Dakota's Claim (13 page)

“Watch
me take you, Tawny,” Dakota said in a gruff voice and pulled back to lean on
his knees. The space between them allowed cold air to brush along her body, and
chills popped out along her flesh.

She
rose up on her elbows, obeying him without the slightest hint of hesitation.
The massive, long and thick length of him pulling out of her had her eyes
widening. And then when he pushed back in, her whole body slid up the mattress
from the force and sent this intense shockwave moving through her.

“This
situation right here,” Dakota said on a breath, pushing into her and pulling
out while he spoke, “means you’re mine.” He growled out the words, and thrust
back into her. “It will never get old, and I will always tell you this, over
and over again until it is ingrained in you, baby.” The play of muscles that
rippled along his biceps had a gush of moisture slipping from her, further
making his penetration that more powerful. Beads of sweat dotted his brow and
slid down his temple. Tawny watched those droplets move along his chest, a testament
to the fact that he was straining to keep his control.

“Don’t
hold back, Dakota. Never hold back with me.”

Something
shifted behind his eyes after she spoke, and his movements picked up, as if he
couldn’t control himself anymore, as if her words had broken the last line of
humanity in him.

“Yes, Tawny.”
He threw his head back, and she
watched as his hips moved faster and harder against her, as if they were the
ones in control right now. “
Christ
,
baby.”

The
pleasure was insurmountable, indescribable. When she braced herself on her
elbows and stared down at where their bodies met once again, her orgasm rose up
like a serpent from some kind of mythological story. It was dangerous,
frightening, and felt as though it would crush her until nothing existed. No
longer was there pain and discomfort. There was just bone-shattering ecstasy.

“Come
on,
Tawny,
give me one more, baby.” He placed his
thumb on her clit and moved the bundle of nerves back and forth, over and over,
and then she exploded for him, as if on command. Dakota didn’t relent as he
thrust in and out of her, drawing her climax to the peak and then keeping her
right there until she couldn’t breathe. The world faded away, and the only
sounds she could hear were Dakota’s harsh grunts of completion and her heart
beating loudly, swiftly, in her ears.

When
her orgasm faded and she opened her eyes, it was to see Dakota’s look of pure
pleasurable torture as he came. He stared at her, this feral look on his face
as sweat poured down his chest and landed on her belly. His grunts and groans
grew louder.

“Fuck,
Tawny, it is never-ending,” he said, his head slightly thrown back, and his
orgasm continuing to pour into her. He tightened his hold on her waist as he
slammed into her like a man that had lost control of everything. His cum
started to slip from her every time he pulled almost all the way out. And then
after one more shudder from his big body, he collapsed on top of her, breathing
heavily against her neck. Her pussy kept clenching around his cock, little
tremors of pleasure from her own climax.

Dakota
started to move off of her, but before she knew exactly what he had in mind he
had her on top of him, his hand on the back of her head, pressing her to his
chest and keeping her there. He grabbed the blanket and covered them, and
although he was still buried inside of her, semi-hard, and her body sated,
exhausted, and pleasantly sore, she started to fall asleep. She listened to the
sound of his heart beating, lulling her further to sleep.

“Tawny?”
he asked softly into the darkness.

“Hmm?”
Her eyes were so
heavy,
her body sweaty, and the combined fluid of what they
had done continued to slip out of her.

“Does
it frighten you when I say that I’d kill any guy that touches you?
That I won’t let any other man come close to you because you’re
mine?”

She
pulled back enough to look at him, searched his face with her gaze, and then
smiled softly. “Dakota, have you already forgotten that I am from an extended
family of over the top bear shifting alpha males?” She smiled broader. “They
bring a whole new level to the word possessive.” Resting her head on his chest
again, she listened to the sound of his heart beating. “As long as you don’t go
certifiably psycho on me, I think I kind of like having my very own protector,”
she teased.

“I
love you, Tawny.”

She
smiled as she heard him say that. “I love you, too, Dakota.” All she wanted to
do was stay here like this with him.

“Spend
the night with me, baby. Just let me hold you.”

That
sounded like heaven, but the reality was she wasn’t living alone, and her
parents expected her home. Pushing up, she looked at him again. “As much as I
want to stay, my dad expects me home. Coming home late and smelling of some
incredible sex probably won’t look very good on our first real date.”

He
chuckled, pulled her close to his chest again, and just held her. “Yeah, I
know, but at least let me hold you like this for a little bit longer.”

And
she did just that, because the truth was it felt good and right to be in
Dakota’s arms. Right now, with the silence and darkness around them, she didn’t
have to worry about reality of the fact that being with Dakota in a
relationship might not be a smooth path all the time. But she was ready for it,
embraced it even, and being this happy had to mean that she was doing something
right.

Chapter
Ten

Drevin
brought his beer to his mouth,
took a long drink, and stared at the screen on the TV. There was a football
game on, one that he didn’t really care about, but he had nothing else to focus
on right now. He wanted a piece of ass, needed something to help distract him
from the fact he had absolutely nothing in his life.

He
was alone, aside from his club and his brothers, but even that couldn’t help
this emptiness that worked its way deep inside of him. He set the now empty
bottle on the counter and looked at Tawny. The young female was working the bar
tonight, and he had to give Dallas credit for being okay with one of his little
girls working at this place. The Grizzlies might own it, but that didn’t mean
he would have let one of his female children—if he had any kids—work here.
There were drunks, men that came off of freight trucks after working weeks
straight through and looking for some ass. Although there were bouncers that
Dallas had specifically hired to keep an eye on her, that didn’t mean some
fucker wouldn’t start shit because he thought he had balls of steel.

“Another
one please, sweetheart.”

