Ann H (4 page)

Chapter
Three

Chili, cornbread, and roasted potatoes
filled Jennifer’s plate at the table in the small cabin next door to the one
that she and Reed shared. Reed slept for a few hours before Brent came pounding
on the door. A wink from him right before he untied her to let his brother in,
then she got to sit on the sofa and watch him cook up a meal. She had to admit,
he could cook.

She watched both brothers eat and make
small talk. The food was good, she just didn’t have much of an appetite, mostly
because she feared what Reed might do once they were alone again. Okay that
wasn’t completely true. She wasn’t afraid of him, but worried about his
intentions. After all, they didn’t know each other so why the hell would he
take her for mate. It wasn’t as if they were at a Gathering. If so, then she
could understand this, but they weren’t so she didn’t.

“Not hungry?” Reed asked, jolting her out
of her thoughts.

“Maybe it’s the company,” she smarted back
crossing her arms over her chest, giving him what she thought was her disgusted
expression.

Reed smiled, wiped his mouth, and then
chuckled before sitting back in his chair. “You know, I have this strong
feeling that your father has never seen this side of you before.”

“I want to go home.” Jennifer stood up
quickly from the table, knocking the chair she was sitting in over. She went to
the bags of new clothes that Brent bought her, snatched one up, and headed for
the bathroom. “Right now!” she yelled right before slamming the door closed.

On instinct, she locked the door then
quickly dug into the bag looking for the new shoes he bought. The clothes be
damned! She had no intention of wearing them or staying long enough to use
them.

As quietly as she could she opened the
bathroom window and started her climb out. However, like all the things that
seemed to be happening to her lately, this little escape wasn’t to be as easy
as the first one. Hands grabbed hold of her from under the arms, pulling her
out of the window hard once she had her upper half out.
 

“Hey!”

“Not going to happen a second time.” Reed
didn’t let her down only carried her around the house and back inside. “Brent,
think it’s time for you to leave.”

“Yeah, me too,” Brent smiled. “I’ll talk
to you in the morning some time.”

Once Brent left the cabin, she knew the
battle would be over, or would it just begin? Jerking out of his hold, Jennifer
put as much distance as she could between them. The sun was setting, the rare
moon once shining with more of the redness causing her to feel the first stage
of an unexpected cycle. Not a good thing when you’re locked up with a male that
is also being affected by the damn thing.

“This has gone on long enough,” she said.
“You need to let me go home before things get out of control.”

“Oh baby, they’ve already gotten out of
control.” He took one-step forward, reached behind him, and pulled his shirt up
over his head, tossing it away.

Her mouth went dry at the sight of his
bare chest. Sure, she felt the damn thing, but lord help her now at what she
saw. Ripple after ripple of muscles and power that moved when he took a breath
and when he moved his arms. There was no way in hell she would be a match for
him. She had a pretty good idea once he touched her, skin to skin, and then her
cycle would force her to mate, just like his heat would force him to claim.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
she gasped when his hands went to the belt around his jeans.

He stilled for a moment, one eyebrow going
up again. “You figure it out sweetheart.”

“You’re out of your fucking mind if you
think I’m going to let you mate me.”

The belt came undone followed by the snap
of his jeans and the zipper going down. She lost it when she got her first look
at the crest of his cock straining for release. Just that peek and it hit her
how fucked she really was—and soon going to be.

“Oh shit!” she gasped, turning her back on
him as he finished undressing. “This can’t be happening to me.” One touch and
she knew without a doubt in this world that she would melt. Already the unexpected
cycle was building, picking up the scent of a male, drawing her to mate.

“You feel it, don’t you?” he asked and
walked quietly up behind her. When she felt him right at the back of her neck
it made her jump and turned around. With wide eyes, she stared up at him, so
close she could feel his body heat knowing it came from “the pull of the moon.”

“This is madness,” she whispered, closing
her eyes when he reached up, touching the side of her face.

“A full moon madness,” he whispered back
right before his lips touched hers.

True to what she felt, she melted into
him. The one touch was all it took and Jennifer could no longer think as to why
this was all wrong. The need to feel, to be claimed, taken and mated overcame
her, tossing her into a need she never experienced before. She leaned into him.
His arms went around her and she leaned into the kiss. Her shorts fell from her
hips to the ground.

Strong hands gripped her ass, squeezing,
parting the flesh before picking her up. She didn’t hesitate in wrapping her
legs around his hips and moaned into the kiss at the feel of his cock touching
her heated mound. The longer he kissed her the hotter she became, and all
Jennifer could think about was what would it would feel like when that moon was
full.

Reed walked with her to the bed and how he
got her shirt off she had no clue. By the time he lowered them both to the bed
she was as naked as him. Not once did he stop kissing her, only deepened it as
they lay on the bed. Heads slanted, tongues dueling and his hands roamed all
over her body.
 

First touch, first real kiss, and she
forgot to tell him. Fingers found the core of her pleasure. Her clit got the
first real touch from a male and she shivered under him in bliss. He rubbed as
he kissed her, slowly moving his lips from hers, down her chin to her throat
and lower still. She didn’t even realize that he had lowered his own body down
on hers until she felt his breath touch the wetness of her pussy.

Her need was upon her, so there would be
no denying him now. A glance from him and she parted her legs wider, inviting
him to take and give, to ease this ache she felt building inside her.
 

