15 Paranormal Romance Collection Boxset- Billionaire Bad Boy (32 page)

 “Mark.”

He was next to her and pushing her back until the couch arm stopped her. His lips descended on hers in a soft descent, as his body wedged between her open thighs. She hooked her ankles just below his surging hips and deepened the kiss with an entwining tongue. Mark’s hands were quick to pull up her skirt, his hands yanking her panties down with a strong jerk.

Cara should have slowed him down or stopped his hands, but she found herself wanting him just as much as he seemed to want her. A finger found her wetness and slid along her slit. She heard him make a gasping sound as he felt how ready she was for him. The kisses and touches from earlier on the walk had guaranteed she was more than wet enough for him to slam home.

He pulled back to take care of the obstacles between them, his hands deftly undoing buttons and his zipper to get to her. He could think of nothing else and He almost ripped his pants in the midst of it all. Mark started to go back towards her in his shirt and boxers, his hard length pushing against the barrier. Cara grabbed the bottom of his shirt, as her hands running up his body as he bent down to let it come off. Her hands ran back down the hard ridges of his chest and abs, the light hair tickling the pads of her fingers, as well as her palms. Another growl and instead of stopping, it made her reach out for the waistband of his boxers as well.

She slid them down and his long length bounced out, staring straight at her. Cara’s first instinct was to bend down and taste the oozing clear liquid coming out of the top. He groaned and his cock jerked to her lips. She kissed the pulsing head and then took a long lick of it with her tongue. Mark’s hands pushed into her blonde hair and pulled her closer.

Cara giggled to herself and then finally engulfed his thickness into her mouth. She moved slow, ignoring his urging hand, as well as her own throbbing core. She wanted more of him, yet Cara was enjoying his noises far too much to not take her time. “Oh Cara. That feels so fucking good.”

Her green eyes looked up at him, as her mouth took in more of his rigid cock. She stopped the descent as the head hit the back of her throat and she gagged slightly. The muscles in the back of her throat gripped the ridge around his cockhead and his grip tightened in her hair. He tried to push deeper, but he was just too big for her small mouth. Cara moved against his hips to breath and he pulled out reluctantly.

She took in several gulps of air before she was ready to take more of him again. Opening her mouth to receive him, he instead pulled her up and dragged her back to her bedroom. Cara was not prepared for him to throw her onto the bed and she bounced a foot with her landing. She squealed and looked up at the naked man coming towards her. He was large in every way and a shiver ran through her when he reached her.

Mark grabbed her thighs and yanked her to the edge of the bed. Cara’s legs opened, her knees went up and she looked down at the large cock resting on the top of her mound. The weight of him made her squirm and he finally lifted his dick up to smack back down onto her engorged clit. Cara whimpered and her hips lifted up to tease the very tip of his cock. Instead of giving her what she needed, Mark continued his assault on the outside of her body, making her beg for the same inside.

“Please Mark. I need to feel you inside of me.”

His dark blue eyes twinkled and his hand grabbed his long cock, pointed it towards her and pressing in slowly. Cara gasped as he started to stretch her and the cried out when he surged the rest of the way forward. He bottomed out inside of her and then ripped out quickly. Seconds passed before he slammed forward once more, making her scream as her insides started to quake around his velvety shaft. Her insides tightened and she was lost in the moment. It had never happened so quickly or so fast before. It was like a sudden wave of pleasure had washed over her and all she could do was tremble inside because of it.

Mark pulled out as he felt her suffocating folds collapse around him and she started to squirt out her excitement. All he could do was bury his face in her breasts, suckling hard on her nipples before he yanked free. Moving down her shivering body, his hands opened her legs. Her shiny quim was inches from his face and he took a lick of her flavor. Groaning, he buried his face in her pussy and started to lick faster. Cara reacted like she was on fire. Moaning and crying out, her thighs tightening around his neck. The harder she squeezed, the harder he sucked on her clit.

“Mark, fuck!”

She could not form words and her brain was fuzzy. Finally he pulled away and rolled her over onto her stomach. Cara got to her knees, ass up in the air with her face buried in the mattress. She wiggled her roundness to entice him, both holes peeking out from between her spread cheeks. Cara felt like he made her wait for hours, her own need blinding. “Now Mark. Please!”

