Chasing His Squirrel (Big Bad Bunnies Book 2)

by Golden Angel

Which was really weird, but it didn't scare her like her reaction downstairs had.

  Squirrels occasionally scent marked when they really, really liked someone. Or when they'd found their mate - although with the lack of partner prospects and the scurries' insulation from other shifters, it had been years since any squirrel shifters had found their fated mate. Jesse's squirrel had definitely never wanted to scent mark any of the men she'd dated or slept with before. Maybe the tiger in her was affecting her?

  Or maybe her squirrel liked Brady even more than she'd realized. The little nut-lover apparently thought of him as hers. It had already rubbed her scent all over his chest and still wasn't satisfied. Luckily, Brady didn't seem to mind.

  The kiss had started out slow but he was making up for that now and Jesse's engine was revving like a sports car at the start line. Not that she wanted to go around in circles for hours, but she could definitely think of a few things she'd like to do for hours... especially right now when her energy was all up. Waiting for Brady to get out of the shower had given her plenty of time to think about everything that had just happened, but instead she'd been too distracted by visions of naked, soapy Brady.

  She'd also been willing to let Daniel go with Eli and the others, specifically because some part of her had hoped alone time with Brady would lead to exactly this. After weeks of being so filled with pain, barely able to touch the man she’d had a gigantic crush on, followed by a fight where she could have lost him, her desire for contact, for his touch, was overwhelming.

  So when he kissed her, Jesse had taken fierce advantage of the moment and kissed him back with all the pent-up emotion she was feeling. Then his tongue was in her mouth and she was memorizing his taste, her fingers digging into his shirt. Brady growled, sending vibrations through her body that made her squeeze her thighs together.

  Holy hell it felt so good to feel arousal. Her body's responses to everything had taken second place to the pain when she'd been sick, and now that she was awake it was like everything was sharper, more crystalline clear. Jesse found herself actually climbing him as she kissed him, her arms around his neck, her body lifting as her legs wrapped around his body like it was a tree trunk. All the better to rub her pussy against him...

  Brady rumbled against her, pulling his face away from hers. "We're not having sex here."

  "Why not?" Jesse scowled at him. Okay, it might be a little quick considering they'd never been on a date, but they had known each for a month and Brady had spent a good portion of that time at her bedside, playing games with her, talking with her, watching Doctor Who with her... Now that she knew he wanted her, she didn't really want to wait.

  "Because our first time having sex is not going to be in a staff room on a couch." The way he said it let Jesse know this was not a point he was going to compromise on.

  Jesse groaned as she slid down the front of his body, whimpering a little as her empty pussy spasmed in protest. Her squirrel chittered angrily, growling in her head. "What about against the wall?"

  A muscle in his jaw clenched, heat flashed in his dark eyes, but he still shook his head.

  She sighed.

  He put her down in front of him and loosened his arms around her, taking a half-step back.

  Jesse dropped to her knees, her hands gripping his sweatpants and taking them with her. Whoever had invented sweatpants with an elastic waistband was the best. So forward thinking.

  She was fast enough lifting his shirt - which hung down well past his hips - that he couldn't stop her before his cock was practically smacking her in the face. It was a very nice cock. Long. Pink. Perfect. With pearly liquid already gathered at the slit. Grabbing its base with one hand, she tilted it downwards towards her, squeezing the hot root as the musky scent of male and arousal filled her nose.

  Brady's hands were already on her hand on his shirt, trying to push the fabric back down. Quick as a wink, Jesse flicked out her tongue to taste his pre-cum. Salty and sweet, and accompanied by a pained groan and his fingers tightening around her hands before freezing in place.

  Mmmm cream.

  Opening her lips, Jesse took the fat head of his cock into her mouth, rubbing her tongue all over its spongy surface. She could practically feel Brady's knees buckle. Since she was so much shorter than him, that might not have been such a bad thing. Humming happily as she took him deeper, sliding him further into her mouth, she squeezed her thighs together as her arousal surged.

  It had been a long time since she'd given head. A really long time. And Jesse had always liked giving head. There was something supremely sexy about literally having a guy by the balls, having him towering over her all the while knowing she could make his experience truly pleasurable or truly painful. She wanted to make it pleasurable, of course, but simultaneously having so much control while in such a submissive position appealed to her.

