Walk on the Striped Side (14 page)

He felt her tentative fingers
massage the tip of him through the cloth and he groaned in pleasure. With a
little more surety she slid her hand and the washcloth down his shaft, and then
up again up to the tip. Simultaneously cleaning him and torturing him at the
same time. When he hand slid back down to grab his balls he knew he had to stop
her before this went any further.

Reaching over her head with his
handcuffed hand, it enabled him to hold her around the waist and trap her free
hand between their bodies. Smoothing his hand over her abdomen till he was
cupping her small breast, he squeezed her nipple in warning. He loved the sound
of her gasp.

“Don’t tempt me you little minx.
You know we don’t have time for this right now.”

He wasn’t sure what his little wild
cat was thinking, but he wasn’t going to question this small show of affection.
Even if it was lust driven. Gage carefully turned their bodies so that their backs
faced the shower head and then pulled her backwards so that he could get her
hair wet. In the most docile manner that he’d ever seen her, she allowed him to
shampoo and then condition her hair slowly, giving her a sensual massage as he
cleansed the strands. Once he made sure all the conditioner was rinsed out he
used his free hand to wash his own hair quickly.

Then he grabbed the washcloth from
her and added more soap to it. With slow sweeping motions he cleaned Elena’s
abdomen, up to her breasts, lingering momentarily on her nipples. He loved
listening to her needy little moans as he ran the soapy rag over her body.
Reaching down, he ran the cloth over the folds over her pussy.

When she whispered his name, it
sounded close enough to begging to shred some of his restraint. He let the
washcloth slip from his fingers before cupping his hand over the sweet warmth
of her little pussy, dragging his fingertips through her trimmed curls there.
With his other hand, he reached up and turned her chin so that he could capture
her lips. Taking slow, drugging sips from her lips.

As he swept his tongue into her
mouth for deep, lingering kisses he used two of the fingers playing with the
curls covering her folds to rub over her entrance. Her hips started to rock,
encouraging him to continue, so he eased his fingers inside of her tight
sheath. The tips of his fingers were high inside her, rubbing over her g-spot
at the same moment that his thumb brushed over her clit. Elena moaned into his
mouth and deepened their kiss.

They didn’t have time to make love,
but he had a few minutes to
sate
his mate. After
being unable to touch her for the past two years, he’d be happy to give her as
many orgasms as she wanted. Hell, he’d give her so many orgasms that she
wouldn’t be able to walk for a week if she let him. Thrusting his fingers in
and out of her in a slow, steady rhythm, he made sure to rub over her bundle of
nerves on the inside while keeping steady pressure on her clit. It didn’t take
long before she was begging him.

“Faster. Harder.” She panted in his
mouth.

He sped his movements up little by
little, enjoying the feel of her walls starting to clamp down on his fingers.
But his impatient mate wanted more, because she screamed. “PLEASE GAGE! GOD
PLEASE FUCK ME!”

God he wanted to fuck her so badly.
His cock was rubbing against the seam of her ass and it took everything he had
not to bend her forward a little bit and slam home inside of her. His instincts
were screaming at him though. Telling him it still wasn’t time and that she
wasn’t ready to give into him completely yet. He couldn’t accept less than
everything from her, so he held himself back, but just barely.

Speeding up the thrusts of his
fingers so that they were moving both faster and harder inside of her, he
dropped his mouth to the side of her neck and nipped the skin there. “Do you
like the feel of me inside of you mate?”

“Yes!” She gasped.

He added a third finger and then
pushed up high inside of her to rub of her bundle of nerves again. “Do you need
to come baby?”

“YES! Please Gage. PLEASE!” Elena
screamed.

Pistoning
his fingers in and out of her in a superhuman speed, he watched her face as she
threw her head back to rest on his shoulder and wailed her need. Watching her
like this, on the verge of coming for him was heady, going straight to his head
like the finest of wines. Making him dizzy with so many emotions that his head
started to swim. She was right on the precipice of falling over into what he
imagined would be one of the most explosive orgasms she’d probably ever had.
Her pussy convulsed around his fingers as he kept up the preternatural pace.
Moving his thumb over to brush her clit again as he kept up the motions, he
nipped her neck again even more sharply this time, just short of breaking skin
and then growled, “Come for me mate.”