Hands gripped her hips and before she could say anything else, he was pressing forward with all of his might. He slid in with ease and bottomed out as he grabbed a handful of her platinum blonde hair. Her head came back and then he started to move inside of her quickly, spreading her puffy lips wide with his cock. Cara moaned into the air, begging for him to fuck her harder.

His cock was hard and throbbed with each movement of his hips. She started to move back with him and each meeting of their bodies was explosive and mind-shattering to the woman. Cara’s body built up and then imploded as he rutted inside of her with frenzy. His strokes were so hard that her knees came up slightly from the bed with each slam in.

Cara could tell he was close. He had released her hair and pushed her upper back down by her neck, pinning her hard to the mattress. His strokes became deeper and he stayed inside longer before pulling out to re-envelope himself in her silken folds. Mark finally bellowed behind her, his seed hot and filling to her sense. The stream seemed unending and she was soon trying to get away from him. She felt ready to burst and she sighed in relief as he pulled out, a thick stream of cum pouring out of her with the withdraw.

Mark lay down next to her, pulling her against him. She fit so perfectly into his body, both of them sweat-slickened and trying to catch their breaths. “That was amazing Mark.”

She meant it to. It had been a long time since she had come like that and the way he felt against her was perfection. “Yes you were.”

He pulled her closer, every inch of their bodies touching. His hardness pressed against her ass and she could feel it getting big again. Sliding her hips higher, she pushed his length along her slit and then out onto the other side of her closed thighs. She touched the smooth head and giggled with his moans. Mark started to push faster through her legs, as she squeezed them shut tighter to offer him more stimulation.

Then he was pushing her back forward and his cockhead caught the opening of her honey hole. Pushing deep, he lodged himself completely and hooked his arm around to play with her nipples. Pinching the tip hard, she cried out as he started to move inside of her. He pounded into her until they both found pleasure once again. Cara fell asleep in his arms, their legs still entwined.

 Cara woke up alone and the warm spot next to her was then cold. She missed him next to her and she almost chalked it up to a dream, but then she saw a note on the bedside table.

“Cara, I can’t wait to see you again. Soon my love.”

It was not signed, though she knew it was from Mark. She sat there and looked at the handwriting. The words were crowded together and his penmanship was definitely male. Everything about him was definitely male and her thighs pressed together with the memory. There was a keen wildness in the man, but he was also so sweet. Mark was a rare combination and she couldn’t wait to see him again.

***

Cara spent the rest of her day with Jay, totally forgetting about class. The two girls did some shopping and since they both had to work later that evening, they decided to just hang out until work. Cara had told Jay about Mark and though she was skeptical that it would be anything more than a fling, she was happy for her friend. Cara had needed some pleasure after being single for so long. Cara was a serial monogamous, while Jay liked to play the field more.

“So does he have any friends?”

“Yeah, there are several in his squad. Do you want me to ask about them for you?”

“If they are as good in bed, hell yea.” She giggled.

“I am not going to lie. I am a bit surprised that you picked a guy up at work. It has been a while since you have done that. I thought you had sworn off of customers?”

“Well, you know. There was just something about him. I don’t know. It just wasn’t natural.”

“I bet.”

After dinner, the two girls headed into work. John and Mary were manning the bar and seemed ready to pull their hair out. They clocked in and sent them to the back. The bar was busy for a weekday, but there were less soldiers and more strangers that Cara had seen before. She wondered if there was a convention or something in town for bikers. They weren’t too rowdy and after a couple of hours, there seemed to be a lull where everyone had a drink and was happy.

“Hey Cara. I am going to go out back and smoke. I will be back in a few minutes.”

“If you are going out to fuck someone again, let me go first. I really need a cigarette and you take forever.”

Jaycie had the decency to blush, though she wished that was why she was going out there. “God Cara. I am just getting a cigarette. Ten minutes tops.”

Cara watched her walk out back and she noticed a couple of the guys that had their eye on her, left a few minutes later. It would not be the first time that she had lied to her and Cara had every intention on breaking them up if she wasn’t back in ten minutes.

