Authors: Jaden Sinclair
He picked her up, sat her down on the edge, and parted her legs. She watched him, breathless, as he lowered his head, eyes locked on hers, and kissed the inside of her thigh. Air rushed from her lungs at the contact. She slid her hands into the long locks of his dark hair and Drake moved his lips closer to pussy.
The first kiss had her gasping. The second breathing hard and by the first lick she was throbbing in need. Natasha couldn’t help herself from spreading her legs wider for him, from moaning when he touched her clit with the tip of his tongue. He teased her, and she pulled at his hair as punishment.
With a deep chuckle from him, the rest of the air in her lungs rushed out. Drake parted the folds of her pussy and dove in. He licked her hard, slurped, and sucked at her clit a few times before his tongue slipped as deep as it could inside her. It teased and tormented her until she was yanking hard on his hair, trying to get him to go back to her clit.
“Drake, please,” she begged. His tongue slipped free, lips closed over her clit, pulling at it hard. “God, yes!”
Natasha released his hair and lowered herself down on the concrete.
She fisted her hands into her own long wet hair, breathing hard and heavy from the intense pleasure he was giving her. She was so close to climax that it almost felt painful.
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Fingers teased her. He rubbed them along the entrance of her pussy and rear. Natasha began to shake with the need of release. Looking back down at him, she was amazed to see his dark eyes watching everything she did. They were so dark, so intent looking that she shivered.
“I can’t stand this,” she told him.
Another growl and those fingers entered her. Two into her pussy, one in her rear. Natasha lost it all. She screamed, arched her back, and wrapped her legs tightly around his head. The orgasm that hit knocked the wind out of her, so powerful that it left her weak and unable to do anything but wait for it to end.
Gently he scooped her up and returned with her to the water.
Natasha was so limp she hung on him like a rag doll, her head on his shoulder. His cock touched her belly, hard and slick. One of his arms held her close, and the other hand went between their bodies. One touch to her clit, then he slipped inside her and Natasha breathed hard again with need.
She nipped at his neck when he took his cock and teased her with it.
Up and down the head went between the slit of her pussy a couple of times before he posed it right at her entrance.
With his hands on her hips, she let him guide her downward. She moaned, fisted her hands once more into his hair, and wrapped her legs tightly around his hips.
“Use the side of the pool to move,” he told her.
Natasha sat up moved her hand to the inside where all the leaves were collected and the water went to be cleaned before venting back out with the rest. She planted her feet on the sides as well and lowered herself the rest of the way onto him.
His flesh parted, stretched her to a burning sensation. She never felt so full in her life like she did when she took him into her body.
With his guidance she moved. Up and down slowly, water swaying with the movement. Drake’s dark eyes went from her face, down to where they were linked together and back up to her face. Then he moved from her hips up to her back, and with a twist her bra was gone. Both of his hands closed around the mounds, squeezing them as she kept moving up and down.
“I’m close,” he let out on a sigh. “Fuck me hard baby. Make me come.”
Natasha closed her eyes and moved hard, faster upon him. Drake groaned, moaned, and squeezed her nipples between his fingers.
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womb contract, and she couldn’t keep the steady motion going.
“Don’t stop.” His groan was high, his cock swelling, and teeth upon her shoulder.
Drake’s bite heightened her climax. Natasha wrapped her arms, and legs, as tight as she could around him, holding on as they waited for the pleasure to end. He held her close, shaking lightly.
“What’s it like?” she asked after some time passed. Drake still held her close in the water and she rested against him, taking the warmth of his body.
“What’s what like?”
“The full moon heat.”
His hand rubbed up and down her back. “Its intense,” he sighed.
“And sometimes can be painful if you don’t have your mate.”
“Has it been for you?”
“Was last month.”
She was quiet for a few moments before speaking again. “What will you be like?”
“Demanding, but don’t worry. I don’t think anything you can’t handle will happen.” His hand felt good going up and down her back. It soothed her, relaxed her. “I better get you out of the water and up in bed before you get sick on me again.”
He moved, but she stopped him with her hand on his chest, “Drake what’re you going to do about my father. I’m worried.”
He touched her face and she closed her eyes, pressing into the touch,
“Don’t worry about him. I’ll handle your father and the claim.”
“I don’t want to go back there,” she whispered, opening her eyes.
“And you won’t. I promise,” A light kiss and she was hugging him tight. “Nothing but death will ever part us Natasha. I swear it to you.”
She nodded. “Now let’s get upstairs. We’re both going to need to get as much rest as we can before tomorrow night.”
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The full moon hit and it knocked Drake right on his ass. In all his years he never felt the need hit like a fist in the gut which he felt this month. The need raged within him, and right beside him, to help him take it all away, was his mate.
Natasha walked into the bedroom just as the first wave hit. He fell to his knees, gasping to breathe through the pain, through the hunger of the heat. She stood before him and just the sweet smell of her scent eased some of the pain.
He glanced up at her, she down at him. One of the new robes he had bought for her covered her slim figure. Pale pink silk. The color had her hair looking golden. He watched her hands go to the knot, the tie pulled, silk falling to the floor. In the moonlight, Natasha stood naked before him.
“For you, Drake,” she said softly. “Only for you.”
A growl slipped from his lips as he stood up, taking her off her feet.
Instantly she wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him tight.
Drake couldn’t even wait for the bed. He turned and pushed her up against the wall. One swift thrust and he embedded his cock to the hilt inside her.
Natasha moaned loudly, her eyes closed and he moved. He didn’t want to take her hard, to be rough with her, but it seemed that he couldn’t control himself. He pounded hard into her, took her with a hunger he just couldn’t pull back.
“Drake, its coming!” she cried out.
