Guardian Healer: A Taylor Coven Novel: Book 3

by Brittany Rose

  A man had never made me feel this far gone before, and I gave into it fully. My body was already his, and I wanted him to take my heart and soul as well. The thought and belief that he was just as lost in me made it even more divine.

  I felt… sexy. Truly sexy, for maybe the first time in my life.

  His gasp was muted by my breast, as I fished him out and took him in hand. Dear goddess, he was perfect. My fingers could barely touch around him as I stroked him twice slowly. He jumped when I softly ran my thumb over the top, and I moaned at the feel of his pre-cum on my thumb and spread it over him.

  Not that he needed it, I felt very lubricated below, more so than I’ve ever been. At least, while I was still wearing my clothes.

  I wasn’t worried about a condom, I was a healer and couldn’t catch a disease, and as a shifter neither could he. I also wouldn’t get pregnant, not unless I allowed it to happen. My magic gave me much more control over my body, than most witches, even my sisters.

  The shocking part, was that I was very much tempted to allow it to happen. I had no doubt that was part of the mate bond the goddess placed within us. She wanted us to start the next generation. I almost giggled at my next thought, wouldn’t it be lacking in faith to stop it from happening?

  I’d always known that finding my mate would be a wonderful experience, but I’d no idea it would be like this. It would always be like this, the lust would cool a slight amount, but only as we got to know each other and fell in love.

  I couldn’t imagine how much more intense it will be, when I truly loved him.

  “Derek!”

  I gasped and trembled, as a wave of euphoria went through my body, and my center convulsed around nothing. I was shocked I’d just had an orgasm, and all he’d been doing was playing with my breasts, and my ass.

  I pushed him back, and there was a sucking noise as he was sent from my body and laid on his back. I unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them down. I felt almost insane with need of him, as I crawled up on him.

  He looked up at me a little surprised, and very turned on as I straddled his center, grabbed his manhood, and teasingly stroked the tip up and down my labia a few times.

  I gasped, and then sighed with pleasure as I lowered my body and impaled myself on him. Slowly, very slowly, he was so damned big, and it would take time for my body to fully take him and adjust. I was impatient to have him inside me all the way, but not reckless. I’d never felt so needy or aggressive before, as I slowly sank down with a short rocking motion until our bodies were flush.

  “Damn Kim, you are so tight.”

  He reached up and teased my breasts, and I explored the hard lines of his body with my hands as I got used to him. It hurt as he stretched me out, but my entire body was tingling and singing with pleasure that it was easily ignored. A breathy gasp escaped me as I took him fully inside me.

  I bared down and squeezed him tightly, which sent tingles racing through my body. I did feel aggressive, far more than I’d ever felt before, I’d never been confident enough in my body to just let it all go and let my feelings, desires, and pleasures dictate my actions. But it wasn’t a selfish aggression, it was a wanton submission, I was aggressively giving him my body. It already belonged to him.

  I belonged to him, and he was mine for the rest of our lives. His hands were magic, and felt right as he explored my body.

  He cursed, “I’m not going to be able to hold it long if you keep doing that.”

  I grinned wickedly, and wondered just who I was in that moment as I squeezed him as hard as I could, and rocked forward as I bent down to whisper in his ear. I certainly wasn’t the shy, quiet, and supportive Kimberly I’d been my whole life.

  “Then don’t. Fill me Derek. Claim me and make me yours, give me your child, make me your mate.”

  He growled low and wrapped his arms around me, twisted onto the bed, and rolled so I was underneath him.

  I mewled in loss, as he pulled all the way out, and gasped in pleasure as he pushed back in hard and fast. My body rocked up into his of its own accord, and I ground up against him as our flesh rejoined.

  “Yes, fuck me Derek, own me,” I said breathlessly in a needy voice.

  I don’t know who I was in that moment, I’d never met her, but I also didn’t care as I gave myself to it fully. It wasn’t that I lacked confidence as a woman, or a witch, but I’d always been unsure in bed. Derek, my mate, had cut something loose in me, let the real sexual creature within me rear her head for the first time in my life.

