Bearllionaire Stepbrother 2 (Bear Oaks Book 2)

by Edith Hawkes

  Ten

  Jake

  “Your mate?” she asked, her face frozen.

  How could I make her see and understand when I barely understood it myself?

  Moving closer to her on the backseat of the car, I placed my bruised fingers under her chin and closed her plump luscious mouth then caressed up her jawline.

  “This may sound scary and the last thing I want to do is scare you after all you’ve been through today. But, I’ve imprinted on you.”

  “Imprinted? What the hell does that mean?”

  “Erm… Like the shifter equivalent to soul mates but it’s different,” I said, knowing I wasn’t explaining it properly. “I didn’t think it was real either, I had to make sure I wasn’t going crazy. That’s why I left you the other night to talk to Hank. He knows everything that guy… but it all started when I first saw you… and then we… Shit. Then we did what we did and it made it real. You’re mine, Jess. Don’t you feel it too?”

  Her confused blue eyes looked at me, pleading me for answers. It was all too much for her, I shouldn’t have blurted it out like that. I was a jackass; I scared her and was going to push her away.

  “I feel it too,” she whispered and brought a hand to her chest. “Right here. It feels like I can’t breathe when I’m without you. Like I’m on top of a mountain, dizzy from the height and the lack of oxygen.”

  I nodded and bit my tongue holding back every urge to take her right there and then.

  But the beast inside, although drained from the fight, was quickly recovering, preparing for round two.

  “I’ve never felt anything like this before,” she continued. “Is it love?”

  I claimed the back of her neck feeling her rapid pulse beneath my hand as I and pulled her close, her juicy lips millimetres away from mine, our warm breaths mingling and flowing amid our parted mouths.

  “It’s more than love,” I said, staring directly into her dazzling eyes for what seemed like an age, resisting for as long as I could. “It’s forever.”

  My bottom lip brushed up against hers, relishing the softness of her mouth, and I felt the shudder that made her body quiver.

  It was that reaction that made me lose all semblance of control. I plunged my tongue into her mouth, sweeping the tip of it around, tasting her. I drew her closer, wanting her more than I could ever have imagined.

  “Don’t ever leave me again,” I warned when we came up for air.

  She shook her head, gasping and glanced downward. The jacket had slid from my lap onto the floor of the car to reveal my thickening cock, ready and upright.

  Jess took a tiny bite of her lip, her eyes twinkling with desire as she watched as my cock pulsed for her. Her eyes flickered to mine as if she were waiting for permission. If she only knew how much I wanted her lips wrapped around me.

  With a quick lick of her lips and a mischievous grin, Jess buried her head in my lap. I braced myself, trying to anticipate her first touch but nothing prepared me for the way her tongue darted out, swirling around my rod then swallowing me whole.

  I took a handful of her curls as she worked her way back up my shaft, growling in delight. Her mouth sizzled and her saliva trickled down my cock.

  As her lips tightened and as she lifted her head on the upstroke, the urge to drive my hips upward overwhelmed me. Slowly, still with a fistful of hair, I applied a gentle downwards pressure, I clenched my ass and eased myself deeper into her mouth.

  Jess moaned and sucked harder, sending white sparks to cloud my vision. Before it was too late I pulled her to me, her mouth still rounded from my cock.

  It took me a matter of seconds to strip her bare, pulling and tugging at her clothing. Ripping her t-shirt from her skin. My hands slid down her waist and claimed the sides of her knickers and yanked them hard, tearing them to shreds.

  “Will the driver hear?” she breathed.

  I shook my head, too busy concentrating on her encased tits to utter a reply.

  I eased her onto my lap, her knees by my thighs as she straddled me. It took everything I had not to grab hold of her hips and spear her.

  Jess tucked her hands behind her back and unlatched her bra, allowing her breasts to slowly spill from the fabric. Her hands took hold of them before I could, squeezing them in-front of me. Cock tease if there ever was one.

  “Lick them,” she breathed, a hint of a blush on her cheekbones.

  She didn’t have to ask me twice, I thought, and I eagerly seized them with both hands, my thumbs rubbing and swirling over each stiffening nipple. I kissed the side of her breasts, skimming the soft skin with my tongue, getting ever closer, until my lips were upon her darkened little nubs.

