Cuffed & Claimed

by Lori King

  No gentleness or easing me into anything. Law grabbed my thighs and wrenched them all the way open so the muscles protested.

  “There won’t be any denying you’re mine.” The flash of white, straight teeth, and canines beginning to elongate, stared back down at me.

  He placed his cock at my entrance, and in one move he was buried in my body again.

  I opened my mouth on a silent cry, my head kicking back, and my eyes closing on their own. I was so filled and stretched. My pussy was stretched, but it was the kind of discomfort that turned me on, made me want to do so much more with this male.

  Law was breathing so hard, his massive chest rising and falling.

  I was already only thinking of him. I wanted to go back to the way things were.

  Could things really work out for Law and me? Our lives were different now … we were different now. He was the Sheriff of Stales, keeping this town in line and safe, and I was dealing with Blaine and his issues.

  There was also the problem of how things had ended with us, and the fact we’d pretty much jumped into bed again after all this time without solving anything.

  He started thrusting into me shallowly, teasing me, torturing me. “I want you to feel me inside of you once we are finished, baby.” He thrust deeply into me. “I want you to feel me tomorrow when you sit down. I want that delicious burn and discomfort to make you realize that I own you.”

  “Yes,” I found myself whispering.

  “I want my cum to still seep out of your tight, hot pussy tomorrow morning, Brittin baby. I want to see the evidence of what we did tonight soaked in the sheets.” He thrust into me again. “Christ.”

  His voice was so rough, so animalistic. I didn’t want this to end.

  Law pulled almost all the way out, the head of his cock now pressed against my pussy hole. I held my breath, waiting for the inevitable, wanting him to shove all those thick inches into me again.

  We stared at each other, and then I felt my pussy being stretched by his huge cock as he thrust forward, tunneling into my body.

  I was sliding up the bed from his forceful, rocking motions, but I just held onto his biceps, my nails digging into his firm, hard flesh.

  “Watch me, baby. Watch as I fuck you.” He was braced above me, his arms locked straight, even more impressive muscles straining. And that’s when I saw the flash of his bear move across his face again. He was trying hard not to partially shift.

  He exhaled harshly, and I looked at his canines. I wanted those wicked fangs piercing my flesh. My pussy clenched harder around his cock.

  “Watch me,” Law demanded in this deep, growly voice. It was distorted from his animal, and I loved that he was having a hard time controlling himself.

  I lifted up and braced myself on my elbows, sweat beading my brow and the valley between my breasts. I trained my focus down the length of my body and saw what he was doing to me.

  He slowly pulled out of me, his huge cock becoming visible. The glossiness of my pussy cream coated the thick length.

  “So fucking hot, Brittin.” He pushed his cock back into me, and a gasp left me at how arousing it was to watch him fuck me. “Bare your neck for me; let me do this, baby.”

  He kept pumping in and out of me, faster and harder with each passing second. I felt my orgasm rush up, and just as it peaked, I arched my neck, tilted it to the side, and told him without words I wanted this.

  I needed his canines in me.

  He made a low sound right before I felt his teeth pierce my flesh. It made my orgasm rise even higher.

  He grunted, and I felt him tense above me. I knew he was coming, filling me with his jizz.

  My nails scored his back, my voice rising, the pitch higher as I came once more for him.

  When he stopped thrusting and pulled his mouth from my neck, I felt him run his tongue along the wounds he’d just created.

  It was just like the way he used to touch me, how he used to love me.

  “Fucking hell, Brittin.” He panted hard, his pleasure coming from him in waves. I might not be a shifter, and couldn’t smell his emotions, but I could see how good I made him feel.

  I knew that things couldn’t just be ignored. I knew I couldn’t hold on to my anger any longer. Even if things had gone so fast, been so intense since coming back to Stales, I knew one thing … I wanted to try again. If for nothing else than to see if things could be different, if we could work as a team in our relationship. I knew he was trying, felt it, saw it in him.

  How he’d wanted me to live my life back in the day might have been wrong, and what ultimately led us to separate, but it had also been me not standing up and demanding he fight for us, that I was just as strong, too. It had been me, as well, that had not given us more of a fighting chance. I’d run from the man I loved, and I didn’t want to do that again.

  I wanted him to know I was who I was, and that I could be my own person. I didn’t need a man to have control, because I could rule my life.

  “I know, baby.”

  My heart stopped when I realized I’d said that whole part out loud.

  “I promise you, until I take my last breath, that I am going to be there for you no matter what,” he said softly. “We are meant to be together, Brittin. I’m going to fight for us, not against us.”

  “Law…” I whispered his name, not sure what else to say.

  He rolled off to the side and pulled me close. I let him hold me, because despite our past, I still loved Law and wanted him badly. I wanted him in my life, but things were tricky, and I didn’t know how things would play out after all this.

  I closed my eyes and didn’t think about anything but the pleasurable aftermath of this moment. I could worry about everything else later, right?

  9

  Brittin

  I pulled on my shirt, bent over to grab my shoes, and looked over at Law. He was on his stomach, his head turned away from me, and his big back rising and falling as he breathed in and out.

