Authors: Jaden Sinclair
Natasha watched her father’s face drain of all color. His eyes also widened and if she wasn’t mistaken fear and shock spread over his face as well.
“Draeger,” Philip gasped softy.
“Surprise.” Drake extended his arms, a cruel smile spread on his face and those dark eyes of his made him appear dangerous. “I’m still alive, but the bastard you sent isn’t I’m afraid.”
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“What are you talking about?” Natasha asked, looking at her father.
“What did you do?”
“What’s going on here Millard?” Charles demanded.
“Nothing,” Philip answered.
“He sent someone to my home.” Drake took a step forward, or more like limped forward. “Took my mate from my arms.” He took another step. “He ordered the male to kill me.” Drake hit her father right in the nose, knocking him to the ground. Blood spurted over the rug, staining it.
Natasha covered her mouth with her hand, staying put, watching the scene unfold before her eyes.
“What?” Clearly, Charles Addison was just as surprised as she was.
“Take a guess who was the one to die tonight,” Drake sneered before landing a hard kick in her father’s ribs.
Philip groaned loudly in pain and James came up behind Drake, pulling him away. “That’s enough.”
“Not nearly enough!” Drake yelled.
Charles held up his hand, but it seemed that Drake wasn’t going to be swayed. His anger showed clearly on his face and it frightened her some.
“Did he beat you again?” he asked her, keeping his eyes fixed on her father. Natasha’s throat went dry. She couldn’t answer the question, fearing what he might do. “Did he beat you!” he yelled so loud she jumped and took a step backwards.
“Yes,” she whispered, hugging herself, swallowing hard.
Drake lunged at her father, who was struggling to stand up. James quickly put himself between the two men, holding Drake back.
“She is my daughter and I can discipline her anyway I chose.” Philip pointed a finger at Drake. “Now get out!” He waved to the door with one hand and pressed a handkerchief to his nose with the other.
“Oh, you don’t get away with this that easy,” Where Natasha found her voice in all of this, she didn’t know, but the time to stand up for herself was long overdue. She walked up to her father, standing between him and Drake. “You’ve broken every law that you’ve written, and gotten away with it. You’re not going to get away with it with me any longer.” She shook her head. “I’m accepting the claim made to me by Drake Draeger. I’m acknowledging him as my mate in front of the head to our Cabinet. Before them all I swear upon my mother’s grave that if you ever lay a hand on me again I will let my mate enforce his right to kill you with his bare hands. Another of
your
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“Let’s go home.”
Drake nodded, shrugged James off, and wrapped his arms around her. He turned, headed for the door, and stopped once more.
“Philip Millard,” Charles booming voice stilled everyone in the room once more. “It’s my duty to inform you that you are no longer a member of the Shifter Cabinet.”
“You can’t do that,” Philip said.
“Oh, as a matter of fact, I can,” Charles told him. “You’ve broken the one law that I can’t turn my head from. By our rules, your daughter was claimed and mated. You don’t have the right to take her away from her mate. Therefore, your punishment stands.”
“I demand banishment also,” Drake added. “He sent someone to kill me.”
Charles nodded. “That request must be made to the Cabinet.”
“Then I make it.” Drake met her father in the eye. “You should’ve given more thought to the change in the laws, because you’re fucked now.”
With a squeeze to her, Natasha left the office, past Elli and walked out of the house that never was a home. She didn’t look back, only got into the backseat of the car with Drake behind her, James got behind the wheel.
“Home?” Natasha asked.
“Home,” Drake sighed, his head going back on the seat.
Closing her eyes, she snuggled up against him. Drake wrapped one arm tightly around her. “I knew you’d come.”
“I told you before. Only death will keep me away from you. Nothing more.”
“Then don’t go do something stupid and get yourself killed.”
Drake chuckled softly, “Yes, ma’am.”
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Drake sprawled out in the middle of the bed, naked, sore, tired, and waiting for his mate to come out of the shower.
