Lost & Found (A Lost Ones Novel Book 1)

by Khristine Stain

  Dae shrugged, more interested in questioning Raphael. They walked to a back room past the restrooms and Dae felt uncomfortable. There was one door in which Raphael entered, expecting her to follow. Inside there was a desk in the center with two guest chairs. Animal furs decorated the walls. Dae found that strange. The furs were all different, color wise and hair type. There were dates underneath with names… who would name their hunting kills?

  Hunters were weird.

  The room had a single small window and Dae didn’t want to step one foot in this room. She was left wide open for attack with no escape if someone wanted to corner her.

  “Nobody’s coming in here for you. My lot won’t allow it.” Raphael said attempting to reassure Dae.

  Dae bristled as she sat across from him. “What do you know about that?”

  “Not much. I assume your mate knows more than I do.”

  Another mini Raphael came in with two drinks and sat them down on the desk. Dae didn’t have a nickname for this one; he didn’t do anything to annoy her. He mostly faded into the background, like she liked to. He nodded at her and she nodded back. She noticed this was her drink –vodka.

  “I don’t have any cash.”

  “No worries, your tab is still open from Saturday.”

  Dae nodded. “So what do you know?”

  Raphael shrugged. “Somebody wants to you real bad.” He took a sip of his drink. “The ones they sent were their best.”

  Dae crossed her eyes as she said. “Not really.”

  Raphael smirked. “You should have been a cat.”

  Dae smiled. “You a cat?”

  Raphael’s smirk turned into a grin as he took another sip of his drink.

  “They might have been hired for someone else or it’s the big man himself who wants you. My guess is the big man. But why? I don’t know.”

  Dae knew immediately who the ‘they’ was he referred to. She was about ask who the ‘big man’ was when a very angry looking jet black wolf with ocean blue eyes burst in the room, followed by a half naked Raj carrying Iya on his back.

  Sonofabitch! Dae was standing on the desk before she even realized it in a fighting crouch. At least she was faster now.

  Raphael stood, debating on whether to kill Dae’s mate now or now. Every time Raphael turned around Koda was starting or in some shit in his bar. His Jamboree followed, all in human form, after that damn wolf and the new one that was carrying Iya. Why Iya and Dae associated with these wolves Raphael had no idea.

  He really wished those two women had been cats.

  Iya looked around the room until she found Dae and glared at her. She didn’t get off Raj’s back and Raj made no move to put her down as he gave Dae his own glare.

  Iya was about to open her mouth and screech at Dae but then she noticed that Koda shifted human. And he was naked. Raj turned and retreated, partly because he wanted to give Koda and Dae time to fight it out and partly because he didn’t want Iya getting any more views of a naked Koda.

  Dae knew this wolf was Koda before he shifted before her eyes, but she couldn’t help feeling threatened; there was something in the air that had her on edge. Something malevolent…

  The shift itself was amazing. Dae had never seen anything like it a day in her life. One second he was snarling at Raphael to get away from her as a wolf and the next second he was snarling for Raphael to get away from her as a man. A very naked man. A very delicious naked man –Dae barely noticed the room near exploding with Raphael juniors. Everywhere she turned, she saw them. Dae growled feeling closed in, she didn’t like to feel trapped at all.

  “Control yourself wolf.” Raphael said to a growling Koda, and then Raphael shook his head. “Wolves.” He muttered to himself. “Let’s give them some time alone.”

  All the Raphael spawn left looking like they wanted to eat Dae. “The room is soundproofed. Don’t destroy my desk.” Raphael said as he left closing the door behind him, leaving Dae alone with a very angry wolf man.

  Koda was panting, his nostrils flared with murder in his eyes. It was very sexy. Dae relaxed her stance and hopped off the desk.

  “You left me.” He growled at Dae in wolf. He couldn’t stop the words from coming out of his mouth. He should be happy she was alive and well. Happy she was safe. But the pain he felt inside overwhelmed him.

