The Healer (Seven Sins MC 2)

"Stop," she said, voice quiet, but it didn't need to be firm with that word, did it?

Pulling my hand back, I tried to deep breathe some calm back into my body as she slipped off the couch, made her way over toward Red, reaching out to touch her forehead, humming to her patient as she looked her over.

She was bending over to inspect Red's back when Daemon and his date started making noise again in the living room.

"No, come on," the woman said, laughing. "I have to get to work. You need to drive me home."

I watched as realization crossed Josephine's face.

There was someone else in the house who wasn't loyal to me, someone who could possibly save her.

Even as she was braced to run, her mouth was opening to scream.

I flew off the couch, making it in front of her as her first sound escaped her lips, my hand slapping across her mouth as I shoved her back against the wall.

"Sounds like someone else is having fun too," the woman said in the other room.

As soon as the words were said, I could feel the nurse's defeat course through her body, making the tension leave her muscles. Even so, I pressed forward, pressing my front to hers, feeling her breasts crush against me.

Her breath sucked in as my pelvis pressed to hers, making her as aware of my hard-on as I was.

My gaze held hers as my hips shifted slightly, my cock pressing just above the juncture of her thighs.

When her breath exhaled, it shook through her chest.

I knew desire when I saw it, when I felt it.

But I kept my body still, waiting for her to make the next move.

"No, stop," I heard on the other side of the door, the woman half laughing, half-serious. "Shit. That's my sister calling to make sure you didn't murder me," she added as her phone started to ring.

It was right then that Josephine jolted. Almost like she was going to fight against my hold, but oh so conveniently shifting just enough that her hips rose and my cock pressed against the heat of her.

A shiver coursed through her at the contact, her eyes going wide, her hot air exhaling hard out of her nose and over my hand still over her mouth.

Whether there was consent or not at this point was dubious at best, but my hips shifted slightly, brushing against her pussy, making a whimpering noise get muffled by my palm.

That sound, as small as it may have been, was my undoing.

Any control I'd been holding onto snapped as my free hand lowered, yanked up her leg to the side of my hip, opening her up to me as I rocked against her.

It was only maybe a minute before her hips started grinding against me, wanting more, needing release.

As I heard Daemon's bike rumble to life then pull away, I knew his girl was out of earshot, letting me drop my hand. I braced myself for her objection, for her scream, for something, anything other than the whimper that escaped her.

A low, growling noise escaped me as I felt the Change start. It was a burning sensation up my back, in my forehead where my horns threatened to push out.

Not trusting myself in that moment, I dropped suddenly down in front of her, hands sinking into her ass as I buried myself between her thighs, eating her pussy with a single-minded focus, my tongue and lips working her clit for a long moment before my hand slipped between her thighs, thrusting inside her tight pussy, feeling the walls tighten around me, pull me in.

Her hands landed on the back of my head, holding on, not pushing away, as her whimpers became moans, as her thighs started to shake.

I could feel my tongue starting to fork.

I should have stopped.

Risking exposure was against the rules.

But her fingertips dug into my skull as her hips rocked against me, getting closer, begging for release.

There was no turning back as I worked her with both sides of my tongue, hearing her throaty moans as I pushed her to the edge, then right over it, leaving her crying out, half falling forward over me, her hands slamming into my shoulders to hold her body up as her thighs shook.

Slowly, she leaned back, lowering herself down the wall even as I started to stand, the pressure of my hard cock against my pants too uncomfortable to be in that position for another moment.

Tilting my head back, I took slow, measured breaths, pulling myself back together.

My gaze lowered again when I felt my cock realize it wasn't going to get any relief, finding her crouched on the floor, looking up at me with huge eyes.

Shit.

What the fuck was I doing?

She wasn't here for me to fuck her or fuck around with her.