58. Now That You’re Mine Again
FIFTY-EIGHT
NOW THAT YOU’RE MINE AGAIN
Jack
I haven’t felt this toasty warm in forever , I thought dreamily. My body was curled around something made of heat.
Maybe we went to hell , the monster suggested, amusement in his tone. I’ve heard it’s hot there.
Well, wherever we are, I don’t want to fucking leave!
But something was going to force me out of this comfortable place. I could feel it, had felt it a few times now, but it was becoming impossible to ignore. It was like a tug … in my chest. And every time I felt it, my body … my soul … whatever form I was floating around this warm darkness in, started to itch.
Maybe we could … just for a moment … try opening our eyes, just to see where we’ve ended up? I suggested.
The monster snorted. I thought you’d never ask.
My eyes snapped open, and I sucked in a breath. The memories flooded back.
A plummeting drop. A river that was hard as stone. Liquid, sucked into my lungs. Tumbling in water like I was on a fucking spin cycle. The pain. Fuck me, that pain was enough to turn my stomach even in my memories.
And I’d let go of her hand. I’d let go of …
Seven.
I inhaled deeply. Black tea and spring blooms. Hope.
I glanced down at a crown of auburn hair. At a lithe body, wound around mine. In a bed. A real, honest-to-God, motherfucking bed. With sheets. And pillows. And a fucking floral comforter.
And Seven, in my arms. Sleeping peacefully. But really fucking deeply.
“Seven,” I whispered. She didn’t budge. But she was breathing. She was warm. And she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
“Seven,” I murmured, a little louder this time. I jiggled my arms, wrapped around her back. She sniffed in her sleep, her lips parting.
I couldn’t help myself. I leaned down and pressed my mouth to hers. Soft, and smooth, and …
She woke up with a gasp, her eyes popping when she saw me looking at her.
“You’re …” she breathed, her mouth twitching. Like she wasn’t sure if it was time for her to smile yet or if she still needed to worry.
I hated that I’d made her worry.
“I’m nice and warm, thanks, Blossom,” I mumbled, my lips finding her hair. I breathed in the scent of her like it was a drug.
It could have been. A drug made solely for me.
Mine! the monster purred.
Her hands found my face, tracing my cheekbones, my jaw, my mouth.
“You … it’s been three days, and everyone kept telling me to give you time, that it would take you longer to regenerate because you lost so much blood … but I was …”
She buried her head into my chest, and her back started shaking. I tugged her closer, rolling until I was on my back, with her cradled against me.
“Hey …” I crooned, stroking her hair. “I’m here now.”
“I’m … I thought you were dead in that mountain of rubble.”
I thought so, too.
Don’t fucking tell her that, idiot! the monster chided. Reassure her some more. Maybe while you stroke her clit?
Fuck. I shot hard at the thought. Seven felt it immediately, squirming over me, a little sucked-in breath parting her lips.
I cleared my throat. “Uh … as you can see, I’m definitely alive. In all the ways.” I rocked myself against her, unable to contain the urge.
The heat of her pussy seared my cock through our clothes …
Fuck. Bite. Join.
She stilled, her eyes wary.
“You … we don’t have to,” she whispered.
It was my turn to freeze.
What the fuck? the monster snarled.
“What the fuck?” I blurted.
Seven flinched. “I just thought that … well, you’ve been in a coma for three days, Jack … you lost three-quarters of your blood, and you were crushed by half a building, and you jumped into a river!”
“And your best friend tried to kill you,” I reminded her. “I’m guessing she’s … no longer with us?”
Seven nodded, rolling her bottom lip between her teeth. I reached up, thumbing her mouth, tugging that lip out. A tiny whimper fell from her lips.
Fuck. Bite. Join.
I’m getting to it, I snapped.
“And you … did Baxter die, when the ceiling fell in?”
Seven shook her head slowly, the yellow in her eyes glittering with hatred. “He paid. He paid in full.”
My dick got even harder if that was possible.
“Jesus, Blossom, it shouldn’t turn me on so much when you act all bloodthirsty.” I rolled my hips, savoring her gasp. “What else did you do that was murderous?” I asked, leaning in to run my nose up her delicious throat.
Seven’s lips curved upwards just slightly. “You had a front-row seat to the other three … oh!” She laughed sheepishly. “And there was another agent out in the hallway. I almost forgot about him. I choked him with my chains.”
“Well,” I murmured, gripping her hips, rubbing her pussy against me. She sighed, sitting up a little, gripping my shoulders as she started to move, her pussy stroking the length of my dick through the layers of fabric between us. I groaned, palming her ass. “The monster said I split Mercer’s head open like a dropped watermelon.”
