by Talyn Scott
Yup, females in heat were a thing of beauty and were highly sought-after by the pack. Thank God, Jayce thought; they weren't concerning themselves with his mate, not this time. However, they had to get Renee up and going. “We’ll all go out together,” Jayce ordered Rock. Glancing down, he directed a warning glare at the stunned player. Even as far up as they were, the mixed blood had keen eyesight. He then reluctantly got back to the game.
Dru wouldn’t have understood a thing if he weren’t able to read their minds. Well, his only exceptions were the Alpha and Bren: two strong beasts with tough powers to match. Obviously, his sweetheart was going into heat. Oh joy, power was rising around the arena. All Weres, there wasn’t a vampire in sight, since they really didn’t care for sports. She clutched Bane’s arm with one hand, dropping her cowbell with a deafening clang, and raised her bloodshot eyes. “I don’t feel so good.”
“She’s ready to go,” Bane spoke to Dru.
“Dru, I think you’d better check me out…maybe I need antibiotics,” she reached for him, unashamed that she leaned on the both.
That simple move tugged at his heart. “I’ll get you what you need. We just have to leave here first.” Dru felt her skin, concerned over her rising body temperature. Never bothering himself with werewolf health issues, he wasn’t sure if a fever was the norm. “Should she be this hot?” he secretly asked Bane.
Bane gave a sharp nod yes before negotiating the stands. Everyone left together, while many hungry stares followed. No one messed with the Alpha, relieving Dru’s worrisome thoughts. Apparently, Jayce was the badass that everyone proclaimed him to be and so was Bane. Although, one lone werewolf stood in the lobby, while making direct eye contact with Jayce. Dru was certain the blond was full Were, probably younger, and definitely with different powers.
“Not now, Arian,” Jayce’s casual voice didn’t match his expression. He stepped by with his queen and guard, letting Bane handle the rest.
Arian inhaled and smirked at Renee, causing Bane to still.
Dru touched Bane’s shoulder. “She doesn’t notice him. Whatever this is, don’t do it here.”
Bane narrowed his eyes on Arian, “Beat it.”
“Orders?”
“Go against me, and you’ll eat your own skin.” Bane walked past, tightening his hold on Renee.
Blade stepped behind Arian, watching the group leave, he said, “We’re always missing out on the wild ones, our kind. I’m sick of the human girls,” he continued in a whisper. “They’re always complaining and crying when I get rough, injuring too easily. I’m growing older and I want my own species, even if it’s a mixed blood. One chance to let the beast loose with a female would be purely primal.”
“Preaching to the choir, dude.”
“We could go after Rebecca, she’s hot enough.”
Arian considered his best friend, “You’re right, and you can do just that. Problem is I don’t lose, not even to a Beta.”
8
“Tell me what’s wrong, Dru. My skin’s burning,” Renee burrowed under his arm, mashing her face against his rib cage and breathing in his scent. “You smell really…”
“Please, finish,” Dru joked. “Otherwise, you’re just saying I smell.”
She brought her face up, cracking a smile. “If I told you how good you smelled right now and what it’s doing to me,” she blew out a breath, too embarrassed to finish.
“Progress, my precious, I believe we’re making progress. And nothing’s wrong, you’re just overheated and tired. So there’s not a thing to worry about.” Dru threw Bane the keys. His wolf needed a distraction and driving would provide that. Besides, he’d already buried his face in her heat the other night. Nope, he didn't forget that. After a nasty stare from Bane, Dru ushered Renee in the back seat. The sedan was a nice choice tonight, less flashy than the two seater was but had excellent room for three.
With hands never leaving her body, Dru cupped the side of Renee’s face. “How much would it scare you to know that I’m in love with you.” He couldn’t wait another moment to tell her.
Swallowing hard, Renee searched Dru’s face. “Not as much as I thought it would.”
“Open your mouth and kiss me,” he stared at her lips, waiting. Wanting her to come to him, make the initial move this night without the hint of pressure. Even Bane was holding his breath. Steering to enter the I-75 ramp, Bane pressed the back of his head in the headrest, countering the increasing burden of his need.
Meeting his lips, Renee thrust her tongue past his teeth. Brushing it against his, she stroked long and soft. Pushing against the roof of his mouth, she lingered inside, getting to know him better. Needing him the way he wanted her to need him. Tightening his arms around her waist, he twisted his tongue over hers, twining them together before she hit his fangs. By God, if she were to touch them, he would lose it. And she would lose it, screaming like a manic and jumping from the car.
Pushing those thoughts aside, he asked, “Are we playing the yes and no game tonight?” Digging her little fingers into his shoulders, she didn’t answer, but slung her bare knee over his thigh and brought him closer. Dragging his tongue over her rapid pulse, he sucked on her fragile neck, maybe a little too hard. Hungry, horny, out of his mind with lust, Dru wanted her naked, thrashing beneath him and strangling his cock with her virgin body. His little maiden was a temptress of flawless beauty and primal needs. Her ancient lineage was pushing forth, daring her to please the flesh, exposing her fertility, and challenging her to take what her body desperately cried out for.
