Fire in the Smokies (Durham Wolves)

by Becca Jameson

  Her ears rang. The only sound in the room was the water still running. The world stood still while Jaxon sucked her tongue into his mouth, forcing a moan from her lips.

  The hand around her waist released her to travel to her breasts. With her eyes shut, she couldn’t anticipate where his fingers might land, which heightened her arousal even more as he trailed his fingertips almost imperceptibly over her nipples, circling them and flicking them one at a time until she squirmed with need.

  His cock rested behind her ass and she was more than aware of its length as he grew more aroused.

  Suddenly, he pulled back from the mesmerizing kiss and left a peck on her nose. “Let me wash you,” he murmured, “before I get so carried away that soap gets completely forgotten.”

  Shit. She’d already forgotten.

  He chuckled, a habit that told her he’d read her mind. “Tip your head back to wet your hair.”

  Brianna obeyed, leaning back into the water when he pushed her forward just enough to allow her to get completely wet. The water was higher now, having submerged her up to her neck while she’d been lost in the vortex that was Jaxon’s kiss.

  “I’ll have to kiss you silly more often if it makes you this pliable,” he teased as he reached to turn the faucet off.

  “I can’t think when you’re touching me. Your kisses turn my mind to mush.” She narrowed her gaze. “But you know that.”

  “You’ll learn to block me. Don’t worry.” Jaxon grabbed a bottle from the side of the tub and tipped it up. Thick pink liquid poured into his palm.

  Brianna raised her eyebrows. “How many women have you entertained in this tub?” Why did the man have girly shampoo?

  He smiled at her and reached for her head. When his fingers rubbed her scalp, she thought she’d die. “None, baby. You’re the first. I’m sure my brother’s thoughtful mate scurried around here when she heard we were coming so you’d have some nice things in my bachelor wing.”

  Ahh. She’d have to thank Juliana later.

  “Close your eyes.” As soon as she did, Jaxon leaned her back and rinsed the shampoo from her hair. He was so precise; she needn’t have bothered with her eyes. He didn’t even get her face wet.

  “You know,” she began when he’d lifted her back to sitting, “I am capable of washing myself.” She scooted forward a few inches to give herself some space and looked back at him. “Hand me that soap.” She pointed to the bar behind him.

  “This soap?” He lifted the bar but made no move to give it to her.

  She held out her hand, but he didn’t let her have the bar.

  “Wasn’t I doing a good job? You nearly purred while I rubbed your scalp. What sounds would you make if I was to bathe the rest of your body?”

  She couldn’t resist him. “Turnabout’s a bitch, you know,” she warned.

  “God, I hope so.” He made a show of lathering up his palms and then spread them over her shoulders and down her arms. He even massaged her fingers as he worked his way down. When he reached for the soap again, she was breathing heavily.

  The water was so warm, her skin pinkened. Resigning herself to his pampering, she leaned back against him while his magic fingers caressed her breasts and then wandered down to her thighs. He lifted first one leg and then the other, kneading her muscles as he soaped all the way to her toes.

  When he finished with her legs, he tucked each one under his own. She stiffened when he used his feet to pull her legs apart, spreading her wide and then reaching under the water to stroke her sex.

  Her head rolled back against his shoulder. She reached for his hand between her legs to stop him. If he kept this up, she was going to come with little effort. She’d never been so fucking horny in her life. The scene was so damn erotic and she wanted this man like she’d never wanted anyone before.

  She wanted to flip around and straddle him, sit down over his cock and take him into her warmth. But he wouldn’t have it. He grasped her wrists with his hands and put them both in one of his larger ones. “Let me love you, baby. Please. I want to watch you come apart.”

  Brianna moaned and bit her lip. She opened her eyes to find Jaxon’s gaze on her face. A serious expression filled with care. He kissed her, deep and long, his tongue tangling with hers while he explored her mouth as thoroughly as he’d washed her body.