  Apparently, I was a lady out of the bedroom, but a very earthy and wild soul in bed, who knew? Then again, it’s always the quiet ones, isn’t it? I would have laughed at that random thought, if I hadn’t been so thoroughly filled with pleasure and need.

  He lost it at that point, at my heated words of encouragement and debauchery. He started to stroke in and out of me hard and fast.

  I was breathless, as I rocked my body in a rhythm with his, our bodies met violently over and over, and I’d never felt so much pleasure, or euphoria, as when I’d worked my mate into a frenzy of lust that first time. It made me feel powerful, erotically sexy, and more than a bit naughty, as I engendered that loss of control and he took me.

  It didn’t last long, just a minute or so later, but he lasted long enough to make me tremble and come undone beneath him. Unlike the first orgasm when he’d been playing with my breasts, this one felt like a tornado touching ground, and wracked my body with intense bliss. I stared up into his eyes as I convulsed around him, and that seemed to be the straw that finished him off. I’d never felt so complete than in that moment when he expanded deeply inside me, and I could feel him pulse and fill me.

  We came down together, and stared into one another’s eyes. I could lay like this forever, with him still inside me, filling me.

  His face turned a bit guilty, which made me giggle…

  ~ Chapter Eight – Derek ~

  I felt like a dick. I’d lost it and rutted into her like a damned animal.

  Kimberly said breathily, “Don’t you dare apologize, that was the best sex I’ve ever had. If you do something that bothers me, I’ll tell you.”

  I said, “You’re so beautiful, and my fantasies over the last three days fell far short of the reality.”

  Kimberly smirked, “Tell me more.”

  I laughed, and kissed her instead. With the edge off both of us, and sated for now, it was a lingering sweet kiss. She was… unbelievably sexy, and mine. I hadn’t expected the dirty talk, and I wondered if she remembered everything she’d said.

  “Did you mean that?”

  Kimberly tilted her head, “What part?”

  I asked, “A child.”

  She blushed, but didn’t look away from my eyes.

  “I meant everything, but if you aren’t ready I can prevent fertilization.”

  I shook my head, and finally pulled out slowly, and rolled to the side. I gathered her up in my arms, and pulled her against my side.

  The contented sigh that fell from her lips was music to my ears.

  “Actually, that was the major contributor to my short-lived control. The idea of you pregnant with my baby… is an insanely attractive idea to me.”

  She blushed again, and I found it adorable. How did she go from sultry sex pot spouting lewd comments, which turned me on to an extent that shocked me, to this shy creature snuggling into my side? I wasn’t sure, but I know I liked it, I liked the idea that I brought that out of her, a wild side.

  I think I already loved her. Or at least, I cared about her very much. I knew the mate bond had given us pure lust to get us together, so we’d take both the risk and time to get to know each other and fall in love, but I was definitely feeling more than just the shallow desires she provoked in me.

  She said, “I didn’t mind the shortness, I meant everything I said. I more than enjoyed it.”

  I smirked, “Enough patting each other’s ego. I appreciate it though, I thought that I might of hurt you. So, w
hat do you do in the coven, besides being your sisters’ counselor I mean.”

  She put her arm on my chest, and lifted herself to look in my eyes.

  “Counselor?”

  I nodded, “Sure, it’s obvious. Amber has the plan, Sherry keeps them focused, and you take care of the soft stuff, emotional support and advice, personal issues and stuff.”

  Her eyes widened, and I claimed another kiss from those full silky lips. Kissing her was blissful, and I felt calm and that all was right, as if I’d found my place in this world. Thank the goddess she seemed just as much of a goner as I was, or I’d be screwed.

  She said, “That’s true, I’m just surprised you picked it up on it so fast.”

  I laughed, “I know men aren’t supposed to be intuitive, but I cheat outrageously with my shifter senses. You’re all pretty amazing actually, and obviously love each other. I don’t know too many other groups of females that don’t get catty or fight, even the other witch coven is full of schemers. Answer the question?”

  She smirked, “We do love each other, and get along well for the most part, but we are sisters and we do fight. At least occasionally, and usually just over silly things. You’re right that we aren’t petty or jealous toward each other. We’re all under the goddess, and believe in our destiny as guardians. It’s just, when meeting outside dangers we all pull together, so you’ve only seen us at our best.