“I want to be close to you, but I don’t know how.” Strung out, yet terrified, she couldn’t bear the thought of loving another and having him torn away, never to be in her arms again.
Bane hastily released a pent-up breath, “We’ll teach you, little one, everything that you need to know, and everything to shower you with pleasure.”
“You have to know,” she muttered between Dru’s kisses, “that the other night with you…Bane, was rare.”
“Rare?” he questioned, glancing in the rearview mirror.
Dru could intercede, knowing her exact thoughts. “You don’t climax often?” Poising it as a question would ease her a bit.
“No,” she buried her head against his neck, blatantly embarrassed.
“What about the trophies in your drawer?” Bane headed to the causeway, traffic had been light, and time was of the essence.
“Ignore him,” Dru chided. “I’m guessing you’re a virgin,” he waited for her answer, knowing damn well she was.
“Yeah, don’t laugh.”
“Why would I?” One hand was on her thigh, and his other clasped her shoulder while stroking her collarbone.
“I’m too old.”
If anyone knew what too old meant, it was Bane and Dru – not his sweetheart. “Since you know that I love you, what do you think I want?”
Silence.
“What we both want,” Bane added, nearing the middle of the causeway. He wanted to drive home, to his home. But he couldn’t, since he had screwed up and the leech knew about it.
“A mature, adult relationship,” she rested her forehead on his shoulder as she relaxed under his hands.
“So you masturbated with sex toys?” Dru prompted the conversation that had Bane all riled in the front seat. “It’s perfectly natural, nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, we can use them sometime if you’d like.”
“They don’t always; most of the time they don’t actually work.” It was a rarity for Renee to orgasm; Tatum had the same problem…well, used to have the same problem. Bane had surprised her, making her come while fully clothed. Another rarity was having this humiliating conversation while feeling nearly comfortable in the backseat, no panic attack in sight.
Dru released a warm breath, determined to conquer a major fear of hers before they left the vehicle. It involved the car and making out in one. She had to see past it, experience something better. “If I put my hand where it wanted to go, would I fin
d you wet for us?”
She shook her head yes, unable to face him, keeping her head on his shoulder.
Her heart rate sped up, fear mixed with arousal and anticipation. He wanted to taste her blood, the emotions that strongly flowed through her, though Dru would settle for something just as delicious. Sliding his hand over her soft skin, he trailed his fingers over the tender area inside her thigh. “What would I find, sweetheart?”
“I don’t know.”
“Ah, now that’s a lie, precious. Tell me the truth.” His hand slid further, under the lip of her shorts, threatening the elastic on her panties. Back and forth, his index finger lingered, seeking permission that she would fight.
“My panties are…wet.”
“That wasn’t so difficult, now was it?” Dru praised. Bane groaned as Dru slipped past the elastic barrier, sliding against her softest flesh. “You’re waxed.”
“Yeah.”
What a nice surprise, Dru never had a waxed pussy before. He smiled against her damp temple, kissing her sweetly. “It feels so soft here, as a baby’s new skin. If I were to run my fingers between your lips, would I be surprised to feel them dripping?”
“Not at this point,” Renee threw her head back, keeping her eyes shut and her legs open.
Progress, still they were making progress.
“Ah, shit. I can smell her, can fucking smell her.”
“You’re arousing Bane. How does that make you feel?”
“Scared,” she admitted. “He scares me.”
Dru swiveled two fingers against her folds, finding them slippery soft. Her pulse was strong there. Renee’s body was pushing its blood to her need, which in turn, would become his need: the one that would satisfy his bride. “He loves you, too.”
“He can speak for himself,” Bane growled from the front seat while answering his phone.
Jayce barked, “Stop at the resort first, keep her around the second set of buildings…there’s a hammock. Just make up something romantic, females fall for that. Bren is driving Tatum to the house, Rock and I have misted to the island to stand guard for you.” With his back turned to it all, Jayce added quietly to himself.
“How many?” Bane croaked, not wanting to know the number of Weres that were waiting to smell his girl.
“Ah, man, thirty – give or take. Word travels, and it’s best to get it over with since it has. No worries, though, what are the odds?”
“Not high, I know. It’s just…”
“I understand the feeling. I dealt with it and so will you.”
Bane hit end and threw the phone on the seat, hoping that the mysterious Were wasn’t present tonight and wouldn’t claim Renee before the next moon.
Renee’s rising moans filled the car. Bane glanced back, watching Dru’s elbow slowly move up and down. Her aroma grew stronger as her head began to whip back and forth. Inky hair sprawled over Dru’s arm, tempting Bane to pull over and wrap it in his fist while sliding his shaft over it. Soon, he would come in that hair. Making her kneel in front of him, he would jet all over it. White gloss on shiny blackness, Bane would mark her that way, rubbing his seed in until the strands drank him whole.
“You want my fingers inside?” Dru spoke against her lips, causing her to shiver.
Insistently twirling the tips of his fingers around her labia, Renee was more than ready, dying to come. “Yes, please.”
