Blown (Elemental Series Book 2) (12 page)

“Remind me not to leave my car alone with him,” Madison decided as she reached for the handle of the passenger door. Nate chuckled behind her and they quickly climbed into the cab. By the time they had managed to secure their seatbelts, Nate’s house was already behind them.

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“Sorry you have to meet my family like this,” Nate murmured as he and Madison trailed behind Logan down the large hall. Most of the lights were off, but the familiar, muffled drone of a television led them deeper into the house.

As they passed the spacious, darkened living room Madison whispered, “I’ll forgive you.” Later, once her heart rate had slowed and the last of the adrenaline had worn off, she was sure she’d be half horrified at the differences between Nate’s childhood home and her own. Even now, as the noise of the television grew louder, she felt a little like the dirty street orphan sneaking through some stranger’s palace. The feeling was chased away almost as soon as it had formed, however, when Nate’s hand gave hers another reassuring squeeze.

And then they were standing in another room, Madison half-behind Nate, and her eyes landed on the three seated figures at the same time as their attention shifted—clearly startled—up to them. The three, whom Madison assumed were Nate’s parents and sister, were seated on a long couch, at a slight angle to the hall entrance and opposite a large, wall-mounted flat screen television. There was a window on the wall beyond the chaise end of the couch, covered by thick, dark curtains that just barely grazed the top of the hardwood floor.

Christopher lifted the remote and turned off the television as he asked, “What happened?”

Logan moved and claimed a seat beside his mother, leaving the open chaise for Nate and Madison, as he said, “They’re retaliating.”

“Are you hurt?” Angela asked quickly, gaze darting between her brothers as guilt and worry built in her eyes.

“No,” Nate assured her. “And I called the others. They didn’t say they’d had any run-ins yet. But they should be on their way. Kirk, too.”

Christopher nodded, accepting Nate’s words silently.

Lillian took a deep breath, smiled, and let her eyes land on Madison as she said, “You must be Madison. I’m so sorry we have to meet under these conditions.” Introductions were exchanged before Lillian pushed to her feet and exclaimed, “I’m going to make sure we have enough open rooms. Angela, could you put together a snack for your brothers?”

“Sure,” Angela agreed, standing as well.

Over the course of the next hour, Nate and Madison told and retold the story of the attack, pausing in between to make official introductions as Dean and Kirk arrived. When the house finally settled again and everyone had been brought up to speed, it was agreed they couldn’t continue to stand by and wait to see what happened next. But it was also agreed that such a difficult, heavy decision should not be made near midnight, nor on an empty stomach. So everyone headed upstairs, Lillian and Christopher departing into their master suite to let the rest figure out how they wanted to divide the rooms on their own.

“Hope this is all right,” Nate said quietly as he shut the bedroom door behind himself. “My parents probably didn’t have a situation like this in mind when they had this place built.”

Madison turned from her casual catalogue of the room to smile at him. “It’s fine,” she assured him. “I don’t think it would occur to me to need more than six bedrooms at one time, either.”

Nate chuckled and moved toward her, pulling her into his arms and brushing his lips over the hair at the crown of her head. “You’re sure you’re okay?”

Curling her hands into the sides of his shirt, Madison’s lips lifted and she said softly, “Yes, I’m sure. You really don’t have to keep asking me that.”

Nate released a breath and lifted one hand to tangle it in her hair, letting his thumb massage her scalp as he replied, “I know, I know. I was just … worried.”

“Nate,” Madison began, gently pulling back enough to meet his gaze, “I have an idea. Right now—in this moment, in this room—let’s forget about all of the insanity that happened earlier, and all of the insanity that’s still waiting for us, okay? Right now it’s just you and me.”

He smiled slowly, his hands trailing to her hips, and said, “That sounds good.”

Madison’s hands released his shirt to trail up his chest, arms curving around his shoulders loosely. She held his gaze as she said, “You should be warned. I’ve been accused of hogging the covers from time to time.”

