Sasha's Lion (9 page)

Sasha continued to pack until she heard the knock on
the door. “Come in.” Her mum came in and sat on her bed moving some things

“Want to tell me what’s going on, Sasha?”

Taking a deep breath she eased it out. “You know I
love you, Mum, right?”

She nodded.

“I should have told you days ago. I should have said
something when you spoke to me.” Sasha went to her mum and moved things and sat
next to her. “I’m moving in with Savron.”

Her mother looked like she could be knocked over
with a feather. “Savron, as in Britney’s brother?”

“Yes. I’ve been seeing him, and—”

“I think it’s a little early to be moving in with
him.”

Sasha felt like that, but with her busy schedule and
what she’d learned she knew it was a good way to get to know each other
quicker. “It’s just a trial at the moment. With school and dancing it will give
us time to spend together without me having to give anything up. Look, if it
doesn’t work out I can always move back.”

 
Her mother
sat quiet for a while studying her, and Sasha started to worry.

“You’ve never been one for rash decisions, and for
you to be willing to do this you must really like him. I want to say no, but
you’re eighteen now, and I can’t stop you. Just promise me you’ll come home if
you don’t like it or something happens you’re uncomfortable with.” Her mum
pulled her to her into a big hug. “I love you so much. I also want to talk to
Savron before you move. “

She nodded against her mum’s shoulder.

****

The next day at school she grabbed Britney and
yanked her to the side. “Cancel what you had planned for next Saturday night.”

“I can’t, Sasha. Didn’t you have your dancing
competition anyway?”

“Yes. That’s why I need you to cancel.”

“I’ve seen the routine, and I’ll see it if you get
further in the comp, which I know you will. Plus I’ve had a date with Cullen
booked for weeks.”

The bell rang, and Britney walked towards class, but
Sasha tugged on her arm to get her back.

Sasha bit her lip reluctant to tell Britney. “You’ve
seen two of my dancing routines, not my feature, and guess what? I just learned
next Saturday is going to be filmed.”

Britney smiled. “Cool. You’ll be on TV.”

Sasha let go of Britney and bit her nails. “I need
you to keep Savron away.”

“Is he going to come and watch?”

“I don’t know, but let’s just say if he didn’t like
the outfit I wore on my birthday he’ll hate my feature costume, although he’ll
probably hate the routine more. I’d hate to have to explain to my dance partner,
who I have no feelings for other than friends, that my jealous mate, boyfriend,
doesn’t like the routine that we’ve been practicing and perfecting for months
so we have to change. It’s too late to change the routine and be ready for the
competition.”

“Fine, but you owe me.”

She nodded, and Britney dragged her to their first
class.

Chapter
Six

Savron waited by his car. He felt it better to let
Sasha come to him. He was on a thin thread. His lion wanted their mate; Savron
did, too. He couldn’t sleep without her, and he needed to touch her, hear her
voice.

The bell rang, and he debated if he should get back
in his car but Sasha shocked him when she came out with her friends whom he’d
met the other day and walked straight to him leaning up on her tip-toes and
kissed him.
 
Her arms came around his
neck, and her tongue sought entry. He opened his mouth and met hers. His hands
came down cupping her
arse
, and he ground her against
him.

“Oh gross, I’m not helping you move in, Sasha, if
you guys are making out all the time.”

Sasha pulled away, and he ignored his sister.
“Hey, gorgeous.”
He brushed his lips against hers. “Did I
hear Brit right? You’re moving in?”

Sasha looked up at him with lust-filled eyes, and he
groaned, and his erection pulsed in his suit pants.

“Yeah, I said I’d give this mate thing a chance. But
you have to stop with the jealousy and trust me.”

He fought his lion not to break free and roar his
triumph at finally having her with him. “I trust you. It’s just everyone else I
don’t trust.”

Sasha chuckled. “Come on. My mum wanted to have a
chat with you before I move in.”

He groaned and opened her door helping her into his
truck. He turned to see his sister grinning.

“I knew there was a reason I agreed to help.”
Britney rubbed her hands together, and he heard her give a wicked laugh.

Fifteen minutes later Sasha’s mum came out of the
house as he pulled up.
 
As they got out
Sasha whispered, “Good luck.”

She went in with Britney while he went to Sasha’s
mother, who stood just off the side to the front door.

“Want to tell me why you so desperately need my
daughter to move in with you?”

Running his fingers through his hair he debated what
he should tell her. “I need her. I’d marry her right now if I knew she’d say
yes. I like how she makes me feels. I like talking to her. I knew from the
first time I saw her she was the one. I know this sounds sappy and like I’m
talking shit, but it’s the truth.”

Sasha’s mother eyed him for a while. “I’m not ready
to be a grandma.”

 
He felt his
checks heat, and he nodded. “Argh, okay.”

She patted his back and turned to go into the house.
“Hurt
her
and you’ll have to learn to sleep with your
eyes open.” With that she walked into the house.

Savron stood looking at the door wondering what the
hell had just happened.

Britney came out with a box. “What the hell are you
standing around for? Come and help.”

Squaring his shoulders he walked into the house and
found his mate in a yellow room with a couple of boxes.

“I found these from when we moved in here. Why don’t
you chuck everything from the drawers into those two?” Sasha pointed to two
boxes that sat in front of a wooden tallboy

Opening the drawers he emptied the contents into the
boxes. When he got to the top he paused at the contents, lacy pink, black, blue,
and purple underwear. He reached in and pulled out a matching pink and black
set. He looked around to see no Britney.

Grabbing Sasha by the waist he held her set up and
whispered in her ear, “Want to wear these for me?”

