Brock (8 page)

Not one of them had ever done anything but ma
ke her feel welcome. Sandra had asked her to teach her how to talk to her, and Bronwyn had even asked her to teach her and Gabriella as well. She said that since she was going to be a part of this family, everyone, including the children, should learn to talk to her. She looked at Roland when he touched her arm. He handed her a large glass of tea and a plate. That was another thing she’d never been in her life—so full.

They were forever eating
, but no one seemed to get heavy from it. Brock had told her it was because as cats they burned a great deal more energy than humans did. But she wasn’t a cat and he had bitten her on the shoulder and told her that she was burning energy other ways. Then he proceeded to show her how. Christ, the man was a sex machine. She giggled to herself.

She loved him. More than she could
explain to him, but she did try. When she touched him, he would smile at her, and she’d melt. When he kissed her nose, she felt as if he’d handed her a diamond. And when he made love to her, she’d never felt so cherished or loved by anyone. She looked down at the glass, and when she realized someone was tugging on it, she looked up at Roland.

“You want a refill?”
She hadn’t even realized she’d drank it, and apparently had eaten everything on the plate as well. “I have more.”

She
told Roland no but thanked him. He nodded at her and took the plate as well. She knew in that moment that she could never leave there. As much as she thought they’d be safer without her around, she couldn’t leave. She decided it was time to speak to Rayne.

“Will you tell them something for me?”
She nodded.
“Tell them that I have never been happier than I am right now. And for as long as I live, I will never be able to explain to them or repay any of you for what you’ve done for me. Tell them that I love you all so very much.”

Sandra got up first and hugged her tightly.
Then Rayne. Roland even hugged her, and she heard from Ryland too. He told her it was his duty to love her, but she made it easy for him to do so. She laughed as they all told her that she was very special to them. And Keith told her that so long as she kept Brock as happy as he seemed to be right now, she was aces in his book. She looked at Rayne when she realized that she could speak to them all now.

“I was
surprised by that myself. Something else to add you your awesome sauce list that grows daily.”
Em wasn’t sure she could take too much more of anything that involved an awesome sauce. She wondered if it went well with spaghetti and laughed. Sometimes learning new words was fun.

Em was holding the baby when she felt Brock getting close.
She looked at the door and waited for him to open it. She could feel her heart begin to pound hard in her chest, and when someone took little Gabriella, she stood up. As soon as the door opened and he stepped in, she leapt into his arms.

He held her as she rained kisses over his face.
When he took her mouth with his, she moaned and felt as if she could make it now. He lifted his head and grinned at her.

“I could get used to this
, but I don’t think my family will. Ryland is jealous that Bronwyn has never met him at the door this way.”
She looked around the empty room.
“They left before I kissed you. Christ, I missed you.”

“
Let’s go home.”
He nodded and turned with his arms still wrapped around her, and headed out to his truck. She was kissing his throat when he pressed her against the hood of his truck and rocked into her.

“We’re not going to make it if you don’t stop now.”
She nipped at his skin.
“Baby, you nearly killed me twice tonight. If you don’t want me to take you right here, I would beg you to stop now.”

She didn’t want to stop now. And more than that
, she wanted him to take her in the woods like he’d been telling her he would for days now. She looked at the tree line and back at him. He glanced behind him, then at her. She nodded, and he sat her down on her feet.

“Do you want me to hunt you like prey?”
She nodded at him.
“I’m going to be my cat. You understand that, don’t you? He’s very…very aggressive, and may not wait for me to shift all the way before he bites you.”

She smiled at him.
“Will it change me? Will it make me a cat like you if he bites me? I’d like that very much. I want you to make me yours in all ways, Brock. Now, tonight, I want you to change me. Would that be all right with you?”

He didn’t ask her if she was sure. She thought he might
, but he didn’t. He just took her hand and led her to the other side of the truck and opened the door. She was so disappointed that she grabbed his arm to ask him why.

