Stealing Sloane (Lone Wolf Generations #5)

Chapter 9

T he lazy lunch by the pond stretched into an afternoon of swimming, and well into early evening. In fact, they had all decided to just continue on to dinner. Sloane and Jacob went back to the house with Lily to help bring more food. By the time they finished eating, everyone was much too full and sated to go out for a run.

After they packed up and trudged home, however, Sloane still felt restless. Her mind had been much too occupied to truly enjoy herself. What it was occupied with, well, what else would consume her thoughts right now? At some point in the afternoon, they had all decided to go swimming, and watching Jacob shirtless and wet had only put her hormones into overdrive. She had reminded herself that Ronan was still out there, so she sent a message to Lizzie to ask her if there were any updates on their evidence-gathering mission. The only reply from the hybrid was that she was “working on it.”

Since almost everyone went to bed, she considered going to her room herself. However, she would just be tossing and turning the whole night. The truth was, she never slept well unless she was mentally and physically exhausted, at least not in the last year of being on the run. Both she and her wolf were always aware of their surroundings, ready to flee at a moment’s notice. And whenever she did manage to sleep deeply, she often had nightmares of Ronan catching up to her.

Creeping out of the house, she shifted into her wolf form and bounded off. Once again, she allowed her wolf to take over as they roamed the now-familiar territory around them. She was like a passenger, and her wolf the driver, so she could just forget about her worries, even for a short while.

The sound of thumping paws behind them jolted her out of her blissful state. Her first thought was that Ronan had found her and was chasing her. But when her wolf didn’t even raise an alarm, she knew there was no danger from the wolf chasing after them.

A blur passed by, running ahead. The large wolf’s familiar ruddy fur and the scent of clean grass with a burnt edge told her it was Jacob. He slowed down so they were running side-by-side.

They roamed around for what seemed like forever, and she wasn’t quite sure if she was following him or he was following her. But they continued until they reached what seemed like the very deepest part of the Shenandoah territory. It was so quiet and the only light came from the stars and the bright new moon above them. Up ahead was a clearing, and Jacob’s wolf sped up, his legs pumping like a machine to get past them, disappearing over a hill.

Let’s go get him ! she urged her wolf and they, too, pushed their body to go faster. To her surprise, Jacob’s wolf was nowhere. Where in the ? —

Something slammed into their side, not enough to hurt, but it sent them rolling across the damp grass. Sloane’s wolf managed to land on her feet and skidded to a halt, then attacked the other wolf who was still on its back.

The two wolves scuffled playfully, nipping and licking at each other. It had been such a long time since she and her wolf had any playtime like this with another Lycan, and it made her giddy. Though they had been on runs together the past few nights, their wolves had never directly interacted.

Jacob’s wolf lunged at her, and they rolled down the hill. As Sloane relaxed even more, her wolf began to fade away, perhaps feeling content. As her limbs shortened and her fur receded, her companion, too, began to turn human. When they reached the bottom, a fully-human Jacob ended up on top of her.

“Sloane,” he breathed, the glow in his eyes fading as his wolf disappeared. They were replaced by his own luminous green eyes, and the longing in them made her body weak. He lowered himself and touched his lips to hers. She opened to him, allowing his tongue to invade her mouth in a soul-searing kiss.

Her entire body melted at the taste of him. Soon, their soft kisses turned tempestuous, their tongues clashing and teeth gnashing. Urgency built inside her, and she pressed up to him. Something hard poked at her stomach, and she reached down between them to wrap her hands around his erect cock. The thick member twitched in her palm, and she squeezed him, eliciting a moan. She began to stroke him, loving the feel of the hard cock in her hand.

Tearing his mouth from hers, he trailed kisses down her neck until he reached her breast. He wrapped his lips on one already-hard peak, drawing it into his mouth. She stroked him faster as he suckled the nipple harder.

He let out a moan, then grabbed her wrist to stop her.

“Did I do something?—”

“No.” He cut her off with a kiss. “Just … I need a moment.” He took a deep breath. “Okay.” However, instead of letting her wrist go, he captured her left hand in his, then shifted his body lower.

“Jacob, what—oh!”

Her eyes practically rolled back into her head as he pressed his lips to her slick pussy lips, his tongue licking a stripe along the slit. All the while, he held on to her wrists, pinning them down on the soft ground. Her initial reaction was to struggle, but that only made him hold them down tighter.

“Stay still, Sweet Stuff,” he whispered. “I’m gonna taste how sweet you really are.”

