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I swallow hard because I’m worried and scared. I really need to talk to Jaxon about this. I can’t believe he didn’t tell me about it. This seems like a big step in our relationship, and it makes me sad that he doesn’t trust me. Of course I’m going to freak out, but I would have liked to learn about werewolves from my werewolf boyfriend instead of my werewolf best friend. Wow, I never thought that sentence would ever come to mind. I guess I’ll have to be the one to bring it up first.
“Wait, wasn’t there one more thing that happened during mating? You said meeting, marking, and what was the third?”
“Calla, s*x.”
My cheeks are bright pink and hot.
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Skyler and I agree that we’ve had enough of the serious talks. I’ve promised to bring it up with Jaxon the next time we’re alone. While we wait for Jaxon to finish his Alpha duties, we plan out the details of the brilliant prank we’re going to play on him. Skyler needs to buy some supplies before we can do it, so today isn’t the day of the prank. But just thinking about this evil plan makes me feel nervous. Jaxon is going to freak out!
Skyler is talking about my part of the prank when he suddenly tilts his head to the side and stands up. He runs across the room and shoves the book into a drawer without thinking about it, then sits down next to me again. I raise an eyebrow, but when I see the door open a second later, I realize that Skyler had to hide the book before Jaxon saw it.
I can’t take my eyes off of Jaxon as he walks through the door. I barely notice that Ezra walks in behind him and goes straight to Skyler. Jaxon hugs me right away, and I hug him back. He sighs in relief and puts his nose on my neck to smell me. I tense up right away, remembering the conversation I just had with Skyler about marking mates on the neck. Jaxon pulls back as if he senses something is wrong.
“What’s wrong?”He’s worried about me right now, but I can’t be honest with him. I’m not having the serious marking talk with Skyler and Ezra in Skyler’s bedroom. No way. I’ll wait. I quickly make up the first lie that comes to mind.
“I’m just worried that my mom wants me to come home soon. I don’t want her to be too mad at me. “I haven’t been home in almost three days…” I really am worried about her, so I decide it’s time to finally see her. I’ve been putting off going home all day. I should have gone straight home after I woke up from my long sleep, but I wimped out and spent the day with Jaxon and Skyler instead. At least I got some homework done…
“Why can’t you just stay here? “I don’t want you to leave.” His lip sticks out, which makes me laugh. Oddly, I don’t want to leave either. I’ve never had a boyfriend before, so is it strange that I want to be with him all the time? I want to spend every free minute with him, and when I’m not with him, I’m thinking about him. It was hard to study when all I could think about was Jaxon’s beautiful eyes, his hugs, and his kind nature. Yeah, I’ve fallen hard for him.
“I don’t want to go either, but I have to go home.” My mom needs help with things around the house, and she probably needs me to watch Maisie. “You know how her work schedule is…” I give him a little pout, and his eyes go to my lips. He leans in and kisses me until my pout goes away.
“Okay, I can’t say no to you. Just so you know, I’m not happy about this.
I give him a sad smile, and we both look scared about being apart. I turn to say goodbye to Skyler, but he and Ezra are stuck in a lip-lock. It gets hotter by the second, and when Ezra grips Skyler tighter against his body and starts grinding on him, Jaxon covers my eyes with his hand and quickly leaves the room. He slams the door behind him and groans while I laugh at how awkward it is. I guess I know what those two are going to do…
Jaxon drives me home, but he doesn’t want to. I feel fine physically, but I’m not looking forward to being away from him.
When he finally parks his car in my driveway, I don’t try to leave. I just sit still and enjoy the last few moments I have with Jaxon. I turn my head to look at him, and he’s already looking at me. He looks at my body like he’s starving and I’m his favorite dessert. Just his look makes me feel warm all over, which is a feeling I’ve never had before but really appreciate. I squeeze my thighs together to try to cool the fire with friction.
Jaxon takes a deep breath. His eyes go dark as he leans over, unbuckles my seatbelt, and pulls me over the center console to straddle his lap in one smooth motion. I’m starting to really appreciate how quick he is in times like these.
“I can smell you, you know,” he growls. His voice is rough, and it makes me shiver. He keeps talking, and just his voice could make me lose it. Everything about him turns me on: his voice, his body, his dominant personality.
“I can smell how wet I’m making you.” His hand slowly moves up my thigh until his fingers touch my most sensitive area. I moan at the feeling of his hand there, and he starts to lightly stroke me through the sweatpants I borrowed from him.
“You look so f*****g sexy in my clothes.” He kisses me while stroking me harder, and the friction feels great. I can feel my panties getting wetter and wetter. “But I can’t wait to see what you look like without them on.”