“
We’re doing this at our home so that when you shift the first time, I can take you to the ground and roar out my release. I’m going to change you the moment we get home, and then I’m going to fuck you until you can’t move
.” He kissed her hard on the mouth. “
There will be no going back after this. You’re mine, and no one touches what’s mine
.”

He got in under the steering wheel and gripped the wheel so tightly that she could see his
knuckles as they turned white. He looked over at her, and she could see his cat trying to surface. When she reached out to touch him, he grabbed her hand and held it.

“
You touch me and I’ll take you now
.” She nodded. “
Let me…I can smell you. He can smell you and wants you right now. Just…please don’t touch me or I might…he might hurt you
.”

Nodding
, she put her hands in her lap and sat still. She could feel how close he was and wanted to comfort him, but knew if she tried the same trick from earlier, there would be no stopping him. And as much as she wanted him to take her, she didn’t want him to change her in a truck. When they pulled in their driveway, he told her to get out and strip. She slipped out of the truck and smiled.

Christ, she was going to enjoy this.

Chapter 8

Brock was barely hanging on, and he knew the moment she was standing before him naked he was going to take her. He looked at her in the light from the house as she took off her shirt. He moaned when she leaned over, presenting her ass to him while taking off her shoes. He took off his own shirt as he watched her. Both his beast and his cat snarled at him to strip her now, but he waited for her.

Next
, her bra came off. As she turned to him, she ran her hands over her breasts and cupped them. He reached down and freed his cock as he held onto the steering wheel. If she wanted to tease him, he was going to let her.

She unhooked the closure
of her pants and left the material hugging her around her hips. He licked his lips when he thought of taking her breasts into his mouth and suckling them. When she bent to remove her pants, her breasts bounced slightly and he moaned and wrapped his hand around his engorged shaft. Precum made the slide much easier. When she dipped her fingers into her panties, Brock had had enough and opened his door, took off his pants, and tossed them into the truck.

“
You’re beautiful
.” She never stopped moving her fingers along her pussy. “
Are you wet for me? Do you have juices enough to share with me? Or are you going to make yourself come for me and feed me
? ”

She nodded and held out her fingers to him. Taking them
into his mouth, he moaned at the taste and sucked them clean. He told her he wanted more.

“
I’m all yours.”
He nodded and dropped before her.
“Are you going to eat me? Are you going to make me come here out in the open?”

“
Yes. Then I’m going to bite you. Here and here
.” He ran his fingers along her thigh and then up over her breast. “
Then I’m going to take you to the ground and, like a good bitch, you’re going to roll to your knees and let me fuck you from behind. When I’m coming deep inside of you, I’m going to bite you again and again
.”

He ran his tongue along the top of her panties
, then tore them off her. Her scent hit his nose like she’d sprayed him with it. Licking her apex, he slid his hand up between her legs and slid his fingers into her heat. She was as wet as she was hot.

“You’re so
ready for me. Do you have any idea how delicious you taste? How much I enjoy having you come in my mouth over and over?”
She moaned his name, and he cupped her ass and brought her closer to his mouth. Pressing his tongue past her wet curls and then past her lips, he suckled her clit into his mouth and nipped her.

She came hard, filling his mouth with hot juices that he swallowed down.
Every time she trembled, every time she rolled her hips for more, he felt his beast, not the cat, but the one that really wanted her, snarl to be released. Brock fisted his cock and told her to get to her knees.

Her ass was
presented to him where he wanted it. Her pussy still dripped with her need, and he could smell it. When he moved his cock near her entrance, she rolled back to him and he entered her with a hard punch of his hips. She cried out, and his beast roared.

“He wants to taste you.”
His voice sounded foreign to him, harsh and hard.
“I’m barely holding him back from biting you. I’m sorry, love. But I can’t do this right now.”
He started to pull from her body, but she reached between her legs and cupped his balls.

“Do it, Brock. Let him take me.”
The beast roared out his approval and told him she was his.
“Give me to him. Now, Brock, let him bite me and make me all of yours.”

His canines dropped
so quickly that he hurt. But even as he told her he loved her, the beast yanked her back by her hair and bit her deep in the shoulder. Her screams in his head made him cry out for her, and the beast roared again that she was his as he filled her with his seed.

