splayed both hands over her flat belly, which quivered in anticipation.
“We can see out.” He released the button on her shorts and drew the zipper down. “But no one can see in.” Dominic pushed her shorts and undies down past her hips, and she moaned as the fabric skimmed over her sensitized skin. “In fact, if anyone were to walk by, they would see only an empty pool.”
“Oh, that’s cool.” She was having trouble concentrating as Dominic’s hands traveled up her sides and trailed slowly along the curve of her rib cage. “Dominic,” Tatiana growled his name as his hands cupped her breasts.
“Yeah, Doc?” He licked her ear and squeezed her nipples as she arched into his touch.
“Shut up,” she rasped.
Tatiana spun around and captured his lips with hers as her fingers fumbled with his fly. She made quick work of undoing it and pushing his pants and boxers off. Dominic kicked the offending garments aside, leaving them naked and tangled up in skin.
Licking and suckling her lips, he lifted her into his arms and carried her into the pool. The warm water enveloped them, and as he paid thorough attention to her mouth, he dunked under the surface, dousing them both. Tatiana laughed as they came up for air and tilted her head back, wiping the water from her face.
Dominic tightened his grip, and the hungry look in his eye almost made her come. She shivered and cradled his scarred cheek in one hand as he watched her through the glowing eyes of his tiger.
Tatiana brushed her lips over his, gently at first, almost reverently. She adjusted her position in his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist as she kissed him. With the help of weightlessness in the water, she hoisted herself enough so the head of his thick erection was poised at her swollen entrance.
Tatiana broke the kiss but held his stare as inch by delicious inch she impaled herself on his thick shaft. They gasped in unison as her hot sheath covered him completely. Dominic braced himself against the edge of the pool with one hand as she rode him in long, unhurried passes. Her fingers linked behind his neck and her ankles hooked against his lower back, as she took him in and drew him out, again and again, in a slow, languid motion.
It was highly erotic to have this kind of control, to see the hungry, almost desperate look as she engulfed him time after time. She increased the tempo, riding him faster, but as they approached climax, he kissed her and lifted her off him, disengaging himself from the shelter of her body.
“Not yet, Tatiana.” He grinned, and his hands encircled her small waist as he hoisted her onto the edge of the pool.
The smooth stones were slippery beneath her wet bottom, and she looked around self-consciously. “Are you sure no one can see us?”
There didn’t seem to be anyone in the area, but that didn’t mean much. The Amoveo were good at hiding and sneaking around, especially in their clan form. She knew that better than anyone. That’s how she’d avoided Dominic for so long, but as she stared into his handsome face, she could barely remember why.
“Not a chance.” He stood in front of her and spread her legs as he ran his hands up and down the wet skin of her inner thighs. With every pass, Dominic’s fingertips slipped closer and closer to her most sensitive spot. “Do you think I’d ever want anyone else to see you like this?”