“You feel incredible.”She panted with every stroke, getting closer and closer to heaven.
His hands slid up her ribcage to cup her breasts.With one rip, buttons scattered and her blouse hung open in tatters.He cupped the mounds and pinched her nipples through her lacy bra.It was just the stimulation she needed and Luna tightened her pussy as she screamed out his name.
Blaze fucked her relentlessly, as if demon possessed, and just when she thought it was over, another orgasm crested.This time she whimpered as stars burst behind her eyelids.As she came down from her high, Blaze bit into her shoulder and she felt him come deep inside of her.She cursed their lack of a condom, but what was done was done.Being a shifter, she knew he didn’t carry diseases and she’d never been with anyone else.
What about a baby?The thought whispered through her mind, but she shoved it back.One problem at a time.Right now, she was panty-less and had a ruined shirt to deal with.Blaze withdrew from her, kissing the bite on her shoulder, and then she heard him zip up.
“Damn, baby.I’ve never felt anything like that before,” he said, turning her to face him.
She toyed with the tattered blouse and then tied the ends together, hoping it covered enough of her.Blaze smoothed her hair back and leaned down to kiss her lips gently, but what started as a soft caress turned hard and demanding.She melted into his embrace and gave herself to him freely.
“You’re mine.”He growled softly.“Regardless of what happens tonight at the clubhouse, you’re mine, Luna.I’ve marked you, and I don’t give a damn what anyone says or thinks.You’re my mate.”
She let out a shuddering breath at his words and clenched her thighs together to satisfy the hunger building inside of her again.She opened her mouth to respond when the sound of shattering glass interrupted.Blaze dragged her to the window, but kept his body between her and whoever was outside.
“Someone just busted your car window,” he said.
Luna peered around him at the strange man dressed all in black.The figure turned to face the window and the creepy mask over his face sent a shiver down her spine.The sinister coyote face was one used frequently by the Desert Dogs when conducting business of a questionable nature.Her heart raced as she realized they had found her.No more idle threats over the phone.Ricardo had upped the game.
The man outside lit a glass bottle, tossed it through the busted window, gave her a bow, and then took off at a dead run.Blaze tensed, but she held him back.What if the man was trying to lure him away so they could capture her?
“It could be a trap,” she said.“Please don’t leave me alone.”
She watched in horror as the flames caught and her car became nothing but an orange glow.Sirens could be heard in the distance; she hoped someone had seen it happen and called 9-1-1.Reaching for Blaze’s hand, she threaded their fingers together and held on tight.
“Let’s get you out of here before anyone arrives on scene and starts asking questions.If the cops get involved, I won’t be able to handle this my way.”Blaze tugged her outside, let her lock up, then helped her onto his bike.They roared out of the parking lot and made it halfway down the street before the firetruck came into view with two police cars and an ambulance right behind it.
He pulled over and got directions to Luna’s house, then got them there in record time.While she didn’t mind her long legs embracing her….boyfriend?Mate?She didn’t much care that the entire town was getting a look at them.When they reached her home, she unlocked the door and motioned for him to have a seat.
“Since I’m meeting your brothers tonight, mind if I take a shower?”she asked.
“I kind of like you smelling like me.”
Luna smiled.“And I don’t mind smelling like you, but I wouldn’t mind losing the sticky mess running down my thighs.I promise I’ll be quick, and then you can rub up against me and put your scent back on me.”
He seemed appeased.“Wear something that shows your mark.I don’t give a fuck if I did break the rules.I want everyone there to know you’re mine.”
She kind of liked the possessive streak and could easily get used to it, as long as he didn’t get too controlling.Telling her to wear a certain shirt wasn’t so bad.Now, if he decided he was going to dictate who she could be friends with and where she could work, they were going to have some issues.
Luna washed quickly and braided her hair when she was finished.She pulled on a red tank with spaghetti straps and her dark wash jeans.Motorcycle boots hadn’t been a part of her wardrobe in a long time, so she put on her red Converse and hoped they would do.If she was going to be riding around on the back of Blaze’s bike, she’d have to stop by the Harley Davidson store three towns over and buy a pair of sturdy riding boots.
“You about done?”Blaze asked, leaning against her bedroom doorframe.
“I haven’t put any make-up on yet.”
He grunted.“You don’t need any.Why women insist on wearing that shit I don’t understand.You’re beautiful without it.Why do you want to put a bunch of crap on your eyes and paint your lips so that I end up wearing lipstick after I kiss you?”
Well, when he put it that way…
“All right,” she agreed.“No make-up.But I’ve been around a clubhouse before.I know about the sluts that hang out there and they’re going to be painted up and wearing next to nothing.I was just trying not to embarrass you.”
Blaze pushed away from the doorframe and pulled her into his arms.“Honey, none of them can hold a candle to you.Even at your worst, you’ll still look better than them.Besides, the only person you need to impress with your looks is me, and I’ve been impressed since I peered through your cracked window last night.”
Luna smiled.“Just remember… I grew up in that environment.One word from those nasty skanks that hang out in places like your clubhouse and I’m going to fuck them up.”
Blaze threw back his head and laughed.
“It wasn’t supposed to be funny,” she grumped.