  With his free hand, he stroked her thighs, first one and then the other, right at the apex of her sex. Finally, when she began to squirm once more in his clutch, he stroked her clit.

  All thoughts of kissing flew from her mind. Every brain cell went toward concentrating on the fingers playing her like an instrument.

  He alternated between circling her nub and flicking over it until she lifted her ass off the bottom of the tub, using her body to plead for more.

  “I’m getting there, baby.” He set his chin on her shoulder, undoubtedly enabling him to watch what was happening beneath the water. “Stay still.”

  Stay still? Didn’t he know she had no control over her body right now?

  Finally, he plunged two fingers into her and angled them toward the front to drag them over her G-spot on the way out. The second time he pushed inside her, he pressed his thumb against her clit.

  “Jaxon!” She screamed his name right before she came, squeezing around his fingers still buried deep inside her pussy. His thumb rubbed her clit until she stopped pulsing around him.

  “That’s it, baby. God, you’re so fucking sexy.” He released her wrists and pushed her hair from her face as she gasped for oxygen.

  This man made her feel like the most sensuous creature on earth.

  She swallowed. “I need you. I love that you can make me come so easily, but I still need you inside me.”

  “I know, baby.” He kissed her brow. “I just like to watch first. I’ll never tire of watching you come undone under my touch. It humbles me.”

  She stared into his deep brown eyes, sensing he truly cared for her on a level that was inconceivable considering they’d met only hours ago.

  “Lean forward, baby.” He scooted her forward, lifting her around the waist until she was on her knees. “Grab the side of the tub.”

  She glanced over her shoulder as he nudged her thighs wider and inched up behind her. Oh God. He’d taken her from behind earlier and she’d nearly wept.

  She had no idea she had such a submissive streak before today, but her pussy leaked watching him arrange her so he could plow into her from behind again. The show of dominance made her shake with desire.

  Brianna leaned forward and held the side of the tub. She’d do whatever it took to get him inside her. Nothing except the girth and length of his cock was going to abate the burning fire.

  She didn’t have to wait long. Jaxon gripped her hips and plunged into her warmth in one thrust. The moan he emitted could undoubtedly be heard outside the house, let alone the room. And she didn’t even care. Her only concern was that she did this to him. A smile spread across her lips. With just her existence, she had the power to bring this man to his knees.

  “Stop thinking, baby.” He held himself inside her and leaned over her body, his chest covering her back. He ran his hands up her arms until their fingers twined together on the edge of the tub. And then he began a rhythm, his cock pulling in and out of her in a way that made the rest of the world cease to exist.

  She cared about nothing except fucking this man, or having him fuck her senseless. “Jax…” Her voice faded as she pleaded with him. She had no idea what she wanted beyond what she was getting, but she still begged. She was so full.

  As he continued to stroke in and out of her, he pulled back up onto his knees. His hands skittered down her back until he reached her ass. When he spread her cheeks apart, she thought she might faint. She leaned her head on her hands against the edge of the tub.

  No man had ever ventured into that forbidden hole, and she was powerless to stop him from doing so. In fact, she wanted him to do anything and everything to her.

  St
ill thrusting into her at a steady pace, he circled her rear hole with one finger and then pressed into her. She whimpered. It felt so good. Even that one finger heightened her awareness of him.

  While he stroked her, stretching her tight hole farther with each pass, he reached around her body with his other hand and pinched her clit. Brianna collapsed under the onslaught of sensations. If she hadn’t been leaning over the side of the tub, her head would have fallen under the water.

  “Come with me, Bri.” Jaxon increased his thrusts, still pinching her clit and stroking her rear hole.

  She was powerless with him. His command sent her over the edge. She gripped the sides of the tub to keep from falling. Or maybe to ground herself in this world while it tilted on its axis, sending her over the edge into the deepest orgasm of her life. She’d never known anything like it. So powerful even her vision grew bleary for several seconds.

  As Brianna floated back to earth, Jaxon pulled out of her and sat down in the water, gathering her back against his chest.