  It was still dark out, and I’d sent Mary a text as soon as I’d gotten up, made some bullshit excuse as to why it was taking a while, and surprisingly, I’d gotten a reply that they were still watching movies.

  I hoped they were really having a nice time, because Blaine needed it, especially since he’d be going away for the next three months.

  I breathed out slowly, not wanting to wake Law, because I knew he would try to make me stay.

  And I want to stay.

  I did, but I knew I had to wrap my head around all of this. I loved Law, knew that if I just pushed all my shit aside, I’d want to be with him. I wanted to make this work, but I was afraid. It had been so long since we’d been together.

  I have to make sure Blaine is stable and getting the treatment he needs before I even try and tackle things with Law.

  I moved quietly around the bedroom, feeling like an asshole because I was just going to leave. I stopped on his side, looked down at him, and my fingers itched to push the short strands of his dark hair from his forehead. I glanced around the room and saw his Sheriff’s uniform slung over a chair. On his dresser was his golden badge deeming him head of protecting the town, his gun, and belt. I’d always known Law wanted to go into law enforcement, but I’d never thought he’d actually be the Sheriff of Stales.

  I closed my eyes and took one more deep breath before turning and leaving him alone in bed, sleeping.

  * * *

  Law

  It had been nearly two days since I saw Brittin … since I’d been inside of her, and since she’d left me sleeping in bed. Or she thought I was sleeping. I hadn’t been able to fall asleep with her beside me, and I knew she’d run. I didn’t stop her, though, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to go after her.

  She was mine.

  She’d always be mine.

  I clenched my hands on top of my desk and breathed out. I didn’t have shit to do at work today, mainly filing paperwork and processing some punk kid that tried to steal a bottle of vodka from t
he liquor store.

  “You doing okay?” Doris asked, and I looked over at her.

  “I’m fine. Tired is all.” It wasn’t a lie, but it also wasn’t the whole truth. The fact was I had tried calling—because she still had the same number—and texting Brittin, but she hadn’t gotten back to me. I was desperate to touch base with her, to see where we stood. But I knew with the shit with Blaine, and the fact she was going to take him to rehab—word got around pretty fast in Stales—she had a lot to deal with right now.

  That didn’t mean I wasn’t a selfish bastard when it came to Brittin and wanted to spend time with her.

  “You’re a shitty liar,” Doris said.

  “Don’t ask and I won’t have to lie.” I scrubbed a hand over my face.

  Doris scoffed. “You gonna go over and make sure Brittin and Blaine are okay?”

  “She taking Blaine today?” Doris nodded. “Yeah, I wouldn’t know that directly from her because she’s been avoiding me.” Doris didn’t respond, but then I didn’t think she would.

  “You should go over there, Law.”

  I nodded, knowing I should, but also wondering if it was a good idea to do that right now.

  “Just do it and stop thinking. For as tough and gruff as you are, and how stringent you are in keeping things in line in Stales, I wouldn’t have taken you for the type of man to stand back, especially not when it concerns Brittin.”

  No, she was right.

  I had some patrolling to do anyway, but that was just an excuse.

  I grabbed my hat and gave Doris a nod, because hell, I was glad she called it like it was, and I headed out to my car. A few of the other police officers were coming and going, and I gave them a chin tilt as I backed out and headed toward Blaine’s place. I didn’t even know if they would be there, but it was as good a place to start as any, especially since she refused to answer my calls.

  She’d come to realize I was serious, and I wouldn’t just let go.

  * * *

  Brittin

  I felt gutted. My emotions were raw, and my chest ached. I’d dropped Blaine off an hour ago at the rehab, and I wouldn’t be able to talk to him in the beginning as he detoxed and got stable emotionally and physically. After that, we could speak on the phone, and if he was doing well, I could even visit him.

  But I just wanted him healthy, focused on healing, and not worrying about anything else.

  I sat on the back porch staring at the sun as it started to set. It wasn’t hot out, but with the chill in the air, I’d brought a blanket out. I wrapped it tighter around me and breathed out. I hoped Blaine did well this time, because he wasn’t going to live much longer on the road he was going down.

  I wish Law were here. I wish I could talk to him about this.

  No, I couldn’t think like that. I’d avoided his calls and texts over the last couple of days just because I needed to focus on Blaine, setting up everything for the rehab, and helping him pack. But now that he was gone and I was alone, all I wanted was to be with the one man I loved more than anything.

  I rested my head back on the chair and closed my eyes. I don’t know how long I sat there, but after a while, I heard gravel crunching as someone pulled into the driveway. I was too tired to bother getting up. If it were important, they’d find me back here, or call me. If it wasn’t anyone that I cared to see, well, then they could talk to me when I wasn’t in such a shitty mood.

  I heard a car door open and close, and after a few moments of me assuming they were knocking on the door, I finally heard someone coming around back.

  Great.

  I wrapped the blanket tighter around me, staring at the peaks of the mountains I could just make out over the tree line.

  “Brittin?”

  Law’s deep voice sounded, and I closed my eyes automatically. I didn’t answer right away, but it didn’t matter, because Law knew I was here. I sensed him coming closer, the heat from his body spearing into mine and taking the chill away.

