Brutus (Moon Hunter's Inc. Book 4)

by Catty Diva

  “I did go through premed and even some training, but in the end, I couldn’t manage to work full time and go to med school and that was the only way I could afford it.”

  “Oh, Brutus. I’m sorry you couldn’t follow your dream.”

  “After all you’ve been through and you feel bad for me. You’re the sweetest person I’ve ever met.”

  “Aw, now your making me blush.”

  “You’re lovely when you blush. It makes me have bad thoughts.”

  “Maybe we could have bad thoughts together?” Shari felt like she was putting herself out there and she feared rejection, but not as much as she feared never being with a man who cared for her.

  “Shari, are you sure?”

  “I’ve never been surer of anything in my life. Samson is sleeping and should sleep for a while.”

  Brutus took her hand and led her back to her quarters. She had two bedrooms so the baby had his own. Brutus had given her two coms and she left one turned on in the nursery so she could hear any sounds he made.

  They stood next to her bed gazing into each other’s eyes. Shari felt shy suddenly and she wondered if Brutus had changed his mind, but there was a look in his eyes that told her that this man wanted her. It made her think he wanted her to make the first move. What the hell. She began to take off her clothes slowly. His eyes widened and he watched every move she made.

  Once she was naked, she gave him a questioning look. “You should be undressing.”

  “I was too fascinated with what you were doing,” he admitted, right before he began to slowly remove his shirt.

  He was a magnificent example of a male creature. Her mouth watered and her stomach clenched as need grew inside her. She felt her body lubricate in anticipation of his possession. This was going to happen, she was going to be claimed by a man.

  Brutus stood before her, naked and sexy as fuck. Tall and proud, his body was deliciously muscular and his cock was erect and bobbing for attention. She was taken aback by the sheer size of it, but if a baby could come out, surely her body would adjust to his size.

  He seemed to make a decision just as she did, and they bumped together as they both moved toward each other. “Sorry. I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked and she shot him a look. Yeah he was big, but she’d been made tough by a life few would have survived. “I forgot what a bad ass you are, Shari,” Brutus said, with his hands up and out in a gesture of surrender.

  She giggled at the thought of her taking this big tough guy down. Down on the bed, maybe. All shyness and caution was thrown to the wind and she jumped up into his arms, her legs wrapping around his hips. His arms caught her easily and held her up, while her arms wrapped around his neck. The feel of his body against hers made her have hot flashes.

  His muscles were hard but the skin over them was silky and warm. His cock was beneath her and she could feel it rubbing her ass cheeks. It was hard as steel, but felt like it was covered in velvet like her bedspread. She felt more moisture between her legs and she was ready for him to slide inside her.

  “Now Brutus!” She demanded, but he took charge and laid her down on the bed before sliding on top of her and caging her in. His mouth dropped to hers and his lips branded her with a rough and crazy passion. Passion was ruling him and she liked it.

  Biting her neck, it was a sharp sting, but he didn’t break the skin. It made her whimper and arch up against him. “More,” She asked, and he gave it to her.

  His mouth worked its way down her neck nipping her shoulder and then he settled his face in her breasts. He devoured her nipples, first one, then the other. “Your milk is tasty,” he said with a wink, before moving down her abs to her belly button. A belly button his tongue licked before moving to her belly.

  Shari writhed under his hot and skillful mouth as he made it the rest of the way until his face was between her thighs. His heated breath hit her wet nether lips and she shivered uncontrollably. She felt his tongue slide along her seam and slip inside, stroking her folds and moving up to worry her little nubbin.

  A whimper broke from her lips as pleasure coiled in her belly waiting to be set free. Her legs spread apart further, inviting him to go deeper. He chuckled and the vibrations hit her clit sending thrills through her. Brutus now went for her clit with enthusiasm. His hand moved up and he inserted a finger in her channel and she squirmed on it.

