by Jenika Snow
“One night I’d gone on a date with the guy, but when he’d dropped me off at home, and thought the house was empty, he wasn’t taking no for an answer. He wanted to come in, wanted to be with me in ways I wasn’t ready for.” She closed her eyes and shook her head, that night fresh in her mind. “But my dad was home, his truck and Harley in the garage, the lights low in the house so it looked empty. He’d been waiting up for me, and when the guy started being rough, it was like my dad just appeared, knowing.” She took another deep breath, not really having brought back this night in her mind in a long time. She’d tried to push it away, or at least bury it. This low sound coming from Jakob had her snapping her eyes open and looking at him. He looked pissed, enraged even.
“I hope your dad fucked him up,” Jakob between clenched teeth.
She looked down at the ground and nodded. “Yeah, to say the least. He pulled him out of the car like he was a ragdoll. I’d seen my dad in the worst of moods before, but this…” She swallowed at the memory. “This was something I’d never seen in him before. The kind of rage that makes a man’s soul dark.” She looked at Jakob again, not realizing she’d torn her focus from him. “My dad is a big guy, and people tend to keep their distance for good reason.”
“I’m glad he was there to protect you,” Jakob said softly, this part of him something she didn’t think she’d ever witness. He was just so big, so intimidating in ways that reminded her of the men in her father’s MC. Hearing this gentle tone come from him was … nice.
“I would have killed the motherfucker just for thinking he could put his hands on you, Saya.”
She swallowed at the sudden ferociousness in Jakob’s voice, but this shiver washed over her, a pleasant sensation at the fact he was acting so protective, possessive of her.
“Because of my actions my father is now in prison, and it’s my fault, no matter what he says. If I would have listened to him, known he was always looking out for my best interest, things wouldn’t have turned out the way they did.”
“Come here, Saya,” Jakob said with determination, and she went over to him. He pulled her on his lap once more, cupped the side of her face, and she couldn’t help but fall into the protectiveness and comfort he provided.
“When I say I know all about violence, darkness, and the likes, I meant it, Jakob.” She smiled and leaned in to kiss him. “I have lived that life, embraced it, love it.” She pulled back and hoped he saw how truthful she was. “I may have sworn off relationships since the incident, and that’s why I ran that first time we met, but I am tired of running, from not letting myself have something that feels so right.”
“Saya,” he groaned her name.
“Being with you feels right on every level, Jakob.”
He leaned forward and rested his head against hers. “It does, baby, fucking hell does it feel incredibly right. But I’m no good for you, Saya. To say you’re too good for me is an understatement, but I want you, and the selfish bastard in me and my bear can’t let you go, no matter what.”
“I’m not too good for you, Jakob. I think we’re perfect for each other.”
“I enjoy killing, enjoy having blood on my hands, but only from those that truly deserve it, Saya. I want you to know that before things go any further.” His stare was unwavering, hard like steel.
Her heart was beating so hard she thought it would burst right through her chest.
“So, when I tell you I am not a good man, I am an animal in every sense of the word, literally and figuratively, I mean it.” He leaned in another inch. “And I want you, want to own your body, make you scream for me, beg me to spank you harder, and give you more, Saya.” He whispered that last part, his bear actually flashing across the surface of his face. His eyes turned dark, his pupils eating up the color of his irises, and causing this chill of excitement to race up her spine.
As all of this washed through her, the emotions, the reality of this situation, she knew what she wanted. “Jakob, how about we stop talking…” She swallowed, her throat so dry, so tight. She wanted to be with him in all ways, and she wanted that now.
He tightened his hold on her face just marginally, but she liked that little bit of pressure.
“If you knew the things I want to do to you, I don’t think you’d be sitting there before me. You’d be running again, just like you did that night at the fight. That was your instincts telling you I’m an animal, bad news, baby.”
She shook her head. “You’re the furthest thing from bad news, Jakob.”
The room was heated, the air thick. There was arousal, tension, but also excitement and anticipation.
She couldn’t help but shiver.
“I will never be a soft and gentle male, never be the one to sit back and let his female go without knowing where she is, or that she’s safe. I have to have control in all things, especially when it concerns my female.” He looked right in her eyes, his pupils still dilated. “And you’re my female, my girl, Saya. I’m a bear shifter, a Grizzly MC Patch, baby, and because of that I’ll be like no man you’ve ever been with.”
“Maybe that’s what I want, Jakob, need in my life because it’s what I’ve been missing.”
He growled low. “When it comes to you I am possessive, territorial, and will fuck up anyone that tries to get in the way of that.” He didn’t say anything for a few seconds, and she knew it was because he wanted his words to sink in, to really resonate in her.
And they did.
He held onto her arm, moved his fingers down to her hand, and stroked his finger along her pulse point, which she knew was beating fast and hard in her wrist. The feeling of those digits pressing in lightly against her radial pulse had everything in her heightening even more. It was that touch, seemingly so small, that had this angry arousal moving swiftly through her.
“You should be afraid, Saya.” He pulled her arm up and kissed the inside of her wrist. “You should be really fucking afraid of me, afraid of the type of man that wants you.”
