24. Chapter 24
Thedrivetothe mall doesn”t take us long, thanks to Jax lending us his car again. I assume he”s worried I”ll get too distracted with Demi on the back of my motorcycle and end up having an accident. Once I get us parked, I”m out of the door and on her side of the vehicle before she even gets her seatbelt off.
Taking her hand, I help her out of the car. Demi looks absolutely stunning today, just like every day I”ve seen her so far. Her long, black hair is braided down her back, and her soft make-up and eyeliner make her turquoise eyes stand out. She”s wearing tight black leggings that hug her ass, a fitted band t-shirt, and one of Diego”s hoodies she seems to have stolen over the top.
Lacing my fingers through hers, she happily accepts them, her own curling around mine. Walking the short distance from the car to the entrance, I hold open the door, letting her inside ahead of me. The security at the entrance looks me over and I give them a curt nod as I follow Demi inside.
The mall is huge, and as soon as we step inside the air-conditioned building, my senses are on high alert. With my head on a swivel, I take in everything around me as Demi walks around like she isn”t being hunted by wolves. Even with everything going on, including the death of her friend, she hasn”t broken. Either that or she is really good at hiding it.
Stopping in front of the mall map, she scans the list of stores, her finger running over it to find the one she wants. Once she does, she pulls on my hand and I let her lead the way. We walk past several stores crowded with small groups of people and I check every single one of them for danger. So far, I”m picking up only humans and a few vampires. No wolves, which is a good sign.
Pulling me into a store, I catch the name Victoria”s Secret as we cross the threshold. Once inside, I’m surrounded by lingerie and all manner of swim, sports, and sleepwear. If Demi wanted panties, then I”m pretty sure this is the place to be. There is every style and color you could think of.
Demi lets go of my hand as she heads straight toward a few rows of underwear, leaving me trailing behind her. The store is perfumed; the scent makes me want to sneeze. As I shuffle through the racks, I notice they are definitely not made for someone my size. I brush up against most of the items hanging from them. Demi is lost in thought, rifling through the lingerie. As I get closer to her, I spot her pulling things down and adding them to a pile on her arm.
”Lilac or blue?” Demi spins on the spot, holding up two almost sheer lace pairs, thrusting them in my direction.
My eyes widen as I look at both, imagining her body wrapped in them before I pull them down her long legs. I let out a grunt as I look between the two and Demi”s hopeful face. I”ve never had to go shopping with a woman before, and it”s not the most comfortable position I”ve ever been in. Give me feral vampires any day of the week, those I know how to handle.
”Both?” There”s a question in my voice.
”Good thinking, big guy.” Demi beams at me as she addsthem to her growing pile.
When I think she”s done, she heads to another collection, adding even more lacy lingerie to her pile. Her hands are full, but she turns to me and holds them out expectantly. Without a second thought, I reach out and take them from her. Another smile cracks her lips, and she looks at me, grabbing the new phone Jax gave her from her back pocket. She turns it to face me, and I hear the click of the camera.
”I can”t wait to show this to Diego.” Demi giggles as she pockets the phone again. I”m going to need to delete that photo before we get back. There is no way Diego will let me live it down if he sees a photo of me drowning in this much lace.
Before I can respond, she”s off again, leaving me standing there completely dumbstruck at how I even ended up in this situation. I sense someone approaching behind me and turn so quickly I almost drop everything. There”s a small human woman staring at me. Her name tag announces she”s called Frankie.
”Would you like a basket, sir?” I nod my head, and she lifts the plastic up toward me.
I drop the pile inside and she smiles up at me coyly. Her hand brushes against mine as she passes me the handles. She leaves one of her hands on top of mine and I just stare at the offending limb.
”Let me know if there is anything at all I can do for you. Maybe a demonstration of our latest range?” Her eyes rove over me like I”m the prey, and she”s the predator. Clearly, she doesn”t know who or what she”s dealing with.
”Baby, I need you to come help me pick something for after our date this weekend? Something you can rip from me.” Demi”s voice washes over me as she shifts around my side, one hand skirts round my back and the other lays over my heart.
