by A. B Lee
“Baby, please…” She mewed again and he took her faster, harder, but not too hard as he curled his body over hers. He felt her fingernails come up and claw down his skin. His inner beast awoke from where he’d banished it.
“Damn, Alex…” He growled and she responded by wrapping her legs around his hips and pulling him closer, guiding his pace. Harder, faster… he growled at the feel of her pussy tightening around his length. “Fuck...”
“Yes, fuck…” She ground out.
If he was like this now, what was he going to be like at eight months? Her fingers fisted his hair and she yanked his head up. “Now, or so help me I will throw you on the floor, hold you down and do it myself…” She even growled at him.
Jackson didn’t stand a chance from that moment on. His mate demanded that he love her as only he could, and his bear roared at her need. His cock thrust deep and she tossed her head back and savoured it.
“More… more…” She ground out as his hips started to move in earnest, slapping against her flesh and creating the sound that he loved to hear, skin on skin against the backdrop of her moans of pleasure.
He wasn’t going to go wild, but he wasn’t going to let her go unsatisfied either. His thumb found her clit and he played against the nerves. He felt her body lock up and took her over the edge.
That hard clench and release of her inner muscles sucked the seed right from his balls as he tossed his head back and gave her everything that he had.
He was more than aware of keeping his weight from her swollen belly, even in the half mind that he was in. Propped up on his elbows above her as his muscles protested his weight.
“Thank you baby, I feel so much better…” She mewed and as he lifted his head she gave him a devilish smile.
He eased his softening length from inside of her and froze at the sight of the blood on his cock. His beast roared within him at the scent. His heart leapt into his mouth.
“Fuck, Alex. I’ve hurt the cub.” He growled.
CHAPTER FOUR
Marcus paced back and forth in the waiting room like a bear with a sore head. He could have ripped his alpha’s head from his damn body when Jackson had come running out of the cabin with Alex in his arms panicking like all hell and saying he’d killed their cub.
On the drive to the local doctor’s office as Alex lay in Jackson’s arms in the back of Marcus’s truck; the whole story had come out, and now he just wanted to kill anyone that got in his damn way.
He couldn’t fault the man for what came naturally, and accidents happened no matter how damn careful you were to control the beast… but the cub… Shit- Jackson would never forgive himself if something happened to it.
It was a clan affair. Everyone had climbed into their vehicles and sped after them.
Now they were all crowded into the small waiting area, and you could have heard a damn pin drop in the silence of that room. Every time the phone screamed out, every male growled in unison, and he felt sorry for the tiny receptionist behind the counter as she tried her damnedest to snatch it up fast.
“Hey…” Jackson’s deep voice made every head turn in his direction. He noted the way that Marcus had his hands fisted at his sides. “Relax, big man. She’s ok…” Jackson assured him.
“And the cub?” Marcus demanded on a breath of relief. Jackson nodded.
“The doctor said the cub’s doing fine. It’s not abnormal for a woman to bleed in pregnancy after sex, but we should…” He rolled his head on his neck and shrugged his shoulders.
“Be more damn careful.” Marcus growled at him.
“Yeah.” Jackson felt like shit. He never should have given into his mate over this. Now look where it had ended.
“You wanna go ten rounds with something man, do it with your damn hand…” Marcus growled again. He saw Jackson’s body tighten and heard the warning growl that rolled through his chest, but the alpha let it slide. He knew how protective they all were of Alex and the mates.
“No fighting in here.” The clipped tones of the woman’s voice did something to Marcus that he couldn’t explain. His bear calmed within him, and when his head snapped around at that familiar voice; his eyes took her in.
“I wasn’t going to…” Marcus rushed to explain, but she raised her eyebrows at him and he deflated. “Sorry.” He growled.
“You two know each other?” Jackson looked slightly amused, even with the tension that was eating him up inside.
Marcus opened his mouth to speak and then shrugged his shoulders. It wasn’t his place to say.
“Marcus was good enough to help me out last night when my car broke down.” Janice said and Marcus felt a sense of pride that she would own up to knowing him like that. Her being a doctor and all. They didn’t need to know the rest.
“So no sex?” Marcus wanted to change the subject but the way her head snapped up and her eyes took him in; he thought he might just have screwed up.
“Excuse me?” She swallowed hard. Wondered if she’d stared at him a little too long.
He’d been all that she had thought about since he’d left her house that morning. Had she given something away?
“Jackson and Alex. Should refrain…?” Marcus liked the way the colour touched her cheeks and her eyes widened. He’d like to see that as he lay over her naked body… Damn… he grunted.
“Yes. No. Yes, sex is fine in a few days. Just be a little easier.” She tried to get a grip on herself. She would have used her hand to fan her face, but that would have been a red flag if ever there was one.
“I might be a little too big for her now…” Jackson leaned in and whispered.
“I don’t think…” Janice didn’t want to go there, not with Marcus standing in front of her eyeing her like that. She needed to be more professional…
Jackson unzipped his fly and wrenched his jeans down over his hips; he wasn’t wearing any underwear and her eyes dropped to what she knew she would see, partly out of curiosity- these men were large, and shifters, and partly for purely medical reasons.
