Force of Nature (8 page)

“Oops. I got me feet…my feet all messed up. I just need to get a glass so you can have some too.” She looked up at Austin. “So do you want me to get you a bowl of Wild Chicken? I like that name better than turkey. Gobble gobble.”

He leaned in and sniffed her. CJ had no idea why that would make her all melty, but it did.

She leaned into him when he suddenly pushed her away from him.

“You certainly run cold and colder, don’tcha? Let me go, please. I have a guest. The flowers are nicer…is that chocolate? I love chocolate.”

“You’re drunk,” he snapped at her. Then he picked up her bottle. “Did you drink all this?”

“Course I did. I had to have my turkey dinner, didn’t I? I dropped mine when Phil did his speedy thingy.” She took the box of candy from him and went to the table. “And now I can have my dessert.”

She was just pouring her another glass of gobble gobble when Austin took her bottle. “Hey!

Give me that back. I offered you a bone. Me and the flowers are gonna have a cella…celler…party. And you aren’t invited. Go home. Or do you live in a cave?”

She’d been thinking about him and his living arrangements too much, she thought. Actually, not so much where he lived but how he slept. She really wondered if he slept in the raw. After he left last night, she’d hoped he’d come back with a condom, or a case of them. But he hadn’t.

That’s when she’d gone back down to the bar and got another bottle.

When Austin started pouring the rest of the liquor down the sink, she stood up. That’s when she noticed the box on the counter. She picked them up and read the description. The words

“extra-large” caught her eye, then the claim “for her enjoyment.” She looked up at him when he cleared his throat.

He looked every bit the wolf he claimed he was. His eyes, a warm brown normally were now a dark almost black. His face looked tense, like whatever he was holding back was causing him intense pain. Looking down his body, she felt her own react, sort of swell with need of her own. But when she looked at his groin, she moaned and stepped toward him.

He put out a hand and she simply moved it away and put her hand on his cock. She felt it harden beneath her. When he covered hers with his own hand, she leaned into him and did what he did to her. She licked his neck. When he jerked her away from him, she stared at him.

“You’re drunk. And we aren’t doing this,” he snarled with a shake of her shoulders. “I won’t have you claiming later that I took advantage of you.”

A slap couldn’t have sobered her more quickly. She felt the pain of his words rip through her and was suddenly glad he had stopped her. With as much dignity as she could summon up, CJ walked to the door and opened it. She could feel the tears fill her eyes and moved away toward her room.

“Lock the door on your way out, please. Have a nice Thanksgiving,” she told him quietly.

“And don’t forget your protection when you leave.”

~Chapter Eight~

Austin stood in the dark kitchen. He didn’t want to leave, and he knew if he left her, he’d never get to come back. She’d make sure of that. He did the only thing he could think of. He put the box of condoms in his jacket pocket and went to her room.

He wasn’t surprised to find the door locked. A simple foot to the lock fixed that issue very nicely. She was standing near the window and turned when he entered. He began unbuttoning his shirt as he spoke.

“You are going to bed now, I take it? I sleep in the nude, but for tonight, just because I’m not going to take advantage of you while you’re inebriated, I will leave on my briefs.” He pulled off his t-shirt after he’d removed his shirt.

“You so are not sleeping in my bed. You just put your shirt back on and get out.” He watched her swallow hard before she continued. “This is not funny, Austin. I mean it, get out.”

“No. After we get a good night’s sleep, you and I are going to my house to have dinner with my family. I think it’s important that you like them, don’t you? I mean, we will be spending the rest of our lives together.”

“I’m not spending any time with you. You are replacing my door too.” She moved toward the bathroom and he pressed her against it when she opened it, slamming it shut again. “Let go of me.”

He rocked his cock against her ass and smiled when she shuddered. “You want me, don’t you, CJ. And don’t lie to me. I can smell your arousal as sweet as perfume.”

“So what? I’m horny. You think you’re the only one who can want to be fucked? I was just on my way out to take care of that when you—”

He jerked her around to face him. “You’ll be careful what you say, CJ. Alphas are an extremely jealous species. And when another male, whether knowing or not, touches what’s his, he will kill them.”

