The Bear's Forbidden Wolf: A Hot Paranormal Fantasy Saga with Witches, Werewolves and Werebears (Weres and Witches of Silver Lake Book 4) (28 page)

“Hey, you’re home. Sorry, I must have passed out. I think not having used my invisibility for such a long time, exhausted me.” She brushed the bangs from her face and wet her lips.

He smiled and looked so damn hot. “I can only imagine. The stress alone of breaking into someone’s house and not getting caught would tucker anyone out.” He closed his book and placed it on the nightstand next to the bed. “If you get naked, I’ll give you a back rub.”

Ainsley snickered at his comment. “Hmm, naked? Really? Is that a prerequisite for this back rub?” If she hadn’t already decided that he was the most amazing man in the world, he’d win that award now. “Do I get to rub you down naked afterwards too?”

A burst of energy surfaced at that thought.

“Oh yes, Miss sassy. It is definitely a requirement for this back rub, but I don’t think after touching every inch of your body that my bear will be willing to wait, especially if you are planning to do naughty things to my body.”

“That’s probably true.” She’d never be content just to rub him down. Her mouth and tongue would have to join in the pleasure too. “While I undress, how about grabbing the bottle of lotion from the bathroom. You can rub it all over me.”

“How about I watch you get naked and then I’ll get the lotion?”

His eyes had already turned that yummy golden hue, implying she might never receive that back rub. “Deal.”

Her wolf was going crazy. Because of the delay caused by last night’s adventure up in the hills, it had been too long since they had made love.
Love
. Not only did Jackson’s eyes shine with it, his actions showed her how much he cared for her. Ever since they’d mated, she’d promised herself that she’d allow herself to fully feel. For the first time in her life, she was ready to be in love and be loved.

As slowly as her wolf would allow, she unbuttoned her work shirt and tossed it behind her on the carpeted floor.

Jackson whistled. “I love white lace.”

“Admit it. If I had on a plain cotton bra, you’d say the same thing.”

He shrugged. “I can’t help that no matter what you wear, watching you undress turns me on.”

Everything turned him on, but she wouldn’t play that game. She had some serious loving to do. “I’m glad.”

Next came her pants and then her bra. When she flung them behind her, Jackson’s incisors extended, and hair sprouted on his face. Next thing she knew, he had her flung back onto the bed and pinned under him. “I can’t wait.”

“What about my massage?” Ainsley pouted and gave him some sad puppy dog eyes.

“How about I rub you until you come?” Jackson waggled his eyebrows at her seductively.

Ainsley giggled at his antics. She could imagine what that would entail. Somehow, her back and shoulders wouldn’t receive the attention they deserved. That was okay. She didn’t think she could last very long if he dragged his rough hands all over her body. “I’m waiting for the rubbing to begin.”

“Geezus, I love that sassy mouth.”

“Is that all you love?”
Me and my big mouth
. Damn, Jackson might not be ready to discuss something like the concept of love.

“Clearly, I’ve done a poor job showing you that I love everything about you. Your hair, your tits, your pussy…”

She cracked up. “You are all man. Now show me with your mouth and your hands exactly what you love the most.”

He growled. The next thing she knew, he was all over her. Ainsley’s blue aura shot to life as his lips found hers. His scent and taste spread through her body like wildfire, and her wolf demanded more.

She ran her fingers over his short hair, loving the bristled texture. His facial hair was a little rough on her lips, but she adored that he was as needy as she was. As she ground her pelvis against his hard cock, their tongues dueled for position.

Jackson broke the kiss. “Panties have to go.”

With amazing dexterity, he slipped them down over her butt and dragged them to her knees. She had to intervene and take them off the rest of the way since his arms weren’t long enough.

He slipped a hand around her back, and when he lifted her up enough to suckle on her tits, waves of ecstasy washed over her. He drew one nipple taut while he palmed the other breast. Streaks of pure bliss shot straight to her core, causing Ainsley to moan her pleasure out loud. If he continued for much longer, she’d come, and that wouldn’t do. She was determined to have one huge climax timed precisely with his release. Tonight was about loving Jackson the way he deserved.

“Get on your back,” she commanded.

Without a word, he did as she asked. Before he could take back control, she straddled his legs, leaned over, and then scooted backward until her mouth was close to his cock. Not able to wait any longer, she drew him deep into her mouth. Her blue glow intensified.

“Sweet goddess of love,” Jackson whispered. “Your mouth is pure velvet.”

Not wanting to break the seal, Ainsley worked hard not to smile. Her love for him bloomed. Each flick of her tongue and stroke of her palm heightened her desires. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could last since her need for him surpassed everything she’d ever experienced.

Enough
, her wolf demanded.
Ride him hard
.

Her aura expanding, she lifted up, drew his cock to her entrance, and plunged downward.
Whoa
. While she was wetter than the rose quartz at the bottom of Silver Lake, he stretched her wide. Ainsley had to stop in mid ride to allow the slight pain to subside. Once her muscles relaxed, she dropped down the rest of the way. Blue sparks burst everywhere. She was so close to coming.

“Need you,” Jackson mouthed.

