Ann H (5 page)

“Breathe, or its only going to hurt,” he
told her.

Jennifer let out her breath in a rush and
it did help. Her rear gave for him just a little bit, but the pain and the burn
didn’t go away. When his hand reached around her, finding her clit and began to
play, then she did relax and came at the same time. That climax opened the
window for him and Reed surged into her, claiming her ass as he claimed
everything else.

“Yeah, baby,” he moaned. “You feel so
good.”

He moved a slow withdrawal then forward
again. Jennifer didn’t think she could breathe and wasn’t sure how she kept
doing it, but she did. Each push back in, sometimes a short burst of power and
it knocked the wind right out of her. She never thought that in her life she
could feel so helpless, so cared for and so dominated all at the same
time.
 

He took—she gave. It became that simple.
He brought her to a new high one she never knew existed. Hell, she didn’t even
know she was crying until she heard a soft shh from him.

Harder, faster he began to move as did his
fingers playing with her clit. Raw sensations gripped her, held her so tight
that she thought she was going to pass out from all the pleasure, and thought
she did right at her peek.

Jennifer arched herself back and pushed
back against him. The scream that came forth tore at her soul. Tears fell down
her face, hands fisted into the sheets, and still the orgasm washed through
her. One powerful wave after another. It felt like it would never end, just as
he felt like he would never end.

Yet, it all did. She could feel him
swelling inside her, felt the spurt of his release and cried out again.
Weakness overcame her, and Jennifer dropped down on the bed, him still inside
her. Too weak to talk or move, all she could do was whimper when it was over
and he finally pulled out. She didn’t even have the strength to look over her
shoulder to see where he went when he left the bed. She did moan once a warm
washcloth touched her sore body. Reed cleaned her up then tucked her into the
bed, snuggling up behind her.
 

Safe. That’s what she felt right then, but
her body still hummed. She stared at the moon, thinking about how she would be
feeling once it was full.

“Don’t think about that,” he said in her
ear low, his own voice had a sluggish sound to it.

“How do you know I’m thinking?”

“I can hear it.”

She giggled at that.

“I’ll take care of it,” he sighed, getting
closer.

“And how will you take care of it? Males
like you don’t like to share?”

“I’m not sharing. I’m taking care of my mate,
and if she needs another to get through her cycle then I’ll endure it.”

Jennifer smiled, even though he couldn’t
see it. “How will you endure it? The only other male of our kind near is your
brother.” When he said nothing, she turned over to face him. “You’re going to
ask your brother?”

Reed took a deep breath, “Like you said,
there isn’t another male of our kind around, and I do trust him.”

“But he’s your brother. Isn’t that going
to be a bit strange? I mean, hell we really don’t know each other.”

He turned her back around, holding her
close to his chest. “We know each other and will get to know each other better.
Yes, it will be a bit strange to have my brother in bed with us, but it’s only
for the one time. Doubt we will see another red moon in our lifetime.”

She thought about this for a bit, the
smiled again. “So do I get to pick who goes in where?”

Reed growled, “Don’t push it, mate.”

Again, she giggled, “Well what if I like
it so much I want to do it again?” This time he nipped at her shoulder. “Ouch!”

“One time and one time only!” he snapped.
“Period. Now go to sleep.”

Still smiling, Jennifer closed her eyes
and tried to sleep. A hard task when your body was still humming, the need from
a cycle you don’t expect to happen before a full moon hitting her. It was hard,
but somehow she managed to do just that and got some rest. After all, she
didn’t know what the next night might bring her.

Chapter Four

“Excuse me? I didn’t hear you right. You
want me to do what?” Brent asked Reed, a frown on his face, hands on hips.

Reed sat on the sofa in Brent’s rented
cabin as calmly as he could or at least he worked to appear so. Inside he
screamed that this was a mistake, he didn’t want to share his mate even though
he knew she was going to need it.

“You’re the only one I trust,” Reed said.

Brent shook his head and Reed kept an eye
on him. They were only two years apart and very close, not to mention they sort
of looked alike. Brent kept his hair shorter however; they had the same dark
locks, same dark eyes and were built with the same muscle mass. Brent happened
to be only about one or two inches shorter than Reed though. One other time
they shared a woman and it was a night that they both agreed they didn’t want
to do again, because they both really did like it—too much in fact.

“I thought we agreed to never do that
again,” Brent said, leaning on the sink with arms crossed over his chest. “We
liked it too much. Remember?”

“I remember.”

“Then why are you asking me?”

Reed growled and stood up, rubbing his
face, then the back of his neck. “You remember the stories we heard about the
red moon. How we’re forced into a mating heat.”

“Yeah, I remember them.”

“Well, do you also remember the stories of
how a female went into a needing cycle and that it built with each night with
the moon? That once the moon became red, she would be so far gone that one
wouldn’t be enough.” He took a deep breath and began to pace the small space.
“Brent, I never thought I’d stumble upon my mate like this or be put in this kind
of position.” He stopped and met his brother in the eye. “Last night, when I
took her, I felt like I was in heat too and I could smell her cycle. This
morning that scent is stronger instead of weaker. What we were told is true and
she’s going to need another to get through this. I won’t be able to take care
of her alone. I trust you. I’m only asking this one thing. Join us for one
round, then go and I’ll be able to finish it. Please.”

