Page 32 of Guarding the Doctor
“I think you mean pussy block,” Bella shot back.
I ignored them both, returning to my research and wondering how much longer we would last before one of us broke and Darla and I had sex.
When we got back to the safe house, Yuri was there. Cassie had already gone off duty this morning, and with Yuri to provide back-up, Bella went home to her mate.
“I’m so glad you’re here, Yuri,” I said, popping up on my tiptoes to give the bear a hug.
Behind me I heard Darla release a possessive growl. I’d noticed that she had that reaction whenever I touched someone who wasn’t her.
“We’ve been living on sandwiches and boxed mac and cheese here. It’s been awful,” I said dramatically.
“I already cook for you,” he said proudly. “Tonight we have Belarusian feast. You both need more fat.”
I thought I was a healthy weight, but I wasn’t going to argue with him, not when I could smell all the delicious flavors in the kitchen. For a doctor, I didn’t have the best diet. Then again, I ate most of my meals at the hospital.
Excusing myself, I went to take a shower and change into something more comfortable. I was pulling on a baggy sweatshirt when I heard the knock on my door. I didn’t have shifter senses, but I knew before I opened the door that I’d find Darla standing there.
I wasn’t sure why she was here, and by the tentative look on her face I suspected that she wasn’t either, but I decided to seize the opportunity. Before she could open her mouth, I grabbed her shirt and pulled her into my bedroom.
The door closed behind us, and I pressed her against the wood.
“This time it’s your turn to get off,” I said firmly, dropping to my knees.
I made quick work of unzipping her pants, pulling them down her legs and bringing her plain cotton panties down too. I made a quick detour to untie her boots, then helped her kick them off so I could relieve her of her pants.
Once Darla was naked from the waist down, I took a moment just to look. As a doctor, I saw a lot of bodies, but Darla’s was extraordinary. She was all lean muscle, with just enough softness to make her body feminine. This close I could smell her excitement. My mouth watered.
“I’ve been dying for a taste,” I told her, looking up from beneath my eyelashes.
Without waiting for a response, I used my fingers to spread her lower lips and dove right in, licking her from bottom to top in one long, slow stroke.
“Mate,” she gasped, her fingers coming to my ponytail.
She wrapped it around her fingers, almost as if it anchored her as I began licking her in earnest. She was hot and wet and tasted delicious. I hummed happily as I explored her folds, gradually pressing harder and licking deeper.
When Darla’s fingers tightened in my hair, I knew she was getting close. I thrust my tongue inside her body, fucking her with it while I teased her clit with my thumb.
Darla was shaking now, the coiled power that always surrounded her gone as she ground her pussy against my face and made soft little moaning sounds that I’d hear in my dreams after this.
“Mate!”
Her fingers felt sharper now, more like claws, and when I looked up, I realized she was shifting, her vampire side coming out. Her eyes were red-tinged, her lips turning darker red as her fangs protruded from her mouth.
The next time I pinched her clit she went over the edge, shuddering against me as I drank up her release. When I pulled my head back, she slid down the door as if she couldn’t stand any more. Her knees came up to her chin as she stared at me. Theexpression on her face was a mixture of shock and satisfaction and something that looked a lot like affection.
Gripping her cheeks between my palms, I leaned forward and gave her a long, deep kiss, letting her taste herself on my tongue.
“Dinner!”
Yuri’s voice boomed from across the house, reminding me that we weren’t alone.
“We should go,” I said, pushing to my feet.
Darla still sat on the ground, chin on her knees, staring into space. I snapped my fingers in front of her face.
“Did I break you?” I teased.
She looked up. “I think maybe you did,” she said softly.