  Her fingers tightened around his shaft as he thrust his hips forward, apparently giving up the fight and letting her have her way. Yeah, kind of hard to argue with a mouth on your dick, Jesse supposed, stifling a giggle.

  Dropping his hands from the bottom of his shirt, one landed on Jesse's shoulder, the other sliding into her hair, and she practically purred at the contact. Actually, drop the practically, she was purring! Not that she was going to complain, because Brady apparently really, really liked it. Chalk up a bonus point for her newly awakened tiger genes, as his eyes rolled back in ecstasy while she purred, taking most of his length into her throat and only stopping when her lips pressed against her hand at the base of his dick.

  "Holy fuck, Jesse..." His voice was very hoarse now, and with a guttural groan, he gave in completely and his hips started thrusting.

  Suckling and running her tongue along the underside of his dick as it slid in and out of her mouth, Jesse hummed happily as Brady moved. This was something she thought she'd never get to do again, and she felt so alive, and it felt so good, she thought she might cum just from the joy of pleasuring him. It had been so long since she'd had any kind of sexual contact, any kind of erotic pleasure, that she was like a pent-up-ball of horniness just waiting to explode.

  No sex until there was a bed? Fine. But that didn't mean she had to go completely without - and Jesse wasn't going to waste any of the precious time she'd thought she'd never have.

  ******

  The sensation of Jesse's mouth sliding up and down his cock was like finding nirvana. Slim fingers gripped the base of his dick, keeping her from choking as she swallowed the rest of his shaft, moving her head back and forth and paying special attention to the mushroom tip. Jesse sucked cock like it was her last meal and she was savoring every bit of it, and Brady was starting to think his head might explode.

  Part of him wanted to pull away until they had better surrounds, a more romantic setting, but at the same time he wasn't stupid enough to give up something that felt this good and obviously meant so much to her. There was a kind of desperation in her passion that passed even his own - and he was hornier than ever after having gotten used to fulfilling his sexual needs regularly only to stop as soon as he met Jesse. Not that he'd been particularly horny while she was dying, but now... fuck yes.

  It didn't help that his beast was all still hyped up from the fight and protecting her. Between his beast's energy, Jesse's determination, and his own desire, there was no way Brady was ever going to win this fight. Se he'd surrendered and was now reaping the rewards.

  Her grey eyes glinting with hunger, Jesse looked fucking amazing with her pink lips sealed tightly around his cock, her eyes eating him up the same way her mouth was. Brady was enjoying having her on his knees before him, but he really couldn't wait to get his hands on her... her soft breasts, her sweet slit, her creamy skin just waiting to be covered in his marks...

  Just thinking about Jesse naked and writhing for him was enough to send Brady careening to the edge of ecstasy.

  "Jesse - I'm gonna cum!" He tried to pull away, ready to use the bottom of his t-shirt to catch his load, but her
hand tightened its grip around the base of his cock and the suction of her mouth seemed to double at his warning. Fuck... she wanted to finish him in her mouth...

  Brady let out a strangled noise, halfway between a growl and a groan, as his balls tightened and his cum came shooting out. The rhythmic sucking of her mouth matched the pulses of his orgasm as she pulled every ounce of pleasure from him, her mouth working as his knees buckled and he almost fell over from extreme pleasure. It was the most explosive orgasm of his life and it had nothing to do with how long he'd waited, or how good she was at giving head (she was very good), and everything to do with the fact that it was her. Jesse.

  When she'd sucked the last spurt from him, he took a moment to regain his equilibrium, groaning at the sensation of her still tending to his slowly shrinking cock. Then his beast roused. Brady grabbed her and pulled her up to set her on the back of the sofa, one arm circled around her back to hold her securely in the slightly precarious position. His pants were around his ankles, but it's not like he cared.

  The shirt she was wearing didn't stand a chance as he ripped open the front, right down the middle. It gaped, showing off her peach-sized, creamy breasts with their strawberry tips, and Jesse gasped - a little in surprise, a little in delight. The scent of her arousal intensified and Brady's beast howled in his head as he bent over to kiss and suck on all that gorgeous, creamy skin.

