Brock: A Bad Boy Romance (105 page)

Chapter 3

              The more they talked, the more Brandon found that he was attracted to Alyse. She was funny and sweet, on top of being incredibly attractive. He didn't want to be just like the man who had gotten her pregnant, but he found it more and more difficult to not try to kiss her. Finally, after the sun had set and they had each roasted their last marshmallow, he decided to try.

              She had just finished laughing at something that he had said when she turned and looked at him. He looked into her eyes and saw desire there. Slowly he began to lean in so that she was aware of what he was about to do and could stop him if she wanted. Luckily, she didn't. Rather, she also leaned toward him until their lips met. Instantly Brandon felt electricity in the air around them.

              After a moment, they pulled away. His lips tingled where her tongue had trailed across them and he smiled as they looked into each other's eyes. She smiled as well and moved in for another kiss, pressing her lips against his. Brandon placed his hand on the back of her neck as her hands began to work on the buttons on his jacket. Once it was open, she wrapped her arms around his waist.

              Brandon growled low in his throat as his hands wound their way underneath her shirt. He slowly worked his way up until he reached her breasts, which he began to massage. Alyse moaned as his fingers teased her nipples until they were taut. Her breasts were full and firm and he immediately felt himself growing hard.

              Alyse lowered her hands and unclasped the button his pants before pulling down his zipper. Her hand reached into his pants and grabbed his cock. "Mm," she said, smiling. "Already hard."

              Smiling, Brandon stood before her. He took his jacket off and laid it on the sand next to them. Pulling Alyse by her arms, he helped her stand. Kissing her once more, he unclasped her pants and allowed her to pull them down while he pulled his off. He felt that the air was cold, but it didn't chill him like it would others. He knew that as a shape shifter, the cold wouldn't bother her either.

              He laid down on the ground and Alyse followed him. Swinging her leg over his stomach, she straddled him, placing her opening at the tip of his cock. She bit her lip as she lowered herself onto him, moaning with pleasure as he filled her. "You're so big," she whispered, pulling herself back up.

              Brandon pushed himself into her, moaning as she surrounded his cock. Slowly they began to move in tandem, gyrating their hips together. The fire cracked and sizzled next to them, casting a soft glow over Alyse's dark skin. She was naturally beautiful, but in that moment her beauty stunned him. She had a satisfied smile on her face as she moved her hips back and forth and her eyes glowed with happiness.

*     *     *

              Alyse couldn't believe that she had allowed herself to give in to the desire she had felt pumping through her veins. Brandon was incredible and she had truly enjoyed their evening together, but giving in to a man too quickly had gotten her in the frustrating situation of being pregnant without the father sticking around. However, she somehow knew that Brandon was different and the attraction she had felt to him only grew stronger as the night went on.

              She smiled happily as she felt him fill her with each thrust of his hips. He was the biggest she'd ever had and it felt incredible to have him inside of her. As she moved her hips forward and back, her clit rubbed against his pelvic bone and she moaned with pleasure. The longer she moved on top of him, the more the pleasure grew until she knew that she would soon orgasm. "I'm close," she whispered to Brandon, causing a smile to spread across his face.

              His smile lit up his eyes and she couldn't help but notice how handsome he was. His hands had been on her hips, but now he slowly moved them upward, pushing up her shirt until her breasts were exposed. She wore a bra, but he pushed the cups off of her breasts, allowing a full view.

              Brandon began to tease her nipples, adding additional pleasure. Within moments, she felt the tension in her body explode as the orgasm swept across her body. She cried out, pressing her hands into Brandon's chest to help support her. He still moved his hips, causing her clit to rub more against him and extending the orgasm.

              Finally, she began to calm down as the orgasm stopped. Her breathing began to slow and she looked into Brandon's eyes with a smile. "That was amazing," she told him and began to move her hips again.

              "I noticed," he said and moved his hips in motion with hers. She watched as pleasure passed across her face and she knew that he would soon come. Alyse began to move her hips in circles and he moaned louder. As he thrust himself inside of her, Alyse began to feel another orgasm coming and she moaned as well.

              In a few moments, Brandon cried out and thrust himself further into her, pausing with each spasm of his orgasm. At the same time, Alyse came again and she gasped as a stronger orgasm swept over her body. Together they allowed the pleasure to encompass them, eventually calming as they finished.

              When they were done, Alyse pulled off of Brandon and collapsed next to him. He took up most of his coat, so she turned on her side and laid her head on his chest, listening as his heart beat in his ribs. "That was amazing," he said, wrapping his arm around her.

