Tales of the Forbidden (15 page)

The hand moved from her mouth slowly, and Kera turned in his arms, wrapping both of hers around his neck. She cried softly into his sweater covered neck.

“God!” She gasped for breath, her mouth muffled slightly by his sweater. “What took you so fucking long?”

Devon chuckled, wrapped his arms tightly around Kera, and closed his eyes in bliss. “Call it a hit to my head.”

“Kera!” Cameron yelled. “You can’t run where I won’t find you, you fucking bitch!”

“Stay here,” Devon told Kera.

Kera reached out and held him again. “Don’t. Please don’t,”

she begged as she cried. “Don’t leave me.”

“Shhh.” Devon hugged her tightly again. “You’re safe. Helms will stay with you.” He kissed her gently before he nodded to Helms, who came over and started to look her injuries over.

Devon stood up keeping his eyes fixed on his cousin, and walked toward Cameron. He was almost on top of him before Cameron turned around. Shock spread all over his face when he looked at his cousin. Shock and fear.

“Now what, Cameron?” Devon asked quietly. “Where do we go from here?”

The shock on Cameron’s face disappeared and hatred replaced it. “You got everything, and I got shit!”

“You spoiled prick.”

“You took my inheritance! They gave you everything and gave me shit,” Cameron spit back, looking at Devon with so much hate Devon wondered if they had ever truly been close.

“Well, I am taking the one thing that is yours. I’m going to find her, fuck her good and hard, and then sell the bitch. Pay back everything I owe and get the fuck out of this dump.”

“I took your inheritance? You dick!” Devon yelled back. “I 124

had nothing to do with you pissing away the money you had.

You’re the one to blame. You were the one that went through your fucking money like it was water, not me. I’m the one that bailed out your sorry ass from every fucking shit-hole scam you came up with. Just like I’m going to now!”

“She’s mine, Devon! All you’re going to do is fuck her life up then dump her for the next one.” Cameron breathed out in a rush, his chest going up and down as he sucked more air in. “So I’m just speeding up the game and taking her off your hands.

Just like I took the others when you were finished.”

Devon saw Helms sneak out from behind the bush. He held a Tazer gun in his hand and pointed it at Cameron’s back.

“You won’t find her,” Devon told him calmly.

“And why the fuck won’t I?” Cameron sneered.

Devon examined his cousin with no emotion on his face.

“Because I already have her.”

Cameron looked at Devon like a man who had just lost everything. His arms dropped to his sides, and disappointment washed over his face. Helms shot the gun and about fifty thousand volts went through Cameron. He went down to the ground at Devon’s feet. Devon stared at him and felt pity for his cousin, pity for the man who had been like a brother to him as well as his best friend.

Devon headed back to the spot where he had left Kera. She was sitting on a log as one of Helms’s men checked over her ankle. When she looked up at him, a big smile spread across her face. For the first time since they had been together, he saw her light up when her eyes met his.

“Her ankle is in bad shape. I think it’s broken,” the guy said.

“Sure does hurt like a motherfucker,” she told them in a tired voice.

Devon knelt as the guy stood. He ran his hand over the now black-and-blue ankle lightly, and then touched the bruise on her cheek. Helms brought Cameron out from the brush with cuffs on.

When Devon glanced over his shoulder at him, Kera tapped him on the shoulder to bring his full attention back to her.

“Hey, can we go home now?” she asked with a sigh.

“That’s the first time you’ve called it home.” He smiled. “I like it.” Devon stood up with Kera in his arms. He kissed her with as 125

much love as he could. “I’ll carry you all the way back home, but for a price.”

She saw the teasing in his eyes and smiled. “Will an ‘I love you’ do?”

Devon smiled. “I thought you would never say it!” He kissed her again. “But just know this, my dear; I fell in love with you the first time I saw that temper come out. Man, it’s such a turn on for me!”

Kera laughed as Devon started the long walk home. “Then I’ll just have to make sure I throw things at you more often.”

“Just make sure it isn’t anything I can’t replace.”

She bit his ear. “I make no promises,” she whispered.

* * * *

Kera was lying on the bed, cleaned up, dressed in a pair of shorts and one of Devon’s shirts with her foot wrapped tightly in a bandage and propped up on a large stack of pillows. It throbbed. Throbbed like hell, actually. In the other room, Devon was taking a shower. She could hear the water, and in her mind she could see it trailing down his body. The thought alone had an effect on her that caused her to grin. “I hope that smile is for me.”

Kera looked up. Her grin turned into a bright smile when Devon came out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist.

“How’s the foot?” he asked, walking up, sitting down at the foot of the bed, and touching her ankle gently.

“Hurts like hell,” she answered with a tight smile.

“Well, a cracked bone tends to hurt.” He picked her foot up, pressing gently to check on the swelling. “In the morning, we will go to town. Helms thinks that all you will have to wear is a brace and not a complete cast, but I’m going to have the doc check you out anyway.”