Tawny
grabbed the bottle and smiled. He watched her turn to grab another one, and was
surprised to see that her bodyguard, Dakota, wasn’t here tonight. The Brother
of Menace member might think he was being all stealthy, but the truth was this
was Grizzly territory, and the club knew who came and went in their town. She
set the beer down in front of him and leaned on the counter.

“You
look in a funky mood,
Drevin
.” Her blonde hair was in
a loose bun, little wisps of golden colored strands falling around her face. “
You feeling
okay?”

His
bear scented her genuine need to see what was wrong, but he wasn’t going to
talk about this with Dallas’s daughter. She might not be a little girl anymore,
but he’d always see her as one. Hell, he’d see all of the Grizzly kids as just
that … kids. He looked down at his beer, at the peeling label in the corner
from the condensation, and how he had allowed his life to get where it was
right now.

He
wasn’t about to talk to Tawny about how for the first time in his life he
yearned for a family of his own, for an old lady and children. Being in his
fifties made him the youngest original Steel Corner Grizzly patched in member.
The other members, Jagger, Diesel, Dallas, Brick, Court, and Stinger all had
old ladies and children that were grown. Some even had grandchildren to hold
and watch their legacy prosper.
Drevin
had no one,
nothing. Not even a mother or father, or siblings that he could count on to
keep him level headed. It wasn’t until this past year that he’d realized
exactly how alone he truly was.

 
Drevin
had never
wanted a family of his own, and an old lady seemed like a complication. His
life was fucked-up as it was, and the blood bond between the
brotherhood
of his club members was strong enough to keep him sane. But it was the violence
and danger he chose to lead his life, and the fact that his upbringing had been
less than loving. Hell, he couldn’t even guarantee he’d be a good male to a
female. So, he had fucked the women that had offered themselves to him, not
gotten attached to any of them, and put the club, and only the club at the top
of his priorities. It was the way his world worked, and he was content with
that … until recently.

Maybe
it was the fact Grizzly grandchildren were being born, or the fact all of the
Grizzly kids were finding their own males and females to be with that
Drevin
found himself in this box of solitude, blocked off
from everyone but in plain sight? Yeah, he was a pussy-whipped sap for even
wanting that kind of life at this point. But, his bear was itching for some
female company, one that wasn’t all about the club he was in or the patch he
wore. And he especially didn’t want a female that had been used by the members.

“I’m
doing fine, sweetheart,” he said and brought the fresh beer to his mouth. After
taking a long sip of it, he set it back down, heard the front door slam from
the force of the frigid wind outside, but didn’t bother looking to see who it
was. It was a Monday night. The bar was pretty dead except for a few regulars
that seemed to live off of alcohol, and then of course him, the hired muscle
that stayed by the door and made sure no underage asshole came in, and Tawny.

She
lifted her head and stared over his shoulder at whoever had just walked in.

“What
about you and Dakota?”

That
had her snapping her gaze to his and her eyes widening slightly. He chuckled.
“Sweetheart, you have to know that
nothing,
and I mean
nothing, gets past a Grizzly, especially when you do it in a bar owned by one.”
He smirked at her humiliation and brought his beer to his mouth. Her cheeks got
red, and she leaned in close.

“God,
please don’t tell me you and everyone else knows about what Dakota and I did in
the backroom.”

He
nearly spit out his beer at her words, and quickly wiped his mouth. “What?
The backroom?”
Okay, this was going into too much
information territory. She pulled back slightly, knitted her brows as if confused,
and then her mouth opened in a silent “O”.

“Oh,
shit.” She covered her face. “You were talking about Dakota being at the bar,
weren’t you?”

He
chuckled. “Yeah, and I don’t want to know anything else.

She
dropped her hands to her sides, breathed out, and leaned her elbows on the
counter.
“Good, because I don’t want to tell you anything
else.”
She smiled and looked over his shoulder again. “Dakota is
actually coming over tomorrow night for dinner, so that should be a good ol’
time of my dad acting all alpha on his ass.”

 
That had
Drevin
laughing even harder. “Hey, your dad just loves you, and any man that thinks he
is worthy of being with you needs to go up against your old man to see if he
can cut it.” He shrugged. “If I had a daughter I would be like every other
Grizzly that wants to keep her safe and protected from the horny bastards of
the world.”

“Hi,
I am looking for Tawny.”

The
voice that came from behind
Drevin
had the
conversation with Tawny ceasing. His bear instantly rose up, clawed under the
surface of his skin, and wanted out. The female’s voice was soft and very
feminine, but there was a distinct strength to it that his animal picked up on
immediately. He slowly turned in his seat and stared at the small female that
had on a knitted hat, a bulky as hell jacket, and a pair of snow boots that had
seen better days. She was staring at Tawny, and lifted her hands to remove her
gloves.

“I’m
Tawny, and I assume you’re Allie Harper?”

The
woman nodded. She was human, not looking much older than in her late twenties,
but there was this vulnerably he saw in her right away. She tried to hide it,
and she was doing a pretty good job of it, too, but he was a bear shifter, and
could pick up on that shit as if there was a flashing neon sign right above
her.

“Glad
to see you survived the weather out there,” Tawny said and moved away from
them. The woman glanced over at him, her eyes big and green, and her cheeks red
from the cold weather. She smiled, clearly not having the same powerful pull as
he had at this moment.

“If
you can just fill this out, and then let me know when you’re done, I can go
over everything.”

The
woman named Allie
smiled,
took the application Tawny
gave her, and then went over to one of the tables. He watched her, couldn’t
take his eyes from her, and felt his bear become more restless at the sight of
this female. He had no clue what it was about her, why he was so instantly
drawn to her, and why for the first time in his life his bear and human side
roared out “
Mine
”.