by Zoey Marcel
“I don’t want you to come along,” Bane told him.
“But it would be safer if there were more people along in case we run into my ex when we reach my address,” Jade pointed out.
Bane sighed. “Fine, but you’re not sleeping with her again.”
Kellan glared at him. “You want to bet?”
“When are you leaving?” Stetson asked.
“After breakfast,” said Bane, still staring down Kellan with a hostile glare.
“Doc, go with them. Kellan needs supervision,” Stetson decided.
Doc nodded. “I’ll get packed after breakfast.”
Sawyer grinned. “I’d be happy to go with them instead.”
“Not you.” Stetson shot him a warning look. “You’d drag Kellan to Vegas and have some kind of wild fucking orgy.”
Sawyer chuckled. “How do you know Doc won’t do that?”
Stetson glanced over at Doc, and his stern expression softened slightly. “I trust Doc.”
Doc’s eyes appeared touched by this. Apparently he was the one member of this household Stetson wasn’t hard on and didn’t seem to have a problem with. Jade wondered why.
But she had more pressing things to worry about at the moment. She wasn’t sure what to expect on a road trip with Bane Kennedy and Kellan and Doc. Would they get along? Hopefully Kellan and Bane wouldn’t fight over her.
She was too confused right now to turn to either of them for comfort. She didn’t recognize Bane, but Kellan wasn’t her fiancé. She was in a room with several men, but she felt alone.
Chapter Eleven
He called her worshipfulness on his cell phone. “I have searched the local morgues and cannot find Jade Flowers, my dulcet goddess of the northern hemisphere.”
“I told you not to break into any morgues.” She sounded vexed with him. That would never do.
“I’m stopping at a gas station. I will inform your greatness if I discover any new developments.”
“Fine, just please don’t hurt anyone.”
“I will do what I must to bring you the body of Jade Flowers. I did not find her in the morgues, so she may still be alive.”
His mistress of eternal pleasures sounded pleased by this on the other end. “Really? You think she may still be alive?”
“I suspect there is a possibility of this. If I find her, I shall kill her for you.”
“No! Don’t kill her. Just call me and tell me where she is.”
“As you wish, divine one.” He ran his hand over the bulge in his pants. He always got hard whenever he spoke to her awesomeness. “My phallus is swelling and hardening for you, lady of unspeakable delights.”
She sighed. “Would you please stop telling me about your wang? I don’t want to hear about it.”
“Would you like to suck it in your luscious mouth until I empty the contents of my drawn-up testicles down your throat?”
“What? Ew, no! I don’t want to suck your cock. Stop being gross and just find Jade for me.” She hung up.
He mourned the loss of her entrancing voice of sweetness. Perhaps his description of his penis had not been graphic enough. The only thing more explicit to entice her with would be to show her. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his erection. It was a thing of beauty. He stroked it lazily, making it swell even more.
When he was close to losing it, he turned on the video recorder on his phone and filmed himself jerking his engorged penis toward the finish line. He made sure to give himself over to the sounds of abandon so the womanly image of loveliness that was his goddess would know what he sounded like when he climaxed to raunchy thoughts of her. He ejaculated all over his hand and lap. The orgasm was intense. It always was when he fantasized about the mistress of female perfection.
He sent the video to her and wiped his spent phallus off. He put it back in his pants, pleased when he received a reply from the epitome of sexuality and innocence.
That’s disgusting! What’s wrong with you? Don’t ever send me anything like that again or I’ll destroy you.
She did not mean it. His goddess took delight in her brawny warrior. She would take even greater pleasure in his masculine appendage if she gave him the chance to show her how good he was with it. He texted her a reply back.
Someday I will stuff my enormous penis into your soft, wet vagina and ejaculate my semen inside of you. I will make you writhe and scream for me and your womanly hole will contract around my manhood when I bring you to orgasm.
She sent him a reply back. You try it and that will be the end of your existence.
Her response frustrated him. She was so small and petite, he could easily overtake her. If she did not give into his lustful wishes soon, he just might.
No. He must not hurt his supreme goddess. He worshiped her and he had her best interest at heart. But she needed his erection badly, even if she did not yet realize this. Perhaps he should make her see.
He would not force himself on her, but the thought delighted the killer in him. Still, it was just a thought—a harmless, nagging thought that he mulled over repeatedly in his mind.
* * * *
After hours of driving, they stopped to rest for the night. Jade shared a hotel room with Bane, since they were engaged, and Kellan shared a room with Doc. Kellan didn’t seem the least bit happy about her sleeping in the same room with Bane, but there were two beds and she planned on sleeping in a separate bed.
The way Bane looked at her was really quite sweet. He looked at her like he was in love and thought the world of her. It touched her but unnerved her a little since she didn’t fully recall him.
Still, there was something familiar in his smile and the ardor in his caring eyes. It was faint, but she had a sudden memory of him looking at her that way in the sunshine with that charming smile of his.
Bane was twenty-eight and easy on the eyes. He looked young and dreamy like a teenage heartthrob and had stylish dark-blond hair and light-green eyes with a tiny bit of stubble on his attractive face. He really was a looker, and he was looking right at her, which made her heart flutter and her stomach flip-flop.
