A Beast For The Eyes: A Steamy Shifter Romance (A Ravenswood Romance Book 2) (9 page)

“Oh!” she gasped softly, arching her back. The stretching ache was a constant reminder this was her first time. But Sebastian was gentle in his movements and she breathed a sigh of relief. “Bastian,” Ashleigh moaned in spite of the discomfort. “Don’t stop!”

“Darling,” he muttered, increasing his pace. “Touch me. Don’t be afraid.” He groaned as her hands drifted down over his flexing ass and sliding between to pull him closer. “Ashleigh!” he cried out, closing his eyes in agony.

Her soft gasps mingled with his, and Ashleigh clung to him, whimpering as hot waves of pleasure swamped her lithe body. “Sebastian!” she shrieked in fright. “What is it?”

“Don’t fight it, love,” he moaned, thrusting hard and fast. “Let it happen.”

Ashleigh bit down on her lip and clutched at his powerful shoulders. She felt something terrifying building within her body. His cock stroked hotly within, swelling and stretching her tight flesh to such a rapturous intensity she was certain she was dying. And just when she thought she mustn’t bear it, something gave within her and Ashleigh screamed his name. Sebastian caught it on his tongue, his hips slamming against hers. He gave a shout and collapsed on her groaning his release. Ashleigh could feel his sharp teeth nipping her throat and sighed.

They lay together in the aftermath, kissing and stroking the other.

“I thought you hated me,” she murmured, as he teased her swollen mouth with a finger.

“Never,” he breathed, pressing soft kisses against her lips and dimpled chin. “You were an annoying little thing. Always poking around my stuff.” Sebastian chuckled and slid down to suck on her breasts. “You’re perfect, Leigh.”

“I’m sorry I’m so small,” she apologized, stroking his hair. “I can’t seem to gain weight.”

He glanced up, his eyes warm and caressing. “You’re lovely.”

Ashleigh sobered slightly. “Bastian, what have we done?”

Sebastian’s smile evaporated. “I thought we agreed we wouldn’t be ashamed. We’re not related. We don’t share blood.”

“I know,” she said uneasily, biting nervously on her finger. “But your dad is a powerful man. What if he finds out?”

His face darkened. “Find out what? We didn’t kill anyone, Leigh. We made love. Plain and simple.”

“Is that what it was?” she asked in wonder, reaching up to caress his cheek. “Is there love between us?”

Sebastian pulled her closer and kissed her hard, drawing blood. She gasped at his possession. “What do you think this was?” he demanded, pulling away slightly. “This wasn’t a fuck, Leigh. You’re worth more than that.”

“I am?” she said dreamily. She slid her fingers through his hair and he closed his eyes. “Are we in love then?”

Sebastian didn’t answer. He yanked her down and slid between her thighs enjoying her soft gasp as he plunged deep. “You’re mine, Leigh!” he growled, thrusting impatiently. “Come for me, Ashleigh. I want to hear you say it!’

“Say...what?” she gasped, her eyes widening as he ravished her. “Bastian! What are you doing?” Ashleigh held onto him as he rode her hard and fast, wincing in pain. “Do you want.. me to tell you… I love you?”

He slowed his thrusts and began stroking gently. “Say it!” Sebastian commanded, urging her thighs over his hips. He chuckled softly when she shrieked. “Tell me!”

“You first,” she moaned, relishing the stretching ache. “Oh, Bastian…”

“I love you!” he growled, his head swooping down to ravage her mouth. He thrust his tongue inside matching the rhythm of his cock. “I’ve always loved you!”

Ashleigh wept with joy and wrapped herself around him. “Then I love you, Sebastian. Always!”

Sebastian laughed and held her close, slowing his movements so he could make love to her the way she deserved. Sweetly. Gently. Passionately.

Later, as she slept in his arms, Sebastian got the distinct impression that his father was going to kill him.

But he didn’t care.

He loved her.

Chapter 3

Ashleigh leaned back against Sebastian as they soaked in the tub, and sighed as he traced warm kisses along the slender column of her throat. His hands slid down and gently massaged her breasts, flicking the nipples to excited peaks.

“That’s nice,” she breathed.

“It could be nicer,” he chuckled, sliding a hand down into the water to caress her softly. “Like this, sweetheart?” She gasped as his fingers began to stroke.

“Oh!” she cried, still not used to his caresses. Her head fell back against his shoulder as warm waves of pleasure swamped her body. “Bastian!” Ashleigh squealed “But it’s nicer with you... inside me!”

