The Maverick Pride Tales - Chapter 42: Chapter 42

Brayden’s Bear had already picked up the scent of his luscious mate in the air when he exited the Neta’s office.
Sure, the briefing had been troublesome, but it fell from his mind the second he got a trace of honey, nutmeg, and ginger in his nostrils. She was still there, inside the Pride House.
Relief and urgency rushed through his blood at the thought of Jessica so close. She hadn’t left yet, and he could still catch up to her. Maybe even finish what they’d started outside.
Find. Kiss. Claim.
His Bear roared the words in his mind’s eye. And yes, the notion held merit. Brayden was big enough to admit he was done pretending he could live without her. At least, he could admit that much to himself.
His Bear pushed him to move faster. Particularly when he thought of the other single, unmated males that lurked nearby. If any of them went near his unclaimed mate made, his beast was going to go wild. He looked down to see claws tipping his hands and fur sprouting along his arms.
Fuck.
He had to get a grip on his Bear before he sought her out. As if sensing his plans, the Bear receded, allowing Brayden’s human self to act once more in control.
Even his animal understood there were things only the human side of him could accomplish. Such as claiming their sexy as hell mate. Hunting her scent through the house had him even more on edge.
He finally found her sitting in the informal dining room with Elissa and Uncle Uzzi. Brayden had had his doubts about the Witch, but now he realized he owed his future happiness to the powerful man.
Without him, he would have never had the courage to go beyond his own past to acknowledge the female the Fates had sent him.
His sweet Jessica.
Beautiful.
Mine.
He felt his chest rumble with his Bear. The animal purring in approval, anxious to be near his mate. His ears picked up on the conversation the three of them were having, and quickly, his ears turn red. They were discussing his and Jessica’s as of yet, non-existent sex life.
Fuck that.
He would make sure his sexy little She-Cat would have something else to blush about the next time she was asked about his prowess.
Hell fucking yes.
The second he tugged her into his arms, the others in the room simply ceased to exist. His hands trembled when he got them on her, but only at first. After that, he knew exactly how to tease and touch his sexy little she-Cat.
His Bear pushed to take over, but he was in control now. It took a lot of strength to rein the animal in, kissing Jessica, taking more of his attention than he ever could have imagined. She was more intoxicating than anything he’d ever experienced.
He was vaguely aware of the sounds of footsteps coming down the hallway. Without thinking, he swept Jessica off her feet into his arms. Swallowing her startled moan. He continued to kiss her as he made his way hurriedly to his suite of rooms.
Luckily, as Beta, Brayden had been given his own wing inside the Maverick Pride House. It was necessary for him to be close to the Neta and to the Nari. But because of the previous tenant, he’d gutted the place.
As soon as Blake had been disposed of, Brayden had torn down walls, replaced sheetrock, and flooring. He’d repainted, re-tiled, and replaced every single inch of furniture. He’d wanted nothing of the man’s evil left to taint the space.
Now that he’d brought his mate here, he was glad he’d gone through all the trouble. Not only was this place new and clean, but he’d also reinforced the insulation in the walls to make it soundproof. The perfect den for a Bear and his mate.
Mine.
He eased the door closed and clicked the lock in place. Jessica smiled against his lips, her tongue exploring the inside of his mouth.
Fuck, she was so damn sexy. Thank the gods she was his.
Brayden wasn’t into sharing. He might have been a complete ass for not calling her for two days, but he’d make it up to her no matter how long it took. As a matter of fact, he was going to start right now.
“Brayden,” Jessica sighed his name as he sat her down on the bed.
Before she could say another word, he reached for the end of her sweater and tugged the soft fabric over her head. He needed her naked. The sooner the better.
Grrrrr.
The sight before him made his cock throb mercilessly. Little pieces of silvery lace barely covered her plentiful breasts, making his mouth water. She tried to cover her belly with her arms, but he would have none of that. He wanted to see every inch of her pale ivory skin.
“So beautiful,” he breathed, taking her hands away from her stomach and placing them next to her.
“I’m too big,” she murmured.
“You. Are. Fucking. Perfect.” His growl reverberated in the room.
“I’m a Bear, kitten, and you fill my hands like you were made for me.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Fuck yeah. Your skin is like fresh peaches and cream,” he growled, his voice was thick with his Bear.
“Your scent is like honey and gingerbread. And your taste, sweeter than all of those combined. Need you, mate.”
The heady scent of her arousal filled the room, making his animal rumble. He liked that she was turned on by him. It was natural for mates to want each other, but nothing in this world was a certainty. He’d learned that the hard way when his friend had died.
Not now, he pushed the thought out of his head.
He’d loved John like a brother and mourned Valerie’s death, even going so far as to take on the guilt for it, but not now and not here.
Here was for his mate.
Jessica. Kitten. Mine.
“Your turn,” she whispered boldly.
Brayden’s nostril flared and his dark eyes widened as she brought her hands down to the button of her jeans, tapping the little piece of copper as she waited for him to do something.
Wait.
What did she say?
Fuck.
His brain had turned to mush. Rushing like a madman, he tore his t-shirt off of his body and took his sweatpants off in one hard shove.
“You’re behind now, baby,” he said, grinning when she couldn’t take her eyes off his cock.
“Holy fuck,” she whispered.
“Bear Shifter, kitten. I’m big all over.”
And he was. Tall and covered in sinewy muscle. He had big hands, big feet, and yes, everything else in between was big, too. Grabbing his dick with his right hand, he stroked himself from root to tip, liking the way Jessica’s eyes followed the movement. The unique teal color glowed with her Tiger.