She wanted to kiss him. They were engaged after all, but it was weird not fully remembering her fiancé and then sleeping with him after the way she’d slept with Kellan. She hadn’t known she was engaged then, though.
Bane watched her move around the hotel room. His eyes shone with love-light and no small degree of lust. “So you don’t remember anything about me?”
Jade sat down on the edge of the bed. “I have this memory of you smiling in the sunshine, but that’s all. I’m sorry.”
He appeared hopeful at this and smiled. “Don’t be.”
“Where did we meet?”
His face radiated with happiness. He truly was beautiful and sweet. “We met online, but the first time in person was at a coffee shop. That was a good day. One of the best of my life.”
“Mine, too…probably. I’m sure I liked you.”
“I’ll find a way to get you to remember me, Jade,” he promised her as his countenance became serious. “It may take a while, but I’ll do it.”
She gave him a friendly smile, absorbing the pleasing quality of his features. “I’m sure you will. I really want to remember you. I’m sure we were really happy together.”
His smile was big, and his eyes seemed to be staring into space as he likely recalled a sweet memory they had made together. “We were very happy together.”
Jade felt drawn to him in the same deep, magnetic way she was drawn to Kellan, his brothers, and Doc. With Bane it was apparently because they were mates or some such thing, but what was the reason behind her strong attraction to the other four men? She couldn’t be meant for all of them, could she?
“What’s in the bag?” she asked.
Bane’s cheeks turned a subtle shade of pink as he used his shoe to push it behind his chair. “Nothing. Just some stuff I bought for you for our honeymoon.”
Her heart skittered with excitement and her mons beca
me tingly. “Can I see it?”
“I don’t think you’re ready to,” he said sadly. “We should take it slow.”
Jade stood and walked over to him. He looked at her curiously as she leaned down and cupped his cheeks. She pressed her lips gently to his and he parted his, making room for her inquisitive tongue to enter his mouth. Heat slowly crept over her as their tongues rolled together gently and his hands touched her arms.
The intimacy sparked a sudden memory of the two of them writhing in a dark desert, both of them naked and in each other’s arms. The image was vivid and real as words they’d spoken and touches they’d shared came flooding back to her from that night.
That was the only memory that came to her just then, but it was enough to give her hope.
Bane’s exhale sounded aroused, and his smitten grin confirmed this. “Anything?”
Heat crept into her cheeks, but her heart felt aglow over the tender, sensual memory. “I remember making love with you in the desert at night.”
He gave her a lusty, loving smile. “That was our first night together. Our only night together.”
“I remember it was beautiful and magical,” she said quietly.
“It was for me, too. You were the first for me.”
“Really?”
He nodded, seeming suddenly vulnerable. “I saved myself for you. I wanted my first time to be with my mate. Every time.”
He seemed uncomfortable and went into the bathroom to wash his hands. She got up and peeked in his bag, feeling her womb clench with need when she saw the pink vibrator and butt plug in there.
Bane walked back into the bedroom just then and caught her looking at them. “You weren’t supposed to see those yet.”
Jade stood and approached him, feeling guilty. She hadn’t known she was engaged when she slept with Kellan, but the knowledge had to be eating Bane up inside. It would tear her apart to know the man she loved had slept with another woman. She owed him big time.
She stood on her tiptoes and softly kissed his lips. Bane put his arms around her and returned the delicate, sensual kiss. Their tongues tangled slowly as they explored each others’ mouths and absorbed the unique, primal flavor of their partner. His lips were soft and sensuous as they massaged hers. He gave a gentle moan when she unbuttoned his pants and then moved his hand to cup her breast.
They slowly undressed each other, and she sat on the bed, licking her lips. Bane was cut and toned in all the right places. Unlike Kellan, his chest was bare and smooth. Jade didn’t have a preference. She liked it both ways a lot.
“You should use the vibrator on me,” she told him, trying to hide her nervousness.
She’d slept with Bane once before, but despite her strong attraction to him, it felt awkward to hop right into bed with him since her memories of him were vague at best.
Still, she’d committed an indiscretion against him while in a state of amnesia, and she must make it up to him. He deserved a good woman and a pleasurable experience to make him forget his pain and jealousy over what she did with Kellan.
Bane sat down on the bed with her, holding the pink vibrator. “I already put batteries in it.”
“Good thinking. I like that it’s pink. That’s my favorite color…I think.”
“You told me it was before. You should lie down maybe.”
Jade lay down on her back, feeling awkward and naked despite her arousal. “Did I give you my virginity?”
He shook his head as a faint shadow of disappointment passed through his green eyes. “No. You had one partner before me. But I was the first one you fell in love with.”
She smiled and ran her hand over the lithe muscle in his flexed arm as he lay next to her with his elbow propping him up. “You’re strong.”
He kissed her breast in adoration. “I try. You’re so beautiful, Jade.”
“Thanks. I try.” She grimaced when he poised the dildo at her vagina.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I’m okay.” Jade was too dry. She wanted him but felt awkward and slutty since she couldn’t remember him fully. But she felt guilty for being with another man while engaged. She had fallen in love with this man and must make amends for hurting him. “I just wasn’t prepared. Go ahead.”