Groaning, he turned her around and impaled her on his needy cock. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction as her eyes went soft and limpid, her mouth open on a soundless cry. “Ride me, Leigh,” Sebastian commanded hoarsely, arching his hips and making her gasp. “Make me come!”

“I--don’t know how,” she whispered shyly. His handsome face was taut, his eyes scorching pools of obsidian. He bent his head to suckle her breasts, nipping lightly at the sensitive peaks. Her fingers slid into damp hair and clutched him to her. “My love,” she breathed. “Show me what to do.”

“Fuck, Leigh!” he cried in anguish. Sebastian grasped her hips and urged her body to slide up and down on his cock. “Like that,” he groaned. “That’s it.”

Ashleigh let out a shuddering breath as her hips began a sensual dance. He flung his head back, his mouth open and she gasped at his fangs. She’d felt them on her throat and wondered what it would be like to have him drink from her. But for now, she was incapable of intelligent thought as she rode him gently at first, wanting to savor the sinful sensations rippling up and down her body. Seeing him in the throes of passion emboldened her further and Ashleigh didn’t hold back, riding him just as he’d ridden her, wanting him to know she owned him body and soul.

“Leigh,’ he moaned, arching his hips and thrusting up into her. She whimpered as his cock began surging upward, stroking the vaginal walls, and driving her insane with lust. “Faster, Leigh!” Sebastian panted. “I’m coming,”

Ashleigh gasped and clutched the sides of the tub. Water was sloshing everywhere, but she didn’t care. She increased her pace, massaging her clit against the base of his shaft. She could feel him swelling within her, increasing her agony. “It feels so good,” she sobbed.

“Come here,” he gasped, clutching at her wet body. He grasped her hips and forced her to take all of him. “Scream for me, Leigh!”

“No!” she panted, wincing at the aching fullness. But it was too late. His final thrust sent her reeling over the edge of sanity, and a scream emerged from parted lips. Her arms clutched at him desperately, trying to stifle her whimpers against his mouth as an excruciating orgasm tore through her. Ashleigh fell limp against Sebastian and was hardly conscious of his cries as he bucked beneath her.

They fell limp against each other, panting and staring wide-eyed in wonder. Sebastian towelled them off and carried her back to bed. Ashleigh woke in his arms to find him staring at the ceiling. “What’s wrong?”

He kissed her cheek. “I just love you that’s all.”

“Am I the girl you said you loved?”

“Of course, silly. Who’d you think it was?”

Giggling, Ashleigh pulled his head down to kiss him. “I was jealous.”

“You were?”

“Uh-huh,” she giggled, hugging him to her. “I wanted to scratch her eyes out.”

Sebastian laughed softly, taking a finger and drawing lightly on her skin. “I love having you in my arms. Leigh.”

“When did you know,” she sighed, nibbling his ear. “Details!”

He laughed, enjoying the feel of her naked skin against him. “I don’t know. It just sort of crept up on me.” Sebastian dipped his head to suckle her breasts and grinned when she arched her back. “And you, Leigh?”

Ashleigh moaned softly, curling her hands through his hair as he sucked her. “I don’t know. I’ve always thought…you were handsome.” He took the nipple into the hot cavern of his mouth drawing it between his teeth. “Oh!” she cried, feeling a hand slide between her thighs. A soft gasp broke from her lips as he massaged the swollen folds, his thumb circling the tender clit with deliberate slowness. She bit down on his lip and arched her hips into his fingers. “What... are you doing?” she panted, shuddering as he made her come.

“Loving you,” he breathed, swirling his tongue around a taut peak..”Your body was made for this. For me.” Sebastian sank his teeth gently into her skin. “Don’t be afraid, Leigh. Just a little.”

“Not...afraid,” she said on a sobbing gasp, peering down as if in a dream while he drank from her breast. “Not...too much, please.” But she couldn’t deny that it felt deliciously sinful to have him drink from her body. She wondered vaguely if Damien did the same thing to her mother. 
 “He doesn’t.” Sebastian grinned, wiping his lips. “Dad finds it distasteful.”

“How did you know what I was thinking?”

He kissed her mouth and Ashleigh could taste the remnants of her own blood, salty sweet and coppery. “Only with your permission, sweet.” Sebastian hovered over her and traced where the rivulet of blood began trickling down her chest with his tongue. “Any regrets, lovely Leigh?”’

She shook her head. “But what do we do when Mom gets back? I have to be with you.”

