Oh, Bite Me (Guardians of the Deep 1)

“Don’t stop,” she begged. “Keep going. I want to come again. I can come again. I feel it.”

He drove into her hard, grabbing her shoulders and gripping them tight, pulling down on them as he rammed his cock into her. Then he eased up and gripped them again, stretching her pussy wider and wider around his cock. This was his pussy and she needed to know that.

“This is my pussy now,” he told her. “Do you understand that?”

“Yes,” she said. “It’s your pussy now.”

“This is my pussy whenever I want it,” he said.

“Whenever you want it.”

“It’s mine,” he said, and he knew he would come soon.

Her pussy squeezed around his cock and dragged it out of him. He wouldn’t last much longer. As he picked up the pace and fucked her faster, he used his left hand to tap at her clit, teasing it as he fucked her. Finally, her head swished left and then right. Her hands grabbed at him, scratched at him, and her voice seemed to be caught somewhere between a laugh and a cry. She was coming again.

Thane was right there too. Her pussy became wetter and he kept pushing, fucking, and bouncing his balls off her. He grunted and yelled through it, dragging her cum out of her and bringing his on in full force. He was right there. So fucking close.

Yes, fuck yes. This is how it should always be. Fuck…

Thane wanted so badly to come inside her. He wanted her to feel him when he let loose, but he knew it wasn’t time for that yet. He would be all for it, but he needed to make sure she knew what that could mean. Spilling his seed inside her shouldn’t happen until she made it clear that she truly understood what her role in his life was. She needed to be committed.

But that orgasm was coming, and he was seconds away from saying “fuck it” and coming inside her anyway. But he couldn’t. He was barely a second away when he yanked

his cock out, put his hand around its base, and pulled back, jerking his cock over her belly. His cum shot at her belly button and kept spurting all over her stomach. She gasped at first, surprised, but then lay her head back and relaxed until he was finished.

“Damn, you really had to let loose,” she said.

“You have no idea,” he said. “I’ve thought of nothing but you since the yacht. I want to come inside you so bad.”

“Why didn’t you?” she asked. “Stupid question. I can’t believe I asked that. Of course, I know why you didn’t. I can’t believe I would have let you.”

“Yeah,” he said. “When that happens, we need to be sure we’re ready for it.”

She understood. Thane found an old t-shirt and wiped her stomach off for her. Then he helped her put her dress back on and walked her down to the water. He waited on the shore while she went in and washed herself off. She looked back at him as she rubbed sand over her stomach, and she smiled. He returned it and he knew this was one of those moments he’d remember forever.

Chapter 8

Thane had left her early in the morning, long before she had any intention of becoming fully awake and rising to her feet. He had exhausted her last night, but he seemed to pop out of bed with so much energy. He didn’t say where he was going, but she knew he was headed for the water. She could have asked. She could have at least let him know she was awake. Lying in bed, with her face hidden partially in the blanket, she’d watched him stand at the side of the bed, completely naked and carefree. As he reached for the ceiling, stretching himself out, she admired his body. He was so toned, so smooth, so magnificent.

Her eyelashes hid her squinted eyes as she pretended to be asleep, loving the view, and when he finally looked down at her and smiled, she felt like the most wanted woman in the world. As far as he knew, she was fast asleep, so the tenderness in his eyes was real. He wasn’t trying to impress her. He already had her and it was clear he was content with her lying in his bed. Then he turned and left so quickly she might have thought he’d disappeared if she hadn’t heard the squeak of the door on his way out.

Last night, as they both lay in bed physically exhausted, they’d talked a little bit about how he spent his mornings. He was usually up before the dawn, swimming laps as he called it. Apparently, even sharks needed to stay in shape. She wished she had the energy to join him. It seemed so long ago since she’d been able to go for a jog down the beach. Back then, she hadn’t taken advantage of that gift. She hadn’t been too lazy, but she’d never been a real physical person. She would take the stairs instead of the elevator if it meant only climbing a few floors, and she’d never been concerned about parking too close to mall entrances, but she wasn’t out running laps around her apartment building every morning.

Now, she knew that she would if given the chance. She would go to the park and run with a dog like so many other women her age. She didn’t even own a dog, but she would. She would go get one and take it jogging every day. She would swing on swings and ride bikes and do cannonballs into the pool and make love every chance she could…if she only had the energy. If she physically exerted herself too much, she would fall. She would faint. It happened to her a lot. She was lucky she didn’t pass out that day in the ocean when the shark attacked her.

Dear God, I don’t know that I’ve ever spoken to you seriously. I don’t know if I’ve ever asked you for anything that wasn’t material. I probably asked for my apartment and for my car and for a lot of other stupid shit. Shit, can I say shit? I’m sorry if that’s bad. Anyway, I’m wasting your time. I want to say thank you for giving me the life I’ve had so far, and if you can think of any way to…you know…make me healthy again…I’d love to give life a try one more time. I promise I’ll do it right.

There, so comfortable under the blanket, Penny prayed she’d live long enough to feel more of Thane’s love. She wondered if she should tell him about her condition. It seemed only fair, but at the same time, she was afraid he might reject her or send her back to the hospital. Or he would think she was only interested in him because of the rumors about shifters and their healing abilities. She didn’t believe in that, really. It was stupid. If shifters could heal people, then doctors would be harvesting their blood in giant labs. No shifter on earth would be safe. Yet, he’d healed her leg. When she’d asked him about that, he simply shrugged and said his saliva was good for all sorts of things, but usually only flesh wounds.

“We can ease the pain and can usually fix the injury,” he’d said, “but scars always remain. They remind us we’re not invincible.”

As if I need a reminder that I’m not invincible.

A gentle humming from outside caught Penny’s attention. It was a song she was familiar with, Somewhere Over the Rainbow, but it was that more upbeat, Hawaiian sounding version. It was a woman’s voice, so peaceful and soothing. Wrapped in a sheet, she slid out of bed and made her way to the cabin window. There, sitting on the front steps of her cabin…

Wait, am I considering this my cabin now? Yes, as a matter of fact I am.

…was Kalina, in all her blonde beauty, clutching a big red beach bag. She wore sunglasses and her head rested against a wooden railing. Her back was to Penny, but even from behind the woman was gorgeous.