The Jaguar's Mate (Shifters-Match.com Book 3)

by April Zyon

  She was just as wild as he was. She was eager and hungry and they had waited for far too long without being together. He hadn’t even done anything more than kiss her cheek, and it had been driving her nuts. “I’ve missed showering with you, sleeping naked with you, everything. No more, though. Right? No more. I want the teeth, the claws. I want everything,” she told him with determination.

  “Never separated again,” he said softly. “For anything. I plan on being your shadow for a while to come, so you’d better come to grips with the very real fact you could be tripping over me everywhere we go.” She wasn’t about to argue with that—or with the fact he was now nibbling on her neck and working down to her breast.

  “As long as you’re there, I’m good.” She didn’t mind. She wanted him close. Hell, she needed him close. She didn’t think she would ever be able to give him up when he was ready for some him time, but she would try. “Yes, there, again.” He had nipped at her breast, and it had her moaning. The teeth were just sharp enough to give her that slight edge of pain, and she loved it.

  His chuckle made her squirm. Piran gave her another little nibble before moving to her other breast to give it a nip, lick, and a suckle. He wasn’t staying still during his torture. His hands were moving over her skin. One slid between her legs to cup her pussy, and she let out a moan when she felt a finger slide in deep before being quickly joined by a second.

  “Fucking hell.” She didn’t cuss a lot except for when he was teasing her, it seemed. “Piran.” She moaned his name with full need. “I won’t last long, Piran, and I don’t think you will either.” She squeezed his cock with her hands and nipped on his lower lip. “Please.”

  “Come for me, and then I’ll fuck you hard. I need to feel your sweet pussy squeezing my fingers. You know you need to, been too fucking long, and then we’ll both survive this mating.” Flicking his tongue out, he stroked her nipple hard enough to make her arch her back.

  “No, we won’t.” She wouldn’t lie to him, not when he could scent her feelings. “Another finger, harder.” She pleaded with him as she began to ride his fingers and held his head to her breasts. She wanted to come. She needed to come so that her pussy would be nice and slick for when he flipped her over to fuck her from behind, claiming her in the way that she had been warned he would. He wouldn’t hurt her, but she was in for a fucking of a lifetime.

  Piran instantly gave her what she wanted. Another finger stretched her deliciously and he was moving his fingers in perfect rhythm with her, slamming them in deep when she pushed close. He began to suck on her nipple, rolling it around with his tongue and teeth before biting down hard enough to make her toes curl and a light sweat to break out on her body.

  Her back arched up off of the bed. She screamed in pure pleasure as she came hard. “Piran! Have to have you inside of me, now.”

  Pulling his fingers free, he lifted his head and gave them each a lick. Pure satisfaction was written all over his face. When the last digit popped free from his mouth, she found herself flipped over and her hips yanked up into the air by the firm grip he had on her waist. “You are mine,” he rasped out. His jaguar was clearly pushing hard at the human veneer. Quinn was still sorting herself out when she felt the head of his cock rubbing through her slick folds before settling at her entrance. He didn’t draw it out. Instead he thrust in deep to seat himself, and Quinn had to let out another scream when her body clenched hard at the invasion, the move setting off aftershock tremors from her previous orgasm.

  She had to fist the headboard in front of her to keep from being pounded into it, but she loved it. She widened her stance just a bit so that he could have better access to her body. “More.” She felt his cat in control and loved it. “I’m yours. Hard and fast. Please.” He nuzzled at her neck, his teeth barely scraping but not giving her what they both needed. She would wait, could wait. She hoped.

  Piran gave her a growl the same moment she felt the smallest multiple pricks to her waist. A second later he smoothed his hands over her skin to cup and squeeze her breasts for a couple minutes while driving her wild. Then he grabbed her hips again, and she felt him adjust behind her. It was the only warning she had before he slid his cock nearly free from her body, then thrust back in hard. Over and over he repeated the move, until he found a rhythm that was fast and hard. All she could do was hang on and enjoy the wild ride.

