Big Bad Bite Returned (Big Bad Bite Series Book 3)

by Jessie Lane

  She missed his strong arms holding her at night. Missed the way he clutched her as if he was afraid she would disappear in his sleep.

  That didn’t mean the man had totally ignored her since she had come home from the hospital. On the contrary, he wouldn’t let her lift a finger to help herself. Adam cooked her meals, helped her in and out of the shower, and even helped her get dressed every day. What he didn’t do was kiss her, hug her, or even say I love you.

  Whatever the fuck she had done, or hadn’t done, was bad. Her mate was beyond hurt, and here she lay like a jackass, completely clueless as to what she had done wrong.

  The closest she had gotten to a clue was an answer to one question.

  Three days ago, Jenna had asked him in anger if he didn’t want to be mated to her anymore and his response had been an eye opener.

  “That’s not it. You’re my whole life, Jenna. I want to be mated to you until the last breath I take. But I want all of you, not just part of you.”

  She had yet to figure out what the hell that meant. Hadn’t she given every part of herself to him? Her love, her body—hell, even her virginity? She had placed all her faith and trust in him, when she had been taught her entire life that she couldn’t trust anybody at all, because they would kill her for being the demon/shifter hybrid she was.

  What more could the man possibly want from her?

  Suddenly, she had to roll over on her back because her shoulder started to cramp. Running her hand over the bandage, trying to soothe the spot, Jenna wished she had Adam’s healing abilities. She might be on the mend, but it was slow. In fact, she had a whole week to wait before she could start physical therapy. If she had Adam’s, or any other shifter’s healing abilities, she would be back to normal already. It was really fucking frustrating to still hurt when she had so many other things on her mind.

  Gently massaging her shoulder up into her neck, she ran her fingers over Adam’s bite mark. The scar tingled where she touched it, reminding her of the night he had given it to her. It was after he had gone practically rogue, running off into the woods after hearing her flatline in the hospital.

  After the hospital staff had revived her and she had come to, she had learned of Adam’s situation and had gone looking for him. Still weak, she had hiked that forest until she had found a partially shifted Adam raging in the woods.

  The man had claimed her in every way the moment he had realized it was truly her and not some sort of mirage to haunt him. His bite had been harsh and needy, yet she didn’t regret her mate bite at all. If anything, she cherished the scar because it showed how much Adam loved her.

  Massaging the stiff muscles around her shoulder, she looked over at Adam’s back again, still thinking about that day.

  Damn. That wasn’t even that long ago. Going on five months, really. So, she had scared her mate twice in less than five months by making him worry that he was going to lose her. She couldn’t imagine what she had put the poor man through. If anything ever happened to Adam, she didn’t think she would survive the loss. Even if she did survive by some miracle, he had filled her life with so many mementos and memories that she would have them to keep her company on the lonely nights. Like her mate mark. She would always be able to look in the mirror and see proof of Adam’s love and commitment to her.

  As she stared at the smooth, creamy skin stretched over her mate’s strongly built back, she thought of Adam’s responsibilities to the pack. If anything happened to her, he needed to try to go on for the sake of the pack. That somehow seemed unfair to him.

  She had told Adam when they had first started dating that she wanted their mating to be equal in all ways. In truth, they were on uneven ground. Adam carried a load of responsibilities that Jenna would never have to worry about.

  Moving her hand back up to massage her way from her neck to her shoulder again, her fingers brushed over her mate mark for the third time as she stared at Adam’s wide, exposed shoulders, and it hit her. Adam had no mate mark. Could that be what he was so hurt about?

  Her memory flickered back to the time they had spent in that bathtub, talking about mate marks, what they were, and what they represented. Jenna had promised him then that, if they mated, she would give him a mate mark, too. It wasn’t expected of the female, as Adam had explained the custom, but he seemed to love the idea that she would put her mark on him.

  That was it!

  How in the hell had she missed that before? God, she felt like such an idiot.

  For the big, strong alpha her mate was, he was also extremely sentimental when it came to her. The man she loved wanted his mate mark, and he was hurting because she had yet to give it to him. It was the only thing that made sense.

  Excitement surged through Jenna, but she made herself lie still as she plotted how and when she would fix this problem. She would need a little more time to heal. She couldn’t wait too long, though. As soon as she had the strength to do it, she would.

  Running her fingers one more time over her own mate mark, she traced the grooves of his teeth marks and the puckered flesh of the scar.

  Jenna was proud of her mark … so now it was time to give Adam a mark that he could be proud of, too.

  She would have to get creative on how she could make it pleasurable. Adam was able to partially shift so that his wolf’s canines sliced cleanly through her skin and flesh to give her the mark. With Jenna’s inability to partially shift because of her hybrid genetics, she would have to find a way to distract Adam with pleasure so that, when she did bite him with her blunt human teeth, it wouldn’t seem to hurt as much.

  A plan started to form in her head, and as she turned on her side and snuggled up to her mate’s back, she kissed him on the shoulder where she hoped to bite him very soon, before falling asleep.

  Dreaming of all the ways she might pleasure Adam until he was out of his mind with lust so that she could finally give him that big bad bite he craved so much were the best dreams Jenna had ever had in her whole life.

