Stranded with a Cajun Werewolf

by Selena Blake

  After dinner and the long version of how Burke and Kendall met, they moved back to the living room. Burke was glad that Kendall fit so seamlessly into the Deveraux family.

  “Three blondes and two brunettes,” Jules said, as the men stood next to the fire, watching the women accept Kendall into the pack, pink hair and all. “We know how to pick

  ‘em.” “Agreed,” André said and they clanked beer bottles together.

  “How’d you get in, anyway?” Burke asked. He glanced at his brother as he took a swig of beer.

  “You left your keys in the lock, mon frère. Getting sloppy, yeah?”

  “Distracted,” Burke said, his gaze once again zeroing in on Kendall.

  Amanda and Angel continued to pepper her with questions. She didn’t hide her past.

  And the shadows that had once made her brilliant eyes dim were gone.

  “Nothing will bring a family together like a bébé,” Sebastian said, obviously full of pride. Angel and Kendall each had a hand on Amanda’s belly and the five of them giggled as Kendall exclaimed “he kicked me!”

  Burke couldn’t remember being happier than he was at this moment nor could he erase the goofy grin from his face. Their family, their circle, was finally complete.

  Years ago they’d made a pact. To start a new life. A better life. Free of the destructive emotions, fighting and pain. They’d vowed never to return to France, to never allow the people in their past to haunt their future. And now, all the years of pain and angst, gone. And in front of them, a lifetime of children and happy memories. The Deveraux men would allow nothing less.

  As the women discussed baby names, André turned to Burke. “I guess you didn’t need any help finding your mate, after all.”

  Before he could answer, a familiar voice filled the room. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”

  The women gasped and turned toward the gray haired woman standing in the foyer.

  “Marie?” Kendall said, shock and confusion filling her voice.

  Burke glanced between his wife and the woman he’d known so many years ago.

  “Mother?” Sebastian, Jules and André parroted. Their voices held the same note of shock that zinged through Burke.

  “I see everything is as it should be.” Marie Bernard-Deveraux smiled as she surveyed the room.

  “What are you doing here?” Sebastian demanded, striding across the room to put himself between the pack and his mother. He looked every bit the Alpha he was. Tall, broad, shoulders back, muscles twitching with tension. He was, without a doubt, ready for a fight.

  She glanced at each of their mates, starting with Juliette, her gaze studying them quickly but thoroughly. Burke didn’t miss the way André covertly checked the windows and doorways. Nor did he blame him for not trusting the woman who’d caused them so much pain in the past.

  If she was expecting a warmer welcome…

  “I have a gift. For you and Jules.”

  “We don’t need anything from you.”

  “No. I don’t suppose you do. But you’ll want this.” She closed her eyes and tipped her head back. Amanda gasped and Sebastian pivoted. As she placed a hand over her heart he turned back to his mother, his body shifting to his were form.

  Then Angel clutched her chest. “Ouch.”

  “Sebastian, wait,” Jules called as he knelt before his fiancé.

  “What the—“ Angel ground out.

  “I’ve given them my immortality.”

  Sebastian slowly shifted back, his clothes in tatters.

  Marie glanced up at her oldest son, her gray eyes full of anguish. “I was trapped in a loveless life. I felt so much pain, endured so much anguish. I never wanted that for you boys, but I know I caused it…And I lost you. Helping the five of you find your mates was the one thing I’ve done right in my life.”

  She began to dissolve, like paint in water.

  “The flowers,” Amanda said, her voice full of awe. “You sent me the flowers. We always wondered…”

  Marie nodded, tears in her eyes. “Take good care of him,” she told her. “He was always too uptight. Too responsible.”

  Amanda, one hand on her belly, the other over her heart, nodded and her eyes glistened with tears.

  “You told Angelica’s old boyfriend where to find her?” Jules declared.

  “I might have mentioned that you and André were the best trackers in the country,” Marie said.

  “You hired her to kill me,” Laurent added, glancing at Violet. The look of love that traveled between them was almost tangible.

  “I knew she wouldn’t be able to. She just needed to find you again, Laurent,” Marie said, her smile trembling.

  “You encouraged me to come back to the states,” Juliette said.

  “He needed you and you needed him. It was finally time to let the past be the past,” Marie said, almost invisible now.

  All eyes turned from her to Kendall. “You told me I’d find safety on the mountain road.” Kendall’s gaze met his and she smiled. It was a brilliant smile of a woman in love; so happy, it left Burke more than a little choked up. I found more than that. I found love.

