Chasing Tara (Bryant Station Curves)

by Rachels, Rayne

  “It would be a lot easier if you would put me down.”

  “Be quiet.”

  “Put me down and maybe I will be quiet.”

  Jason swatted her curvy bottom causing her to yelp. “That’s for talking.” He swatted her bottom again. “That’s for lying.” He caressed the spot he had swatted.

  Tara moaned. Her pussy wept in anticipation.

  Jason sniffed the air and grinned.

  Want mate now. She wants us. Jason’s bear sat up and pawed the air.

  We have to get her upstairs first.

  You too slow. Jason’s bear butted against his ribcage.

  You would scare her right now, Jason told his bear.

  Mate is not scared of us. Mate love us.

  Mate hasn’t seen that part of us yet.

  She loves us anyway.

  Jason chuckled. He took two steps at a time.

  Tara knew he was taking her to his bedroom. She wanted her Neanderthal, but she wasn’t going to make it easy for him. Tara smiled. The second she was sure Jason was firmly on the second floor of the house, she sank her teeth into the small of his back.

  Pain surged through Jason. He almost dropped Tara, but managed to hold onto her. The little minx bit me!

  Told you mate like us. She marked us. We belong to her.

  Guess it’s our turn to mark her. Glad I changed the sheets. Jason kicked open his bedroom door and dumped Tara into the middle of his big bed.

  Tara rolled to the other side of the bed. Her feet hit the floor two seconds later. She turned and stared at Jason.

  “You bit me,” he said as he twisted to see the wound.

  “It’s your fault. I told you to put me down, but instead of doing that, you picked me up and spanked me. Not even my mother spanked me.” She crossed her arms. “Get out of here.”

  “I’m not going anywhere. This is my bedroom.”

  “Fine, then I’ll leave.”

  Tara hadn’t even gone two steps when suddenly Jason stood in the doorway, blocking her only exit out. “You’re not going anywhere. We’re going to finish what you started.”

  “I didn’t start anything.”

  “You marked me as yours.”

  “I didn’t mark you. I just…” Tara didn’t finish her sentence. She closed her eyes and groaned. How could she have been so stupid? She bit him. In the shifter world, she had just marked her mate. “That’s not what I meant.”

  Jason grinned. “It’s my turn.” He slowly walked toward her.

  Wide eyed, Tara back away from his advance. When the wall stopped her, Tara knew she was in trouble. She watched Jason step into the moon light streaming through the window. His eyes swirled with desire and determination. Tara swallowed. Her heartbeat increased. Her womb clinched. She felt her moisture soak her panties. She watched Jason sniff the air and grin at her. Tara licked her lips.

  Jason groaned when he saw her pink tongue caress her lips. She honestly didn’t know how sexy she was, but he would show her—his mate. He stopped inches from her and stared at her. He reached out and pulled her tight against him. There was no way she could miss the huge cock pressing against her belly.

  “What are—“

  “Mine!” Jason claimed her lips with his. The kiss was soft and feathery, and Tara stiffened in his arms. He deepened the kiss, and he felt her relax.

  She kissed him back.

  Without breaking the kiss, Jason pushed Tara’s jacket off her shoulders. It slid down her arms and fell in a pile at her feet. His right hand slid under her sweater and inched its way to her breasts, stopping when his fingers touched the silky lace bra covering the soft mounds. Pushing the material aside, he freed one breast. He caressed and kneaded it. He pinched the nipple.

  Tara’s soft moans encouraged Jason. He broke the kiss and pushed up her sweater. Tara grabbed the ends and pulled the material over her head. She let it fall to the floor.

  Tara licked her lips. The taste of cinnamon and sugar clung to them.

  “Mine!” Jason tore the front of her bra, releasing the two large globes. He picked one up in each hand. They were heavy and over-filled his large hands. “Beautiful!” He bent and captured one dark rose tip in his mouth.

  Tara moaned. Her whole body trembled.

  Jason rolled his tongue around the tip. He released her breast. He moved to the other breast and repeated the tongue caresses he had given the first one.