Nate grinned now, pulling her closer. “That’s all right. Half the time I wake up and find I’ve kicked mine onto the floor, anyway.”

A teasing glint in her eyes, Madison asked, “You’re not going to try kicking me onto the floor, are you?”

“Hell no,” Nate assured her, his voice quiet and thick. His lips descended over hers a beat later. She was immediately swallowed up in the intensity of his kiss. In the hunger.

Her body reacted on instinct, arms tightening around him as their tongues danced and she arched against him. He was hard all over and as his fingers slipped beneath the hem of her shirt, his tongue stroking hers rhythmically, Madison relinquished her control.

She could have lost him that night. She could have died herself, too, but it was the possibility of having lost Nate that rattled her.

As their lips parted, one of Nate’s hands entirely beneath her shirt now, she gasped, “Please tell me you have a condom.”

She felt the grin of his lips before he teased the underside of her jaw with his tongue. “Just one,” he said. “You sure you wanna use it tonight?”

Madison slid her fingers into his hair and found his ear with her lips. “We can go shopping tomorrow.”

Nate rumbled appreciatively and nipped at her throat as he pulled her body flush against his. She craned her neck for him and he wasted no time backing her into the bed. Her shirt was up and over her head, followed by his, and they rolled in a tangle of limbs toward the center of the mattress. Her skin tingled everywhere Nate’s lips lingered. Down the side of her throat and over her collarbone before he lifted one breast from the cup of her bra and sucked the nipple into his mouth.

Madison arched on a gasp and dug her nails into his shoulders. “Nate…”

His tongue rolled around her nipple and her breast vibrated with the rumble of his throaty chuckle. He lifted her up, reached behind her, and popped her bra free before pulling it off altogether and leaning back to take in the sight. Reaching out and taking her other breast in his hand almost reverently he murmured, “God, Maddie, the things I want to do with you.”

Madison couldn’t believe how breathless she was just from a touch. And all of a sudden she had her own ideas. Catching his extended wrist lightly, she grinned and whispered, “Me, first. Take off those jeans already.”

Nate arched a brow, gave her breast a final squeeze, and rolled to his feet in order to obey her command. “Just the jeans?” he asked with his own grin as he set the promised condom on the nightstand and popped the button on his jeans.

Raking her eyes over all of his subtly sculpted muscle and the way his hips narrowed promisingly at the waist, Madison shook her head slowly. “Nope.” She swallowed as Nate’s pants and whatever underwear he wore—she never even saw it—hit the ground a moment later. He’d already removed his shoes and it didn’t take him any time at all to dispose of his socks.

“Well now I feel like I’m at a disadvantage here,” Nate teased, gesturing to the pants she still wore.

Madison swung her legs over the side of the bed and patted the mattress. “Take a seat, lover,” she said. “I’ll help you with that feeling.”

Nate obliged her, reaching out and trailing his fingers through her hair, down her back. “I’m sure you can,” he murmured.

Chills raced down her spine and Madison stood, knowing he likely anticipated she’d be shedding her own jeans next. And shed them she would—but not immediately. Instead she stepped into his personal space, sliding herself between his knees and letting her hands land on his chest. She stared into his beautiful blue eyes and smiled seductively. “First,” she whispered, “I should thank you properly.” She gave his chest a shove and her hands landed on his hips deliberately.

“Maddie,” Nate started even as his back hit the comforter.

“Hush,” she said as she lowered to her knees and trailed her fingers slowly up his hardened length. He was long and thick and ready. All she really wanted to do was impale herself on him, but she’d promised herself she’d pleasure him first. And she wanted to do that, too, if she was being honest.

Nate groaned when she wrapped her fingers around his cock. Her other hand slipped down and grazed his balls as she squeezed his shaft, pumping slowly at first. He shifted beneath her, releasing another appreciative groan, and she picked up the pace. She let him get used to her hands before leaning forward and running her tongue lightly over his balls. Nate sucked in a breath and she lifted her lips to the base of his cock, licking there, too.

