Chapter Five
It was almost two o’clock in the morning when she felt his vibrations. Cold. Calculating. Cruel.
Her eyes flew to the door. The full moon lit her room, and she’d been watching the window all night. She told herself she was just keeping an eye on things, but she knew she was just hoping to keep see Jackson.
But it wasn’t Jackson on the other side of the door.
Bile rose in her throat as fear bloomed. Paul had found her.
He must have sensed her fear because he roared on the other side. It was hardly human, and she screamed. Immediately, the door began to shake. He must have been throwing himself at from the other side.
Jackson had already told her that she’d be the only person in the building, so she knew that no one was coming to save her. She immediately began scouting the room for a weapon. Paul was a powerful shifter. It was only a matter of time before he found his way in.
Panicked, she tried to calm down. There was an assortment of things she could use. The lamp. A wine bottle. The television. But nothing was large enough to take him out cold. Racing to the kitchen, she found a large butcher knife. Gripping it tightly, she slid to the floor and shook.
The door splintered and cracked, and suddenly, she could feel his waves of anger and triumph as clear as day. Looking over the counter, she opened her mouth and screamed.
Paul was mostly in human form. Though his arms and legs had shifted, he was still caging the bear. “Natalie,” he called to her in a singsong voice. “Don’t you want to give me a kiss?” His head turned and their eyes locked.
Natalie jumped up and brandished the knife. “Go away, Paul.”
“Stupid bitch. You thought you could run from me?” he roared. “You thought you could seek protection from another pack? No one is as strong as me! No one!”
He shifted fully into a bear and launched himself at her. Natalie screamed, but Paul never touched her. Out of nowhere, another bear ran at full speed at Paul, and they both tumbled on the floor.
It was clear that they were both powerful. Paul was black and grisly, but this new bear was sleek and grey. Both were angry, but one was protective. She felt his energy reach out to her and comfort her.
Jackson.
Paul must have decided that the fight wasn’t worth it. Or he knew more members of the pack would be arriving soon because he bounded out into the hall and disappeared.
The grey bear turned to her and snorted. Natalie trembled, but she didn’t back down. He didn’t approach her though. After a few minutes of eye contact, he curled up on the floor and went to sleep.
***
She hadn’t slept. Jackson was still passed out on the floor. At least, she hoped it was Jackson. It felt like him, but she was having trouble trusting her own instincts these days.
As the sun rose, she heard the cracking of his bones. Turning her back to allow him some privacy, she waited until the transformation was finished. When she turned, he was staring at her.
And he was stark naked.
Her breath caught in her throat as she quickly averted her eyes. Reaching over, she snagged the edge of the blanket and tossed it his way. “Here you go,” she muttered.
“Are you okay?”
She felt the intensity behind his words, and she finally looked at him. “Peachy,” she squeaked.
“Damn it,” he swore. “Did he hurt you?”
She shook her head. “He didn’t touch me. He’d been in the room for less that two minutes before you showed up.”
Jackson frowned. “But I felt your fear before that. That’s why I came.”
“I don’t know what you mean by that, but I was scared. I could feel him getting close, and I panicked.”
He stormed closer to her and snagged her chin. “Tell me the truth,” he said harshly. “Were you scared of me?”
“You?” she jerked her chin away. “Hardly.”
“Then why are you still holding the knife?”
Her eyes settled on the weapon that she still gripped in her hand. She didn’t even realize she was holding it. With a sigh, she let it clatter to the tiled floor. “Just in case he came back,” she muttered.
“He’s big. Powerful,” Jackson muttered. “But he’s not alpha.”
“Probably because he’s crazy. He only partially shifted so he could taunt me.” She shook her head. “How did he get onto your territory?”
“I don’t know, but I intend to find out.” There was an intense heat behind his words, and she shivered. Without warning, he pushed her up against the wall. Natalie’s heart pounded. This wasn’t fear or aggressions. This was purely sexual. “I was scared for you,” he murmured.
Her hands slowly reached up and tentatively touched his skin. “You had excellent timing,” she whispered.
Jackson leaned down and inhaled. “You are so intoxicating,” he murmured.
“And you’re still coming down from the affects of the shift. I know it can be arousing,” she managed as she swallowed hard.
His hand came up and forced her chin up. She gasped when she saw the lust in his eyes. “It’s not the shift, and you know it, “he murmured, and his mouth descended.
Natalie moaned. His kiss was urgent and demanding, and she was only too happy to comply. Her lips opened eagerly, and her tongue reached out to taste him. Jackson growled and deepened the kiss.
Her hands wrapped around his neck for support. Her legs were already growing weak, but Jackson was soon cupping her ass and pulling her towards him. The sheet did nothing to conceal his erection, and she rubbed herself on him eagerly. “Natalie,” he moaned. “You’re driving me crazy.”
But she hadn’t had nearly enough. As she braced her back on the wall for support, she wrapped her legs around him. Even through her clothes, she rubbed herself on him. Everything inside her was hot, wet, and ready. She needed him.
Suddenly, the wall disappeared. Jackson carried her to the bed and gently laid her down. “If you’re not ready,” he whispered. “We can stop.”
She leaned up and slipped her shirt over her head. “Don’t leave me,” she begged. “Please.”