His mouth covered hers. She was hot, her mouth hard beneath his. Shifting her so that the length of her fit against him, Austin felt her respond by degrees. Her body softened and her arms came up around his shoulders. He wanted her, now. Moving her so that he could lift her, he carried her back to the bed. When he glanced to the kitchen, only to see if the door was locked, he spied the bottle of whiskey on the table. Everything in him chilled.

He set her on the floor and pulled her from him. He wouldn’t take her this way. Not with the possibility of her not being of sound mind enough to consent. When she looked up at him, her eyes dark with need, he pushed her further away.

“Austin? What? What is it?” He nearly did take her then. Her voice was so husky he nearly tossed her to the bed and said to hell with morals. But instead, he took another step back.

“No. Not like this. Not with half a bottle of whiskey in you. We’ll sleep, then tomorrow, we’ll discuss this.” He turned away from her, away from temptation.

His cock ached. And he knew she could see how much he wanted her. Moving toward the bathroom, he decided that the best thing he could do was jerk off. Give himself some relief.

When he returned, he’d be able to sleep the few hours until they got to his home and then they’d talk. Yeah, he thought, and monkeys would fly.

He shut the door behind him and leaned on the sink. Turning on the cold water, he rubbed his hand down his cock and thought about what it would feel like buried deep inside of her. The thought of coming deep in her made him groan. Closing his eyes, he released his cock from his shorts. He was just wrapping his fingers tight around himself when the door opened.

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CJ nearly turned around and left the tiny bath when she saw what he was doing. But found she couldn’t. She watched as he wrapped his hand around his cock and moved it up and down.

She couldn’t help the moan that spilled over her suddenly dry lips.

“You stand there watching me and I’m going to come all over you.” She looked up at his face when he spoke. “Come here, CJ. Help me come.”

She moved toward him even as he took her hand and rubbed it against his shaft. She wrapped her fingers around him as he’d done and squeezed him. He jumped in her hand. When his free hand moved behind her neck and brought her close, she moaned again as she felt his mouth nip at her neck.

“Strip. Take your clothes off and let me taste you. Christ, I want to fuck you with my tongue.” His hands were everywhere. Her clothes were torn from her even as she felt his mouth on her breasts. “Feed me, CJ. Feed me your nipples while I fuck your hand.”

When her breast was free, she lifted it up to his mouth and his teeth sank deep into her nipple, making her cry out. When he turned her around and sat her on the counter, she whimpered when he freed his cock from her hand. But his fingers sliding into her pussy made her forget everything but what he was doing to her.

“I’m going to eat you, suck your pussy until you come in my mouth. Then I’m going to lap every bit of your cum in my mouth, making you come and come again.”

“Please, Austin. Please.” When he got down onto his knees and pulled her ass forward until her pussy was right on the edge, she watched his head lower to her. “Austin, please, I—”

His tongue entered her. She felt it moved inside. In and out, in and out. When he licked her clit, she threw back her head and lifted up to get him deeper. She wrapped her fingers in his hair and tried to guide him to her clit again, but he wouldn’t.

When he finally took her clit into his mouth and sucked her hard, she screamed out her release. His fingers entered her and again, he touched off another climax then another. She lay back when he stood, his cock thick and hard before her.

“Watch me. Watch what I want to do when I come inside of you.” His hand fisted his cock and stroked it once, twice, then a third time before he came. Thick, hot cum jettisoned out from him and onto her belly, breasts and face. He roared with each release and when he reached down and pinched her clit, she came again, screaming out his name as he rubbed his cum all over her.

She couldn’t move. She wasn’t even sure she wanted to. CJ opened one eye to look at Austin. He looked like he couldn’t move either. Then he reached into the shower stall and turned on the water. Steam rolled from the curtain as the bathroom heated up. When he stood up from the wall, she didn’t know whether to be frightened or not when he came toward her. But he simply picked her up in his arms and pulled her into the shower with him.

