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A lone tear escapes and rolls down my cheek, but he catches it with his tongue. “Don’t cry, baby. It won’t hurt anymore.”

I run my hands across his shoulders and his muscles are drawn tight. I pull back from him and ask, “Can I move now?”

He brushes the hair away from my face. “You can do anything you want to do.”

I lift my hips slowly, and then settle again.

His grunt and the tightening of his face presses me on. I do it again, not stopping, up and down until my thrusts become uncontrollable.

He grips my hips with his hands, bouncing me up and down on his lap. I throw my head back as his mouth covers my breast and he pulls my nipple into his mouth.

“Yes,” I moan as my body starts to contract.

He wraps his hand around the base of my neck. “Look at me,” he demands.

I open my eyes and look at him and the emotion wells up and topples over. I’m screaming his name over and over as my body uncontrollably jerks and trembles over him.

He groans and I can feel his massive cock twitching inside of me. He doesn’t stop, though, not until I’ve come down and am lying breathless and limp in his lap. With my head on his shoulder, our chests pressed against each other, we sit here, trying to catch our breath.

“Bree,” he says, stroking his hand down the back of my head.

“Huh?” I say, my eyes still closed. I swear I could pass out right now; he definitely took it out of me.

“Baby, I need to get up,” he says.

My eyes pop open and I raise myself off of him. “Yeah, sorry.” I crawl off the edge of the bed and walk quickly to the bathroom.

I take care of business, take a deep breath and walk back into the bedroom. He’s already dressed in his jeans and putting his boots on. I walk quickly over to the bed and dive under the covers to hide my nakedness.

He’s leaving. I rub my hands across my face. I’m so stupid. I know right now in this instant, I’m going to get my heart broke. There’s no doubt about it.

He gets up from the bed. “Go to sleep. I’ll be right back.”

I sit up, holding the sheet around me. “You’re coming back?”

I try not to let him see the hope in my eyes. He smiles at me. “Yeah. I just want to check outside.”

As he walks away, my mind drifts off to the Eaters. The way everyone is acting, I know I’m in a bad position to be pitted against them. They’re dangerous, I know, but I can’t help but wonder how dangerous.

I draw the blanket up over my body and only moments go by before Ronan is back. He takes off his boots and pants and I know there’s no way my body could handle it, but I already want him again.

He slides into the bed. I’m far on my side, not sure how this works. But I shouldn’t have worried because he’s pulling me to him, wrapping his arms and legs around me until I feel him pressed against every part of me.

I release a sigh and he must think I’m worried about the Eaters, because he promises me, “They’ll never touch you again.”

I burrow deeper into him, resting my head on his chest. Even though I’m scared of the Eaters, I couldn’t be happier that I moved to Eden.

Chapter 9

Ronan

I woke Bree up early this morning because I had to be back at the clubhouse. I would have loved nothing more than to bury myself in her once more, but I know she needs time. I can already feel her trying to withdraw from me. She’s been stilted and quiet. She wanted to stay behind, but I couldn’t leave her. Not until I handle this thing with the Eaters and I know she’s safe.

One thing I’ve learned is she’s definitely not a morning person. I had to ply her with a cup of coffee to get her going. But even now, she’s not saying much. She can try all she wants, but I’m not going anywhere. Not without her anyway.

As soon as we get in the door of the clubhouse, Klaus stops us. “Deator wants to see you.”

Even the way he says our dad’s name, I can hear the indifference in his voice. Our family will never be the same but eventually one of them, Dad or Klaus, are going to have to give in.

I nod my head at him and kiss Bree on the forehead before going in to see my dad. I know exactly what he wants and I’m not surprised when he starts jumping onto me for the “scene” I caused yesterday and going against him.

“Dad, I can’t not protect her. If you don’t want the club in on it, then stop them. But I’m in. I’m 100 percent in.”


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