“Put it away man!” Marcus growled in disbelief.
Jackson shrugged his shoulders. Even the damn receptionist was half out of her chair eyeing him with curiosity.
“I’m just getting the doctors opinion.” Jackson growled back. “You want I should think of Alex and get a…?” Jackson motioned with his crocked finger upwards and she chuckled. That sounded dirty to Marcus’s ears.
“No, I’m good, thanks.” Janice motioned for him to pull up his jeans, and he did it with a scowl. The receptionist sighed with disappointment that the doctor hadn’t taken him up on that offer.
“Is it too big, Doc?” Jackson asked as he folded his length back into his jeans to sniggers from the gathered clan, and she chuckled again.
“I always say it’s not the size that matters but what you do with it that counts.”
The sound of Marcus’s deep laughter made her turn her eyes on him. For one of the longest moments of his life her eyes dropped down to his length and he felt every bit of blood in his body rush to that part of him. Her eyes widened at the sight of the impressive bulge that was squished behind his jeans.
He had to wonder if she was remembering that morning and the feel of his length pressed against her body. He growled long and hard and she snapped her eyes back up to his and managed to swallow down the lump in her throat.
“Just…” She had to drag her eyes back to Jackson. “Go easy with her. She needs a little bedrest, and I’ll give you my card- call me if there’s anything you’re unsure of…”
“Oh, no. You shouldn’t have gone there.” Shane chuckled from the seated section and her eyes flicked towards the group.
“I shouldn’t?” She smiled. What could be worse than being flashed in the reception area of the surgery?
Marcus felt his length twitch at the sound of her gentle laughter. What was with that?
“Nope. He’ll be calling non-stop.” Suzanna chuckled.
“Alex farted, is it ok?”
Shane mimicked Jackson’s deep tone and his mate elbowed him in the ribs, and Lucy had damn sharp elbows. He grunted at the stabbing pain. Everyone chuckled.
“It’s fine. I’m here if you need me.” She handed Jackson her card but her eyes had flicked towards Marcus again.
“So, I should take her home and not to the hospital?” Jackson frowned. He would have gone straight there but it was miles away and the doctors was a lot closer.
“Take her home and don’t smoother her. From what I’ve seen of Alex, she won’t appreciate it. But bed rest and call me if anything changes.”
Janice was back to business again, and that looked good on her. Marcus felt a sense of pride in the woman that he’d spent the night with.
He frowned at the thought of her, a doctor, being draped over his damn shoulder like a sack of potatoes, not that she seemed to mind at the time, and waking up to his big self in her bed. Damn, he should apologise…
“Can you tell Alex to rest?” Jackson leaned in towards her and asked.
Marcus’s warning growl had Jackson’s head snapping around and his eyes taking the big man in to see what was up with him. He saw the glare from his eyes and moved back away from the woman. Marcus calmed.
“Sure.” Janice chuckled again and Marcus’s eyes snapped towards her once more. Jackson grinned to himself. Oh, this was gonna be good.
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Marcus waited until dark to turn up at the house. He was hoping that the neighbours wouldn’t see him arrive and tongues wouldn’t be wagging. She was the town doctor and it wouldn’t do her any favours to be seen with a shifter.
When she pulled open her front door and her scent rushed out at him, he sniffed long and hard. His length hardened at the sight and scent of her.
She opened her mouth to speak but he thrust the handful of flowers that he’d bought from the local petrol station towards her, and she closed it again.
“I’m sorry for last night. For today. For Jackson, and you being a doctor and all…” Marcus got out what he wanted to say. So why wasn’t she taking his flowers?
“Me being a doctor…? Sorry for…?” She looked confused and Marcus growled to himself. Damn it, why couldn’t he be like everyone else?
“For staying here the way I did…”
“Looking after me, you mean?” She smiled and his heart raced.
“That’s… yeah, but, you know?” Marcus growled to himself again. He felt like a damn cub, and no woman had ever made him feel like that before, except his mother; what he remembered of her.
“No. I don’t know.”
Janice reached out and wrapped her hand around the flowers that he offered her. Her fingers brushed against his and he snapped his hand away as if she’d scalded him. A low, deep rumble went through his chest and he scowled as he snapped it off.
CHAPTER FIVE
“You wanna come in and explain it to me?” Janice didn’t wait for his reply. She turned on her heels and walked away from him.
Marcus looked around him. Up and down the street to see if anyone was watching. His beast growled in annoyance. His bear liked her, hell. He liked her too.
He muttered a curse as he followed her inside and closed the door on the world behind him. At least in her house they could be a little more private, he reasoned.
“You want coffee, a beer, something to eat?” Janice asked over her shoulder, but Marcus was already coming up behind her.
“No. I wanted to apologise…”
“Yes, but I don’t understand why.” Janice placed the flower in the sink and turned back towards him. He looked as if he was standing on hot coals.
“For you being a doctor…” Marcus growled. “That didn’t come out right.” He shook his head.
“I know medicine. I’m not a saint or a nun, Marcus.” She chuckled again.
