Dedrick's Taming [Shifter II]

by Jaden Sinclair

  Dedrick didn't plan on fucking her again; he just wanted to have lunch along with some conversation to get to know her better. But seeing her and remembering everything from last night, he couldn't help himself. He had to have her again.

  He pulled two more orgasms out of her before he lost his own battle and came with a roar. He held her tightly just as she dug her nails into his back to hold onto him. It took him a few moments before he noticed what he was also doing.

  Somehow, in the heat of everything, Dedrick had his teeth in her shoulder, holding her in place. The only time a male ever did this was when he laid claim to his mate. It was something that shocked Dedrick speechless.

  CHAPTER 8

  It had been three days since Jaclyn and Dedrick had their little encounter on the secluded property, and it had also been three days since she had seen Dedrick. Sidney called in those three days though, filling up a space of loneliness that Jaclyn didn't even know she had. She told her all about the great time they were having and all of the things she was getting to see. Jaclyn was really happy for her friend, but was disappointed that she was not going to be coming back until the end of the week. That was, if Stefan didn't decide to take her somewhere else.

  Skyler also knew that something had happened while she was away. She felt the tension in the air as soon as her foot touched the floor. She also caught Dedrick's scent on Jaclyn, but Skyler didn't say anything. She ate her dinners with either Jaclyn or Dedrick, never with both at the same time.

  On the fourth day of the silent treatment, Jaclyn had enough. She went through every room in the house looking for Dedrick. Enough was enough in her eyes, and she wanted to know what she had done wrong.

  When Skyler came in from the back, Jaclyn walked up to her. Seeing the look on Skyler's face, Jaclyn knew that Skyler had picked up on the fact that something was going on in the house between them.

  "Have you seen your brother?” Jaclyn asked.

  "I think he is out in the pool house."

  "Thanks."

  Sure enough, Dedrick was out hiding in the pool house, drinking. Jaclyn didn't knock on the door, just walked right in, as pissed as ever.

  She saw him pacing the floor with a bottle in his hand. Just looking at him, a person would have thought he was relaxed, but Jaclyn knew differently.

  "So is this how we play now? I fuck you and then I get the silent treatment?"

  Dedrick gave her a dark look and took a drink from the bottle.

  "You know, I have had enough of this shit!” she screamed at him. “I will not let another man treat me like shit. You can take your one-night stand, your damn house and family and shove it all up your ass! I have had enough. I'm leaving!” she turned to walk out of the room, but was stopped by the bottle of liquor smashing against the wall next to her.

  "You have no fucking idea what is going on,” he hissed.

  Jaclyn turned around to face him. His eyes were not red like she was getting used to seeing, but they did hold anger in them. Anger at her? She didn't know.

  "So enlighten me,” she crossed her arms over her breast, glaring at him. “Please fill me in on what is going on because what I do understood is this: I fucked you, and then you fucked me. Nothing more, nothing less. What I don't understand is why you are being a bastard now."

  Dedrick ran his hands through his hair and walked over to the liquor cabinet. He rested his hands on the sides and leaned over it, not looking at her.

  "We should not have done anything on moon night."

  "Oh, great! Regret. Just what I need right now,” she said on a sigh.

  "I never said it was regret,” he yelled.

  She watched his knuckles start to turn white.

  "You know what? I have dealt with guys like you before, and I'll be damned if I let myself get hurt again."

  "Jaclyn, you don't understand,” he growled, turning around to face her.

  "Oh, I understand just fine. You are an asshole, just like the rest.” She walked up to him pointing her finger at his chest. “I never asked you for a commitment. I knew what I was doing then, and I know what I am doing now. I fucked you because I wanted to, nothing more. So you can take your righteous attitude and stick it up your ass!"

  "God damn it! Will you listen to me?” he growled.

  She picked up an empty bottle from the floor and threw it at him, smashing it against the wall. “You have nothing I want to hear,” she hissed calmly. “You are nothing more than a cold blooded bastard. I don't know why I thought I could expect something more than that from you."

