Brothers - Dexter's Pack - Jacob (Book Three)

by M. L. Briers

  “Mine…” he growled.

  It wasn’t a love song.

  He hadn’t written her a poem.

  He’d spoken his heart.

  He’d told her what was in his soul.

  It was her move next and he hoped and prayed that it was the one he so desperately needed.

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  ~

  Lily tried to catch her breath.

  The man had kissed her to within an inch of her life and back, and then he’d left her hanging with that one word…

  Mine… She repeated within her mind as it pinged back and forth around her brainpan.

  What kind of a word was mine?

  I should be insulted as a feminist … but it’s just so damn sexy…

  What am I saying?

  The man wants to c-l-a-i-m me like I’m lost luggage … but still it’s just so damn sexy…

  He’s sexy…

  This is sexy…

  Everything is sexy right now…

  Hormones…

  Endorphins … like eating a really big bar of the best chocolate … only my chocolate never tried to claim me … not that it would have stood a chance when I just gobbled it up…

  Oh, Goddess, I could certainly gobble him up … damn, that sounded dirty … good, but … no, no buts, just good.

  I could lick him from head to toe … covered in melted chocolate or not…

  Lily noted the way that he was breathing – like he was trying to rein it in, get it, and himself under control.

  He was looking at her expectantly, and with so much hunger that she had to swallow hard as a jolt of something damn fine went right to her womb and warmed her inside.

  He shifted his hips and his hard length moved over her sex …

  She caught her breath, bit down on her bottom lip, and he growled like a wildling…

  “What the heck are you waiting for a solid platinum invitation…?” She didn’t manage to get any further than that before his lips came crashing down on hers once more.

  This time her world spun and she spun with it. Every step that the man took towards the bedroom; she felt his hardness rub against her sex and she liked it.

  If she wasn’t careful – maybe lucky – she might just find that first happily ever after right there and then…

  Every inch of her body was heightened beyond belief to his touch. It felt as if he only needed to brush his fingertips against her skin and her womb said thank you…

  She felt the cold press of something hard against her back and a shiver ran through her body as she pressed against him to be free of it, but the sound of the shower bursting to life made her long for the warmth of the water against her cold back … his hot body one side and the warm water on the other.

  Heaven and hell all wrapped up in a nice gift package with a bow sitting on top.

  The next heartbeat and he was trying to unwrap her body from where she was twisted around him like a vine… the trouble was – she didn’t want to let go…

  “Naked …” Jacob growled against her lips and that thought registered on her brain like one heck of a slap to the head wakeup call…

  That was the best idea he’d had yet…

  She released him from the death grip that she had on his hips and found her feet against the floor…

  Lily didn’t need her brain to do much work as he stripped her of her clothes in what had to be record time. Her fingers had tried to do the same for him, but she was all fingers and thumbs and she found that she kept getting in his way…

  “Not fair, get naked…” she grumbled, wanting to touch his body as much as he wanted to touch hers, and the moment that he had every last piece of clothing from her body; he got naked too.

  “Holy hell fire…” Lily’s eyes took in the rock hard, thick length of his cock. She’d seen it before but up close and personal it looked so much bigger.

  She had to wonder how her body was ever going to stretch to accommodate him, and yet, she more than welcomed the challenge of such a feat…

  Jacob snatched her up in one arm, lifting her feet from the floor, and stepped into the shower with her. Then he placed her right back down again as the warm pooled around her feet.

  He wanted forever to begin right then and there, and cleaning and caring for his mate was an instinct that was ingrained within his psyche.

  Besides that; he also wanted to touch every inch of her, and having soapy hands with which to wash her with gave him every plausible reason to do just that…

  It wasn’t as if he needed to find a reason; she’d reached for the shower gel too, eager to do the very same thing, and he had absolutely no problem in sharing…

  The moment that her silky hands touched his skin he was lost to her, and as he washed her right back – there wasn’t an inch of his body that she didn’t touch, and he was eternally grateful for it…

  But it was also almost driving him insane with need…

  Jacob couldn’t hold back a moment longer.

  He’d touched her as she was touching him, but something snapped within him – and it wasn’t his wolf…

  He turned her to face the wall. Then he dropped down onto his knees behind her like he was worshiping his Goddess.

  He used his large hands against her thighs to spread her legs, and then he delved between her folds with his tongue like a ravenous man, starved of that which he needed most – her.

  Lily couldn’t move. She couldn’t breathe as he worked his tongue over her sex and deep inside of her.

  Every inch of her body was on fire with need, and there was a huge knot of divine goodness that was tightening so hard and fast within her that she just had to hold on for the ride…

  And what a ride it was…

  Her body felt as if it shattered into tiny pieces the instant that the orgasm ripped out of that knot and fired through every inch of her body…

  He didn’t stop devouring her until the second release hit her even harder and made her legs weak and her head spin so hard that she had no choice but to plaster herself against the wall for fear that she would end up in a boneless squishy mess in shower tray…

  Jacob’s strong arms came about her and she gladly folded up inside of them. If there was ever a time when she’d need his strength it was then and there.

