ToLoveaCougar

by Marisa Chenery

  “He said it would be like this.”

  “I don’t care. You’re coughing up blood, Dad. That’s not a good thing.”

  “I’ll let him give me one more injection of the new medicine. He told me to give it a chance before making the decision to discontinue using it.”

  “At this rate, another dose of it could have you right at death’s door. Tell him no.”

  “Your cousin is doing the best he can. And I’m willing to try anything he suggests.”

  “I’m going to tell you right now. If you continue to worsen with the new medication, I’ll tell Caleb to switch it whether you agree to it or not. It may be time to face facts that Caleb has reached the limit of what he’s capable of doing for you. It might also be time to check with another family group’s healer.”

  His father scowled. “No. They aren’t trained doctors. I paid for Caleb to go to medical school when he showed interest in that field so we’d have a doctor if one was needed.”

  “Be that as it may, this illness could be beyond Caleb. You have to admit that. He may be a skilled doctor, but he’s not one who does research into finding cures.”

  “I’ll still allow Caleb to try the new medication one more time.”

  “And that’s it. If you’re settled again, I’m going to leave you.”

  “Are Aspen’s parents still here?”

  “Yes, and they happen to be very nice people.”

  “I suppose they are, but I still find it hard to accept humans being aware of what we are.”

  “You need to learn to relax about that. There’s nothing you can do about Taylor’s mate being human. Personally, I’m glad Aspen turned out to be his. It’s allowed me to date someone not of our kind.”

  His dad narrowed his eyes. “You would date a human? Even though there’s a chance she could end up being your mate?”

  Blaise smiled. “As of today, I am dating one.”

  He didn’t wait for his father to say anything about that comment. Blaise left the master bedroom knowing full well he’d ticked his dad off, but he didn’t care much for that particular tradition. It was time to get over his kind’s stuck-up ways when it came to humans.

  Chapter Four

  Blaise hurried to the front door and opened it after the doorbell rang. He’d been in the kitchen looking through the wine fridge to see what kinds were already chilled. Seeing Harley standing on the other side, he yanked her over the threshold and into his arms, claiming her lips as he walked them backward. He kicked the door shut behind them.

  He lifted his head and smiled. “Hello again.”

  “Hello yourself,” Harley said. “Did you miss me or something?”

  “You could say that. Do you feel like having something to drink? We have wine and beer. And we have harder stuff as well. Your choice.”

  “I’m not much of a beer drinker. I could go for a glass of white wine if you have some.”

  “All right. You can come and pick a bottle for us to have. We have more than one.”

  Blaise captured Harley’s hand and walked her through the house to the kitchen. He stopped at the wine fridge and pulled the door open.

  “Take your pick,” he said.

  Harley looked around the room and whistled in appreciation. “This would be a chef’s dream kitchen.” She turned her gaze to the wine fridge, which was the same size as the regular one and full of bottles. “And that is a lot of wine.”

  “My parents are something of wine connoisseurs. They like to have a large variety on hand. As for the rest, we have a personal chef who cooks all our meals. Mom isn’t exactly handy in the kitchen.”

  “Must be nice. I’d love to have one. I can cook, but I hate doing it, especially when it’s just me who has to eat the food when I’m done.”

  “Then I’ll have the chef whip us up something nice for breakfast tomorrow.” Blaise noticed the backpack Harley had slung over one shoulder. “And I see you brought a change of clothes, which means you haven’t changed your mind about staying overnight.”

  She brushed a kiss across his lips. “No, I haven’t.” Harley looked inside the fridge and took out a bottle of white wine. “Let’s have this one. It’s about the only one I’ve tried before and know I like.”

  Blaise took the bottle from her. “I’ll grab some wineglasses and a corkscrew, then we can go up to my room.”

  He tucked the bottle under his arm, took out the glasses from the cupboard and the corkscrew from a drawer before he guided Harley up the stairs to his bedroom. He put what he carried on one of his bedside tables, then closed and locked the door.