My eyes drop down to her, and she looks up at me, her lips curving up into a wicked smile. Demi’s hand moves up my chest and slips around the back of my neck as she pulls me down so our lips connect. My lips part with a sigh, and she thrusts her tongue inside. Holding the basket in one hand, I use the other to pull her against me, molding her body to mine as our kiss goes from playful to demanding.
When we part, Demi gasps for breath and she gives me a wink as she sinks back down onto her feet. Turning her body, she keeps one hand on my arm as she looks at Frankie. The poor assistant is standing there with her mouth wide open as she looks between the two of us.
”Thanks for helping my big guy, Frankie.” Demi”s fingers trace down my wrist till her fingers lace with mine. ”He decided we needed to come to the store for new lingerie, especially considering he keeps ripping mine.”
Frankie”s expression now resembles a fish gasping for air, like she can”t quite grasp the words to respond to Demi”s forwardness.
”I don”t suppose you have a dressingroom? I”d really like to try some pieces before I buy them.”
”Yes... of course.” Frankie stutters and I can”t stop myself from grinning. Demi really has left her flustered.
Turning on her heel, Frankie heads toward the back of the store and, hand in hand, we follow her. She gestures for us to enter the dressingrooms ahead of her. They are simple in design, with each cubicle behind a dusky pink curtain. Inside is a small bench, a full-length mirror and hooks to hang items of clothing.
Demi drags me inside and stares at a perplexed Frankie before she closes the curtain in her face. As soon as she does, she”s bent at the waist laughing, her breath heaving in and out as she rests her hands on her knees. She makes no attempt to control her laughter.
”Oh God, did you see her face?” Demi rushes out between bouts of laughter. ”I don”t think she knew what to say.”
Dropping the basket on the bench, I silently move in front of Demi. When my boots are in her field of vision, she lifts her head slowly. Her eyes are watering from her laughter and her cheeks are glowing a rosy red. Cupping her cheek in my hand, I raise her head and sweep down to kiss her again.
Demi’s arms wrap around my neck and I lift her from the ground. My hands cup her ass as her long legs wrap around my waist. Pressing her against the wall, I dominate her mouth, exploring the depths with my tongue. I”ve been trying my best to follow Jax”s rules about not getting too close to Demi, keeping my kisses brief, but her possessiveness over me with Frankie has snapped something inside me.
I”m not like Diego; I haven”t been pushing the boundaries, but I can”t take it anymore. I watch Demi every time she enters a room and capture each smile she gives me. The scent of her has been driving me insane, and I”ve spent far longer than I care to count locked up in my room, jacking off to thoughts of her.
I swallow each moan as we kiss, letting her body rub against mine. My cock is rock hard and pushing against the seam of my jeans. It”s pleasure and pain combined, driving me to devour her. When I break the kiss, her chest rises and falls rapidly. Her lips are bruised, and her fingers are still tangled in my hair.
Sliding ever so slowly down the full length of my body, Demi drops to her knees before me and it”s a sight to behold. Her turquoise eyes watch me as her fingers move to the buttons of my jeans. She”s asking for permission, and all I can do is nod.
With deft fingers, she undoes my jeans and lets my cock spring free. The head is angry and red, and the veins are prominent down my length. Demi”s eyes widen and she licks her lips as she stares at me. A drop of pre-cum wets the end.
Demi”s small hand grasps the base of my cock, her fingers nowhere near touching. The warmth of her touch seeps through my skin and my length twitches at the feel of her on me. Drawing in a deep breath, I try to calm myself. I”ve wanted her to touch my cock since I saw her and Diego in the hallway in the apartment.
Swirling her tongue around the head is almost enough to bring me to my knees and I slam a hand onto the wall next to the mirror to steady myself. I don”t let my eyes leave Demi as her tongue licks up and down my length, her hand moving in jerking movements at my base. It”s taking everything in me not to thrust my length further into the warm cavern of her mouth.
”Demi...” my voice is low, and her eyes lift to me and she smiles.
