The wind whipped Jacob's shout of frustration into nothing as pulled onto the exit ramp. He' d decided that today was the day to make direct contact; enough road tag, but the touseled honey- blonde was not complying with his timetable. It was driving him nuts. He was ravenous. Didn't she ever eat? Since the day he found her after many years of looking for his mate, he sworn never to live her.
He park his bike and stalked into restaurant, grumbling as he yanked off the helmet. He was restless and jazzed, and that taunting kiss she' d blown him from the pickup had given him a raging hard-on. Something about the way that luscious pink mouth puckered up just got to him. She seemed to like yanking his chain.
He ordered steak, salad and a baked potato, and pulled the crumpled Kentucky road map out of his pocket to gauge how far out of his way he 'd gone in his wild pursuit. Not that he 'd really had any destination to begin with. He kept his vacation plans deliberately to find his mate after serious discussion with his friend, since he was only one without mate because of his company and many contracts he was handling, he never had chance for himself , figuring that it would do him good to practice spontaneity. Well he was practising it now, with vengeance. It had started at a restaurant off 1-95, right after Philadelphia. The sight of her walking out of the ladie's room had hit him like a fist. He found himself staring helplessly at the fit of her jeans, deliciously snug over her round, lush rear. And those cute little nipples, poking out of the tight T-shirt, bouncing and quivering as she moved.
She hadn't seen him. In fact she'd noticed barely anything. She'd walked like a woman in a dream. She looked tired. Her heavy waves of honey-blonde hair covered side of her pale face, her gray eyes haunted and vulnerable. Like she needed someone to cheer her up, make her laugh. Chase those shadows away from her eyes. He'd left his uneaten food on the table and followed her like a man under a spell. She hadn't even noticed him until Charlottesville, Virginia. That had been his first victory. He knew where she hiked, where she camped, where she stopped to pee, where she got gas. He hadn't approached her yet, sensing that the moment wasn't right, but no one else had gotten close to her without him knowing about it, and he was cheerfully prepared to tear any guy who bothered her to pieces. He couldn't really blame her for not stopping. But it still drove him nuts. He was just following his instincts, like he always had. Following his instincts was what had made him a successful man. His instincts had served him both in his pack and company dutifully whenever he'd called upon them. He wasn't used to thrashing helplessly in their grip.
As a successful architect and entrepreneur and also a powerful Alpha, Jacob kerr had hard- time looking for his mate, now he had finally found her, he was very happy. She's beautiful. He want to mark her now . But she was mysterious girl who wouldn't stop and talk to him. But he wasn't giving- up on her.Thunder rolled, and rain started pouring as the waitress set his steaks before him. He scowled out the window. Hating the thought of his mate out there in the rattletrap piece of junk. He'd checked out out her vehicle at the camp- ground last night while she was taking her shower, all of her tires were bad, worry robbed him of his appetite. He got up and paid for the uneaten food, and stared out at the slashing rain , cursing under his breath. It was insanely stupid to go out into that weather in any vehicle, let alone a motorcycle. But he wouldn't let his mate out there all by herself,he pulled on his helmet and heeded out the door.This, too shall pass. Annie tol
Wringing water out of his ponytail. His hazel eyes dance with silent laughter."Can I sit down?""No," she said quickly.He shifted his helmet to the other arm, undaunted. His eyes swept over her appreciatively,"What's your name?" He askedShe hesitated, as if giving him her name would give him some obscure power over her.a hook into her private self. She decided to give him a fake name. jill, or monica, or Brooke. She looked into his intense hazel eyes, open her mouth and said, "Annie. ""Annie." He said her name tenderly, savoring it." Just Annie?"She gulped. "Just Annie. "He nodded. "Ok, just Annie, I 'm just Jacob. It's a pleasure to meet you last. You' ve led me on a merry Chase. ""You haven't caught me," she reminded him tartly. She took a sip of her coffee and stared up over the rim of the cup, her mind spinning with confused excitement. Six foot two and over two hundred pounds of le
Annie had been so wound up all afternoon, she'd exhausted herself to calmness by the time she set up camp that evening. She made use of the campground shower, and then stood in the front of the mirror for a long time, toothbrush in hand studying her face. Trying to imagine how how an outsider would see it . How Jacob might have seen it.She was not hoping he would show up, she told herself as she fixed her dinner-- freeze chicken and rice soup and opened a can of sliced peaches. She like him already and wanted to give him a chance "No! "I can love him" she said to herself. She'd seen the last of the sexy, mysterious motorcycle man. He was her mate , and she forced herself to forget about him, but the more she try, the more he engulf her mind. She couldn't get the thought of him off her mind. Trying to focus on her food .Suddenly the little hairs on the back of her neck prickled to attention with a long , delicious shiver. He was a long , dense shadow at the edge of the