  Dedrick watched her turn and walk out of the room.

  Jaclyn swore to herself as she walked back to the house and reminded herself that she would never let another man hurt her like her last boyfriend had hurt her. That was why she was always alone and always on the run. Now she was letting this man break her heart. But she would be damned if he was going to break her soul or spirit.

  "Jacy, wait damn-it!"

  She heard him behind her, which only made her quicken her pace. She didn't want to face him or to let him see her tears. She had too much pride for that.

  "Damn it, hold up,” he yelled again.

  "Go away!” she screamed back at him.

  She heard him growl at her, felt what the sound did to her body, and hated herself even more for it. When he grabbed her arm, Jaclyn's own anger got the better of her. She swung around and hit him with her fist, feeling the rage at being manhandled again and not liking it. The blow did nothing to him really, shocked him more than anything, but still it was something that no one had ever done to him before

  "Don't fucking touch me, ever!” she screamed in his face.

  His grip on her arm tightened, so much so that a whimper escaped her lips before she had time to stop it.

  "Don't do that,” he said all too calmly.

  "You know, I am getting pretty damn tired of people telling me what to do around here. I'm not a child.” she tried to yank her arm away, but all he did was bring her closer.

  "Then stop behaving like one,” he hissed in her face.

  "You can go straight to hell."

  This time when she yanked on her arm, he let her go. She took a few steps back away from him. “I have had my fill of being told what to do by men. We had a nice run, you and me, but now it is over."

  This time when she turned and walked away, Dedrick let her go. He needed to get control of his temper and his cock. Just having her close was causing hell on his system.

  The moment Jaclyn walked into the house, Skyler was there to greet her with a package in her hand.

  "This came for you a few minutes ago."

  "Thanks.” Jaclyn took the package and started up the stairs.

  "Oh, and Sidney called. They said that they would be home tonight after all. Something about a storm might be coming in."

  "They have no idea,” Jaclyn murmured to herself.

  "What?"

  "Nothing."

  Skyler watched her walk up the stairs and head for her room. She was about to head up that way herself and see what was going on, but stopped when Dedrick stormed into the house.

  "What is going on?” Skyler asked as Dedrick walked past her.

  "Where did she go?"

  "To her room."

  "Good, now let me know if she starts to head for the door."

  "Dedrick, what the hell is going on?"

  "I'll explain it later."

  "Well, you had better get ready to explain it soon. Stefan is on his way home."

  Dedrick rubbed his face. “I don't need this right now."

  "What?"

  "Look, Skyler, I am going to my room. If Jaclyn tries to bolt for the door, yell at me."

  "Fine,” Skyler said. She threw her hands in the air and watched him storm up the stairs. “Everyone is damn crazy in this house."

  CHAPTER 9

  At six in the morning, Sidney and Stefan walked into the house unexpectedly and immediately felt the tension. Both dropped their bags
and headed up the stairs, Stefan heading for his brother's room and Sidney for Jaclyn's

  When Sidney opened the door, she was surprised to find her friend packing her bag. Jaclyn heard her walk in, but never turned around to face her.

  "Leaving again?” Sidney asked closing the door behind her.

  "It's time."

  "You can't keep running.” Sidney took a few steps into the room and saw the open package on the floor. All that was inside it was a note in large red letters.

  I Will Kill Him If You Stay!

  "When did you get this?” Sidney asked picking it up.

  Jaclyn stopped her packing and looked at Sidney. “Last night."

  "Bobby?"

  "Yeah. Guess he found me again."

  Sidney walked over and sat on the bed and Jacy joined her. Neither said a word for the longest time.

  "Were you ever going to tell me he was out?” Sid asked, taking Jaclyn's hand.

  "I didn't want to tell you anything right now. For the first time, you are happy. I like seeing you happy,” she smiled.

  "And I don't like to see you on the run from him."

  Jaclyn stood up and finished putting her things in her bag. “He knows where I am, Sid. In fact, I think I have seen him on the property."