  Chapter

  8

  Jenna

  One Week Later…

  The time had come.

  Jenna rotated her shoulder in a slow circle, wincing at the small bite of pain there. She still hurt a little, but she was well enough to put her plan into action.

  Today was the day she was going to fix things between her and her mate. Now all she had to do was lure him into her little trap. The man was still cranky, and would therefore be stubborn, but by the time Jenna was done with him, he should be happy and relaxed.

  Stopping the rotation of her arm on her bad shoulder, Jenna looked herself over in the mirror and worked up some courage.

  She no longer had to wear a bandage. The wound had healed into a bright-red, angry scar.

  Ignoring the bullet hole pucker of skin, she scanned the rest of her body. For a woman who had been resting for two weeks straight, she still had it. Dressed in Adam’s favorite red bra and panty set, Jenna ran her hands down her body and assured herself her male would like what he saw. If he balked, though, she might have a hard time getting her plan into motion.

  Walking out of the bedroom, Jenna headed toward the living room where Adam was sitting, watching a baseball game. Her nerves felt like butterflies dancing in her stomach, but she took a deep breath and made herself move forward until she was standing between him and the television screen.

  Nostrils flaring, Adam sucked in a deep breath at the sight of Jenna damn near naked in front of him. She could smell the lust rolling off him, and watched with pleasure as his cock slowly started to bulge in his pants. It was good to know that her mate still found her attractive with her new scar.

  Cocking an eyebrow, Adam asked, “What are you up to, mate?”

  “I want to fix the problems between us, Adam.”

  A small look of disappointment crossed his face. “Sex isn’t going to fix it.”

  Taking a deep breath, Jenna shored up her courage, hoping for the be
st. “This isn’t just about sex. I promise.” Holding her hand out in invitation, she asked the most important question she had ever asked him. “Do you trust me?”

  It felt like a lifetime between the time she asked and the time he finally responded, but in reality, it was merely seconds. Giving her a solemn look, Adam answered, “With my life.” Then he placed his hand in hers and hoisted himself off the couch so that she didn’t hurt herself trying to pull him up.

  Leading him back to the bedroom, Jenna stopped at the foot of the bed and turned Adam to face her.

  Fisting the bottom of his T-shirt, she glanced up through her lashes and reminded him, “Just remember, this isn’t only about sex, okay?”

  He nodded and raised his arms in the air so she could pull his shirt off and over his head. Once his upper half was naked, Jenna reached down to unbutton and unzip his jeans. Pulling them down his thick legs, along with his boxers, she squatted in front of him to help him out of his pants as his hard erection bounced just inches from her face.

  Standing up, she turned Adam so that his back was facing the bed, the backs of his legs against the end of the bed. Then she pushed his chest to make him fall backward, watching as all of him bounced once before settling into the mattress.

  Jenna walked over to her dresser and got the one thing she needed to make this plan work—a blindfold. She needed Adam to focus all of his senses on what she was doing to his body, and she had read the best way to do that was sensory deprivation. If he couldn’t see what she was doing, then the rest of his senses would surge to the forefront.

  Her mate sent her a curious look when he saw the black silk in her hands, but he didn’t say a word. Instead, he just lay there in anticipation of what was about to happen.

  Jenna crawled on her hands and knees over Adam’s big body until she was straddling his hips. Her core was rubbing the hard, hot length of his erection through the thin satin of her panties, and she almost moaned at the contact. It felt so good.

  Curling one finger, she motioned for him to sit up in a come-hither move, and Adam sat up slowly, not stopping when he was sitting upright, but moving in and placing his lips on her own, kissing her breathless.

  Pulling back, Jenna smiled sensually at him and held the blindfold up between them. “I’m going to put this on you, and then I’m in charge for a little while, agreed?”

  He cocked his eyebrow at her imperviously, but eventually nodded in agreement.

  She reached up, placed the black material over his eyes and then secured it with a tie at the back of his head. Once the blindfold was in place, she then leaned back and put a little space between them.

  Adam growled in displeasure, but not for long, as Jenna brought her hands up and started running them over his chest. Tracing the muscles, memorizing the expanse of hard flesh covered in creamy skin and freckles. She circled her fingertips over his hard nipples, relishing the hiss she got out of him.

  As she touched him, running her hands up and down his body, from his abdomen and back up again, Jenna could feel her body heating up. The folds of her sex were slick with desire, wanting to feel him inside, stretching and filling her. She forced herself to be patient, though, carrying on with her plan to tease him.

  Scooting back, Jenna positioned herself so that she was on her hands and knees, her mouth hovering over his erection. She could tell Adam knew what was coming because, as she breathed out a hot breath onto his flesh, his cock jumped a little at the sensation, making her smile. She watched through hooded eyes as he braced his sitting position by putting his hands down on the mattress behind him.

  Leaning forward, she took the head into her mouth, moaning at the taste of him. She circled her tongue around his flesh as she moved slowly down his length. Once she reached the base of him, his length pushing into her throat, Jenna hollowed out her cheeks and sucked as hard as she could while slowly pulling back to his tip.

