Inequities

by Jambrea Jo Jones

  Her legs parted for him and she locked her ankles around his waist. Russ rubbed his cock between her legs, teasing her. She growled and bit his shoulder.

  “Hey!”

  “Mate me. Now. I can’t wait anymore. Later we’ll do slow,” Vivian panted. All he’d done was lay on top of her and she was out of her mind with need.

  “I won’t rush this.” Russ took her arms and raised them above her head.

  Vivian writhed under him, trying to coax him to breach her core. She licked at the red spot she’d left on him. Her mark. She wished she’d broken the skin. Needed to feel his blood on her tongue. Vivian nuzzled the spot and bit down harder.

  “Stop. I can’t—fuck Vivi. I’m going to come and if you want mated I have to wait. Slow down.” Russ put his forehead against hers, his breathing irregular.

  Normally she wasn’t this aggressive, but she didn’t want to give Russ a chance to change his mind.

  “Please.” She begged.

  “Don’t make me tie you down.”

  Vivian went wild with those words. To be at his mercy would be heaven. For him to take over completely and to be unable to stop him? A dream come true.

  “Someone likes that idea. Later. Listen to me. I’m about to burst, but there are things I need to say to make this complete on the wolf end.”

  That calmed her to some extent. Knowing there was ritual involved had her taking a deep breath. Then another. She nodded for him to continue.

  Russ bit her on the throat and said, “You are mine, in mind.”

  Vivian almost came right then. Feeling Russ’ teeth sink into her skin was unbelievably erotic. She did her best to stay still as he moved down her body.

  His teeth entered the skin on her chest where her heart beat and said, “You are mine, in heart.”

  And she was. Her heart wanted only him. How much more would she have to endure before he fucked her? Her need was so great and it kept building with every word.

  Russ peppered kisses along her body until he got to her thigh and nuzzled where her leg met her pelvis and bit hard and deep.

  “You are mine, in body.”

  “Yes. Yes. Russ.” Vivian couldn’t help herself. Nothing had prepared her for the emotion swirling through her body. When foxes mated they just bit and released the mating serum. This was so much more beautiful.

  Russ placed his palms on the bed by her shoulders and looked her in the eyes. His cock posed at her entrance. Here it was. The moment she’d been waiting for.

  His dick slid home and he said, “You are now mine, in mind, heart and body, forevermore.”

  “You’re mine too. In body, mind, heart and soul.” Vivian bit him again and this time released what would make them completely mated.

  Magic flowed through the room. Vivian bucked under Russ and he thrust again and again. This first time was over quickly. Russ jerked once, twice then he threw his head back and howled. Vivian joined him as her climax raced through her body.

  Russ collapsed on top of her, both of them spent.

  Vivian wrapped her body around Russ’, not wanting him to move. But too soon he moved to the side. Her body snuggled against him.

  “Sorry,” came a muffled response against her neck.

  “Why?” Vivian whispered back.

  “It was so fast. Next time we explore.”

  “Deal.”

  Content, she drifted to sleep. Her heart and soul were where they belonged. It was right in her world. And tomorrow she’d make the call that would hopefully give her mate back his world. She hated that she was responsible for his need to leave his home and family. She vowed to find a way to make it up to him.

  Vivian slowly surfaced out of sleep because something tickled her feet. She went to move them, but couldn’t. Warm heat surrounded her toe. Then something licked her.

  What?

  She wasn’t a morning person. Never had been and her body was responding to the unusual stimuli. A tongue licked the sole of her foot and continued up her leg.

  Vivian sighed. Russ. True to his word, he was working her body in a lazy fashion. She let him continue and just enjoyed each sensation as it came. She pushed against him when he reached her pussy, but he avoided it and moved on to her stomach. Vivian groaned at the loss. She was wet and ready, but didn’t want to rush it either. To think, she could wake up this way every day. It was almost enough to make her want mornings. Almost.