“Say it, Bane is stuck driving, so he needs to hear what’s going on, what you’re agreeing to do.”
She licked her lips, keeping her eyes shut, Renee whispered, “I want you to finger me.”
Bane hit the steering wheel a couple of times before pulling into the resort. Dru pushed one finger up, so slowly that she tried to bare down on him. He backed up, not permitting it. Teasing and tempting Renee, this was all about making her appetite grow until she was mindless with want. That’s when they would get her, with desperate need. Entering the second finger, he rotated them, barely keeping them inside her silkiness. “I can’t believe how smooth you are, inside and out, and want to swallow everything that you give me.”
Grabbing his wrist, she slammed his hand as hard as she could. “Deeper,” she demanded, finally opening her eyes. Dru held firm against her efforts, not allowing her to take the lead or hurting herself in the process. If the phone call hadn’t come through from Jayce, he would have given her what she deserved. Unfortunately, things changed.
Bane parked the car, shutting it off and turning around, he asked, “A stroll on the beach?”
“A what?” Renee’s nails bit into Dru’s hand, desperation colored her voice. “Where are we?” She glanced around, noticing The Blue Pelican. “You brought me to Sanibel? I must have been really out of it, since I thought we were going to my place.” Well, that didn’t come out exactly as she meant it to.
Her place no longer existed; Bane secretly smiled. Jayce had orchestrated the move, and Renee was all settled in Dru’s Captiva manse. Problem was she didn’t know about it, yet. When they get through this next hurdle, as quickly as possible, they would tell her that bit of info…tomorrow.
Jayce watched Renee trail between Dru and Bane, nearing the second set of buildings as he instructed. “What’s our count Rock?”
“Still around thirty, have you threatened them yet?”
“Yup,” Jayce glanced at his watch, “anyone in range received my mental directives. They’re to come to one of us first, staying away from baby sis.”
“Ouch,” Rock curled his lip. “Glad it’s not me. I don’t think I would take those orders too well if I found my mate.”
Jayce ignored his disobedient remark, unconcerned that Rock would challenge him. “How do you know it’s not you, big guy? I know you haven’t taken her out…or taken her.”
“Nah, it’s just a feeling I have. Besides, the last thing I want to give up is my freedom with the females. Variety is the -”
“Oh, don’t finish that statement, Rock. I’ll never let you live it down when it happens to you.” Jayce noticed Renee’s stomping action. Yeah, she was pissed.
“What’s so great about being tied down to one for ETERNITY,” he rolled his arrogant eyes, pumping his arms over his tattooed chest.
“You’re the queen’s guard and you’ve heard us, no doubt. Do we sound disappointed?”
Rock cracked up, “Still…Hey, why is the high school crowd here?”
Jayce threw out his senses, “No, everyone’s of age. You’re behind times, big guy. They're in college now, somewhere around Renee’s age.” Jayce followed Blade’s movements, emitting a warning growl. Blade thought he could cross the stated boundary line and taunt Renee a bit. Jayce wasn’t having it. Good grief, didn’t he know the Beta would shred him to nothing? “I think some of them are a little too aggressive with the females. Hormones are crazier at their age. I should know, since I almost lost the queen that way. Dispatch some of the guard tomorrow, bring them in, and have a little ‘sit down’ with the young ones. They should be reminded what’s expected of them and their behavior should be exemplary, or they’ll answer to me, personally.”
“I think we’re going to wrap this up fairly quickly,” Rock motioned towards the swaying hammock. Renee, Bane, and Dru were settling in, gazing at the water.
Turning his back on the scene, Jayce didn’t want a look-see at any of that. He only wanted to back up the guard, protect his family, and keep this act nondescript for Renee. She’d never know the goings on, and everyone would damn well keep it that way.
“Are we, uh,” Renee rolled the words around her mouth a second, “staying here tonight?”
“We could,” Dru paralleled her body, bringing his long length against her, “or we could go to Captiva in a while.” His fingers smelled like heaven – her heaven, longing to lick them, he cupped her mound instead. Rubbing the heel of his hand over her clothed clitoris, knowing its engorged state from his attentions in the car, he brought back her sweet arousal. Her flesh was heating again, not just from him but also f
rom her mating heat. “Let’s enjoy the view,” Dru shifted her slightly, placing her back against his front.
Bane eased next to her. With his agility, the hammock wasn’t flipping anytime soon and most certainly not with them in it. Knowing the Weres were listening to their Beta, he had to leave the mushy stuff for a more private venue. Actions speak louder, which was the route he was taking now. Plus, his patience was thinning, if not totally gone.
“What if someone sees us out here?”
Bane swiftly closed his lips over hers; hushing Renee’s questions and inner debate, while thrusting his tongue in her mouth. Slowly, he reached under her shirt as Dru continued to palm her clit. Her bra clasp was around the back, against Dru, so Bane released a claw and casually sliced the front open. Lifting the hem of her top, he stopped the kiss and surveyed the unbelievable sight before him, proud to let prying eyes see his bounty.