Dragon Star (A Shifter Football League Novel) (25 page)

"I'm doing what we should've done right away."

Mia was just...scared...of the amazing feelings that threatened to break her protective shell.

The dress lifted over her curvy ass. Jax growled in approval and caressed her gracious heart-shaped cheeks. Then his tongue rubbed against her sensitive neck again, flicking like a flame being fed.

"Fuck, you are divine."

Divine? That wasn't a word that Mia would call herself, but she would go with it. Feeling like a goddess now, she squeezed his crotch, and let out a little playful squeal. His cock pressed against his jeans. Large, hard, and thick....once she noticed how intimidating it was, she lost her grip.

Jax slipped his hands between her thighs.

Then she dug in again.

"Oh, fuck," she groaned now. Mia panted and shoved her forehead against his chest. She whimpered and shut her eyes, watching stars burst under her eyelids as Jax slipped a hand into her black panties.

How did she get here? In the woods, fucked by a bear shifter? She was supposed to be at a business function. This was insane!

She felt like the luckiest girl on Earth as Jax's fingers slipped over her wanton pussy.

"Yes..." Mia groaned, and then she was silenced, biting her lip hard as his fingers brushed her velvety, moist lips.

He tempted her with kisses now. She wanted more, but he only flicked his tongue against hers. Panting against him, she started to shake like a car forced to drive much too fast.

When he brushed against her clit, she practically jumped over his shoulders for relief. He kept her steady as Mia moaned loud into the night. After rubbing her clit, Jax moved lower, putting a finger inside her.

She tightened around him. Her pussy hugged him and attempted to pull him deeper.

"More," she moaned, and she meant it.

Jax had been right. Mia tossed all of her chips in. There was not another man who could make her feel this way, as far as she was concerned.

He stroked inside her, opening her, letting his love flow through her, as his other hand swayed over her sensitive and needy bud.

It was no surprise that she came quicker and harder than she ever had before. All while standing up.

For a moment, she thought she was the shifter—the wild one, then she lost all sense of time and the next thing she knew, she planted herself against Jax’s chest and let him take over completely.

His finger rubbed inside her, taking her even higher, as the orgasm crashed over her and she was swept into it. Thankfully, she found the safety of the shore, and that was Jax, keeping her bound tightly as she came, promising to never let her go until she was ready.

His touch left her at some point. She lost track of time. That moment of bliss had been madness, but she craved it again already.

“Do that again,” she moaned, and smiled wearily up at him.

“So soon? Only if you can handle it.”

“I don’t care. Just do it again,” she breathed heavily, and then he began to stroke again with his finger inside her, his other twisting her hardened nipple.

Panting, she rubbed against him, trying desperately to get off.

“It all needs to come off,” he said. “This night is too perfect. You, are mine. Mine. Forever. And I will show you what that means. Tonight.”

When he slipped her dress even higher, and then shoved her around, so her ass was poking up, and she was bent over, Mia had a good idea what he intended to do.

There was no stopping Jax.

She heard his zipper. She looked back to see his cock hard and pointing straight at her. Jax’s fingers curled over her panties, and he was about to tear them down, when she yelled, “Wait.”

Mia didn’t move. There was still an impossible to shake carnal need inside her that wouldn’t allow her to say no. But she needed to know something.

“Do you have a condom?”

“No condom. I’m claiming you.”

Claiming? Was that a shifter word? No man would
dare
say that to her. Mia wanted some hot sex. She wasn’t so sure about being
claimed
...whatever that meant. That sounded like a lot of compromises, or maybe even living under him, under the bear’s rule, which was laughable.

She was not that type of woman.

If he thought she was, he was wrong.

“That’s insane, Jax. We’ve only just met.”

Mia reached for his hands, grasping her panties. It was terribly difficult to peel them off. Her pussy ached. Even her tits were aching. It felt like if she was alone in her bedroom with her vibrator for weeks, the horniness would never leave her.

After he let go, she took the opportunity to throw her panties and her dress back on. Mia hurried off before he could intervene.

"This is crazy."

"Don't say that," he called after her, but she was already far into the woods.

Mia's body betrayed her. Every footstep thudded against the ground, and she almost tripped with the way she shuffled like she was weighed down.

It didn't feel right to run, but it surely didn't feel right to be taken like that by Jax without a condom. She'd thought the bear was a bit insane, but she didn't realize he was that crazy. Sure, she'd liked his drive, the passion that burned for her, but rushing into a pregnancy was on a whole different level.

"Where are you going?" she heard behind her, but by then, she was running and had broken through the woods.

She was on the lawn now. Inside, the party continued. The party that she was supposed to be at, to discuss the current plans for her company. Instead, she'd been caught in the woods with a sexy bear shifter. It sounded a lot more fun...

Mia brushed herself off and looked herself over as she approached the patio. She was sure that she looked flustered, but at least she wouldn't be walking with her panties around her ankles.

She took a deep breath, told herself to concentrate on what was important, and took a step into another world, so distant from that one Jax had tried to take her to.

* * *

N
o one should have
to endure such torture.

She'd been an inch away from being claimed, and then she'd run. Jax was confident that he could eventually get her to admit the truth. The truth was Mia and him were forever. She was his.

Yet it would do him well to remember the woman was...a woman, not a shifter. Jax couldn't expect her to have the same reasoning as he did.

For Jax, the simple answer would be to pull her panties down, drive into her, and then erupt, his seed claiming her womb, creating a bond between them that would never be broken. And also, changing Mia into a shifter as well with a bite.

He didn't tell her about that...