  She left him. Again.

  Dae looked down as she mumbled, “Only a little.”

  He was on her before she could blink, gripping her under her arms and lifting her up as he bellowed, “What is that supposed to mean? Only a little? There is no only a little. There is leaving and staying AND YOU LEFT ME!!”

  Dae sighed, knowing he was right. She looked down into his angry face trying to stop the hurt she saw and felt. Dae reached her hand forward and touched his cheek with her fingers. Koda’s anger almost evaporated and was replaced with another emotion; relief. And it made her heart ache.

  She knew she was wrong.

  She couldn’t explain her need to run. For whatever reason, she was there at the Roadhouse.

  Koda lowered her to envelope her in a hug that would bring bears to shame. Dae wrapped her arms around his neck as he buried his face into hers. He inhaled as she rubbed and massaged his scalp, his hands roaming all over her back and waist.

  Dae felt right with Koda growling into her neck.

  Her body already melted into his embrace, his left hand then at the small of her back pulling her tightly against him. His other hand held her head in place, making escape impossible. As if she would try to escape. Dae felt his light kisses on her skin and her body shivered. She rubbed her face along his, already at her body’s mercy.

  He whispered into her skin, “Don’t leave me again. Please don’t leave…”

  Dae grabbed his face so she could touch the masculine planes of his jaw. His face was raw with the same emotions she felt inside herself.

  “I won’t. I won’t.”

  She was paralyzed by the heat of his gaze. She swore she felt it past her bones.

  Dae was running on instinct as she kissed him. Just a small kiss, more like a soft caress; her lips brushed against his lightly, as if in question. She opened her mouth and her tongue licked his bottom lip, tasting him.

  Oh, did he taste good.

  He looked at her and smiled. Then he lost his control, slamming her back into the wall as he kissed her like he wanted to kiss her for months. Her mouth opened to his forceful demand as he enveloped her with his hard body, trapping her with those mammoth arms, his hands grabbing her rear. Her legs reflexively spread to have him pressed against her as he deepened their kiss.

  His mouth ravaged hers, making Dae wish she gave up her fight weeks ago. How stupid did she have to be to miss out on this?

  She didn’t know if it was a second, a minute, or an hour. Her body screamed for him, ached for more of his touch and was waiting. Her wolf growled Mine as the women agreed.

  How she wanted him. How she needed him. She was his and he was hers.

  Mine.

  Her body pressed against his in the most un-lady like way, but she could have cared less as his tongue stroked hers. Her hands were all over him, and nowhere near close enough at the same time. His neck, his hair, his massive chest. She felt the heat of him burn against her palms but something in her screamed closer.

  She needed to be closer, but how close could she get? She was already on him like a second skin. His hand roamed up from her stomach and Dae shivered again in anticipation as he cupped her breast. He growled.

  That growl sent more shivers up her spine and she moaned in his mouth. He growled again and she pressed her sex against the bulge threatening to burrow a hole in her shorts. He froze, mouth at her neck, so she rocked her hips into him. She griped his face and looked into his eyes. His pupils were dilated so much that there was barely any iris left. Something told her that her eyes were a mirror image of his.

  “Now.” A demand. He looked at her with such wanting she swore her shorts would b
e ruined from the flood moisture from her core. She said one other word to him. The only word she knew at that time. It was like her mind erased of everything she ever learned, wiped clean of every person she ever met and was replaced with that word.

  “Mine.” she growled with need. A second later he was all over her. His hands were everywhere and she still needed more of him. He held her by her rear and she wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles together in a vise. She had to be touching him. She had to have him touch her. They landed somewhere with her straddling his waist.

  Maybe Raphael’s desk. Maybe a chair.

  They could have been levitating in mid air for all she cared. He moaned in approval as he again began to fondle her right breast, her nipples already poking through the flimsy barrier of her shirt. It was too much; too much separation, too much between them, too much clothes! She grabbed the shirt she wore and ripped it from her body. For all Dae knew the shirt was in shreds. And she loved it.