When Cara looked up at the clock again, Jay still wasn’t back and it had been over fifteen minutes. She had gotten sidetracked with customers and now she was wondering where her co-worker was.

“All right, anyone gets behind the bar your banned. I’ll be back.”

Cara looked back and gave one of the regulars the stink eye. “Clyde, I have cameras on you.”

The older man looked sheepish and sat back in his stool. It was not the first time she had caught him and when he was two-sheets to the wind, he had to be reminded that there was evidence. Cara went out into the crisp night air and looked around. Jay was not out front smoking and she went to the back where she had caught Jaycie more than once with a guy out by the dumpsters. Cara never got why she didn’t just wait till she got home. Anywhere would have been better than out there. Cara would have been too worried about the rats and smell to find it sensual in the least.

“Jay, come on. You said ten minutes. Jay?”

Cara got around to the dumpster and saw a man holding Jaycie. “Hey get away from her.”

The man looked up at her and sniffed the air, his nostrils flaring. “Rog, that’s her. This isn’t the one.” The tall man seemed to be getting bigger as he walked closer, his hair getting longer and his eyes gleaming. He had tossed Jay to the side as if she was a wrapper. Cara took a step backwards and then another before her back was pressed against the man behind her. She made a gasping noise before letting out a scream as the man came closer.

Jay was still on the ground where he had thrown her. She seemed out of it and Cara would have asked about her, but her eyes were on the man coming towards her. “No sense to run. I could easily catch you.”

He was changing right in front of her eyes. Hair was covering his face as he grew even taller, his barrel chest becoming larger. Cara tried to turn and run, but the second man held her still with strong arms that were like steel against her. When she looked down, the hands on her were changing as well, growing hair right in front of her. She struggled to no avail, the man held her with virtually no room to wiggle around.

“Stop, please let me go. I don’t even know you guys.”

“Ah, but we know you. We are looking for your bear boyfriend. I can smell him all over you and all over the bar. Where is he?”

Cara had no clue who the hell he was talking about. Mark came to mind, but it was soon impossible to think as the man in front of her, was not longer a man, but a beast. She figured she must be seeing something, her eyes deceiving her. She screamed and the sound was silenced by a hairy paw. She was then  thrown over a dark, hairy shoulder.

 Cara was traveling quickly, her eyes blurred as the landscape moved around her. Her eyes closed and she hoped that the beast did not drop her as she clung to him. No longer was she trying to get away, but not fall to a most assured death as they took her higher into the mountains. She made the mistake of looking once and saw herself mere inches from a rocky ledge that plummeted several hundred feet below her.

The pair stopped and Cara raised her head to see two light colored bears standing in the earthen path they were traveling on. She was tossed to the ground and had to grab the tree roots to stop herself from going over the edge. It was clear that the two that took her had no real use for her.

She pulled herself up to the path and crab-crawled backwards at the four bears snarled at each other. It was clear they were going to fight and she did not want to be anywhere around them when they did. She caught the eye of one that had appeared on the trail, the dark depths reminded her of Mark. Cara knew deep down that it was essentially Mark, but it was still hard to wrap her brain around the notion.

Instead of backing up, she decided to get up and run. There was no one paying any attention to her and she just wanted to get as far away from them as fast as possible. She looked back once as the beasts collided on the path, nothing but teeth and nails as they came together.

Cara ran as fast as she could. The path was windy and she picked up speed as she got further away. She could hear sounds of an animal battle. She was not sure who she wanted to win or if they killed each other off, she may get off the mountain in one piece.

Then it was quiet. That is what worried her the most. She looked behind her, sure that she had heard something from where she had been. Something was left alive and she did everything she could to put as much distance from them as she possibly could. Her footing became tougher in heels and the downward slope of the trail. Before she knew it, she was slipping and tumbling. It seemed like forever, but then there was blackness as she hit her head. She had the distinct feeling of falling and then being caught. Her vision blurred and she was left in a dark abyss, no longer worried about what was coming after her.

*** 

“Cara?”

Cara’s eyes opened to more darkness. For a moment, she wondered if she had died. It was nothing but blackness as she opened her eyes. As she kept them open, they started to adjust and take in the figures and light sources around her. It was Mark that she first seen as her eyes could once again see.