“What does she say?”

“I mentioned it to her…” He went back over
the sofa and sat down with a deep, tired sigh. “She acted like it interested
her. I plan on talking to her about it more when she wakes up.”

“If she is fine with it, then I’ll do this
for you… once.”

Reed met Brent’s gaze. “Thank you.”

“Just don’t ask me again. I don’t like the
idea of having sex with your mate.”

“Unless we get caught in another red full
moon, I have no intention of asking you do this again. Trust me.”

“Good.”

Reed smiled as did Brent. “Now that is
done with, what happened?”

It seemed it was Brent’s turn to look and
act uncomfortable. “I don’t know who, but someone in our world is selling us
out to that bitch. He gets paid by the size of our package. Guess he got a nice
check thanks to my dick.”

Reed shook his head. “We need to figure
out who and stop him.”

“Well that’s going to be hard since it
could be full blood or half blood. Hell it could even be a female for all we
know.”

“But this person knows about us?”

“Yeah, and that bitch only wants shifter
males.”

“Why?”

“Not completely sure, but she did say
something about looking for a birthday present for her daughter.”

“Daughter?”

“Guess the bitch has kids.”

“Great.”

“Yeah, well, I wasn’t what she was looking
for. She turned me down for that and told the guys to send me to the auction
block. Then you came and the shit got blown up.”

“So they auction us off,” Reed nodded.
“Use us for sex until our use is no more.”

“Seems so.”

“And you witnessed it all.” Reed looked at
Brent. “Kind of makes you a wanted man, if you ask me.”

“You think they’re going to come looking
for me?”

“They could.”

Brent took a deep breath, let it out
slowly, and rubbed the back of his neck. “If they know anything about us then
they’ll know this is our weak time. We need to keep moving.”

“Can’t now. The red moon is fucking with
us big time and don’t stand there telling me you don’t feel it or smell her.”

“So what’s your big plan then?”

Reed took a deep breath and thought about
that. What was his great plan? Did he really have one? Nope. “No clue.”

“Thought so.”

Taking another deep breath, Reed stood
back up. “We might need help here.”

“Who you going to call?” Brent now sounded
annoyed and looked it with his arms out to the side.

“I know people.”

“You know people,” Brent nodded. “Yeah,
well who the hell is going to want to help us and who the hell can we trust?”

“Brent we don’t have a choice here,” Reed
sighed. “You were taken to be sold as a sex slave and someone in our world is
selling us all out. We need help here.”

Brent rubbed his face quickly, pushed away
from the counter, and turned his back on Reed, head down. “He’s nuts, if it’s
whom I think you’re thinking about.”

“He’s not nuts, only say, um deadly.”

Brent snickered. “Crazy is more like it.”

“He’s the muscle we need.”

Brent nodded, and turned his head towards
the window. Even during the day, you could see the moon and the red tint in it.
“We don’t have much time here. After tonight the moon will be full and you need
to find him.”

“Oh I think I know someone who can find
him without any trouble.”

Brent turned back around. “They still
talk?”

“Brandon is his only friend.” Reed stood
back up and stretched. “Or at least the only one he’s civil to. Besides,
Brandon owes me a favor.”

“I think too many people owe you too many
favors.”

Reed smiled. “Yep and now so do you,
little brother.”

Reed left the cabin, but didn’t go back to
his right away. He walked around to the back, brought out his cell, and dialed
the number. He waited as it connected then rang.

“So do I get to repay my debt?” Brandon
Michael said once the phone connected.

Reed smiled. “Yeah I’m calling it in.”

“Took you long enough. What you need?”

“Thorn.”

Brandon whistled. “Damn man, do you even
know what you’re asking?”

“Do you know what’s happening?”

“Yeah, I’ve heard.” Brandon’s voice
changed, the humor gone.

“I know you know where he is.”

“I do, but like all the others who are
without a mate, we tend to go into hiding when strange shit like a red moon
comes up. I’m sure he’s hiding as well.”

“But you can reach him.”

“What do you want, Reed?”

Reed rubbed the back of his neck, looking
around the lake where they were staying. Everything is so quiet, peaceful, and
relaxing. Like Brandon said, the strange red moon is affecting them all, and
all he could think about for the moment is going back to his room and slipping
into bed. However, he also needed to stay on track.

“This group of people took Brent,” Reed
said. “We found out a woman is running things and she was going to sell Brent
for a sex slave. I got him back, but I also have this strange feeling that
we’re not safe. They might think he knows something.”

“He doesn’t do protection detail.”

“I want him to; no I need him to find out
who sold us out and see if we are being hunted.”

“And then what?”

“Do you really need me to spell the rest
out?”
Silence.
“Brandon?”

“Let me see what I can do, and I’ll call
you back.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

The call ended. Reed put it back into his
pocket turned and walked back around the cabin to the front door. Right before
he entered, his hand on the knob, he had a strange feeling of being watched. Looking
over his shoulder, he saw nothing, but still had the feeling. Shaking it off,
he went inside and got a slight fright when he saw the bed empty. He just about
turned to run out and hunt for her until he heard the shower running in the
bathroom. Letting out a sigh, Reed closed the door, locked it, and began taking
his clothes off as he headed for the bathroom.