              She nodded. "I'd have to agree. Was that what you had in mind when you brought me?"

              Brandon laughed. "Definitely not. I was hoping for maybe a kiss at the end of the date."

              "I think we could work that out," she teased.

              He laughed again and pumped his fist in the air. "Yes," he said, jokingly.

              After a few moments, they both began to dress again. It was beginning to grow darker and they didn't want to be on the beach too much longer. While Alyse sat on the log, Brandon put out the bonfire, making sure all the hot coals were soaked.

              They got back into his car, Brandon making sure to open the door for her, and drove away. "I guess you're taking me home now?" she asked, hoping she was wrong. She didn't want to feel like she had given herself up to him and then that was going to be all he wanted of her.

              Brandon shook his head. "Nope. I have something else planned. That is, if you're up for it."

              Alyse nodded. "Absolutely. My brother won't be home for another hour, at least, and I don't really feel like being alone."

              "Good," he said, smiling. About twenty minutes later, they pulled up in front of a hot cocoa shop that had recently opened. Alyse had heard good things about it, but had never been there.

              "This is where we're going?" she asked, surprised.

              Brandon nodded. "Yep. I hope you like hot chocolate."

              "I love it," Alyse said. "You're either a hot chocolate person or an apple cider person. I am definitely a fan of hot chocolate."

              Shrugging, Brandon took her hand. "I don't know. I think it's possible to like both. I'm sure there are weird, crazy people out there like that."

              Alyse chuckled. "Yeah, probably. But I'm glad I don't know any of them."

              They walked into the shop and the smells of chocolate and cinnamon drifted over them. There was a menu spread across the wall with all sorts of different combination options and Alyse was surprised at how many different ways there were to make hot chocolate. "Have you ever been here before?" she asked, trying to decide what to get.

              Brandon shook his head. "I haven't. Again, Mary suggested it, since it's cold outside."

              "Does she know about your, uh, abilities?" Alyse asked him.

              "No, she doesn't," Brandon told her. "I should probably hire somebody who does know, so that way I don't have to keep making up excuses about why I understand the animals so well, but for now I don't really have a choice. I can't just fire her. She's a good worker and a good person."

              They had reached the cashier where they placed their order. Alyse ordered a white hot chocolate with peppermint flavoring in it and Brandon ordered dark chocolate with hazelnut. While they waited, the two talked more about their lives. Alyse told Brandon how she lived with her brother, Ben, whom she described as a protective teddy bear.

              Brandon told her that he had sisters who were twins. They all lived in their city, but usually only saw each other on holidays, birthdays, or other family occasions. His parents were both shape shifters, so when he and his sisters were born, it was only a question of which clan they would take after. Brandon took after his father's side while his sisters took after their mother's. She was a cougar shifter and so were both of his sisters.

              "How does that work?" Alyse asked him. Their drinks had finally come and she took her first sip.

              "What do you mean?" he asked, taking his own sip. "Oh, this is good."

              Alyse nodded. "Mine too. I'm glad I went for the peppermint. I mean how does it work with one side of your family being wolf shifters and the other side being cougar shifters?"

              He shrugged. "I could see that it might have been a problem longer ago, but these days people are more open-minded. They don't care that you marry in a specific clan, only that you're happy."

              "That's nice," she said. Even though she was also a shifter, she didn't have any family that may care whether or not she married a cat or a wolf. She had always assumed that other clans were more strict.

              Once they had finished their drinks, Brandon drove Alyse back to her house. They stood on her porch, and Alyse looked up into his eyes. "Will it be too much if I call you tomorrow?" he asked.

              She shook her head. "Not at all. I'd love it if you did."

              A smile spread across his face. "I had a wonderful time tonight."

              "So did I," she replied.

              Brandon leaned in toward her and lightly pressed his lips against hers. Alyse sighed into his mouth, wrapping her arms around his neck. He grabbed her waist and pulled her close against him, kissing her deeply for a moment. When he pulled away, he smiled again. "You really are beautiful, you know that?" he said.

              Alyse felt herself blush, even though her dark skin probably didn't show it. "Thank you," she said.

              "Okay, I should go now," Brandon told her. "I'll talk to you tomorrow."

              Alyse nodded and he walked away. She watched as he climbed into his car and drove down the road until he turned the corner and disappeared. Smiling, she turned and walked into her house to find Ben pacing the floor in front of the door. "What are you doing?" she asked him.

              He walked to her and wrapped his arms around her. "I was waiting for you."

