Chapter 36
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
NAV
Arena was watching me. Why? Had she changed her mind? Was she thinking of leaving?
I glanced at her again. Her gaze lifted from my waist to my face. Did she want me to put a shirt on too?
“The Spam smells done,” she said, looking amused.
I realized the pan was smoking and quickly turned it off.
She sat up straighter as I brought a plate of food over for her.
“Thank you.”
Her fingers trailed over mine as she took it. Her gaze wasn’t filled with disgust or fear, but with desire.
“You’re welcome.”
Could she hear the desperation in my voice?
Even after spending the entire night inside of her, I wanted her again. I would never stop wanting her. Did she want me again too?
I turned back to the stove, rubbing my chest. The hope that she would stay was making it ache. I made my plate and joined her.
“So what are your plans for today?” she asked.
I swallowed hard, watching her lips close over her fork. As she chewed, she started to smile.
“Your pupils are getting really big again,” she said. “What were you thinking about?”
Under the table, I rubbed my hands against my shorts. Angel said we shouldn’t share our fantasies with a female until they were ours. Was Arena mine?
“The longer you stay quiet, the more my imagination runs wild. What if I tell you what I’m thinking?”
I nodded.
“Last night was amazing, but it was missing one thing.” She took another bite.
I couldn’t look away from her mouth as I waited for her to tell me what she needed.
“A break in your control. You were very careful with me, which I appreciate, but I want to feel what it’s like when you lose control. Because of me. Because you want me so much you can’t think straight.”
I already wanted her that much and wasn’t sure what it meant that she didn’t know that. Should I tell her?
“I’ve been imagining what it would take to get you there. You were close the last time I tasted you. You held me in place as you came, making me swallow it all.”
My cock jerked in my shorts at the memory even as I flushed with guilt. I looked down at my untouched food.
“I’m sorry. I—”
“For what? I loved it, Nav. But you were careful even then, not letting go, but also not using my mouth like you wanted. What if I told you I wanted you to pin me to a wall and enter me from behind while biting my shoulder?”
My blood started pounding in my ears.
“Would you do that for me?”
I wanted to warn her my teeth were too sharp. Instead, I nodded.
“But would it be enough to make you lose control?” She considered me thoughtfully as she chewed and swallowed another bite.
“I don’t think it would. I want to see you lose control, Nav.
I want to feel it. Feel you inside of me the moment you snap.
I want to know that you want me so much you can’t stop even if you tried. ”
My hands started to shake with understanding, and the sound of blood rushing in my ears grew louder.
Arena wanted me. She wanted to know that I was hers and only hers.
The smile that pulled at her lips called to me. I needed her mouth.
She squeaked when I tugged her from her chair. Her fork clattered to the plate.
“If you tell me to stop, I will, no matter what,” I said. Then I kissed her savagely, not giving her a chance to voice anything.
Unleashing my need, I devoured her mouth and walked her to the hallway, pinning her back to the wall. She was panting when I broke the kiss and sank to my knees. She let out a startled gasp, and her hands flew to my head as I hooked her legs over my shoulders.
The sound she made as I tongued her drove my hunger. I needed more. More whimpers. More wetness. I needed her ready as quickly as possible.
I withdrew when her channel started to twitch against my tongue.
She whimpered as I stood, a small sound of protest that I swallowed with a kiss.
I kicked off my shorts. She groaned into my mouth and wrapped her legs around my waist. The head of my cock jerked against her entrance, demanding the tight squeeze of her heat.
When I pulled back to meet her gaze, her lips were parted and wet as she panted for air. Her gaze met mine as I entered her in one slow stroke.
Her breath left her in a long, drawn-out moan, and she closed her eyes.
“Look at me, Arena,” I demanded, capturing the back of her head.
Her lids fluttered open, and her gaze locked on mine. Her smile was sleepy and sweet as I withdrew and carefully thrust in again.
“That’s still controlled,” she said, reaching for my ears.
Her fingers dragged along the tip, sending a molten bolt of heat through me. Reason fled. The remnants of the control that whispered for me to be cautious, to take things slow, shattered.
Gripping her hips, I withdrew to the tip and thrust in.
Her lips curved with satisfaction that demanded more.
So I did it again. And again. Pounding into her as her fingers toyed with my ears. The warning tingle spread, tightening my balls.
She started making little squeaking noises. Her channel clenching around me.
With a roar, I thrust deep and began emptying myself into the hot fist of her pussy. My hips jerked forward with each spurt. The tingle turned to an itch and then faded as the grip of my release eased. Before I could withdraw, her fingers returned to tease my ears, goading me to keep going.