  "Then you need to tell Dedrick!"

  "Talking to Dedrick is the last thing I want to do right now,” she laughed tightly.

  It was then that Sidney saw the mark on Jaclyn's shoulder. She was so stunned she didn't know what to say, and Jaclyn assumed her expression was from the information about her ex being on the property.

  "Look, I can take care of myself. I have for a very long time, and once I lose him again, I'll come back and see you."

  "What did you do, Jacy?"

  Jaclyn looked at Sidney. She had no idea what she was talking about. “What do you mean?"

  Sidney took hold of her of her arm and exposed the mark on her shoulder. Pointing at it she said. “That!"

  "It's nothing. Just a damn hickie that won't go away."

  "That is no fucking hickie!"

  Jaclyn had to swallow the lump in her throat at Sidney's tone. She didn't know what to do or say at that moment. The only time she heard Sidney talk that way was when something big happened.

  "What did you do while we were away?” Sidney asked again.

  "I ... um..."

  Sidney took her by the arms and gave her a small shake. “Did you sleep with him?"

  Still in shock, Jaclyn nodded her head yes.

  "Oh, man!” Sidney moaned, sitting back down on the bed.

  "What? Does this mark mean something Sid?"

  "I've got to go talk to him,” Sidney said to herself as she got up from the bed, heading for the door.

  "Sidney!” Jaclyn screamed, stopping Sidney in her tracks. “What the hell? Tell me what this all means!"

  Sidney touched the doorknob and looked at Jaclyn in the eyes. “It means that he has marked you for himself. You're his mate."

  Jaclyn was speechless as she sat back down on the bed. She remembered what Sidney had told her after Stefan had marked her for himself. If what Sidney just told her was true, then it sure did explain to her why Dedrick was acting so strange. He was so upset about it that he couldn't look her in face. He didn't want her. All she was to him was a tumble, not a mate she thought.

  Sidney half ran down the hallway towards Dedrick's room. She didn't knock, just burst in, walked up to him and slapped him in the face.

  "How could you?” she screamed.

  Dedrick just stood there and took the hits she gave him, hoping it would somehow make him feel better about all of this. It didn't.

  Stefan finally picked Sidney up to stop her from hitting his brother any more. “What the hell is wrong?” he asked her.

  "Ask your dear brother. He marked her, damn it!” Sidney screamed, trying to get out of Stefan's hold. “He marked her!"

  Stefan put Sidney down a few feet away from Dedrick. When the words started to sink in, he looked at his brother, hoping to hear a denial. None came.

  "Dedrick?” he asked.

  "I'm sorry,” Dedrick said running his hands through his hair. “I tried to fight it. She came into my room and things just got out of hand. I didn't realize what I had done until the next day."

  For the first time ever Stefan watched his brother's shoulders slump. Dedrick was always the one in charge of things but right now, he couldn't handle a thing.

  "Well, it gets even better,” Sidney said, walking up to him. “Her crazy ex-boyfriend is looking for her and has decided to make you his next target."

  "That won't happen,” Stefan said.

  "Don't be so sure. Like I said, the guy is crazy. He's been locked up for the last few years, but she didn't tell me he was out. Now he is looking for her, and I think he's found her."

  "She's safe here,” Dedrick said, sitting on the bed.

  "Really? Then how come the guy has already been up on your property?"

  "He was here?” Stefan asked, taking Sidney by the arm.

  "Yeah. This is the only guy I have ever seen her scared of. He did things to her she won't tell me about, and to top it all off, she is about to leave again."

  Dedrick was about to respond to that but was stopped by a yell from Skyler downstairs. He was the first one out the door and stopped at the top landing of the stairs.

  "Jaclyn!” he yelled so loudly that some of the pictures on the walls shook.

  She looked up at him and the sight caused her body to tingle. “Piss off, Dedrick,” she said. “I'm not sticking around for anything else."

  "You're not leaving!” he yelled at her.

  Stefan and Sidney came out and watched the scene unfold before them.