Brock lifted his head from her bloodied shoulder and threw back his head.
She was theirs, all of theirs. He pulled from her then and snarled at her when she cringed from him. Rolling her to her back, he plunged into her, his cock pounding in her so hard that she moved along the dirt and gravel as he fell atop her. This time when he bit her he felt bone break and her flesh tear. Calming his beast was not possible, and he let him take her.

Even as he came again
, he felt her tighten around him, her body milking his. Brock could feel her body begin the process of the change, and he was both excited and afraid. He lifted her up over him and held her to him as he leaned back on his knees. She was wrapping around him, tightening her grip on his body as she was his cock. When she ran her tongue along his shoulder, he knew she was going to bite him and begged her to do so. As soon as she drew blood, he came again, his saliva pouring into her opened wound. Falling to the ground, rolling so that he took both their weights, he held her to him.

Christ, he had no idea what
had just happened, but he felt that whatever he’d been, that was what Em was going to be when her change was complete. Holding her to him, he looked up at the stars and felt both the beast and his cat rub along his skin. Brock reached for the beast, and when he snarled, he did it back. Closing his eyes, he saw him then.

“You’re mine as well.”
He nodded at Brock
. “I need you to obey me. You’ll get us killed, and maybe our mate, too, if you take me like this again.”

“Danger. She is in danger.”
He told him he knew.
“We will protect what is ours. We will keep her safe.”

Satisfied
that nothing had been accomplished, Brock laughed to himself. The beast was right, she was in danger and they had to protect her. Rolling her to her back, he stood up and pulled on his jeans as he watched over her. Tomorrow he was going to take her out here again and show her how to shift. Picking her up, he wondered if she would even need his help. From what he’d seen so far, she could do anything she set her mind to.

Putting her into his bed
, he covered her up and went to the bathroom. The beast shimmered along his face, as did his cat. They seemed to like each other, and he watched them seemingly chase each other. Turning off the light, he crawled into bed with her, and she rolled over him.

“I love you.”
He kissed her forehead as she snuggled closer. “
I felt them. All of you, I felt them when you bit me.”

“I know
, love. Are you hurt?”
She told him no.
“Tomorrow you’re going to be sore, so I want you to try and rest a bit. Then when I get home tomorrow night we’ll play.”

“Yes. I’ll hunt you and mate with you as a
tigress. They want to claim you as well.”
She sighed heavily, and he felt her fall asleep.