  Yes! Mark her... keep the other males away... rub our scent on her...

  The bristles of his hair scraped over her skin as he kissed and sucked, deliberately leaving little hickeys all over her breasts. Brady couldn't say what was driving him to do so, because he'd never been into hickeys before - not even when he'd been in high school - but every little mark he left on Jesse's skin just increased his satisfaction and made his beast feel triumphant.

  Jesse's fingers dug into his shoulders as she shuddered, her back arching, his arm the only thing keeping her from falling onto the couch as she leaned back, thrusting her breasts into his face. He took one ripe berry between his lips and sucked hard, making her cry out as he nipped and licked at her tender nipple. His free hand slid down the front of her pants, into her underwear, and over the soft fur of her mound, fingers reaching out her sopping slit.

  She canted her hips forward, leaving her butt on the very edge of the couch back and her body entirely at his mercy. The new position allowed him to slide one finger into her tight sheath, and he could feel her shudder around him as she mewled and purred with lust. The slick heat encompassed his finger as her muscles rippled and squeezed, giving his imagination way too much to work with - his cock was already thickening again at just the thought of sinking into her.

  "Ooooh, Brady!" Her body shuddered as he nipped and suckled at her breasts, darkening her nipples with his attentions, covering her chest with his marks. He pumped his finger inside of her, letting the rest of his hand rubbed against her swollen pussy lips and clit, stimulating every part of her that he could.

  As she gasped and clenched, his lips moved higher, teeth nipping at her skin as his beast rode him.

  Mark... mark... warn the others off... mark... mark...

  Her sweet pussy quivered and Brady stroked, his mouth reaching her neck, and he bit down on the juncture between her neck and her shoulder. Not with his beast's teeth - it wasn't a mating mark (at least, not as had been explained to him after his sister had mated) - but hard enough to leave a dark red bite mark on her tender skin.

  Jesse screamed, her nails clawing at his back - which was unfortunately covered up by his shirt - as her pussy spasmed around his finger. Growling, Brady sank his teeth deeper to hold her in place as his finger fucked her hard, the heel of his hand grinding against her clit and making her sob at the intense pleasure.

  If the phone sitting on the nearby table hadn't started ringing, he probably would have ended up taking her on the couch, so he should really be grateful to Eli for keeping him from taking Jesse in the staff room on an old piece (and probably often used) piece of furniture. Which was definitely not how he had visualized their first time together. The scene was seriously lacking in romance.

  Somehow, though, he had trouble finding the proper gratitude anyway.

  ******

  Walking into Eli's office, holding Brady's hand and wearing the t-shirt he'd been wearing (which thankfully covered up all the hickeys except the epic one at the base of her neck), Jesse felt a little dazed. Her legs were still rubbery from the incredible orgasm she'd had on his finger - finger! Singular!

  She was going to need some stretching before he tried to put that monster cock in her, that was for sure. Brady had big fingers on big hands; he was just big all over. While Jesse didn't usually feel small, next to him she felt pretty freaking dainty. He wasn't Hagrid sized or anything, but he might be the closest thing a normal person could get to being a half-giant (if giants were real, since Jesse had never heard of any outside of her fantasy books).

  Brady was shirtless, which was also pretty distracting, even if she wasn't still trying to overcome the mush-brain state her orgasm had left her in. She really would have liked nothing better than to curl up with him and snuggle and shut out the world for a while. Pretend they were the only two people in the world and just be for a little bit. Too bad the world didn't get the memo.

  Everyone looked up as they walked in and Jesse blushed as the majority of the room immediately zeroed in on the mark on her neck. Brady had seemed a little upset by how marked up she was - not just the bites all over her boobies and upper chest, but also the claw marks he'd left on her lower back. He'd been really concerned that he'd hurt her - especially since he hadn't even realized he'd clawed her - but they hadn't hurt when it happened and they didn't hurt now. Everything just kind of tingled and throbbed in a good way.

  "Ooooh gross," Daniel groaned, slapping his hand over his eyes and cringing. He was sitting off to the side on Eli's couch, next to Brady's youngest brother. Brice grinned and hooted, causing Jesse's blush to flame even hotter.