  His mate was right. They’d all found love. In a roundabout way. Marie Bernard-Deveraux had played matchmaker to the sons and nephews who’d shunned her.

  Each of their women turned misty eyes back to Marie. But she was gone. No more than a memory now. The room was tomb quiet save for the crackling fire. Burke glanced from Sebastian to Jules, then turned to André.

  It was a long time before anyone spoke. Jules tugged at the cowl neckline of Angel’s sweater to examine the mate-mark. As if sensing he needed reassurance, Amanda stood and wrapped her arms around Sebastian’s waist. He squeezed her until she squeaked out a protest.

  The gravity of the moment settled around Kendall like a heavy blanket. She’d only known them a short while, but she already knew the Deverauxs to be caring, independent people. And just like she, they each had endured a dark past.

  She swallowed back the tumultuous emotions and gave Violet a shaky smile. It was hard to fathom that the kind old woman who’d told her to take the mountain road to safety was now gone. Had vanished…evaporated before her eyes.

  Amanda finally broke the silence with her sweet southern drawl. “She had a hand in all of it.” Sebastian sank onto the ottoman behind the couch and pulled her into his lap.

  Feeling shell-shocked, Kendall got to her feet and sought Burke’s gaze. “Would you like me to help you get the guest rooms ready? I’m afraid we didn’t know we were having company,” she said apologetically.

  Angel piped up. “Let Jules and I do that while you get to know the family.”

  “Are you sure?” Burke asked.

  “We’ll find everything we need, cousin. We’re just glad you’re okay,” Jules said as he helped Angel up.

  Burke reached for Kendall and she went willingly into his arms.

  “Aren’t you going to let me hug my new sister-in-law,” Laurent asked. His teasing lightened the mood.

  Burke grunted as he stepped back. Laurent was smiling as he enveloped her in his arms.

  “Thanks for making my brother so happy,” he whispered.

  Squeezing her eyes shut against the sudden rush of tears, Kendall whispered back,

  “thank you for keeping him alive so I could find him.” Later that night when the house was silent, Burke was once again wrapped in Kendall’s arms. She’d awoken him with a kiss, her body recovered from another round of lovemaking. It amazed him that she wanted him so much. That she gave herself so freely.

  In the firelight, he stared into her eyes. They didn’t need words. Only a look. A touch.

  She trailed a fingertip down his jaw and then raised her lips to his. He took what she was offering. Then he gave it back.

  Her legs wrapped around his hips and she opened herself to him. Silently, she accepted his weight, a serene smile gracing her lips. He ducked his head to taste them.

  When he was sheathed
inside her, he felt as if he’d finally made it home. And as he started to move, and saw the look in her eyes, he knew his home was where she was.

  Today, tomorrow, and every day after. So long as she loved him, he would be a happy man.

  “Faster,” she whispered. He picked up the pace a fraction. But he wanted to take things slow. This was a facet to their lovemaking he hadn’t experienced yet and he wanted to enjoy each…thrust.

  Her inner muscles gripped him tighter and he moaned.

  He would never take the sweet slide in and out of her incredible body for granted. He would never take her for granted.

  Somehow he’d gotten lucky a second time. This time he would protect his love. Nourish it. Revel in it.

  Wrapping himself around her, he buried his face in the fan of her hair.

  She sighed in his ear, her arms draped around him. With her powers returned, she was stronger. But just as passionate. He marveled at the way her hips met his.

  “Burke…” she said, breathless. “I want to feel you—closer.”

  “Closer?”

  He looked down at her and saw the incredible smile curving her lips. Withdrawing from her took all his will power. He placed a kiss on her belly as he backed up.

  She flipped over and got on her hands and knees. With her hair draped over one shoulder, she glanced back at him. It was a submissive pose, one that sent shivers through him. His wolf let out a yip as he slid his palms over her hips.

  Inhaling her delicate scent, he curled his body over her and entered her from behind.

  Together, as one, they sighed their pleasure. For a moment, he didn’t move. Didn’t want to disturb the feeling of rightness washing through him.

  Kendall rolled her hips in a tiny circle that got his attention. Arms braced on either side of her, he rocked forward, thrusting as far as he could. She let out a hoarse cry and tossed her head back.

  Her skin glowed in the firelight. How had he—what had he done to be so blessed?

  Dipping his head, he rained kisses over her shoulder.