  A giggle slipped out when Russ found a ticklish spot on her side. She squirmed to get away, but his mouth chased her. It was replaced with a moan when he finally got to her breast. Her nipples where hard and she wanted them in his mouth. Vivian pulled his hair to get his attention where she wanted it. When Russ licked around her hard bud her hips came of the bed, her eyes closed and she threw her head back. Oh God, it felt wonderful, the hard sucking when he enclosed her flesh between his lips. Yes. When he bit down she bucked against him. Vivian needed some sort of friction—something. But he held himself off her and continued to ply her breast with his mouth. His fingers plucked at her other nipple, then pinched. The rush of ecstasy went straight to her pussy. She clutched at thin air, looking for something to hold onto and wanting him inside her.

  “Russ, please.”

  “No.” He murmured against her skin and left her chest to nuzzle her neck.

  His teeth scraped against the bite mark he’d left the night before. Sex had never been this intense for her. The ache became stronger. Vivian’s hands found Russ’ ass, trying to force him inside her. But he was stronger.

  “Please, please, please,” Vivian moaned, again and again.

  Russ nipped her ear and sucked the lobe into his mouth. His breath hissed in her ear. She shivered all over. Her senses were on full alert.

  “Slow. Promised,” Russ’ voice whispered.

  At least he couldn’t talk in full sentences either. It was her turn to touch and taste. He wanted slow? Vivian caught Russ off guard and switched their positions so that she was in charge. As much as she wanted to impale herself on his cock, she controlled herself. She could do this. Drive him to the edge of reason.

  Vivian started with Russ’ lips, never fully kissing him. Soft nips and licks were all she gave. Her mouth wandered to his shoulder and she licked her mark.

  “Mine.”

  “Mmm…yes. Yours,” Russ agreed.

  She returned every movement and caress Russ had placed on her. His nipples liked the attention just as much as hers had. Vivian never made it to Russ’ toes. His dick held her, fascinated. She had to soothe it. Her tongue swirled around the head causing Russ’ hips to thrust.

  “Not yet. Taste.” She held down his hips.

  Vivian sucked the tip completely into her mouth, catching his pre-cum. It tasted salty and bitter and—wonderful. She moaned around the cock in her mouth and swallowed him down to the root.

  “Won’t last.” Russ thrashed on the bed.

  Vivian couldn’t have that. She wanted Russ inside her when he came. She crawled back up his body and sank down until she was fully seated.

  “Fuck!” Russ bucked up, almost throwing her off.

  Vivian steadied herself on his shoulders and Russ reached a hand up and soothed them over her lips. She opened wide and sucked his fingers in time with her hips moving up and down. Russ pulled free and cupped her breast in both hands. Squeezing them and pinching her nipples. She didn’t know they would be so responsive. Her pussy clutched at his dick, her movements jerky as he pumped up meeting her thrust for thrust.

  Her hand moved to his thighs and she stretched out, the shift in angle delicious.

  “Close,” Vivian whispered. “So close. Just—right—there—oh God.” Vivian collapsed on top of Russ, still moving, but needing a kiss. Tongues duelled as Russ continued to thrust up again and again.

  “Vivian!” Russ shouted his release.

  Vivian couldn’t stop clenching, not wanting him to slip out, but it was a lost cause when he softened inside her and slipped free. Russ ran his
hands up and down her back.

  A knock at the door interrupted them.

  Chapter Five

  He’d kill whoever it was on the other side of the door. Fuck. Vivian had just blown his mind. And now the real world threatened to interfere.

  “Russ. Sorry, but we have breakfast and we should be heading out.” Peter’s voice infiltrated their cocoon.

  “Hurry up, Masters. We need to get a move on,” Greycen growled.

  Well someone had not enjoyed his night as much as Russ had. Too bad. Yes, they needed to hurry, but he wouldn’t let anything spoil what had gone on here.

  “Give us a sec.”

  “I wish we weren’t here,” Vivian said.

  Did that mean what he thought it did? Russ stopped, unsure if his feeling were returned. Vivian slapped his chest.

  “Ouch.”

  “That’s what you get. I know where your mind went. I just meant that I wish we could stay in bed and just enjoy each other—not be on the run. That’s all.”