She sighed and threw her head back as his tongue worked on her. His mouth was all over her, licking and kissing her, worshipping her pussy. When his tongue found her clit, she nearly exploded again, but he slowed his movements just enough to ease her off the edge, then bring her back. After he did that a few times, she was delirious, her hips jutting up at him, begging for release.

“You are so sweet,” he said. “Don’t whine, I’ll make you come now.” Releasing her wrists, he hoisted one leg over his shoulder, then used his other hand to lift her buttocks up so he could dive deeper into her. His tongue thrust into her, stroking her. She screamed yes over and over again as her body shuddered with her orgasm.

When her body relaxed, she could only think of one thing—that she needed him, now. Somehow, she managed to find the strength to grab his shoulders and urge him to cover her body with his again, then reached down to find his cock. Spreading her legs, she began to guide the tip of his cock against her.

“We shouldn’t …”

“Oh.” Reality washed over her. “Yeah, I mean …”

“No, no.” He shook his head. “I don’t have a condom.”

That seemed oddly thoughtful of him, seeing as they were both Lycans and couldn’t get or give STDs. There was a chance she could get pregnant, but that was very low. “We don’t have to go all the way.” Reaching down, she positioned his cock between her hip and his belly. “There, just?—”

He groaned when she pushed her hips upwards. A quick learner, he understood what she meant and began to move. He didn’t ignore her for his own pleasure, however, as she felt a finger slip inside her, thrusting into her with the same rhythm of his hips and his hard cock rubbing against her skin.

She closed her eyes and grabbed onto his shoulders, her fingers digging into the hard muscle. His hands and body moved faster, and his moans grew loader. He was repeating her name over and over like a prayer. Frankly, there was something just so hot, doing it like this, feeling him against her hip bone, his fingers pistoning into her. Somehow, he managed to twist his hand, and when his thumb brushed her clit, her body exploded with a lightning-quick orgasm. That only seemed to encourage him as he moved faster and faster, his body pressing down on hers to increase the friction.

She knew what was coming, but nothing prepared her for the intensely arousing feeling of his come splashing on her belly. His entire body shuddered, and he buried his nose into her neck, breathing deeply. Kissing her neck, he murmured her name again before rolling off her and lying on the grass beside her.

Sloane felt weak from her own orgasm and didn’t want to move. Even though they didn’t have full sex, she still felt sated, the tension between them finally broken.

Jacob turned on his side to face her. “I need to say something.”

“Hmmm?” She flashed him a smirk. “Are you experiencing post nut clarity?”

She expected a sassy comeback, but to her surprise, he caught her hand and brought it to his lips. “I should have said this back at Blood Moon but didn’t get the chance. Don’t think I don’t want you.”

Her heart skipped a beat. This conversation was turning into something unexpected, and she shifted uncomfortably. “It’s fine, really. We don’t have to talk about it. And if you’re having regrets now and think we shouldn’t have?—”

“No, not at all. The only regret I have is that we didn’t talk more about this. Sloane, the reason I didn’t sleep with you that first night is that I didn’t want things to get complicated.”

“Because of Cliff and Stella.”

“Yeah.”

“And it’s not because you thought I was too crazy or annoying.”

He let out a laugh. “That’s what I told myself. But … really, I think I just didn’t want it to be a one-time thing.”

“I’m sure you’re used to one-night stands.”

“Yeah, that’s me all right.” He let go of her hand. “Just some pretty boy hothead with a revolving door of women.”

The hurt in his eyes was evident. Did he really care that people thought of him that way? “Hey, you’re more than that,” she said. “You also have a nice body.” When he didn’t even crack a smile, she grew nervous. “I was trying to make a joke.”

“I know.”

“I just …” She shook her head. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize sex was important to you. I just … I’ve never really been serious with anyone. It’s all been for fun, for scratching an itch. But I guess when I asked you to fu—to do that when we met, I didn’t really think about your feelings on the matter.”

“It’s not that it’s important but”—reaching out, he cupped her face with his hand—“I didn’t want you think I was using you.”

“Why not? I would have been using you too.”

“But maybe this is all going too fast.”

Her stomach twisted. So, he was regretting what happened between them. “I don’t know what you want from me. You followed me here. You kissed me first.” She did let it happen, but she didn’t invite him to run with her or even asked him so bluntly like the first time. “I thought you wanted this.” She attempted to move away from him, but he was much too quick and caught her with his arms.

“I do.” He moved closer to kiss her, but she turned her head away. “Sloane, look at me, please.”

Blowing out a breath, she faced him, but avoided looking into his eyes. “But why don’t you want to have sex, then? And don’t give me the condom excuse. You know how our bodies work and even then, I’m pretty sure if we go back to the house, we’ll find at least one in your cousin’s bathroom.”