  “Yes, oh, yes Jake,” she cried, her back arching and tilting her hips forward.

  Her dripping pussy grazed over the head of my cock tormenting me. Again and again she rocked back and forth as I held her nipple in my mouth. My cock slid in between her folds, desperate to plunge into her entrance.

  “Let me ride you,” she asked and I waited for Jess to make her move, letting her take control this one time.

  Lowering herself, Jess leaned forward and pushed her butt back. She opened herself up and in one glorious moment my cock breached her pussy.

  “Fuck, Jess,” I gasped in shock. Our first time had been heavenly, mindblowing, but this was in a league of its own.

  Jess reclaimed her breasts and my hands trailed down her waist and I took huge handfuls of her ass, spreading her wide, as she rode my shaft. Rolling and swaying her back curved again, the vibrations from the car upon the uneven road only enhanced the feeling. And with each bump, Jess moaned louder and louder.

  My cock throbbed nearing the point of no return. Another whimper like that from her sexy mouth would make me explode.

  Finding her moist clit with my thumb and I twirled it around and around. She gasped with each rotation whilst grinding hard against me. “Keep going, don’t stop.”

  With my free hand I clamped down roughly upon her waist, my animalistic side taking over, and I started to thrust my hips upward, hard, fucking her like there was no tomorrow. Needing for my seed to be within her.

  Her tits bounced and her walls clenched. The sudden pulsing around my cock was the final straw. I slammed into her as fast as I could, filling her to the brim, as she bore down upon me. Like two opposite forces, hurtling towards each other, we crashed together, coming as one.

  Jess’ creamy bliss coated my cock as I erupted within her, sending my spurting seed deep within her pussy.

  Shockwaves sent my balls writhing and I leaned my head forward upon her breasts. Jess collapsed and draped her arms around my neck, her fingernails scraping down my back as we melted into one another.

  * * *

  “What are we going to do?” she whispered.

  “You might be worrying over nothing, you know?” I said, as my tired muscles started to relax into the seat, all the tension of the day; searching, fighting, fucking, dissipated.

  “Jake, you’re still my step-brother. Nothing but a divorce is going to change that. And we both know, that’s not going to happen.” Jess eased off my lap and sat by my side.

  “I think your dad might be more understanding than you think. And my mum, well nothing fazes her.”

  “I don’t understand, why would my dad tolerate us being together? It’s not normal, Jake.”

  “If you haven’t noticed, I’m not normal,” I replied.

  “You know I didn’t mean that.”

  I nodded. “It’s OK. Look, when we get back we’ll get it all out in the open. Trust me, Tom will get it. He may not like it, but he’ll get it.”

  Her forehead scrunched up. I couldn’t tell her about Tom, it wasn’t my place.

  “Fine. But what about Doug? He obviously doesn’t want me around.”

  “He’s gone. I got rid of him. I chose you. I’ll always choose you,” I said and kissed her worried mouth trying to reassure her, but I could tell the gears inside her head were still w
orking overtime. I pulled a blanket from the rear shelf of the car and draped it over my legs.

  “Come here and relax, we have a few hours till we get back to Scarfell,” I said and lifted my arm so she could snuggle into my side under the blanket.

  “What I don’t understand though, is why on earth was Damon so pissed off with my dad? What did he think he would gain by kidnapping me?”

  My eyelids drooped, giving into the pull of sleep. “Mmm? Damon?”

  “You obviously know him too. He wasn’t concerned about the article my dad wrote. He called him a traitor. What did he mean?”

  “I think we should wait till you see your dad. He can explain. And I promise there’ll be no more secrets between our families. I’ll make sure of it.”

  Placated for another while Jess put her head back down on my chest and closed her eyes.

  * * *

  The journey back to Scarfell passed in a flash as we both lay on the backseat. We clung to each other, our flesh pressed up close as we comfortably dozed in each other’s arms.

  The car slowed, we must be approaching the gate, I thought, and my eyes fluttered open. The distinctive scent of fresh alpine air drifted into the enclosure. It was good to be home. The city for all its benefits and conveniences was nothing in comparison to this. To Scarfell.