  Vivian snuggled back into his body. He knew what she meant. He didn’t want to move, but they had to get going. Soon they would be able to laze a day away, just the two of them. Maybe they could run on the property and go to that pond the other mated pairs seemed to love.

  He wanted to show her his home and hope she loved it as much as he did.

  “No more dawdling.” Russ slapped her ass and slid out from under her.

  As he sauntered to the bathroom a pillow hit his back. He turned around and grinned at the display before him. Vivian was sprawled over the bed. Her hair was a mess, her lips red and bruised with his marks up and down her body. He growled and moved forward only to stop himself. Breakfast. Right. He did an about face and hurried to start the water.

  “If you want a shower you’d better get in here,” he called over the sound of the water.

  It didn’t take long for her to appear. God he wanted to make love to her again. He shook himself and got under the water and waited for her to join him. Russ unwrapped the motel soap and handed it over, moving so he could get her head under the spray. When her hair was nice and wet he went for the shampoo, kneading it into her scalp.

  “Mmmm…I could give you a hundred years to keep doing that.”

  Russ kissed her shoulder and rinsed her hair. She handed over the soap and he did a quick wash of himself before turning off the shower.

  “When we get home, we’ll take a real shower together and I’ll show you how much fun we can have in the water.” Russ wrapped her in a towel and dried her off.

  They were done in no time and Russ called Peter on his phone, letting him know they were ready for the meeting before they went their separate ways.

  The other shifters were next door so the knock came within seconds of hanging up the phone. The trio before him looked like they got little to no sleep the night before. Russ almost felt sorry for them when they looked longingly at the bed. But he didn’t know if that was because they were tired or they realised that he and Vivian had completed their mating the night before. He’d get that announcement out of the way first.

  “I want to let you guys know that Vivian is now my mate and the head of our pack.”

  Peter and Everett bared their throats as a sign of respect. Vivian’s face was a brilliant red, but she was composed as she went to each and kissed their necks.

  “Thank you.” She squeezed their arms and went back to Russ’ side.

  “I’ll make a formal announcement when we get back to the pack house.”

  “I want to stay,” Greycen said quietly.

  “You’ll be welcome in our home, Greycen Sheppard. I’m hoping you will continue on as Vivian’s guard.”

  “Russ!” Vivian protested.

  “You’re my mate and head of our pack. Just as in yours, you need protection.”

  “I don’t want—”

  Russ held up a hand before pulling her in close. “It won’t be the same. You’re free to come and go as you please. Greycen will be back up. That’s all.”

  She nodded against his chest, taking it better than he thought she would. And it wasn’t like he could deny Greycen. Not when his mate was among his pack. That would be cruel and no one needed to go back to a den that was prejudiced against his very being.

  “Now that we have that settled, let’s talk. Everett, you’ll take Peter and Greycen with you to the safe house. Let the pack know we’re safe. Vivian and I will take a different route and meet you there.”

  “For the record, I don’t think this is a good idea,” Greycen stated.

  “I agree,” Peter responded, looking almost guilty for going against his alpha’s words.

  “They need to know we made it. Take the direct route, Ev. We won’t be far behind. I know you don’t agree and normally I would take the help in protecting Vivian, but I want to make sure she’s safe. If someone did follow us, I want them confused, which is why”—Russ paused because he knew his next words wouldn’t go over as well—“I want Ev in Vivian’s clothes riding behind Greycen.”

  He waited for the protest to come, but it looked like he had stunned everyone. It didn’t take long and the person who spoke up was unexpected.

  “No,” Peter said, his voice firm.

  Russ looked at him until Peter averted his eyes. Russ saw the look Peter gave Greycen and Ev. He didn’t blame Peter, but there was no way he could pass for Vivian with his dark features.

  “I’m sorry, Peter, but it’s the only way. You know you couldn’t pass. Vivian and Ev have the same colouring.”

  Ev pulled Peter to the side and spoke softly to him. Probably reassuring the other man. Greycen scowled, but didn’t say a word.

  “I don’t like it,” was Greycen’s last statement before he left the room.

  Russ let him go.