  Quinn panted while he moved inside of her. She was whimpering and whining while he was growling. She loved that sound. “Yes, there.” She reached underneath her body and began to rub her clit in mad circles so that she could tighten harder on his cock. He was the same man she loved, but this felt so different. His cock felt different inside of her, and she didn’t know why and honestly didn’t care. “Piran, please,” she begged.

  She felt his next growl in her very core. He flexed his hands on her hips, gripping and releasing her in time with each hard thrust from his cock. When she gripped harder at his dick, he moved to wrap an arm around her body, his hand finding her breast to give it a firm massage. With the other hand, he brushed her hair aside. The heat from his every harsh breath sent warmth over her shoulder before a small chill made her shudder. When she felt his teeth, his extremely sharp teeth, brush her shoulder she about came right then and there.

  “Do it.” She had tilted her head to the side for him and was waiting for more. “Make me yours,” she demanded as she rolled her hips to meet him thrust for thrust. She needed this. The rougher he got, the more she was enjoying herself.

  She felt a pinch to her nipple and a coarse, hot, wet lick along her shoulder as he nuzzled at her skin. Her body tightened in anticipation of what was coming. She knew it was the game changer and that life could only and would only get better. But even with all that running through her head, and much more, the sharp initial sting from the bite still shocked her.

  Even though she had been stunned by the bite, she then cried out in nothing but pleasure. How could it feel so amazing to have him biting her like he was? Then she felt it. She felt his soul brushing hers, but it was his cock that seemed to grow thicker and his teeth digging deep into her shoulder that had her screaming in pure ecstasy.

  A jolt went through her, and she clamped down on his cock. Piran gave a low grunt followed by a deep, almost vicious growl that thrilled her. He lost his perfect rhythm and started thrusting in rougher bursts. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around her middle, both hands to her breasts, and he squeezed in time with her pussy squeezing his cock. Quinn felt herself floating euphorically when he came with a last hard push of his cock. His hot semen sent her into another orgasm that stole her voice even while she tried to scream out her pleasure.

  She collapsed on the bed after she came so hard that she literally felt as if she had an out-of-body experience. When he moved to curl around her, both of them on their sides and his cock still inside of her pussy, she smiled. It took her some time, but finally she was able to gasp out, “Holy Jesus, that felt freaking amazing.”

  She felt his chuckle before the sound reached her. “A once-in-a-lifetime experience,” he said softly. Stroking his hand up her arm, he moved slightly behind her. “How’s your shoulder feel?” Quinn could hear the concern in his voice.

  “Amazing.” She wasn’t concerned with her shoulder, not when everything else felt so good. “I loved it, Piran. Thank you for finally making me yours. We belong together, and I couldn’t be happier about it. I’ll let you pamper me later. For now, I just want to lay here in your arms. I just want to have you holding me like you are. This is what’s needed.” Her shoulder ached from where she’d been shot but not so much where he’d bitten her. If anything it felt very good, almost pleasurable.

  He pressed a kiss lightly to her skin. “Good.” Settling back down, Piran continued to pet her, helping her to fall into an even more relaxed state. She was in a very happy place right then and kind of wished she could stay there forever. Unfortunately, her stomach had other plans and sent up the call for sustenance. Lou
dly. “Holy hell, who let a grizzly in here?”

  “Oh shush. After a workout like that a girl needs food. That and I didn’t eat while you were gone, because I was too nervous. I take that back. I did have a sandwich when you left, but nothing after that.” She was sure that he had to be hungry, too. He had run quite a distance, and she had been told shifters burned a hell of a lot of calories when they ran.

  “You’d better put some form of clothing on, or you won’t be eating any time soon.” After a quick squeeze, and a noisy kiss to her cheek, Piran pulled free from her and rolled off the bed. Standing, he stretched his hands to the ceiling, making several noises in the process before grabbing up some jeans to tug them on. “Come on, sweetheart. Let’s go feed your beast before things really get ugly.”

  “My beast being you or my growling stomach?” She moved as well, then winced when she stretched her hands over her head. “Okay, how about I go and shower and you go and make us some food?”