Her lips wrap around my weeping head as she takes me as far as she can go, even then they barely touch the circle of her hand. The sight of my cock disappearing between her lips as her tongue flattens against my length has my hips jerking and she moans around me, the vibration doingcrazy things to me.
Demi glides over my length, sucking and licking, I can”t stop my hips from moving in short, shallow thrusts. Her other hand shifts to massage my balls and it”s game over. With a groan and one last thrust, I come in her mouth and she swallows every single drop, her tongue cleaning my length.
Pulling her from her knees and back up my body, I kiss her again. It”s only brief, ending before it can even start. Tucking my softening length back in my jeans, I re-button them.
”My turn...” My hands reach for her, but she holds her hand in front of me. Stilling my movement.
”I think we”ve done enough to make Frankie back off.” Then it hits me.
”Jealous?”
”Of what, exactly? This is just a temporary thing, right?” If Demi thinks this is just a brief fling, she really doesn”t understand what she means to us. Even when the wolves are dealt with, I don”t plan on letting her go.
Straightening her clothes and grabbing the basket, she whips open the curtain and leaves me standing there. She passes Frankie as she heads for the checkout and throws her a smile. The woman’s cheeks glow red, leaving another sales assistant to ring through Demi’s purchases. I”m there to hand over my credit card before she can even fumble for her purse.
”You didn”t have to.”
”I know.”
Grabbing the bags, I make my way to the exit. Demi loops her hand through the crook of my arm, oblivious to the thoughts running through my head.
After another hour of shopping, Demi is done, grabbing a few more items from various stores. Each time I pay for her purchases, and after a while she stops trying to reach for her purse. With the bags loaded in the trunk, I drive us back to the club. It”s quiet outside, too early for any of the workers to be milling around.
With the bar being closed and me being with Demi, we don”t even have any of the other security around the building yet. It”ll be a few hours before they get here and cover the doors whilst Demi works the bar. Pulling the car around the corner from the side alley for the club, I get out and head straight to Demi”s door, opening it for her.
Stepping out of the car, she smiles up at me.
”My knight in shining armor.”
Both of us move to the trunk to grab her things, loading up with her bags, I don”t even hear the approaching feet. It”s only when Demi gives a muffled yelp that I realize something is wrong. Spinning around, I smell them. The scent of wet dog. Scents I”m now familiar with as the wolves who attacked her.
My hackles rise, my fangs and claws lengthening as I drop the bags. One of the filthy mutts has his hands all over Demi. He has one arm holding her close to his body as she flails to get free, the other over her mouth. He”s flanked by three mutts in human form and another three in their shifted forms.
Letting out a snarl, I leap forward and crash straight into one of the shifted wolves. His teeth sink into my shoulder as I rip my claws into its side. Blood spills over my fingers as I dig them through skin and muscle and a whimper escapes through his closed jaw. More fangs sink into my left calf as the other wolf tears into my leg. I can smell the mixture of our blood in the air.
Kicking out my other foot, I hit the wolf attached to my leg in the head. He lets go for a moment, shaking his head, and spraying my blood from his teeth all over. My calf is throbbing, but I know I need to get to Demi. Tearing my claws from the other wolf”s side, I slam my fist into the side of his head.
His body drops to the floor, unconscious. But there”s no reprieve as his companions jump on me, keeping me on the ground. I thrash like a feral animal, but it”s no use. They don”t let up. Something sharp scratches my neck and a burning pain radiates from the area. The wolves on top of me back away, giving me the room I need to rise.
I stumble to my feet, but my limbs feel heavy, and my vision is unfocused. The wolves have both shifted and are back in human form, keeping a steady distance from me. I lash out, but miss them completely, teetering on my feet. My eyes focus for a brief second and I see the terror on Demi”s face as the wolf holding her smirks.
”Don”t worry, bloodsucker, we”ll take good care of her. My Alpha has so many plans for this one. And when he”s finished with her, the rest of us will make sure that pussy is never empty.” He cackles, and his words hardly register as I fall to my knees.
Trying to stand again, I get my foot under me but fall straight back to the ground, face planting the tarmac. Darkness consumes me as whatever they drugged me with takes hold.