Kera sat up gingerly, taking Devon’s face in her hands. She brought him down to her waiting lips, kissing him tenderly.

“Thank you,” she said against his lips.

Devon grinned. “You kiss me like that and I’m not going to be responsible for my actions.”

Kera grinned herself and chuckled. “Is that so?” She licked his bottom lip. “Does this mean I have my own weapon to use on 126

you?”

Devon chuckled then kissed her deeply. The kiss stole not only his breath but hers also. Their tongues dueled as Kera pulled Devon down on top of her.

Devon broke the kiss and rested his forehead on hers, breathing as though he had run a mile. “Don’t get something started that can’t be finished.”

Sensing he burned with need, Kera wiggled under him and wrapped her uninjured leg around his waist. “Who says it can’t be finished?”

Devon growled. “Are you sure? Your ankle hurts like hell, you said.”

“Yes, but I want you more so I’ll ignore the pain,” she saucily replied.

In a flash, he yanked the shorts that Kera was wearing off, tossing them over his shoulder. Devon then sat up on the side of the bed, taking Kera with him.

Sitting on his lap with legs hanging on his sides, Kera pulled her shirt over her head. The moment she was free of the garment she kissed him deep, pressing her body as close as she could get.

Devon skimmed his hands down her chest, cupping her breasts while he kissed her with the same hunger and need that she kissed him. He squeezed the mounds gently, perking the nipples to hard peaks.

Devon didn’t stop Kera when she went to work at opening his towel, or when her cool hands closed around his burning cock. With her strokes, he moaned into her mouth at the pleasure and worked to push his cock into her hands.

“God, you make me burn,” he said against her lips before trailing his own down her chin to her neck.

Kera reared to give him better access to her body, her hands still stroking him in a lazy, soft motion. “Love me, Devon,” she whispered. “Love me.”

He moved a hand down her body to her hot pussy. Slowly two fingers entered her hot depths, releasing moans as her muscles gripped them tightly.

“I’m going to love you until you can’t handle it,” he told her as his mouth and tongue grazed up her neck to her chin.” Then do it 127

all over again.”

Devon removed his hand and positioned his cock at the scorching heat. Groaning, he nudged at her entrance.

Hooking his arm under her bad leg, Devon hiked it up. “Use your other leg to move. We don’t want to injure your ankle more than it already is.”

Kera braced herself with hands on his shoulders. She put weight on her good leg and wiggled her ass enough so that more of his cock slipped inside. Devon moaned. He hooked his other arm under her leg, and holding her open and up, Devon controlled how slow, or how fast they fucked.

“Watch,” he told her. “Watch me enter your body. Feel me stretch you until you can stretch no more. Feel me love you with all my heart, body, and soul.”

Kera glanced down and saw her body take each splendid inch and width of his cock inside. She felt her muscle stretch, felt the tightness that he always commented on, and loved how full she felt. Each time he slipped his cock deep inside her, Kera felt like it was their first time. And she loved it, loved the feeling of him stretching her to the max.

“Don’t go slow.” Pulling her gaze from the sight and tossing her head back, she moaned. Kera guided his mouth down to her aching breasts, crying out when he sucked a nipple into his mouth. “Fuck me hard.”

Devon did as she asked. Groaning, he slammed her onto his cock. He used his arms to raise and lower Kera onto his cock.

He sucked in his own breath when she ground her pelvis against him. She knew pleasure raced down his spine each time she did this. And each time he only wanted more, needed more.

Devon moved her in a steady but intense rhythm, and she ground her clit against him, making extra sure to hit each and every opportunity she had.

“Just like that.” Kera moaned.

“You okay? Your ankle?” At her nod, he added, “You like that, do you?” Devon nipped at her chin, licking the pain away before he moved his mouth back to her awaiting lips. “Let’s see if you can handle this then.”

Devon picked up the speed. He pounded her onto his cock.

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he brought her down, he would swivel his hips in a way to hit her sensitive clit and bring forth a sharp intake of breath from her.

“Oh shit!” Kera cried out.

Devon never stopped his movements or the rhythm.

Slamming her down as hard and as fast as his arms would let him; he never stopped or slowed when she cried out. Her orgasm raced within her as quickly as her blood pumped through her veins.

“Oh God, Kera.” He moaned against her lips.” I’m so fucking close. I feel like I can barely hang on.” Devon kissed her passionately, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth, tasting the still lingering sweetness.” Come for me.” he told her softly.

“Come for me again. Push me over the edge, Kera. Wrap that sweet pussy tightly around my cock.” Devon finished his last words with a deep yell.

When Kera’s second orgasm hit, it started a chain reaction.

His cock erupted. Pleasure hit Kera forcefully, and new sensations washed over her in tidal waves. She felt the explosion from him, felt the convulsions from his cock deep inside her, and loved it.