“That is the hottest thing you’ve ever said to me,” Seven purred, brushing her lips against mine.
With a growl, I licked at the seam of her mouth, forcing her lips apart. Plundering her tongue with mine.
“Less clothes, more riding my cock,” I grunted into her mouth, tugging at the little sleep tee she was wearing until she tore herself from my mouth just long enough to drag it over her head. Her mouth crashed back into mine, her tits pressed against my bare chest. Our teeth clashed, our lips were sloppy and desperate on each other as I slid the shorts down over her ass. She lifted up, and together, we fumbled them off and down her legs. The boxers I was wearing got tugged down just enough for my cock to spring free.
“Fuck me, Blossom,” I begged, pressing her back so she was sitting upright, gripping the base of my cock and angling it for her. Her eyes were sparkling as she positioned herself over me and sank herself down.
“So fucking wet for me!” I groaned, sliding my hands over her tits, cupping them and pinching her perfect nipples as she tossed her head back, her hair falling down her back as she took all of me.
“What can I say,” she breathed, rising and sinking on me again, her pussy gripping me, making my already aching dick almost painfully aroused. “Imagining you bashing in Mercer’s skull … mmm … it turns me on.”
I chuckled. “My vicious little Blossom,” I murmured. She arched back, pressing her tits into my hands as she rode me, her body undulating, her skin practically glowing in the light spilling in through the window.
“You know what turns me on?” I whispered, taking her hand and putting it between her legs. “When you touch yourself for me.”
She twinkled down at me, biting her lip as her fingers spread her pussy lips, giving me a perfect view of her plump, pink clit, before she circled it with one finger.
“That’s it, you good fucking girl,” I growled, entranced by her fingers moving on herself, on the slickness of my cock when she rose up.
“You know what else turns me on?” she panted, her finger flicking her clit faster, her movements on my cock becoming more erratic as she chased her orgasm.
“What, Bloss?” I grunted, gripping her ass and rocking her as she rode me, heat blooming at the base of my spine.
“Being bitten by you just as I’m about to come,” she grated.
Fuck yes! the monster roared. Join her!
With a groan, I grabbed her free wrist. “You really want this?” I murmured, pressing a tiny kiss to the pulsing veins there. Her pussy clenched around me, and I bit out a curse.
“You’re Mine, Jack, and I want to be yours … forever,” she puffed.
“Fucking perfect,” I rumbled, my teeth sharpening, and I bit down on her wrist. Delicious, sweet blood flooded my mouth, and as I guzzled greedily, she came with a throaty cry, her pussy contracting violently on my cock.
But I wasn’t done with her. I gripped her hip with my free hand and thrust. The slapping sound of her dripping pussy taking my cock as I slammed up into her was so filthy hot that my teeth popped free of her wrist, and I gripped her tight with both hands, fucking her harder.
She collapsed against my chest, her fingers curling against my biceps as she moaned into my shoulder.
“Come again for me, Blossom,” I begged, rocking her pussy on me in a way that I was sure would get her over the edge again. I gripped her ass so tight I was probably bruising her, desperately holding back my own orgasm.
Just as her pussy started to squeeze rhythmically around me, her teeth pierced my neck. Stars burst behind my eyelids, heat surged down my spine, my back bowed, and my climax exploded inside her.
“I fucking love you, Seven,” I gasped against her sweaty skin, still moving inside her as I came down. Her teeth pulled free from my neck, and she licked her lips sleepily.
“Did I … I didn’t drink too much, did I?” she asked tentatively, leaning back to watch me, her eyes wary. I grinned, stroking her hair.
“You definitely didn’t. I feel …” I pressed my lips to hers, tasting my blood on her tongue, letting her taste hers on mine. “I feel so much fucking better now that you’re Mine again.”
“It’s like a weight’s been lifted off my chest … yours too?” she asked, tracing from the bridge of my nose down to the tip, then leaning down to press a tiny kiss there.
I nodded. “Like every empty space inside me is full, in the best possible way.”
“Mmm, me too,” she purred, squeezing her muscles around my still-pulsing cock. “Definitely full.”
I groaned, burying my face in the crook of her neck.
“But I’m not sorry that I got Farida to break our Join.”
I leaned back, watching her as her mouth twisted and she shivered in my arms. “Just thinking about you experiencing my injuries …” she shook her head, pasting a smirk on her face. “Besides, getting to Join again was …”
“Fucking delightful,” I murmured, and the monster hummed his agreement. “A little different from the last time, though.”
