Perfect Picture [The ShadowDance Club 7] (Siren Publishing Classic) (13 page)

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Noah’s hand wrapped around hers and that simple gesture filled her with a deep sense of contentment she hadn’t even known was missing in her life. Walking into the master suite was like walking into a small floral shop. When Lainy stopped just inside the door and stared at the room Noah gently tugged her toward the master bath. She didn’t resist but was having trouble taking in all the beautiful bouquets and the softly glowing candles. “Who did this Noah?” She hoped the insecurity didn’t show in her voice, but knew it had when he came to an immediate halt and turned to face her.

Threading his fingers in her hair Noah used his thumbs to brush soft strokes over her cheeks. “
Cara,
the flowers and candles are a welcome home gift from your friends. Alex and Zach have keys and they had inquired about what Myla might need and also let me know that Katarina and the girls wanted to do something special for you as well.” He chuckled and pulled her close before whispering against her ear, “They wouldn’t allow the women in our bedroom without my permission.”

Lainy let out a breath she hadn’t even realized she was holding. She had noticed when he had referred to the room as
theirs,
but oddly enough she didn’t feel the need to argue the point. If he’d spoken those same words to her a few weeks ago he would have felt the full force of her wrath, but now it just seemed to settle her a bit. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude. The email unsettled me, knowing he was that close to me…that he took pictures of me with my family only emphasizes that I’m putting everyone in danger by moving home. I’m having trouble figuring out what I should do and I think I let my insecurity get the best of me. The thought of someone being in this room…the thought that a stranger could have been in here…well, it just sent ice water through me. It’s humbling to find out how vulnerable I’ve allowed myself to become.”

Lainy felt his entire body stiffen and he pulled back and lifted her chin so that she was forced to meet his gaze. “Don’t you dare let him intimidate you. You should be able to enjoy your family and friends’ functions without fear and I can assure you that is exactly how the entire ShadowDance team is seeing this. We’ll have a sit-rep tomorrow evening and you’ll get a chance to see the full force of men who are backing you.” She felt some of the tension drain away and she found herself taking a deep, calming breath for the first time since she’d opened the email and found dozens of pictures of her taken at her brothers’ wedding and reception.

Even though the last shot had been taken just seconds before she’d come face to face with Noah at the edge of the dance floor, she was sure he would have still been there to witness them together. She’d dealt with stalkers before and knew enough to not enflame them. And she was sure that seeing her in Noah’s arms was probably tantamount to waving a red flag in front of a bull. The thought that she’d brought trouble to her hometown caused a shiver of guilt to race through her.

Leaning in to the palm he’d moved to the side of her face, she was so lost in the moment that she didn’t even realize she was speaking out loud. “If he hurts you or anyone else that I love I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to live with myself.” Somewhere in the back of her mind she realized she had just told him that she loved him in a round-about way, but she let the thought float right on back out of her head because she was simply too tired to worry about semantics right now.

“Come on my love, let’s get you into the shower. I need to feel your naked body against mine. I do believe a couple of off-the-chart orgasms might ease your tension a bit.” She had been able to hear the passion and the smile in his voice when he’d spoken again. And the warmth of his breath and the brush of his soft lips over the shell of her ear sent a rush of moisture to her pussy and suddenly she was a whole lot more awake than she had been a few minutes ago.

Standing in the shower as warm water ran in sensuous rivulets over Ilaina’s tan skin Noah leaned forward and circled her nipples with his tongue before teasing them both with stinging bites he knew would send fresh honey to her already soaking sex. Reaching over and pumping shampoo into his palm he turned her so that he could massage the shampoo over her scalp. The stress he’d sensed earlier was evident as he slowly worked up the lather of shampoo and drew it down through the long strands of her dark hair. Massaging the base of her skull, he was able to coax the tension away with firm, circular motions. Using the handheld shower head he was able to rinse her hair easily before massaging the last remnants of tension from her muscles as he rinsed the conditioner from the silken strands hanging to the top of her luscious ass.