  He lifted her up like she was as light as a feather and carried her away as if he was from a bygone age, and then; he laid her down onto the bed, climbing over her body, and opened her once more, but this time she felt the pressure of his cock against her opening, and her eyes locked with his as he pushed inside of her…

  Lily’s body yielded to his commanding presence. Her inner walls and muscles opened for the hard press of his length, stretching around him like a silken glove as he took her to the hilt…

  The growl that rumbled through his chest was potent, but not as potent as those jet black eyes that never left hers. It was as if he was willing her body to take every last inch, and she did – with a stunted gasp and a grateful moan when he was finally seated inside of her…

  Jacob caught her wrists in his hands, and with a deep grunt of desire; he pushed her hands back against the bed. Her eyes flared and her breath caught in her throat once more, and every inch of her melted beneath him.

  Lily turned her head to one side and opened her neck and shoulder for his mark, his claim, his bite, and the bond that she knew would be forged between them.

  “Lily…” he growled long and hard at the sight of her submission, at the feel of her giving way to his will, his needs, his desires, and he thought that his heart must have doubled in size to take in everything that she was giving him.

  He moved against her, inside of her, drawing his hips back until he was in danger of leaving her body completely, and then he pushed back to the hilt – over and over as her hips pushed up from the bed to meet him…

  Mine… his beast stated that claim once more…

  Truly ours… he assured his wolf as the animal tried to push forwards for t
he claim.

  Jacob held back the beast inside.

  He wanted to savour the moments, take his time, but the moment that Lily begged for more – he couldn’t hold back a second longer.

  Jacob collected her from the bed and wrapped her body around his as he sat back on his knees. His hips never missed a beat.

  Skin on skin, he savoured the sound those gasped breaths from her lips as he took her harder, faster, deeper, taking her from the tip of his cock to the hilt, and bringing her right back to the edge of the abyss before he allowed his wolf to push forward and his fangs to elongate.

  One large hand fisted in her hair as he pulled her head to one side and locked her upper body against his chest.

  He wanted that taste of her blood on his tongue – needed it – and he wouldn’t be denied the feel of her orgasm around his cock when he took that first bite.

  Lily’s toes curled, her body locked up, and she held her breath in anticipation of the orgasm that was ever closer …

  The moment that it swept her away; Jacob bit down into the flesh of her shoulder. His razor sharp fangs tore through the flesh and she barely made a sound against the pain as her blood spilled over his tongue and down the back of his throat…

  His wolf roared within him at the claim – searched for her very soul and found it as she welcomed him in – and then the beast celebrated their bond, their mate…

  Jacob eased his fangs from her flesh and used his tongue to seal the wound. His mind was focused on one thing and one thing only – completing the bond – planting his seed inside of her womb and joining them forever…

  He felt the fire of the fever within his blood. His hips moved faster, but he didn’t feel as if he was close enough.

  He took her down to the bed beneath him and held his body above hers with his palms on the bed on either side of her head he stared down into the face of the woman that he already loved more than anything else in the world…

  He growled and grunted with each deep thrust – his need was mounting – his whole body was aching as his muscles protested.

  He felt her hands climb up his back, felt her fingers curl into his muscles, and then he felt the hard press of her fingernails into his skin…

  Lily clawed down his back as her body locked up once more … the feel of her fingernails scoring his flesh, clawing his skin, the scent of her sex all around him mixed with the scent of her blood, his blood, and sent him into a frenzy of need…

  He took her like a wildling as his thrusts became erratic, and the moment that she cried out with a pleasure so intense that it swept her away from him – he felt the hard clench and release of her inner muscles suckling around his cock, sucking his seed from inside of his balls – and he buried his cock deep inside of her, his head wrenched back on his neck in anticipation as his body locked up tightly – and he howled like he’d never howled before as he gave her his seed, over and over again, until he had nothing left.

  Claimed.

  Bonded.

  CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

  ~

  “I like this cookout thing…” Lily said as she folded her body inside Jacob’s strong arms as she sat between his legs, and closed her eyes for one brief moment as he nuzzled between her shoulder and her neck.

  The man was insatiable. Not that she wasn’t where he was concerned, and she was loving every new moment of being a mate to that very sexy shifter wolf.

  “You like it now…” Dexter snorted a chuckle, “Wait until it’s minus twenty and Isobel comes banging on your door to eat stake and drink beer by the flames.”

  “I’ll keep you warm in winter,” Jacob whispered against her ear and she giggled like a schoolgirl at the feel of his hot breath…

  “Get a room…” Connor rolled his eyes and held them skywards when his mate elbowed him in the ribs.

  It was just a quick jab, and in truth; he hardly felt it, and yet he groaned accordingly to make her feel better, and so that she wouldn’t zap him hard to try to get a rise out of him.

  He’d made that mistake before - too many times of laughing at her lack of strength and the damage that she couldn’t do to his body – now he knew better than to tempt the witch within her to retaliate.