  “Yes, Baby. I’m going to make you cum,” Brutus whispered, as he pulled back a second before attacking her clit with his mouth and tongue enthusiastically.

  “Oh gods!” Shari moaned as tension built leading to something she’d never experienced before. Heat built and she was so close to something wonderful, she could barely stand it.

  “Cum now!” Brutus directed her, as he added a second finger to her channel and nipped at her clit adding just a hint of pain.

  Shari didn’t know what was happening but it was like her body was doing his bidding. She felt the ball of pleasure burst and roll over her and her body bucked wildly. Her legs trapped his head and her fingers slipped into his hair holding him in place, so he couldn’t escape. Eyes closed, lights exploded under her lids like a fireworks display.

  She couldn’t get enough of this new exciting feeling and she wanted to stay locked in it forever. Reluctantly, she had to release Brutus so he could breathe. It was a certainty to her that nothing could ever feel better than what he had just given her.

  He moved up her body and as his cock worked its way inside her, Shari’s eyes popped open in shock. She felt a pinch as she stretched, but damn it felt good as he filled her and she felt one with him. Never in her life had she felt this close to anyone except the babies she had carried. Once Brutus began to move, the ability to do anything but feel, left her.

  Slowly at first, in no time he hammered into her in wild abandon and she loved it. Her passage massaged him and she arched to meet each thrust. Her hands stroked his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his hips and her toes sunk into the delightfully smooth cheeks of his ass. She gained traction there and met his thrusts with a force of her own.

  “By the gods, Shari, you are amazing,” he praised, as he pounded into her. Desire balled in her stomach waiting to explode into the bliss only Brutus could give her. She dared to believe this time would outdo the first.

  “Make me cum, Brutus. Please!” She demanded sweetly.

  He shifted his hips until he found her hottest spot, and then he hammered into it, making her gasp. “Yes, Shari. Cum for me sweet one!” He directed, and it was as if she could refuse him nothing.

  “Brutus!” She screamed as her orgasm hit her suddenly. Wave after wave of almost painful delight washed over her and her pussy clamped down on his cock squeezing it until he came with her.

  Her lover bellowed like an animal as he cut loose, filling her with his seed. He’d poured so much in her; she could feel it dripping down the crease of her ass. She should get up and clean herself but damn, she’d never felt this perfectly tired. Well pleasured, she just wanted to catch a nap before the baby woke.

  Brutus rolled and he took her with him. She was splayed across his chest and he pulled a sheet over them. Shari felt so content, she never wanted this moment to end. Sleep took her and it was filled with more dreams of her and her lover. They wouldn’t be together long, he would move on like men did. Her resolve was to take all that he was willing to give and let him go without a fight when the time came. That way when he remembered her, it would be fondly and with only the best of memories.

  The baby cried and she instantly woke. “I’ll get our boy.” Brutus said, and it would be so easy to pretend they were a family.

  She lay there waiting until he brought Samson back and laid him in her arms. As soon as he was in position, he started feeding in a frenzy. A few minutes later, he drifted off, then woke and immediately started feeding again. His eyes rolled back in his head from the pleasure of getting all he wanted. At this point, Brutus had assured her eating and sleeping were all babies did. They were
growing and learning to interact with the new environment outside the womb.

  His little hand was wrapped around her finger and she felt so much love for this small human being. He took her breath away and she saw so many possibilities for his future but what did she have to offer her son?

  “I need to get a job.” Shari blurted out.

  “What brought this on?” Brutus asked.

  “Him. I need to be able to take care of him and give him a good, safe future. Right now I have no money, no home, and I see no future for either of us.”

  “Let me help you. All the prisoners from this lab will have the option of going to Oison where the Mazlans will give them a place to live and job training, but I want you to live with me. Stay with me, you and Samson, and we’ll be a family.”

  “You say that now, but men always leave.”

  “That’s not true. There are such a thing as real families and we can have that. We’ll find your other children and we can build a life together. Just think about it, please?”