  She took deep gasping breaths, unable to form words for what had just happened to rock her world.

  “You’re amazing. I’m already falling in love with you.”

  Brianna’s bliss froze in place. Love? Did he really see this going further than a one-night stand? She couldn’t wrap her mind around that.

  “Don’t fight this, baby. It’s meant to be. Yes, I said the L word. Get used to it.” He chucked her under the chin and kissed her nose.

  She closed her eyes again and let herself relax like the pile of mush she was.

  Chapter Seven

  Jaxon stared down at his mate, sound asleep beneath the covers of his bed. He had truly fucked her unconscious. Her hair lay fanned around her face. Poetic, because she was an angel as far as he was concerned.

  He wanted her again. But she needed to rest.

  God. Now he understood perfectly what all the hype was about. When a wolf met his mate, all bets were off. He’d teased Sergius mercilessly when he’d claimed Juliana. He’d have to apologize with his tail between his legs.

  Brianna White hung the moon and the stars. She was his world now.

  Jaxon wiped the smile off his face and sobered up. He slipped from between the sheets, leaving the warm, sexy body behind. He needed to deal with the fact that McKinney was back in town.

  Jaxon padded into the main living area and found his brothers and Juliana gathered in the kitchen. “Does anyone else feel a strange sense of déjà vu?” Hadn’t they stood around this same kitchen island just months ago in much the same predicament, with McKinney stalking them in an effort to get his hands on Juliana?

  “Unfortunately.” Sergius pulled the refrigerator door open and grabbed a bottle of water. As he twisted off the top, he shook his head. “I think we may need to get proactive. Too much defense and not enough offense here.”

  “This isn’t a football game, Serg.” Juliana wrapped her arms around him. “What the hell is the sports euphemism supposed to refer to?”

  Serg squeezed her tight. “I’m thinking we spend too much time waiting for McKinney to come to us. Maybe we need to advance onto his turf instead of waiting for him to attack.”

  Jaxon sat on a stool but then immediately jumped back up. Brianna was awake. He could sense her energy. “Be right back.”

  Jaxon headed down the hall. When he came back into his bedroom, he found his mate stretching languidly on his bed. Like a cat. She smiled at him and sat up, dragging the sheet with her.

  “You’re awake.” Jaxon climbed up onto the bed and sat next to her.

  “Yes. I can’t believe I slept like that. I never take naps.” She cocked her head to one side. “Somebody wore me out in the middle of the day.”

  “Who?” Jaxon glanced around the room all innocent.

  “I could hear you thinking awfully hard out there with your family. Is everything okay?”

  “If you discount the rabid vampire on the loose stalking what’s mine, then yes.”

  “Oh God. I’d almost forgotten about the vampire situation. Or maybe I blocked it out because it’s impossible for me to wrap my mind around the idea.” Brianna held the sheet tighter, gripping it in front of her chest.

  Jaxon walked his fingers up Brianna’s thigh. When he reached her center, he grabbed the sheet and yanked hard. She wasn’t prepared and lost her grip, exposing her fantastic body to his gaze.

  All thoughts of vampire threats flew out the window. His woman was fucking fantastic and made his cock hard in an instant.

  “Don’t look at me like that. I’m worn out. You can’t touch. You’re insatiable.” Brianna made a lunge for the sheet, but Jaxon was quicker and held the corner out of her reach.

  “And you’re better? I seem to remember one very wet, sexy woman begging me to take her from behind in the tub a short while ago. Wasn’t that you?”

  “Ha ha.” Brianna slithered from the bed on the opposite side and grabbed one of Jaxon’s T-shirts from the back of a chair. She slipped it over her head in warp speed.

  “Now why’d you have to go and do that for?” Jaxon crawled across the bed in her direction, hoping to tease her with his meandering approach. “You do look fantastic in my shirt, but you looked much better without it.”

  “Back up, buster.” Brianna stepped back until she bumped into the sitting-area couch. “Every time you touch me, I lose my senses. Tell me more about this vampire.”