Her back arched and she screamed
his name out in a shuddery breath, her entire body trembled in climax. He held
her through it, relishing this moment as he would everyone after it as well. To
see his strong Amazon so vulnerable in her passion was one of the greatest
gifts that she could ever give him.

He was panting into the skin of her
neck. Strung tight with his own needs and emotions that were making his heart
beat faster than it ever had before. The words he wanted to give her. Promises
and plans he wanted to make. She wasn’t ready yet though so he would continue
to wait until she was, all the while praying that it would be soon.

Gently kissing the spot he had bitten,
he squeezed his arms around her in a hug before reluctantly giving up their
moment intimacy. It sucked to give this rare moment of peace with his Amazon
up, but they had other battles besides their own to fight. It was time to go
face the one that came from Germany.

CHAPTER-FIFTEEN

Elena

“Stop dragging me around dammit!”

“Well then walk a little faster
Amazon. We’re running late.” Gage grumbled in annoyance.

“And let’s not forget WHY we’re
late, shall we lovebirds?” Alec’s eyes were full of mirth and he gave her an
eyebrow wiggle.

Elena did her best not to blush
again. Gage’s brother had been throwing verbal jabs their way ever since the
two of them had emerged dressed and ready to go from the bedroom. She’d heard
everything from, “So do you feel a little relaxed now?” to “
Awww
…
you’re wearing his shirt! HOW CUTE”.

Elena
really
didn’t like
being picked on about Gage’s shirt because that brought back memories as to
how
she was dressed in said shirt in the first place. When the epically blue balled
and frustrated tiger had realized that he was going to have to
uncuff
one of them to get her dressed, he’d literally
roared in frustration. That roar hadn’t been enough to intimidate her into not
trying to escape though. So the minute he’d popped the lock on his cuffs, she’d
started attacking him. Punches, kicks, elbows to his head plus scratching and
biting him wherever she could.

Elena became a whirlwind of arms
and legs trying to get Gage off of her. Not that it had done her a lick of
good. He’d pinned her to his bed on her stomach, with her wrists trapped in one
of his big hands above her head, and then slipped the red t-shirt over her arms
and head faster than she would have thought possible. His speed hadn’t kept her
from trying to break free while she thought she could though. Elena had started
bucking her body to try and Gage off of her when he did what might have been
the most shocking, but sexy thing she’d ever experienced in her life. He’d
placed his teeth in a warning grip in the back of her neck and bit down just
enough to shock her into submission.

For a second there, when she felt
the sharp points of his teeth on her skin, she hadn’t been sure if she was
going to piss herself or cream her panties. She’d quickly found out that answer
though after he had growled against her skin. Those vibrations against her neck
had somehow traveled every nerve ending she owned straight to her clit, causing
her to throb in an erotic pain. A throb she was still feeling at this very
moment. And since she knew that both Gage and Alec would be able to smell her
desire, she was freaking mortified about it.

Halfway across the parking lot,
Alec start needling her again. “If I remember correctly, that’s the t-shirt you
bought Gage as a gag gift, right Elena? I’m pretty sure he told me about it one
time. But don’t worry, I think it looks better on you rather than it did on
him. You know, you don’t have to advertise to get some cuddling girl, I’d be
more than happy to do it if Gage won’t.”

Luckily, Gage wasn’t inclined to
let his brother pick on her anymore. He swiped a hand out at Alec, and when
Elena saw the claws protruding from his fingertips she figured he wasn’t
playing around with his brother at the moment. Apparently mate status came with
some serious perks, like pest protection.

Not that she was accepting Gage’s
mate claim or anything though.

As the snarly tiger dragged her
through the familiar bar’s entrance, the hairs on the back of her neck
immediately stood up. Someone was watching her. Glancing around the bar, she tried
to spot whoever it was that was setting off her internal radar, but didn’t see
anything out of the norm. Probably because Gage was still dragging her at a
fast clip behind him through the main area towards to door to the back that she
had watched him come out of the first time she’d come here.