  “Ev, Peter, if you see anyone following, don’t go to the safe house. Call me. I’ll do the same. Once we regroup we’ll plan our attack to get our home back. Ev, why don’t you go to the bathroom and change out of your clothes. I’ll bring Vivian’s in to you in a second.”

  Ev hesitated, but followed his orders. That left Peter in the room with them. He wouldn’t look Russ’ way. Vivian went over to him. She was already so much the head of the pack.

  “I know you don’t want another man touching your mate when you haven’t completed the bond and I’m sorry for that. Sorry that you have to deal with this now.”

  “He isn’t my mate.”

  Russ looked over at Peter in disbelief.

  “What do you mean? You should be able to tell by smell that he’s yours. Grey already told me you were his mate.”

  “No. I’m sorry, miss. Um—Vivian.” Peter looked between Russ and Vivian like he was unsure how to continue. “I’m—unnatural. I won’t have a mate.”

  “Who told you that bullshit?” Russ demanded.

  “My paren-pac—”

  Russ was glad Peter didn’t finish his words.

  “No one in my family would ever say that and you know it, so you’d better not be going to say our pack. Because you’re ours. I thought you knew that. Now stop being stupid just because your old pack were a bunch of idiots. You get it? You’re mine and there is no way the Ancients would make you suffer the world without a mate.”

  Vivian was soothing Peter with her hand.

  “Go on, Peter. It’s okay and you know your cousin isn’t a threat.” Vivian kissed his cheek and watched with sad eyes as Peter left.

  Russ couldn’t have that. Sad didn’t look good on his mate. He moved in for a swift kiss before telling her to strip.

  “We can’t—” She looked towards the bathroom.

  Russ threw his head back and laughed. “As much as I want to fuck your brains out right now, I just need your clothes so I can get them to Ev. We need to go. Make your phone call before we head out.”

  Vivian laughed with him. “Oh. Right.”

  It was all Russ could do to keep his hands off her, but he managed. Once she was dressed in Ev’s
clothes he about came unglued. He hated the other man’s scent on his woman, but he didn’t feel he had a choice. His wolf would have to deal.

  Fuck, this is hard.

  He tried to put as much of his scent as he could on Vivian. Rubbing his body against hers. It still wasn’t nearly enough, but they really did need to get going. From a distance, Ev wasn’t too bad of a double for Vivian. He just hoped if anyone was following they wouldn’t see the too short jeans or sweater.

  “Let’s go.” Russ led them out the door. He’d only rented the rooms for one night and left the keys behind on the TV stand. No need for any more contact with outsiders.

  It didn’t take long for goodbyes. The trio of men headed out right away. Russ watched them pull off and wished them a safe journey.

  * * * *

  Ryerson grinned. They had the bastard. Idiot had used his credit card at a motel a few hundred miles from the pack house. He’d have the alpha dead and Vivian back where she belonged in no time flat. This was personal. He’d sent the rest of his brothers back home. No need for them to see how he obtained Vivian or have them watch him kill her. He wanted to be in charge, not have a revolt. They were tasked with taking the message back to the den that he would return soon with the princess.

  His plans had grown overnight. Once he had the foxes under his power he’d eliminate the strong and make the weak bow to him. The power would be his. And who needed some vixen to help him control it? Magic flowed through his body. Granted, it was a temporary fix, but the drug flowed through his body making him feel ten feet tall.

  Never would he tell the others that he’d found the ultimate source of power. A potion made by a shifter he knew. Dead now. No need for him when he had the formula to the greatest rush. It let him control others and they didn’t even know it. Lucky for him the ingredients were pretty easy to obtain, but it would take work. Work he wasn’t going to do.

  That’s what the others were for. The kingdom would be his alone. A harem would await his return, he was sure of it. Who needed a nagging mate when he could have the camp’s sluts at his tender mercies?

  He didn’t take the drug often. No way was he going to become addicted, but he’d needed it today to convince the others to leave. He needed another outlet for the power. Fucking would be good, but he didn’t have time for that. He’d settle for destruction. Too bad he’d already left the wolves’ place. That would have been fun to destroy. He’d left Sanders there to report back if the wolves returned. It wouldn’t be as fun to have someone else do the damage.