  “To answer your question, I help Amber and Sherry run the coven, and I don’t have an outside job. We have investments, not only in the markets but also in local businesses. There’s a lot of accounting and keeping up with things to be done, and it can be a full time job at times. Between that, and studying magic, I manage to stay very busy. What do you do?”

  I grinned, “Have you noticed Kevin has a short temper yet? Not violently, he usually just goes to brood. I’m somewhat of a jack of all trades in the pack. One of the things I do though is interface with customers, I’m the face they see and talk to about getting a car restored. Kevin and Tony do most of the work with that, but Kevin hates dealing with customers. I’m the people person in the pack. I also help Jen out when she needs help, with the household budgets or maintenance in the house. I also do whatever Kevin or Tony asks.”

  That suddenly didn’t sound nearly ambitious enough. The pack had pack money, and investments. Although we weren’t as rich as the coven, we did well enough to not need to work. Other than that, I went on runs, supported the pack, and had screwed around a lot. That last part had very much been replaced by the woman in my arms. Kimberly was breathtaking.

  Then again, I had no desire to be anything but in the pack, and with my mate. That was my ambition, being by her side, and raising a family? The thought was very appealing to me.

  She sighed.

  I asked, “What is it?”

  She said, “I’d love to lay in bed all night, and fully explore each other physically and get to know each other. But my intuition is saying we don’t have the time. We should get in the shower, clean up, and head back downstairs. Maybe get something to eat. The demons are going to stop soon, I can feel it. There’s danger coming.”

  I got the part she wasn’t saying, I didn’t want to hunt demons feeling sticky and smelling like a brothel either. If we stayed in bed, we wouldn’t have time to get clean. I also didn’t doubt my mate or her feelings, if she thought it was soon, it would happen soon.

  “It’ll keep until we get back home. Shower you say? Together?”

  She giggled and blushed, “That’s my evil plan. Don’t you want to soap up and explore my body under the hot spray?”

  Dear goddess, the evil little temptress. I sure as hell did, that and more. Her skin was silky smooth, and her body tight, supple, and soft against me. It provoked protective feelings in me, as well as a desire to have her again. I pushed that down rather easily, still feeling very relaxed from our first time together, but it didn’t go away entirely. I had a feeling I’d always feel that desire for my mate, even if sometimes at a low simmer in post bliss.

  She was my mate. No longer potential or destined, I’d claimed her as she asked.

  I’d also never felt happier or more satisfied in my life.

  I pulled her against me tighter. Her smile was blinding, and her eyes twinkled as I claimed one more kiss, and then we headed to the bathroom. I’d say I was being a gentleman when I insisted she go before me, but in truth I just wanted to stare at her perfectly supple and juicy little ass. I hadn’t gotten to see it unclothed yet, and it was even better than I’d fantasized. I couldn’t wait for tonight, but we had to.

  Fortunately, I was still partially sated, and felt extremely comfortable with the intense intimacy we so obviously shared. I was such an idiot for running, or thinking my empty life of chasing women was at all preferable. Not that I’d actually thought that, it’d been simple fear of the unknown and resisting change that had me racing out of the door days earlier. I’d never leave again. Kimberly was my life now, and it would only get better as we grew closer in truth...

  It was just under an hour later, and we were having another sandwich from the meat tray when Amber, Kevin, and Danielle walked in. Amber had a grave look on her face, and Danielle looked spooked. My alpha had his grim face on.

  I didn’t know what they’d learned, but it couldn’t be good. It didn’t take long for the room to quiet down, the rest of us save Diana had already been in the room.

  Amber said, “They’ve stopped, and we need to go now. Kevin, Sherry, Tony, Danielle, and Jennifer are with me, we’re going to Fort Bragg. We’re not sure what their goal is, but we’re positive they must be after weapons of mass destruction. Kim, you’re in charge of the second group. You, Derek, Grace, Monica, Tom, and Diana will head to a laboratory that’s out in the sticks. All we could discover online about this lab group, was that the place does experiments and are looking for cures for some of the most deadly viruses in the world.”