One of the things about Ilaina that had defied all the usual parameters of world-recognized models was that she had abundant curves that were more reminiscent of the 1950s than what was currently considered the fashion standard. Moving her hair so that her back was now completely exposed, he moved his hands up and down the entire length of her spine using pressure from his fingertips to press the last vestiges of rigidity from the muscles around her shoulder blades and on the tops of her gently sloping shoulders.

Stepping up so that the hair on his chest was brushing her bare back he leaned over her shoulder and moved his hands into possessive positions over her lower abdomen and bare mound. “Are you wet for me, love?” He already knew the answer, but he wanted her to begin to understand the importance of answering questions when they were asked. He used two fingers to draw lines of pleasure over each side of her slit and was pleased when her hips involuntarily tilted forward.

When she didn’t answer him, he gave her mons a quick swat. “
Cara
just because I adore you doesn’t mean I will allow you to ignore my questions.” And it was true, his love for her meant that his expectations would be higher, simply because he knew how much deeper she could go, and how much more gratifying it would be for her if she would let her desire for his Dominance flow over her.

“Yes. I don’t understand this, but I want to.” He smiled at the airy quality of her voice. She was so unbelievably passionate and responsive it was going to be a joy to introduce her to the lifestyle. He had always known she was a natural submissive, but her trust would only be earned by a man she was willing and able to connect with on a deep emotional level. Ilaina had always been intensely connected to her spiritual side, something her grandmother had, no doubt, had a hand in. Noah knew that each of the Red Cloud siblings had spent a fair amount of time with Níyol, but it had always been Cash and Ilaina who had seemed to connect with the Spirit Talker the most.

It would be Ilaina’s spiritual depth that would allow her to fully embrace the lifestyle he planned for them. He didn’t want her to feel that her submission took anything away from her. His belief had always been that submission that was freely given was a gift and that gift was to be cherished and honored. He wanted nothing but the very best for her and planned to spend the rest of his life showing her exactly that.

“Do you trust me,
Cara
?” His question was a loaded one and he knew that she would not miss that fact. He was more interested in her entrusting him with her heart than he was in her trust that he wouldn’t physically harm her.

This time she turned her head so that she was able to meet his gaze straight on. “Yes.” There wasn’t any question in her tone or her eyes, and the relief crashed through him. Noah knew that he’d destroyed her trust in him years ago, and to have her state she trusted him again was music to his ears.

“I plan to make sure you never look back, my love. I want you to remember this moment in time and know that it was the instant our journey together turned a corner.” Stopping to kiss the tip of her nose and smooth the hair back from her heart-shaped face, Noah just looked deeply into her eyes for long seconds before continuing. “But, right now, I think it’s time for your reward.” Noah moved one of her small feet to the bench in the shower and lowered himself so he was kneeling in front of her. Using his thumbs to separate the folds of her sex he smiled when he saw her clit was already peeking out from its hood and nicely pinked and swollen with need. Leaning forward to lick a circle around the tight little bundle of nerves he was pleased when she moaned and he saw the flexing of the muscles in the thigh that supported her weight. “Perhaps you should sit down on the bench, baby. I don’t want you to fall.”

When she moved to sit in front of him, he brought her to the very edge and then used his hands to push her knees wide apart. “That’s right—open those beautiful thighs nice and wide so I can see that gorgeous pussy. God the smell of your arousal is the sexiest thing in the world and the taste of your honey is an addiction I don’t ever want to cure.” He had emphasized his last words with long licks from her puckered rear hole all the way to her pearly clit.

Using his fingers to pull open the wet folds that looked like a rose opening in full bloom he grabbed one of the small handheld shower heads and looked up at her and smiled. “Keep your eyes on me
cara.
I want you to watch the love in my eyes as I make my woman come.” Noah knew she had only realized what he intended to do when he switched the spray to a pulse. Her eyes had gone wide an instant before he began moving it through her slick heat. Circling her anus he watched as it tightened and then slowly seemed to relax under the massaging pulses of the water. Leaning forward to push his tongue in and out of her in a motion that was intended to mimic exactly what he planned to do to her, he smiled at her moans. “Like that do you? Tell me how it feels to be fucked with my tongue.”