  He was frowning at her when she faced him finally. “I saw that wince, Quinn. After your shower we’ll clean it up. It will heal quickly since that’s the nature of the mating bite, but I don’t want you hurting in the meantime. Maybe take a couple aspirin, too, if the warm shower doesn’t help or the pain gets worse.”

  “I’ll take the aspirin, but it’s more the ache in my shoulder from the shot that’s hurting. The bite actually feels really good. I know how silly that sounds, but it feels like I have a piece of you inside of me. I like it.”

  “I sure as hell hope we didn’t aggravate the wound. Your fucking doctor is likely to put you back on medical rest with strict orders for no more sex. Given how evil he is I wouldn’t put it past him to make it months instead of a few days.” Tugging a shirt from the dresser, he shrugged into it and walked toward her to slip an arm around her waist. “Shower and take the pills. I’ll see you downstairs, where food will be waiting. After we eat we can clean up the bite and maybe put on the heating pad for a while to help with the ache. Snuggle in front of the fireplace and all that fun stuff.”

  “I love how you think.” Quinn looked up at him with all the love and adoration she had for him. “I adore you, Piran Raske. You complete me, and that makes me insanely happy.”

  “I love you, little mate.” With a quick smile, he gave her an even quicker kiss. Quinn stayed in place to appreciate her man while he walked away. The way the jeans cupped his fine, tight ass. Damn, but that should be illegal.

  Once Quinn got downstairs she saw Piran’s tight ass and couldn’t help herself. She walked up behind him and squeezed his ass cheeks. “Damn, you have one fine ass on you, mate of mine.” She had her cheek against his back and was all smiles while rubbing against him. She felt him tighten and didn’t understand why. “Piran?” She moved slightly. Then she saw her.

  Holy.

  Fuck.

  “Um, hi.” She waved at Piran’s mother. Here she was groping her mate, and his mother was standing right there in their kitchen. She wished the ground would just open up and swallow her now.

  The woman was grinning ear to ear and began to chuckle while Quinn’s stomach plunged to the floor and her heart jumped into her throat. “You probably don’t remember much about my mother’s brief visit to the hospital—you were pretty loopy after all—but this is Mom. Or Lola, as I believe she insisted you call her.”

  “It was rather adorable how she kept calling me Piran’s mommy the entire time. Perfectly understandable, too, given the heavy drugs you were on after being shot, and in your own home. Talk about disturbing. How are you feeling, my dear?” Lola asked in a gentle tone.

  “I’m feeling well, thank you.” She had moved to Piran’s side and slipped her hand into his. “Did you enjoy your run?” She knew that her cheeks had to be as red as apples because of how hot they felt. She didn’t think about what she and Piran had been doing while everyone else was out for their run. Well, she tried not to think about it at least.

  “It was exhilarating,” Lola told her. “There is nothing quite like the wind on one’s whiskers. It’s good to flex all those muscles, but I know I’ll feel it in the morning. Now, why don’t you and I go have a little talk while Piran finishes making your meal.”

  Quinn looked up at Piran, then back to Lola. “Oh, okay?” Holy fuck, Quinn was nervous as hell. She gave Piran one last look, then walked into the living room with Lola to have a chat. She had no idea what sort of chat, but she just hoped she survived without spontaneously combusting.

  “You likely don’t recall this, but I was rather excited at your receptiveness to my suggestion. Not that I’d planned to shanghai your mating night for this, but what the hell. Piran will need a good twenty minutes to finish up out there, which should give us almost enough time. Plus you can then think on it all more and we can meet up for a girls’ day out for more talking and maybe some shopping, too.”

  “Your suggestion to what?” God help her, but Quinn didn’t recall anything that had happened while she’d been in the hospital. “How did you know that this was our mating night?” she asked the woman. “Shit, your nose. I keep forgetting.” God bless America, of course the woman would be able to smell their mating. Shit on a stick.