Seven giggled. Fuck me, I loved that sound.
“Well, now that the Operation is gone, we could recreate that night …” Her hand curled around the back of my neck, and her lips found my ear, her breath hot, her voice sultry. “Over … and over … and over again.”
“Fuck,” I hissed, my cock twitching inside her. “How soon until it’s night?”
“Well, it’s safe to say Jack’s made a full recovery!” Ellis said as she burst through the door. “Gosh, these walls are thin. We heard every sordid moment of your official re-Joining.”
“Do you get off on walking in on us?” I asked through gritted teeth as Seven, a blush visible on her tawny skin, tugged the comforter up to cover us both.
“Look, I’ve spent the last several weeks living in the Vault, where there are no private rooms, with a freshly Joined couple. I’ve seen it all at this point.”
Like it was completely fucking normal to hang out with a couple who were naked, sweaty, and barely post-coital, Ellis took a seat on the edge of the bed.
“Listen, I just wanted to ask you something super-fast,” she said, ruffling her short hair. “I’ve been telling Farida over and over that we need to move fast to secure an alliance with Uncle Hot Bear—”
“Ellis …” Seven warned, but there was amusement in her tone.
Ellis chortled. “Right, sorry. We need to secure an alliance asap with the White Bear of Copenhagen. Farida managed to pull off the impossible, decimating the entirety of the Taiga facility without leaving a single living prisoner inside the place. So … we have three hundred hybrids, in various states of coping with the outside world, bunked down here in Shifterville.”
Seven snorted. I was completely fucking confused.
“Shifterville?” I asked.
Ellis winked. “Clay and Cas’s little commune. They’ve never really named it, apparently. So I took it upon myself. Anyway … I’ve volunteered as tribute for the mission to Denmark, but Farida made me wait until you woke up, Jack, because she wanted to give you the chance to come along with me, you know … since he’s your hot bear Shifter uncle and all.”
I opened my mouth, then shut it again.
I had mixed feelings about seeing my uncle again, especially after reading the letter from my father. I wasn’t sure I was quite ready to be face-to-face with my father’s identical twin again just yet.
Then there was the whole Stranger kink club thing he had going on …
Imagine Seven, on your lap, your fingers working her pussy as you both watch the stage show , the monster rumbled, delighted at the thought.
She’s Mine. I don’t want to let others even fucking look at her like that, I retorted.
Okay, when you put it like that …
But we do want to fuck Fortis up. And this is the logical next step.
I looked at Seven, and she must have seen the indecision in my eyes.
If you want to go, I’ll be there with you every step of the way , she thought.
I smiled, stroking a finger down her cheek. Clay said to me, what feels like fucking forever ago, that newly Joined Shifter couples like to nest. To hide out somewhere safe and just …
Fuck morning, noon, and night? Seven finished that thought for me, raising a cheeky eyebrow.
Well, if you insist.
She swatted playfully at me. I grabbed her hand, turned it, and pressed a kiss to her palm. She sighed contentedly.
“Oh my God, do you know how utterly vomit-inducing it is to watch Joined couples being all … smoochy?”
I eyed Ellis. “You’re the one who barged in here while I was still inside her.”
The Drinker rolled her eyes. “Look, just give me your answer, and I’ll leave you two to exchange all the bodily fluids. I just …” Ellis’s eyes went oddly distant for a second. “I just need this. I need something … a purpose. A goal.”
I took pity on her. “Tell Farida that I’m not budging from this forest for the foreseeable future. Someone’s going to need to be here to help those hybrids acclimate, anyway, and I think Seven and I would be pretty fucking good at it … you know, since we were prisoners there, too.”
Ellis’s aqua eyes lit up like fucking Christmas. “The mission is mine?”
I grinned. “It’s all yours!”
“You two are amazing! I would kiss you both, but the smell of sex is just … everywhere, and I’m not sure I want to taste it, too. So …” she blew us both a kiss before leaping up and scampering from the room.
My hand was under the covers, fingers delving into the heat of Seven’s pussy before the door was even fully closed.
“Jack!” she admonished, but her grumpy act turned to a pleading moan when I rolled her onto her back, looming over her and then kissing down the center of her torso.
“I just remembered something else that really turns me on,” I mumbled against her bellybutton.
“What’s that?” she panted, her fingers in my hair, pressing my head lower.
“Licking my cum out of you.”
And before she could do anything more than make a strangled, desperate groan, I was diving in to do exactly that.