Once through the door, she found
several sets of eyes watching her. All of the faces instantly recognizable
since they were the same ones she’d seen the day she’d come here to confront
Gage. The black haired woman and the red haired man who seemed to be a couple.
Two men, one older at the head of the table, and the other younger sitting on
one side of him, both of whom resembled the black hair woman. And finally
Gage’s grandmother and another man with brown hair and a pretty boy demeanor
which instantly irked her. She briefly studied all of them, taking in whatever
bits of info that she could, and storing it all away in her head for future
use. They all seemed just as curious of her, as she of them, so she figured
there was no shame in blatantly giving each of them a good once over. But she
had a hard time looking Gage’s grandmother in the eye because she was somehow
sure the woman knew that Elena had been getting down right freaky with her
grandson less than an hour ago. Some of the room’s inhabitants studied her with
curious expressions, while the others eyed her warily like she might try and
steal their wallet.

Her skills were so much more badass
than wallet theft. For instance her expert level shooting qualifications. These
people simply had no idea.

While internally trying to guess
what species of
Other
these people might be,
she watched as Gage’s grandmother leaned over and whispered into the ear of the
man with sat at the head of the table with shoulder length black hair and
bright green eyes. He wore power and arrogance like a second skin, but Elena
had a feeling that his aura of attitude was well deserved. Perhaps with that
kind of surety in power he was the leader of a Clan of Vampires or an Alpha of
a Pack of Pride? Whatever Grandmother Ivanov said caused the mysterious man to
smile at her, and Elena damn sure appreciated that man’s smile. That was the
kind of smile that spoke to a woman. It said ‘
I’ll fuck you in ways you’ll
never forget and leave you a sobbing, crying mess when I’m done
’. It had to
be one of the sexiest things she’d ever seen.

She felt Gage’s fingers squeeze her
hand, so she looked over to see him glaring back at her in annoyance.
Apparently he didn’t like it when Elena ogled other men in front of him.
Whoops. Gage didn’t give her time to find a way to brush it off though, because
he pulled her into his body possessively and dropped his mouth so that his lips
were touching her ear.

“Should I take you into the
bathroom and quickly remind you who it is that your pussy belongs to?”

Her breath caught at his blunt
words and she soaked her panties at the mental images of what she’d just done
in the shower with Gage. When she didn’t answer him right away, he added “I’d
be happy to show you that I’m the only man who knows exactly how deep, high and
rough you like it love.”

Knowing that the room was probably
full of other shifters that she didn’t want to smell her arousal, she did her
best to lock down her libido. She had to get Gage to stop talking or she was
going to have a spontaneous orgasm in this very room. Unable to trust her voice
to talk without cracking like a prepubescent teenager, she shook her head no
instead.

She felt his teeth sharply nip her
ear lobe and then he whispered, “Then keep those flirtatious looks of yours
saved for me mate. I’m a very jealous beast.”

Nodding, she turned her head to
face him and gave into the insane urge to kiss the very lips that had been
teasing her ear. She wasn’t sure who was more shocked at her actions, her or
Gage. And when she felt him falter at the touch, Elena started to pull back,
feeling slightly chastised, but Gage didn’t let her get very far. His lips
engulfed hers in a short fiery kiss that she swore she could feel all the way
down to her toes before she heard Alec sigh on the other side of them.

“God, not this again. This is why
we’re late in the first place!”

Elena pulled away from Gage so that
she could reach over and punch the annoying shithead, but Gage kept her fist
from making contact by stepping to the side and pulling her bodily with him.

“Leave the mate of your brother
alone Alec! A good grandson would make his babushka happy if he would go out
and find a mate of his own. But NO, you insist on being this whore of the man that
Jenna is always speaking of. This does not make me happy.” Gage’s grandmother
complained in her thick Russian accent.

Elena snickered as Alec hung his
head to stare at the floor at his grandmother’s poor play on words.

The only other woman in the room,
whom Elena was guessing was this Jenna, happily corrected the woman at Alec’s
expense. “It’s man-whore Vera. Remember? Not whore of man.”

Gage’s grandmother waved her hand
through the air as if it didn’t matter. “This is like that other word you tried
to teach me. You say asshole, I say hole of the ass, but we say the same thing,
yes?”

Everyone at the table was
snickering at Jenna’s bugged out eyes when she responded, “Not really, no.”

