“I don’t know. Maybe you know my uncle Devlin? Di and Grayson knew him, so maybe you do too. We kind of look alike.”
Her face went ashen and she stood upright.
“Devlin? Devlin Stratton is your uncle?”
“Yeah. Did you know him?”
Irna gulped and nodded her head. “You could say that. Dinner is at 6:30. Breakfast and dinner are usually a family-style thing, so we all eat together. See you two later.”
With that she left, closing the door in a hurry.
Weird.
“What do you think her problem was?” I turned to face Xan and asked him.
“My guess? She knew Devlin and she didn’t want to be reminded of that. Maybe they were together at one point or something.”
I stared out the window and thought about that for a second. Dev was gay, so him with a woman wasn’t likely. But he did tell me about a mate, a female he denied. Oh shit. It must be her. She was supposed to be in Europe or something, but anything was possible.
“I think you’re right,” I sighed. Life just couldn’t be simple.
Xan wrapped his arms around my shoulders, bringing me into his chest. “I usually am. Baby, why don’t you do your thing so we can relax for a bit, huh?”
I looked up at him in confusion, then it dawned on me. He wanted me to spell the room so no one would be able to enter. I learned the spell from Dev’s book and had been using it everywhere we decided to rest as added protection.
I nodded and pulled away from my mate, walking into the center of the room.
“Bon vorta tiamos.”
The words were spoken softly, but clearly. A ripple of power moved from my center out to the walls, doors, windows, ceiling, and floor of the room, sealing us in.
“You’re getting good at that,” my mate told me and reached for his bag. “You want to shower first, last, or at the same time?”
I tilted my head and gave him an incredulous look. Silly dragon.
Without actually answering, I reached for the hem of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. I dropped it on the floor next to me and turned around, heading for the bathroom while I reached behind me for my bra’s clasp. Before I had a chance to unhook it, my hands were pushed aside and replaced with larger, familiar ones. His mouth found the crook of my neck as he slid the bra forward, sliding it off my arms and dropping it to the floor.
He reached around, palming my breasts and pushing them together in the same movement. I smiled and closed my eyes because feeling his hands on me was heaven, especially when it was something like that. My mate knew exactly what felt good and what felt incredible. He was a master of my body and used it to my advantage whenever he could.
Xan continued walking me forward until we got to the bathroom door, where he stopped and turned me around so our backs were against the opposite sides of the frame. The wood felt rough against my back, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was the shifter in front of me and what he was doing to me.
“So fuckin’ gorgeous,” he murmured against my collarbone as he worked his way down, sucking and licking my skin. “So milky white and perfect. All for me…”
He kneeled down in front of me, kissing my stomach as his nimble fingers unbuttoned my jeans and worked them down my legs. I lifted one foot at a time, allowing him to remove the offending clothing easier.
He continued working his way down toward my left inner thigh, bringing my leg up and over his shoulder as his mouth found my sensitive heat. He licked, sucked, and nibbled around my pussy, never using anything other than his mouth to give me pleasure. It was maddening and exciting all at the same time. I didn’t know what he was going to do next, but I did know for a fact, whatever it was, it would feel damn good.
When I was a moaning, weak mess, Xander removed my leg from his shoulder and stood up, kissing me soundly. I could taste myself on his tongue and that only made me more excited.
His hands worked on his pants and underwear, pulling them down and off his body, followed by his shirt so he was as naked as I was. Having him naked in front of me, underneath me, behind me… it was always my ultimate goal when it came to us, and my mate never left me disappointed.
“Hang onto the doorframe, baby,” he told me.
I didn’t really understand his command and my face showed it until he lifted me up, lining my pussy with his cock and pulling me straight down onto it. I leaned back into the doorframe and my fingers curled around the small ledge of wood at the top, giving me the support I needed while Xan knifed in and out of me.
It was new and something I didn’t expect, but from that angle, it all felt so amazing. It didn’t matter my fingers began to cramp up within minutes of the pounding I was taking. I didn’t care. I stared into Xan’s beautiful eyes and came undone in front of him. He followed right behind me and his movements slowed until he was spent.
He lifted me off of his cock and slid me back down to Earth, kissing my neck and shoulder as he did it.
“My world,” he murmured against my skin.
“And you’re mine,” I replied, because it was the truth.
Chapter Four
Xander and I walked into the dining room feeling more refreshed and relaxed than we had been since running from Dev and Ainsley’s. We knew we weren’t exactly safe being there in a strange place, knowing no one, but we at least knew we were the safest we could be at
