Moon Sworn (The Bound Series Book 1) (9 page)

Chapter Eight

Jaden heard the front door close as he leaned against the sink unit, looking through the window out onto the back garden and trees visible over the fence.  Freedom called to him but he couldn't go for a run to clear his head, Maya couldn't be left alone as she needed protecting, he sighed. 

Pushing away from the sink he turned around and went to check that all the doors and windows were secured. Once he was satisfied that it was as safe as he could make it, he put on the alarm for the doors and windows and went in search of his mate. 

He found Maya fast asleep in the chair, she looked like a kitten, all curled into herself the way she was.  As he watched her sleeping from the doorway, her chest rising and falling his attention was captured by the expanse of creamy skin visible around her midriff.  With her t-shirt now up around her ribs the calligraphy ink on her side was visible, the writing beautiful and it also gave him other ideas of how to burn off his excess energy.  He could do something that was nearly as enjoyable as running in his cat form, but he wouldn't have to leave the house to do it.  Maybe he'd even lose his clothes this time, possibly even make it to a bed.  Now that was a novel idea, he didn't often take women to his bed.  Come to think of it he couldn't remember a single instance where he had taken a woman in a bed, it was normally outside.  Maybe he was a naturist at heart, not surprising as he was also a jaguar.  Wide open spaces were home to him, nature, and the land were all he really needed.  Although maybe the comfort a bed offered was better with his mate.  After all, if he was going to stick around for a while she may expect to share his bed?  He frowned at the thought as he wasn't sure how he felt about that.  He enjoyed sleeping alone, being able to spread out as he liked across the mattress. His own personal space where he could rest without other people intruding on him, he wasn't a very social person.  The time he'd spent with Maya, Sam and Binks was the most he'd been around people for a while, well, by choice anyway.  When travelling through countries and borders he had to mix with others, but it certainly wasn't by choice.  He'd been on his own too long to suddenly crave company.  He dropped thoughts of company, well apart from his mate.  He didn't want to think about Balin… Binks, at the moment.  He still didn't know how he felt about his brother's sudden reappearance around his mate, especially after all this time.  Could there be another reason he was here, or was it all just a huge coincidence?  He just didn't know and the not knowing was driving him insane.  He was used to dealing with all the facts, situations where he had all the angles figured out and the details to hand. Although that hadn't been the case for the last couple of years or so, well, not since he'd decided he'd better start searching for his mate anyway.

He pushed away from the doorframe and moved in to the room, the jumbled thoughts still cluttering up his head but he ignored them.  Leaning down he scooped Maya up, then sat in the chair and placed her back on his knee.  She stirred but as he ran a hand up and down her back, she settled against him as he tiredly let his head drop down on the back of the chair.  He absently continued stroking her back as he twirled the ends of her hair around a finger with his other hand, his eyes closing.  His actions were also beginning to soothe him too.  He was mentally and physically exhausted and his mind still in a whirl of confusion, finally it went blank as he allowed sleep to claim him.

He was sat in some kind of cupboard, his little arms tightly anchored around his knees as he rocked while listening to the fighting going on behind the door.  If he moved his head back slightly, he could see them through the crack in the door.  Daddy, well that's who mummy had said he was, he'd come to visit again, he did it every few months and each time her skin would itch just before mummy hid her in the cupboard.  She heard the whack as skin hit skin and turned her face into her knees, he was hurting mummy again.  She wanted to go out and tell him to stop but she couldn’t as mummy always made her pinkie promise before she sprayed her and put her in the cupboard.  A pinkie promise couldn't be broken, it was a binding contract, and she had to adhere to it but she so didn't want to.  She could hear mummy crying again, the sound hurt her ears and made her chest ache.  Mummy was usually such a nice, happy person.  She played with her and made her yummy cakes to eat and sang to her as she brushed her long hair.  She loved her mummy, but she didn't know him, her daddy, and what she did know she hated, he was a bad man.