              She pulled her coat off and hung it up on the wrack behind the door. "Why? I told you I was going out tonight."

              Ben nodded. "I know. But I wanted to warn you...Jack is here."

              Alyse froze. Jack was the man who had gotten her pregnant and then bailed once she told him, accusing her of sleeping around with so many men that she didn't know who the father really was and wanting to stick him with the responsibility.

Chapter 4

              "Why in the hell is he here?" she asked.

              Ben shook his head. "He showed up a little while ago, saying he wanted to talk to you about the baby."

              Alyse fumed. He would show up just as she had finally met someone who was incredible. "Well, tell him I don't want to talk to him."

              "I think you should talk to him, Alyse," Ben said. "Otherwise he's just going to keep on trying to see you until you finally give in."

              She heaved a great sigh. "Fine. But will you stay in the room with me? I really don't want to be alone with him."

              Ben nodded. "Of course I will."

              Alyse smiled gratefully. "Thank you." Together they walked into the living room where Jack waited to talk to her. As he stood, Alyse's stomach did a flip. "What are you doing here?" she asked the second he looked at her.

              Jack held his hands up. "I just want to talk about the baby," he said. "I've had some time to think and I realize that maybe I made a mistake in leaving so quickly. If it is my kid, then I want to be there for it."

              "If?" Alyse said, angry. "IF? This child is yours and you refuse to accept it. You're a coward!"

              He shrugged. "I'm sorry, but I don't want to get stuck raising a kid if it's not mine."

              Alyse laughed. "You really think I'm such a slut that I would sleep with so many men and wouldn't know who the father of my child is?"

              "If the shoe fits..." Jack said, trailing off.

              "That's it," Ben roared, stepping in for his sister. "No one gets to call my sister a slut. If she says the baby is yours, then it's yours. But you're never going to know for sure, because you will not come back here. Ever. Get out." He pointed to the door, staring Jack down.

              "All right. I can see this was a mistake," Jack said. He grabbed his coat from the back of the couch and stalked past them, slamming the front door behind him.

              Alyse sat on the couch and began to cry from her anger. She couldn't believe his audacity to accuse her, once again, of sleeping around. It took her a few moments, Ben sitting next to her rubbing her back, but she finally calmed down. "Thank you for stepping in," she told her brother.

              "Of course," Ben said. "You're my baby sister. Nobody will hurt you and not hear from me. He's lucky I held myself back."

              Alyse laughed. "Love you, Ben."

              "I love you, too, Alyse," he replied.

              Deciding she was tired from the day, Alyse went up to her bedroom and got ready for bed. She fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow, dreaming of Brandon and their time spent together on the beach.

*     *     *

              Three months went by and Alyse and Brandon were still dating. Brandon still hadn't met Ben, in spite of Alyse's brother insisting repeatedly that they meet. Finally, Brandon and Ben were able to plan a time when they could all have a dinner together at Alyse's and Ben's house.

              It was a Sunday evening and Brandon had volunteered to do the cooking, but Ben vetoed that idea. He was going to cook everything, though he had consented to allow Brandon to help. As they worked together in the kitchen, Alyse sat at the counter, picking at the food they chopped or set aside.

              Brandon had been worried that Ben would grill into him and be the protective older brother that Alyse had said he was. However, Ben seemed laid back and while he did ask a lot of questions, Brandon felt very comfortable around him. As the evening wore on, he found himself liking the man. They had a lot in common, including a love of animals. Of course it helped that they were both shifters, but not all shifters had the same, deep passion that the men seemed to share.

              After dinner, Ben told them that he had to run to work for the night shift and quietly left, allowing Brandon and Alyse to have some time alone together. They sat on the couch, talking for a while. Alyse leaned against him after lighting a fire, allowing the warmth to spread over them as they sat on the couch in front of it.

              As they talked, Brandon wrapped his arms around her, placing his chin on her head. He knew that his feelings for Alyse had grown much stronger than he would have expected for their time together, but he thought she felt the same. For days, now, he had been debating whether he should tell her he loved her, but the timing never seemed right. Now, as the fire crackled behind them, he decided it was the right time. He used a finger to turn her head toward him and pressed his lips lightly against hers. When he pulled away, he looked into her eyes and whispered, "I love you."

              A smile spread across Alyse's lips and he saw her eyes begin to fill with tears. "I've been wanting to tell you the same thing, but I was so scared that you'd run away if I did. I love you, too, Brandon."

