Bound by The Moon (The Bound Series Book 2) (13 page)

"Did he tell you how he got them?" she shook her head, and he nodded. His mouth opened to speak again, just as the back door opened. In stepped a subdued Helena, followed by Sam.

Maya jumped up from her chair. Running to her mother, as she threw her arms around her waist. Then looked at her.

"You okay mum?" Helena nodded as she leaned over, wrapping her own arms around Maya, before kissing her forehead.

"I'm fine. I don't want to discuss it, but I'm fine. Okay?" she added and Maya nodded. She could understand her mother not wanting to discuss it, so she let it go, for now.

"Is Jaden still sleeping?" Sam asked, stepping around Helena. They seemed to exchange a look, and Maya looked from one to the other. Now they were both just looking at her, waiting for an answer.

"Yeah, he's not woken up yet. Agatha has treated his wounds, and left. Now I know you are both okay, I'm just going to go check on him," Maya answered and headed towards the door, stopping at the bottom of the stairs.

"Would you like me to make you a drink, or something, before I go check?" she asked edging backwards, her eyes moving up the stairs before fixing on them again. Again her thumb nail went into her mouth. As she bit down on it, she realised what she was doing, and removed it.

"No we're good. Do you need us to stay?" Helena asked, but Maya just shook her head.

"No we'll be fine, thank you for helping us," Maya said giving her first genuine smile, before turning and heading up the stairs.

As Maya got to the landing, she heard the beeping of the alarm being set. Then the back door shut behind them, and she heard the lock being turned.

Chapter Twelve

Maya stretched, freezing, as she felt a hand settle on her thigh. One eye popped open, and she found herself staring into a pair of amused, golden eyes.

"Jaden, you're awake," she sighed, wrapping her arms around him, before burying her nose in his neck. Breathing deep, butterflies took flight in her stomach because he smelled like himself. Clean and fresh, with a little musk, but his skin was still damp. He'd obviously showered? Frowning she put a hand to his chest and shoved, pushing him onto his back. She than sat up, so she could check him over herself, make sure he was healing.

Grinning, Jaden lay back on the pillows, arms behind his head, as he lazily watched her through hooded eyes.

"Wow, you really are healed," Maya said as she ran a fingertip over his shoulder, his unblemished shoulder. Not a single scar remained from where the skin had been hanging from his shoulder earlier.

"Yes, I'm fully healed, and hungry," he added. Maya went to scurry off the bed, but his hand shot out, wrapping around her ankle, and halting her flight. "Where are you going?" he asked, slowly sitting up again. Her eyes dropped down over his chest and abdomen, then guiltily jumped back up to his smiling eyes.

"You said you were hungry…" she trailed off, as he used his hold on her ankle to pull her further up the bed.

"I am," he growled.

"Well, let go, then I can go fix you something to eat," Maya said. Squealing as she was hauled back to the top of the bed, and was rolled beneath him. Jaden then settled himself comfortably between her thighs, grinning mischievously.

"I never said I wanted food," then his mouth came down on hers.

Maya wrapped her arms around his neck, losing herself in his mouth for a minute, enjoying the sensation of his hard body, lay flush against her own. Her eyes opened as he pulled back. She then frowned as he began edging backwards off the bed. Leaning up on her elbows she tried to see where he was going. His hands landed on her thighs again, wrapping around them, as he pulled them up, and over his shoulders. Squealing at the move, Maya spluttered, as she landed flat on her back again, and heard him laugh.

"I told you I was hungry woman," he said as he lowered his mouth to her core, and she nearly shot off the bed as he licked at her. It was only his arms banded around the top of her thighs that held her still.

"Jaden, you are meant to be resting. Building up your strength again after yesterday… oh my god, what are you doing?" she managed to sputter as he did something with his tongue.

"Well let me see, you want a diagram?" he mumbled from between her thighs, then laughed again, his breath tickling her as she squealed. He sucked and nibbled on her, stabbing deep with his tongue before flicking the little bundle of nerves hidden beneath the hood.

Maya tightened her thighs around his head and he pulled back, pushing her thighs apart.