  Not breaking the rhythm, he made love to her, his mate, his wife. Together, they spiraled toward pleasure. The orgasm gripping him didn’t want to wait. The wolf inside him did not want to wait. His teeth grew and his jaw popped.

  Mark her, his wolf demanded.

  Claim her, his were added.

  He reached around and stroked her clit. Her hips jerked back against his, forcing him deeper inside her body.

  Grazing his teeth over his shoulder, he waited for the perfect moment. She whimpered as he helped build her orgasm. It didn’t take long before her body was gripping his cock like a vise. He groaned and sank his teeth into her flesh, marking her, claiming her.

  You’re mine.

  And you’re mine.

  Forever.

  Forever, she agreed.

  His orgasm hit him, and every muscle in his body went tight and still as he released inside her. Beneath him, Kendall cried out, her back arching. Between the two of them, the pleasure went on and on. He never knew it could be like this. That he could feel this complete.

  Drained, he licked the bite he’d left and slowly withdrew his cock. His beautiful little mate promptly collapsed onto the bed. When he pulled her to his side she was still smiling even as she was falling asleep. He kissed her nose, settling in for another nap, knowing that before the night was over, they’d probably reach for each other again.

  Burke shuffled into the kitchen late the next morning. Jules and André were already at the table, wolfing down a hearty breakfast.

  “We’re takin’ the girls to the slopes this mornin’. You wanna go?” André asked.

  The lure of the pure white mountains in the distance was strong. But not as strong as his desire to get back to bed.

  “Maybe later.” The glance they shared said they knew exactly why he didn’t want to leave the cabin and that they didn’t blame him.

  “Well, we’re off to buy more baby clothes,” Amanda called from the entry way. Burke turned to see Sebastian helping her with her gloves. Their Alpha didn’t seem quite as enthusiastic as his mate.

  André and Jules chuckled as if they’d escaped such trying duties.

  “You’re time will come,” Sebastian declared on the way out the door.

  That sobered his cousins up real fast.

  Burke laughed.

  According to André, Laurent had borrowed the truck to take Violet shopping for cold weather gear. It wasn’t long before the others piled into his Land Rover. Burke knew the other men felt bad about interrupting his alone time with Kendall. He had no doubt that they would make themselves scarce over the next few days.

  “Looks like you’re stuck with me for the day,” Kendall said, hugging him from behind as he waved them off.

  “You don’t mind being stranded with a Cajun werewolf?” he asked, pulling her to his side. She shut the front door. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she gazed up adoringly at him. “There’s nowhere I’d rather be.”

  The End

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  An action movie buff with a penchant for all things supernatural and sexy, Selena Blake combines her love for adventure, travel and romance into steamy paranormal romance.

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  “I should have brought birthday cake,” Aiden called.

  “No, you shouldn't have,” she called back as she jerked the thong up her legs and over her hips.

  “A great bottle of wine will have to do then,” he said as he placed the goblets on her side table. She heard the soft strain of jazz in the air as she stepped into her bedroom and let the giddiness rush through her. Damn, it felt like her first time. Only better. It always did with him.

  “I did manage to scrounge up some cheese and pâté.” He gave her a grin that should have been illegal. “Or maybe I should just forget about the food and have you for a snack.” Two steps and they were toe to toe.

  He’d discarded his jacket and tie. The top button of his shirt was open, giving her a tantalizing view. She’d kiss that spot later.

  “You're so soft,” he murmured, running his hand down her back to cup her ass.

  “And you're so hard.” He had tucked his cock back into his slacks, but she could still feel it. With shaking hands she reached up to undo the rest of his shirt buttons.

  “It's all your fault, gorgeous.” What was? She stared at him, frowning. Oh, yeah. Him being hard.

  “When are you going to tell me what my surprise is?” She put on her cutest pouty face.

  With the last four buttons undone, he stepped back.

  “Not yet. You're so cute when you beg though.” He handed her a glass of Merlot and held the other to his lips.

  “Is that right?” She savored the fruity taste and then crawled onto the bed. “Maybe I should beg a little more.”

  “Maybe you should.” He held a pâté covered cracker between them. She took it between her teeth and waited for him to do the same.

  The cracker crumbled between them, melting on her tongue. She savored the flavors and the look in his eyes. He made her feel beautiful, desirable. She smiled at him and he smiled back.

  Together they finished off the cheese and cracker
s. Aiden refilled her goblet and then approached the edge of the bed.

  “Here's the first part of your surprise.” He let a black blindfold dangle from his fingers.

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