              He wrapped his arms around her waist even tighter, smiling. Alyse turned in his arms so that she faced him, reaching one hand up and winding it in his hair while her other hand began to work on the buttons on his shirt. They kissed, deeply and passionately and Brandon slowly laid her down on the couch. Alyse watched him as he unclasped his pants and pulled them down, along with his underwear. Her eyes hungrily devoured his already hardened cock as it was revealed.

              After pulling his shirt over his head, Brandon pulled Alyse's pants off and lowered himself onto her, taking care not to put too much pressure on her stomach so that he didn't squish her or the baby. He placed the tip of his cock at her opening and watched her eyes fill with pleasure as he pushed inside of her. Alyse moaned, moving her hips in motion with his as he thrust in and out.

              Even though she was pregnant, she still felt so tight around him that he was surprised each time they were intimate. He groaned as Alyse hands ran up and down his back, tracing her finger nails across it. Brandon began to push harder into her as her hips moved with his.

              Leaning down, he swirled his tongue in a circle around her nipple. It was already taut and he used his teeth to very lightly bite it, causing her to gasp. He smiled, loving her pleasure as his tongue worked on her other nipple. After a moment, he began to suck and within seconds Alyse was moaning even louder.

              Placing a hand on his chest, Alyse pushed him backward so that he moved off of her and laid back on the couch. After taking her shirt off, revealing her perky breasts, Alyse climbed on top of him, straddling his waist and pushed herself onto him. Tilting her head back, Alyse placed her hands on his chest for support and began to pull herself slowly up and then back down his shaft.

              Brandon loved the way she felt around him and moaned as she began to move faster. After a few moments, she started to move her hips forward and back and Brandon knew that her clit would rub against his pelvic bone with a little help. He pushed his hips up in the air slightly and could immediately hear the difference in her moans.

              A smile broke across his face as he saw the pleasure pass across her face and she moved faster and faster. Watching her pleasure helped him and he felt the tension build in his body as his own orgasm grew. Within a few moments he knew he would come, but he wanted to wait for Alyse. Placing his hands on her hips, he helped her move forward and back more quickly. It didn't take much longer before Alyse was crying out as the orgasm swept across her body. Brandon kept his hips moving, helping the pleasure to last longer and within a few seconds, his own orgasm wracked over him.

              Together they allowed the pleasure to encompass them as Brandon pumped his load inside of her. He pushed into her harder with each spasm of his orgasm until he was finished. Alyse was also done, so he kept himself inside of her and rolled so that she was underneath him once more. Then he pulled out of her and headed into the bathroom to grab a towel.

              When he returned, Brandon helped clean Alyse before cleaning himself off. After placing the towel in the washer with some others, he collapsed on the couch beside Alyse. She laid just where he had left her, still naked. Her stomach was just starting to poke out and he ran his hand across it before tracing his fingers down her leg. Alyse watched him, studying him with her eyes.

              "What?" he asked after a moment, flashing her a half-smile.

              Alyse shook her head, returning his smile. "Nothing."

              "Why were you watching me like that?" he asked her.

              "I was just thinking," Alyse said, sitting up.

              Brandon cocked his head to the side, waiting for her to continue. When she didn't, he prompted her again. "About...?"

              "I was thinking that you'd make a great dad," she told him, watching his reaction.

              He was surprised. While it was obvious that she was pregnant, they had never discussed what would happen if they were still together when she gave birth to the baby. "What makes you say that?" he finally asked.

              She shrugged. "You're kind, patient, and caring. You take care of me and help me every chance you possibly can. Those are great qualities to have as a father."

              Brandon smiled. "Well thank you. I hope to make a good father some day."

              Alyse nodded. "I'd like it if you were able to be the father of this baby," she told him, placing her hands on her stomach.

              "I'd like that, too," Brandon replied, looking into her eyes. A smile broke across her face and she quickly leaned in, pressing her lips against his.

              After a brief kiss, they both stood and dressed then sat back on the couch. The fire crackled and popped in front of them and they felt the warmth of the flames pass over them. Brandon stared into the flickering light, loving the way Alyse felt leaning against him. He was so thrilled with the way the evening had turned out. While he had hoped to be able to tell her how he felt, he never imagined how well everything would have gone.

              Alyse sighed contentedly as her head rested against his chest. "I really do love you," she told him.

              "I love you, too, Alyse. And I'll always be here for you," he replied. Brandon hoped that she would always believe him and as he thought about their future together, he couldn't help but feel excited. He knew they would be great together and he couldn't wait to see what their future brought.

THE END