Marisa Chenery - Roan's Fall

Ansley fiddled with her fork. “Two years. I’ve been a hair stylist for five. Where I work now pays more than the first place I worked. What about you? What do you do for a living?”

Roan had to think about that one. He didn’t work per se. He’d spent hundreds of years training to be one of the protectors to the foretold one. The majority of his adult life had been spent training with a sword while he waited with his brothers and sister for the foretold one to be born. And it wasn’t as if any of them needed to work. Being alive as long as he had, a person tended to accumulate more than enough money over the years. Plus it helped that Dirk, one of his other brothers-in-arms, had a knack for investing. In the end, he said, “You could say I’m in the protection business.”

Ansley’s gaze skipped across his chest and shoulders before she looked back up at his face. “Let me guess, you’re a bodyguard. You’re certainly strong enough to be one.”

“You could say I’m a bodyguard.”

“Have you guarded anyone famous?”

“Ah … no. No one famous. Right now I’m in between jobs.” Roan hated having to lie to Ansley, but until she knew what he truly was, this little white lie wouldn’t do her any harm.

At that point the waitress showed up with their food. Roan dug into his steak with gusto. It wasn’t as rare as he liked his meat to be, but other than that, it tasted good. As all werewolves did, he liked his meat to barely touch a pan, and so rare it could practically get up and walk off his plate.

Roan lifted his eyes to see if Ansley enjoyed her salad. When their gazes collided, he felt his cock go instantly rock hard. Ansley hadn’t touched her salad. She stared at him as if she wanted to eat him instead. Just like that he forgot about his food, almost forgot where they were. With her heated gaze locked with his, he wanted nothing more than to throw her on the table and sink his aching cock inside her. Knowing if Ansley continued to stare at him in that way he would more than likely forget himself, Roan decided the hell with the whole date thing. If he didn’t get a taste of Ansley soon he would go insane. His wolf didn’t like being restrained. Having his mate nearby and unable to touch her made the wolf throw back his head and howl. Roan kept his gaze locked with Ansley’s. “How about we take our food back to your place? I’m suddenly in the mood for some privacy,” he said in a gruff voice. Ansley licked her lips and nodded. The smell of her arousal washed over him, making his cock grow even harder. Pulling his gaze away, Roan caught the eye of their waitress and signaled her over. Ten minutes later he ushered Ansley out of the restaurant while he carried their packaged food in a plastic bag. He only took long enough to give Ansley a hard kiss before he left her and got into his car. As he followed behind her, he prayed she didn’t live too far from the restaurant.

Ansley checked her rearview mirror to make sure Roan still drove behind her. He was. She tried to take a deep, steadying breath, but that did nothing to stop her heart from pounding with excitement. When she and Roan had locked eyes across the table at the restaurant, she’d known exactly what they were going to do once they reached her apartment. Her body had reacted in the most elemental way when he’d said he wanted some privacy in his gruff voice. Not usually one to hop in the sack with a guy she had just met, Ansley knew Roan would be the exception. Whenever around him, her body seemed to be in a perpetual state of arousal.

At her apartment, she stuck her arm out the car window and motioned for Roan to park his car in the visitor parking on the opposite end of the parking lot. She pulled into her space and got out of her car. She’d just closed the car door when two large hands landed on her shoulders. With a yelp she turned to find Roan standing behind her. For the second time that day he had been able to come up behind her without her hearing him. She looked around him to see his Lexus parked at the far end of the parking lot.

“How did you get over here so fast?”

“I ran.”

He must have run pretty fast to get over to her so quickly. She let Roan take her hand and lead her over to the front entrance of her apartment building. Now that she had him here, Ansley started to have second thoughts, but not about sleeping with Roan. Her second thoughts stemmed from her inviting him back to her place. Her small one bedroom apartment probably didn’t compare to where Roan lived. With her salary, Ansley had been lucky to afford this apartment and it could in no way be called fancy. More on the cheap side, it had no secured entrance or an underground parking garage. It didn’t even have an elevator since the apartment building only had three floors. If Roan noticed the lack of an elevator as Ansley led him up the stairs to her third floor apartment, he didn’t say anything. Once she had her apartment door unlocked, she pushed it open and went inside. Roan followed behind her. Ansley flipped on a light and turned to find Roan locking the door behind them. His eyes did a quick scan of the apartment before his gaze returned to her.

She gave him a half smile. “I know it’s small, and probably not what you’re used to, but it’s all I can afford right now. I’m trying to save money so I can to open my own shop sometime in the future.”

Roan moved to put their food on her small kitchen table before he came to stand in front of her. “I didn’t come here to check out your apartment, Ansley. I came here to be with you.”

He pulled her into his arms. His lips took hers in a heated kiss. Ansley let her keys and purse fall to the floor before she wrapped her arms around Roan’s neck. Her body liquefied as he licked and then gently bit her bottom lip before he pushed his tongue inside her mouth. Ansley went up on her toes and pushed closer to Roan. He was so much taller he had to practically bend over to kiss her.

As Roan increased the pressure of his lips, Ansley sucked on his tongue and threaded her fingers through his long hair at the back of his neck. Roan picked her off her feet and continued to kiss her as he walked over to her couch. He laid her on it then followed her down. The couch barely accommodated the both of them. Roan positioned them so they both lay on their sides with him on the very edge.

Ansley threw her leg over Roan’s hip. He let his hand trail down her side to the bottom of her t-shirt. He shoved his hand under it and cupped her breast through her bra. His thumb rubbed back and forth across her already taut nipple. When she moaned and pressed her breast closer, Roan took hold of her shirt then pulled it over her head. He threw it over his shoulder onto the floor. Her bra quickly followed. Roan rolled her nipple between his thumb and index finger while he nibbled his way along her jaw. Needing to feel his skin next to hers, Ansley grabbed the bottom of his tshirt and lifted it to his chin. Roan lifted his head only long enough pull it off before he made a trail of kisses down to her breast. Wetness leaked from her pussy into her panties, soaking them. He lifted her breast in his hand and circled her nipple with his tongue just before he sucked it deep inside his mouth. With each pull of his mouth Ansley felt a corresponding pull in her sex. She clenched her strong inner muscles as her body readied itself to be filled.

Ansley gasped. Roan alternated between sucking and flicking her nipple with his tongue. She felt the hard length of his cock pressed against the inside of her thigh. Wanting to feel just how big he was, she reached down and cupped him through his jeans. A low growl rumbled out of Roan’s throat from deep down in his chest as she stroked him. He dragged his teeth lightly over her nipple. She undid his jeans and reached inside to wrap her hand around his thick shaft.