“Cara? How are you feeling? You took quite a bump to the head.”

She tried to get up, but she winced slightly from her head. “Where am I?”

“You are in one of our hideouts. Are you okay?”

Cara noticed another man looking at her anxiously. “Who is that?”

“Jeffrey. He is the one that caught you from falling. He saved you my queen.”

Queen? Cara figured that she was still dreaming or she had hit her head a lot harder than she had thought. They were talking nonsense and when she tried to get up she could see how anxious the two were.

“You must lay down Cara. I want to make sure you are okay first.”

“Yes dammit I am okay. So me seeing those guys turn into bears… that was real?”

He nodded his head. He looked grave and wondered if she was about to lose it. Cara shook her head. “So you are a…”

He shook his head again and she lay back on the soft bed underneath her. It was then that she realized the ceiling was packed dirt and the room she was in was as well. “Am I underground?”

“Yes Cara. I am here to answer any questions that you may have.”

“Can I just lie back down? My head is killing me and I think I just need time to process this all.”

He nodded and bent down to give her a kiss. She started for a moment and he sighed, pulling away from her. “I will be back in a little while. If you need anything, just call and I will come.”

Her green eyes watched them leave and she wished that there was a doorway. She felt vulnerable without one, even though to have one would not have made her any safer. Cara sighed and looked up at the ceiling, her mind trying to wrap around the night’s events. Her thoughts went to Jay and she promised herself she would ask about her soon. When she could.

Cara drifted off to sleep, hearing voices in the background. She had dreams of bears shifting into men and even one with her having little bear babies. That dream woke her up with a start and she sat in the bed for several minutes, hearing nothing. Cara decided it was time to leave and poked her head out of the opening. Her head still hurt, but it was down to just a throbbing pain that was not so bad.

There were several rooms in the small hallway that she was in. Several of the men she passed looked at her and she just kept walking to where she sensed free air and a way out. No one tried to stop her. They merely looked at her in confusion. She saw the guy from earlier that was with Mark and he looked for a moment like he was going to try to stop her, but instead he went into another room. Cara could feel herself getting closer, the air sweeter.

“Cara.”

She looked back to see Jeffrey and Mark in the hallway behind her. It was apparent Jeffrey had gone to get him and she sent him a dirty look in response. There was a thought to run, to just go. But his eyes held her in place. He walked towards her purposely and was back in his uniform. Maybe it was the soldier coming towards him, the man or the bear, Cara could not say no to any of his many faces.

“Where are you going my love?”

“My love?”

“You must know how I feel. How perfect last night was. I wish I could have been there when you woke up, but we had things to take care of.” He had finally reached her and his hand went to her cheek gently. That time she did not wince or try to move away.

“We?”

“My squad.”

“Are they all um… different too?”

He nodded his head. “We all are.”

“Why am I here?”

“Because this is where you belong.”

“And who were those guys?”

“Enemies that wanted to get to me through you.”

“Can I leave?”

His eyes darkened and she could tell the question had upset him. Cara suddenly wanted to take her words back, but she was unable to. What was said couldn’t be retrieved. “Please don’t. You are safer here, at least for now.”

“Why?”

“Because of what is inside of you. They want to stop the next generation of our line. With you.”

Cara’s brain was not processing the words. He seemed to understand the hard time she was having and he held her up as she sagged against him. Picking her up into his arms, she hid her face from the curious eyes that she passed in each room. The one she had just come from was by far the biggest and as he set her back down on the bed, he did not leave her as before.

“Are you okay?”

Cara nodded. She watched him with wary eyes, wondering what he planned to do next. “Do you want me to leave you?”

She didn’t. She wanted him to hold her and tell her that everything was going to be okay. She looked towards the door and saw Jeffrey standing outside. He looked like he couldn’t decide if he was to go in or not. “Why is he out there?”

“He is waiting.”

“For what?”

“A reward.”

“What kind of reward?”

“Well that is up to you. There are traditions, but you are the queen, so it is your decisions to make.”

Cara did not quite understand and her brain was becoming befuddled as he sat closer to her on the bed. His dark eyes watched her every move and she was curious what the tradition was for saving the queen’s life.”

“What is the tradition?”

“He gets to share our bed for a night.”