He clasped her shoulders, and when he drew her near, the change in angle hit more erotic spots than she knew existed. Dropping down to her elbows, she cupped his face and kissed him with all of her passion. He’d given her a new lease on life in so many ways, and she planned to thank him for the rest of her life.

In need of air, she lifted up. As if they both were overcome at the same time, he dragged his sharp teeth across the soft part of her neck just as she lightly touched his skin with her needle sharp canines.

Poised to bite, Jackson withdrew his cock partway and then drove right back in. The second he hit her back wall, all hell broke lose. She sunk her teeth into his neck and rode him hard, her blue glow completely encompassing him. As he bit down, her climax came so hard and fast that she saw stars on the back of her lids.

Jackson lifted his head just as his cock exploded, sending his hot seed into her. Her mind blanked, and her body collapsed. She’d never been happier in her life.

*

Ainsley must have
fallen asleep because the next thing she remembered was Jackson shaking her. “Ainsley, I gotta go.”

She sat up. It was dark out. “What? Why? It’s late.”

“Connor called. Wayne found the sardonyx.”

Suddenly, she wasn’t sleepy anymore and sat up. “That’s fantastic.”

“It would be if Connor hadn’t sensed a butt load of shifters near the property. I’m calling Kalan and Rye to see if they can rally the troops.” He leaned over and kissed her. “I’ll be back soon.”

She scooted off the bed. “I’m coming with you.”

“No, you aren’t. I don’t want to be distracted, and if you’re there, I will be.”

“Okay. Then go.” She didn’t want anyone to suffer because she’d delayed him.

He gave her one final kiss then ran down the hall. Her mouth kicked up at the corner as she shook her head. Did he really think she’d let him go alone? And here she’d thought he understood just how stubborn she could be.

Ainsley would give him a three-minute head start. If she parked down the road, shifted, and then cloaked herself, he’d never know she was there. Or so she hoped.

‡

T
he second the
front door closed, Ainsley quickly dressed. As much as she wanted to wear Shamus’s necklace, if she shifted, it would splinter apart, which meant she had to leave it at home. When Jackson had nudged her this morning, anxiety along with excitement had radiated off Jackson’s body. No doubt, he anticipated a fight. Sure, he’d mentioned that Rye and Kalan would have men ready, but could he be certain it would be enough? John Ernst seemed like a resourceful man. After what had gone down when Kip, Kalan, and Connor stormed the Changeling bunker, the Changelings had probably found a ton of trained men to replace the ones they had lost in that battle.

Ainsley jumped in her Jetta and headed to the Donaldson property. Fortunately, Jackson had pointed it out when they’d driven by, so finding it should be easy. She was happy Jackson had found his treasure, but given what it was, it might cause more issues for everyone.

Damn Changelings. Thank goddess she wasn’t one of them anymore.

As she neared, her senses shot to high alert. Just then, a strong pain raced along her arm, and then another one shot across her chest. Oh, shit. Jackson was being attacked. At least this time, he’d anticipated the assault.

The anger radiating from him nearly made her miss her turn. Pressing hard on her brakes she rounded the corner. Ainsley parked and estimated she was about a half mile away. While she undressed in the car, the hardest part was being outside naked for those first few seconds before she shifted. Brrr. Once she closed the car door, she shifted and raced toward the fray.

Howls, screeches, and loud growls sounded everywhere. She envisioned being invisible and suddenly disappeared. Three bears and about fifteen wolves were battling, but she couldn’t tell anyone apart, except for Jackson and his light colored snout.

When she moved closer, the Changeling signatures became apparent. Thank goddess for that talent. Unfortunately, she was able to identify many more Changelings than non-Changelings. Three naked men were sprawled next to a pile of dirt, and she could only hope they were Changelings who’d lost their fight.

Jackson let out a roar when three wolves attacked him, two in front and one behind.
Time to move
.

Ainsley charged.

“What are you doing here?”
Jackson telepathed in between swipes.

Damn. She’d forgotten that as his mate, he could sense her, and didn’t need to see her. Just then a wolf bit his leg. Crap, she hadn’t meant to distract him.

“I wanted to help.”
Now wasn’t the time to debate anything.
“And I’m not leaving.”

Crouching low to gain some momentum, she sprang forward, aiming for one of the Changeling’s neck. Her bite hit the mark, and the attacker rolled to the ground. Victory!

As she ripped out that wolf’s throat, another snarling Changeling wolf ran into her, knocking her over. His paws scraped her neck and shoulder. Fire burned inside her.

“Ainsley!”

“I’m good,”
she telepathed, but Jackson could probably sense that wasn’t true.

Just as she pushed aside the pain, two wolves charged each other and she was caught in the middle of their gnashing teeth. One of the wolves pawed her back while the other bit down on her spine. They pulled back as if they couldn’t understand why they hadn’t reached the other animal.

Just then, huge bear arms smacked the Changelings aside.
“Let me see you,”
Jackson demanded.

With so much pain consuming her, Ainsley was unable to hold her invisibility shield much longer anyway. As soon as her arms and legs appeared, Jackson scooped her up and carried her to the side of the fray.

“You need to stay and fight,”
she managed to communicate as her vision blurred, and a huge ache stole her breath.

“They’re running for the hills. They spotted our clansmen coming. Cowards.”

“I just need to rest…”

*