Authors: Unknown
The sight of her standing under the hot
water, her hands over the showerhead, water beating down over her chest, the
nude outline of her body had Reed instantly hardening. He could smell her need
and the scent grew stronger, calling to him, fueling his own hunger and need.
All thanks to the damn red moon.
He went up to the shower. A small tub
shower combination that wasn’t large enough for two, but damn if Reed wasn’t
going to join her. She didn’t even look over her shoulder when he joined her or
wrapped his arms around her waist. Jennifer only bent slightly and leaned back
into him, offering herself to him.
One hard thrust and he was deep inside her.
Jennifer let out a loud, deep moan, pushing back against him. He moved his
hands up to her breasts, cupped them both and squeezed as he moved inside
her.
“Agh!” she moaned, matching his
thrusts.
Her pussy contracted on him, gripped him
so tight that he thought for a second he couldn’t move making Reed powerless to
hold back his own climax.
“I can smell your need rising,” he said
against her neck.
“I can feel it,” she whispered back.
He reached down, turned the water off, and
slipped from her body. Reaching for the towels, handing one to her, he wrapped
the other around his waist before stepping from the tub. Taking her hand as
soon as she had her towel around her body, Reed led her from the bathroom back
to the bed where he climbed up and had her lay between his legs, head resting
back on his chest.
“I’ve never had my cycle feel like this
before,” she said. “I think it’s even changing how I think and feel about you,”
she finished with a chuckle.
“Does that mean you’re not going to try to
run away then?” He grinned, running fingers in her wet hair. She shook her
head. “Damn. I was looking forward to chasing you down again.”
She giggled, “Well then I’ll run just for
you.”
He sighed; holding her close, letting them
both relax even though he could smell that damn cycle of hers making his dick
throb. “I talked to Brent about the full moon for you.”
“What’d he say?”
“If you need him, he’ll help.”
“Are you going to be okay with it?” She
turned in his arms and he had to suck air into his lungs. So much, trust in her
eyes.
“No.”
“Then why are you going to go through with
it?”
He brushed hair behind her ear, and then
ran knuckles down her cheek. “Because right now, right this moment, I just fell
in love with you and I’ll do anything I have to in order for you to get through
this.”
Her blue eyes widened.” In love with me?”
she whispered.
“Yeah,” he grinned. “In love with you.”
“But you don’t even know me.”
“I will, just like you’ll get to me know
me. We have all the time in the world.”
“So while we have this moment, you care to
tell me your story?”
“And what story is that?”
“Why did your brother get taken?”
“Ah,” Reed nodded, dropping his hand back
down to her back. “Well someone sold us I think. These people came, broke into
our house, and took Brent. I wasn’t home then. I was out just fucking around.
When I got home the house everything is gone. No one knew anything or saw a
damn thing,” he finished with a tired sigh.
“Then how did you get together with my
father?”
“Came across his name by a friend. Brandon
thought your father might know something as to what happened or where I might
find Brent. He’d only been gone for about a month, close to two when I came
home. I hunted the ones down who took him but they didn’t give me much
information. Your father had more information than anyone else I’ve talked to.
He knew that a woman was calling the shots, but not her name. He also knew of
the storage building that just got bought by a woman and thought I should check
it out. Said it hadn’t been looked at for months and then one day it got
bought. He figured it might be them and suggested I check it out.”
“And luck behold, you find your brother.”
“And you.” Once more, he reached out
touching her face. “You know you’re very pretty.”
She smiled and blushed at the same time.
“Don’t change the subject. How did this Brandon know my father knew anything?”
“He heard things through some of his
contacts I think. Brandon told me that he had heard your father was looking
into why shifters were disappearing. I went and met him and that is when I
learned about this sex slave thing. Don’t think either one of us expected it to
be a human. I mean, how the hell can one pull this shit off?”
“There are other families that have been
killed and their sons taken,” she said, resting her chin on his chest. “I heard
him talking about it one night, or more like yelling about it. One of his good
friends and business partners was killed, their two sons taken. Only one came
back and he was so messed up that he completely shut down. He stopped talking
and ended up dying a few months later. I did learn then of the sex slave thing.
They drug them and use them up until there isn’t anything left. Guess very few
come out alive.”
“I still don’t see how a human can be
pulling this off.”
“I don’t know either and neither did my
father. Speaking of him, maybe I should call him and let him know everything is
alright.”
“That might be a good idea.” He reached
for the phone next to the bed, only to have her stop him by pressing on his
chest.
“Didn’t mean right this second.” That hand
went down his chest to the top of the towel around his waist. “I have other
things on my mind at the moment.”
Inside the towel, right around his hard
cock that hand went. Reed sucked air into his lungs and arched his back
slightly. He watched her with hooded eyes as she skimmed down his body, parting
his legs, pulling the towel open.
Not one word left his lips. Hell he had a
hard time
breathing once she took
hold of him, moving that hand up and down the base of his cock. With a kiss to
the crest, Reed knew he was in for one hell of a ride.
Jennifer didn’t even give him a chance to
prepare himself for her actions. Her mouth opened, closed around the head, and
she sucked half of the length in and down her throat. Touching the back of her
throat he lost it, head went back against the pillows and a deep groan left his
lips.