  Tara arched her back, giving him full access to her breasts. “More!” Tara’s hands skimmed his shoulders and found their way into his hair.

  Jason massaged and kissed her breasts. He trailed the kisses back to her mouth. Jason gave both nipples a light pinch.

  Desire and need rippled through Tara’s body.

  “I’ve got you.” Jason wrapped an arm around her. The hint of sweet lemons and honey drifted to him.

  “Don’t let go. Please, don’t let go. I need you.”

  Jason picked Tara up and put her on the bed. He slowly unbuttoned her jeans. Tara lifted her rear and Jason pulled the jeans and panties down to her knees. He stopped and pulled off her boots. The jeans quickly followed behind the boots.

  Tara stared up at her Neanderthal. “You have too many clothes on.”

  “Impatient?”

  “Clothes. Now!”

  Jason had his clothes off in seconds. He watched Tara stare at him. “You like what you see?”

  Tara grinned. “Just because you have it, doesn’t mean you know how to use it.”

  Jason growled. He dropped down on the bed and pushed her knees apart. Her lemon and honey scent immediately engulfed him.

  Mate! His bear growled.

  “Mine!” Jason pushed the folds apart. “Mine,” he growled again. He licked the sweet cream coating the lips of her pussy.

  Tara clutched the quilt in her fists. She needed more. She needed Jason inside her. “Please, take me now.”

  Jason moved until his cock rested against the lips of her pussy. “What do you want?” he stared into her flushed face.

  “I want you.”

  Jason rubbed her clit with his thumb.

  Tara panted and moaned as ripples of pleasure surged through her, causing her womb to clench. She felt the moisture leak from her pussy.

  “What do you want?” he asked her again.

  Tara wrapped her hands around Jason’s neck and pulled him to her. “I need you inside me. I need to feel you cock in me.”

  Jason rubbed her clit harder.

  The ripples of pleasure grew stronger. Tara arched up against him, desperate with need.

  In one swift move, Jason plunged deep into Tara’s womb. Her muscles tightened around his cock. He pulled out and plunged back into her depths. Jason pounded into her, reveling in the way her pussy clamped on his cock.

  Tara arched up meeting Jason’s thrusts, forcing him deeper inside her. His thick cock tickled and caressed her in places she didn’t think possible. Each thrust sent her higher and higher until she couldn’t go any higher and her body shuddered with her release. Tara screamed Jason’s name.

  “That’s it, baby. Come for me.” Jason thrust into Tara a few more times. He shouted Tara’s name as his release crashed over him and he pumped his seed deep into her womb.

  After the last tremors faded away, Jason eased himself from Tara’s body. He went to the bathroom and several minutes later returned with a warm washcloth.

  “I can do that,” said Tara reaching for the washcloth.

  “Let me take care of you.”

  Tara climbed under the covers. A few minutes later she felt the bed dip. Jason pulled Tara into his arms, making sure they were both covered. He kissed the top of her head.

  Just as she started drifting off to sleep, Tara realized Jason hadn’t bitten her. She frowned. Tara knew mates bit each as a way of marking so other shifters would know the person with the bite mark was a mate. Her mom told her that much, when she questioned the bites on her mom’s shoulders. Why hadn’t Jason bit her?

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  Jason, wake up.

  Jason grumbled something and pulled Tara closer to him.

  Jason, we need to talk.

  We don’t need to talk.

  Wake up. Allison reached down and shook Jason’s shoulder.

  Jason’s eyes immediately opened. He sniffed the air. Tara’s sweet honey and lemon scent surrounded him. Jason slid away from Tara and off the bed. He crouched, ready to defend himself and his mate. He scanned the darkness, but saw nothing.

  Jason, I’m not here to hurt you or Tara.

  Jason paled. His whole body trembled. Allison. Her name came out as a whisper.

  I’m here. A soft glow started in the corner. As it drifted toward Jason, it grew bigger and started taking a form. In seconds, Allison stood in front of Jason.

  Are you really here? Jason wasn’t sure if it was a dream or not.

  I am here.

