Foxy on the Run: Book One, Supernatural Bounty Hunters Novellas (8 page)

Jackson
awakened something in her she didn’t know existed. Before now sex had always been something that was ‘okay’ and something you did with your boyfriend because you had to.
But with Jackson... she was desperate to be with him.

Moonlight streamed through the window illuminating his handsome features.
This might just be her last chance...

Boldly
Carly cupped his face and pulled him down to her.
Her fox wantonly spurring her on
. Surprise briefly flashed over his face before quickly being replaced by lust.
His wolf enthusiastically encouraging him
. His mouth met hers for an unexpectedly gentle kiss. He nibbled on her bottom lip until she opened for him, and then his tongue pushed into her mouth glorying in the taste of his little fox.

Jackson
ran his hand down her body, lightly kneading her breasts before cupping her mound. She gasped into his mouth as his fingers traversed her folds. She’d been in a heightened state of arousal since the moment she met him, it wouldn’t take much for her to explode.

He pushed the rough pad of his thumb against her clit and
twirled a thick digit inside her channel. He was delighted to find her so wet and ready for him. She moaned into his mouth as he began thrusting his finger in and out, whilst his thumb rubbed her sensitive nub.

Carly
began moving her hips against him desperate for more. He added another finger, and then another. She clutched her hands to his shoulders holding him firmly as the tight coil of pleasure within her grew and grew. Feeling her nearing release he sped up his movements and within seconds she was flying.

She cried out into his mouth as her body was
assailed with pleasure. Her fox pranced around like a cub. Finally pulling away from him she threw her head back closing her eyes and reveling in the feelings gushing through her quivering body.

Jackson
chuckled softly. “Damn foxy, you’re beautiful when you come.”

She giggled
contentedly as her body came down to earth. He slipped out of her grasp to grab a condom and she mewled at the loss. Within seconds he was back. Opening her eyes she gasped at seeing his claws. He grinned at her wolfishly before slicing through the shirt she was wearing.
His shirt.

He ran his hands down her naked body
enjoying the feel of her smooth, creamy skin. He growled hoarsely. He climbed over her and she eagerly locked her legs round him. He positioned himself with the tip of his cock nudging against her entrance. Clasping her wrists he pushed them over her head trapping her beneath him. Seeing her prone and submissive beneath him sent his wolf wild.

He felt his fangs lengthen and his eyes blazed amber. Her lips curled upwards as her own fangs came out and her eyes flicked to dark orange.
Their animals were coming out to play
.

Roaring he
swiftly plunged inside her. She squealed as he stretched and filled her. He rocked into her until finally he was buried to the hilt. He set a fast and hard rhythm, driving inside her with such force that she squeaked with each thrust.

Jackson
laced his fingers with hers and she squeezed his hands, enjoying the sweetness of holding hands whilst he plundered her body so deliciously roughly. She dug the heels of her feet into his ass, urging him on. He sped up his movements twisting his pelvis, crashing his pubic bone against her clit.

Wonderful darts of pleasure coursed through
Carly’s body. She bucked her hips against him as the added sensation sent her spiraling toward her orgasm. Leaning up she keenly sought his mouth, kissing him fiercely. She licked her tongue over his fangs and nipped his lips.

Finally he
plunged into her violently, pushing her over the edge. He stilled for a second as lightning shot from his spine to his balls and he exploded in orgasm. He pulled back his head and roared with his wolf as she yipped feverishly with her fox.

Carly
jerked underneath him as her inner muscles clamped round his manhood, sucking and milking. Jackson nestled his head into her shoulder and planted soft butterfly kisses into her flesh as he enjoyed the aftershocks of their releases.

“Wow that was... incredible foxy.” She gurgled in response.
Words were too much work at that moment.

Grudgingly he slowly pulled his softening manhood
from her throbbing sheath. Carly whined but didn’t move a muscle. She didn’t think she could even if she wanted to. Her body felt as soft as cotton. In that moment she could care less about the outside world. All her troubles felt distant and unimportant. A tidal wave could be headed their way and she wouldn’t bat an eyelid.

