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He came for me.
Now I’m standing across the room watching as Jarik and the bear interrogate my jailer. I no longer flinch when Jarik’s menacing claws lengthen from the ends of his fingers and he promises to kill the shifter, because I know those claws are protecting me.
None of us expect it when the shifter suddenly throws himself through the window behind him. At the first spray of blood, I turned my head and squeezed my eyes shut.
Now we’re standing around the bloody, mangled body.
“Gods damnit,” the bear growls.
I can’t take my eyes off the crumpled body on the ground in front of us and a tremble works its way through my limbs.This could have been me.It probably should have been me. If Jarik hadn’t come…
“You okay,bejbe?” Jarik asks. He steps in front of me, large hands cup my shoulders hard enough for his sharp claws to dig lightly into my bare arms. When I don’t respond right away, he drops his voice. “Sara, did he hurt you?”
“N-no.” My head jerks to the side and my heart does a little flip at the use of my actual name. The name he only uses when he’s worried or it’s important.
He wraps his arms around me, curling his much larger body around me and presses his nose into the side of my neck, against the place where he bit me. Shivers skitter across my skin when he draws in a deep breath and then he snorts. “Fuck, you stink. What did you do?”
I can’t help the barking laugh even as my skin crawls, knowing that I’m covered with filth. But at least it’smyfilth.
“I threw my piss at him.” Oh, God. It sounds even more awful to say it out loud and I can’t help the hysterical giggle that escapes from between my lips. “I filled a water bottle with it and waited until he opened the door. That’s how I escaped.”
I watch as Jarik’s lips twitch, and then he smiles. “My resourceful female.”
Before I can protest, he sweeps me up into his arms and strides back to the truck parked beside the cabin, with the bear following us.
“What about the jailer?” I ask, glancing over his shoulder at where his body is still lying in a crumpled heap on the ground.
“The shifter? Let his pack find him and deal with him.” Jarik’s eyes meet mine and grow heated. “Right now, my beast needs to make sure you’re unharmed.”
Heat creeps into my cheeks and between my legs, knowing exactly what his beast wants.
The bear drives us back to the city with all the windows down. I’m not sure if it’s because I smell of pee or if it’s because Jarik’s hand is between my legs with his fingers wrapped tightly around my thigh with his pinky teasing my pussy through the seam of my jeans.
By the time we pull up to Jarik’s building, I’m soaked and his cock is tenting the track pants he’s wearing. Before the truck comes to a full stop, he orders the bear to find someone called Luka.
“Thank you, Mr. Bear.” I say over Jarik’s shoulder when he kicks the squeaky door open.
The shifter laughs, “You’re welcome, little human. And it’s Jacob.”
Jarik growls and his arms tighten around me as he slides down from the cab.
“Thank you, Jacob.” I repeat with a laugh and a wave just before the door slams shut between us and Jarik carries me into his building.
He takes me straight to his bedroom and then into the attached bathroom. Without putting me down, he leans into the walk-in shower and turns on the water. While it’s warming, he sets me on the edge of the counter and begins undressing me, starting with my shoes.
“Lift your sweet little ass,” he growls, so he can slide my pants and panties down my legs.
My tongue darts out to wet my bottom lip when he raises up to tower over me. Without having to be asked I lift my arms so he can pull my shirt over my head, more than happy to get out of the soiled clothes. The entire time, his gaze doesn’t leave my face. It’s animalistic, our faces so close that our noses brush. Our breaths mingling in short, warm puffs. When I’m naked his nostrils flare and lips curl into a sneer just before a deep growl rolls over me. The sound tightening my nipples and sending heat straight to my core.
“You reek of him,” he snarls, and then slams his lips against mine as he palms the back of my head and fists my hair, pulling my head back at the same time his tongue plunges past my lips. Seeking. Sweeping. Molding his mouth to mine so he can obliterate any taste in my mouth but his.
I arch up into him with a moan, letting my fingertips trace up and over the dips and valleys of his rippling abs. Spreading my fingers across the expanse of his chest with its light dusting of springy hair.
“Fuck,bejbe.” He tears his mouth from mine just long enough to push the track pants to the ground before curling his arms around my body and slanting his lips against mine once more.
The bathroom is quickly filling with thick steam when he pulls me to the edge of the counter, forcing my legs around his hips. I moan at the feel of him, hot and hard against my core as he slides his length through my drenched folds.
“You’re such a mess for me and I haven’t even touched you yet.”
