Free Promises (Blood Brothers #1) by BJ Brandon

anything, he did not want shame to be a part of their first time together.
    "Please… " she whispered, unable to finish.
    "Say it, Chayle. Tell me what you want. I will stop right now if this isn't it, so help me God."
    "You would stop?" she screeched. His grin was beautiful if not pained.
    "It would kill me, my beauty, but yes… I would walk away from you if that is what you asked me to do."
    He waited, giving her the choice because Kayne knew the only way this strong woman would be able to fight her demons was on her own terms. He knew the instant she had made up her mind. A slow, slumberous look came into those chocolate colored eyes turning them almost honey gold and his heart melted. He could smell her arousal before but now it rose from her like ambrosia calling him home.
    "I need you, Kayne," she whispered. "All of you… now! To take away the nightmares, replace them with something beautiful! I won't break but I will go insane find a way to replace the nightmares with something wonderful.”
    He didn’t wait for more of an answer, could not if his life had depended on it. Watching her face, holding her gaze, Kayne blew across her swollen clit and flicked his tongue across with a gentle swipe. With the small puff of his breath, she tried to come off the bed but his hold on her hips was gentle and firm, keeping her in place, allowing him to plunder and lick to his heart's content. He used his long fingers to open her drenched folds and lave sweet cream up and over that little nub sucking it deep into his mouth. A high-pitched scream echoed through the room as Chayle road the first of many waves Kayne intended to give her before he was finished.
    Over and over he pushed her, first with his tongue and then long fingers, stretching gently to ensure bruised and tortured tissue did not protest too much. When he continued to be too gentle she pushed him, begging and cursing him for not being fast enough. One final push and he watched the beauty of Chayle shatter above him.
    Finally, Kayne knew he couldn’t hold himself in check any longer. As Chayle rode the last peak of her last orgasm, he rose above her to pull those long legs over the top of his thick thighs and toward him. Pre-cum already seeped enough to lubricate the condom as he rolled it down the massive shaft, making him groan because it was so sensitive, wishing for the first time in his life that he could take her bare. Kayne had not taken a woman bare since his first time and now was not a time to start.
    Pushing those thoughts away, he eased into her tight channel and groaned, feeling her muscles spasm from her last orgasm and all thoughts of slow and gentle vanished. He plunged into her, seating himself halfway and growled, feeling her heat, her tightness. He forced himself to hold still, not wanting to hurt her, reminding himself of the tortures and abuse she had suffered, stilling the animal inside of himself. He fought it, waiting, allowing Chayle to adjust and praying she could handle this, knowing many females never would after an ordeal like what his woman had endured. Because Kayne finally knew she was his woman, that uncanny feeling that he had finally come HOME!
    "Don't stop!" she whispered, begging, nails digging into thick biceps and pulling him close. She starred up, watching the battle raging in dark blue eyes and was struck all over again by how she could ever think this man was anything like the monsters who had taken her.
    "Mine!" he growled low in his throat, pulling back almost all the way and glancing up to find Chayle's startled eyes staring at him. "Mine!" he rumbled low again.
    Kayne began a rapid onslaught of thrusts that completely left both of them mindless. He focused on her face, their eyes held by an invisible force that not only connected them by body but also by souls. Every movement, every muscle, every heartbeat the other felt as if their breathing synced together, each knowing exactly when he reached that peak and she rose to