No Mercy

Yeah, she was definitely right on that account. This was a much better way to wake a guy up. Ah, hell, he'd gladly wake up in a good mood every day if it started out like this. He sucked his breath in sharply as her tongue darted down the length of him before she took him completely into her mouth. His eyes rolled back in his skull as he shook all over.

 

He sank his hand in her soft, honey curls as he watched her savor him. Damn if she wasn't the most incredible woman he'd ever known. He loved the fact that she wasn't shy or inhibited in any way. She loved him like it would be the last time she'd ever touch a man. Like they would be dead in a minute and this was her last chance to live.

 

Her intensity and skills were incredible. He laid his hand against her cheek as his powers surged. What was it about her that she could feed his abilities the way she did? More than that, she touched him in a place no woman ever had before.

 

His heart.

 

All his life, he'd been alone. Yeah, he'd been around people, but no one had ever seen him. He'd never allowed people, not even his brothers, to get that close to him. Not after he'd lost Bastien and Gilbert. As a young cub, he'd worshiped his older brothers and when they'd died protecting Aimee...

 

He'd never gotten over their loss. Not really. It was why he'd always been so protective of his sister and mother. He'd wanted to make his brothers proud. To let them know that even though they were gone, the snot-nose cub left behind could hold his own.

 

Life was shit. He knew that as well as anyone else and he hated just how much it had crapped all over Sam. He wanted to take her away from the pain that had been thrown at her. Take her away from the hostile world they both lived in.

 

But right now, she was the one taking him away from the hurt and the misery.

 

Sam growled as she nibbled on Dev. She'd always loved the way a man tasted. The way he smelled and felt. And Dev...He was sweeter than anything.

 

Hungry for more, she gave one last lick before she crawled up his body and impaled herself on him. He gave a deep, manly growl. She lifted his hand from her breast so that she could nip and tease the pads of his fingers while she rode him soft and easy. Oh, how she wanted to stay with him like this forever.

 

But they had lions tearing at the doors. Enemies after both of them and a world that depended on them to fight for it. She understood her calling. She believed in her cause. Yet right now, she wanted something for herself. A moment of peace and connection.

 

Was that too much to ask?

 

"You are so beautiful," Dev said as he slid his hand between her legs so that he could heighten her pleasure.

 

Sam hissed. "Are all bearswain so gentle?"

 

He laughed at her question. "I don't make a habit of sleeping with male bears, so how would I know?"

 

She joined his laughter. Then her laughter died under a wave of supreme pleasure. She let it flow through her, making her shiver and tremble.

 

Until her gaze accidentally fell to the door and reality interrupted her mood. It would be dark soon. She could sense it. Then she'd have to leave him and hunt the Daimons who were after her. For his sake as well as for hers. She couldn't afford for the Daimons to return to Sanctuary. Not when it endangered his family.

 

She wasn't worth it.

 

Why can't I have one moment of peace?

 

Because she'd sold her soul for the sake of the world....

 

Dev sensed that something about Sam had changed. A wall had come up between them even though they were naked in each other's arms. He pulled his hand back. "Did I hurt you?"

 

"No, baby. You definitely didn't hurt me."

 

But there was a shadow in her eyes. One of pain. How he wished he could take that from her.

 

Dev sat up so that he could hold her while she continued to grind against him. He buried his face in her neck and tasted her as he continued to stroke her in time to her thrusts. The scent of her made the bear in him feral.

 

Sam reveled in the sensation of Dev holding her. She ran her hands through his long hair, letting them tangle with his curls. Gods, he was gorgeous. It wasn't every day a woman was lucky enough to find a man like him.

 

With a sharp growl, Dev pulled back from her and gave her a look so hot, it made her blood sizzle. Before she could ask him what was wrong, he shifted their weight and had her on her side in the bed. He used his thigh to separate her legs and entered her from behind. Completely wrapped around her, he drove himself in deep.

 

She felt exposed and at the same time powerful. "What are you doing?"

 

He cupped her breast in his hand before he breathed in her ear. "This is how a bear takes his woman."

 

She couldn't think as he quickened his strokes and her pleasure mounted. She didn't know if it was his powers or what, but she'd never in her life experienced anything like this. Every thrust was a study in ultimate ecstasy.

 

And when she came, it was the most intense orgasm she'd ever had.

 

Dev laughed softly in her ear until he joined her. Then, still hard, he stayed inside her, holding her close as he breathed raggedly. His warmth enveloped her and made her feel blissfully safe and strangely sane.