The Rogue Hunter's Mate [Paranormal Protection Unit 10] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Honor James

  “Just wait, it gets worse before it gets better,” he told her honestly, walking with her to the kitchen. Letting her go, he dug out cutting boards and containers for everything they had to do. Grabbing the lettuce, onions, tomatoes, and cheese he dropped them on the counter. “There will be a point where we won’t be able to breathe, eat, or sleep without the need to fuck one another and then it will start to calm down.”

  Turning to him she leaned back against the counter. “It’s going to get worse?” she asked softly and shuddered. “God, I don’t know if I will be able to survive it getting worse,” she admitted to him. “Although I’m seriously, seriously ready to try it if you are.” She grinned at that then and licked her lips. “Do you know how much I love knowing that you need me as much as I need you?”

  “You’ll survive, we both will. It just won’t always be comfortable for either of us,” he said, setting his phone on the counter where he could see it but it wouldn’t get wet. “We’re working here, woman,” he said softly, moving to wash the vegetables. Passing her the lettuce, he pointed to the green board. “Chop that up into those wonderful long strips.”

  “Right, chop.” She smirked and turned away from him. “It’s going to be hard though, love. So very, very hard. I happen to really and truly love having you want me so badly, darling. I love knowing that you want me as much as I want you.”

  Setting the tomatoes on a paper towel next to her cutting board, Z leaned over to press a kiss to her neck. “If we get everything cut up we can go and play on the fur rug in front of the fireplace,” he told her quietly. “I’ll even lick you to orgasm again if you are really, really good.” He breathed out on a soft growl.

  “Will I get to lick you to orgasm, too?” she asked with a grin. “I really think that we should both try that, darling. I really think that we should try to do the whole sixty-nine thing tonight. I really, really want to try it.”

  “Been reading have we? Or was it Internet searches? Maybe a little curiosity or a friend saying something?” he teased, nipping her ear lightly. Moving, he peeled the onion and gave it a light rinse, setting it with the tomatoes. Grabbing the cheese grater he propped it on the other board to start shredding cheese. “I’m all for anything and everything you want to try, darling. Changers don’t have hang-ups like most humans do,” Z told her quietly.

  “Yep, I’ve been reading and I did a little light Internet browsing before I came downstairs, darling. And now I want to do it,” she said with a grin, “After we have all of this prepped of course so that all we will have to do is heat it up a bit and then eat.” She grinned. “And I’m glad that you don’t have any hang-ups, Zaidu. It makes it much better for me.”

  “You have any hang-ups?” he asked her curiously. “Anything you’d never in a million years do,” he added as he grated the cheese. Picking up a bit he dropped it in his mouth to chew before moving the pile into a bowl and grating some more.

  “Other than my serious hang-up about meat?” she asked with a grin and grabbed a tomato. “Nope, not a one. I want everything with you, Zaidu. I want to experience everything with you, honey. I need to have every single moment with you and live it to the fullest.”

  “Good to know, cause there’s this shop down on the main street, little discreet place, they’ve got these rope swings.” He licked his lips slowly. Wiggling his brows he actually cracked a small smile. “And lots and lots of interesting toys, too.”

  “Oh, I totally think that we will have to go shopping.” She popped a tomato into his mouth as well and grinned. “I will even let you tie me up if you want.” She was a complete submissive to his Wolf she was finding, and she was really rather fine with that.

  “Seriously?” he asked a little startled about that. At her nod he actually felt the need to grin at her but resisted. “Excellent, we can do that one day soon,” he told her, putting the rest of the cheese into the container and putting the lid on to keep it from drying out. Zaidu moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. “You want help chopping?”

  “Nope, I have it. However”—she looked up at him and licked her lips—“I wouldn’t be opposed to you taking a very quick run down to that store while I chop and then get into a nice hot tub if you wanted to find us some toys to play with.”

