Chasing His Squirrel (Big Bad Bunnies Book 2)

by Golden Angel

  His hands cupped her bare bottom, squeezing the soft flesh, as he moved towards his bedroom. She tasted like honey and pecans and Jesse, and his beast chuffed happily, thrilled that Brady was finally doing what the beast wanted. Thankfully, from the way she was devouring his mouth, they were on the same page.

  As he moved, her lips left his and started traveling down his neck, her teeth nipping at his skin and Brady groaned as his knees buckled slightly.

  "Jesse..." he growled in warning, pushing his way through his bedroom door. She ignored him, her teeth scraping along his collar bone, and Brady barreled towards the bed, practically falling onto the mattress with her beneath him.

  Her hair spread out like a wild halo around her head and her skirt was up around her hips, revealing the skimpy, blue thong she was wearing underneath. Brady leaned back on his knees, enjoying the sight of her laid out in front of him, grey eyes flashing with desire, lips parted as she took in a deep breath that lifted her chest.

  "Fuck," he said, sliding his hands up her thighs, up her skirt to her waist. Jesse gave him a little smile as she helped him peel the dress off of her body, leaving her in nothing but the thong and a bra.

  She let out a little gasp when he leaned over to kiss her neck, nipping her back, returning some of the sensual torment she'd teased him with. Cupping her breasts with his hands, he kneaded the soft flesh through her bra, and grinned as she wiggled around in frustration that he wasn't touching her quite the way she wanted him to.

  "Take it off," she demanded, and he chuckled as he slid his hands around to her back to undo the bra clasp. "Oh!"

  The little cry of satisfaction as he sucked one pink nipple into his mouth, her back arching to thrust her breasts up towards him, went straight to his cock, which was already so hard he was surprised his pants hadn't ripped open. As much as he wanted to take his time, his beast and his desire was riding him hard, his pent-up need scrambling his brain.

  She was so soft, so eager, her hands practically tearing at his shirt as she undid the buttons.

  Fuck it.

  Brady actually did tear his shirt off. If she was as ready to go as he was, he wasn't going to torture them both by forcing a slower pace.

  With that kind of focus, they were both naked in under a minute and he hand his hands full of hot, naked Jesse.

  "Fuck, you're perfect," he muttered as his hands slid up the silky skin of her sides, back to her breasts.

  Drawing him in with her legs, her heels digging into his back, Jesse undulated beneath him. The wet heat of her pussy was like a beacon to his cock, welcoming him home, and a full body shudder shook him as the head of his dick nudged into that velvet haven.

  Jesse whimpered, her nails dragging down his chest, back arched. "Brady... please... I need you..."

  Like he would be able to resist a sentence like that.

  They both cried out in pleasure as he thrust forward, stretching her tight opening as his cock slid into her body. Her muscles rippled around his cock as he pulled away and thrust in again, going deeper, lubricating his length with her cream and using it to ease his passage. She was so tight, so wet, so hot, it was like his entire world narrowed to focus on how fucking amazing it felt to be inside of her.

  "Oh yes!" Her heels dug into the back of his thighs, just under his ass, as her hips canted upwards, burying the last of his length in her welcoming body.

  With her arms clinging to him, he let his hands slide around to her back, holding her against him as she shuddered.

  "I love you, Jesse."

  Thrust. She cried out.

  "I love you."

  Thrust. Another cry. "I love you, too."

  His beast roared with triumph as the sweetest words he'd ever heard echoed in his head.

  Holding her tightly against him, he kissed his way down her neck as he made love to her, desperately holding back his beast, which wanted to do a lot more than merely kiss.

  ******

  The sweet tenderness of Brady's hold on her was driving Jesse wild. Every thrust of his body into hers brought a wave of pleasure, winding her body around a spool and sending her another step closer to orgasm. But at the same time, he was being almost too tender... too gentle...

  She squirmed beneath him, her hips pushing up to meet his thrusts, her heels digging in to urge him on.

  The slow, steady rhythm was sexy as hell, drawing out her pleasure, leaving her breathless, and also making her frustrated as she ached for completion.

  "Brady... Harder... please! Faster!"

  "Can't," he gritted out between his teeth, his nose rubbing over her shoulder.

  Another long, lingering thrust that made her pulse.

  "Why not?" She was starting to feel almost desperate in her need. Every part of her body felt like it was aflame, like she was burning up from the inside. Her squirrel was feeling almost bloody-minded, and she knew she was leaving marks on him where her nails dug in... and she liked it. Liked knowing everyone would be able to see her mark of possession on him.

  He pulled up enough to look in her eyes, his weight resting on his elbows. His eyes really were almost glowing; they were much lighter than normal and with a touch of wildness, like she could see his beast just beneath his skin.

