Chapter 5

I shared her room in her joint suite with Stephen for both the Raw and Smackdown shows. I was a fixture in the room for the parties, and my friends could come and go as they pleased now. We fell asleep in each others' arms both nights after our kissing sessions of domination moved on to some heavy petting, and before I knew it, we were landing in Nova Scotia.

I carried our bags into the quaint little house she leased while working on the set, let the dogs in before I let the door close behind me and took our things to our bedroom. She was due on the set, and I was determined to go with her to check things out. I was led down a line of people, getting introduced to each before I moved on to the next, and despite the fact that most of these people were very cool, I could feel three sets of critical eyes on me the whole time. Imagine my surprise when one of them was our Hall of Famer, Edge, and the other was an actor she introduced me to in Kauai – Eric Balfour.

That's okay, guys. You can look, judge and draw conclusions all you want, but the fact remains that I'm here and riding home with her in a few hours. After we left the set, it took all of an hour or two before 2 of the 3, Adam and Lucas, tried to invade the house, but I politely informed them to please call before they come over in case we happened to be busy…like we were now. Their eyes widened slightly at my nerve, but she never contradicted me from the couch just to the left of where I stood, so I smiled and closed the door.

And here we were, alone in a house for the first time since we'd met, and all I could think about was picking her up and carrying her to bed even if it was just for another petting session. 'Mine.' Well, he cast his vote so I might as well make it unanimous. I walked up to the couch and stood between her legs, leaned down to loom over her before I kissed her sweet lips, slid my hands under her thighs and lifted her until she wrapped those glorious legs around my waist. Navigating by memory alone, I walked us into the bedroom while still stroking her tongue with mine.

"Go change," I said in a strained voice, letting her slide down my body to her feet. I didn't watch her when she slipped into the bathroom; I just concentrated on taking off my own clothes without doing permanent damage to my already aching erection with my damn zipper. I had just managed to pull up my shorts when a flash of white caught my eye over my shoulder.

When I turned I saw my beauty standing there in nothing but a towel and a slightly nervous yet still hungry look in her eyes. "You ready?" I asked our usual question that now held a whole different meaning, holding my breath while I waited for the usual answer.

She nodded her head and said "definitely" while fidgeting with nervous tension.

I gravitated towards her like I always have, but this time I swept her up in my arms, carried her like a precious treasure and gently placed her in the center of our bed. Sitting beside her, I asked her to lift her head for a moment and used both of my hands to spread her hair back across the pillow. I wanted everything to be perfect and that started with her comfort. That task completed, I took her shoulders and eased her back down before I traced a hand over the swells of her breasts before I eased the towel loose from her cleavage.

I held her eyes while I separated the material, completely exposing her to me before I let myself look. I felt myself get light-headed just looking at what she was offering me. "God, you are so fucking beautiful." I stretched out beside her, propping myself up on my right arm, using my left to cup her cheek and let my touch continue to explore this canvas of art. I moved down her throat over her collarbones to her upper chest before I traced one fingertip over a nipple until it peaked.

Her body was so responsive to every touch that I decided to let my hand continue its journey and used my mouth in its wake. Everywhere my hand went, my lips, tongue and teeth were seconds behind it. I got lost just tracing my tongue over all her ink. I felt her inner heat against my palm and dragged my mouth away from her flesh to look at her face. "I've got to taste you, baby. I have to have you on my tongue. Please," I could hear the pleading tone in my voice and didn't care when she jerkily nodded her head.

Here I was lapping at another door of hers, an important one but not the most important, and she tasted sweeter than anything I could possibly imagine. I took my time with her, gently placing a restraining hand on her lower abdomen to still her writhing body while my tongue continued its quest to sate my never-ending thirst for her…from her.

I made it last, taking her right to the very edge several times but never letting her go over, until I heard the sweetest thing. "Joseph…please…" She begged me for release, and with the return of my tongue, I gave it to her. She cried out as her body convulsed with her orgasm, and I could hear soft sobs escape her heaving lungs so I lazily lapped at her, slowly bringing her back to me.