She was suddenly very hungry for him, even more than she was when this first started. Saya wanted his hands on hers, his teeth on her body, and his cock between her thighs.
“I think we both need to forget about all of this, Jakob. I think we just need to be together, to accept that we were put in each other’s paths for a reason.” She leaned forward and rested her hands on his shoulders, and the feel of her shirt gaping open, and that he glanced down and could most likely see the swells of her breasts rising over her bra wasn’t lost on her.
“You sure you want this, baby?
She nodded without hesitation. “I don’t care if you think you have something very bad inside of you, Jakob. I want you, all of you.”
He lowered his gaze to her nearly exposed breasts.
She took his mouth this time, but she wasn’t easy in her kiss, wasn’t soft or gentle. They didn’t need sweet right now. They both needed brutal and consuming, and something that would make everything else pale in comparison.
Chapter Twelve
Jakob couldn’t hold off anymore. They were at his place, and he couldn’t deny the consuming sensation moving through him. He pulled her close to him and pressed her against the wall probably a little harder than was necessary. But his bear was wild right now, taking control, wanting out to claim her fully.
He speared his hands in her hair and tugged at the strands hard enough she was forced to tilt her head back to accept his kiss. Saya gave as good as she took, and he fucking loved that, loved she wasn’t weak, and could handle herself. The truth was she’d never have to handle her own again, because he’d take care of her. Jakob would make sure no one ever fucked with her again.
The sting of pain from her biting his tongue and lips and the burn of her nails digging into the bare flesh of his biceps had his cock getting so damn hard the fucker hurt. A grunt left him when she bit his lip hard enough the metallic flavor of his blood covered the interior of his mouth. He pulled back, touched his lip, and looked down at his finge
r. The digit was covered in red, and his cock jerked with arousal.
When he lifted his gaze to her, Jakob saw her mouth parted, his blood smeared along her bottom lip. They both were breathing hard, and then he was back on her, mouth fucking her like a fiend.
Her lips were swollen and lightly colored with his blood. He leaned in and swiped his tongue along the bottom swell of her lips to lick it off.
“I should go slow and easy with you—”
“If I wanted slow and easy I’d tell you. I want what you can give me, Jakob. I want what feels right for you, because I know it’ll be good no matter what.” She leaned in this time and tugged at his bottom lip with her teeth. “I just want you and your Grizzly to take me.”
His female was certainly something special, that was for sure.
They were both breathing hard and fast. He moved away only long enough to reach behind her, curve his hands under the crease of her ass, and lift her so she was forced to wrap her legs around his waist. But he wanted her naked.
He wanted her in his room, on his bed, and under him so he could make her feel so fucking good. Turning around and striding down the hall, intent on doing just that, he made sure to press her down on his dick, letting her know how hard she made him. Once inside he shut the door closed with his booted foot and set her on the ground, but kept her close. He didn’t want her moving too far away from him, not now, and certainly not ever. She was his, in all ways.
His bear wanted out, paced back and forth right below the surface of his skin, but he wasn’t going to let the fucker out. His animal was a hungry bastard for their female, and the only thing that would sate this intense sexual appetite was her.
Before he could even tell her to take her clothes off, to get naked for him so he could worship her body, she was reaching out and pulling off his cut. Once that was off she went to work on his shirt, and as much as he wanted to rip their fucking clothes off, just tear the material to shreds and plunge his cock right into the hot depth of her pussy, he let her take this one moment of control. After this moment of surrender all bets were off. Once she was on his bed, Jakob was going to devour her every part of her and have her get off for him.
Once he was bare-chested he wrapped his arm around her waist and looked down at her. “God, I could stare at you all night and it wouldn’t be enough.”
She looked a little embarrassed by his words, but she smiled, the fall of her hair covering her face partially and making one hell of a sexy scene.
“You really want to see me?”
He was confused by her question, but intrigued and turned on to do whatever this female said.
“You fucking know it.”
“Sit on the bed, Jakob.”
He walked over and sat down on the mattress. His dick was like an iron rod between his thighs.
Saya turned around just long enough to push her clothes out of the way, and he got a prime shot of her tiny thong and big, glorious ass. Her bra was transparent, and fuck, was she hot. Every part of her was so incredibly gorgeous that he actually felt his pulse increase just looking at her.
He grew harder at the fact she wasn’t skin and bone. She had curves, lines, and thickness that had him reaching down and grabbing his dick, adjusting the fucker. Saya moved closer and ran her hands over her body. He preferred her in this moment, this sexy sultriness, but also this innocence about her. It gave his imagination a fucking run for its money.
“Move for me, baby. Let me see you work it.” He was being a horny bastard right now, wanting her to dance for him, only him, but fuck, just thinking about it had pre-cum lining the slit at the tip of his dick.
She started swaying her hips, still moving her hands over her breasts, down her rounded belly, and finally stopped right at the junction between her legs. Her mouth parted, and he could see she was getting even more turned on, could hear the way her pulse jumped. Little dots of perspiration lined her forehead, and he wanted to lick that salty wetness off, wanted to have it covering his body because she was losing control.