  Lola let out a hearty laugh and patted Quinn’s hand. “It’s all right, dear. Most people don’t realize how much information a shifter can pull in with our heightened senses. It’s why we are so good at a number of things, but don’t fear, we are as fallible as everyone else. Now, our discussion topic. Frankly I was stunned you were so open to it, but since you’d mentioned finding Piran’s stash of sex toys and how interested you were in all that, I knew this was one talk we absolutely had to have.” She grinned while Quinn began to squirm. Then came the punch line. “You really don’t recall, do you? Damn drugs do some terrible things to the memory. You wanted to get some suggestions for in the bedroom and other rooms of the house for what to do to keep the sex good and spicy between you two for your many years of mated bliss to come.”

  Quinn was sure she couldn’t breathe. She felt as if her whole world had gone a bit fuzzy around the edges. When she spoke, her voice was squeaking. “I did what? Asked you about what?” Oh Lord. She had gone to her mate’s mother and asked her for sexual advice. She was never going to live this down. “I think Piran has a pretty good handle on how to deal with the sex toys that we have. He’s teaching me slowly.” She was waiting for the flames to burst from her skin now, the embarrassment from having this chat having her face and body red, she was sure.

  “Now, dear, there is absolutely no reason for you to be embarrassed. After all, if you can’t discuss sex with your mate with your mother-in-law, who can you talk about it with?”

  Over Lola’s shoulder Quinn could see Piran shaking his head. He shot her a look and mouthed the words, “I’m so sorry.” She knew Lola was waiting for an answer, but she had nothing.

  “Um,” Quinn said, then gulped. “I think that I can talk to Piran about all things sex. I’m not so sure that I’m comfortable enough to talk to you about sex right now. I’ve never been one very comfortable to talk about sex. I know how horrible that sounds, but I never had a mother figure growing up, and moving from place to place like I did I never had to talk to anyone about sex, so I will leave this education with Piran?” she asked.

  “Nonsense,” Lola exclaimed. Taking Quinn’s hand, the older woman moved in closer and patted her hand while she settled in at her side. “Now, we should likely start from the beginning, but you obviously have the basics figured out since we both know you two were knocking boots not that long ago. Which means we can skip to the intermediate lessons.” The woman kept talking even when Quinn tried to break in. At one point she was damn sure she heard snickering from the kitchen but couldn’t be sure. She was in hell, complete with the fiery pit of embarrassment trying to pull her down.

  ****

  An hour later…

  “I’m killing you,” Quinn hissed at Piran, who was laughing. God damn his bloody eyes, he was laughing
at her. She was still blood red from the BDSM lesson that Lola had given her. The woman had actually taken a piece of rope out of her purse and demonstrated to Quinn just what a proper knot should look like. Then she’d said to call her if Piran didn’t do it right! She’d also said she understood that Quinn was submissive and would want to be tied up from time to time. “Your mom is a Domme. You never told me that. Holy mother of God.” She bit her lower lip. “She was giving me lessons on how you should treat me while you are dominating me. Holy hell, how did she know that I was submissive?”

  The shit wouldn’t stop laughing. If anything, it was getting worse. He was starting to sound like a deranged seal. Smacking his arm only made it worse for a while, but eventually he seemed to grab some control. Wheezing, he pressed a hand to his gut. “Damn, I don’t think even my exercise regimen can work those muscles as well. Jesus, wow.” Wiping at his eyes, he snickered a couple more times before finally regaining full control. “I warned you that she had a sex talk planned. Even I didn’t know she was going to pull out that routine. But, sweetheart, the club you agreed to go along with her to, it ain’t no book or knitting club.”

  “What?” she gasped in a high-pitched tone. “Your mom is taking me to a BDSM club and you didn’t warn me? I should kill you now.” Especially since the ass wouldn’t stop his fucking laughing. Yep, she was going to kill him. “If I’m going, you are damn well going, too, because I’m not going into someplace like that without you.”

  “I tried,” he protested. “But you appeared so fucking relieved and were so focused on her that you didn’t even notice my frantic signaling, leaping, or wild arm waves from the kitchen. Not my fault you didn’t bother to clarify the details given the discussion you just had with her. And yes, I am going with you. No fucking way am I letting you go in there without me. You are mine.”