The New Girl (5 page)

Authors: Ana Vela

BOOK: The New Girl

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“I guess it’s a good thing you don’t then.” He laughed again, the sound dissolving into a groan of pleasure as Cassandra wrapped strong, slender fingers around the base of his shaft.

“Oh, I do though,” she said, grinning wickedly at him. “Right here. This is mine now.” She stroked her hand upward, squeezing firmly, curving her thumb over his cock head and rubbing.

“Yes!” Drei hissed. At both the caress and her claiming of his cock. He felt a primal thrill at her assurance of ownership. He felt that way too.

Cassandra smiled. “Good.” And then she lowered her head and slid her lips down over his cock. The silken glide of her mouth, the heat as she sank down his shaft, sent lightning bolts of pleasure straight to the base of Drei’s brain.

She couldn’t take all of him, but she made a valiant effort, stroking what she couldn’t fit in her mouth. It felt exquisite, the tight press of her satin lips, the hard line of her teeth behind them, the wet velvet swipes of her tongue. Cassandra sucked him hard, pressing him against the roof of her mouth.

“Cassandra!” Drei groaned, fisting his hands in her hair, thrusting up between her lips. She chuckled, the vibrations running along his shaft and making him shake. She was using both hands now, one stroking his shaft, the other kneading the heavy mass of his balls. She worked her mouth over him, head bobbing up and down, slow and steady as she sucked.

Drei pressed his heels into the mattress, his thighs tense as he pushed himself up, meeting each downward glide of her mouth and hand. Heat was heavy in the pit of his stomach and the base of his spine as she licked around the flared ridge of his cock head.

He swelled between her lips and he didn’t have to warn her because she knew. She knew as soon as he did that if she sucked hard just there one more time while squeezing...

“Fuck!” The curse exploded out of Drei as pleasure detonated like a bomb all through him. He distantly heard Cassandra’s pleased hum as he came, body arching, surging into her heavenly, sucking mouth.

His orgasm went on for what felt like a long time to Drei, as if he was pouring his entire being, his soul, into Cassandra, instead of just his seed. And she took every drop, pulling him into her, swallowing until she was full of him.

It was Drei’s turn to collapse back on the bed, eyes closed, head thrown back. He felt drained, hollowed out, and every cell seemed to thrum with strange energy. Cassandra crawled up him, sliding the long, silken, warm length of her body over his still sensitive cock, making him groan.

“Come on, soldier. We’re not done yet.” Her voice was husky as she slid her leg over his hip, rubbing the satin skin of her inner thigh against the wiry hair on his leg. Her cunt was hot and wet against his thigh, her smooth shaven lips a slick satin caress.

His cock, still hard, jerked at the sensation. “Jesus.” Epic orgasm and soul draining come or not, Drei was instantly ready to keep going. More than ready. He needed to be inside Cassandra now.

“Got to love that Shifter constitution.” She chuckled, rocking her hips, rubbing her slippery pussy up and down his tingling shaft.

“It’s the Mating.” He grabbed her hips, trying to tug her into position. “Makes us crazy for each other until we can’t deny what we are, what this is.”

Cassandra licked at his mouth and bit his chin, teasing him with tiny rotations of her hips, refusing to sink down on him. “And what are we? What is this?” She pushed down a little, taking just the smooth tip inside her silken confines.

“Fated.” Drei snarled, answering both her questions and rolling her suddenly beneath him. Cassandra’s eyes flew wide as he pressed her into the mattress and drove into her.

“Oh!”

He hooked one muscled arm beneath her knee and tugged her leg up, hooking it over his shoulder and holding it there. He trapped her other leg between his own, spreading her wide as he bent forward, angling his hips, and buried every inch of his hard cock deep inside her rippling sheath.

Cassandra’s back arched like a bow, her wide mouth falling open as Drei began to move. Her long, slender fingers stroked across her breasts, toying with her nipples as she held his gaze. Every muscle in Drei’s body was hard as steel as he pumped in and out, over and over, gliding deep into the hot, slick confines of Cassandra’s snug pussy.

The friction had them both groaning and straining, slick with sweat, breath harsh. Drei pressed his mouth to the smooth skin just above her knee, sucking hard, nipping as her pussy squeezed his cock in its silken grip.

Cassandra writhed beneath him, pushing with her heel on the bed and pulling with her calf against his shoulder, curving her hips to slide up and down his length. With each down stroke, Drei pressed long and hard against her throbbing clit.