  I wiped the sleep from my eyes and waited for the car to start up again. But it was taking longer than normal, the guard should’ve let us through by now.

  “What is it?” I called to the driver through the partition. The window slid down a crack and I saw his unsure eyes in the rear-view mirror.

  “Sir, you better come look at this,” he said.

  “Jess, wake up, sweetie,” I whispered and untwined myself from her hold. Letting her keep the blanket I found my discarded jacket and hastily tied it around my waist so I was partially covered, and stepped out of the car.

  My stomach dropped as I saw the destruction. The fence panels by the gate were bent at an angle and the wire mesh had been ripped to shreds. The gate itself looked as if a tank had forced its way through and was now hanging off its rails leaving a wide open space that could allow anyone, anything through.

  My worst fears had come true and even though I knew one day this might happen, I wasn’t expecting war to come so soon.

  End of Part Two

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  It was around the third shot that I knew I was going to have to really concentrate on walking once we left the bar.

  “I think you should talk to Monique,” I shouted over the music.

  “What?” Devan asked. His eyes had a gloss over them, and I knew he was feeling just as tipsy as I was.

  “Talk to her!” I said. “About what you think is happening.”

  Devan shook his head and looked away. “Maybe,” he yelled back, shrugging his toned, thick shoulders, the muscles rippling beneath his shirt. “Or maybe I won’t say one word and will just let things go whatever way they’re meant to go. I want a simple and easy life. I’ve had enough action and drama to last five lifetimes, Mila. I don’t need anymore.”

  Our eyes met as he delivered the last line, and I had a feeling we weren’t talking about him and Monique no more.

  “…Like we used to say in the Navy: Don’t rock the boat unless you’re ready to get wet,” he continued, then looked away.

  We did a fourth shot, the tequila went down so easily, and I was savouring every last drink I could have before the implantation took place. He ordered a beer, and I kept the cocktails going with a martini.

  The bar was full, and it was incredibly loud; it was hard to talk. Devan and I yelled a few things at each other, but mostly we just watched the crowd. I felt the music and the beat take over me; the sounds of specific voices grew fuzzy, and pretty soon all I could see was the flashing lights on the dance floor, and all I could hear was the thrum thrum thrum of the bass.

  I glanced down at his free hand; the other was wrapped around his beer bottle. I could’ve easily taken his hand in mine and pulled him onto the crowded dance-floor. It wouldn’t have to mean anything if we got lost amongst the gyrating, sweaty, bodies and danced. Would it?

  “Mila!” Someone called at me before I could do something stupid.

  Arms slid around my waist, as lips trailed up my neck.

  “Where have you been gorgeous?” Mark said as he came into view.

  “Mark?” I said, tensing up as I recognised his voice. He was drunk… being a little too handsy for my liking, especially with my stepbrother sitting right there.

  Dev glared at him as Mark pulled me off the chair, arms still around my waist, his groin grinding against my ass, in time with the music.

  “Mark, I’m here with my stepbrother, let me go, please,” I asked as I tried to undo the hold he had over my body. My eyes darted to watch Dev’s reaction. Having Mark draped all over me for some reason made me feel incredibly guilty, as if I’d been caught cheating…

  “Ah, but I’ve missed you so much,” he said, oblivious to the tatted man only a few feet away from us. Mark danced me towards the dance floor as I struggled to get free. “You’ve been a naughty girl, ignoring my texts.” His hand slid up between my legs, beneath my skirt, going for my pussy; groping me.

  “What the fuck, Mark! Let me go!” I said more firmly. I couldn’t have him touching me while Dev, behind us, watched… not like that.

  “Are you deaf? She said to let her go!” Devan was by my side in a flash.

  “Fuck off, dude. Who are you? Her father?”

  Dev saw red and proceeded to yank Mark away by the scruff of his neck, bending the other behind his back in a crippling move. Dev clamped down on Mark’s neck, his knuckles whitening, restricting his airflow.

  Fuck, this was not good.

  Dev’s eyes were wild with fury.

  “It’s OK,” I said making eye contact, and touched his immovable arm, trying to calm the protective beast inside him. Dev blinked at me as our eyes locked and the room faded away as if we were the only ones there.

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