"Baby, my ears are ringing, and I can't hear a thing when you do that. Behave or I'll tie you to the bed." He looked down, grinning as he watched the moisture pool. "You like that idea Maya? Do you want me to tie you to the bed?" She squeezed her eyes tightly and tried closing her legs again, biting her lip and refusing to answer him. He laughed again wiping his mouth on her stomach as he pushed himself up from the bed, and her eyes shot open. Coming up on her elbows she stared at him, her eyes slitting and growled.

"You're leaving now? Seriously Jaden, get your arse back here now. Finish what you started or I swear to god I'll…" her tirade was cut off as he dove on the bed. Then rolling onto his back, he grabbed her around the waist, pulling her over him. Spreading her thighs so hers straddled his, he pushed his hips up, and entered her.

Gasping, Maya sat back and stared down at him as he lay beneath her. Her mouth open and closing, as she rested her hands on his pectorals.

"See, now I've inserted part A into part B, you're meant to move baby," he mocked her with a grin. Her eyes again slit. She'd been doing a little bit of reading while they'd been together, so she had a few ideas. His own eyes widened in shock, as she pushed herself upright. Then she slowly rotated herself on him, until she was facing his feet.

"Plant your feet, and raise your knees," Maya told him over her shoulder. Slowly he pulled his knees up as he put his arms behind his head, watching her with a smirk. He could afford to humour her for a while. He was curious to see what she'd do. Up until now, she'd been happy to take a backseat and leave it to him. She'd learned to keep him out of her head, so he couldn't get a thing from there. Well, not when she didn't want him to. He'd give her a minute to soothe her wounded pride, and then he'd take over. After all, there was very little she could do, that he'd not already done or seen.

"Jesus Christ," he hissed, as she used her hands on his knees to raise herself up of him. Leaning forward she gave him a heart stopping view of her arse, and he closed his eyes on a groan. From this position, he could actually lie back and watch himself reappear out of her body. Then the breath lodge in his throat as she slowly rotated her pelvis on her downward stroke, as she took him back inside. Using her internal muscles, she squeezed and release his dick as she rode him. His hands came from behind his head, resting on her hips as he punched his head back into the pillow. "What the fuck Maya," Jaden hissed through his teeth as she rocked a little, before repeating the move. His hands flexed on her hips, then moved up her ribcage, before covering her breasts. Squeezing the soft globes in his palms, then loosening his hold. He pinched her nipples, as she continued her leisurely ride.

Jaden ground his teeth, the mouth-watering scene before him adding to the whole sensual experience. The visual of seeing his own flesh disappear and reappearing from her body, as she rode him, had his spine tingling. Horrified, he realised he was going to cum at this rate, and she'd barely started. His back arched under her, as she again squeezed those internal muscles around his dick. Massaging his flesh as he moved within her. Closing his eyes, he prayed, teeth grinding and neck muscles straining as he tried to hold off the inevitable. He was over two hundred years old, he should be able to take this, but fucking hell. The way she moved as she took control and mastered his body was just too much. Growling he sat up, holding her back to him as he stroked a hand down her stomach and snaked it between her legs. He began using a circular motion, rubbing on her clitoris, before pinching the flesh between his thumb and forefinger. Gripping her hip with his other hand he pulled her down, onto him as he pushed up. He felt her begin to shake as her muscles again contracted around him, and his balls drew up tight. Panicking, he did the only thing he could think of. As he thrust up hard, he pinched her again, then opened his mouth. Biting into her shoulder, as he lost control. Hammering into her, as he felt her jerk against him. Her internal muscles clamped down, and wrestled his release from him. Dragging it from him, as she flung an arm over her head. She held his mouth to her as she used his still spilling body to ride out her own release, moaning loudly. Once she stopped and her muscles were doing nothing but flickering with tiny aftershocks; Jaden fell back on the bed. They lay spent, with her sprawled over his chest, his arm still holding her shaking body to his sweat covered one. Breathing harshly through his burning lungs, he grinned as he lifted his head and lathed the marks he'd once again left in her shoulder.

"Well…" he managed, as he got his breath back.

"How about a shower, then round two? Afterwards, you can feed me." 

