"Do you want me to cum?” she asked him as she stopped with the fingers and started to play with her clit. “I am so close to coming,” she moaned.
Dedrick held on to the steering wheel with both hands as he watched her orgasm. He was so turned on that he knew he was going to have to stop the jeep, but Jaclyn had another idea in mind.
Jaclyn kept her skirt hiked up to her waist and moved one of his hands from the steering wheel to the back of the seat.
"Keep driving,” she told him.
Dedrick gave her the look that she so loved; he flashed her with the red eyes. Jaclyn leaned over to him and gave him a light kiss on the lips; she then started to unbutton his shirt, spreading it open with her lips. She kissed all the way down to the bulge in his jeans. Quickly she freed his cock from his jeans and closed her lips around it greedily. Up and down she sucked, loving the sounds he made and not able to get enough of his taste.
"You keep that up baby, and I am going to lose all control,” he growled as she fondled his body.
Jaclyn let go of his cock with a popping sound. “I don't want you to have control."
Dedrick looked at her with his red eyes. He knew then what she had planned on doing when she asked for the top to be taken off.
"This could get dangerous."
She sat up and moved to sit across his lap as he drove the jeep. “Just drive and let me love you."
Her lips touched his in the sweetest kiss he had ever received from her, and she slid her body down slowly onto his cock. Dedrick hissed at the feel and had to really concentrate on driving.
Very slowly Jaclyn moved up and down as Dedrick drove the jeep. Every few minutes he would flick his tongue out at a nipple or give a sudden jerk of his hips, but most of the time she had total control. She set the pace and she set how hard they were going, making it very difficult for Dedrick.
"This is torture!” he growled.
"And I love it!” she breathed out.
Dedrick looked at her face. She had her eyes closed tightly with a frown on her face as her climax approached. Her nails were digging into his shoulders and her hip movements were starting to get jerky.
Suddenly Dedrick couldn't take it any more. He stopped the jeep in the middle of the road, took her hips in his hands, and pounded himself into her, bringing a scream of pleasure from her. As her pussy gripped him with her orgasm, Dedrick moved her hips hard, and then he howled as he came hard inside her body, enjoying each sensation that went through him.
"I do love your games,” he said in a rush of breath.
CHAPTER 13
At one in the morning, Dedrick and Jaclyn lounged together in a large bubble bath; candles lit the room as they gazed out the large window at the moon, knowing that in just two days it would be full again. Jaclyn smiled at the thought of having him wild in her bed again. How the time flew by when you were really enjoying the company of another.
"Do you think he followed us?” she asked, taking the glass of wine he was offering.
"How did you find out that I knew?” he asked.
"I know Bobby,” she grinned. “So, do you?"
Dedrick sighed. “He saw us leave."
"How do you know that?” she turned around in the tub to look at him.
Dedrick brushed some of her hair back away from her face. “I could smell him."
"Smell him?” She turned completely around, pressing her stomach to his.
"We have a very acute sense of smell."
"And what do you smell?” She kissed him lightly.
"I can smell the rain that is coming.” He ran his hands down her back towards her ass. “I can smell when your desire starts.” He pulled her legs apart some, slipping his fingers close to her pussy. “I will be able to smell a baby in your womb.” He started to rub her pussy lips. “And I will definitely be able to smell our friend, should he stop by."
Jaclyn stopped his hands and sat up in the tub, exposing her breasts to his eyes.
"What do you mean baby?"
"Just that, if you should ever have my child, I will be able to tell before you do."
He made a move to bring her back to him but she moved faster, stepping out of the tub and grabbing a towel.
Dedrick watched her wrap the towel around her, turning her back on him.
"Did I say something wrong?” he asked.
She shook her head but still wouldn't face him. He was about to say something else when she walked out of the room. Dedrick quickly stepped out of the tub, grabbed a towel and headed for her. He caught up to her just before she went into the bedroom.
"What did I say?” he asked turning her around.
"You never said anything about having kids before,” she said to him, “What makes you think I even want kids? Or better yet, what makes you think I want to have them with you?"
Dedrick smiled as he pulled her into his arms, “Oh I think a small part of you wants children. And what is wrong with me?"
She snorted. “I don't know if I like you that well, and I don't even know if I want kids."
He pulled her back, making her look him in the face. “We have plenty of time to talk about children later.” He kissed the top of her nose. “If we do, or if we don't have kids, it won't matter to me. And I know for a fact you like me very much."
"Oh, come on!” She pushed out of his arms. “You're telling me that you will never want kids? I know for a fact that you won't be happy unless you have children. And check your facts, I like your dick, not you."
Dedrick laughed, but quickly became serious. “I don't need to have a house full of kids to be happy with you.” He pulled her back into his arms and rested his jaw on top of her head. “Let's take care of Fidler, and then we can take care of ourselves.” At her nod, he continued. “Good, now let's get you to bed. The full moon will be out in two days and you'll need your rest."
"And why is that?” she looked at him with the old fire back in her eyes.
"Because, my dear,” he began as he started to walk them into the bedroom, pulling her towel away from her as she walked past him. “That ass is going to be mine."
