Defending Raven (Mountain Mercenaries #7)(94)

He was still holding back, though, Mags could tell.

She brought one of her hands down between their bodies and flicked her clit, making her hips jerk against him.

His steady rhythm faltered for a moment, and she smiled. Moving her hand lower, she caressed his length as he pulled out of her body, using her index finger to swirl around his balls on each downstroke.

“Damn, sweetheart. If you keep doing that, I’m not going to last.”

“Who said you had to?” she asked.

“I want to make this good for you,” he said between clenched teeth.

“You are. It is. And I want it to be good for you,” she countered.

“It’s never been better,” Dave told her as he came up on his hands and stopped holding back.

Mags flicked her clit as he fucked her, and just when she was on the verge of a second climax, Dave stiffened over her and thrust as far as he could go. His whole body shook, even his arms, as he emptied himself inside her.

Mags was a little disappointed that she hadn’t quite reached orgasm, but she should’ve known better than to think they were done.

Keeping himself inside her, Dave raised himself higher and stared down at her. “Keep going,” he ordered. “Make yourself come.”

She didn’t need him to say it twice. She stared up at him as she masturbated. It felt even more intimate with him staring into her eyes. Her hips bucked up, and he slipped out of her with the movement. She moaned in disappointment, but didn’t stop touching herself. Dave shifted until he was resting on only one hand and the other caressed her side, then he gently eased a finger inside her soaking-wet sheath.

He still didn’t take his eyes from hers. “That’s it, Raven. Fuck my finger.”

And she did. His finger wasn’t as thick or as long as his cock, but it felt amazing to have something inside her as she clenched and bore down on him, and her climax inched closer and closer to the surface. He didn’t try to take over, didn’t push her hand out of the way, assuming he knew her body better than she did.

Within seconds, she lifted her hips up and flew over the edge. Mags closed her eyes, and her head tilted backward as she arched her back and came. She grabbed onto his biceps once more, grounding herself as the world turned inside out.

The material of the teddy dug into her waist, but she didn’t even feel it. Dave’s finger slipped out of her body slowly, and he lay on his side, taking her with him until she was lying next to him with her head on his shoulder. She threw one leg over his, and he palmed her ass as he held her to him.

When she could breathe again, she tilted her head back and looked up at him.

He was staring down at her with a look of love so intense, it would’ve scared her if she wasn’t sure she had the same look on her own face.

“I feel like it’s my birthday, anniversary, and Christmas all at the same time,” he whispered.

“Me too.”

Several minutes went by when they were both lost in their thoughts. Then Dave said, “Thank you.”

“I think that’s my line,” she quipped.

“No, I mean it. Thank you for being so brave. I was prepared to go the rest of my life without making love with you again. I don’t know how or where you’ve found the strength to do that after what you’ve been through, but I’m more thankful than I can say that you have the inner fortitude to power through. And I’m not saying that I’m thankful you had sex with me, I’m saying that I’m glad for you that you’ve been able to say ‘Fuck you’ to each and every one of those assholes who hurt you and not let them get you down. Does that make sense?”

It did. Every word. And Mags was pretty damn proud of herself too. “Yeah,” she whispered. “It does.”

Then Dave kissed her temple and climbed out of bed. He stood next to it and held out his hand. “Shower with me? Maybe without our clothes on this time?”

She grinned at his reference to that time in Lima, when he’d been hurt and smelled horrendous after spending time in one of the many dumps around the city. She reached out, took hold of his hand, and let him help her out of bed. She stood still as he pushed the teddy down over her hips, and shivered as his warm breath wafted over her chest, making her nipples harden.

Dave pretended he hadn’t noticed her reaction, but of course he did. They walked into the huge master bathroom he’d spent way more money than she’d thought reasonable on, even though she was secretly as giddy as a teenager before her first date about how it had turned out.

As he leaned over to turn on the water, Mags couldn’t help but ogle his ass. She was one lucky woman.





Seven Years after Returning Home


“This is absolute insanity,” Allye Martin said to the rest of the women sitting on Dave and Raven’s back porch.

“But we wouldn’t have it any other way,” Morgan said with a laugh.

The seven women agreed and smiled as they watched all the children, and their men, running around the backyard. They’d just finished the scavenger hunt that David had set up for everyone. He’d spent the last two days writing out the notes and hiding them all over their property.

Mags couldn’t be prouder of their son. He was almost twelve and loved hanging out with Darby, Calinda, and all the younger children of their friends. They all thought of each other as cousins and saw each other all the time.