  Eli's lips quirked but he didn't react otherwise. There were a few chuckles around the room, but for the most part no one made any comments. Jesse didn't recognize most of the people in the room, but Brady seemed to; he gave them all friendly nods.

  "Thank you for joining us," Eli said, his voice completely bland. He gestured at one of the empty chairs in front of him for Jesse. The other chair wasn't in use, but apparently none of the soldiers felt like they were going to use it. "Jesse, you know Brady's brothers; everyone else here is one of my squad commanders."

  "Hello," Jesse said softly as she sat down in the chair. Her gaze skipped over the men and women standing around her, and she felt very small and vulnerable. The scent of predator was strong in the small room, but she felt torn between wanting to run away and wanting to bare her teeth to show she wasn't prey. That second reaction was definitely new. When Brady's hand came down on her shoulder, his presence looming behind her, she relaxed slightly, knowing he had her back. Everyone smiled at her or murmured their own hello before focusing back on Eli.

  "So, to finish up what I was saying," Eli said, addressing the others in the room, and Jesse got the feeling they'd interrupted. Apparently Eli had thought they'd take longer than they did. "We need more intel on The Company, where they found the mercs they used today. I'm tired of working in the dark. It seems like they're working entirely with humans, so anyone who has human contacts, reach out. Let me know if you discover anything, even if it seems insignificant. Got it?"

  "Yes, Sir," they chorused. Jesse was fascinated. Everyone in this room was predatory, scarily competent looking, and some of them even seemed like they were coiled up violence just waiting to be put into motion, and the respect they felt towards Eli showed in every single one of their eyes. He was like the Alpha of Alphas. It was one thing to hear people say it, almost jokingly, and another thing to see all these dominant shifters following his orders.

  Especially since they were all armed to the teeth and wearing clot
hing that showed off their muscles, while Eli was in his suit sitting behind a desk. None of them matched Brady for height, but they were all intimidating as hell; way scarier looking than Eli at first glance. She felt like the old adage of "never judge a book by its cover" fit Eli perfectly.

  "Dismissed." Eli waved his hand, giving them all a brisk nod as they nodded back and filed out the door. Several of them clapped Brady on the shoulder in a kind of 'congratulations.'

  The door closed behind them with a kind of finality, leaving her in the room with Eli, Brady, Daniel and Brice. Sitting on the edge of the couch, Daniel's eyes were practically sparkling and Jesse couldn't help but wonder if Eli had let Daniel listen in as kind of a treat. Great, just what she needed... more soldier-worship for her brother to indulge in. Couldn't he want a safer job?

  Like, maybe an accountant or something?

  He hated math, so probably not, but there had to be something safer he could do that he would enjoy.

  Eli's blue eyes caught hers as he studied her face and then looked at the mark on her neck. Lifting his gaze up, he gave Brady a small smile. "I see your bear is coming through."

  "My bear?" Brady asked, sounding nearly as confused as Jesse was. Scurries didn't teach their young too much about other shifters habits and cultures, because what was the point? So she had no idea what bear traits Eli was talking about, other than it apparently had something to do with the massive love bite on her neck.

  "When we're feeling possessive, even if our bear isn't ready for a claiming bite yet, we show it," Eli said with a little smirk.

  "Ewww," Daniel muttered, slumping back onto the couch and rolling his eyes towards the ceiling. Everyone ignored him, although Brice snickered again.

  Blushing furiously again, Jesse thought about all the marks the t-shirt wasn't showing. Yeesh. On the other hand... awesomesauce! Brice's animal was feeling possessive! So was her squirrel, although she didn't feel the need to bite him - rubbing him all over with her scent was her impulse. Making sure any other female shifter who got within ten feet of him knew he was off limits to them. Since he smelled very strongly of her right now, her squirrel was feeling rather smugly satisfied. She wasn't feeling quite ready to do any claiming yet either - she'd like to have a real relationship that didn't involve her being confined to a bed the entire time - but it was nice to know their animals were on the same page. It was hard to have a relationship with someone if your animal didn't like them.