Jackson
disposed of the condom and slid back underneath the covers pulling her to him. He draped her body over his.
Man, woman, wolf and fox all sighed contentedly as they drifted off to sleep
.
Mine
.

Chapter Nine

The next morning Carly stretched her aching limbs across the bed. She found Jackson’s side of the bed disappointingly empty.
Her fox mewled for a few moments. She had been hoping for a repeat of last night, although she was still kind of sore. It had been a while since she’d last had sex and never with someone quite so... large? Strong? Powerful? Pant-wettingly magnificent?
All of the above
. Perhaps a little recovery time was called for.

She heard the soft patter of the shower. Jackson was in there right now, water rolling off his glorious
naked body...
Her sex was suddenly awake and raring to go!

Carly sighed
. As much as she would actually love to spend all day in bed with him there were more pressing matters to attend to.
Like her murder charge...

Kicking back the covers she clambered over the bed
.
Time to find some clothes
. She started rooting through his wardrobe for something suitable.

Pulling open a draw she was a little taken aback to find
it half full of woman’s underwear.
Damnit!
She’d never thought to ask him if he had a girlfriend. Their time together had been brief and intense; there hadn’t really been that much time for small talk.

Well he can’t like
his girlfriend that much considering how flirtatious he had been with Carly,
not to mention what they did last night...

Carly
huffed thinking about the kind of woman Jackson would date. Her claws sprung forth imagining her supposed love rival. She was probably six feet tall, blonde, stacked and most likely not currently under arrest for murder.
Bitch
. Her fox yowled crossly.
Well let’s see what kind of underwear the skank wears.

She pawed through the draw. The underwear was a lot bigger than she expected. Not the slender model
size she had assumed. Actually this was all in her size, and she had a bra just like the red one. And she had that red thong, and the green panties with daisies on and her blue pair with the lace had the same small tear in it as this pair.
Right this was all hers. She was a little embarrassed it took her so long to realize that fact.

Jackson sauntered out of the bathroom
naked towel drying his thick silky hair. ‘Little Jackson’ was already at half mast and began twitching when Jackson saw her. His face held an inane grin that faltered when he saw what she was holding.
Uh oh
.

Carly
opened and closed her mouth like a goldfish. “Why... I don’t... why do you have my underwear?”

Red dusted his high cheek bones. He tried to shrug nonchalantly.
“I thought I might need them...”

She didn’t really need to know
that he had taken them because he just liked holding them;
it calmed him down
. And she definitely didn’t need to know that he’d had one pair of panties in his pocket back at her motel room. Unfortunately he was forced to leave them behind when he shifted and shredded his clothes.
It was a pity as the turquoise thong had been his favorite
.

Carly
narrowed her eyes. “For what?”

Think fast
. “In case I needed to scry for you... Alma who works at the agency is a witch...”
Whew, well done
.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! You took six of my bras and ten pairs of panties
, and brought them here and kept them in your own underwear draw because you thought you might need them to scry for me?”

“Well when you say it like that it sounds dumb.”
And technically it was eleven pairs of panties
.
Maybe he could buy her a new pair of the turquoise; maybe she would model them for him
.

Carly
laughed in exasperation. “How on earth could you say it so it didn’t sound dumb?!”

“
Well in my defense it’s not like I just broke into your apartment to take your underwear, I also took your purse, your cell phone, your mail, a box of sugar cookies and a quart of milk from your refrigerator.”
That sounded better in his head
.

She raised her eyebrows.

Jackson shrugged. “I was hungry and I was out of milk.” Chasing foxes was hungry work.
Well chasing this one was.

“
That’s not really much of a defense... You took my mail?”

“Yeah see, now the underwear thing doesn’t seem so bad.”
Yep there was a bright side to everything.

“
Yeah the underwear thing just makes you a perv but the mail thing makes you a felon.” She creased her brow and tried to look serious to keep herself from sniggering at the squirming wolf before her.

Carly
folded her arms and his eyes immediately alighted on her breasts. He and his wolf were practically salivating. “So, moving on from your crimes, what are we going to do today? Do we have some kind of plan? I’m guessing you’re not too keen on letting me make a break for the Mexican border.”