  “Now.” She demanded while he stared at her breasts. She was already ripping at her tight shorts to be free.

  “No.” He growled grabbing at her hands. She bristled letting out a low growl.

  “Now.” Again she demanded, burning so hot she thought the fire would scorch her soul. The person she was already up in flames. Her need of this man was devouring her whole, leaving nothing of herself behind in the fire’s wake. But she didn’t care. Maybe he did. Maybe the fire was burning him too. Maybe that’s why he looked at her like she was a rack of lamb but was still frozen trying to catch his breath.

  She couldn’t take it anymore. He wasn’t touching her, was no longer kissing her and her body shook for his. If he wouldn’t let her take him, she would make him take her. In a flash she jumped off of him.

  He snarled at her quick getaway. She snarled back, realizing the game she needed to play. She was by the door now, standing still, body loose. She tilted her head, daring him to come get her. She ran her hands down her stomach slowly, pushing her shorts down her legs to rest at her ankles. His nostril flared and he began to sit up. She shook her head ‘no’ wearing a mischievous smile. She slid her hands back up her thighs as she toed her shorts off.

  He was on her before she could even react. He pulled to the carpeted floor, her underneath him and went to hold her hips still as she writhed. She wasn’t trying to get away; she knew there was no escape from this man. She writhed to get him closer; to get him in her. He began slowly sliding his body down hers like a snake and she whimpered in protest. He soothed her when his tongue met the overheated flesh of her collarbone. He ran it to the spot where he bit her weeks before and it amazed her that the fire burned hotter.

  She was completely out of her mind by the time she felt his breath against her right nipple. He teased her with his tongue before he all but consumed it in his mouth.

  Her back arched to for him as his other hand stroked her left nipple. She thought she was going to die or at least the moans she was making made her sound like she was dying. She had never wanted someone this badly. His answering growl sounded against her sensitized flesh and she swore when he broke his mouth free.

  He quickly inhaled her left nipple as her need threatened to tear her apart. It was like she like she was empty before and now she needed him to fill her. His length pressed into her thigh, so heated she thought the fire was coming from him. The burn started and ended everywhere. There was no part of her skin or soul that was not affected.

  His fingers found the wetness beneath her curls as she spread wide for him. Oh his hands had her whimpering with need for more. She found his thick hot shaft and stroked him as he teased her.

  His growl did nothing but encourage her to keep stroking as she position him at her entrance. His mouth claimed hers as she was lost in the ripples of pleasure as he massaged her clit with fierce abandon. He was animalistic in his assault and she convulsed as the first waves of orgasm took her breath from her lungs. His growling made her orgasm last for ages as his head slowly tried to push its way home. Crazed with need she pushed her hips to take him. He was filling her with his length slowly, too slow for the burning she felt mirrored in his body.

  “Don’t stop.” she practically begged. His face was above hers as their eyes met.

  “Can’t hurt you.” he said so much like the beast she compared him to that she almost thought she heard him wrong. Understanding dawned on her. He knew. He knew, she had never willingly been with another man. He was trying to be careful with her. Trying to not to hurt her.

  Consumed with need, knowing she had no words for how she felt, she rubbed her face in his neck. She licked the skin above his collarbone where the neck met and sunk her teeth into the muscle there. His control must have broken at her bite because before she could register the growl, he was filling her so completely she thought she saw stars.

  In a second he was all the way inside her, and their matching moans filled the room.

  The pain lasted for a second at his quick entry and her sex contracted as she came again, screaming his name. He began to move, this assault as vicious as his fingers were before. She convulsed around him as he hammered away at her with a need that matched her own as she met thrust for thrust. She couldn’t take anymore but she needed all of him. Her body was still aching, still burning the last bit of her insides to ash, waiting for his release.