A strange look crossed his face, something unreadable, but nonetheless made her skittish. “Will you trust me on this? Be patient with me and wait until the time is right?”

The right time? What did that mean exactly? “I mean, yeah, I’m not gonna pressure you to put out if you don’t want to.”

Now that brought a genuine smile to his face. “I’m not asking to marry you,” he said. “Just … we obviously get along, so do our wolves. Let’s take our time before we decide on the big step. We have a lot going on.”

She would, of course, respect his wishes if having sex was a big deal for him. Plus, he was right about having a lot going on. Did she forget that there was still the matter of revenge against Ronan?

“I mean, I suppose that’s okay.” Still, a small part of her was screaming ‘DANGER. DO NOT PROCEED.’

He loosened his grip on her, but pulled her on top of him before kissing her again.

She sighed into him as his talented mouth teased her, making her forget her own name.

They spent the rest of the evening together, entwined in each other’s arms, giving each other pleasure until they dozed off under the moonlight. At some point, they woke up and it was still dark. They shifted into their wolf forms and ran back to the house, the sky turning pink as they dressed in their discarded clothes. When they walked back into the house, holding hands, clothes rumpled and smelling of each other, every single person at the kitchen table seemed too shocked to say anything.

Lily, however, flashed them the brightest smile. “Good morning,” she greeted. “Breakfast?”

“Don’t mind if we do,” Jacob said as he pulled out a chair for her.

“So, what were you saying about the calves?” Lily asked Jackson. The Alpha was still staring at Jacob and Sloane, not responding. When his wife elbowed him, he blinked. “Uh, yeah …”

The meal proceeded as normal, though Sloane avoided meeting anyone’s eyes. Once they were done eating, she made a beeline for the stairs.

“Sloane, stop!” Stella called as she chased her down. “Wait a sec, will you?”

“What?” She was halfway up the stairs, so she turned her head back. “I need a shower and a nap.”

Her twin crossed her arms over her chest. “What the heck was that? And no—don’t act like nothing happened.” Leaning forward, she sniffed at her. “You smell like Jacob! Did you guys?—”

“Yeah. I mean, no . I mean”—she slapped a hand over her forehead—“we didn’t, like, have sex sex . But, yeah, we did everything else.”

Stella let out an excited squeal. “Oh my God! Are you guys getting together?”

She didn’t know how to answer that, and frankly, she didn’t want to think about it. “I don’t know, okay?”

“I like him. For you, I mean.” Stella grabbed onto her arm. “And if this means what I think this means?—”

“Stop!” She held a hand up. “Don’t get carried away, Stel.”

“You don’t even know what I was about to say.”

Oh, she knew exactly what Stella was about to say. Her twin probably had some hair-brained idea that she and Jacob could walk off into the sunset together and live happily ever after. Well, that might have worked for her and Cliff, but that wasn’t how the real world worked. “Look, Stel, we’re just having fun together, okay? Besides it was his idea to not go all the way.”

“So, it’s just sex? Or not-sex?”

“I—” She bit her lip.

“See!” She clapped her hands together. “If he doesn’t want to have sex sex, that means he wants to be sure.”

“We’re … taking things slow. Just seeing where this goes. If it even goes anywhere.” She massaged her temple with her thumb and forefinger. “I just …”

“This is all new, I get it.” Her eyes shone bright with hope, which made guilt creep into Sloane’s chest. “I don’t want to mess this up for you.”

“You’re not. You can’t, because there really isn’t anything to mess up. Don’t get too excited, okay?” Jacob and I should have talked about this. They should have made some kind of plan, perhaps tried to keep things between them for now. But they had been so wrapped up in each other, that she didn’t even stop and think what other people might think.

“Who’s excited?” Jacob quipped as he jogged up the stairs. “Hey, Stel, good luck with training today.”

Stella smirked at him. “Is that all you have to say to me?”

He shrugged. “Why? What else is there? Anyway, we really should be going.”

“We? What—hey!” Stella let out an indignant shriek as he picked her up and carried her over his shoulder. “Jacob!” The only answer she received was a swat to the ass.

Asshole.

She kicked and protested all the way to her room. “I can’t believe you did that in front of Stella.”

The door slammed behind them, and he placed her back on her feet. “Why not? Seemed like the fastest way to get you alone again.” He backed her up against the bed. “Now, what’s the fastest way to get you naked again?”

Her pussy flooded with wetness and her knees weakened. “Get your clothes off. Now.”