He closed his eyes as if he was battling his own demons, and then he unwrapped the sheet and pressed his body against her. She shivered as he trailed kisses down her body. There was something entirely new about the way he made her feel. This wasn’t just sex to burn away the extra energy. This was about a desperate need, seduction, and passion.
Jackson stroked her nipples through the thin fabric of her bra, and the erotic sensations cascaded through her body. She struggled to breathe and gain control of her body, but he was already removing her bra. Before she could even react, he had one nipple in his mouth and another one rolling between his forefinger and thumb.
“Jackson,” she cried out. Christ, she was about to come just from this.
“Everything about you is absolutely perfect,” he murmured. Her toes curled, and she whimpered in despair when he finally released her. “Don’t worry,” he said with a smile. “We’re not even close to done.”
He slid her sweatpants down, and she gripped the sheets in anticipation. At the rate he was going, she wouldn’t last much longer. She felt his fingers graze the outside of her panties, and her hips twisted in need. “Touch me,” she begged. “Please.”
“Oh my sweet Natalie,” he breathed. “It would be my pleasure.” He pulled her panties down, and almost immediately, she felt his lips on her inner thigh. It was insane what his kisses did to her. She bit her lip to keep from moaning loudly as she felt the warmth of his tongue trail higher and higher. Suddenly, he slipped a long finger inside her and pressed his thumb gently to her clit.
She reacted violently. Without warning, her climax broke, and she arched her hips up and cried out as she convulsed. He held on, and when her body finally relaxed, she reddened. “Sorry,” she whispered.
Jackson leaned up and captured her lips. “Do not ever apologize for an orgasm,” he said harshly. “I love a woman that can enjoy pleasure, and believe me, if I have my way, you’ll have many more before the night is over with.”
And then he was gone, sliding back down her body. He nipped gently at her outer lips, and she fell back against the pillow. He teased the outside of her most sensitive spot gently until finally, he licked her clit.
Still sensitive, she gasped and gripped his hair. “More,” she urged him. He rumbled in laughter, but he didn’t apply any more pressure. His licks and nips were gentle and teasing, and soon, the tension began to build inside her again.
“Fuck,” she whimpered. Sex had never been like this before. She’d had orgasms and she’d felt passion, but this was love and torment and seduction and pleasure weaved all into one action. The air was thick with need as she tried to arch her hips and urge him to do more. He didn’t need a second signal.
She gasped as he slid two fingers inside her. They curled over that sensitive spot inside her, and his warm and wet tongue slid over her clit. Over and over again, his fingers and tongue urged her higher and higher until she finally peaked. She clawed into the bed helplessly as her orgasm took control once again.
Finally, he released her and slid up. Settling his weight over her, he kissed her gently. She tasted herself on him, and wrapped her arms around his neck. His heaviness settled between her legs, but he made no move to go any further.
“You…I…” she hesitated. What was she supposed to say after that?
“Shh,” he whispered. His finger stroked the skin where her neck and her shoulder joined. “Give your body a minute to rest.”
She’d never been with a man who had that much control before. He’d been playing with her body for close to half an hour, and she knew he was struggling not to force himself inside her. “I want to make you feel good,” she said.
“This morning is about you,” he said as he moved his body away from her seeking hands.
She narrowed her eyes and finally wrapped her fingers around his hard length. “It’s about us,” she insisted, and he moaned.
Resting his forehead on her, he pumped his hips gently into her fist. “If we keep this up much longer, I won’t have anything to give you,” he said as he forced his body still.
“Roll over,” she said with a smile. She was already wet and ready.
He complied, taking her with him. Biting her bottom lip, she straddled him and pushed her torso off him. He was bigger than anything she’d ever had before, and she was desperate to have him inside her.
Slowly, inch-by-inch, she slid down his cock. He stretched and filled her. Jackson’s length twitched and glided over her usual sensitive spot, and she moaned. But when she went further down, she realized that he reached a spot she didn’t even know existed.
All the way in, he pulsed and vibrated against the new area, and she cried out. “So good,” she whimpered.
He gripped her hips. “It’s about to get better,” he said roughly and forced her body up. As he slid out and back in, her nails dug into his skin. He was right. It did get better.
Much better.
Suddenly, she couldn’t get enough of him. She leaned over, licked, nipped, and kissed every inch of skin she could reach as she pumped herself up and down. Side to side. Round and round. No matter how she moved, he felt absolutely amazing inside her.
Her whole body began to shake from a desperate need. If she didn’t find her release, she would simply die. What began as slow and languished movements quickly turned desperate and wild.
Jackson held on to her as he suddenly sat up. The angle changed, and he immediately surged deeper. She squealed but kept going. “Natalie,” he cried out. “God baby, you feel so good.”
She couldn’t even respond. They locked eyes as she continued to move against him, and when her body could take no more, she threw back her head and screamed his name as she finally fell apart.
He moaned, gripped her hips, and pulled her convulsing body down and ground his hips into her. She felt his whole body shake as he emptied himself in her.
Collapsing on the bed, he immediately circled his arms around her and held her as she shuddered on top of him. Never had she come so much in such a short period of time.
Never had she come so hard.
And when she closed her eyes, sleep finally embraced her. She felt no fear and no worry. Only safety and love.