Already slick with my seed, her pussy hungrily welcomed a second orgasm within minutes. She cried out, arching against me, her tight, clenching channel triggering another release from me.
Buried deep, I finished emptying myself and pressed my forehead to hers, breathing heavily.
Limp, her hands fell to my shoulders.
“Did I hurt you?” I asked.
“No. That was so perfect, Nav.”
She kissed my nose then rested her head on my shoulder. I’d exhausted her. I could feel it in the loose, relaxed way she clung to me.
Kissing her temple, I carried her to the shower and washed her again. She cuddled against me the whole time, pressing little kisses to my chest.
The water started to cool. I turned it off and dried her carefully.
“I’m so glad I’m staying,” she said.
Hope made my chest tight. Hope that she meant it. Hope that she wouldn’t change her mind. Hope that she would stay with me forever. My hand drifted over her stomach as I dried her, and I imagined it growing round with a baby. I wanted that so badly. With her. Only with Arena.
Her fingers found the tip of my ear, and I glanced up at her.
The knowing smile on her lips made my knees weak.
“So your ears drive you wild, huh?”
I grunted, fighting not to flush.
“Good to know. That’s a lot easier than trying to talk dirty to you.”
Her stomach growled again, a reminder of the meal I’d interrupted.
“I’ll get you a shirt,” I said.
Her fingers trailed along my jaw. “Why? It’s just you and me today, isn’t it? I like the way you look at me when I’m not wearing anything.”
My gaze flicked to her breasts, and I leaned in to kiss the tip of each one. She encouraged me, using her hands to direct my attention, but avoiding my ears.
When her stomach growled again, I rose and tossed the damp towel over the shower rod. We would need it again later.
I led her out to the kitchen where she finished her meal sitting on my lap. She wiggled a lot. I liked it. Her folds spread their wetness over my length, but I knew I couldn’t take her again. I could feel her heat. Her pussy needed a rest.
We were still at the table when I heard a knock on the door.
Arena flew off my lap and ran for the bedroom.
Chuckling and cock wet with her juices, I stood and went to open the door for Belak.
But…
It wasn’t Belak.
Two females stood outside.
The one screamed and hid behind the other. I winced, my gaze going to the one in front who looked equally startled, but not afraid. Her gaze slid down the length of me, locking on my cock. My hands darted forward to cover it as the female bit her bottom lip, her gaze returning to mine.
“Are you Nav?” she asked, smiling slightly.
Why was she smiling? Most females hurried away. Was she going to tell Arena she saw my cock?
“I am,” I said, uncertain.
“We’d like to talk to Arena, please. If we’re not interrupting anything.”
“You’re not!” Arena yelled from the bedroom. “Just give me a second.”
The first woman glanced at my hands.
“It’s a little late for that,” she said. “I think I get why she was so willing to stay now, though.”
I heard Arena’s approach and glanced back at her.
“Here,” she said, handing me a clean pair of shorts.
I took them, keeping one hand in front of me.
“Lettie, he’s fine. You need to control your breathing, or you’re going to pass out,” Arena said, moving around me to bring the frightened woman inside. “Nav, would you mind stepping out for a few minutes so I can calm her down?”
I grunted and skirted around the tall female. Her slow smile and knowing, sharp gaze made me uncomfortable when it dipped to my hand.
“See you soon, Nav,” she said, closing the door.
I stepped into the shorts and glanced at the window, seeing Arena in a clean T-shirt, guiding the frightened one to the couch.
“What are you guys doing here?” Arena asked. “And how did you find us? Aren’t there infected all over town?”
“No, it’s like a ghost town out there. Not an infected, whole or dismembered, in sight between here and the docks.”
Belak had worked quickly to clear the way, but I knew he hadn’t gotten them all. He’d left the main group by the supplies so they’d be guarded. I would need to warn them to stay away from that side of town. Actually, it would be better if they waited for us at the docks instead of—
“We saw the arrows when we got to the road.”
“Arrows?”
I frowned, remembering that I’d removed them.
“Yeah, they looked fresh. We thought you left them.”
Belak must have remade the marks. Dangerous to do with the humans who tried to take Arena still close by. But I understood why. He wanted these females to be able to find me if they needed me.
“I didn’t leave them,” Arena said.
“Oh, well then I guess we risked our lives for nothing. We thought you were ready to leave or something.”
I scowled at the woman through the window until I heard a distant gunshot.
Frowning, I faced north, trying to determine if it was from the super store, or…
Another shot rang out.
It had come from the direction of the docks.