Instead of going straight home, James took him to the hospital. The stitch job to his leg was pulled out, the gash cleaned and restitched. His ribs were x-rayed and rewrapped as well. He indeed had one cracked rib and several bruised pretty badly. Orders were to stay in bed for the next couple of days and rest.
The water turned off and instantly he was hard. Just thinking about the water dripping from her body, maybe a drop or two falling from a pert nipple and he was more than ready to be deeply buried inside her.
Hell, it didn’t matter to him that his leg was throbbing or that anything exerting was out of the question. He wanted his mate, needed to assure himself that she was indeed here with him once more.
Natasha came out of the bathroom with a towel only wrapped around her slim body. Steam from the shower fanned around her, making her appear more angelic than she already was. She rubbed her hair with another towel, vigorously, with her head down. The sight had his balls tightening up, threatening to spill.
“So, when will the window get fixed again?” she asked, tossing her head up, the wet long locks of her hair spilling out around her, some sticking to her wet shoulders. When her eyes met his she smiled, “Drake that isn’t what you’re supposed to be doing. Resting is the order from the doctor.”
Drake shrugged and took hold of his thick shaft, stroking up and down. “It has a mind of its own and is desperately thinking about you.”
She licked her lips and he twitched. “Damn, don’t do that baby.”
“Do what?” Natasha blinked her eyes several times and he had to laugh even though it hurt slightly. The way she tried to look all innocent made her look cute as hell.
“Tease me with that sweet mouth of yours,” he purred. “I don’t like to be teased.”
“Really?” She cocked her head to the side and the sun shined bright on her bruise face. He had yet to see what other damage her father inflicted upon her. She tossed the towel in her hand back into the bathroom and went up to the foot of the bed. Holding his breath, Natasha crawled slowly upon it, right between his spread legs. “I’ll have to 98
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remember that.”
She slapped his hand away. Drake held his breath, watching her take hold of his cock, moving her tiny hand up and down the length in the same manner he had done.
“You know, I do understand that you need to rest and heal,” she stated, her brow coming together in a frown that had him instantly on guard. “But I really would hate to let something like this go to waste.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.” She pushed it up and licked the underside from his balls to the tip. Drake let the air he was holding out in a rush. “I think I might just have to play with it some. You don’t mind, do you?” Both of those eyebrows went up this time, the question so innocent he knew she was going to kill him with pleasure. Drake couldn’t answer her, only shook his head no. She smiled, “Good.”
Her mouth closed over the large plum shape head and she sucked only that. He moaned, fisted both hands, pressing them against his forehead. Her tongue flicked back and forth over it when she pulled it out. It drove him nuts, made him crazy with need, but also filled him with hunger for more.
Down her tongue went again, and back up, flicking the head before she sucked it back into her mouth. Drake breathed hard, ignoring the slight discomfort in his side. Now the pleasure was too much for him to worry about the pain.
A moan from her, a deep low growl from him, and Natasha took half of his length into her mouth, and down her throat. At that moment, he knew he just died a happy man.
He grabbed onto the headboard, looked down at her, and watched her watching him as she moved her head up and down. She pulled on the shaft, and he fought to hold back an impending climax.
“Move up here,” he told her, reaching for her as best as he could. “I want to taste you as you taste me.”
Natasha released him, “Are you sure you can do that with your rib?”
“Fuck my rib, I want you.”
She moved her body over his, turned around and gasped at the first kiss to her pussy. Drake yanked the towel away from her body brought her pussy down closer to his face and began to lick her. Once more Natasha had his cock in her mouth, sucking it hard, grazing it with her teeth. In turn, Drake opened her pussy up and dove in like a hungry cat to fresh cream.
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his cock before taking it into her mouth. Her moaning around his shaft vibrated, sending shards of raw pleasure racing down the length, to gather in his balls. He was so close he shook with the need, but held it back. The pleasure too intense now for it to end.
Harder she pulled on his cock and harder Drake in turned sucked on her clit. Two fingers he pushed deep into her, and one teased her ass. She wiggled, squirmed and grinded herself on his face. He made a loud smacking sound with his lips, flicked her clit again with the tip of his tongue, and fucked her fast with his fingers.