Her voice was raspy and he could hear that she was breathing in short pants. “Oh, dear Goddess, I don’t even know how to describe the tightness and how my whole body is almost vibrating with the need to come. And I know it’s going to be so good…that makes me want to chase it. But I also want to wait until you say to come because I know it will be so much more intense if I can wait. And, well…I want you to be proud of me…oh…I can’t…I can’t wait much longer.”

Noah felt the flutters of the muscles of her vagina around his tongue and knew she had reached the point where she wasn’t going to be able to pull it back without help so he pulled away from the smooth lips of her pussy. Using a tone he knew she would recognize and respond to, he simply said, “Come for me, my love.” He had just enough time to pull her clit between his lips and press down before she screamed her release. He was glad he’d shut off and dropped the shower head to plunge his fingers back into her pussy because the sensation of her cream rushing over his fingers was something he was never going to grow tired of feeling. Just as she rode the first wave of her orgasm over the crest he pulled her up so had to wrap her legs around him and thrust in balls deep which sent her over once again.

As soon as he was inside Ilaina, Noah began battling the urge to pound into her in long, deep strokes. Holding still as she tried to milk his cock had to be the truest definition of “trial by fire” he’d ever known. When he realized she was coming back down, he pulled her wrists together over her head and held them as he set a random pace of strokes, lifting her with his other arm so he was varying the depths and angles. He knew she wasn’t able to control her climb back up the steep mountain of arousal and he loved knowing she was submitting to his need to set the pace. Looking into her eyes as their dilated depths glazed over had to be the most fulfilling thing he’d ever seen. His father had once told him that he would have to find the right sub to truly understand the satisfaction of being a Dominant. When he’d asked him what that meant, his dad had reminded him that Doms only exist because subs allow it. His comments hadn’t meant much at the time, but suddenly the truth of his dad’s words was crystal clear.

Ilaina’s words brought him back to the moment and he regretted letting his mind wander. “Noah, please…oh God, please. I need you. I don’t understand how I can need you so much. I need to feel your cock stroking me. Every time you push in it’s like the very first time and the feel of the ridges and veins of your cock kissing me on the inside is so perfect. And the deep ring around your smooth head is so rigid and the feel of it pressing so deep inside me makes me feel like I don’t ever want you to stop. Oh my God.” Noah knew he was already way past the point of being able to call back the release that was already starting to rocket through his entire body. And then when he’d felt her tighten on his throbbing cock like a vise he’d been swept away with her over the edge into the blissful canyon of ecstasy.

Katarina Lamont sat on the edge of her chair looking back and forth between her husbands, Alex and Zach. Being married to two alpha males would have been challenging enough, hell being married to one Dominant man was a challenge according to her best friend and sister-in-law, Jenna. But two Dominants could make a woman go postal without even batting an eye. “I’m telling you, there is something wrong with that guy, Maxwell. There is just a lot of crazy-assed energy around him.”

“Katarina, language.” Alex’s admonishment was expected but annoyed her nonetheless. Why the man had such a hang-up about her cursing was anyone’s guess, but she’d gotten a lot of spankings about it over the past year and a half. It didn’t appear that she was making much progress on curbing the habit, but that was probably because spankings weren’t really that much of a punishment in Kat’s opinion.

Zach leaned forward in his chair and looked at her thoughtfully. “Kitten, can you give us something a bit more concrete to go on? Your concerns are really awfully vague.” She knew she was staring at him with her mouth hanging open, but Zach wasn’t usually so…what was the word? Oh yeah…stupid. Did he really think she was so dim that she wouldn’t hear the “oh great, here we go again” tone in his voice? And in the blink of an eye, her anger morphed into a deep hurt. Her battle with post-partum depression had been hard fought. It had taken her over a year to completely banish all of the residual effects and seeing that look in Zach’s eyes and hearing the condescension in his tone was hurtful.