  Staring into her eyes he nodded. “All right,” he murmured, dropping a kiss to her lips. “Remember you said that.” He breathed against her mouth, kissing her again a little deeper, harder. Pushing back he let out a breath. “Stay inside, yeah?” he looked at her. “The wolves are likely out prowling so you’ll know if anyone gets close. I won’t be long,” he promised, snatching up his phone.

  “Yeah, I will be inside I promise.” Bethany grinned and winked at him. “Go, I will have all of this prepped while you are out and then when you come home you can surprise me with what you’ve bought, and I simply can’t wait.”

  Leaning in he kissed her once more. “I won’t be long,” he told her honestly. Hell, he was going to take the bike just so he could get there faster and back, too. Dashing for the door, he snatched up his jacket and keys and bolted out, barely remembering to lock it.

  Bethany watched him leaving and only grinned. God she loved that Wolf. She quickly finished the chopping of the veg and the soy meat substitute and gave it a light browning with some of the onions. Placing everything in containers, she placed it all in the fridge and then headed up to the bathroom for her bubbly bath.

  Zaidu bought a bunch of toys all with the assurance that as long as they didn’t leave the original packaging they could be returned if his “girl” didn’t like them. Shaking his head as he got off the bike at the house he dug out the bags before looking to the wolves that paced. They were calm for the most part, still anxious to meet his mate, but that would have to wait for a good long while. “Sorry, fur balls, she’s all mine for a while,” he warned them, heading into the house.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Lying back in the hot and bubbly water with a cloth over her eyes Bethany smiled. She felt the slight throbbing of the bite on her neck and knew that he was close. Leaning down in the water even more she listened intently as he moved around. “I’m in the tub,” she called out to him, as if he didn’t know already just where she was.

  Dropping the bags on the bed he kicked off his runners before padding into the bathroom. “I kind of figured from the occasional splash of water.” Crouching down beside the tub he rested his chin on his hands as he folded them on the edge. “You about done yet?” he asked curiously, looking at the too many bubbles covering her body.

  “I was just waiting on you to get home. Want to help me dry?” She had taken the liberty and shaved herself bare. She couldn’t wait to see what he would think of it when she stood and the bubbles were gone. “I take it you got us some lovely toys to experiment with?”

  “Yup, we were told to look through them, check out the uses noted on the packaging and if there was anything too far out of the realm, return it. But we open it, we have officially bought it,” he told her, standing to grab her a towel. Shaking it out he turned and paused as she stood, his eyes right on her bare mound. “You shaved,” he growled huskily. His cock went rock fucking hard.

  “I did.” She stepped out of the tub and into the towel he was holding loosely. “Do you approve? I had wanted to give you a surprise and I see that I did. Which by the way, I’m very glad that I was able to surprise you.”

  “You definitely did surprise me,” he said, wrapping the towel around her shoulders. Looking down at her he let out a low whistle. “I can’t wait to lick you up,” Z murmured softly, his mouth already salivating at the thought.

  “And I can’t wait to lick you as well,” Bethany shot right back at him. “I’m glad that you like what you see. I hope that along with the toys you were able to get some lube and stuff as well?” Because she had to admit, she liked it when he had toyed with her anus, when he had made her climax from just his finger there.

  “We have many t
hings but we need to read the ingredients to ensure you won’t react to anything and there’s nothing in there that I can’t stand,” he told her. Rubbing the towel down her arms slowly he used the ends to dry her breasts, sort of.

  “I would be far more worried about you and what you can and can’t stand.” She worried for her Wolf, a great deal. So how about you grab the toy that made you the hardest and bring it to bed with us?”

  Snorting, he pointed at the bags on the bed they could see through the open door. “You see those? Pretty much all of those had me rock hard at the possibilities. And that isn’t even a third of what I wanted to buy, but I was on the bike so space was limited.”

  That had her grinning and nearly drooling. Turning to him she asked very simply, “What would you like to do to me? Do you want me on all fours on the bed, tied to the posts while you fuck me with one of those toys? Or would you rather see if you can get my ass ready for you to fuck?” Yep, she was using language. She had been doing a lot of research.

