Page 10 of Fight
"We've already told my mother.She's going to tell anyone who will listen."
"That's not what I meant."I made an unhappy face."There's a difference between telling people you’re dating, and that you're sleeping together.I guess it's like casual nudity.I'm just not used to advertising what I'm doing in my bedroom at any given time."
"Well, it's gonna be hard to keep it from the pack.We're already picking up each other's scents.You carry an undercurrent of my scent with you everywhere you go, and I carry yours."
"You mean people will be able to tell that we've slept together?"
"Well, maybe not for certain, if you've showered afterward, but the scent you carry will probably be stronger, it's part of the bonding.Not everyone will know, or even most people, but any shifter will be able to smell it, assuming of course, that they knew you, and your scent, before."
I tilted my head to one side, considering that."So when I'm near Alexis or Karen it's not just them I smell, but a combination of them and their mates?"
Devon nodded."Exactly."
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to relax.I took another drink of the beer still in my hand, and shook my head."I'm just not going to think about it.If I don't think about it, it won't bother me."I looked up at where he was standing beside the sofa, one hip propped against the edge of the back."Why in the hell are you still standing?Do I have to tell you to make yourself at home, every time you're here?"I knew I sounded cranky, that wasn't how I'd meant it, it was just how it came out.
Devon smiled."I wasn't sure you wanted me to stay, so I didn't get comfortable."
"Pfft."I rolled my eyes."Come over here, snuggle up to me.Turn on the screen, let's find something to watch.Something to distract us from boring things I don't want to think about."
He pushed away from the sofa and came around the coffee table to sit beside me on the seat, picking up the remote, before he leaned back.He turned on the screen and pulled up the menu to find something to watch.While he got comfortable I wiggled over, closing the gap between us on the couch.When I got close enough, without even looking, he lifted the arm closest to me and I snuggled in under it, letting him wrap his arm around me.
Devon chose a short comedy, we watched it together while we finished our drinks.Once the show was over, the local news came on and not caring to watch it, Devon muted the sound.
"What do you want to do now?"
"Hmm."I thought for a moment, shifting to sit more up-right beside him."Lean over here and let me look at something."I said, pretending concern.
Devon leaned closer."What?"
"This."I stretched up and pressed my lips against his, I teased his mouth open with mine until I could taste him.His arms tightened around me and his body twisted until he faced me on the sofa.He pulled me closer against his body, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, as I continued kissing him.
Devon's hand slid around my waist, slipping under my shirt and along my skin, making me moan slightly at the pleasant sensation.He continued sliding his hand along my skin, moving it up my body, bunching my shirt as he went.He stopped briefly when he reached my bra strap then deftly unhooked it.He continued to run his hands up and down the bare length of my back, enjoying the tactile sensation of his skin against mine.
I broke the kiss to run my lips down the side of his neck.I tugged his shirt up his back, until it was bunched under his arms and behind his head.
"Off," I demanded, and Devon pulled away from me long enough to drag the shirt off over his head.While he did as I'd asked, I did the same, pulling my own shirt and bra off and tossing them aside, before leaning into him again.I ran my hands up his torso, resisting the urge to dig my nails into his skin as I felt the ripple and bunch of his muscles when he moved.
Devon's lips went to the bend in my neck, he kissed and licked along the line of my shoulder, while lightly smoothing his hands over my body.When he reached my breasts he gingerly cupped them for a moment, then ran his thumb over my already taut nipples, hardening them more with the texture of his work roughened hands handling them so carefully.
Devon lifted one breast and pulled the tight, puckered nipple into his warm, wet mouth.He ran his tongue in circles around the tip, teasing me for a moment, before flicking the hardened nub back and forth with his tongue, while rubbing his thumb over the other nipple, fooling my body with the sensation that the same thing was happening to both nipples at the same time.I ran my hands up over the smooth skin on his back, until they came to rest on his shoulders I had to curl my hands into fists to stop myself from digging my fingers into the muscles.
"Are you prepared, or do I need to grab my bag?"Devon asked softly.
"Prepared?"
"Protection."
"I'm prepared."My voice breathy.I let out a small squeal of surprise when he stood beneath me, lifting me against him as he rose, and carried me into the bedroom.I clung to his arms, as he carried me effortlessly through the doorway and dropped me on the bed.
"Are you sure you're ready for this?"He watched me closely.
"I'm sure."
"Other than insisting on protection, I have one rule."
"Just one?"
"One is all we'll need."His serious eyes never left my face.