  "I want to mark you... mate-mark you. I can barely keep myself from doing it. Just give me a minute, I'll get myself under control."

  Anxious fear shot through her for just a moment, followed by her own squirrel's surge of desire. The human side of her worried, the way she always did... wasn't this too fast? Had they really known each other long enough? What if Brady changed his mind?

  Her squirrel hissed at her, dismissing her fears with the pragmatic exasperation of a beast, impatient with a human's petty ramblings.

  Ours! Why hesitate?

  "Do you want to?" she asked.

  Brady had gone still atop her, holding himself in place while he struggled with his instincts. The look in his eyes gave away how close he was to losing control to his beast.

  "Not until you're ready."

  See? Ours! Stop waiting!

  Love flooded through her, followed quickly by a desire for possession and completion. When he'd first left her here at the Peak, their relationship had been entirely on his terms. This past week, when he'd come to stay, it had been entirely on her terms.

  Being mated might be scary to her human brain, but it felt right. And sometimes, a person just had to go with their gut feeling. Jesse's gut feeling said Brady was it for her. The one, the man she wanted to be mated to, and her squirrel agreed.

  Sometimes, relationships were just about taking a leap of faith.

  "I'm ready."

  His eyes flew open in shock as her teeth sank into his neck, the second after she spoke.

  A roar of triumph rumbled through his frame, his body moved, thrust, hard and fast, and then teeth sank into her neck, making her cry out.

  It was like the bite had ignited a firestorm in her body; ecstasy wound itself around her limbs, through her core, and she screamed with the pleasure as Brady's thrusts rocked her, pounding her into the bed. She clung to him as tears sparked in her eyes from the intense sexual rapture swamping her relentlessly, surging with his every movement.

  The pleasure was all around her, through her body, in her head and out, and she could dimly feel her squirrel writhing in its own kind of ecstasy as she experienced the most intense, soul-shattering orgasm of her life. She could feel Brady swelling inside of her, pulsing, filling her with liquid heat and she quivered around him, her muscles milking and massaging and draining him.

  The bliss seemed to sweep around them, drawing them closer together, and she swore she could feel his pleasure as well as hers, mingling in an ecstatic and overwhelming meld of sensual satisfaction until they were both limp and spent.

  ******

  Could a bear purr? Or a bunny? He was pretty sure a turtle couldn't, but right now Brady felt like purring in satisfaction.

  Jesse had thrown him completely
off guard, not just saying she was ready to mate with him, but actually initiating it. His beast was thrilled... so was he, but he was also feeling cautious.

  Had she just agreed in the heat of the moment? Would she regret it now? If he spoke, would he break the moment?

  She sighed beneath him. It sounded like a happy sigh.

  Her fingertips caressed the backs of his shoulders, over the ridges her nails had left as she'd scratched up his back. The slight sting made him feel undeniably smug as he rolled his shoulders back, forcing his watery muscles to get their act together so he could prop himself up on his elbows to look down at her. Not that he was going to lift all his weight off of her.

  If she felt like running now that they were mated, he sure as hell wasn't going to make it easy for her.

  So he propped his upper body up on his elbows, which created a cage around hers, and kept his lower body firmly planted on top of and inside of her. His beast chuffed happily.

  Mate. Good.

  He was going to ask her a question, but he immediately caught sight of the mark on her neck and found his face splitting into a sappy grin. Damn but he liked the look of that permanent mark...

  Shifters healed pretty quickly - although the more damage they took, the longer it took them to heal - but the mating mark never went away. His beast really liked the look of it on her neck, warning everyone else away, although he also received the distinct impression that his beast wanted to leave all sorts of other marks on her too. He hadn't really taken the time to do so.

  Jesse giggled, her fingers trailing over his cheek and scruff. "You look so smug."

  "I feel smug," he admitted, leaning down to press a little kiss to her mark. She shivered, her pussy tightening around him. With a groan, he pulled himself away. Talk first, round 2 after talking. "This isn't how I expected tonight to go."

  "Me either," she admitted, which made his heart clench in wariness until he saw the smile curving her lips. She rubbed her palm against the scruff on his cheek. "I feel good though. It feels right."

  It really did. He knew that the bond would grow, but he could swear that not all the contentment he was feeling was his own. And he didn't feel even a hint of regret or resignation, so that meant she didn't either.

  "It does. Now I'm just kicking myself for trying to let you go originally, even thought I was doing it for you."

  Jesse wrinkled her nose up at him. "Well I'm kicking myself for not speaking up when you did that and then putting you off this entire week."

  "I'm just glad you spoke up tonight."