She bit her lips, moaning, her green eyes glittering with lust, fair skin flushed with pleasure. Drei couldn’t take his eyes off her. His wanted to close and let him drown in the sensation of Cassandra’s clutching cunt. But he forced them to stay open, to watch the pink part of her lips, the tip of her tongue darting into the corner each time he swiveled his hips, the flare of fire in her eyes as he pushed all the way into her silken channel.

The air between them crackled with the intensity of their connection. Drei could hear it, feel it prickling along his skin. Cassandra reached for his hand where it gripped her right hip and tugged it upward, pressing his palm against her breast. She held him there, hard, one hand squeezing his wrist, the other tangled with his as she lifted her hips to meet his deep thrusts.

“Fill me up, Drei,” she cried, her voice ringing low and clear, like a bell. “Please! I need you!”

He needed, too. Like before, to pour himself into her. But so much
more
this time. He curled his fingers around her breast, her knee and plunged into her gripping sheath, sinking every inch of himself into that hot, wet, silken sanctuary.

“Cassandra!” All he could say was her name, but again, she knew. She always knew.

“Yes,” she moaned. “Come for me, Drei. Come
with
me.” The taut muscles of her belly tightened. She began to shake and cried out his name, over and over.

It was an order. Drei obeyed. He threw back his head and howled at the ceiling as pleasure like nothing he’d ever felt tore through him. His cock swelled and jerked within the satin grip of Cassandra’s quivering pussy, but Drei did more than just empty his seed into her.

Everything he was, every thought and memory and experience. Every sensation. Every molecule that made him, Andrei Lupei, a Shifter, a squad commander, a brother, a man. They all flowed into Cassandra as he came.

But this time, he didn’t feel empty. The space left behind was filled with her. Cassandra. Not just the scent and taste of her, or even the feel of her body beneath his. Drei knew suddenly the flavor of her loneliness. The years she’d spent as a freak, the years she’d spent as a nobody, afraid to reveal the truth of herself. He knew the shape of her spirit and the ache of the headaches and the twist of shock and desire she’d felt the first time she’d seen him.

Something in the world, in his head, in his heart, just... clicked.
Mated. His
. Cassandra was
his
.

“And you’re mine,” she whispered back, hoarse from her cries. She slid her leg from his shoulder and pulled him down to her, wrapping him in her arms and holding him in the cradle of her thighs. Drei lay his cheek against her heaving breasts, kissing the warm, sweat damp flesh.

“Oh yeah,” he agreed. He couldn’t be any more hers if she made him wear a collar with an ‘If lost, return to owner’ tag.

Cassandra snorted, running shaking fingers against the back of his neck. “Well, I won’t say the idea doesn’t have some merit.” Drei growled and nipped playfully at her nipple.

“Don’t push it, Cass.” But he’d probably do it, if she really wanted. He didn’t think she did though.

She tugged his hair until he looked up at her and then rubbed her mouth against his. “I really don’t.”

He was glad. Because he had a feeling he would do whatever she asked. He wanted to pamper her and protect her, feelings he’d never had for another woman in his life. He also knew Cassandra now, well enough to know she wouldn’t be too keen on the ‘protect’ part.

Drei resolved to get in the gym with her, to see what she was capable of, when he had the energy again. Maybe some time next year. “Sound good?”

“Better than protection detail, at least.” She grumbled. “But for right now, I’m not at all worried about vamps getting me. They don’t even know about me.” She wriggled beneath him. Drei scowled at the mention of vampires.

“Not yet. We need to figure out why they want Cat. We need to get ahead of this. Because if one of those bloodsuckers lays so much as a bony finger on you, I swear to Christ, I’ll--”

She pressed a finger against his lips, silencing him. “I need to do the tests.”

Drei stiffened. “Like hell.”

“Drei, you’re right. We need to figure out what’s going on, and to do that, we need to figure out what makes Cat and I different. Which means submitting to the lab rats and their tests.” She stroked his back. “You can be there the whole time, okay?”

He knew she was right. There was something going on and it affected them all. He couldn’t keep her out of it, as much as he wanted to. Drei glanced at the clock. It was nearly daylight. His next shift didn’t start until afternoon. They could go find his mother then.

“Fine.” Drei dropped his chin onto her chest, nuzzling one soft breast. He touched his tongue quickly to her nipple, chuckling as it tightened beneath the brief caress. Cassandra moaned.

Drei shifted his weight on top of her, wondering how many times he could make her come before they both passed out. Cassandra’s green eyes sparkled up at him.

“I like the way you think, Mr. Lupei.” And then she tugged him to her mouth and kissed him.

To be continued…

About the Author

Ana Vela is romantic at heart. Living in Miami with her husband, two sons, and a puppy, she finds time to sneak away at night and live out her fantasies by writing them all down and creating these stories for her faithful readers.
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