I crawled up her body, holding most of my weight off her chest on my forearms before I took her tear-soaked cheeks between my hands. "Are you with me, baby?" She was still breathing heavily through her mouth when her eyes slowly blinked open, and she nodded her head. "Are you okay?" I asked her while my fingers collected her tears and absorbed them into my skin. She wearily lifted a shaking hand to my cheek and gave me another little nod. I pressed my lips against hers, darting out my tongue so that she could taste herself on me before I whispered into her mouth. "Can I have you now?"

I felt her gaze look into me once again, and like the first time, I hid nothing from her. Anything she wanted to see was right there. I wanted her. That was glaringly obvious with my erection screaming between our pressed pelvises, but I wanted to keep her afterwards, and that was there for her to see too. One soft "yes" sent me hurtling straight up and off the bed to strip off my shorts before I swiftly returned to where I was supposed to be.

I kissed her forever, could kiss her forever and never tire of it. Slipping my arms under her shoulders to keep my weight off her, I took her head between my hands and kept kissing her. Several minutes into our eternal kiss, I felt her hands explore my back before one fisted in my hair. Her legs slid up the backs of mine until they crossed over my ass.

I broke our kiss, just barely separating our lips when I nudged her door. "Open your eyes, baby." I had to see them when I stepped through this one. Here's another one of those moments that I won't ever forget. When her eyes opened, they were slow to do so like she'd reached the end and couldn't take anymore until I breached that doorway, then instant clarity sharpened their focus on my eyes, and she never looked away once as I thrust into that tiny body. Strength returned to those long-injured arms and legs, and she held on to me with bruising force while she held my eyes and stole my breath.

Besides the never-ending string of 'mine' reverberating through my head, the other thing I thought of was she was made for me. Our bodies fit so perfectly together.

Like our kiss, I wanted to make love to her forever. I really tried, but at some point into it I found myself banished to the crossroads of Neanderthal Way and Lecherous Beast Blvd. The animal took over the driver's seat and claimed his mate while I hoped she would be mine after he was done with her. I find it fascinating how this woman managed to separate me into two beings in one body, but she did it without trying, and we both wanted her.

We were a tangled mass of sweaty limbs, clawing fingers, bruising hands, biting teeth, dueling tongues and a ton of black hair while our mating continued. I could feel her body grip me within her before she threw her head back and screamed my name. She pulled my release from my body like it was hers to command.

Tears flowed freely down her face, but this time it didn't scare me as much as it did before. I was damn close to crying myself over the intense feelings that rushed through me. I rolled us over until I was on my back with my beauty lying on top of me, our bodies still intimately joined.

"Thank you, baby," I whispered into her hair, kissing the top of her head and feeling my heart skip a beat when she placed a kiss over it. I kept one hand under her hair on her nape and the other on the small of her back, holding her to me as we drifted off into an exhausted nap.

I snapped awake not long into our slumber to find hers wasn't as peaceful as mine. She was whimpering in her sleep, her head jerking in tiny movements while one of her hands gripped my shoulder. I shushed her as I ran my hand over the soft skin of her shoulders and back. "It's okay, I've got you," I whispered next to her ear before she almost instantly settled under my hands, over my body and returned to a deep sleep.

The next time my eyes opened, it was to the irritating alarm on her cell. "What is that?" I asked her while she rested her forearms on my chest and rubbed her eyes. I couldn't help but smile at how drained she was. I did work her over pretty hard. She yawned deeply, stretching her body taut along mine, and I swallowed a groan when she gripped me within her. Why yes, I managed to stay inside her body while we slept. I have skills!