His hips jerked up with each burst of pleasure. Strong arms hugged her, holding her in place to ride out each and every sensation of pleasure that came. He hugged her in the manner that she would know forever; the manner of love.

“I love you, Kera. I’ll never let you go.”

Kera grinned, resting her head on his shoulder. She waited as well for the pulsing pleasure to stop, wanting it to go on forever. “I’m going to hold you to that.”

* * * *

Six months later

“She’s beautiful,” Kera gasped, reaching out to touch the motherless colt.

The horse was all black with one patch of white on her head in the shape of a heart. She whined and nudged Kera’s hand, and Kera laughed. It was love at first sight.

Devon finally brought her out to the stables and it was just as magnificent as what she imagined it to be. Hell, it was bigger 129

than many of the houses from her old neighborhood. Even the main house had her mouth dropping open in awe.

Devon explained to her that everything, even the house, had been redone after Blaine’s father passed away. It was somewhat like the man was trying to erase all traces of his past, or, as Devon suspected, his father. The two never got along and it was worse after his mother died trying to have another baby for her husband.

The stables housed at least eighty horses and each stall had a horse in it. Devon pointed out which were his best breeders, and which few he raced. Out in a pasture, more horses grazed with colts close by, and it all belonged to Devon.

“Have you named her yet?” she asked, leaning down to kiss her on the nose.

“Not yet,” Devon answered. He was reading something on a clip board, signed what it was he was reading, and handed it to the foreman who was waiting. “I wanted to see what she looked like first.” He came up to them, pet her head before getting down on his knees, looking over her legs. “She has strong legs: Might be a good racer.”

“Well I think she’s just precious.” Kera rubbed her face against the horse, gave her a quick kiss, and turned to walk away. One step and the horse was whinnying again.

“I think she likes you.”

Kera went back over to the horse. “I like her also.”

“Then why don’t we call her Precious, and I give her to you?”

That had her stopping her hand midway down the side of the animal, staring open mouth at Devon. “What?”

“You heard me.”

“Devon, you can’t give me a horse. I know nothing about them.”

He shrugged. “Then I guess you better start learning because I think she’s picked you just as much as you’ve picked her.” He stood up, took the horse by the head, and got real close to its ear. “Do you want Kera as your owner, little Precious?” The horse seemed to answer him by a nod. “Then you’ve got it.”

“Devon, I—”

He silenced her by pressing a finger to her lips, “Shh. My mind’s made up. The horse is yours. So we better get you some 130

riding clothes and start on riding lessons. I expect her to be ridden every day.”

Kera couldn’t help herself and lunged into his arms. She hugged him tight, smiling. “God, I don’t know how to thank you.”

“You just did.” She pulled back enough to look him in the face. He kissed the tip of her nose. “Seeing you happy is all the thanks I need. I love you Kera.”

She jumped up into his arms, wrapping her legs around his hips. “I love you. And if you take me into your office, I’ll show you just how much on that immaculate desk of yours.”

Devon laughed, and was just about to do such a thing, when someone cleared his throat behind them. They both turned.

Dane stood on the other side, leaning back against one of the empty stalls. “Now that’s a sight I definitely like seeing.”

“What are you doing here?” Devon let Kera down, went over to Dane, and shook his hand.

“Oh, I come bearing bad and even worse news,” Dane sighed. “The bad news is my grandmother is putting the pressure on me to marry.”

“That shouldn’t be a shocker,” Devon crossed his arms over his chest. “She’s been threatening to cut you off for how many years now?”

“Yeah, but this time she is extra serious. She’s having girls over for dinner and shit. Do you have any idea how hard it is to eat when you have a girl either trying to get her hand down your pants at the table, and another giving you hopeful looks? The last meal, I had to break it to my grandmother that I had already slept with the two she invited. I thought the woman was going to have a heart attack.”

Kera couldn’t help it, and laughed.

“Yeah, you would think it would be funny,” Dane smarted off at her. “Last night was the worst. Beth White’s little sister, for Christ sakes!”

“How’d that go?” Devon asked.

“She tried to blow me when I excused myself to use the bathroom!” Dane’s voice rose and Kera broke out laughing hard.

“This isn’t funny.”

Kera nodded, held up her hand, and tried like hell to get herself under control. “I’m sorry.”

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“We’ve got to get Blaine or Darius back here. I need some serious backup, damnit.”

“So what’s the worse news?” Kera asked, wiping the tears from laughing from her eyes.

Dane rubbed his face and took a deep breath, “You two are not going to believe this one. Cameron somehow got out of all charges. He’s free, and gone.”

“What?” Devon yelled.

“The judge said that the arrest was bad, or some shit like that. It was a technicality that got him off. That damn Helms guy fucked up.”

“Great,” Devon groaned.

“What’s that mean?” Kera asked.

Dane took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. “It means we all have to watch our backs. Cameron’s free, and Lord only knows what he’s got planned to get even with us.”