So, the she-Cat was interested in what he had to offer, eh? He groaned and spread the pearl of precum over his mushroomed head, cupping his balls with his other hand and giving in to the pleasure of touching himself while his mate watched.
“No, let me,” she said, falling to her knees in front of him.
Brayden was so stunned he couldn’t move. Nothing could have gotten him prepared for the sight of his gorgeous woman on her knees.
Holy fucking hell.
His sexy mate leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock with her full pink lips. Then her tongue snaked out, licking the next bead of precum that oozed from his dick.
“Fuck,” he groaned.
She replaced his hand with her own. Her sigh rivaling his as she took his long cock down her throat and sucked. The sounds of her licking and swallowing him were so fucking sexy his cock grew even harder.
“Fuck, kitten, you look so fucking good with your lips wrapped around my dick,” he growled.
“That’s fucking beautiful, baby. Suck me, yeah, just like that,” Brayden growled.
He threw his head back and allowed himself to get lost in the pleasure of his mate’s ministrations. She was so fucking good at giving him what he wanted, what he needed, when he didn’t even know himself.
Her claw-tipped fingers grasped his hips, the points biting into his skin. They added just a hint of pain to the unbelievable pleasure she was giving him making it that much more intense.
“Fuck, kitten, I’m gonna come if you don’t stop,” he warned, but Jessica didn’t seem to have any intentions of stopping.
Her fingers dug into his flesh, and she deep-throated him, sucking his dick with gusto.
“Fuck, gods, yes,” he groaned, long and hard as he came inside her hot mouth.
Did she squirm or move away?
Nope.
His Jessica swallowed every fucking drop, and if he didn’t love her before, he sure as fuck did right then.
“Mmm,” she moaned, sitting back on her heels and grinning like the she-Cat she was.
“Kitten, that was so fucking hot,” he growled, more Bear than man.
Brayden pulled her to her feet and crashed his mouth into hers. He tasted himself on her lips, and fuck if that didn’t turn him on. He fucking loved that she was covered in his scent. The Bear wanted to give her more.
More of his cum. More of his dick. More of him.
Claim.
Bite.
Mine.
Grrr.
“My turn,” Brayden growled, grabbing her jeans.
He almost tore them off before he remembered he liked this particular pair. Jessica sucked in long, deep breaths as Brayden laid her down, and deftly relieved her of every article of clothing she had on.
Her bright teal eyes watched his every move. Making him aware that he was mating a Shifter whose grace and power were a thing of fucking beauty to be treated with respect and care.
And he would. Forevermore.
With every inch of skin he revealed, he stopped what he was doing to properly touch and kiss. He whispered words as he went from place to place. Naughty, secret words, praising his mate for her beauty and strength.
“Touching you is the most incredible kind of high,” he said, nipping the skin over her hip with his teeth.
She had gorgeous hips. Round and luscious, perfect for holding on to while he pounded into her. But he had other things to do first.
“Brayden, please,” she begged, thrusting her hips in silent invitation.
His chest rumbled and saliva filled his mouth. He knew what his mate wanted, and he was more than ready to give it to her. But first, he needed a taste.
“You know, Bears love honey, kitten. I think I need some of yours before I fill you with my cock,” he rumbled as he lowered himself onto the bed.
Brayden sucked in a deep breath, savoring the spicy sweet scent of her desire as he came face to face with heaven. Licking his lips, he leaned forward and snaked out his tongue to swipe at her dripping pussy. So pretty and pink, she was glistening with her arousal in the dim light of the bedroom.
“Mmm,” he groaned as her spicy flavor burst on his tongue.
She was sweeter than his very best favorite kind of cookie. All that gingerbread intensity and honey sweet icing. Her natural nutmeg and ginger flavor mixed with the heady musk of her desire had his Bear roaring at him to stake his claim.
“Oh gods,” she mewled, bucking her hips in time with his own ministrations.
Passion flared and Brayden grabbed her hips, holding her captive to his sensual tortures. He drove his tongue into her heat, fucking her on the appendage the way he would with his cock.
Soon.
Very soon.
“Need you, Brayden,” his mate moaned as her pussy squeezed his tongue.
Her orgasm so close now. He added one finger to her heat and set his tongue to flicking the hard bundle of nerves hidden beneath her soft red curls.
“Taste so good, kitten. I can’t get enough of you,” Brayden groaned.
“Need you, mate,” she moaned, thrusting harder against his mouth.
“Gonna fuck you. Gonna claim you. But you have to come on my tongue first.”
“I don’t think I can,” she gasped, and leaned up on her elbows.
She looked stunning. Her round breasts heaving, the pink tips puckered and hard. Those crazy, beautiful teal eyes of hers were glittering at him, and her mouth was open invitingly as she moaned and gasped. Brayden held her gaze and continued to fuck her with his tongue and hands.
It was the most erotic thing he’d ever done, sucking on her pussy while she watched. It gave him an incentive to work harder than he ever had. And he did, giving her everything he had inside him.
It was hers. Always had been. Always would be.
“Oh gods, close,” she moaned, keeping her eyes on him.
Brayden’s gums ached, his fangs lengthening, and he did something he’d never done before. He kept pumping two fingers in and out of her sex, and another circled her dark forbidden hole. Flicking the flat of his tongue along her clit, he held her eyes in his, and then he scraped his fang along the little nub. Then, and only then, did his woman shatter.
Fuck yeah.
His Bear roared while she came apart in his arms. She roared his name, loud and long as she came and came.
Still licking her, Brayden swallowed down every drop of her cream like she was his own personal slice of heaven.
And she was.