"That is my alarm for my Supernatural date with Stephen." Did I just hear her right? "We're usually together when our show comes on but while I'm here we watch together online." Was she seriously going to leave our bed to go watch TV with the big man? "I need to get cleaned up so I can sync our laptops." I guess she is serious because she rose up off of me until we were no longer joined, and I felt the loss immediately, like an extension of myself was missing. "Would you like to join me for a soak in the tub before?" And suddenly everything was okay as I reached out to accept her hand. I even tossed her over my shoulder, carrying her with an arm draped over her ass into the bathroom. Yeah, I went caveman. Sue me.

The next day she closed on the house while on the set. I watched her micromanage the arrangements with the moving company while taking episodic shots of the actors. I sat around musing on how she multi-tasked with ease and how she could barely function after the rest of our evening. I turned her into two people in one body too; one whose brain clicked away at her hectic jobs and the other that I reduced to one word answers or simple nods with a touch. I couldn't help the satisfied expression on my face. If I could've gotten away with my ring roar without an explanation, I would have done so proudly.

My eyes raked down her form from a good twenty feet away, burning a path over the flesh I had caressed as early as that morning. She caught the look in my eyes through her lens, lowered her camera just a few inches and flashed me a sultry smile. "Hurry," I mouthed at her. Her smile turned to an amused grin before she nodded and rushed her way through the rest of her short day.

We made it back to the house early in the day, and I sprawled out on the couch, waiting for her to finish backing up her work. She was a little irritable and seemed kind of sad before she told me that she thought her period (she calls it George! Hahaha!) was going to show up soon and apologized to me. Oh the silly woman! I'm a man and I work in mysterious ways too. I told her not to worry about it, that we always had the tub or shower. She brightened instantly as I easily averted that crisis for her. Then there was a humorous viewing of the Avengers (her drool movie) before we ended up in a tangle of limbs on the couch. I told you I could kiss her forever and…I was trying to get Thor off her mind.

"So, moving tomorrow, right?" I mumbled lazily in her ear while I ran her puff over her shoulders to her chest. We had another memorable round of my animal taking his mate to heights of pleasure before we retired to the bathtub. No, George didn't show. I just like keeping her wet and naked. She was situated between my legs, her back to my chest while I worshipped her skin with my hands and her scented bodywash. She mumbled a "mmhmm" while her head rolled so that her ear rested over my heart. "It just dawned on me that I use your ex's finishing move in the ring," I laughed softly, not wanting to disturb our relaxing vibe.

"Caught that, did you? I wasn't aware you knew I was married to Adam. Everything about me was very hushed back then."

"I didn't know he worked on this show but yes, I knew you were married. He was very attentive of you when you both worked the FCW shows years back, and I eventually saw a ring on your finger." She nodded slowly, still mellow from my always present hands. "And in case you're curious, I also kind of figured out Eric has a thing for you since I saw him in Kauai, and apparently, your ex would prefer you be with him than me."

"You are very observant."

"I pay attention to the things that matter." Nice, gentle squeeze so she knows who I'm referring to.

"Adam and I loved each other for a very long time before we ever became intimate. It was the marriage part that ruined it." I could hear the pain she tried to hide in her voice. After all the songs I've heard her sing in the room above mine, she was an open book to me already. She just didn't know it yet. "And Eric was interested but he wanted something more than I was capable of giving. We shared this house last season; separate rooms of course, and I came without you last week to tell him he had to move."

"Because of me?"

"Yes, because of you," she grabbed my wandering hand, brought it to her mouth and placed a kiss on my open palm before she nestled her cheek into it. "And in case you're curious, he's never known what you've known." Now that was a very lovely way to say that he's never touched her or been with her.

That simple gesture warmed my heart and made my blood fire in my veins at the same time. 'Mine.' Yes, yes, I know she's yours, but I'm trying to make her ours so shut up for a bit. Yeah, I knew that wouldn't work. She seems to keep me in a constant state of arousal anyways. I tilted her head up to kiss her soft lips, and the next time I was capable of rational thought, I found that we flooded the bathroom floor when I took her in the tub.