Elena watched the man at the head
of the table push a map up on the table in front of him. “Let’s get back to
business people. We don’t have time to waste.”

 Gage led her over to two
empty chairs at the table where they could sit. As they did, the man in charge
looked at her and inclined his head. “My name is Pack Master Davies. Please
forgive me for sounding like an uncaring jackass, but I don’t have time to
catch you up on this situation. Since Gage insists you be here with him, please
sit there, stay quiet, and then you can badger your mate for details later.”

Elena immediately opened her mouth
to deny being Gage’s mate, but the big bastard lightly stomped on her toes in a
warning to shut up. He must have considered it a love tap, but it was still
hard enough to hurt like hell. Since she was in a room full of people, she couldn’t
very well cry out ‘
owie-owie-owie
’ or punch him in
the face like she really wanted to!

While she was rubbing her offended
toes through her shoes, she snarled at the irritating man who was quickly
driving her insane. “Just remember, I don’t get mad. I GET EVIL.”

Gage frowned at the threat, Alec
snorted, and Pack Master Davies started speaking again as if Elena wasn’t
dangerously close to giving Gage a
titty
twister.

“
Riiiiight
.
This from the woman who is wearing a shirt that says she’ll cuddle people hard.”
It might have been unwise, but Elena shot Mr. High and Mighty Davies her best
death glare. That fast he’d gone from panty melting hot to someone she wanted
to take with her on her next trip to the gun range. He’d make a really good
target. The man seemed oblivious to her killing looks though, because he just
kept talking.

“I’m sure we’re all terrified of
your evilness. Now if we’re done acting like teenagers with our first crushes,
lets
move on. It’s been three
months since Minna informed us of the Corvus Pack’s activities and the
precarious situation with Alpha Marcus Corvus. Needless to say, three months is
too long. A little over a month ago, I made a phone call to one of my most
trusted friends. He’s a vampire who lives in England. I informed him of the
situation and asked him to fly over to journey and do some surveillance for
us.”

“That was risky, telling someone
outside of us what’s going on.” Jenna stated somberly.

The Pack Master snarled at the
Jenna woman, flashing his canines while doing so. Elena watched in fascination
as the red haired man wrapped his hand around the back of the woman’s neck and
gently squeezed. A silent warning. The reaction from this Davies character
seemed a little harsh to Elena, but from what she’d learned of shifter politics
so far, the Pack Master was the head enchilada of wolves in a specified area.
So, Jenna confronting him with something like that was probably the equivalent
of Elena chastising the President of the United States to his face. In other
words, it’s a no-no.

After a tense moment, the Pack
Master tucked his fangs back up into his mouth and moved on. “Baines is
particularly good at blending into crowds and not being seen when he doesn’t
want to be. So he’s been spying on the Corvus Pack for me for close to a month
now. Following some of the Pack members as they go in and out of town, in their
favorite bars, and their usual activities in general. He’s tried to get close
to their compound, but there’s no way to do it without being discovered. Early
this morning he contacted me with time sensitive information. We have to go in.
They’re planning to assassinate Marcus Corvus.”

The room was deathly silent after
the Pack Master dropped that little bomb. Elena couldn’t help but wonder just
who important this Marcus Corvus was, and why in the world someone was going to
kill him?

Jenna was the first one to speak
again. “Did your friend hear why they want to kill him now? After all this
time?”

The Pack Master shook his head.
“No. Baines would have told me had he heard something to that effect. He stated
the whispered conversation was quickly cut off by someone else exiting the back
door that the two men had been talking by. Once they were interrupted, they
both went back inside the bar.”

The younger looking version of the
Pack Master finally spoke up. “So we get Minna in here. We go over the diagrams
of the compound that she’s drawn us, and we start planning. We can’t let them
kill Corvus.”

The Pack Master nodded, and then
scanned the room, scrutinizing each of them. “I don’t think I really need to
say how dangerous this mission is going to be. We’ll be headed into another
wolf pack’s compound without knowing exactly how many of them are inside. I’m
sure Baines can surveillance the place between now and then to give us a heads
up on guards on the perimeter and such, but otherwise we’re flying blind. That
being said, I can’t make any of you go except Gage and his team. The rest of
you, it’s your choice. You have until Minna gets here to make it.”