Perhaps he should’ve? That seemed like something someone would want to be notified about...

"Oh, fuck me," he grumbled, running his fingers over his lips. Then he slowly walked back through the woods with a hard on, making sure that he didn't bump into any trees or get it wound around any stray branches. Ouch.

That disturbing thought helped him focus.

By the time he got to the gazebo and the pond, he could enter the party without alarming all the guests with his massive boner.

Where was Claude? They needed to leave. They overstayed their welcome.

Jax was all bear. He should’ve known that from the beginning.

Trying to talk sense to a non shifter about shifter affairs wasn’t going to go well. Mia would never understand.

Inside, he found Claude encircled by a ring of guests who were trying their best not to stare. The blond bear had a keg by its handle and was just pouring it into a big mug. He lifted it up and guzzled it down, then rinsed and repeated.

As Jax approached, he shrugged and put the hose up to his mouth and simply chugged right from the keg. The bartender cursed and shook his head, looking quite depressed as another worker screamed at another guest who approached, “Does it look like we can serve you any beer?”

Jax snatched the keg hose from Claude.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Trying to have a good time, boss. What does it look like?”

“That much is clear.” Jax wasn’t in the mood to smile. Maybe later, he’d laugh about how absurd Claude was.

“They should stock some Black Beer Brewery. This stuff tastes like water.”

“Claude, are you ready to go?” Jax asked, eyebrows skewered.

“Already?”

“I think you shut the party down,” Jax said. Claude looked around and noticed all the empty glasses.

“Maybe you’re right. Maybe it’s time to leave. And I was this close to getting drunk on human alcohol for once.”

“At least you have goals. Now come on, you’ll accomplish it sometime.” Jax pulled him away from the bar and whispered sorry for Claude drinking them out. “I wouldn’t call this an accomplishment. I’d call this a complete fuck up.”

Claude kept up with his complaining over the watery beer, and also about how he had been in conversation with a good looking woman. “Not a shifter though,” he said, and not his mate, either. At least, he didn’t think so. It was common knowledge that once one met their mate, that they would know instantly, but it was still a hard fact to believe if it never happened to you.

Jax shifted. The other bear followed his lead. First, they traveled on the side of the highway, which drew some odd looks from the passengers in their cars. Then, they darted into the heavy brush with Jax in an extra ornery mood.

The blond bear was always up for a challenge. When he leapt over a fallen log, and then charged ahead at blazing speed, Claude was right by his side, and snorted in response, telling Jax,
Nice try, you want to race? Let’s make this interesting. That party wasn’t interesting enough.

But Jax responded with more energy, letting loose all that pent up frustration over Mia. There was a dense thicket up ahead, and he plowed right through, not even caring as a chunk of log splintered and cracked over his hide.

Claude came bounding at his heels.

He wasn’t going to give up easily.

Now Jax wondered if he’d made a mistake...they would get back home in record time, but would he be exhausted for work tomorrow?

There was no stopping now. A challenge is a challenge, especially to a bear, and bears are much too proud to ever back down from a challenge.

Like he thought, they both were a ragged mess by the time they broke past the first sign to Black Bear Park. The trip had only taken an hour while it had taken about two before.

Human again, they dropped to the dirt and stared up at the moon while they tried to catch their breath. They were up higher now, and the air and the coolness and the stars were far more plentiful than in the polluted city.

Claude beat his chest. “You bastard. Why’d you have to go and do that?”

Jax managed to respond and tell him, “Me? Why couldn’t you just give up?”

“I did at the end,” he said, and he began to chuckle, but then started coughing and wheezing.

“We better check on the others. See if anything has happened while we’re gone.” Jax’s senses hinted at something amiss. What? He had no idea, but all bears in the park were connected, in mind and spirit.

They hobbled on, two broken, naked men down a measly path that led to the wider main path. Upon their arrival, they spotted Keith hauling a net of fish on his back, and once he noticed them, he dropped it and waved them over.

“What happened to you two?”

Claude wiped the sweat from his brow. “You know, alpha’s got to be alpha.”

“He show you up again?” Keith asked, and he laughed at the younger bear. And at Jax too.

“Claude’s always got to make being an alpha difficult. I’ll give him that. I haven’t run that hard or long for a while.” Jax clapped him on the back and the bear looked proud.

The silence that followed wasn’t good.

“What’s wrong?” Jax looked around, but nothing looked suspicious.

Keith rolled his eyes.

“Tell me,” Jax urged him. Even though his muscles were to the point of debility, they flared as he stepped closer to the veteran. “What’s happened?”

Keith pushed aside. He pointed himself to the west, toward where Mia was staying. “I went fishing with Troy. Thought it’d help keep his mind off things. We were doing fine, but then he told me not to follow him, that he had to make things right. He went off, Jax. I don’t know what he plans on doing, but I don’t think it’s going to be a pleasant talk.”

“That idiot,” Jax shouted. Then not a second later, he’d shifted.

Claude and Keith did as well, but Jax, already bursting ahead and toward the Marchini land, roared back at them to stay behind.

Troy hadn’t gotten too far, but Jax sensed that Mia was close, far too close to Troy. He picked up speed, meanwhile, the renegade bear seemed to be taking his sweet time rather than charging into battle.

Upon clearing their woods, the mechanical equipment was fine, all except for one truck flipped over on its side. Troy was still farther ahead and closing in on Mia’s location. He must’ve been toying with the vehicles, probably smashed his shoulder real good on the side of that truck to topple it, but he’d be fine, shifters had extraordinary healing powers.