The answering sex-ridden grin from Bane spurred me on. Hell, he was muscular. His abs contracted as I ran my hands down his stomach making it to my goal. My arousal heightened. Adjusting his sweatpants, his dick swung free. After playing with the tip and spreading the pre-cum, languorously l rolled on the condom. I was rewarded with a feral groan.
Play time was over.
As I was about to dismount and remove my thong, Bane pinched my right nipple. I arched as my sensitive nipple spiked with pleasure keeping me in place. Fabric tearing sounded through the room and I felt my desire. “Bane—”
“Slide on, Angel. Take what’s yours.”
Positioning myself above Bane, I slammed down on his dick causing us to curse at the sensation.
In this moment, he was mine.
I was his.
We consumed each other.
Using my legs, I propelled myself up and down while increasing the momentum.
“That’s right. Clench that pussy around me.”
I bared down on him as the engorged head of his dick rubbed against my walls. Both of Bane’s hands came up and pinched my nipples simultaneously—hard. I screamed as my orgasm took over. An animalistic noise came from Bane as he released himself. Our breathing heavy, I slumped against his chest. Fingers trailed up and down my spine as I heard his heart beat return to normal.
“You’re fucking amazing, Maren.”
I smiled into his chest. “I think the same about you.” The timer for dinner went off. Standing, Bane’s thick dick slid out of me, covered in my pleasure. I wanted him again.
Striding to the kitchen, Bane called after me, “Do you want your shirt?”
Looking over my shoulder, I sexily replied, “Why? I’m hoping you fuck me again right after dinner.”
Behind me as I moseyed toward the oven, I heard the chair moving. Bane prowled to me and I loved it. My hand came up to turn off the knob for the oven. Bane’s hand covered mine and a shrill of pleasure filled me. “I think we can wait a few more minutes to eat.”
Facing him, I nipped his lip. “What did you have in mind?”
“You.”
A week passed and nothing new had been discovered that I knew about. Bane spent countless hours looking at documents, satellite snapshots, different security feeds, and documents from the past. It had been two weeks since I’d met Bane. We’d fallen into a comfortable pattern which I liked. It was easy. But, I knew time with each other would be drawing to a close at some point. It was hard keeping my heart guarded because Bane opened up to me.
I didn’t know all about his past, what he’d done, or what happened to him. However, I saw the person inside—his soul. Deep down, I knew Bane wanted something more. He wanted to live and be happy, but he didn’t allow himself.
The morning light came in through the windows. Bane laid on his stomach, his dragon tattoo facing me. It was a maze of intricate lines forming the geometric dragon that I never grew tired of staring at. With the head starting in the middle of the left side of his back, the body wound up with the tail finishing at the base of his neck. It was strong and powerful—like Bane.
I traced the claws, working my way to his body. “You like my tattoo.” The morning-gruff voice brought a smile to my face.
It was true. I traced it all the time when we were lying together. “I do. What does it mean?”
Bane rolled over and searched my face, something passing over his features I couldn’t place. Something warred within him. “It signifies raw power. Dragons are guardians of things and known to be wise. A dragon’s soul must at all times be tempered with wisdom to keep those safe around him. They must always be prepared. I got it about six years ago. It’s a reminder to never become complacent.”
From the pain passing across Bane’s face I knew this was the result of the demon he faced. I didn’t press but knew this was tied into his nightmare from the first night we were here. We hadn’t talked about the nightmare since it happened. But I knew he lost someone. Since that night, he’d slept with me and I seemed to help keep whatever ghosts of his past that haunted him at bay. Maybe my presence soothed him too.
“What are we going to do today?” For the last week, we hadn’t left the cabin at all except the occasional stroll outside. Bane had the snowmobiles working but he hadn’t allowed us to go anywhere on them. Our groceries were running low. I hoped we’d be able to go into town.
Bane stretched. “What would you say to us heading into town to get some groceries and calling Frank?”
I couldn’t answer for a second as I processed him wanting me to call Frankie. “What?”
“We haven’t gotten anywhere with the leads we have. Let’s call your brother and see what he has to say like you suggested. It may give me an idea on where to look next. If he’s with them, Frank has been coached, but I’m hoping we may catch a break.”
“Why are we going into town to make the call? I thought the cabin was safer.”