  “What do you want me to do, darling?” he asked, softly moving closer to her. Dropping a hand to her shaved mound and the other to her ass, he rubbed simultaneously at her clit and her anus. “Do you want me to put the vibrating eggs in your pussy while I stroke and stretch your anus?”

  “God yes.” She couldn’t tell him no on anything. “Please,” she whimpered. “I very much would like that a great deal. How will you stroke and stretch me?” she asked and let him walk her toward the bed. “Is there a toy for that?”

  “There are many toys for many things,” he said, nipping at her neck lightly. “I think you should climb on the bed on your knees and I will dig out the eggs first and then we can figure out which lube works best for us.”

  Climbing up on the bed on his orders Bethany looked back at him, watched him as he pulled the eggs from their case and laid her shoulders to the bed, her ass up high for him, and simply watched. “God you are a beautiful man, Zaidu. I’m very, very lucky that you are mine.”

  “Only and forever yours,” he told her as he read the instructions and stuck the batteries where they needed to go. Humming softly he turned the switch to on and tested the various settings. “You ready, darling?” he asked, sitting behind her to rub one to her wet pussy.

  “As ready as I’m going to get,” Bethany stated with a grin and braced her legs slightly farther apart. “Please, Zaidu, please,” she whimpered and wiggled her ass slightly in the air, waiting and needing as she did so.

  Pressing the first one on the link in slowly, he added the second and then the third slightly larger one. Nudging them in a bit more he nodded and hit the control on the lowest setting. “How’s that feel?” he asked, pulling out the various lubes to read the ingredients, tossing a couple back into a bag.

  Her toes curled and fingers clenched the bedding. “So good.” She purred. “Higher,” she begged in demand and her hips began to rock. “Please, Z, just a smidge more,” she whimpered. It felt so good. The eggs inside of her were vibrating and on occasion jumping and bumping against each other. It was a beautiful torture and she wanted more.

  “Uh-huh,” he mumbled, reading another list of ingredients. Turning the eggs up to the next level he shot her a look as she twitched. “Too much?” he asked her and grinned at her moan. “That’s only level two of”—he checked the controller—“holy shit, fifteen. You aren’t even far enough up the scale to count it yet,” he teased, leaning in to bite her ass gently. Popping the lid on the lube he inhaled slowly. It actually was unscented, excellent. “I think we have a winner for lube, darling. The others we’ll return and pick up more of this as long as it’s truly as hypoallergenic as it claims.”

  Tugging another bag in closer he pulled out five packages. “So, we have several ways to go about this, my little mate. We have the old finger stretching method or”—he put the packages of various sizes from small to large where she could see them—“we have butt plugs. We also have what the lady at the store called beads.” He set those three packages out, again varying sizes.

  “I like the idea of the butt plug because then you can pull the eggs out of me and fuck me,” she decided finally after rocking back time and again. “Is there one that’s inflatable? I think that’s what I read online.” She paused and bit her teeth, felt it when he increased the speed of the eggs. “Oh Gods.”

  Chuckling, he checked what they had and dug through the other bags. “We have an inflatable one,” he told her, holding it up. “Is this your choice, my lady?” he asked her softly as he eased the eggs into the number four setting, inhaling her heavy arousal.

  She panted and then finally she nodded. “Yes, yes, that one.” She was soon going to be begging him and she knew it. “Please, Zaidu, Gods please, honey,” she begged. “Just, please something.” She was lost, damn but she was so totally and completely lost and needed him, now.

  Humming softly he put everything else back and got into the package. Reading the directions, he put some lube on her anus and some on the butt plug. Rubbing it through the lube he turned the eggs down to two. “Relax, darling,” he said softly. Easing it in slowly he waited until he got it in place and gave it two pumps to hold it comfortably. Turning the eggs back up to four he gave the plug two more pumps as he watched her face.

  “Oh, yes!” She began to push back against him and fisted the bedding under her hard. “More,” she whimpered. “For the butt plug, more and then swing your dick around here because I need to taste you, Zaidu.”

