"You know, you can only belong to someone if you want to belong to them."
My brow furrowed. I'd been raised as a hunter. A resource to be wielded. I knew there was more out there but the reality of it hadn't really hit me yet. "I never want to belong to anyone."
He shrugged. "Shifters are different than humans. Claiming a mate is the most intimate thing we can do."
"I don't know if I like that," I said.
"It's mutual," he said. "Respected and returned by both parties. You claim each other."
"Okay," I said. "I suppose I could get on board with that. It sounds sort of like marriage."
"In a way," he said. "But we have a bit less puritanical view on the whole thing."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You really want to go into shifter politics and theories right now?" he asked.
I moved my fingers through the bubbles, creating a channel through them. Then, I looked up at him through my lashes. All this talk of mating was not helping me tone down the thoughts about sex."Did you have something else in mind?"
"That depends," he said, letting the words hang in the air between us.
I could feel his anticipation, the want seemed to roll off of him in waves. And I wanted him. Bad. I wanted all of him. I wanted him inside me and I wanted him to claim me just as he had described. But I couldn't say that. It was too much. It was too fast. None of it made sense.
"Want to join me?" I bit down on my lip as soon as the words were out of my mouth, shocked that I'd actually said it.
Jackson lifted an eyebrow and studied my face before his gaze traveled down the length of the tub where my naked body was covered in bubbles.
He slid his boxers off and my eyes widened as I stared at his huge cock. Cade wasn't even that big when he was at attention. I swallowed hard and looked back up at the shifter.
His amber eyes met mine and I felt like I couldn't breathe as anticipation took hold.
Chapter 11
Jackson
The bathroom was dimly lit by several night lights plugged in around the room. The scent of lavender mingled with Violet's arousal. It was almost too strong to ignore. Once she invited me, the animalistic side of me took over, not allowing no for an answer. She could have a knife under those bubbles for all I knew but logic was gone. All I wanted was the feel of her skin against mine, the taste of her lips, her hot breath in my ear as I slid my cock inside her.
I stepped into the warm water and sat down, stretching my legs around hers until I reached the other end of the tub. She was surrounded by me; mine for the taking.
As the water sloshed with my adjustments, the water splashed away some of the bubbles, giving me my first look at her tits. They were the perfect size for my large hands and her rosy nipples were begging for my mouth.
She leaned forward and set her hands on my arms, running her fingers up and down as if feeling my muscles. Then, she bit down on her lower lip and waited, hands still on my forearms as if ready for me to make the next move.
I grabbed hold of her wrists, moving her arms above her head in a single moment. She gasped in surprise and I pressed my lips to hers, silencing her. Forcefully, I drove my tongue into her mouth as I moved my body on top of hers. Water splashed over the edge of the tub.
My legs were still outside of hers, locking her in place. She tried to pull her arms away from my grip as we continued to kiss but I wouldn't let go. Instead, I moved both of her wrists into one hand and held firm.
I pulled away from the kiss only to nip at her lower lip, gently pulling on it with my teeth. She seemed to melt into the water, sinking a little as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
With a smirk, I looked at her. Already breathing heavy from minimal foreplay. "You've never been with a shifter before."
"No," she said, breathless.
"After tonight, you'll never want a human again," I said.
She leaned forward, as if to kiss me and I moved back so she couldn't reach. "Not so fast. I make the rules here."
Violet pouted, sticking her lower lip out.
"Beg me," I said.
"For what?"
"Beg me to make you cum," I said.
"Please," she said.
"Not good enough," I said.
"Please make me cum," she said.
I lifted an eyebrow, silently encouraging her to continue.
"Please, Jackson, I need you. I need you inside me."
Slowly, I dipped my free hand under the water and slid it between her thighs. I grabbed her pussy with my hand. She yelped.
"Is this what you want?" I asked.
"Yes, I want you," she said.
I plunged my middle finger inside her and her hips rose in response. When I added a second finger she moaned, throwing her head back as I moved my fingers in and out, curling them up toward her g-spot. I added my thumb, stimulating her clit.
Violet moaned, her breathing shallow, picking up pace with every thrust.
I leaned down, taking one of her nipples into my mouth and sucking.
Violets cries escalated, coming louder and more desperate.
I moved to the other nipple, sucking, licking, gently biting.
She screamed, and her whole body convulsed. I felt the wetness of her orgasm covering my fingers as I pulled them out of her.
I let go of her wrist and she dropped her arms to her side, an exhausted yet satisfied expression settling onto her face. I knew she was mine and we hadn't even gotten to the best part yet.
This time, when I spread her thighs apart, I climbed in between them. My cock aching for release. Violet looked like she was holding her breath. She was ready, waiting for me. In one thrust, I was inside her.
Her head rolled back and she cried out as I moved in and out, her tightness wrapping around my cock. Leaning down, I pressed my face into her neck and she wrapped her arms around me. Her fingernails bit into the flesh of my back and I grunted as the pain mixed with the pleasure of being inside her.
Our breathing came in synch, both of us panting faster and faster as our pleasure mounted.
"Are you going to pull out?" she asked.
"Do you want me to?" I asked.
"No," she said. "I want all of you. I'm yours."
She grabbed me tighter, then wrapped her legs around my hips, squeezing me closer to her. As she cried out in ecstasy, I filled her womb. She was mine and I claimed her.
Two Months Later
Violet
Warm sunlight poured in through the sheer curtains of our bedroom. I blinked awake, stretching my arms above my head.
Jackson rolled over and greeted me with a sleepy gaze. “Good morning, beautiful.”
“Morning,” I said.
He kissed me, then leaned down and kissed my stomach. I wasn’t showing yet, but in a few months, it would be impossible to hide the life growing inside me.
I smoothed my hand over Jackson’s hair, then guided him back to my face. He leaned in and kissed me deeply.
A knock sounded on the door. “Alright you lovebirds, we’ve got investors here in an hour. Let’s go.”
I smiled at Jake’s notice. It was surprisingly easy to settle into a routine on the ranch with Jackson and his brothers. All of them had welcomed me like family and I supposed, with the bundle growing inside me, we’d soon be connected by blood.
Jackson kissed me again. “We better get ready. After all, this is your brilliant idea.”
Reluctantly, I crawled out of the warm bed and started to get dressed. He was right, after all. It had taken weeks of research to figure out a plan to help save the ranch but oddly enough, Llamas were in high demand.
Our first group of investors to see the new location for our Llama program would be here today. If they bought in, we’d have enough to get us through the year. From there, we’d keep expanding until the Double Horn Ranch was sustainable - even profitable.
I had to admit, the boys had been reluctant at first. But the second I missed my period, the
y were all in to find a way for us to stay here together.
I had no idea what my future had in store. I was carrying a shifter, the love of my life’s, baby.
For someone who had been raised to believe that supernaturals were evil, it was an odd twist of fate that I would become the mother of one.
I looked down at my stomach, still flat, hiding its secret. “I will always protect you. No matter what.”
This child would be raised with love.
“You ready, babe?” Jackson asked.
He was wearing tight jeans and a well fitted black tee shirt. His dark hair combed back out of his eyes and a dusting of dark stubble already forming on his jaw.
My knees felt weak just looking at him.
I had a feeling there were several more shifter babies to come.
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Alexis Calder writes sassy heroines and sexy heroes with a sprinkle of sarcasm. She lives in the Rockies and drinks far too much coffee and just the right amount of wine.
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