  She needed it like the starved needed food, like the dehydrated needed water, like the sky needed the stars. Still he kept pounding into her as the next orgasm had her seeing whole constellations in the night sky.

  She felt the growl before she heard it rumble from his throat. Lost in waves of pleasure, she screamed as her orgasm peeked to the highest point as her body convulsed around his engorged shaft. He was still thrusting; making her pleasure roll into another more powerful orgasm that threatened to kill her.

  She was dying and somehow it was the first time she ever felt alive.

  She bit down in the same spot as before on his neck; his sweat tasted like winter snow and her own body jerked in response. His hands squeezed her hips tighter as he pulled her back to him, his mouth found the soft spot between neck and shoulder and clamped down causing pain that only intensified her orgasm. There was nothing left of her bones as she felt his back muscles tense.

  He started to spill in her as he said, “Mine” in such a beastly manner she wondered if the man would ever come back. She thought not as she felt the heat from his body enter hers.

  He was buried in her to the hilt and she was sure she should have said something else then what she had to say at that moment but the words her insides screamed were so few.

  “I am yours as you are mine.”

  The last of him spilled into her as her muscles relaxed. He surrounded her with his body as well as that scent she had been trying to ignore since she met him. Home. He was her home and there would never be another. Just him. Only him. Her mind began to shut down and she focused on the feel of him deep within her as he dropped into her like a ton of bricks. He started to move, to pull his length free from her but she wouldn’t have that.

  She locked her ankles to his firm behind and growled, “Mine.”

  He licked the deep bite he gave her as he stilled and settled back inside her.

  “Mine.” he agreed. He held her tight, feeling her body against his and her emotions inside him. She was his. There would be no one to take her away from him. Not even herself.

  Thirty

  “I’d never thought I’d be helping you put your clothes back on.” Koda said grinning, making Dae laugh. He loved when she laughed. Neither wanted to move so spent as they were but they weren’t home. Koda wanted to take her home and be inside her until they both collapsed from exhaustion. There was just so many things he wanted to do to her body. He wanted to make her scream underneath him. He fought to control his body’s response to those thoughts. He was already raring to go again. And again. He shook himself. He finally found her shirt and thankfully it was not in pi
eces. It took a few minutes to find her shorts but she at least she had clothes. Koda had none.

  “You know you could still wear my shirt…” Dae teased again as Koda growled at her.

  “And what would you wear?”

  Dae was about to reply ‘you’ when the wall with the window exploded. Koda pushed Dae behind him, knowing that this was going to be bad. The amount of taint, decay and sulphur that preceded the Cursed bastard that walked in told Koda all he needed to know.

  “You haven’t gotten any smarter whelp.” The Uktena said as he approached the A-Gi-Na who foolishly stood between him and his pup. The A-Gi-Na growled fiercely in challenge and the Uktena laughed. “You won’t win boy.”

  Dae was frozen in shock. She stared into golden eyes, the only golden eyes she had ever seen besides her own in the mirror. They were the same exact color of liquid gold she had too. The rank bastard who stood before them would have been handsome if he hadn’t worn a sneer on his face Dae instinctively knew he never relaxed. He wore nothing, which wasn’t surprising because she knew he was a wolf shifter.

  Dae really wished this guy had a towel or something. His body was scared with a blackness that resonated on his chest and curled outward like smoke to his extremities. It reminded Dae of char. It made him appear diseased but Dae knew that he was as fit as any other wolf shifter.

  It still made her want to scream Ewww!! But she knew that would be childish.

  His right arm held a weird tribal snake tattoo, like Koda’s held the tribal wolf. The main difference was the snake tattoo seemed to be alive; it moved and writhed against the skin.

  Dae finally released the breath she was holding and swallowed. She knew she wasn’t going to be free of this thing before her. He wasn’t a man or a wolf any longer, he was something else entirely and the reason why the others followed her. He smelled of decomposing flesh, sulphur, evil and hate.