He wasn’t surprised at all to hear her say there
was more than one of her. He had thought she would have to in order to be his mate. As he drifted off to sleep, he felt the beast roll over his skin again, and he felt the comfort from him. Smiling, Brock let sleep take him.

~~~

Wilfred waited for over an hour for the humans to return. He thought about going into their home, but the one other time he’d been inside it he had vowed never to enter again. The place was a sty.

Dishes piled up on every
flat surface in the house. Not just the kitchen, which, as far as Wilfred could see, had never seen either soap or water in months, maybe even decades. He had started to sit in one of the chairs but had heard the one that Harvey Owens had sat in creak loudly. Knowing he was bigger than the human, he stood because he didn’t want to chance falling on his ass. And if he laughed, which he was sure he would, he’d have to kill him, but right now he needed him alive. He glanced around the neighborhood and wondered if anyone around here ever came out at night.

He saw movement just down the street and watched a woman walking her dog com
ing toward him. He started to take a step toward her when he saw a police cruiser flash his lights. The woman leaned into the car, and he heard the driver of the car tell her that she needed to get inside, that it wasn’t safe out this late. As she hurried back in the direction she’d come, he watched the cruiser drive alongside her.

Had he wanted to
, he could have snatched the woman from the sidewalk and had her drained before the cop ever knew what happened. But he could smell someone else coming his way, and he pulled the darkness around him. The large man startled him.

“You’ve no business here.” He looked right at him
, and Wilfred knew that he could see him despite the darkness that held him from others, human’s, eyes. “I said you have no business here. The people who live here are no longer going to serve you, because I have taken care of them.”

“Who are you and what the fuck do you mean
you’ve taken care of them? They were mine.” The man laughed, and it sent a chill down Wilfred’s spine. Since becoming a vampire, Wilfred hadn’t been afraid of anything or anyone, but this man, this vampire, frightened him just a little.

“I am
Baron Wentcroft, master here, and much older than you by many millennium. You have no rights here unless I allow you to. You’ll heed my words or suffer the consequences.” Wilfred believed him, but he wasn’t going to let him know that. “You think to defy me, child? I wouldn’t if I were you. I’m much more than you can handle.” Wilfred pretended indifference when all he wanted to do was bow before this man and offer him his throat.

“What of it
? You say that you’re this great and powerful lord? All I see is a man who hides in darkness and is no better than me. Maybe you should heed me when I tell you that I can do things that you’ve never dreamed of.” He was baiting him, he knew, but he’d learned long ago that bravado was a much better tool than simply using his fists.

The man
laughed. Wilfred wanted to hurt the man but knew that he wouldn’t come out the winner on this round. And something that Wilfred prided himself on was always coming out on the winning side. He laughed, too, but even to his ears it sounded forced.

“You will leave this area tonight and forget you ever heard of
us, much less have a sister. She is no longer yours to touch. She belongs to another, as you are well aware.” Wilfred felt another shiver of fear and glared at the man, who only nodded. “Yes, I know a great deal about you. Your...brother…is very enlightening. You’d be amazed at how much he can give up when he thinks that he is only talking to a friend.”

“Which brother did you speak to?
Tell me his name, or so help me….” He would kill him. Whoever it was might as well meet the sun, because when Wilfred was through with him, he was going to wish for it. The man only tisked at him, shaking his head.

Just l
ike his mother had done when he was a kid and she’d been disappointed in whatever he’d done. She was disappointed in him most of the time, now that he thought of it. Wilfred wondered what she’d think now if she could see the vampire he’d grown to be. Then he remembered that she, too, had tried to kill him. Mother and daughter were so much alike.

“She is well
, you know?” Wilfred asked him who. “Your mother. The care that is being given her now has her on the road to recovery, and she will soon be a member of society again. She will still be troubled with nightmares, but she will regain what you took from her, you and the others.”

“
Took from her? We took nothing from her, but she tried to…you think I care about that bitch? She nearly got us all killed with her stories to the press and the neighbors. She wasn’t supposed to tell anyone, and what does she do? She runs out and tells every fucking person who would stop to talk to her. And that fucking bitch Emma, you think I’m just going to walk away from her? Think again. She’s a good as—”

His voice was cut off
when the man was suddenly close enough that he could see his eyes. The deep blood-red color was a sign the vampire had been pushed too far and he was pissed. He knew that from the one and only time Jimmy had gotten that pissed at their mom and had ordered her killed. Wilfred felt himself being lifted off the ground, and even though he tried to kick out, nothing seemed to work. He hung there, trying to get free, as the man laughed again.

“You’ll go home now or I’ll make
sure you and your entire male family regrets ever leaving your home and coming this far. Consider this your one and only warning, Wilfred Cole. The only one that will save your life. The next time we meet I will not go so easily on you.” Wilfred was slammed against the house. He felt the impact throughout his entire body. As the man came toward him again, Wilfred felt his bladder let go. The man was the biggest vampire he’d ever seen. He made Jimmy look like a little kid. As he grew closer to Wilfred, he could feel his power nearly drip from him. He felt his own fear; fear for his life, and he hated that feeling.

“
Mark my words, young Wilfred, you’ll not feed on any human here so long as you stay on the path you are on. Your family will not feed so long as you disobey me and not return home as I have commanded you to.” He was picked up again, and the man looked down at his wet pants. “You think that I’m frightening now, little boy? Wait until I come back for you. You’ll wish for your mother’s breast to comfort you and the darkness to hide you, but nothing will keep me from you. I will tear you apart as surely as you did all those people in that house.”