  “It’s not that I don’t want to. You are special to me, but I don’t want you to feel trapped.”

  “I would never feel that way, not with you. We’ll be leaving in a couple of days, just stay with me for now. I’ll convince you that this thing between us is real.”

  “For now,” Shari agreed. Brutus took the sleeping baby from her and settled him in the other room in his crib before he came back.

  Brutus snuggled around her and she fell back to sleep. Right now, her schedule revolved around the infant. She was living just to see to his needs for now, but soon he would begin to crawl and explore his world. The thought was both exciting and terrifying. The thought of them staying with Brutus was sheer joy. Her concern, or at least one of them, was what would happen if they were with him for a year or two and then he left them. Could she survive that? How would Samson feel if he was old enough to miss him?

  She was in a constant state of exhaustion so she fell asleep without coming to any decisions. It was that age old problem, want to battling with logic. Which would win? It was easier to just avoid a decision until she had no choice.

  Hours later, Brutus woke her. Samson must have been very tired to sleep so long. “Go ahead and wake him so he can feed,” she told him.

  He brought the baby to her and he woke to feed but without his usual enthusiasm. “Is he alright?” Brutus asked.

  “I’m not sure. Is there a doctor here?” She asked.

  “No, but if we leave early, the ships have medics who are usually doctors. Let me call Cash to see what we can do.”

  Now on top of everything else, she was worried about her baby. She kept him with her and he slept fitfully, making her even more worried.

  Chapter 9

  Home

  He worried about Jazzy almost constantly, even though her tracker had been activated and there was hope she would be found soon. Now he worried about his boy, Samson who was getting fussy and not eating as well as he had been. Shari had been his first love, but he loved the little boy, too. Brutus was certain he would love all her children once they managed to find them.

  Holding Samson against his chest and rubbing circles on his back, they waited for the shuttle to take them to the ship. The ship would take them to Cash first. At that point, Shari had decisions to make. Oison offered all those coming from the labs a refuge, but he wanted to be that refuge for her and Samson.

  The shuttle docked and he and Shari walked toward it. The door opened and an officer from the ship stood next to the door waiting for them to load. Their baggage would be placed in the back and the shuttle would leave. No one else was going with them. Most of those held in the labs were already gone and the hunters left behind were digging for any information they could find.

  Shari was nervous and he held her hand as the shuttle took off. Samson was in the car seat sitting across from them. He was restless but his eyes were closed. Once they exited the station, Brutus could see the ship they were headed to. It was one of Oison’s finest.

  Shari was squeezing the hell out of his hand. “You’ve never been away from the lab, have you?”

  She shook her head. “I’ve been told I was born here and haven’t ever left. It’s scary.”

  “It’s probably overwhelming after being below all your life. Stick with me and I’ll help you every step of the way.” He squeezed her hand back and as they started to enter the shuttle bay, she began to calm.

  “I’m okay now,” She said, but her wide eyed look showed that wasn’t completely true.

  Once they were stopped, he got the baby and grabbed her hand. She was going to love the luxury Mazlan ships sported. He knew he did. They exited and were met by the second of the crew.

  “I’m Pete, and I’ll escort you to your room.”

  “Nice to meet you, Pete. I’m Brutus, this is Shari, and the little guy is Samson. We need to see the medic first.”

  “I’ll take you there right away. Your bags will be sent straight to your room.” He turned and they followed.

  Medical was in the center of the ship and set up to be accessible to all. It was empty accept for the medic and a nurse. “Hello, Pete. Who have you brought me?”

  “This is Doc and his nurse Helen. Doc, this is Brutus, Shari, and the little guy is Samson.”

  “Thank you Pete. I’ll take good care of them,” Doc said, and Pete left immediately. “So what brings you to me?”

  “Samson hasn’t been checked out by a doctor. He’s been fussy and we just want to be sure he’s okay,” Brutus explained.