  Dropping another kiss to her mating mark, Brady grinned as she shuddered. This time he didn't rise up again though; he trailed his lips along her collarbone, kissing and sucking and nibbling.

  "Oh!" Jesse let out a breathy moan of surprise, her body pressing up beneath him, and he felt his cock start to grow inside of her.

  Enough talking. They were on the same page and he was ready for round two. This time he was going to take his time, and that mark on her neck wasn't going to be the only one she was sporting.

  Brady couldn't remember a time when he'd ever felt happier or like his life was quite so right. He was pretty sure his parents would have understood, and be happy for him too. While his past was a mess, Jesse was his future and, for the first time, he really felt like it was a future to look forward to.

  Epilogue

  "Mmm, this cake is awesome!" Daniel said, grinning as he dug in. "Good job getting mated, you guys."

  Of course, because her and Brady's mating meant Daniel got cake, so it was all good. Jesse rolled her eyes to keep from laughing at her brother's logic. She was just happy that he'd been thrilled about Brady's official inclusion into their life. For some reason she'd actually been nervous to tell him, but he'd thought it was great.

  He was still pretty set on being just like Brady, including being a fighter, but she couldn't really argue that. Although she did hope that maybe they could defeat The Company and Eli's brother, once and for all, before Daniel was old enough to join in the fight.

  Those weren't thoughts for today though. Today was about celebrating.

  As soon as the Pack found out she and Brady were officially mated - which had taken about two seconds after they'd stepped out of his room wearing matching marks - they'd started planning a party. She was touched at the gesture, and especially at how thrilled everyone was for them. While some of that might be everyone's need for something to be happy about after the attack on the Peak, there was a lot of genuine happiness for her and Brady in the room and it warmed her from the inside out.

  Not only had she gotten a second chance at life, but now she also had her man, and a new family... they might not be related by blood, but she was part of the Pack and that was all that mattered to them.

  Looking around the room, she couldn't help but smile.

  Bethany was in the corner, talking to some of the older ladies who liked to give her advice about the pack (and who had way too much time on their hands since coming to the Peak) while Steele talked with Jordan and Brady, one eye on his mate. Bailey was with another group at a table, including Chuck and Kasim who were on either side of her, holding court. When she caught Jesse's eye, Bailey grinned. She and Bethany were thrilled to have Jesse as an official sister, and they both doted on Daniel.

  Unfortunately Brice hadn't been able to make it, but he'd whooped it up on the phone call they'd had with him to tell him the good news.

  Only Brock didn't seem to be enjoying himself.

  Oh, he'd been happy for them and given Jesse a hug, welcoming her as his sister, but now he was sitting at a table by himself, giving off a 'leave me alone' vibe that not even the more flirtatious female was willing to face, and his scowl was growing. Probably because, while not flirtatious, Doc had insisted on sitting by his side and attempting to converse with him.

  He really wasn't a very good patient and had managed to re-injure his shoulder by pushing it too much, too fast. Doc seemed to have made it her mission to rehabilitate him correctly, but Brock's broody and antagonistic demeanor made it difficult. Poor Doc. As cheerful as she normally was, spending a few hours with Brock was always enough to make her grind her teeth through the smile on her face.

  As Jesse was watching, Doc tried to say something to Brock, yet again, and he scowled.

  Answered.

  Whatever he said really pissed Doc off, because she slammed her hand palm down on the table and got up.

  It was too noisy in the room to make out any specific conversations, so Jesse couldn't hear what Doc said back to him, but it was pretty clear the patient redhead had finally come to the end of her rope. She stomped off, heading to the dance floor, and leaving Brock sitting there looked flummoxed as he stared after her.

  Was it Jesse's imagination, or did he look a little wistful too?

  "What was that about?" Brady deep voice sent a shiver down her spine as his hands landed on her hips, pulling her back against him.

  "No idea," she said, twisting slightly to kiss the underside of his jaw.

  "Doc looked pissed," Daniel observed, taking another big bite of cake. He looked up at them and made a face. "Get a room."

  "Maybe we'll use yours," Jesse teased. "It's the only room in our suite we haven't done it in yet."

  "Aaaaah! I didn't need to hear that!!!!" Covering one ear with one hand, Daniel grabbed his plate of cake and ran, while Brady shook with laughter behind her.

  "I love you," he whispered in her ear.

  Jesse twisted around to face him, placing her hands on his chest. "I love you too."

  Cheers erupted throughout the room as they kissed. Jesse squealed happily as Brady dipped her back, prolonging the lip lock and turning it into a silly, dramatic moment.

  There was still The Company to defeat, Eli's brother to take down, and they'd probably have a few ups and downs as they learned to live together, but Jesse already knew this was definitely her happily ever after.

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