She turned around to face him with a smile on her face. “And what makes you think you can have my ass again?"
"Oh, baby, I intend to have your ass every full moon.” He pulled his own towel away, showing her his full erection. “Right now, I want that sexy mouth."
Jaclyn rubbed her breasts in a teasing motion for him, giving him the most seductive smile she could. “You're going to have to catch me first!” she said, taking a step back.
Dedrick flashed her a smile along with a flash of red in his eyes, he also brought forth some of the hair she loved over his body.
"With pleasure baby,” he growled, lunging towards her.
CHAPTER 14
"What is it?” Jaclyn walked down the steps and watched Dedrick look hard out the front door, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.
"He's here,” he growled.
With the words spoken, Jaclyn felt the chills go down her back. She was scared, really scared. She knew what Bobby was capable of doing and was so sorry that she brought his attention to these people.
"Look Dedrick, maybe if I just go he won't do anything."
Dedrick didn't look at her but he could smell her fear. He flexed his hands as thoughts of what this man had done to her crossed his mind. Closing his eyes, he thought back to the time he tried to push her away from him after she slept with him. How he didn't want to hurt her, or bring her into his world where every once in a while, some crazy would come out and try to use them to prove the existence of werewolves. He had to stop this man. He had to keep his mate safe. Pride be damned! She was his mate, his responsibility and his sanity, and that son-of-a-bitch was not going to take her from him!
No one was!
Dedrick looked at her and gave her his slyest smile. “Stay here and lock the doors."
Jaclyn walked the rest of the way down the stairs, but didn't move closer to him. “Whe
re are you going?"
"I'm going to hunt the bastard,” he purred in a menacing way.
Jaclyn watched him turn into the huge black wolf. This was the first time she had ever stood next to Dedrick in his wolf form, and she was very surprised at how large he really was.
Dedrick walked out of the house and looked back to make sure she shut the door like he had told her to. Jaclyn watched him disappear into the woods. The moment he was gone, she felt lost and didn't know what to do. One hour turned into another and soon four hours had passed.
At least three times she went through the house, making sure every door and window was locked, then she turned every light on. She watched the sun set, fixed a sandwich, then again went to the door, hoping to see Dedrick walking back. When the clock chimed ten, Jaclyn decided to head back upstairs to check one more time on all the windows. Halfway up the stairs, all of the power went out in the cabin. Jaclyn stood as still as she could, feeling her heart beating in her chest as her fear started to rise.
She was just about to walk back down, but was stopped by glass breaking in the kitchen. Jaclyn was so scared she couldn't move. Her gut told her it was Bobby and her mind told her to run, but her body just couldn't move.
"Ded ... Dedrick?” She got out hoarsely.
No response.
"Hello ... kitten."
He walked from the kitchen into the front room like a nightmare, a ghost from her past that she couldn't get rid of. Jaclyn looked her past in the face, and it scared her to death. Bobby Fidler, the one guy who had stolen her heart, only to break it later. The one guy that all of the girls wanted to be with, and the one guy who could turn on you in a heartbeat. Over the years she watched him charm old ladies by helping them up some steps, then she would see him smack around his little sister just for kissing some boy. This was the guy who beat a strange man to death, just for giving her a friendly smile.
"It's been a long time kitten."
"Bobby,” she whispered. “H ... How did you...?"
"Find you? That has never been a hard thing for me kitten.” He walked close to her, wielding an ax. “Told you I would come back."
Jaclyn took a step away from him.
"Ah, sugar. Don't be afraid of me. I could never hurt you."
"Like you could never hurt your sister?"
She saw the flash of anger in his eyes at the reminder of his sister.
"Now, that was not my fault. I told her to stay away from that punk."
"And breaking her jaw kept her from the boys?” she said, taking another step up the stairs.
He gave her a cruel smile. “Why you got to bring the past into this?” He took a step towards her.
"Cause the past is what we are,” she answered in a shaky voice.
He shook his head and looked around the room, then back up at her. “Why don't you come down? I can take you home."
She shook her head. “No, Bobby."
"No?” he frowned at her, taking another step. “You telling me no?"
"That's right,” she tried to put some authority in her voice when she spoke, taking another step away from him at the same time.
He took the ax in his hand and smashed the nearest table. “No bitch of mine says no to me!” he yelled.
Jaclyn didn't waste any time. She turned and ran up the stairs and into the nearest bedroom. She heard him run after her, heard him yelling and felt his hands almost reach her hair.
"You fucking bitch!” he yelled at her.
Jaclyn slammed the bedroom door on his face right before he tried to put his arm through it. With all her weight, she pushed against it and locked it, but knew it wouldn't hold him for long. After all, he had an ax.
Bobby slammed his fist on the door, making Jaclyn scream. This was the first time in her life she'd ever stood up to Bobby, and she didn't feel very brave about doing it.
"The longer you keep me out here, the worse it's going to be for you kitten,” he sang to her in a cruel voice.
Jaclyn sat down on the floor holding her head in her hands, trying to control her breathing. She was so scared she could hardly think.
"Open the goddamn door!"
"Go away Bobby,” she cried as he kept pounding on the door.
"I'll only go away with you.” He pushed on the door with his shoulder.