  The doctor took the baby and laid him in a crib that was pushed up against the wall. “We don’t get many infants here,” he confided, as he pulled the crib into the middle of the room where it was under a bright light. Samson blinked as he stared up at the examination lamp. The doctor took a scanner and ran it over the baby slowly. “How old did you say he was?”

  “He’s ten days old,” Brutus answered. Shari’s hands were clenched tightly with worry.

  “Most unusual. Your boy is teething. Almost unheard of at that age in a full human. I see some signs though that he’s not a full human, so it might be normal for whatever race he is mixed with.” The doctor concluded, rubbing his chin in thought. “I can give you something to ease his discomfort or you can just give him a little alcohol, but none of the strong stuff. It will do just as well.”

  “I thought that was an old wives’ tale,” Brutus noted.

  “Old wives were like doctors back in the day,” the doctor explained.

  Brutus knew there were few doctors on old Earth, so that made sense. Samson was a mix of races, whatever the labs had decided to try. It would be good to know what their little boy was made of, so they would know what to expect. “Should we have him tested to see what races are involved? Without that, we’ll never know what to expect.”

  “Alright,” Shari agreed, but he could still see she was fearful for Samson.

  “Doctor, we want to test to find out what blood he carries,” Brutus informed.

  “Right away,” The doctor agreed. Brutus could see the doctor’s curiosity was eating at him, anyway. He was dying to run tests and make discoveries. It was the nature of a scientific mind.

  Brutus felt relieved that his boy was just going through a normal stage of development every child went through. He had some experience in medicine, but none with children. Brutus and Shari would just have to muddle through as most first time parents did. It might be harder since Samson’s DNA had been messed with, but so far he seemed strong and healthy.

  “I’ll take you to your suite,” the nurse offered. She moved toward the door, so they followed. As nice as the suite turned out to be and with all the great amenities the ship had for guests, it would be like a vacation. Brutus hadn’t had a real vacation in years.

  “This is amazing,” Shari whispered, awe in her face at the size and comfort their suite had. Two bedrooms allowed Samson to have a room of his own. Two bathrooms, not necessary for them
, but he could see where it would come in handy of they had an older child. The kitchen was large considering they were on a ship and the dining room table could seat eight. The living room was comfortable with a couch, loveseat and easy chair.

  “We’ll be comfortable here and we can decide what we want to do. They have a movie theater onboard that I think you’ll love.”

  “Some of the guards used to watch movies. Once in a while, we could see the screen. I’d love to watch a whole movie.”

  Two days later, they did just that. “We’ll take Samson with us. He’s such a good boy that he’ll be fine,” Brutus observed.

  “Besides, you can’t stand to leave him behind. I think you’re worse than I am,” Shari teased.

  “I consider both of you mine,” Brutus admitted, as he pulled Shari into his arms for a kiss. It was something he did every time she was near.

  Shari smiled, but he could see she wasn’t sure if she could believe his claim. The way she had grown up and the things done to her made it easy to understand why she doubted their ability to form a strong family unit and live together for the rest of their lives. No one had stayed steady in her life. Her sister had been the closest but even she was in and out of her life. She had left before them, excited to see Oison and the Mazlan males.

  Shari would adjust to the new life and they could make things work, if she gave him half a chance. “Let’s go,” he said, as he picked up their boy and took Shari’s hand. The movie theater wasn’t far, but it was packed. They found two seats in the middle of the theater on the end of a row.

  The movie was an action movie with a lot of fighting and blowing things up. Brutus thought it was very good and Samson seemed fascinated by it. Shari on the other hand, seemed frightened but unable to look away. “I’ll protect you, Baby,” he insisted.

  “I know it’s not real but it seems like it is,” Shari admitted. “Are all movies like this one?”

  “No, some are romances or comedies. There is one tomorrow night that looks funny.”

  “Okay. I’ll give it a try.”