She turned in his arms and yanked the set out of his
hands.
“Only if you’re a good boy.”

He groaned as she stuffed the garment in her jumper
pocket and turned back to finishing packing. Mumbling about cruel women he
finished packing and did up both boxes and carried them to the door.

Sasha’s mother stopped him, eyeing him. “Do you need
help carrying those two boxes?”

Fuck
. He carried
the two boxes, which would be heavy for humans, like they weighed no more than
a feather.
“Ah, no.
There’s not much in these. I think
Sasha is almost done.”

Her eyes narrowed, but she shooed him away.

They arrived back at his home late. Sasha’s mother
had asked them to stay for dinner, and Britney, enjoying his discomfort, had
jumped at the chance. So he’d sat through dinner and twenty questions. What did
he do for a job? Was he planning on being a manager of the nightclubs for the
rest of his life? Did he own his house? Did he own his car? Was he happy for
Sasha to continue her dancing? And so on all night.

Dropping his sister off home now all he wanted to do
was snuggle with his mate, but he had to help her unpack.

“Thanks for answering all my mum’s questions.” Sasha
kissed him as he walked by with another box putting it on her side of the
walk-in wardrobe. Her arms came around his waist, and she hugged him tight.

Savron pulled away and breathed in her desert
rose
scent.

I’d do
anything for this woman,
he thought. “That’s okay. Her daughter
is moving in with a man she hardly knows anything about. I thought it was the
least I could do to answer her questions.”
 

“I think I can unpack the rest tomorrow.”

Finally,
he
thought. He picked her up and practically ran to the bed. He placed her in the
middle, and she giggled.

“Had enough had you?”

Stripping down to his boxers he crawled up the bed
and hovered over her nuzzling her neck. “Hell, yes. I’ve been dying since you
kissed me to do this.” He nipped at her neck and eased his hands under her
jumper and shirt pulling it up. She sat up for a moment, and he pulled the
clothes off letting them fall to the floor. He groaned at the sight before him.
“When did you get changed into this?”

Sasha grinned wickedly up at him.
“When
I came home from dancing.
I put them on after my shower.”

His finger inched down her stomach, and he eased her
pants down to reveal the matching panties. “Gorgeous, you’re killing me.” He
pulled her pants off and chucked them with her shirt and jumper.

Trailing feather-light kisses over her legs as he
made his way up her body, he paused when he reached her panty-covered pussy. He
looked up to see her head back against the pillow and her eyes closed.

“Don’t stop.”

Sliding the panties down, he purred at the sight
before him, his first good look at his mate’s pussy. She waxed. She had no hair
and was smooth, no stubble.
 
Eager to
taste her cream, he snaked his tongue out and licked her pussy.

Sasha moaned, and he glanced up to see her grip the
sheets. He went back seeking his cream. He stroked her with his tongue,
separating the petals of her pussy.
 
He
added a finger and sucked her nub into his mouth, and she screamed. He bit down
lightly and pulled her into his mouth as he pumped his finger faster.

She thrashed against him begging for more. He added
another finger and dug his tongue in deep. Sasha came apart, her cream gushing
down.
 
He lapped at her and savored her
sweet taste. When she lay still he crept up her body kissing every inch of her.
Savron reached her breasts and pulled the bra down so it pushed her tits up as
an offering. Pulling one succulent nipple into his mouth he thrust his fingers
in and out of her pussy, careful of her maidenhead. He rubbed his covered cock
over her.

 
Sasha’s eyes
opened, and she stared down at him. “What can I do to help you come?”

“Touch me.” He moved her hands to his chest. Her
hands glided over his chest and down his stomach. Her hands slipped into his
boxers, and he growled as one of her hands came around his dick. Fuck, this was
a bad idea. He lifted his head from her breast and watched as studied him.

“Take your boxers off. I want to see you.”

He sat up, and she followed as Savron took his
boxers off. Sasha moved to him, and her hands smoothed over his chest.

“Can I try something?”

He nodded, and his breath caught as she leaned down
and blew on his cock before she took it into her mouth. This time he gripped
the bed. “Gorgeous, I’ll come if you keep that up.”

She moaned around his dick, and the vibrations
almost had him coming. He closed his eyes and thought of anything he could to
stop himself from blowing his load. When it didn’t work he opened his eyes and
swore. “You have to stop. I’m about to come.” He groaned in a guttural moan.

She let go of his cock with a pop and gave him an
impish smile as she undid her bra and flung it to the floor. Savron watched her
as Sasha placed his dick between her cupped tits and slid them up and down his
cock over and over.

“Oh fuck.” He couldn’t hold back any longer. He came
on a yell.
“
Sassshhaa
.”
He
looked at his mate with the tops of her breast covered in his cum and shook his
head. “That was so hot. You’re going to be the death of me.”

Savron pulled her off the bed and walked to the
shower. He started running it and placed Sasha, who’d followed behind him in, and
then he joined her helping her clean herself.
 
When they were all clean he got out of the shower, turning it off, and
they dried each other. Going to bed he got into it, and she followed and
snuggled up to him.

“Thank you.”

Savron kissed her head. “I have no idea why you’re
thanking me. I should be thanking you.”

She looked up, her hands resting on his chest.
“Thank you for letting me
keep
my promise to myself.
You could have taken me before. I know I would have let you, but you didn’t,
and that’s the second time you’ve done that.”

He squeezed her tighter to him. “I want you to want
it. Not because I coerced you into it. I think we’ll need to have a talk soon,
though, about it. What’s going to happen if we are like that and forget to use
something?”