She sucked him fast, hard, pulling the
pleasure to a surface faster than what he would’ve liked. It had been so long
since a woman gave him pleasure like this, and he would’ve liked it to last,
yet at the same time Reed didn’t think he could last very long.
A moan vibrated around him and he hissed.
“I’m going to come very soon if you keep this up.”
She stopped mouth open, wet, and swollen.
She looked up at him. “Don’t want that then.”
The towel around her fell as she crawled
up his body. Reed became powerless to move or do a damn thing as she positioned
herself on top of him, cock posed at her entrance.
Slowly Jennifer lowered herself down on
him and Reed bit his lip, watching his cock disappear into her. The watching
heightened the pleasure.
Halfway in, she slammed down and her pussy
contracted around him. Reed moaned low. Feeling her climax just by him entering
her body gave him such pleasure, but he wasn’t able to enjoy it completely.
Before she was even done, she was moving on him. Grinding her hips, thrusting
him in and out, driving him nuts with both the pleasure and with her sweet
needing scent.
He looked at her face; saw the way she had
her eyes closed, a frown marring her forehead, mouth open, and breasts moving
to her motions. She was caught up in bliss, and it was without a doubt a memory
he would never forget.
She arched herself backwards and he knew
he was a goner. Harder her movements became and Reed was unable to keep silent
any longer. He yelled out with each thrust she gave him, feeling his release
fast approaching. She also cried out.
“Oh fuck!” Reed yelled the second before
he lost it.
Jennifer also cried out and dropped down
on top of him. Her sweet pussy contracted hard around his cock, matching the
spurt of his own release. Wrapping his arms tight around her he held on.
“I feel it now,” she breathed out, hard,
and fast.
“Feel what?” he also breathed hard and
fast.
“I love you,” she said, snuggling closer.
“I don’t want to let you go or for this to end.”
“It won’t, and you don’t have to.” Tighter
he held her. “I’m never letting you go, ever.”
“Good, now I think I owe you something.”
“Huh? Ouch! Oh shit!” Her teeth sank into
his chest, right over his left breast. She sucked and marked him, getting him
very hard once more. As she sucked on his chest, she moved her hips once more,
grinding on him, causing him to come way too fucking early if one asked him.
“Shit, shit, shit, shit!”
Jennifer moaned against his chest and slowly
pulled back with a smile on her lips. “Now that’s what I’m talking about.”
Looking down he also smiled and snickered,
“You’re a little shit. No one has ever made me come like that.”
“Good.” Leaning over she gave him a quick
kiss and she jumped off him and the bed. “Now I’m going to clean up again and
this time I’m fixing dinner. After that, I’m calling my father.”
Chapter Five
Brandon Michael paced in the night,
rubbing his hands up and down his arms while he waited for
him
. Glancing up he shook his head at the half full moon that was
also half-red. The way it filled out so damn fast he knew that, it would be
full red by tomorrow night. It also meant that he would be in an unexpected
heat without a mate or female to help him with it. Great!
A snap of a twig and Brandon turned
around. Holding his breath, raising his arm with the gun in hand he just about
shot but stopped when he not only caught his scent but seen the outline of his
body.
“Damn it, Thorn,” Brandon rushed out.
“Don’t do that!”
One hell of a shifter male came out of the
brush dressed in all black like always with one of the coldest expressions on
his face. Thorn stood easily at six-five or larger. His dark hair touched his
shoulders and was always kept brushed back out of the cold black eyes. Brandon
didn’t know how old Thorn was, or even his last name, for that matter. No one
did. Thorn kept to himself, only hired his skill out to people that either
could afford it or guys like Brandon to whom he owed a large debt. Not to
mention Thorn didn’t have many friends, so that was a big plus for Brandon.
“Still easy to spook,” Thorn said, coming
into the light.
“Still cold as ever.” That had Thorn
grinning, but only for a second. “Have you heard?”
“Yes.” The darkness of the night sure did
make Thorn look more dangerous that what he already was. Hell, Brandon wanted
to shiver, but knew better, knew Thorn too well, or at least what Thorn wanted
him to know.
“You interested?”
“In finding this woman or the one selling
us out?”
“Either.”
“I already know some things about her.”
Thorn turned his back on Brandon, looked up at the moon. “For a human, she has
a lot of power.”
“Who is she?”
“That much I haven’t found out.” He looked
back down at Brandon. “Yet.”
“Reed Pearce has asked me to ask you to
find the one that sold his brother. He has Brent back, but also thinks that
they are being watched.”
“You see this moon?” Thorn asked, turning
back to the moon.
“Yeah.”
“Do you feel it?”
“I can feel what it’s doing to me.”
“You know that it does more than just put
us in heat or the females in their cycle, right? It matches us.” He looked over
his shoulder at Brandon. “We’re all being watched. Tell your friend to leave
after the full moon. More than one is selling us out and I’d bet my last dollar
his is closer than the rest of us.” He nodded, “Call him.”
Brandon nodded back and pulled out his
phone to call Reed. It didn’t ring, but went right to voice mail, so he left a
message. Thorn moved away slowly, head rose up slight and he sniffed the air.
“What’s wrong?” Brandon asked.