Jaden woke up with a start, he had just had one of Maya's dreams.  How come they were so in tune that they could walk in and out of the others head, how was that even possible?  Like it or not, he'd have to pay Sam and Binks a visit because there was more going on here than simple mates.  Either that or his dad had played it down all the years he'd been growing up.  Maybe he'd meant to tell him the truth later on but hadn't had the chance?  He cut that particular thought off, running a hand through his hair.  He looked down his chest as he heard a light snore and smiled.  Maya was stilled curled into him, her fingers now twisted in his t-shirt as if he'd drop her.  The idea was preposterous, he'd been aware of her slight weight against him as he'd slept.  It was her light, even breathing and stroking her hair that had put him to sleep to begin with.

He bent forward and ran his nose down the side of her cheek, she sighed and her neck stretched backwards over his arm.  It was too tempting to resist, so he nuzzled into it kissing a trail around the full length of the skin she offered and she practically purred in her sleep.  He grinned against her pulse as he gave it a lick before sucking it into his mouth and watch her toes curl and had to bite back a laugh as she released her death grip on his t-shirt and stretched her arms over her head.  Now that offered him even more, and he shrugged.  I mean she was basically pushing them at him, who was he to refuse? 

He kissed down the valley between her breasts and then latched onto one distended nipple, using his only free arm to pinch and roll her other.  His other arm was presently behind her neck.  He groaned as he realised the only thing between him and her was a very thin t-shirt, she wasn't wearing a bra.  He pushed the material up over her breasts to give himself unhindered access.  He sucked the tender morsel into his mouth, then using his tongue he pressed it to the roof and she began to wriggle around on his lap.  One of her arms dropped from over her head to him to her, as if he was going anywhere.  He rolled his eyes at the thought and carried on tormenting the turgid flesh with his mouth teeth, and tongue.  Licking her like a lollipop as his other hand began a leisurely stroll down her slightly rounded belly to the top of her sweat pants.  His finger tracing the edge before dipping inside.  No knickers, she'd been sat in front of the others with no underwear on, none.  He just managed to bite back a snarl and gave her a nip in punishment, making her bottom grind into his growing erection as she moved.  He groaned around her nipple, then began to suck harder as he moved his hand down her body and over her mound.  Stroking over her folds before dipping inside the tight, moist heat they hid.  She now began to ride his hand and he groaned again as he slowly began to manoeuver her around, so he could lower her to the rug in front of the chair.  He manged it all without removing his hand from her pants, her hips still moving as he made himself at home between her thighs.  Leaning on an elbow he latched back onto her nipple while he tried to figure out a logical way of getting inside her while she wore her pants.  He was still wearing no shoes so scooted sideways, and using his flexible spine managed to snag a toe in the waistband of her sweatpants, and peeled them down her legs.  He was rather impressed with his resourcefulness as they pooled around her feet.  He was just going to sit back and take a look at what was revealed when she spoke.

"Oh Daniel yeah, just there." Jaden froze, her nipple slipping out of his lax mouth as he pulled back and stared at her, eyes slitting as he realised her eyes were wide open.  She raised a brow at him, then her eyes lowered and she purposely looked at his right hand that was still busy between her legs.  Her cheeks going Scarlet as her eyes lifted to his again, her lips rolling inwards as she bit down on them.  A snort came out of her nose before her hand came up to cover her mouth.

"Daniel, you just called out Daniel?" he looked at her again and realised her eyes were laughing at him.

"Well as you decided it was okay to get in my pants while I was asleep, I decided it was okay to pretend you were someone else."  His eyebrows shot up at this, and it was his turn to blush.  Maya was impressed, it also surprised her that a man, cat, Tiddles… whatever the hell he was, could be embarrassed after being on the earth for over 200-years.  I mean he was old, man he was ancient. 

Jaden's eyes slit again, his nostrils flaring as he continued to play her body, and she lay there and let him.

"Oh, I'll give you old, and Tiddles, really?" he asked as he leaned forward and took her mouth in a punishing kiss before putting a little space between them. "I'll show you exactly what an old man is capable of," he said against her mouth, his breath skimming over her tingling lips before he kissed her again.  His tongue now in play as he rubbed and twined it with hers as their mouths melded, eating from each other.