“Yeah, but people talk…”
“Let them talk. You helped me out last night, and you picked me up when I lay face down in the gutter…”
“It was on the grass…” He corrected her and she chuckled again.
Damn, that was one hell of a dirty laugh that she had. It made his length twitch like he’d shoved it into an electrical socket. Not that he’d ever done that…
“You looked after me when I was drunk out of my mind…”
“I couldn’t leave you alone in case you fell out of the damn bed again.” Marcus reasoned.
“There you go then.” She exclaimed. “We both care about people. What’s there to apologise for?”
He was damned if he knew. The woman was confusing him and his brain was half on the fact that he was trying to get his cock to soften. It didn’t seem to want to do that when she was around.
“I don’t know…” He growled out as he shook his head again. “I should go, people might have seen me come here…” Marcus took a step back from her. It was harder to take the second step.
“Have a beer. I have curtain twitchers for neighbours anyway. But I don’t care. We’re friends, right?” Janice shrugged her shoulders and Marcus felt the rush of disappointment within him.
Friends. Sure, he could be her friend. But he damn well wanted to be more.
He’d had this image in his mind of her in his arms in bed, his hand brushing over her naked skin around her hip, his fingers finding her wet for him, and sinking his cock into her from behind as she whispered his name on her lips…
That was a potent daydream that he couldn’t shake. It was the one that he’d jerked off too, twice this morning, and three damn times before he got up the courage to come and see her.
“Sure. Friends.” Marcus nodded.
“Beers in the fridge, get me one, would you?” There was amusement within her green eyes.
His woman had made a request and he turned on his heels and yanked open the door to the refrigerator before that thought hit him hard…
His woman? Where the hell did that come from? She wasn’t his…
His bear growled deep within him, and he frowned hard. Damn it, she couldn’t be his mate? She was a doctor…
“I… should leave.” Marcus tossed the door closed and the sound of bottles rattling inside followed hard on his heels as he stalked out of the room without looking at her again.
“Marcus?” The sound of her feet on the hardwood floor echoed inside of his mind as she came after him. His beast growled and rallied within, and he had to stop and bite down hard on his control.
Her hand touched his arm and he tensed hard at the feel of her skin against his. His beast rallied and he spun around towards her; one solid arm going around her back as he crushed her breasts against his chest and brought his lips down on hers. The need to taste her on his tongue was like a fire in his veins.
One hand fisted her hair and dragged her head back on her neck and demanded that she open for him. She did. His beast roared the moment that his tongue met hers. She tasted like heaven.
Marcus growled deep within his chest. His need was great. His cock twitched and ached like a deep wound.
The feel of her hands as she palmed the hard ridges of his chest made him long for skin against skin. He wanted to wrap his body around hers the way he had when they’d slept together the night before, but this time he needed to do it naked.
He could feel her melting against him. He reached down with one hand and cupped her ass; lifting her up his body as her legs wrapped around his hips, and he pressed his hard cock against her sex and got the moan deep within her throat that he was looking for.
He moved his hips and rubbed his sheathed length over her clit. Her hips moved of their own volition, searching; needing him as much as he needed her.
Fuck, he was in heaven and hell at the same time. One foot in both doorways, and that wasn’t a good place to be.
He wanted to fuck her like a damn wild beast and love her slow and tender all at once… and yet… this was Janice.
This was the woman who had taken care of Alex today.
She was a damn doctor, a pillar of the communit
y. He had no business being with her, tarnishing her with his shifter body…
He broke the kiss and looked down at her flushed face. Eyes closed, with a somewhat dazed look to her as if she didn’t know quite what was happening.
He knew alright- she didn’t need to be told.
It killed him to do it, but he slowly released her back down to her feet. She swayed and he stabilised her with his big hands on her hips. He hated himself more than she would ever know.
“I’m not what you want or need. I’m not good for you…” Marcus growled out.
One moment he was there and the next he was gone. The front door stood open and the sound of an engine roaring to life made her snap out of it. She reached up and touched her lips with her fingertips…
Had that just happened or was she daydreaming again? She’d sworn off men, but then Marcus wasn’t exactly a man- he was… different in every way that she could ever have imagined.
“Fuck.” She muttered as she made her weakened legs work.
Reaching out and slamming the door closed in front of her; she stood there staring at the window, willing him back. Willing his large frame to block out the whole damn window with those big, muscled shoulders of his…
“Double fuck.” She turned her back to the wall and let it take her weight.
The man was… amazing. He’d rekindled something deep within her that had been missing for so long. The fire that raged through her blood, the way her womb was dancing inside of her… she was hornier than hell. It might not have been a medical term, and yet it was so damn fitting.
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“Why do you look like someone stole your teddy bear?” Chance eyed Marcus as the big man sat alone at the edge of the fire pit and wrung his hands together.
He’d thought of nothing but what had happened with him and Janice since the night before. He couldn’t sleep. He’d stroked himself off so many damn times to that memory that he was in danger of growing those hairy palms that mothers warn their sons about.
He didn’t want to eat, even if the scent of the steaks cooking over the open flames were making his stomach growl like his bear within him. Damn, he was one fucked up bear.