“Turn around for me, baby,” he said and lifted his hand to move it over his mouth. He felt the day’s worth of stubble line his cheeks and jaw, but his focus on was Saya. It was always on Saya.
She obeyed so fucking nicely, and when her back was to him she looked over her shoulder at him.
“Bend over,” he managed to grind out.
Saya bent at the waist, her glorious ass slightly parting and showing him that little piece of fabric that was tucked between the cheeks.
She spread her legs a little wider, and reached behind her, slipping her fingers under the elastic of her G-thong.
“That’s it, baby. Take it off nice and slow.”
She slowly pulled it down, and he watched that tiny pair of panties move down her thighs and pool around her ankles.
The lights were off in his room, but he saw her as clearly as if she had a spotlight trained on her. Vision trained on her now exposed pussy, Jakob felt his cock give another mighty jerk. The sight of her glossy pussy lips, slightly swollen and red because of her desire for him, had him reaching down once more and covering his jean-clad cock with his hand. There was no doubt he could come just from the sight of her like this.
It was the smell of her sweet pussy, the arousal he felt for her that felt like it could make him combust that had his control finally slipping. All he could smell was her wet cunt, soaked for him, and ready for his cock. His dick was so stiff he wanted to pound into her so fucking hard she couldn’t even walk straight the next day.
He was off the bed and standing behind her, not able to sit still any longer. Jakob grabbed her around the waist, had her turned, and pushed her down on the bed, ass up. He was on his haunches between her thighs a second later, spreading her ass cheeks and closing his eyes to inhale her scent. He placed a hand on the center of her back and made sure she stayed put. Smoothing his hand up her spine, he loved the fact she got goosebumps and that she popped her ass out even more.
And then he was eating her out. The first swipe of his tongue along her pussy lips had her juices spilling along his tongue, had his bear growling out for more.
You are in control.
His bear was now at the surface, growling, snapping, and wanting to shift, to overpower Saya and show her how much she meant to them. Jakob sucked on her pussy a few more times. He forced himself to pull away from her and stand.
“You want this, baby?” he asked, hearing his distorted voice.
She nodded. “Yes. God yes.”
“Then get on your hands and knees for me, baby.”
She panted and moved into the position he’d ordered. He got fully undressed, grabbed his cock, and stroked himself a few times as he looked at her pretty cunt.
He should have gone slow, for sure, but hell, just looking at him had this fire burning him alive.
“Don’t think, Jakob. Just be with me,” she said over her shoulder. He lifted his gaze to her face, saw the stark desire reflected back, and knew this female would be the death of him.
But what a way to go.
“I want you, but I’m afraid I’ll be too rough, too demanding.” It took a hell of a lot of strength to even speak right now, let alone say the words. Jakob had always just taken a female’s ass and pussy, but they’d always been willing, always ready for it. They’d been used to getting fucked that way. Saya might have lived in the MC life, but she was innocent in so many ways.
To me she is, at least.
“I won’t break,” she said softly, her voice thick with lust. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want you, if I wasn’t ready for what you could give me.”
He wanted to fuck her sweet ass, which he would be doing tonight. Grabbing a condom and lube, he had the latex on quickly. He could have come just from looking at her bent for him, her ass and pussy on display. Her bottom was big and round, and so damn juicy that he didn’t stop himself from getting onto the bed and moving his hands over the creamy globes, spreading them and letting th
em fall back in place so they shook slightly.
“Your ass was made for me, Saya baby.” He leaned forward, ran his mouth along the left cheek of her ass, and then did the same to the right. Her flesh tasted sweet, but there was a light sheen of perspiration covering her body, which made her skin slightly salty. Fuck, she tastes good.
She made a small moan as her response, and grabbed the sheets in her hands, bunching the material.
“You want me to lick your pussy until you come, baby?”
“Yes,” she gasped the word out.
“You want my cock deep inside of your cunt, and my fingers in your ass?”
“God, yes, Jakob.”
He needed this, needed to be inside of her, claiming her, stretching her, and making her see he was the only one she’d ever need fucking her. Jakob needed her by his side to help bring some light into his dark, hollow world.
“I want you, all of you, Jakob, no matter what.”
So she wanted it brutal and angry, fierce and consuming? He’d give it all to her and more.
“Please.” That one word was a breathy moan from her. “I love you talking dirty to me.”
“I want you to come all over my dick, to get me nice and soaked from your pussy cream, Saya. I want it all from you.”
She was moaning now, shaking her ass slightly, not to tempt, but because she was getting restless.
“I’m going to fuck you in the ass, baby. I’m going to make you take all of me until there isn’t an inch of you I’m not touching.” He moved his mouth over the small of her back, and licked that little patch of flesh before moving his tongue along the line of her spine. Once at the back of her neck he sucked at the area, wanting to bite her gently. His canines were elongated, his bear right there, ready to take their female.
She didn’t make a noise aside from the little pants and gasps of pleasure that came from her.
“That’s it, baby.” He felt her lift her ass and grind it against his cock, and a deep, guttural groan left him. He knew it was time to really taste that sweet fucking pussy until she was begging him to finally fuck her.