  Chuckling, he stripped down and eased onto the bed to lay with his cock by her mouth. Expanding the plug three more pumps, he put the eggs on level five. Easing her over him he leaned up to lick the moisture on her bare lips and tease her clit, the vibrations from in her vagina echoing down into his tongue. “Interesting,” he murmured.

  “And feels so very good, too,” Bethany replied and pressed her clit down against his mouth. Her hands stroked up and down his cock and she whispered, “Beautiful, simply beautiful,” before she teased him with her tongue and then began to try to work him into her mouth.

  Cupping her hips he held her down to him as he lapped at her slowly, running his tongue around her vaginal opening. Growling softly he nibbled at her pussy, flicking his tongue to her clit before he suckled at the tight bud.

  She moaned against his cock, working him in and out slowly, breathing through her nose as she did so. Her nails dug into his perfect ass, determination to make him come a living and breathing thing inside of her. So good. God that feels so good, she whispered in his mind.

  Squeezing the pump for the butt plug three times he nipped at her clitoris gently when she whimpered. Too much? he asked softly. He wasn’t doing full squeezes, just half pumps to make her feel full. But she was an anal virgin and he didn’t want her harmed.

  God no, feels so good. She whimpered and adjusted herself slightly. She had to give herself a moment to adjust to the feeling of the plug in her ass but once she did, between that, the eggs, and his mouth, she was so skyrocketing into space.

  That’s it, he encouraged her, flicking his tongue over her clit roughly. Nipping, he tugged on her little nub and growled as he cranked the eggs up one more level. Multi-tasking at its very best.

  Bethany sucked him in harder. She seemed more determined that he come now than she had been before. She licked his cock and began to caress her finger over the tight pucker of his ass.

  Growling deep, he sucked hard at her clit and turned the eggs up another notch. Rocking his hips because she was killing him, Zaidu held out as long as he could. But between what he knew was happening with her, the sensations he could feel in their bond, and what she was doing to him, he bloody well exploded with a snarl of sound against her silky, wet pussy.

  Bethany knew that he expanded when he came so the last second she pulled off so that she could only suck the head of his cock, her fingers gently massaging the knot there so that she could give him a bit of relief. When she had drank down every single drop that he had to offer her
, she smiled. “God, I love that.” She rocked against him. “And I’m already so close to another orgasm,” she whimpered.

  Turning the eggs off, Z tugged them from her vagina, liquid seeping out with them. “Move forward,” he growled softly. Shifting, he got up on his knees and behind her, pressing his still-hard cock into her body slowly, knowing she’d be sensitive, and with the plug he took a little extra care

  Bethany bit her lower lip. She fisted her hands into the bedding once more and whimpered. “So good,” she whispered softly. “God I love how full I feel right now.” And she did. With the butt plug and Zaidu’s cock pushing into her body she felt fuller than she ever thought she might feel.

  Rocking into her slowly he let her adjust to him moving up against the plug. Holding her hips he picked up speed the more she responded and was soon slamming his cock into her. Growling roughly as she moved back against him, he tightened his hands on her hips.

  Her neck arched back. Her entire being seemed to vibrate as he took her. She whimpered and begged, “More.” Both of him and the plug. She was just inches from coming, just moments, and just needed a small bit more. “God you feel so good,” she sobbed.

  Working his cock like a piston, he stabbed into her over and over. Growling as he began to expand he slammed hard into her just as his cock knotted up and he shot seed hotly into her body. Groaning when she screamed, her body clamping down hard, he bucked against her unintentionally and felt the added pressure from the butt plug on his cock.

  She screamed over and over again. The pleasure was so intense, so right that she felt her consciousness sliding away. “So good,” she whispered before passing out on the poor Wolf.

  Holding her up at her sudden move Z tipped his head to check on her. The sappy smile on her lips let him know she was just out. Moving when he could, Zaidu removed the plug and cleaned her up gently before tucking her into bed and sliding in to join her. Wrapping his arms around her he rested his cheek between her breasts and closed his eyes. “Mine,” he whispered.