Abandoned and Unseen (Branded Packs #2)(22)

He pulled his hand out of her pants, licked each finger, savoring her taste, then kissed her one more time. “Feel good, Anya?”

“More…” she whispered. “I need more.” With that, she went to her knees and had his pants undone and his dick in her hand before he could formulate a response.

“Anya, you don’t have to…oh my God, your mouth is so f*cking hot.” She wrapped her lips around the tip and sucked, flicking her tongue along the crease. He wrapped his hand in her hair and used his other hand to trace her chin. “Baby, this is about you. Why don’t you get on the bed and let me take care of you.”

She hummed along his cock, taking him deeper. When his tip reached the back of her throat and she swallowed, his eyes crossed. His knees shook, and she deep throated him before letting him go so she could lick the underside of his dick and cup his balls. He honestly never thought this would be happening, but he wasn’t about to let go of the moment. He leaned over her and gripped the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up.

“Let go for a moment, baby.” She held up her hands, and he slid her shirt off. As soon as she was free, her hands were back on his dick, rubbing him down to the point he had to do multiplication tables in his head so he wouldn’t come on her face right then. He’d rather be inside her when he came.

“One more time.” She pulled away, her eyebrows raised as he quickly undid her bra. Right as he leaned forward to cup her breasts, she had her mouth on his cock again. He swallowed hard, doing his best to make this about her, but damn it was hard when she had her sweet mouth on his dick, working him like she knew exactly how he liked it. This woman knew what she wanted, what he wanted, and took as much as she gave. He f*cking loved that. As soon as she let him, he’d show her he could do the same.

Funny, he’d never been this…connected…to another person during sex before. But he wouldn’t think about that, not right then. And maybe not ever if things turned out poorly for the both of them. He pushed those thoughts out of his head and rolled her nipples between his fingers. He loved the look of her breasts, bigger than a handful but perfect for him. He’d only gotten a glimpse of them before when they’d shifted, but now, when she pulled back from sucking on his dick, he could see her nipples were dark and hard. They were a little larger than some women’s nipples, but he figured that might have to do with the fact that she’d nursed two boys. He didn’t care, because damn it, she looked f*cking perfect.

She dug her nails into his thighs and swallowed him down her throat again, this time growling. The vibrations went straight to the base of his cock and he cursed. His spine buzzed and he pulled away from her breasts. He wrapped one hand in her hair.

“I’m going to come. Shit. Pull back, baby.”

She growled again, sucking him down deeper. When he came, his knees shook and he closed his eyes, the pressure so f*cking hard he could barely breathe. He looked down halfway through, prying open his eyes, and wanted to come again at the sight of Anya on her knees in front of him, topless and so f*cking strong. She met his gaze and bobbed her head, swallowing each and every drop from his cock.

“That was…that was the best f*cking blow job of my life.”

Anya pulled away, a satisfied grin on her face as she wiped the edges of her mouth where he’d almost spilled over. “Good. Though next time, I want to try to swallow all of you. I couldn’t get all of you in my mouth.”

His cat did a little prideful strut, its chest puffed out.

Her eyes widened and she gripped his thighs again.

He inhaled, the sweet scent of her arousal growing stronger. “Okay, honey, don’t worry. We’ll take care of you. Let’s get your pants off and I’ll help you. You want my mouth or my dick? You tell me. Anything you want.”

“I want you in me,” she said as she stood. He picked her up before she could protest. He kicked off his shoes and jeans then set her on the bed.

“Hips up, baby. Let’s get you out of these pants. Then I’ll fill you up and make us both feel good. I’ll eat you out after.”

She snorted. “Promises, promises.”

He quickly stripped her bare then shucked off his clothes. He palmed his cock, still hard but wet from her mouth. “I’ll make good on my promises, Anya. You can count on that.”

Her skin was flushed, her curves flaring out in all the right places. She had scars on her body from fights, and stretch marks from the twins. Yet she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Those marks only showed him the depth of her true beauty.

When he told her that, she tilted her head, her gaze curious. “Really? You don’t need to use lines, Cole. I know what this is. It’s a mating heat.”

He shook his head as he climbed on top of her. He brushed his lips along hers as he positioned himself at her entrance. “Really, Anya. I’m not using lines. I’m telling you what I’m thinking—what I’ve thought since I first saw you when you moved into the compound. This, right here, might be fast-tracked because of the mating heat, but we would have been here eventually. You. Me. And my dick inside you. Because you know we both want this more than you’re saying. So be in the now, be with me. And later we’ll talk more about what this means.”

He wasn’t the kind of cat to say these things. He was the lazy one, according to her. He liked to fight, work for his Pack, then come home and relax with a beer or lounge in his tree. If he had a woman in his bed, then he’d be great. If he didn’t, then he’d do something else to pass the time. And yet right then, with Anya, it was different. It scared him more than he wanted to admit, and from the look on her face—despite the mating heat—he knew it scared her, too.