“Oakley!” I squeeze his cock, milking him for every drop with every tense of my muscles.
We collapse on the filthy sheets, stained with blood, wet with sweat, and come. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
My eyes grow heavy, the weight of exhaustion pulling me under.
His arms wrap around me, keeping me against him so his cock doesn’t slip free.
The beat of rain is a lullaby, and it sends me straight to sleep.
A loud, pounding knock has me opening my eyes before Nariko wakes up. I check on her through our bond; her soul is sound asleep, the steady breaths easing my worry that whoever is at the door woke her up.
The fucking knocks don’t stop.
Snarling under my breath for being interrupted, I kiss her shoulder and slide on a pair of sweatpants.
I sniff the air and growl.
It’s Ruka.
And he is fucking furious by the weight of his emotions.
Checking the mirror, I keep the messy hair, but scrub off the dried blood on my neck, then speed towards the living room. I rip the door open, leaning one arm against the door trim.
“Knock like that again on my fucking door while my ma—Nariko is asleep and I’ll kill you where you stand.”
“You wouldn’t kill me. It would hurt my sister if you did.” He stands tall, and to my surprise, there isn’t an ounce of fear between us. For a human, he is brave.
Fucking storm chasers.
They are numb to all the dangers since they chase it themselves.
“She’s here, then?” he asks with so much disappointment; the emotional daggers hit me in the heart.
Whether I like it or not, he’s family. I have to protect him for Nariko.
“Yes, she’s here. She’s been with me while you’ve been gone chasing clouds.” I probably shouldn’t have said that, but he’s pissing me off with his condescending attitude.
And if she were still in heat? I’d rip his fucking head off.
If she were still in heat.
It hits me right then that the fire in my veins, in my cock, is gone. The desperation to feel her against me isn’t clawing at my skin. There’s an ache between my own legs from coming so much over the last two days.
She’s pregnant.
I smile knowing the truth, and then it fades; the happiness is gone because I don’t know how Nariko will take it.
“Fuck you, Oklahoma. You know damn well we do more than that.”
I kick the screen door open, and Ruka steps back. I invade his space, doing my best for the predator in me not to rise to the surface.
“You chase clouds that can kill her. I’ve lost one person I love to storms, and I won’t lose another.”
“That isn’t up to you, and the moment you try to dictate what she can and can’t do, she’s gone from your life. If you cage her in, she will break free.” He steps forward, narrowing his familiar brown eyes at me. “I can’t wait until she wakes up to her senses.”
I smirk, knowing his wish will never come true. “We’ll have to see about that, won’t we?” Not that he will ever get his wish. We are bonded for life.
Not that he will know anything about that.