  Harley had placed her backpack on the floor near his dresser and stood looking around. “You weren’t kidding when you said your bedroom was more like an apartment. This is almost as big as mine. You even have a small sitting room.” She walked over to the en suite and peered in. “Yup, your bathroom is the same size as my bedroom.” She then went to stand in front of him.

  While Harley had been checking out his room, Blaise had poured each of them a glass of wine. He held one out to her. “We do like our space around here.”

  Harley took the glass and sipped from it. “This is as good as I remembered.”

  Blaise had some as well. It wasn’t too sweet and not too dry. Just the way he liked his wine. He waited until Harley had another drink before he took her glass from her, and with his, placed them on the bedside table next to the bottle.

  He turned back to her and ran the pad of his thumb along her plump bottom lip. She opened her mouth and took the tip of it inside, giving it a suck. The sexual tension between them flared to life in an instant. Blaise’s cock hardened as he imagined her sucking on it instead of his thumb.

  He pulled his thumb away and bent to claim her mouth in a kiss that was all lips and tongue. She pressed closer, her hands dropping to his waist. Blaise pushed Harley’s jacket off and dropped it to the floor. With it no longer between them, her taut nipples brushed against him through the thin layers of their shirts.

  Harley moaned into his mouth and shoved her hands up the front of his t-shirt. Her fingers skimmed along his sides to his chest, then she caressed in the opposite direction to his stomach. He couldn’t hold back a cat’s purr as she continued lower and cupped his erection through his jeans. It jerked under her touch.

  “Mmm, I have a hold of something I’ve been dying to get up close and personal with,” Harley said against his mouth.

  “I can say it’s wanted that too.”

  “Then I’d better not disappoint it.”

  Blaise held perfectly still as Harley’s lips left his mouth and she nipped his chin before dragging his shirt up and over his head. She tossed it aside, her gaze landing on his bared upper body.

  “Normally I don’t like necklaces on a guy, but your cougar head pendant suits you,” she said, trailing a finger down the middle of his abs.

  “I’m glad you like it,” he answered, his voice husky as his arousal increased.

  Harley’s nimble fingers set to work on opening his jeans. With no difficulty she opened the button and tugged down the zipper. She parted the material and shoved a hand inside, wrapping around his hard cock.

  She looked down and moaned. “Still commando I see. I had thought to suggest you put that thong on, but now that I have what I’m craving in my hand, I think that can wait for another time.”

  He couldn’t agree more. With her fingers stroking his shaft, there was no way he wanted her to stop so he could change into a thong.

  “Yes, I can definitely wear it some other time.”

  Harley pressed a kiss to the center of his chest before she tugged his pants down low enough to spring his cock. She flicked the tip of her tongue over each of his nipples, stroking his length as she did so. Blaise sucked in a breath. He’d thought he’d be the seducer in this first encounter, but it would seem Harley had taken on that role.

  Her roving mouth left his chest and headed in a downward path, her lips skimming across his stomach muscl
es, which he couldn’t help but tighten as her tongue flicked out to taste his skin. Another loud purr pushed out of him.

  Blaise looked down and watched Harley slowly sink to her knees in front of him. She thrust her free hand into the back of his jeans and gripped his ass. She fisted his cock at the base and lapped the very tip with her tongue. He locked his knees to keep himself upright.

  She gave him a couple more good licks before she opened her mouth and took him inside. She greedily sucked, stroking with her hand what she couldn’t take with her mouth. Her head moved forward and back as she slid him in and out, keeping the delicious pressure around his length. He rocked his hips, matching the pace she set.

  All too soon Blaise had to stop her or risk coming in her mouth. It would end things a lot faster than he intended. Harley was still fully clothed, and he wanted the chance to explore her body as she’d done his before either of them found their release.

  He eased away, then brought her to her feet with a gentle hand around her arm. Blaise removed her top. He stared down at the sheer bra she wore, easily able to see the dusky rose of her nipples. He covered her breasts with his hands and stroked his thumbs across the tight peaks before he set to work on removing her jeans.