  Adam’s hips bucked at the sensation, and he growled in pleasure, “Fuck, that feels amazing.”

  Glancing up his body through her lashes, Jenna could see a red flush spreading across Adam’s cheeks as she moved her mouth over him. The salty taste of him in her mouth filled her senses, and she had to remind herself to concentrate on what she was doing and not get lost in the pleasure of making her man feel good.

  “I can’t take much more of this, mate,” Adam growled as he reached out and caressed the back of her head.

  Throwing his head back, he then groaned again as she pulled her mouth off his length and used her tongue to teasingly lick him up and down his shaft. A small bead of pre-come emerged from the tip of his cock, and Jenna made sure to lick it off.

  “Damn, baby, suck my cock again. Fuck, that felt good.”

  Jenna didn’t bother with words. None were needed. She bent her head back down and took him into her mouth once again, from tip to base, speeding up her movements as she sucked him off. She damn near felt drunk on his taste and knew she needed to move on to the next part of her seduction, but she wanted just another moment or two of him like this—powerless to her.

  When she flicked her tongue over his head, he groaned in agony. She continued to play with the small sensitive spot on the underside until he was demanding she give him more.

  “You’re trying to make me crazy. Get that ass up here so I can fill you up. I want to feel your tight, wet walls wrapped around my dick.”

  Jenna pulled her mouth off Adam’s cock and sat up, straddling his body again. The moment her core was rubbing against his now wet length, Adam growled in frustration, ran both hands down the sides of her body until they reached her panties, and quickly tore them off, casting them over to the side of the bed.

  The moment her flesh was free and rubbing against his own, he grabbed hold of her hips and snarled, “I need to feel you now. It’s been too long!”

  Jenna reached down and positioned his tip at her entrance.

  Adam tried to surge forward in a quick move, but she pulled back.

  “Ah, ah, handsome, I want to take this slow.” And that’s exactly what she did.

  Bit by bit, she sat down on his length as Adam clenched his jaw with impatience. She loved his dominance and knew she would only have control for a little bit longer. It was driving her mate absolutely crazy that she was taking things at this agonizingly slow pace.

  Which was part of the plan.

  Adam clenched his hands on her hips as she guided herself up and down the hot, wide length of his cock. She could feel her sex rippling around him, edging her closer to her own orgasm as she continued to ride him at a leisurely rate.

  “Fuck, baby, you need to move faster,” Adam growled as he tipped his head back and thrust his hips up into her body.

  Jenna realized she was close to losing control. It wouldn’t be long before the very feel of him inside of her, kissing her womb, would send her over the edge into her own bliss. Her mate was right, and it was time to speed things up.

  Pulling herself up until only the tip of him was inside of her, she quickly impaled herself again on his length, crying out at the move.

  Adam stroked her back with one of his hands as he encouraged her to move faster and faster over him. When she could feel his length start to twitch inside of her, she knew it was time to finish what she had started.

  Leaning forward, she hovered her mouth over the spot where his neck met his shoulder, waited to slam herself down on his heavy stalk one more time, and then used her blunt human teeth to bite through his skin until she tasted blood. Perhaps she didn’t have shifter canines, but she had the determination of a woman who wanted to show her man how much she loved him, and that was why she was able to bite him hard enough so that he screamed in both agony and pleasure.

  The bite sent Adam over the edge until he was furiously moving up inside of her, slamming himself home over and over again as she finally let go of his shoulder. His moans turned into growls of pleasure, and then he bucked upward one last time an
d was coming inside of her, filling her up with his release, the warm jets triggering her own orgasm.

  As he throbbed inside of her, Adam let go of the hand on her back, reached up, and ripped off the blindfold. With his other hand, he clenched her hip, holding Jenna to him securely as she licked Adam’s blood off her lips.

  The love and lust that filled his gaze was perhaps the most precious thing she had ever seen, and she knew without a doubt that it was another one of those memories that would always be with her.

  Looking down at the mark he had just received, then back to her, he reached up to cradle her face with both hands. “Thank you, mate.”

  Jenna reached down to cradle Adam’s face as well, then fervently said, “No, thank you for loving me enough to let me figure it out on my own.”

  Adam leaned forward and gently kissed her lips, before whispering against them, “I finally have all of you.”

  Jenna shook her head and told him the truth. “You already owned all of me, heart and soul.”

  Epilogue

  Kent

  It had been two and a half weeks since his partner had been shot, and Kent could still see it in his head like a nightmare, as if it was happening that very moment.

  He had called a few times to check on her, but the need to see her with his own eyes and make sure she was okay was too strong to resist. That was why he was standing on the McPhee pack alpha’s doorstep about to knock, when the door swung open and Adam McPhee, the pack alpha, stood on the other side of it.

  Kent was taken by surprise, not because the other man had answered the door before he had knocked, nor because said man was half-naked with no shirt. No, he was a bit bug-eyed at the fact that Adam’s shoulder looked like a rabid beaver had attacked him.

  “What the fuck happened to your shoulder?” he snapped before thinking.

  The alpha’s mouth spread into a grin bigger than Kent had ever seen from him, and then he gave him a wink. “Let’s call it a love bite and leave it at that.”