  Jason stood up and reached out to touch her cheek. His hand went through a cold mist instead of connecting with flesh. His eyes left his hand and traveled to Allison. What’s going on? I thought you said you were here.

  Allison smiled. I am here in spirit form, not human form. My human body died a long time ago, but you know that.

  Am I dreaming?

  Yes and no.

  Jason stared at his mate. His heart broke. I’ve missed you so much. Why did you have to leave? Ben needs you. I need you.

  Allison stepped closer and touched Jason’s cheek with her hand. I miss you too, but our time is over.

  I don’t understand.

  Allison smiled. We were mates, but my time with you was borrowed.

  How can you say your time was borrowed?

  Because it just was. I should have died long before we met, but Great Mother Bear knew you needed me. She knew the family needed Ben. She gave me a bear spirit, but the spirit didn’t belong to me. The bear and I knew we weren’t made for each other, but we had a purpose. Mother Bear knew I loved you. She knew it would be several years before Tara came into your life.

  Are you saying we weren’t mates? Jason felt like someone had stuck a knife into his gut.

  Through the bear, we were mates. You always said I had a slight lemon scent.

  Jason frowned. You were carrying Tara’s scent.

  Allison nodded. It was because I was borrowing Tara’s bear. We were mates, but Tara is you true mate. She is the one who completes your soul. Give her your love. Don’t hold back. You need her just as much as she needs you. My time with you was limited. I knew that. If the car wreck hadn’t of killed me, the cancer would have and there was nothing anyone could have done to prevent it. I’m thankful Ben wasn’t in the car with me. He has so much to do—so much to live for.

  How can I let go of you?

  You’re not letting go of me. You have found your true mate, and you must protect her, her cub and the cub she carries. You need to mark her so others will see she is your mate.

  Tara’s pregnant?

  Your family will grow, if you pull your head out of your ass. I believe Tara called you a Neanderthal. Allison grinned. I like her. She’s tough because she had to be, but she’s not stupid. She knows the significance of your mark and that you didn’t mark her when you should have.

  I couldn’t do it. I wanted to mark her, but I couldn’t do it.

  You’re not betraying me. You’re betraying Tara. You have to protect her. The evil following her will destroy her in more ways than one. Tara will not ask you for help. She will do what she thinks is necessary to protect her cubs.

  She doesn’t know about the one growing inside her.

  Did you? Allison raised an eyebrow. Take care of Tara. You are not betraying me, or what we had together. Protect Tara and love her. She is your true mate. The light around Allison grew dim.

  Please don’t go. Jason held out his hand to Allison.

  I love you and I cherish the time we had and the child we created, but my time is over. You have to live. You must be strong. Protect Tara. Protect our family. The light faded.

  Jason looked around the darkened room. He took a deep breath. Tara’s lemon and honey scent immediately filled him. It called to him. He looked over where Allison had stood. “I will always love you, Allison.”

  He felt something cold touch his lips. And I will always love you, but you must embrace your future and give you heart to Tara. She understands more than you realize.

  The cold was gone, and Jason knew Allison was gone. He stood there for a few minutes, processing what had happened.

  Jason looked at Tara. Her wavy red hair fanned out over the pillows. The bruises on her cheek were visible even in the dark. Someone dared to hurt his mate.

  His mate.

  As much as he loved Allison, she was right. Tara was his true mate.

  Tara sighed and rolled over. The blanket slipped down revealing her huge round breasts.

  Jason’s cock stood up.

  Want my mate, growled his bear.

  I want her too. Jason slid back into bed next to Tara. He stared at her for a minute. “You are mine.”

  He pulled Tara closer to him. His heart tightened when she snuggled up against him. She was his. Even she knew it. Jason’s hand trailed down her body until it reached the lips of her pussy. He slipped his fingers between her folds. Finding her clit, he rubbed it. Tara’s moans spurred him on. He pushed a thick finger into her wet depths.

  “Take me now.”

  “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  Tara caressed his cheek. “You won’t, but if you don’t take me now, I might hurt you.” She kissed his lips.

  Jason flipped her over and pulled her up onto her hands and knees. He paused. His cock teased the lips of her pussy, causing Tara to groan.