  “Fine.” Jaxon climbed off the side of the bed. “Get dressed—if you must. Juliana left a pile of clothes for you. I set them in the bathroom.” He winked at her. He’d only been teasing. They really did have to face reality this afternoon, but he loved when Brianna got all flustered. Her cheeks reddened and her gaze flickered around the room in an attempt to keep from looking at him. It was cute.

  Brianna stepped gingerly around the god of a man who claimed to own her now. A battle of maximum proportions was going on in her head. On the one hand, she should consider Jaxon and everyone else in the house to be certifiable. On the other hand, she’d seen firsthand what he could do, so there wasn’t any way to refute that kind of evidence.

  Even if she could convince herself the man hadn’t shifted into a wolf form several times right before her eyes, she still couldn’t avoid the telepathy she now shared with him. It was unnatural.

  Unfortunately, she wasn’t getting any privacy from him right now either. He had the audacity to slink behind her and follow her into the bathroom. She shivered as she heard his thoughts.

  Jaxon had claimed he could block his thoughts from her and she would learn to do the same in time, but if that was the case, the man was sending her visions and ideas on purpose.

  She whipped around inside the enormous bathroom and glared at him. “Stop it.”

  “What?” he asked.

  “Stop thinking about fucking me. And stop following me.”

  “Why? Do the images I send distract you?” He stalked even closer, forcing her to back up to avoid his touch.

  “You know they do.” Her pussy grew wet again. How many orgasms had she had since this morning? She’d lost count. It was absurd what he did to her.

  Jaxon denied nothing. “The best part is I can keep a running tally of all the things that make you the squirmiest and be sure to incorporate them into future sessions. Do you realize that every time I think about bondage, you nearly come on the spot?” His words grew softer as he got closer. “I can smell your arousal, baby. It spikes considerably when I send an image of tying you up, blindfolding you, gagging you, taking away your control and fucking you so hard you can’t remember where you end and I begin.”

  His words trickled over her, making her shake. She swallowed, but her mouth was so dry there wasn’t anything in her throat. He’d nailed her and it scared the shit out of her. How many times in her life had she dreamed, awake or asleep, about being taken while bound up?

  Jaxon stood so close now, she could feel his breath as he whispered his next words. “Oh, I fully in
tend to fulfill your every fantasy. And baby, it makes me so hard I’m going to have to jack off just to carry on a civil conversation with the family now.”

  Brianna shook her head. She didn’t know why. She couldn’t get her brain to cooperate with her.

  Jaxon flicked his hand out so fast she didn’t even see it coming. One second they were standing there inches apart like statues with him seemingly providing the space she needed. The next second, he flicked one finger expertly between her legs, dragging the digit up her thigh and across her sex, collecting copious amounts of moisture.

  With a grin, he held his pointer up to her face. “Care to deny anything?”

  How could she? The evidence of her arousal was on the tip of his finger. She’d been so fucking horny for him, precome had leaked down her thigh. There was no denying it.

  In slow motion with his eyes at half-mast, Jaxon sucked his pointer into his mouth and pulled it out with a pop. “Mmm. You’re delicious. Next time, I’ll make you lick it.”

  Brianna licked her lips. Damn him for getting all in her head. And damn him for the knowing smile he now sported. Of course the bastard knew that comment didn’t exactly dry her up.

  “I’m not going to take you again right now. I know you have to be sore.” His words seemed in contradiction to his actions because as he spoke, he grabbed the bottom of the T-shirt she wore with both hands and pulled it over her head.

  Brianna moaned. Damnit. All the man did was look at her and she couldn’t control herself.

  “Fuck, you’re hot.” Jaxon turned his head away, grabbed a stack of clothes and set them next to her. When he reached for a tank top, Brianna found her voice.

  “Um, Jax? I can dress myself.” Did he really think he was going to put her clothes on her like she was some kind of child?

  “I know you can.” He gazed into her eyes. “But, right now, I feel like doing it.” It wasn’t a question.