GRAVE DESIRES: FATED MATES

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"Nah," Roxie said, trying to pull away, "Come on, Walker. We don't have time for that."

"For what?"

"That..."

"Fucking?" Walker snickered as he dragged her along, "Yeah, I could probably catch a quickie with you in the janitor's closet, but I want something else."

"I'm not doing your bidding. It's probably something disgusting."

"Only if your pussy smells like fish."

"What?"

"You gave me the best blow job I've ever had yesterday and I'm man enough to admit it so now I am returning the favor."

Roxie followed him out to the back lot—her adrenaline pumping, hormones raging.

"You don't have to be so obvious," Walker chuckled, sensing her arousal.

"I can't help that, moron."

Walker held her hand as if it was the most natural thing in the world as they hopped into his Camaro and raced off into the afternoon sun.

"Where are we going?"

"That cabin I told you about."

"I have to be back on time to pick up my mom."

"I won't eat you out all afternoon, mouse."

She pushed her thighs together—the sting at her core was throbbing.

"Fraternizing with the enemy kinda turns you on, doesn't it?" Walker asked as they drove for a while, "I know it turns me on."

"You're taking me out of class to pleasure me?"

"Sure, why not?"

"But...why?"

"Especially now that you've got an invite—there's no way we're mated so why not have some fun before we're tied down?"

"But why with me?"

"I can't answer that because I don't know."

"Tell me about your sisters," Roxie asked, knowing it could cause a ripple, "I know you told me not to pry, I just want to have a conversation."

Walker sighed and rolled his eyes.

"They were my best friends and they were ripped away from me on a dark and rainy afternoon," Walker began, "My mom was doing the best that she could with us—having my father as a husband. He made her try for me—having had three girls beforehand. His outlook on women is bleak."

"I see.."

"Do you?" Walker asked, "He didn't care that they died. I could have sworn he was happy to have them gone."

"Did he ever love her?"

"No, she had money."

"That's depressing."

"Yep."

"What if you get with Felicity?"

"Then I'll take care of her the way a man is suppposed to do."

Roxie shifted uncomfortably in her seat and considering that Walker hadn't let her hand go, he could see her thoughts—it was a rare occurrence, but he could do it when his body allowed.

"Jealous?"

"I'm not the one who made a scene in the cafeteria about what I was wearing."

"Fair enough. When I get jealous, I show it. No big deal."

"It is a big deal. I don't need to cover up for anyone."

"We're not going over this again."

Walker snarled as he whipped the Camaro into the driveway and a beautiful little cabin stood.

"This is pretty and right on the river!" Roxie said, excitement exuding from her. Walker felt it and it made his heart happy. His heart was never happy and that also made him nervous.

"Well, let's go inside and make ourselves at home, shall we?" Walker rushed around the car and opened her door, helping Roxie out and escorting her into the cozy, little cabin.

"This is very nice, Walker," Roxie smiled, "I love the river so much. My dad used to come out here and paint with me."

"Did he?" Walker watched as she peered outside the back window at the flowing river, "My mom used to take us kayaking. Dad never wanted to go, obviously."

"Your mom seems like she was a nice lady," Roxie said, not taking her eyes off the river, "I wish things had been different even though I like Maddy."

"I do, too, but I didn't come here to talk about that," Walker said, brushing up against her backside, "I came to do something else."

"Where do you want me?"

Without thought, Walker lifted her into his arms and took her to the back bedroom—the master bedroom with the biggest bed she'd ever seen.

"Will this work?" Walker asked, placing her on the bed gently and pulling her clogs off, "I want control over you, but I won't take it without your consent."

"OK.." Roxie whispered as she fumbled with the button on her jeans, "I..."

"Don't tell me you trust me because I know you don't," Walker said, tossing his shirt off, "This is only for you today, little mouse, but soon I'll have my cock so far up in you that you won't even remember your fucking name."

"Yes..." Roxie unzipped her pants as Walker tugged them off, along with her panties.

"I see you're already wet for me,"Walker smiled as he crawled in between her legs and settled in, spreading her legs so he could get a prime view of her pussy, "You smell amazing and I already know what you taste like anyway—like a dessert I'd eat all day long."

"Or at least until the ball?"

"My balls are on fire."

"They have medicine for that."

Without warning, Walker lapped at her clit with his tongue—Roxie's back arching off the bed, her thighs quivering, head tossed onto the pillow and her eyes closed. She wasn't expecting the invasion so soon, but she welcomed it.

"Walker.." she moaned as the man licked her slit up and down and down and up, feasting on her as her arousal dripped from her core, "Oh..."

He dug his fingers into her hips, pulling himself deeper into her hole, nibbling the sensitive bundle of nerves and watching her from his view. He'd never wanted someone so badly in his life.

"I...oh shit.." Roxie placed her hands on his head to hold him in place as Walker continued his mission to pleasure her, "I—oh god—I think I'm about to come."

A low growl chimed from his chest as the first orgasm rushed through Roxie's body, her sweet juices coating his tongue as she let out a small mewl.

"Gimme one more," Walker demanded as he came up for air, licking his lips and smiling at her. She wasn't looking at him—she was too busy coming down from her high, "One more and then we'll go."

"One more?" Roxie panted as Walker dove in one more time, suckling and suckling, his tongue plunging in and out—and for good measure—he added two fingers while continuing his attack on her clit.

It took her mere seconds to hit her climax again.

"Fuck...me...." Roxie whimpered as Walker slurped up the remains of her arousal, grinning from ear to ear at how spent she was.

"Fucking you is the next item on my to-do list, little mouse."

Walker hovered over her now, his body in between her open center, face close to hers—lips almost touching, but not quite.

She looked up at him as her eyes turned green again and his golden orbs narrowed.

"And when I take you, I will take you so hard that even when I'm not in you, you'll still feel me inside of you."