  “Take me.” Her voice was filled with the same lust and desire he felt.

  “Mine,” growled Jason as he entered her.

  Tara thrust back as soon as he entered her, pushing deep into her depths. “Yes!”

  Jason pounded into her. This was not slow lovemaking. This was hard and fast. This was a bear shifter claiming his mate.

  Harder and harder, he pounded into her sweet pussy. “Come for me,” he demanded.

  Tara’s womb clenched sending spasms through her as the hardest orgasm she had ever had claimed her.

  Jason felt his own release nearing. He pulled Tara to him. He felt her trembles. “That’s it. Come for me, baby. Come for me.” He licked the soft spot where her neck and shoulder met.

  Tara tilted her head, giving him full access to the neck.

  “Mine.” Jason bit into the soft skin he had just licked.

  Tara screamed out his name and bucked against him as another orgasm crashed over her.

  Jason clung to her shoulder as he found his release. Tara’s muscles clamped down on his cock, locking it deep in her. Jason filled her with his seed and his essence. She was his. He licked the wound on her shoulder. She belonged to him.

  They collapsed on the bed. Jason rolled to his side. Tara’s pussy refused to let him go, but he didn’t care. He tucked her close to him. His hand moved to her soft, round belly. His cub was growing there.

  “You are my mate,” he whispered into her ear.

  Tara snuggled closer to him and sighed.

  Sleep claimed both of them.

  CHAPTER 7

  Tara rolled over and reached for Jason. His side of the bed was cold. Tara pulled his pillow to her and rested her cheek on it. Jason’s cinnamon and sugar scent tickled her nose. Memories of what they did last night made her blush and wet at the same time. Tara touched the sore spot in the curve of her neck.

  Jason bit her.

  He had marked her as his mate.

  She knew the bite would leave a scar. Her mom had a matched set from her mates. Tara moved her shoulder. The area was definitely sore, but it would be gone in a day or two.

  Tara sighed.

  Where was Jason?

  Tara sat up, pulling the blanket with her to cover her body. Eve
n though for the most part, she was comfortable with her body, it didn’t mean everyone else was.

  She looked around the room. For a master bedroom, it was sparsely furnished. The essentials were there, but none of the little stuff that gave it a homey and lived feeling. Tara didn’t see the clothes she had on yesterday, but her coat was draped over the back of a chair, and her boots were on the floor next to the chair. Her bag was on the chair. Tara smiled. At least Jason thought about her.

  Tara let the blanket drop to the bed as she got up. She needed to take a shower and get dressed so she could face the day. She rummaged through her bag and pulled out a pair of jeans and an oversized sweatshirt. In one of the side pockets, she pulled out a matching black bra and boy-cut panty set as well as a pair of thick socks and added them to the pile.

  She turned and looked at the only two doors in the bedroom. One, she knew, opened to the hallway. The other had to go to the en suite bathroom. Tara crossed the room to the door and opened it. She flipped the light switch and discovered a beautiful bathroom with both a huge soaking tube and a large walk-in shower. Tara put her clothes on the counter and found a towel in a small closet. She turned on the water and stepped into the shower as soon as the water was hot.

  Thirty minutes later, Tara, clean and dressed, left the bedroom. She didn’t hear any noise in the house. Biting her bottom lip, Tara went downstairs. The smell of coffee led her to the kitchen. It was empty. An empty coffee mug in the sink was the only evidence that Jason had been there.

  Tara shrugged her shoulders

  She opened a cabinet over the coffee pot, hoping to find a coffee mug. Three cabinets and two drawers later, Tara found the coffee mugs and utensils. She poured herself a cup of coffee and put a spoonful of sugar from the bowl sitting by the coffee pot into her coffee. She walked over to the refrigerator and opened it.

  Tara shook her head.

  Other than a couple bottles of beer, a gallon of milk and a carton of cream, the refrigerator was empty. “Guess we will have to make a run by the grocery store.” Tara grabbed the carton of cream. She opened it and sniffed. A smile flickered across her lips. The cream was good. Tara poured some of the cream in her coffee and put it back into the refrigerator.