“I know.” He clasped her close. “We’ll figure something out. Like a passionate affair. We’ll meet in secret and jump each other’s bones in the library.”

Ashleigh giggled. “That sounds like fun. And what else?”

“I have an apartment in Manhattan. You’re supposed to take that field trip in May.”

“That’s true.” She reached up to trace a finger lovingly down his perfect nose. “And will you turn yourself into fog and steal in my bedroom at night?”

“I can do that,” he laughed. Then he said without a trace of humor, “Are you still on the pill?”

“How did you know?”

“Mom told me you had painful periods.” Ashleigh turned over, feeling uncomfortable that her mother discussed her reproductive organs with her stepbrother. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing. Just you and Mom feel it necessary to discuss my uterus in private that’s all.”

“I have just intimately acquainted myself with your lovely body and you’re angry over that?”

“No, not really,” she admitted. “What
if
I get pregnant?”

“Then I’ll marry you.”

“Dad will kill us both, so you needn’t bother.”

“Don’t!” He reached for her. “It would have happened sooner or later.”

Her eyes widened. “You think so?”

Sebastian nodded, stroking her hair. “Think I could have stayed away from you much longer?”

Ashleigh nestled close against him. “I’m not ashamed, Bastian, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“I know, love.”

“How do we keep it a secret? Dad is getting better.”

“I don’t know.” Sebastian kissed her softly and wrapped himself around her. “Don’t worry so much. We’ll figure out something.”

Ashleigh lay awake listening to the quiet drum of his heart and desperately wanted to believe it. But sooner or later they would have to face the wrath of their father and woe unto anyone caught in the crosshairs.

She moaned as he entered and arched her hips in delight. “Bastian,” she gasped, reaching to stroke her aching breasts.

“Marry me,” he rasped, kissing her hotly. “He... can’t do anything if... we’re married.”

“I’ll marry you,” she sobbed with joy, and pulled him closer as if that were possible. “Make me your wife!”

“Leigh,” he groaned, sitting up and pulling her with him. “Hold tight, love.”

“Yes!” She threw her head back mewling in delight when he cupped her bottom. Her tongue laved his ear, and she pressed possessive kisses over his face and throat.

Sebastian growled low and moved her hips swiftly, urging her to take all of him. Her breath caught on a shuddering gasp as he sank his teeth into her shoulder, and allowed her own teeth to nip at his chin and mouth, drawing blood of her own. “Harder,” he panted. “Take me, Leigh!”

“You’re so big,” she sobbed, clutching at his body. “I don’t... think I can.”

Letting out a tortured groan, Sebastian pushed her onto her back and wrapped her long legs around his hips. She whimpered softly as he thrust into her. “Closer,” Ashleigh panted. “Let me hold you.”

“Wife,” he rasped, licking and sucking her breasts. “All of me, Ashleigh. Take me into your hot little cunt.”

She reached out and clung to him, urging him on in sobbing gasps. “Harder,” she begged. “My love,” Ashleigh moaned as he slid out, circled his hips and slammed back into her.

There was something frantic in his thrusts, something desperate and Ashleigh screamed as the final surge into her body sent her over the precipice. The orgasm was unlike anything she’d ever experienced and she clawed and bit at Sebastian. He kissed her wildly and pumped away until he gasped and shuddered.

Panting and exhausted in the aftermath, Ashleigh couldn’t muster the strength to pull the blanket over them. Sebastian kissed her hair and did it for her.

“Sore, love?” he whispered in her ear.

“Hmm?” she sighed. “Very.”

“I guess we’ll have to wait until our honeymoon,” he quipped.

“Where will we go?” she asked sleepily.

Sebastian chuckled. “I don’t know. Wherever you want, sweet.”

“I love you,” Ashleigh murmured against his chest.

“Go to sleep, wife,” Sebastian said hoarsely, wishing he could hold her like this forever.

Their joy was short-lived when Kate called telling them their father wanted them in London. “Take the next plane out. I’ve made all the arrangements.”

“Sure, mom,” Sebastian said, glancing at his fiancee with something akin to dread. “No sweat. Next plane out.” He hung up and winced. “Where’s Van Helsing when you need him?”

“Oh, Bastian!” Ashleigh wept. He took her in his arms. “It’ll be alright, love. You’ll see. Dad just wants to see us.”

“He knows!” she gulped, weeping into his shirt. “We shouldn’t....”

“Don’t say that!” he said viciously, giving her a little shake. “We’ll get married, Leigh, Right now. Today!”

“How?” she croaked. “Where?”