  “Look at me, Brittin,” he said softly, coaxing me to be calm.

  I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He blocked out part of the setting sun. He was in his Sheriff’s uniform and looked so sexy, so in control. Just seeing him, remembering all we’d shared, and having the turbulent emotions rising up in me, had me crying.

  Yeah, I just burst out into tears, and I hated that I couldn’t control myself. He had me in his arms a second later and on the chair with me in his lap. He kept the blanket wrapped around me, held me close, and rubbed my back.

  “It’s okay, baby.”

  God, I loved hearing that endearment come from him.

  “I know you’re in pain right now, but Blaine will be okay. He’ll get through this because you love him, and he has support.”

  I nodded, knowing he was right. But it wasn’t just about Blaine that I broke down. The truth was since I’d come back to Stales and seen Law, the love and emotions that I had for him rose up like a violent beast.

  I lifted up slightly, looked into his face, and knew what I wanted.

  I just wanted him to love me … and God, he was so good at that. Despite our differences, and how things had played out, I knew he still loved me. I knew he’d do anything for me.

  “I hated being apart from you,” he said softly and moved a strand of my hair off of my shoulder. “I thought about you every day, Brittin. I’m not saying this to try and get back with you, because I don’t think it’ll be that easy. But I want you to know that I still love you.” He leaned in and brushed his lips across my forehead. “I’ll always love you. There will never be anyone else for me.” He brushed a stray tear away from my cheek, and I leaned in and rested my forehead against his.

  “I’m not this emotional just because of Blaine,” I whispered, feeling his warm, cinnamon-smelling breath move along my lips. “I’m feeling all kinds of confused because of being back home, seeing you again, and wanting to just fall into the routine we had.” I pulled back and looked at him. “I want you, too, Law. I have never stopped loving you, even after I broke it off.”

  “Brittin, baby.” He kissed me on the forehead again. “I fucked up back then. I have been thinking about the night you broke it off since it happened. You don’t know how many times I wanted to take that back, to change the way I acted. You deserved better.”

  “I deserved you, because you are it for me, Law.” Yeah, I said it. I wanted the last two years to be nothing but a dream. I wanted to have been strong enough to work through our issues. Because even if I had thought I was before the breakup, the truth was I don’t think I did. I think I was just fed up with my life, with Stales, the shit with Blaine, and having an overprotective and mostly overbearing bear-shifting boyfriend.

  But it was those qualities I’d come to miss.

  “No, you weren’t, baby.”

  I realized I’d said it all out loud, but I didn’t care because I wanted Law to know these things. I wanted the man who had given me purpose back in my life; he had made me smile, feel safe, and at times, driven me crazy.

  “I can be the man you deserve, Brittin. I know how my personality and what I wanted from you was not going to make things work. I know trying to keep you locked up, safe from the world, was only making you grow to hate me.”

  I shook my head. “I don’t hate you. I never will and never have, Law.”

  “We can take it slow. I can be there for you in all ways, but still let you be your own person. I want you so fucking badly, Brittin, that I am man enough to admit things should have been different.”

  I stared into his eyes and lifted my hand up to cup his beard-covered cheek.

  “We can make this work,” he said gruffly. “I can make this work, Brittin.”

  I didn’t say anything in response, just leaned in and kissed him. “Make love to me, Law. Make all this okay.” He tightened his hold on me, and I knew he wouldn’t deny me this.

  I hadn’t thought things could be patched up so quickly, but the truth was I had never felt more
right in my life than when I was with Law. Sure, we had our problems, but he’d always been there for me … and Blaine, too.

  I knew one thing for sure: I didn’t want to be alone anymore.

  10

  Brittin

  We’d moved into the house and into one of the spare bedrooms. We were frantic in our passion, like we were starving for each other.

  “I tried to move on, but it isn’t going to happen. It’ll never happen, Brittin,” Law murmured, his need rising just as quickly as mine.

  He slipped his fingers under my shirt and moved up until he reached my bra. Then he stopped. I was wearing a plain white lacy bra, nothing fancy, but then I knew Law didn’t want me in anything at all.

  And the truth was I wanted him to tear my clothes off.

  Before I could move, he was taking my shirt off in frantic motions. Law had never been one for patience. I stood there with only my pants on, my big breasts shaking slightly as I breathed in and out harshly.

  “Tell me what you want.”

  “You,” I whispered, not hesitating.

  “Fuck, baby, I want you too.” He sunk his fingers into my hair. “You’re mine. You’ve always been mine.”

  He claimed my lips, making me moan.

  Sliding my hand down his chest, I didn’t stop until I grasped his cock. We both moaned, and my mouth watered.

  “Go on, baby,” he growled out.

  Sinking to my knees, I started to unbutton his jeans.

  “There’s no turning back.”

  I shook my head. “No, there isn’t.”

  I continued to open his pants, knowing exactly what I was doing and that I wouldn’t stop.

  We were meant to be together.

  * * *

  Law

  I didn’t think Brittin had the first clue what she did to me. The way she lowered to her knees before me was enough to send me close to orgasm, enough to have me just coming right then and there. But I wanted inside of her.