Maya stopped thinking as his tongue slipped into her mouth, her eyes sliding shut as he showed her exactly how much experience he'd gained in his time.  He ravaged her mouth and her mind shut down under his talented onslaught.  She couldn't grasp a single thought as he showed her exactly what he could do with his mouth as it wrought havoc on her body.  She twisted and thrashed beneath him as he continued to kiss her as he played her body like it belonged to him.

"It does," he told her against her mouth as he moved down her throat. Teasing, nipping kisses as he moved lower, stroking and caressing her skin as he moved further towards his destination.  "I'm now going to show you exactly what a cat can do with his tongue," he informed her cockily as he pushed her sweats off her fully and put his mouth against her entrance.  Then he drove her completely out of her mind as he sucked, nibbled, stabbed and lathed her femininity until he had to use a hand to hold her still.  "Maya, I need you to take a breath," he said against her and then not giving her time to think he pushed 2 fingers deep inside her, pushing straight through her Hyman.  At the same time he alternately sucked and flicked at the little bundle of nerves hiding beneath their hood.  She flinched, but he continued to torment her with his tongue as he scissored his fingers, trying to stretch her.  He kept up his oral assault until she relaxed again, then he slowly began moving back up her body to her mouth.  Her eyes blinked open as he now lay between her spread thighs, his amber eyes slumberous as they watched her.

"I'm sorry, but it seemed like the easiest and least painful way to do it," he apologised.  He moved one hand beside her head to hold his weight off her and used the other to push down his sweats.  He wrapped a hand around his own dick and used it to guide himself her entrance, being careful not to just thrust.  He'd never taken a virgin before and he hoped to God that he didn't put her off.  He wasn't a gentle man by nature, but for her first time he was trying to temper himself and take into account her innocence.  He was still a little startled that she'd saved herself for him and pulled back when he heard her snort of disbelief.

"Vain much?" she asked and then hissed as he pushed forward breaching her the head of his dick now within her tight heat.  He grit his teeth as his eyes held hers captive.

"No, honest," he ground out on a groan as he gave a push with his hips, seating himself fully before he began to move within her.  Gentle thrusts until she got used to him.  Her bottom lip was calling him as she bit down on it, bruising the soft flesh with the abuse and he lowered his head and kissed her again.  Sucking her bottom lip into his mouth and running his tongue over it to ease the sting she'd caused.  He used his spare hand to pull her thighs up and around his waist, as he picked up the pace, pulling back to watch her face to check she was okay.

"Sheesh, I'm not made of glass, move." She said nipping his chin and digging her nails into his backside before rotating her hips on him.  Jaden growled low in his throat and then gave her a wicked grin as altered his angle, pulling one leg over his shoulder as he sat back on his heels.  This gave him room to move, and he pressed his thumb against that bundle of nerves as he continued to move in and out of her body.  Watching her chest rise and fall more quickly now, then came a little hitch in her breath as her head fell back and she undulated on him.  The rhythmic squeezing of her muscles pulled him over with her and his own head went back, neck muscles straining as he emptied himself within her, then collapsed.  He managed to shove himself sideways, rolling her with him so he didn't crush her with his weight.  His breathing erratic and his leg muscles quaking.

"Fuck me," he managed to grunt out.

"Yep, I think I just did," and he laughed the sound rumbling from his chest as he pulled her over him and ran a hand up and down her back.

"I could get used to this mate thing," he said against her hair as he slung an arm over his eyes.

"Hmm, why?" she asked sleepily.

"The orgasms are more intense" he told her trying to put his finger on what was different.  I mean he'd screwed a lot of women over the years.  He felt her stiffen and her head came up eyes slit and brow raised.

"Really, you want to go there, now?" Jaden rubbed his arm over his eyes in frustration.

"Shit, I keep forgetting you can pluck things out of my head.  I wasn't comparing you to anyone I was trying to get my head around what's different about it.  It is different, more intense, then again it will get better.  Well, once you accept and become bound to me, we can actually produce sperm then and not just ejaculate."  She lifted her head again.