"I'm not going anywhere with you!” Jaclyn screamed back at him.
He stopped pounding on the door. “The fuck you aren't."
Jaclyn let out a scream of terror as Bobby started to chop the door away with his ax. She moved away from the door to the other side of the bed, looking for anything that might help her against him. She found nothing.
It only took seconds for him to chop through the door. When he walked through it, Jaclyn saw the wild look he had in his eyes. He found her crouching in a corner and walked over to her. Grabbing her by the hair, he forced her to stand up and then he backhanded her hard, letting her fall to the floor.
"You know, I never knew beating you would turn me on,” he said, taking her by her hair again. When she was standing, he closed one of his hands around her neck.
"Never know kitten, you might get off as well."
Jaclyn spit in his face and was rewarded with a fist. This time when she fell it was on the bed, he followed her. Her head felt like it was going to split in two, but nothing felt worse then having him climb on top of her. She started to scream when she felt his dirty hands on her body, ripping at her clothes.
"Yeah, scream. No one is going to hear you."
But someone did hear her.
Bobby ripped Jaclyn's shirt open, then stopped when he heard a very deep and loud growl. He then heard heavy steps walking up towards them.
"What the fuck is that?” Bobby moved off of Jaclyn and gave her another hard slap just before he walked towards the cut up door.
Picking up his ax, Bobby stuck his head out the doorway to see what, or who, was out there. He was rewarded with a slash across his face, knocking him over. Jaclyn moved off the bed, holding her ripped shirt closed over her breasts. She crouched back in the corner, a little shocked.
Bobby felt his face and his hand came back covered with blood. There were four deep scratch marks across his face where something very large had struck him. He got back up on his feet, holding his ax in both hands.
"Okay, mother fucker. Face me and try that shit again,” he said.
The thing that walked into the room was not what he was expecting to see. A seven-foot, black as sin half wolf, half man walked into the room with a deadly growl.
The only thing that gave away the fact it was a man at all was that it was standing on two very large feet; other than that, he was all wolf. And it looked very pissed off.
CHAPTER 15
Dedrick only saw red. He followed this man's scent all night, lost it, and then came home to find the bastard here. His home was a mess where Bobby broke in, and his mate was in a corner, beaten, clothes ripped and in shock. That was something he was not going to tolerate.
"What the fuck are you?” Bobby asked in disbelief, taking a step back.
Dedrick showed him his canines, along with a growl. He walked towards the man with death in his eyes, but was stopped by the swinging ax.
"Yeah, come to daddy. I'll make a nice rug out of you,” Bobby snarled.
Dedrick snarled at the man and took another swipe at him. His long nails caught Bobby's arms, drawing blood. Twice they played this game, and both times Bobby was the one that ended up bleeding. After a few more times, Dedrick decided he'd had enough. When Bobby made a big swing with his ax, Dedrick moved, catching the man by his throat. He picked him up off of his feet and brought him close to his wolf face.
"I should kill you for what you've done to her,” Dedrick said in a very deep voice, making sure that saliva dripped from his jaws. “But I think your flesh might be a start.” That brought a whimper from Bobby. “So, let this always be a reminder of what you should not do to women."
Dedrick held him tightl
y, but not tight enough that he couldn't breathe. He showed him his big, fur-covered hand with the long, sharp nails. Quickly, he slashed Bobby's back from his shoulder to his waist knowing he would have a scar for life. Bobby Fidler screamed like a girl from the pain. For an extra measure, Dedrick cut a four finger criss cross into the man's chest.
Dedrick dropped Bobby to the floor like a rag doll and watched the man half crawl, half walk out of the room, leaving a trial of blood in his wake. Dedrick followed him and stood in the doorway to make sure the piece of garbage left his house. The moment he did, Dedrick looked at Jaclyn, who was still holding herself in the corner and rocking back and forth.
He closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down and change back. When he stood in the room in nothing but his hide, he walked slowly to Jaclyn and knelt down in front of her. She had her knees drawn up with her head on them and stilled rocked herself back and forth
"Jacy,” Dedrick said softly.
Jaclyn stopped the rocking and looked up at him. Dedrick thought she was in a state of shock, so he was not prepared for her to lunge at him, wrapping herself in his arms.
"You son-of-a-bitch,” she said into his shoulder. “Don't you ever leave me like that again."
Dedrick wrapped his arms tightly around her and closed his eyes. “Never again."
"Cause if you do, I am going to kick your ass!"
He smiled, “Deal."
She looked up at him and, out of the blue, smacked him hard across the face.
"What the hell was that for?” he cried, rubbing his face.
"A reminder, in case you forget."
Dedrick gave her a glare, but it was quickly replaced with a smile. He had told Fidler the same thing, right before he cut him up.
"You know, you can be a pain in the ass sometimes,” he said, hugging her again.
Jaclyn laughed as she began to cry. “You have been a pain in my ass."
Dedrick laughed at her. “And you loved it, as I recall."
"Only once a month. I don't like my ass hurting all the time."
Dedrick tightened his hold on her, taking her scent deep into his lungs. He didn't want to let her go, not just from his arms, but also from his side.
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