“I want this again.” He pushed lightly against the anal ring. “You going to give it to me again?”
She moaned her answer against him and Drake pushed his finger deep into her ass. He closed his lips once more on her clit, pulling at her.
Natasha screamed, or at least it sounded like one. She shattered over him, and he felt the tight muscles of her pussy contract around his fingers. She gave him one more scrape along the shaft and his own release came forth, and she drank it down.
Releasing her pussy, he trailed kissed along the roundness of her ass cheeks, slowing down his fingers. When Natasha released his cock from her mouth, she didn’t stop giving it attention. She still kissed, licked, and moved her hand up and down the base. Maybe only a minute after his orgasm and he was once more hard again.
“Ride it,” Drake ordered her, slipping his fingers from her pussy, but not her ass. “Fuck me, Natasha. Fuck me hard, mate.”
Natasha moved down his body posed his cock at her entrance and slowly lowered herself down. He saw the bruising on her lower back and closed his eyes, pushing the sight away.
Fuck if she wasn’t tight as the first time he came inside her. He felt the snug muscles of her vagina part, stretch for him.
Fully embedded inside her, Natasha moved and moved fast and hard upon him. She gasped with each downward motion, and Drake was right there with her. But it wasn’t enough. He wanted to see her face, watch her expression as she grew closer and closer to her orgasm.
“Turn around,” he barked the order at her.
Natasha stopped, turned herself around on him, hands flat on his belly. Her blue eyes were glazed over in passion. Not waiting for him to tell her to move, or even see if he was ready, she moved again. She thrust upon him hard, taking what she needed, what he asked for—took them up to a new high.
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thrust. Her mouth opened, sounds came forth, head tossed back. It was such a beautiful sight, seeing her in the throes of passion upon her.
“God I love you Natasha,” he breathed out.
Natasha cried out, her body lowered over his and her mouth bit down on his chest, right on the mark that she put upon him the night of her cycle. Drake yelled, swelled and came once more deep into her. Now he wished like hell they could conceive a child right then, but knew they couldn’t. Their chances of a baby only came with her cycle and that was going to have to wait another month. Damn if he didn’t wish he would get her pregnant right now.
Drake wrapped his arms tightly around her, holding her close. He was at peace finally and it was all because of this one woman in his arms.
“Love you, Drake,” she sighed.
“Love you, Natasha,” he said. “Forever.”
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“Martin’s house is on the other side of town.” James sat down at the kitchen table with a tired sight. “He’s just recently married and we all suspect has taken over a dozen males and killed them, but we can’t prove it.”
“You look like shit, James,” Drake stated.
James snared and flipped him off, “Let’s see how well you do if you didn’t have a mate for the full moon.”
“Go to a Gathering. Heard things have changed and more females have showed up.”
“Not nearly enough.” James looked around. “Where’s Natasha?”
“Nelly took her shopping. She still refused to go back to her father’s place for her things.” Drake sat forward in his chair. “You got pictures of this place?”
“So you are interested.” James sat back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest. “Revenge won’t bring him back. It’ll only cause you trouble
.”
“Who said anything about revenge?”
James made a tsking sound, shaking his head. “Give me a break here. I do think I’ve learned a few things about you in the months we’ve been friends, so stop bullshitting me please.” He pointed a finger at Drake. “Natasha finds out, she’s going to have your nuts.”
“Only if you tell her.” Drake rubbed his jaw and sighed. “I need to see him. I need to look at the bastard that killed my father.”
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“Why?”
“I just need to. I need to see what it is about this one human that can bring down a male like my father.” Drake shook his head. “It isn’t right, James. He’s human. Weaker than us.”
“I don’t know man.” James shook his head also. “This doesn’t feel right to me. You go and do something stupid then that fucker comes after you. Then what? You want to risk Natasha like that?” James looked down at his watch. “We need to go. The meeting starts in half an hour.”