  Jaclyn opened the door. “I'm not staying, and there is nothing you can do about it."

  "I'm warning you, Jacy,” he growled, gripping the top railing.

  "I'm getting out of this place."

  "You are going no fucking place but back to my bed!” he growled.

  CHAPTER 10

  Stefan, Sidney, Skyler and Jaclyn all watched with shocked expressions on their faces as Dedrick took hold of the railing from the stairs, swung over it and jumped down to the first floor. Jaclyn never got a chance to even try to run as he yanked the bag from her, threw it to the floor, picked her up, swung her over his shoulder and started to walk back up the stairs.

  "Put me down you son of a bitch!” Jaclyn screamed, hitting at his back. “I am not staying here!” she screamed.

  Dedrick continued walking as if he didn't have someone on his shoulder who was trying to beat him to a pulp. He looked at Stefan when he reached the top.

  "Find out what you can about this guy.” He pinned her kicking legs down with an arm after she managed to knock some wind out of him. “And don't bother us for a few hours."

  He gave Stefan a look that spoke volumes, and then headed for his room with a very angry Jaclyn over his shoulder. By the time he reached his door, Jaclyn was thrashing around wildly, trying to get off his shoulder. When he walked into his room she had managed to slide off, so he was carrying her across his chest with her still kicking and hitting.

  Dedrick walked over to the bed and just threw her on it. When she flipped herself around, he had already taken his shirt off and was unzipping his jeans.

  "What the hell do you think you are doing?” Jaclyn asked, moving away from him.

  Dedrick gave her a smile along with a flash of red in his eyes. “Don't you know a fight always makes a wolf in his prime become horny?"

  "I don't think so Dedrick,” she said.

  Jaclyn fought with herself as she watched him pull his jeans down his hips, his cock springing free. She couldn't help herself at the sight of his nude body. It brought her alive and had her mouth watering.

  "Take them off,” he demanded, stroking his cock.

  Her eyes went from his cock to his face and back to his cock again. “Why should I?"

  She watched hi
s eyes flash again, staying red. “Cause I wish it."

  Jaclyn crossed her arms over her chest and just glared at him. “I don't give a damn what you wish."

  He growled at her sending tingles throughout her body. “You still don't understand what has happened between us, do you?"

  "No, you don't understand. I don't give a fuck!"

  He stopped stroking his cock, giving her a strange look. “Take them off, Jacy."

  "No."

  He growled then. “Either you do it, or I rip them off."

  "Go to hell!” she yelled.

  Jaclyn started to kick at him as he moved onto the bed and over her. He easily grabbed her legs, stopped the kicking and flipped her over to her stomach.

  "I like this position better anyway,” he whispered in her ear.

  "It won't be easy like last time, Dedrick,” again she tried to squirm out from under him.

  "Oh, don't worry, Jacy, I will have you begging in no time."

  Jaclyn let out a gasp as Dedrick took hold of the waistline of her jeans and ripped them straight down the middle.

  "You asshole! This was one of my favorite pair of jeans."

  "Want to take the shirt off, or do I rip that as well?"

  He sat down on her ass, making any kind of kicking from her impossible. When his hand moved up under her shirt, chills went down her spine.

  "God, you suck!” she screamed.

  "Do you want to keep the shirt?” he moved her shirt up to her arms.

  "Fuck you, Dedrick!"

  "Oh, baby, all in good time.” Dedrick took hold of her shirt and ripped it away from her body, making Jaclyn scream in frustration.

  "You know,” he purred. “I love your ass.” He started to rub her ass cheeks.

  Dedrick's words brought chills upon her body; his voice making her wet. She bit her lip as he moved to lie on top of her back, spreading her legs as he went.

  "You know, I should have realized what was going on. I caught your scent the moment you walked into the house,” he pushed at her knees with his own, bringing them up, and forcing her hips up. “It called to my heat."

  Jaclyn had to bite her lip harder to suppress the moan that was almost out. She tried again to move out from under him when a hand started to slide under her body, towards her throbbing pussy.