She dragged her tongue up his length, caught the base with her hand again, and wrapped her lips completely around him. With a swirl of her tongue she leaned forward, taking as much of his length into her mouth as she could.

“
Maddie,
” he groaned, voice thick, as a hand landed in her hair. He threaded his fingers through it as if holding on for the ride and she fought a grin.

Sliding her tongue around him every way she could reach, Madison bobbed her head a couple of times before sucking hard. She sucked until her cheeks hollowed out and pumped her fist sharply up and down on the base of his cock. Nate’s hand tightened in her hair and his hips bucked subtly. Madison released the pressure, resumed a pattern with her tongue, and shifted her angle just a little.

“God, Maddie, careful.” His voice was deliciously strained now.

She released him, licking and kissing up one side of his cock and down the other, before pumping his whole length again with her hand. She waited until she was sure he figured she was done and took him back in her mouth, immediately sucking.

Nate cursed, his hips bucked sharply, and his seed shot into her mouth.

Madison eased the pressure but kept her tongue pressed against him. She let him feel the pulse of her tongue as she swallowed.

“Shit, Madison,” Nate said on an inelegant grunt. “Get those pants off and get that ass up here already.”

More than ready to give him what he was asking for, Madison released his cock and stood, quickly shedding her remaining clothing. She snatched the condom from the nightstand and crawled over him on the bed.

But Nate was done playing submissive it seemed because he rolled her immediately over, catching her mouth in a hard kiss even as one hand flew down her body and dipped between her legs. He must have liked finding her wet because he rumbled against her lips and traced the length of her folds with his fingers. Madison moaned into the kiss, her body screaming for more.

He didn’t keep her waiting long before slipping two fingers deep inside her. His thumb found her clit and teased it, never quite applying the pressure she so desperately craved. Instead his hand picked up a steady rhythm, pumping in and out of her quickly.

Madison gasped for breath as the kiss broke. “Nate!” She wanted to tell him to quit playing with her, but she didn’t have the air in her lungs for such a large declaration. Fortunately he seemed to take the hint.

Nate nudged her knees apart and withdrew his hand as he settled between her thighs. “Do you want me, Madison?” he teased as he reached up and caught one of her breasts in his palm. He flicked her nipple deliberately.

“Yes,” she said, breathless and aching. She fumbled around until she found the condom and held it out to him. “Now.”

“Now what?” Nate asked, rolling the flat of his palm over her nipple now.

Madison arched her hips. “Inside me. Now. Please.”

Nate leaned forward, caught her other breast in a slow, wet kiss, and snatched the condom from her hand as he sat back up. “Whatever you say,” he murmured as he tore into the package. She watched him unroll the rubber over his cock and felt her insides pulse in eager anticipation. When he was sheathed properly he crawled up her body again, bracing his weight above her with both forearms. His eyes locked with hers and he eased himself forward, his cock slipping into her with a steady deliberateness that nearly killed her patience.

But then she was full of him and she felt like she might burst. A long, low moan escaped her moments before Nate sealed his lips over hers and started moving. And it was a good thing he was kissing her because the way he felt buried within her was glorious—too glorious to keep quiet about.

Madison wrapped her arms around him and hooked a leg over his hip, taking him deeper as he surged into her. She wanted to throw her head back and scream her ecstasy as they moved together, but she couldn’t do such a thing in his parents’ house. So she kissed him harder, moaning into his kiss with every shift of his hips.

He dragged his teeth lightly over her tongue and snapped his hips forward. Heat burst inside her and she knew she was about to come. She dug her fingers into his back and arched into him, urging him to bring her over.

And then he did.

With a final surge of his hips he filled her completely, crashing into exactly the spot where she needed him. She bucked against him and broke the kiss, gasping desperately for breath as Nate pumped twice more before grunting into her shoulder. She barely noticed his release as she floated around in blinding white pleasure.