Oh. There was the passion. Travis slid a hand down her back, pressing her closer to him. With them being almost the same height, his erection was hard against her mound. Brynna wrapped her right leg around his hips, needing to get even closer than they already were. She needed him inside her.
Travis broke the kiss, his breathing heavy. “Wait.”
Chapter Five
Travis couldn’t believe what was happening. Now he understood why Banyan had questioned him about his feelings for Brynna. The fact that she’d waited to tell him the truth warmed his heart. Being around other Gargoyles, Travis had heard all about the mate bond and how hard it was to not claim each other immediately. Travis knew he was drawn to Brynna from the start, but he chalked that up to her being her. As he’d told both her and her brother, she was amazing. There was no other word for her. Well, there were plenty he could come up with, but that one encapsulated the female. Whether they were mates or not, he still would have been enraptured with her. But he had to wonder whether she would have chosen him. He now understood exactly how Trevor felt when Jasper claimed him as his mate. Travis also knew not to doubt the bond, because it would do no good.
In the grand scheme of things, Travis was nobody special, but he had been chosen for a reason, and he thanked the fates he wasn’t sure he believed in along with every higher power out there.
“I thought you wanted me.” Brynna dropped her leg to the ground and took a step back.
“Oh, I do. And as much as I’d love to take you here and now, I’d prefer we go to one of our bedrooms so we have a little privacy.”
Brynna blew out her breath and smiled. “Our bedroom. Now.” When they got to Brynna’s bedroom, she tugged him inside and closed the door. “We’re going to move your things in here later, because once I claim you, this room, this house, everything I have will belong to you as well. Please tell me you want that.”
“I do. But uh, can you explain how this works? I know you bite me, but do I have to do anything to you?”
“No. Since you’re human, my bite is all it takes for the bond to be complete.” Brynna gripped the hem of his T-shirt and yanked it over his head. Travis would have laughed at her impatience if he didn’t feel the same. Brynna pointed at his pants. “Off. Now.” She removed the dress she was wearing, and Travis’s hands faltered on his zipper. Brynna was flawless standing there in her matching pink satin bra and panties. “Travis!” He snapped his eyes up to hers. “Oh, screw it.” Her claws came out, and with one quick slash, his jeans were shredded at his feet.
Travis slapped his hands over his dick, which had gone from achingly hard to running as far away from the claws as possible. Okay, not literally, but fuck! “Holy shit! You could’ve castrated me.”
“Sorry, but you were just standing there.”
“Yes, admiring your body. Please don’t ever do that again.”
“I won’t. I promise. Sorry, I got a little carried away. Wow.” Brynna stepped closer, running a long, manicured nail – not a claw, thank goodness – down his chest. “Why have I never seen you without a shirt?” She licked her lips as she pressed both palms to his pecs. “Odin, you’re hot.”
Travis had never been called hot in his life. He tried his best to stay in shape, but he was nothing like Banyan, Uri, or the other muscled Goyles. The lust in Brynna’s eyes was enough to tell him she meant what she said. He slipped a finger under the strap of her bra and lowered it before doing the same to the other side. He’d never been the kind of guy who learned to pop the fastening with one hand, but he had seen Rachel remove hers enough times to know the mechanics. Brynna’s latched in the front, and when he released her breasts, his breath caught. Yes, he was a tits man, and hers were magnificent. He cupped them both in his palms, testing their weight.
Brynna arched into his hands, biting her bottom lip. When he rolled her nipples, she moaned. “Travis…” Still cradling the one in his left hand, Travis leaned forward and flicked the other nipple with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth. His dick had hardened as soon as he touched her bare skin, and the tip was leaking. Brynna wrapped her hand around his length, rubbing her thumb across the slit. When she stuck her thumb in her mouth tasting his precum, he thought he’d lose it right then and there.
“I need you inside me,” she husked.
Travis skimmed his hands down Brynna’s sides until he reached her panties. He slid his fingers under the thin band and pushed them down her long, toned legs, dropping to his knees as he went. He leaned in and pressed his nose to her trimmed hair and inhaled. God, she smelled good. He looked up at her as he slid two fingers inside her wetness and circled her clit with his thumb.
“Travis, please.” Brynna ran her fingers through his hair and tugged. He gently pushed against her stomach until she was sitting on the bed.
“Put your feet here,” he directed, lifting her ankles so her feet were flat against the mattress. With her in that position, Brynna was open for him. He reinserted his fingers, sliding in and out of her silkiness. Brynna, leaning on her elbows, tossed her head back as Travis increased the speed of his thrusts, hitting the spot he knew would drive her crazy. A girlfriend he had in college had been vocal in what she liked and what got her off. Theirs had been a quick fling, but she’d taught him a lot about the female body. For that, he was grateful. He had no doubt Brynna had many lovers over the years, but he was confident in his abilities to please her. His cock wasn’t the longest or the thickest, but he knew what to do with it. He knew how to use his fingers and tongue as well. He might be shy outside of the bedroom, but in it? He was confident and brazen.
Travis continued his assault on her pussy until she was coming apart around his fingers, soaking them. As he stood, Brynna remained propped up on one arm while pushing her hair off her face with her free hand. Travis wrapped his wet hand around his cock and stroked. “Now, you’re ready. Do you want slow or fast? Gentle or hard? Tell me, Bryn. I’ll give you anything you want.”
“We have all the time in the world for making love. Right now, I want your dick in me, claiming me. Hard and fast, Lover.”
“Scoot back,” Travis instructed, and Brynna moved so she was lying in the middle of the bed. She tossed the sham-covered pillows to the floor, then reclined with one knee bent. Travis crawled onto the bed and lowered his body onto hers. He didn’t make her wait. When he was between her legs, he lifted both and put her ankles over his shoulders. Travis pressed his cock to her opening and entered her in a single thrust.
“Yes,” Brynna grunted. As Travis set a quick pace, Brynna grabbed his biceps, her eyes locked on his. “Harder, Trav. I need to… Oh, gods”
It had been months since Travis had sex other than jerking off, and Brynna was tight around his cock. “I’m not going to last long,” he admitted. He would be ashamed of how quick his orgasm was threatening, but this was the best sex he’d ever had. Brynna’s core was gripping him tightly, her chest rising and falling with each stuttered breath.
“Are you sure you want to be my mate?” Brynna managed to ask.
“I’m sure.” And he was. A long future with this fabulous creature? Fuck yeah.