I press my lips harder against his as my need for him grows. His fingers keep making me feel good, and I can feel an o****m coming on, so I’m getting ready for the release I want so badly.
One second, his hand is rubbing me, and the next, it’s gone. I stop kissing him, and I think I even whine a little. Jaxon smiles from ear to ear as he picks me up and puts me back in the passenger seat.
“W-what?”My voice sounds like a whimper, and I cringe at how desperate I sound. How could he just stop?
“That was your punishment for leaving me. Now you have to go talk to your mom all hot and bothered while you think about how badly you wish I had made you c*m.” He gets out of the car and closes his door. I sit there, stunned. What a cocky, cruel werewolf? He is right. I won’t be able to focus on talking to my mom because I’ll be thinking about what Jaxon started but didn’t finish. That little…
When the passenger side door opens, Jaxon is there with my backpack, which he got from the trunk of the car. He holds out his hand for me to take, but I don’t, so I get out of the car myself. I cross my arms over my chest and angrily walk to my front door. Before I get there, Jaxon gently grabs my wrist and pulls me back into him.
“Don’t be upset, baby,” he says with a laugh. He tries to kiss me, but I turn my head to the side so he kisses my cheek instead of my lips. Instead of getting mad at me, he kisses my cheek again and then kisses my jaw and neck.
He lightly sucks on my skin, which makes the warmth come back. I grab his shoulders to push him away, but for some crazy reason I forget that I’m mad at him and pull him closer to me. I can tell he’s happy with my reaction because he smirks at each soft kiss on my neck.
He kisses down my neck until he gets to a spot in the curve of my neck where he kisses and sucks on it without stopping. I moan and bury my face in his chest as he works his magic. When he lightly nips at the spot, tingles spread through my body from my shoulder. The feeling wakes me up and brings me back to reality. That’s the spot where he would mark me. I definitely see what Skyler meant when he said that the spot was sensitive. Holy heck, it’s very sensitive.
I push him away and give him one last glare before picking up my backpack from the floor where he carelessly dropped it. He was too busy trying to tease me to hold my bag.
“No! You can’t just turn off the sexy! Jaxon, that’s not fair. “Don’t be mad at me for coming to see my mom at my house.” My foot taps up and down in annoyance.
“Don’t worry, I’m not mad at you, baby. He groans and wipes his palm down his face as he tries to figure out how to say what he wants to say. “If it were up to me, you’d never leave my sight.” I have to leave you now because that warlock is still out there. What if he comes back to finish the job and I’m not here to keep you safe?”
He talks to me about his worries, and my anger goes away. Of course, he’s worried about my safety. I was only thinking about how lonely I would be without him. His Alpha nature made him think more deeply—he’ll miss me because he’s worried about my safety.
“Felix won’t hurt me.” I tell him that he never wanted to do the spell in the first place. I try to get him to see that Felix isn’t a bad guy; he’s just been misled and has a good heart.
“Even if I did believe you, there is still a whole coven that told him to cast that spell in the first place.”
Crap, he’s got me. I should be freaking out right now, but I’m not. Maybe it’s the calm before the storm, but I know Jaxon will keep me safe. He’s my guardian angel, and I feel so safe with him.
“I don’t want you to worry,” he says. “I have guards outside your house all the time. You’ll never be by yourself. “I wish I could be with you.”
“Guards?”I whisper, surprised but not at all surprised that Jaxon has pack members looking out for me.
“You won’t even know they’re around. They’ll stay in the woods as wolves. He lifts my chin so we can look each other in the eye and says, “Calla, call me if you need me.” I’ll stop what I’m doing and be there in a few minutes.
My heart is warm.
“I know.”
Jaxon drives away after I unlock my front door. I go into the house and head straight for the kitchen. It’s 4:00 in the afternoon, so I know my mom is probably in there making dinner for us. She works so hard, and I’m a little disappointed in myself for worrying her. I couldn’t have told her I slept for two and a half days straight, though, because that would have opened up a whole can of supernatural worms that I can’t explain to her.
She was peeling potatoes in the kitchen, just like I thought she would be. She stops peeling, drops the potato, and smiles at me. Then she walks over and hugs me.
“Hey, honey. Did you enjoy being at your friend’s house?”
I nod, but she keeps talking before I can say anything.
“Hey, I want you to know that you can talk to me about anything. “I know I’m your mom, but I’m also your friend,” I said.
Oh no. She played the “I’m your mom and your friend” card. She must know something she wants me to talk about with her. Instead of answering her, I walk past her and wash my hands so I can help make dinner. An awkward silence grows between us until my mom decides to break it.