He felt her entry and then pushed the dildo into her. She flinched, trying not to tense at the rough penetration. Having only spent one night with her and barely lost his virginity, Bane probably didn’t know that she needed to be wet to ease the pressure of being penetrated. She didn’t blame him of course, but she wasn’t sure how a vibrator would get her off when she was so dry and uncomfortable on top of being nervous. She was attracted to him and wanted to sleep with him, but she needed more time and more than just two memories of him.
I owe him for my mistake.
“Maybe you could just touch me. Toys might be a little much this time.”
He set the toy aside and skimmed his hand down her body. “Do you want me to use my hand or my mouth?”
“Hand, please.”
After several minutes, Jade became frustrated. His touch on her clitoris, while nice, merely teased her into a mad state of need without getting her off. Poor guy, it wasn’t his fault. He had no experience with this. She wanted to keep guiding his hand, but after a few tries, she could tell he felt awkward and inadequate.
Jade finally decided to do something she wasn’t proud of. She faked an orgasm with him. She shook and made her bedroom sounds and gave him what she felt must be a convincing O face. She said his name and thanked him for the pleasure.
He looked like he forced a weak smile but was confused. Did he know? How could he when he had no experience? “How was it?”
“It was really good. Thank you. Oh, wow.” She made herself smile at him despite her guilt.
Something passed through his eyes, and he got up and pulled his clothes on without a word.
Her guilt turned to shame. “Bane, what’s wrong?”
“I was being selfish. It’s late. We’re both tired. We should just call it a night.”
“Oh, okay.”
She watched him go into the bathroom and close the door. A minute later the sound of the shower started to run. He had to know. Why else would he end the sack session so abruptly? She shouldn’t have faked with him, but she felt bad and didn’t want to hurt his feelings or his sense of masculine pride. Regardless of her good intentions, she may have just hurt him worse than if she’d simply been open and honest with him.
* * * *
Bane tossed and turned all night, thinking back on the experience. Jade faked an orgasm with him. He might not have experience in bed, but his lycan instincts could detect arousal and pheromones. The only thing he picked up on when she supposedly came was nervousness and deception.
Perhaps he’d been too hasty in his attempt to rekindle their romance. The woman had amnesia. She needed time, and he needed to gain experience and knowledge of a woman’s body as quickly as possible or he just might lose her to Kellan Brooks.
The next morning while Jade was still asleep, Bane went downstairs into the dining area and found Kellan seated at a table eating his pancakes, sausage, and eggs. Bane piled some eggs, sausage, and grapes onto his plate and sat down with him.
“How was your night?” he asked. It was really just a formality. He honestly didn’t care.
“Not as good as yours, I’m sure,” Kellan retorted bitterly.
“Where’s your friend?”
“Taking a shower. Where’s Jade?”
“In bed sleeping.” Bane moved his eggs around his plate with his fork, but food was the last thing on his mind right now. “Can I ask you a personal question?”
“If you must,” Kellan replied curtly. He kept his eyes focused on other points in the room so he didn’t have to look at him.
Bane took a deep breath. He hated that he was about to put himself out there, but he didn’t have a choice. “When you slept with Jade, did you give her an orgasm?”
Kella
n’s eyes fell on him and narrowed. “Well, of course. I’m not a complete asshole in bed. Once in a while I like the women to enjoy themselves, too.”
Bane rolled his eyes. “Did she fake with you?”
Kellan looked offended and then smug. “No. She didn’t have to. No woman ever has to fake with me. I’m the fucking best most of them have had.”
Bane shook his head and stood. “Nice chatting with you, dick face.”
As he turned to leave he heard Kellan sigh. “Bane.”
He turned to face Kellan again and saw the man motion with his hand for him to come back. Bane sat down again. “What?”
Kellan heaved a long, heavy exhale. “I can’t believe I’m actually telling you this, but here goes. The second partner I had sex with faked with me. She had experience and I had very little, but that’s the only incident like that. Everyone else marveled at how awesome I was between the sheets, including your fiancée.”
“Shut your fucking mouth,” Bane snapped. “We’re just having a conversation. There’s no need to be an ass crack about the fact that you’re good because you can’t keep it in your pants for more than eight seconds.”
“Well, obviously I can for more than eight seconds, or we’d be fucking right now, wouldn’t we?”
“God forbid.” Bane wrinkled his nose and Kellan shuddered. “What did you do after that woman faked with you?”
“I went home and did a ton of research on how to make women happy.” Kellan took a bite of his pancakes, seeming friendlier now and more relaxed. “I asked my oldest brother, Stetson, for advice, but he said I was too young. So I told him that was fine and I’d just ask Sawyer instead. Well, Stetson didn’t like that too much, so he told me what I wanted to know.”
“Did you ask Sawyer afterward, too?” Bane asked.
Kellan grinned. “Well, of course. I asked Doc, too. You might say I learned from the ho pros.”
Bane smiled before becoming serious and uncomfortable. “Could you teach me?”