He watched her silently for a long moment, and she tugged her shirt down again, drawing his gaze to her belly. Under the weight of his eyes, that scant inch of exposed flesh seemed outrageously intimate. She covered it instinctively with her hand. His hazel gaze dragged slowly up her body, lingering appreciatively at her breast. She stared back , fascinated by the stark, elegant planes and angles of his face. The flames of the campfires flickered and danced hypnotically in his eyes."I want to be closer to you, Annie," he said softly "Close enough so I can tell what kind of shampoo you used tonight. May I? Jacob didn't talk about them been paired together by the moon Goddess since she doesn't accept it, he decided to seduce her first, mark her and make her permanently his.Annie's lips trembled, and she clamped them together. The velvet- soft tone of his voice made her legs feel asif they wouldn't hold her if she stood, and an unfamiliar ache deep in her belly ma
Jacob stirred the embers with his stick, shooting for an air of idle nonchalance, but the huge, goofy smiles spreading across his face probably ruined the effect. The stick smoldered red-hot at the tip-----not unlike the current state of his cock. Just in case there was a God, he sent up a prayer begging for self- control to not screw this up.Annie folded her legs up against her chest and hugged them."So?" She asked belligerently. "What are you going to do now, Mark me?"He studied the rigid set of her spine, the tremor in her hands. She was scared to death. The realization sent a rush of tenderness through him. "Nothing sudden," he said gently. "Nothing scary. "Nothing rough."She twisted her hands together. Would you, um, like a marshmallow?" Her voice was shaking.Food was the last thing on his mind, but he smiled gently into her wide, anxious eyes. "Sure."Annie leaped up and rummaged through a cardboard box on the picnic table, h
The marshmallow were a stroke of luck, though, because the glistening, sugary clinging to her enticingly plump lower lip gave him just the look he needed to get things started. He leaned over and delicately lick it off , drinking in her little gasp of surprise. His stick fell into the fire as he wound his hand into her damp, silky hair. Her trembling lips opened and he slid his tongue inside. She was delicious; a fresh, unique flavour, with sweet overtones of peaches and burnt sugar. Sexual hunger slammed through him, threatening his self- control. Every luscious detail of her got to him, tossing him off balance, and he needed balance. Something told him that the first time with his mate, beautiful Annie needed to be just right. And he was shaking with raw lust, in no condition to give a peak sexual performances, after waiting for a very long time to joined with his mate, Jacob trying very hard to control his self.Annie's big gray eyes were wide with wonder, the feeling
Annie steadied herself against Jacob's solid shoulder. He gave her a reassuring grin and began to untie her shoes. She stared mutely at his bent head as he lifted her leg prying off one of her battered higj-tops. He cradled her bare, chilly foot in his warm hand and dropped a kiss on her instep, then set to work on the other shoe. He laid them under the rain canopy and held open the tent flap." In you go," he said.She crawled into the tent and sat cross- legged on her sleeping bag as Jacob unlaced his boots. He crawled into the tent and zipped the flap shut.He was huge in the tiny space, dominating it completely. Already his warmth was heating up the tent chilly interior.And this powerful Alph was going to be on top of her. All over her . Inside of her. She hugged herself, shivering with delicious terror, her wolf was rejoicing. She felt like a bird about to fling itself into the heart of a storm, a maelstrom of stabbing lighting and lashing r
He pushed his finger into her hot cleft and murmured softly in triumph to find her melting snd soft. More than ready for anything he wanted from her. She couldn't stop the whimpering sound she made as he coaxed her further open. She dug her fingers into his shoulders and spread her legs for him without protest."Let me taste you, Annie." He voice was raw with excitement.Her body went rigid. "Jack, I don't know how to say this , but......."But what?""But I can't do....... that. It doesn't work for me," she confessed miserable. "It's hurt too much.""You mean oral sex?" His voice was incredulous"Yeah, I know its really weird. It sounds so great in theory, but i practice...... " hee voice trailed off as she tried to push away the memory of ken and his hard , stabbing tongue.He always got so angry when she asked him to be gentle. Finally she'd learned to pretend to enjoy it , hoping he would get bored qu