The water was almost too hot at first, but her body soon adjusted to it. When he put her down, CJ leaned against the tile wall and watched as he adjusted the spray toward the wall and not directly on them. When she reached for the bottle of soap, he took it from her and squirted it in the large, poofy sponge he’d taken from hanging on the nozzle. He turned her so that her back was to his chest and began washing her.

“You have such beautiful skin. Soft and smooth, like a silk blanket my mother used to lay on the back of the couch.” Austin rubbed the poof over her breasts and she moaned as he continued.

“And your taste. Nothing has ever tasted so delicious to me. As soon as you sell this place and move in with us, I’m going to make it a point to taste you every day.”

It took his words a few seconds to sink in. Sell this place? She wasn’t aware that she’d mentioned wanting to sell. She started to ask him where he’d gotten that idea when he moved on to other things he’d assumed she was going to agree to.

“The rig will have to go. I would hate for it to sit and not let someone get any use of it. I know this guy who can get us a good price for it. I’ll do that after the weekend. The car, I like.

Did Phil help you with that?” As if she couldn’t make a decision on her own, but before she could tell him she’d purchased that little number herself, he moved on. “We’ll have children right away. That’ll give you something to do when I’m working. I’d hate for you to get bored.

My mother had some things she did when we were smaller, but—”

CJ turned in toward him then, having heard enough. She looked up at his smile and wondered what century this man had come from. She took the shampoo from him when it looked like he was going to wash her hair. He tried to take it back, but she shoved him back hard.

“I’m quite capable of washing myself, thanks. And for the record, I picked out the car. Phil wanted the little red one he drives.” She lathered up her hair then rinsed before continuing. “I’m not selling my rig, nor am I having any kids. Not now, maybe not ever. As for—”

“CJ, you can’t be serious. Just let me handle things and you’ll see that I’m right. I’ve been…”

She wondered why he stopped and hoped it had to do with the look she was giving him.

Because she was giving him her best pissed off look she could manage. Shutting off the water, she stepped out of the tub and grabbed the only towel there. Moving out of the room and into the bedroom, she heard him swear and she smiled despite how pissed she was. By the time he came out of the bathroom, she was pulling a t-shirt over her head and had her socks and jeans in her hand.

“As for the rest of you assumptions, you, my fine sir, can fuck the hell off,” she told him as she left him to scrabble around picking up his clothes.

The ringing phone had her detour from the living room to the kitchen. She snatched up the phone on the third ring. Without looking at the caller ID, she answered with a snarled, “Hello.”

“Oh dear, he’s gone and done something incredibly stupid, hasn’t he? I’m so sorry, dear. I did try to raise him right.” CJ wasn’t sure who the person was on the other end, but if she was talking about Austin, she couldn’t agree more. “May I speak to Austin, please? It’s his mother.”

Closing her eyes, CJ felt both embarrassment and mortification. Before she could apologize, the bane of her existence right now walked into the room. Austin looked as mad as she felt, but she was sure hers was more justified. Before he could say a word, which if his look was any indication, it was going to be a doozy, she held the phone out to him.

“It’s your mother, or so she claims. Which surprises me on so many levels because I would have sworn you were shit on a rock in hell and the heat hatched you.” He growled at her before taking the receiver. “Be nice or I think she’ll hurt you.”

CJ left the room as she heard him snarl. She laughed out loud when she heard him change his tone and tune when he listened for a second or two. Grabbing up her coat and keys, she went down through the bar and out of the building toward her car, pulling on the rest of her clothes as she went.

But she went to her rig instead. It took her only a few minutes to remember how much she’d missed the thing and she started it up. She was pulling out of the lot when he came tearing out the door to the apartment upstairs. As she drove past him out of the lot, she blew him a kiss and saluted him with her middle finger.

She drove around for an hour before she realized she was crying. She found herself a trucker’s gas stop and pulled in there. She was filling up her tank when her phone vibrated in her pocket. She finished pumping then went in to pay before she pulled it out to check. She was surprised to see that she’d missed a lot of calls and messages.

Phil had called eleven times and left messages on all those. There were seventeen text messages from him and a call from an unknown. She read three of the texts before she paid for her gas and a bottle of pop. She went out and parked in the sleeper area before she read the rest.