Shaking his
head to get rid of the fog of lust he tried to focus. “I spoke to Logan a buddy of mine; he’s going to get a copy of the full police report so we can take a look at it. And I got Alma doing a background check on your boyfriend Carlton.”

She stamped her foot as her fox yowled. “He was not my boyfriend!”

Jackson knew she’d already told him that,
but it didn’t hurt to make sure
. “There’s a Diner two blocks from here called the Blue Bull. I told Logan I’d meet him there in an hour.”

“Don’t you mean
we’ll
meet him there in an hour?”

Jackson’s
expression became pained and his wolf snarled. “It’s not safe for you to go out. What if someone spotted you?”

Carly
pouted prettily and took a step forward to him. She placed a hand on his bicep and his body started humming. “But what will I do if those men from last night turn up here? What will happen to me without my big strong wolf to protect me?” She fluttered her eyelashes theatrically.

God she already knew him inside and out like a darn book.
Well what could he expect when every chaptered started with ‘I’m horny’?

“Mmmmm maybe it would be better
if you stayed close to me.” Jackson said dreamily as his eyes saturated with amber.
Not to mention what was happening further south...

“
Good then it’s settled.” She stepped back and he snapped out of his wistful reverie, thoroughly annoyed at himself for being so easily manipulated.

Carly
fingered her bras and panties. “Well even though you are still a bit of a perv at least I have some underwear I guess, although I’ll need to borrow some of your clothes.” She slipped on the red bra and thong as he watched avidly, his hands tightly gripping the towel. “Well? How do I look?”

Jackson’s
tongue felt like lead. “Nice, really, really nice.” He mumbled as his eyes feasted on the vision before him. His beast howled in enjoyment.

T
he hard buds of her nipples peeked out from the lace of her bra.
Damn he bet they tasted delicious
. In his haste to have her last night he had neglected to show any appreciation for her breasts and god were they glorious?!

Perhaps that could be remedied now.
Smoothly he pulled her lush body against his. She shrieked in delight as he kissed her deeply. She ran her hands up his chest curling her fingers into the dusting of dark chest hair. His hands excitedly cupped her breasts lightly kneading them. Her fox moaned contentedly as his wolf bellowed passionately.

Pushing her back against the closet door he crushed his lips against hers as his hands freed
the creamy globes of her breasts. He palmed them and rubbed her taut nipples as she moaned into his mouth. Carly gasped as he planted searching kisses over her jaw and neck before moving down her chest.

Moving his naked thigh between her legs he lifted her up, crushing her sex against his hard, toned muscles. Her legs dangled either side of his leg with her toes barely reaching the floor. Jackson moved his hands to her waist, balancing her as his mouth hungrily found her breasts
and nipples.

Carly settled her hands on his broad shoulders as she groaned in delight. He lapped and nipped at her
hard buds, first one and then the other. The pleasure she felt shot straight to her sex, the honey oozed from her. As her arousal grew she began rolling her hips against his leg, her nether lips rubbing against the fabric of her panties. With every whimper she emitted his cock jerked and grew.

As the pleasure within her bloomed her cl
aws shot into his shoulders. Jackson growled as his fangs dropped and he scraped them across her tender nipples. She squealed in delight and rocked against him energetically.
Her fox was giddy with excitement
.

He reached a hand into her panties and flicked her clit.
Carly screamed his name and her fox yelped animatedly as she came undone. She trembled furiously and clenched her thighs, rhythmically squeezing his leg.

Carly
panted heavily watching the wolf through hooded eyes. Jackson released her breast grinning proudly at the fox.

She sighed. “Wow! That was lovely!” She slid her hands down and rubbed his magnificent chest. God he was toe-curlingly gorgeous! “But hadn’t we better get dressed and go?”

Jackson smirked and cupped her mound. He slid two fingers inside her throbbing entrance. “I think we have a few more minutes.”

Her eyes practically rolled into the back of her head.
No arguments here, an hour was an awfully long time after all.