  “Where’s George?” Lily asked; she still felt a pang of guilt about the man and what he’d been through at her expense.

  “Hunting his wayward brother, no doubt. That wolf has too many damn lives…” Dexter said.

  “Which one, George or his brother?” Connor asked.

  The sound of the meaty engine tooling up the mountain road that led to the cabins took everyone’s attention, and when the truck finally came to rest in front of them, and the engine was cut, the other two pack males, Shawn and Brody exited from the front and immediately held the back doors open for their mates.

  Eden chuckled at the sight of the fire and the pack gathered around it…

  “Shocker, it’s a cookout…” She grinned at Isobel…

  “Thank God, I’m starving…” Brody, her mate growled.

  “Name a time when you aren’t hungry for something…” Eden shot back and the man growled at the wording…

  “I’m always hungry for you, sweetheart…” he grinned, playing up to his mate as he rushed to grab her up into his arms and walk her towards the fire…

  Shawn’s mate, Eva, took a slow walk around the truck and did a double take at the sight of the newest witch…

  “Did we miss something?” She grinned, as she elbowed her mate in the ribs and nodded towards the witch snuggled in Jacob’s arms…

  “Seriously?” Connor said with a snort of disbelief. “Go to another room to fart and so as not upset your mate’s sensibilities, and you miss something around here.”

  “Such a potty mouth…” Vicky shot him the evil eye…

  “Me fart, not you fart,” Connor offered back. “You just let rip right there in bed…” he said, and that time she did zap him – hard.

  “I do not fart…” Vicky bit out to sniggers from the rest of the pack as Isobel started to toss out stakes onto plates for the newcomers.

  “Big ball of wind then…” Connor bit out through the pain that his mate had conveniently forgotten that she was delivering to him…

  “Take that back…” She hissed, and only remembered that she was still zapping him when she went to do it again…

  “Will not…” he ground out.

  “How long does it take for a vampire to grow new fangs?” Vicky gave him an insanely demonic look that worried him just a little…

  “Not sure…” he grumbled.

  “Want to find out…?” She hissed.

  “Taken back…” Connor bit out, and he felt the relief of her magic leaving his body as he grumbled and groaned under his breath…

  “Thought you might see it my way,” Vicky crowed…

  “Wait til later…” Connor grumbled.

  He had a mind to tempt, tease, and do debauched things to his mate until she begged for mercy – over and over – and she’d enjoy every damn minute, but then – so would he.

  “So,” Eva said, eyeing Lily. “What’s the story?”

  “You snooze, you lose – you’ll get a recap when we’re good and ready,” Jacob offered back with a teasing grin…

  “Oh look!” Eden lifted her hand and pointed to the man. “He smiles…” she teased.

  “So those teeth aren’t just for snarling at people…” Brody chuckled.

  He’d been the same way that Jacob had when he’d first arrived, and if it wasn’t for his mate – he knew that he’d probably already be dead. He guessed another mate had saved another member of his pack.

  “I hope you have control over those fangs now…” Shawn chuckled and Jacob growled…

  “Still need to work on his manners,” Connor said.

  “Well, I like his fangs, and I think he should show them off more often…” Lily grinned up at her mate as he looked down at her…

  “No!” A few of the others chimed together.


  “I’m sorry, ok?” Jacob growled back.

  He knew that he hadn’t been around that long, but his problems with his wolf had meant he’d had a few close calls with the others over his fangs appearing at inappropriate moments and winding up the other wolves in the pack…

  “Bless…” Connor sniggered.

  “It’s not funny, vampire…” Jacob growled.

  “Hey, some of us have to learn to control our fangs – it’s just that shifter’s usually do it in … puberty.” Connor grinned and Jacob growled some more.

  “Stop teasing…” Lily chuckled.

  “Teasing is mandatory. Don’t worry – they are going easy on you because you’re new.” Connor grinned…

  “And you’re old, very old…” Vicky offered back. She still hadn’t forgiven him for the farting comment.

  “Old enough to be considered for euthanasia…” Dexter grinned.

  “I tried that but he just keeps popping up again, and again, and again, like a bad smell…” Vicky lied.

  “Like one of your farts…” Connor muttered, but she caught it anyway and zapped him a good one.

  “You think at your age, you’d learn to shut up,” Dexter chuckled.

  “And wouldn’t that make life boring?” Connor said, pushing up to his feet and reaching back down to sweep his mate up into his arms.

  She didn’t protest.

  “Well, I have to go home to my castle…”

  “My … castle,” Vicky corrected him…

  “To punish my mate in the worst and very best possible ways,” he showed a little fang and every male growled… “Testy … very testy or should that be tasty?”

  A heartbeat later and his mate was hanging down his back as he stalked away from the pack…

  “You’re going to pay for this, Connor…” Vicky bit out, zapping him over and over and groaning as he jumped and she was joggled on his shoulder, but he never stopped walking.

  “I hope so…” Connor grinned.

  The End.