  Once Harley stood only in her matching bra and panties, Blaise took in what he’d revealed. Her body was curvy in all the right places. He couldn’t wait to get his lips and tongue all over her, learning every inch of skin.

  He met her gaze and held it as he undid the front clasp of her bra, then took it off. Blaise lifted her and carried her the very short distance to his king-sized bed. He placed her on the mattress and climbed up next to her, stretching out onto his side. Her chest rapidly rose and fell with each quick breath she took. The scent of her arousal filled his nose, increasing his need for her.

  Blaise bent his head and licked the hollow of Harley’s throat before he kissed his way down to her breasts, which had been enticing him to suck on them. He cupped one and swirled his tongue around the nipple. She arched her back in invitation, a throaty moan leaving her. He took the peak into his mouth and sucked as he plucked at the opposite one with his thumb and index finger.

  He left her breast and continued downward, placing featherlight kisses across her ribs to her bellybutton. He dipped his tongue inside it, then shifted even lower. Blaise used his teeth to drag her panties down. Once they snagged on her hips, he hooked a finger in them and pulled them the rest of the way off.

  Blaise reached between Harley’s legs and ran a finger along her pussy, collecting her juices. He brought it to his mouth and licked it clean, the flavor of her making him purr. His cock ached to be inside her, but the scent of her arousal enticed him to taste even more.

  He settled between her spread thighs, his shoulders pressing them farther apart, and tongued her pussy. She let out a whimpered moan, her fingers sinking into his hair as she held him to her. He licked and sucked, returning the pleasure she’d given him when she’d taken his cock into her mouth.

  “No more,” Harley said on a gasp. “I want you inside me, your cock filling me. Now.”

  “Are you sure you’re ready for me?”

  She tugged on his hair. “Yes. God yes.”

  Blaise shucked his jeans before he crawled up Harley’s body, settling his hips between her legs, the head of his cock against her slick opening. “Then you can have me.”

  He pushed forward until her pussy closed around the head of his shaft. He pulled slightly back, then pushed a little farther inside. He kept up the forward-and-retreat movement until he’d worked his full length into her.

  Blaise lifted his upper body onto his bent arms and set a steady pace, his hips thrusting between Harley’s spread thighs. Her pussy fit his cock like a glove. Her inner muscles squeezed around his shaft, increasing the delicious sensations he felt. He purred, unable to hold it at bay, telling her in the way of his kind how much he enjoyed being inside her.

  Harley raised her legs to either side of his hips as she lifted hers to match each of his strokes. She held on to his biceps, her fingers digging into his muscles. Breathy moans left her. He looked down to see she had her eyes closed, the pleasure she felt written on her face.

  He quickened his pace, his cock growing harder. His release edged ever closer, building at the base of his spine. Blaise angled his thrusts higher so his shaft rubbed against Harley’s clit as he pushed inside her pussy. She panted, her hands tightening even more around his arms.

  “Just like that. Don’t stop,” Harley said. “Oh, so close.”

  “Come. I’ll be right there with you.”

  Her inner muscles fluttered around his cock, then clutched and released it as she climaxed. He pumped his hips faster, his point of no return rushing up to meet him. He let loose with a cat growl, falling into an intense orgasm. His shaft pulsed deep inside her, filling her with his cum.

  Once it was over, Blaise collapsed on top of Harley, making sure to take some of his weight on his arms so he didn’t crush her with his larger size. He gently kissed her, his cock still buried inside.

  “I don’t know about you,” he said, “but I want to do that again.”

  Harley smiled. “Most definitely. We can go for round two as soon as you’re up for it.”

  Blaise rolled off her and sat up. “In that case, let’s have more wine while we wait. No point in wasting the bottle.”

  He reached over to the nightstand for their drinks as Harley pushed herself into a sitting position. Blaise ran his gaze over her naked body. Making love to her one time wasn’t nearly enough. And he was pretty sure his recovery time wouldn’t last any longer than it took for them to finish their glasses of wine.