  She stopped to let that sink in, and I suppressed a growl.

  Holy hell. The demon wasn’t messing around, now that he’d given up on claiming the gateway and took off out of town, he’d sent the rest of his minions off to stir up true terror and suffering. I couldn’t even imagine the fallout if his distraction had worked on the coven. No electricity along a good part of the east coast, followed by bad or no water in at least the immediate area. No doubt those demons had been ordered to hit other water purification and power stations if they succeeded with the first.

  Then they planned to follow that up with terrorist attacks with military weapons and deadly disease outbreaks? We’d managed to stop the first two from happening, and we’d stop the second two as well. My Kimberly was the perfect choice to send against a possible disease outbreak, she could stop it cold, even if the demon was partially successful. I was sure Grace’s ability with fire also came into that kind of thinking.

  Kimberly looked around, “Where’s Diana? Did she finish the circle?”

  Sherry snickered, “With her power over earth? She put down the circle in less than a minute, carving it with her mind. It took me and Monica along with the spell book over a half an hour to verify it all. It was perfect of course.”

  I was getting the idea that Diana was a genius, and not just anecdotally. All the women in the coven were highly intelligent women, and extremely capable and powerful witches. Diana was on a whole other level beyond that.

  Danielle said, “She’s studying the coordinates, and google Earth pictures. The more solid the picture the smoother the teleport spell will go. We need to get moving,” she hugged Kimberly, “Be careful.”

  The first team gathered, and then popped out. I hoped they wouldn’t have too much trouble, Monica would be perfect to get us inside the lab to take out the demons before they could get any diseases out of the building, but I had a feeling the other team needed her too. I didn’t imagine it would be easy to walk around a secured part of a military base without compulsion to smooth things over.

  Kimber
ly must have read my mind, “They’ll be fine. They’ll use glamour to appear like they fit in, soldiers will see what they expect to see, and Danielle might not be able to use compulsion, but as a projective empath she can squash any suspicious emotions. If necessary, they can even just put them all to sleep, and glamour the cameras so the rest of the base doesn’t pick up on it through security operations.”

  I grunted in thought, “Alright, how about us?”

  Kimberly shrugged, “Glamour the camera systems, and Monica can take care of the rest. We’ll get key cards or access badges from security, and use detect evil to track down the demons in the building. There’s only five of them, and a lab like that is secured to prevent a scientist from walking off with a disease. Most likely four of the demons will be in security to override those precautions, while one of them jumps into a scientist to head down to the labs and pull out some nasty bugs.”

  Diana said, “Good plan,” as she marched into the room, completing our team of six.

  All signs of her usual playfulness were gone, at least until she winked at me, smiled salaciously, and added to Kimberly, “Good job sis.”

  Kimberly blushed.

  I wondered if Diana would be shocked at how saucy Kimberly could be behind closed doors. I liked it better that way, not that I was judging Diana’s sassy and off color personality, but I very much liked that Kim’s naughty side was mine and mine alone to experience. No one else would ever know about it.

  Diana grinned impudently, “Let’s go, the circle is by the back gate. Teleport disrupts space, and while Sherry using her ability doesn’t seem to affect the gateway, I wanted to put the spell circle as far away from the gateway as possible without leaving our home ground, just in case.”

  I asked, “Why is it so difficult?”

  Diana smirked, “Did you know the Earth rotates at different speeds depending on your what latitude you’re at? So, if we’re instantly moved from one latitude to another, we also have to increase or decrease the speed we’re moving at. Or else when we appear on the other side, we’ll go splat against something in front or behind. In short, the spell has to add or subtract inertia to match the velocity of our target area. There are other issues too, that’s just the most obvious one. While somehow Sherry’s instincts and ability automatically compensates for all of it, the spell needs all that laid out, if not in words at least in intent. When I say the chant, I need to be thinking about and impressing that information into the magic, otherwise things could go very badly. It’s a dangerous spell, and it doesn’t help that I’ve never been to where we’re going. If we had the time to spare for a three-hour drive, or even waiting twenty minutes for Sherry to recharge, we’d be doing that instead.”