Maya groaned. Then rolling over she separated them, before turning, and curling into his side. Putting a hand on his stomach, she rested her head on his chest. Running a finger over the scars on his ribs, tracing each furrow in his skin with a gentle stroke.

"How did you get these?" She heard him sigh, resting her chin on his stomach, she looked up at him.

"It was a long time ago, not long after I thought I'd lost all my family. I was a mess for a while Maya, I wasn't careful. I wandered aimlessly, working to buy food as I moved across the country." Sighing he shoved himself up in the bed, resting back against the headboard. He tugged her into him, an arm around her shoulders as he rested his chin on her head. Closing his eyes, he thought back to those dark years, and they were. He'd had no direction, no family. Living from hand to mouth, as he'd moved around looking for something, he didn't have a clue what?

Maya kept quiet, staying out of his head, his thoughts moving way too fast for her to catch anyway.

"I came upon a barn, a couple of towns up, about three months afterwards. I heard a muffled sound coming from inside. I crept up and peeped around the partially opened door. There was a woman inside, probably just out of her teens, if that. She was trying to fight two men off her," Maya tried to look up, but his chin was still on her head. She could feel his anxiety, as the thoughts in his head began to clear. Maya gasped, as she saw the scene unfold.

"Shit Jaden it was them. It was my father, uncle and the woman that wasn't a woman. That bloody witch, Maisie," Maya hissed. She felt him nod against her.

"Yeah I kind of had an inkling as she appeared today, at first I just thought your father was taunting me about killing my parents." He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Anyway, I thought they were hurting her, I didn't realise it was consensual. I was ready to dive in and help out, when I was hit from behind. All I remembered hearing was that horrible, maniacal laughter. Then one of the others turned around. He'd shifted by this time, while inside her. It wasn't normal, it was," he cleared his throat. "Anyway, he turned and began stalking towards me. She pushed herself up on her elbows while the other one was…" Maya knew exactly what her father was still doing to her, as her uncle stalked Jaden. All while good old Uncle Jefferson held him.

"You don't have to continue, I can see it in your mind," Maya said, feeling her stomach revolt.

"Shit, I'm sorry. I'll try harder to mask them so you don't get a picture show too," he added. Bending, he kissed her head, as he rubbed a hand up and down her back. Blanking his mind, he waited until she settled against him again, then continued.

"As I was held, I tried struggling, but it was no good. I just didn't have the strength, not against fully grown shifter. The cat came up, and clawed up my ribs, then as I screamed from the pain Maisie moaned. I heard her calling them back, telling them to leave me alone. She said she was hungry for something more than torture. Your uncle stalked back to her and took his human form, the jackal following him in. Of course at the time, I thought he was a hyena; due to that laugh of his. They didn't even shut the door, just left it wide open as I sat there. As I tried to breathe through the pain, they just went back to their foursome." He sighed again, and she felt his chin rub softly against her hair.

"I must have passed out, because when I came to, they'd all gone. I was left looking up at the night sky, and my side was burning, but semi heeled."

Maya ran her hand soothingly over the scars, then bent and kissed them, making him sigh again.

"I bet they are kicking themselves now," she said, looking up at him with a small smile.

"Yeah I guess they are," he said, as she turned again and continued to run her fingers over the marks.

"This is new," she said as she moved her hand up, running it over the ink on his chest. It matched the mate mark on their hands.

"Yeah, I was informed that if I had silver tattooed into my skin, I could shift without losing my clothes. That's how you do it too," he said running his thumb over the ring he'd placed on her finger.

"That's cool, I like the ink too. Is it sore?"

"No. He had to mix salt in with the ink and silver, so that it would stay put, but I kind of like it. I may get a few more done now I know Douglas knows what he's doing. I always fancied a little artwork, but couldn’t figure out a way to get it done. With our healing abilities, once immortal, it kind of makes it hard to get ink or piercings." She nodded her head, and he bent, kissing her forehead.

"Okay, now I've completely ruined the mood, how about that shower?" He gently moved her to the side, then rolled out of bed. Scooping her up into his arms, he strode out of the bedroom.

Putting her back on her feet, he turned on the shower.

"You wash my back, and I'll wash yours," he said, waggling his brows. Then stepped under the spray, reached out, and grabbed her hand, pulling her under with him.