Reed parted the slick folds and licked
her. Jennifer couldn’t keep the moan still behind her lips. She closed her
eyes, pressed her head into the pillow, and let it out, grabbing his hair,
urging him on. He took the hint and began a feast that stole her breath away.

Licking, sucking, even a nip here and
there. Jennifer pumped her hips up welcomed the fingers that sank deep inside
her and raced for the pleasure he gave. Every nerve ending in her body felt as
if it came alive and was all pointed down between her legs. Fingers pumped into
her fast as lips closed around the clit, sending her through a tidal wave she
never experienced before. She cried out, tightened her legs around his head, as
the climax hit, not even noticing she screamed during it.

Back up her body those lips moved,
stopping to suck on each breast, making the nipples ache in need also. Higher
those kisses moved up just as he moved her legs up around his hips and the
heated crest of his cock touched the wet, swollen folds of her pussy.

Jennifer thought she was too far-gone not
to turn back. She needed the relief and didn’t care any longer that she was
about to be mated to this male. A male she didn’t know and who didn’t know her.
All she cared about was getting the release. Her cycle hit just then and she
jerked, her hips going upward, bumping into his cock. Reed groaned, reached
down between them, and rubbed the head up and down the slit.

“Do you want to tell me now?” He sounded
raw, rough when he spoke.

She didn’t know what he was talking about.
Jennifer tried to focus on his face and understand what he asked, but she
couldn’t. “What?”

“What you’re trying to hide from me.” The
head pushed into her and she arched again, moaning. “Tell me now.”

“Please!” she begged, tossing her head
back and forth. “Please.”

He growled and surged into her. Jennifer
screamed at the burning, splitting pain that came with it as he broke through
her innocence. She heard him swear, but it didn’t still him either. Reed
plunged into her, took her like a male would take his female, claiming her, and
branding her as his.

It felt like something overcame them both.
She could see the half-red moon outside, shining on them both. It pushed them
together, fluid them, stated he claim her, and neither could do a damn thing
about it except for go alone with it and let the moon have what it wanted.

Jennifer held onto him tight, her nails
dug into his sides as he thrust in and out. Each motion inward gave her a surge
of pleasure. His body pressed onto hers, chest rubbed against chest and his
lips sucked at the marking on her shoulder.

His steady motion had her unable to
process it all. Each feeling each sensation held her in a tight web of pure
ecstasy. She wanted to moan, wanted to cry, hell she wanted to scream at him to
never stop and then to stop all in the same breath.

Reed must’ve been able to tell when she
hit her peak. His thrust became faster, harder and right before it hit he bit
down hard on her shoulder, over the mark he made in front of her father.
 

Jennifer screamed and dug her nails deep
and hard into his sides. Reed also cried out, his hands going under her to her
ass, squeezing so hard she knew without a doubt she’d have hand print bruises
there come morning.

She thought that it might be over, but it
wasn’t. Reed shocked her by rolling over to his back, taking her with him. On
instinct alone, she sat up and crossed her arms over her chest. The move took
him deeper inside her and she gasped at the full feeling she got. When she
looked down at him, she saw that his eyes were bright red.

“If you had admitted to me you were still
a virgin, I would’ve taken things slower.”

“You don’t give me the impression that you’re
the kind of guy to take anything slow.”

He smiled, hands rubbing up and down her
legs. “You got me there.”

“Am I allowed to take a shower?”

“Not alone you’re not.” She shivered,
closing her eyes for a second. Opening them back up she looked over at the
window and at the half-red moon. “I can still smell it,” he said, his voice
filled with passion still.

Quickly she looked back at him. “What?”

“Your need.” He sat up, wrapping his arms
around her. “I was told once that on a red moon, males tend to share their
mates. I also found that hard to believe, but I have this strange feeling I
know why now.”

“And that is?”

“It’s your need.” A finger went down the
middle of her back, causing her to shiver again. “It’s stronger, more
demanding, and the only way we can help you is by bringing another into our
bed.”

Her eyes widened at that statement, and
yet with the way she felt at the moment, having him still deep and very hard
inside her, she couldn’t stop her womb from contracting around him. The
statement alone seemed to give her a very tiny orgasm.

“Oh, you like that idea I see,” he purred.

“No,” she breathed out, unable to stop
herself from moving her hips, doing the very same thing he did to her.

Her clit began to throb and Jennifer moved
her hips on her own. She watched Reed close his eyes at her movements, hands
back on her ass, guiding her, going with the flow as she fucked him this time.

“Yeah, just like that,” he sighed. “Take
me and think about that other male in our bed, come moon night.” He parted her
ass, pulled it until she felt a slight burn from the two globes being parted.
“But who will you take where? Do I get the sweet, tight pussy here or am I the
one to sink into your ass?” Two fingers suddenly pushed into her rear and
Jennifer couldn’t stop the climax from hitting.

Before she came down from it, Reed once
more changed positions. He had her back on the bed, face down coming up behind
her. With a yank, Jennifer found herself up on all fours. She waited, expected
him to thrust back into her and take her hard once more, but he didn’t.
Instead, she felt teasing fingers at her pussy, moving backward to the unused
entrance of her ass.

“I’m taking it all right now,” he growled.
“Everything you have is now mine. Say it!”

She hung her head down, feeling defeated
right then. “It’s all yours,” she whispered.

Biting her lip, she also held her breath
at the feel of his cock pressing at the entrance to her rear. It felt like it
wouldn’t give, but Reed made it so. She felt a pop followed by a deep burn and
stretch as he sank his thick cock into her.