  * * * * *

  Blaise woke with a start, not sure what had awakened him. He looked down at Harley who was fast asleep against his side, her head pillowed on his chest. A quick look at the clock showed it was late in the morning, pushing noon. He wasn’t surprised to find it so. They’d been up most of the night making love. The last bout had ended close to dawn.

  The sound of his mother shouting his name and Taylor’s had Blaise sitting bolt upright. There was no mistaking the fear in her voice by the way she called them. He jumped out of bed and grabbed his discarded jeans, then tugged them on as he headed for his bedroom door, hopping on one foot then the other as he stuck his feet into each leg.

  “What’s the matter?” Harley asked, sitting up and looking at him in surprise.

  “I don’t know, but my mom is calling for my brother and me. I think something is wrong.”

  Blaise threw open his bedroom door and ran down the hall toward the master bedroom as Taylor reached the top of the stairs. Blaise entered the room first. It didn’t take him long to take in the scene. His mom stood at the side of it, crying, looking unsure what to do as his father appeared to be having a seizure.

  “What’s going on?” Taylor demanded as he came to stand next to Blaise, who had reached their mother.

  “I think Dad is having a seizure,” Blaise answered. To his mother, he asked, “Did this just start?”

  She nodded. “Yes.”

  “Was Caleb here already?” She nodded again as she wrung her hands. “Did he give him another shot of the new medication?”

  “Yes.”

  “Damn it, I told Dad not to let Caleb give it to him. I had a feeling something like this would happen.”

  “What are you saying?” Taylor asked.

  “I think this new medication of Caleb’s isn’t helping Dad at all. It’s making him worse.”

  “We can discuss this later,” his mother said, her voice nearing a hysterical level. “What should we do about your father?”

  “Exactly what you’re doing now,” Harley said as she pushed her way past Blaise to stand by his father’s side. “When someone is having a seizure you leave them alone until it’s over. Just make sure there isn’t anything around them that they could hurt themselves on.”

  “Are you sure?” his mom asked tearfu
lly.

  “Yes. I’m a medical lab technician and have some CPR training. Did he just start seizing?”

  “Yes,” his mother replied. “How much longer will this last?”

  “A seizure can last for up to five minutes, but I don’t think his will. It appears to be slowing down.”

  Blaise looked at his father to see Harley was right. His father’s jerky movements were slowing. Once they stopped completely, she instructed them to place his dad on his left side with his head also at the side just in case he vomited, which thankfully he didn’t. It took a few minutes before his dad answered his mother when she said his name.

  “I’m glad you were here,” Blaise said to Harley. “None of us would have known what to do.”

  “Seizures can be scary things for anyone. Do you really think your dad is having an adverse reaction to the medication?”

  “Yes.”

  Blaise paused once he noticed his dad had fallen asleep and he had his mother’s and Taylor’s undivided attention as well. He’d been thinking about something since Caleb started the new medication. Something that didn’t put his cousin in a good light.

  “You already mentioned that, but by the look on your face, I have a feeling you have other thoughts about it as well,” his mom said.

  He nodded. “Don’t you think it’s a bit too coincidental that the new medication Caleb administered causes worse symptoms shortly after he’s injected Dad? Today it was a seizure. Yesterday he started coughing up blood. And Caleb’s real lack of concern about the latter has me questioning if he cares if Dad gets better.”

  Taylor sighed. “I have to agree with Blaise, Mom. The idea had crept into my mind too.”

  “Wait a minute,” Harley said. “Your dad is coughing up blood and his doctor isn’t worried about it? That has warning bells going off for me.”

  “What do you suggest we do, Harley?” his mom asked.

  “First off, I’d get him to see another doctor. And I’d seriously consider taking him to an emergency room.”

  Blaise, Taylor and their mother looked at each other before Blaise spoke. “That’s really not an option, Harley.”