Her nails dug into his shoulders. He felt the shutter that went though her body, her pussy contracted around his thrusting cock, and still Drake moved. He wasn’t nearly close to his release. The release that would end his heat for the month.
Pushing away from the wall, he went over to the bed, and sat down on the side. Natasha kissed him and he moaned in bliss. He held her close and she moved. Up and down, grinding slightly, driving him mad with the need to come.
With a deep growl, he turned and dropped them both down on the bed. Instantly he was moving within her, thrusting fast. Drake burned from the inside out. The heat washed over him like waves beating upon large bolder rocks in an ocean.
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But it still wasn’t enough. There was still something missing and he knew just what that something was.
Stopping, pulling out, Drake flipped her over to her stomach. He gathered her juices, brought them back, and worked them into the entrance of her rear. Just the thought of taking her there again had the animal inside surging to the surface.
“I need this,” he growled, his voice raw, thick and deep. The words sounded strange to him.
He felt her relax and posed instantly. As gently and as slowly as he could he pushed into her. A loud gasp left Natasha’s lips but it was followed by her pushing back against him. A growl, followed by a snarl, and Drake was deep inside her rear.
Drake took her like the animal he was. He surged into her, stretched, pounded into her ass harder than he should. Natasha eagerly met him thrust for thrust.
He could feel it. His heat built then seemed to gather in one spot in the center of his chest. It rushed down his body, pooled between his legs and seemed to rise higher with each stroke.
Natasha cried out. He felt her pleasure and it seemed to suck his release from him.
Drake reared back, arms spread out to the sides, head tossed back.
He yelled at the top of his lungs, which turned into a very deep howl of bliss. His climax rushed out of him and with it the heat. Right before it was completely over; Drake leaned over her and bit her shoulder.
Time felt as if it was standing still. It took a lot for Drake to release Natasha’s shoulder and pull out of her body. Not to mention what it took to roll off her. He breathed hard, fast, trying to get his body under some kind of control.
The heat was over. The pain was gone the animal inside back where it belonged. All there was left was just him and Natasha.
“You okay?” Drake asked, rolling over to his side, touching her back and moving up and down massaging her.
Natasha turned her head, facing him, eyes closed. “Tired and sore.”
He smiled. “I’m sorry. Should’ve been gentler with you.”
She smiled back. “I wasn’t complaining.”
He learned closer, kissing her on the cheek, “Don’t move an inch.
I’ll be right back.”
With a loud groan, Drake got up off the bed and walked into the bathroom. He cleaned up quickly then brought back a cloth for Natasha.
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tossed the cloth into the bathroom.
“Now my next decision is with or without the panties tonight?” He tapped a finger on his lips. Natasha laughed.
“How about just come to bed.” She yawned. “I’m very tired.”
“Deal.”
Drake pulled her into his arms with a sigh. It felt good having her by his side. He had no trouble relaxing or letting his body pull him into a deep peaceful sleep.
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Natasha screamed. Drake opened his eyes, saw arms yanking her from the bed, from his arms, and tossed to the other side of the room. He lunged from the bed and ended up colliding with another shifter in full form. Together they went right through the window and Drake was the one to land on the ground hard. Air was knocked out of his lungs, slowing him down.
He caught sight of Natasha from the corner of his eyes. She was yelling, legs kicking out, a sheet wrapped around her. Someone carried her away, tossing her into a car. The sight helped to give him the energy he needed to stand up and fight the motherfucker who dared to come into his home and take his mate.
Drake looked up at the wolf before him. He stood close, breathing hard, snarling down at Drake with drool coming out of the large mouth.
Pushing back the pain in his side from the fall, Drake slowly stood up, facing the one that challenged him.
“Let me guess,” Drake said. “Millard sent you.”
The answer he got was the shifter lunging at him, pushing both huge paw hands right in the middle of his chest. Drake went flying backwards, hitting the ground hard once more.
The other came for him, and by the time he reached where Drake landed, Drake was transformed and ready. He gave his own snarl, own warning growl, just before lunging after the one who came to kill him.
Their bodies collided and unfortunately, Drake didn’t get the upper hand. Once more, he was on his back, the other over him. A hard blow landed on his side, knocking the air from him, sending shards of raw pain through his body. Another hit to the same side, and something cracked.
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a bit difficult, but Drake managed to before the male attacked again. His side felt on fire. Pain he never could’ve imagined gripped him in an iron fist, but he breathed through it, fought to get the upper hand, fought to get free.
The male was all-animal. Drake never in his life had to fight so hard or block as many hits as he did now. He caught himself several times protecting his side. He knew without a doubt that he had a cracked rib and if he took any more hard hits to the side it was going to turn into a broken one that could puncture his lung.
Drake managed to land a kick in the male’s gut, giving him enough time to get back up on his feet. He snarled at the male before advancing, swinging a large fist at his face when he was close enough.
“Drake!”
The yell from another seemed to distract the male. Drake moved behind him, wrapped one arm around his neck, and the other on top of his head. With a ferocious growl, Drake twisted both arm and hand in opposite directions, snapping the male’s neck.
James Laswell came running around the corner skidded to a halt at the sight of Drake holding the male by his throat. Standing up, Drake bent over, took hold of the windpipe, and ripped it out.
“Son of a bitch,” James gasped.
Breathing hard, Drake slowly changed back into his human form.
He was bruised; a few cuts on his sides, one deep cut on his leg, and his ribs were killing him. The flesh he still had in his hand dropped to the ground, as did he from exhaustion.
“Jesus, Drake, what the hell is going on?” James caught him before he slumped to the ground completely.
“Millard,” Drake managed to get out. He swallowed a few times, took a couple deep breaths. “Millard sent him to kill him. He took Natasha.”