Marked (The Recruits: Book One) (14 page)

“You’ve given me what I was looking for, baby. It’s time for me to return the favor.” He drew up and kissed her, his lips shaping hers perfectly.

Confused beyond belief, Faye stood in his embrace, feeling lost and yet loved. It was the strangest sensation, but it somehow fit her new life to a T. She let herself go and kissed him back, knowing she’ll always have time to worry about it later. Oh, and try to decipher the last part of his speech, because that one had thrown her for a loop.

Immortal men were decidedly even more complicated than mortal ones.

Chapter Twenty–Five: Shopping Trip

“Shouldn’t Sofia be here?” Faye asked, her gaze lost in the distance. She kept fingering the ring Jake had given her that morning at breakfast. He’d told her it was his mother’s and that she would have wanted her to have it. She hadn’t asked him why he hadn’t given it to her earlier, but the question was stuck in her mind. She sent him a quick glance, but he was too busy focusing on the road.

But it wasn’t. Bringing her gaze back to the outside world, she noticed they were approaching the nearby town and asked, her voice low, “You two are very close, aren’t you?”

“Yes. No!” He was forced to slow down at the next junction, his hands gripping the wheel tighter. “What’s going on? Why are you asking all those questions?”

“I just… I just want to know where I stand.”

“Haven’t we had this discussion before? You’re my Mate. We’re on our way to find your wedding ring!”

She winced. “You’re right. I’m sorry.” Faye leaned her face against the cool window and closed her eyes, feeling stupid. She shouldn’t have started this conversation. Not now. She should have waited, but something had made her ask. Probably because she’d suddenly remembered the way the two had behaved when they were still just her friends, Chris’s friends. They’d acted as if they were a couple, and she couldn’t help but wonder if there wasn’t some truth in that. Even if they’d been trying to dupe her, there’d been something there. What if Jake was in love with Sofia, but he needed a mortal woman to bear his children? What if she was just the next best thing?

She bit her lip and regretted it the next instant, when Jake found a parking space and stomped on the brakes.
Perfect
, she thought as the metallic taste of blood hit her tongue. Just freaking perfect.

* * * *

“I thought you’d be more excited than that.” Jake looked at his Mate, standing in front of a display of wedding bands without even a smile on her face.

“I am,” she replied in a small voice, making sure not to look back at him.

He exhaled and turned towards the vendor. “If you would excuse us for a minute?” The gray–haired man nodded and took two steps back, giving them some privacy but staying close enough they couldn’t steal anything. Not that they would, of course. Jake might be older than he appeared, but he had the money that went with it. “Look at me.” He grabbed Faye’s hand and pulled her to his side, his other hand palming her cheek so she would have no choice but to gaze up into his eyes.

He smiled. “And that’s a good thing. You know how much I love your body…” His words ended on a growl, her eyes widening slightly at his display. Pleased with himself, he made sure to let his hand fall to the curve of her ass before adding, “What else? I wanted this to be a happy day for you, Faye, but if you want, we can go.”

* * * *

Shit!
He looked genuinely perturbed. Poor Jake. He’d taken her to that expensive jeweler’s, had told her she could have anything she wanted, and here she was, stuck in a funk of her own doing. “I’m sorry. No, let’s stay. I’ll… I’m fine.”

His eyebrows rose, and she was expecting him to out her lie, but he simply nodded and waved the vendor forward. “Would you have anything with more diamonds?”

Five minutes later, an array of wedding bands were deposited in front of her, their multiple facets catching the light and sending it back towards her. “Wow.”

A hard body leaned at her back, Jake’s face appearing over her shoulder. “What do you think?”

Well, she couldn’t actually think anymore. Not with his erection hard against her ass, or the way his hands had clasped her hips, holding her into place. It made her think of what usually happened when he was in this position, how the head of his cock bumped into her special spot, how he loved the way her breasts bounced every time he thrust into her. She realized she hadn’t heard another word he’d said and blushed, his teasing laughter making her cheeks redden even more. “Sorry. I was…thinking of something.”

“Thinking, or hoping?”

“Jake!” She glared at him, but it didn’t have any effect. She drew a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to concentrate on the rings instead. They were all magnificent. Diamonds, platinum settings, no price tags. They were every girl’s dream, but she had no idea which one to choose. “Which one do you prefer?” she finally asked him.

He leaned further, his cock finding a place between her butt cheeks, as he pointed to the one further on the right. “I think that one would look nice on you.”

“Oh.” She focused on the ring and frowned. That was the one she’d dismissed from the get–go, mostly because she’d always preferred contemporary designs, and this one wasn’t. “Really?”

“Really. Try it.” He nodded to the vendor, who took her hand and slipped it on her finger. “What do you think?”

Faye brought her hand to her face, turning it this way and that. It was an old–fashioned wedding band, a circle of diamonds that winked in the light. It wasn’t too much, it was actually quite simple. “I… I like it.” And she wasn’t even lying.

Jake’s head lowered and he whispered in her ear, “Do you like it enough to wear it for the rest of your life?”

He was so close her synapses were already overheating. Between that and his sudden romantic mood, she was slowly losing control. “I think.”

“You think, or you’re sure? It’s an important decision, Faye.”

She nodded, her gaze falling on her hand. There was a wedding band on her left hand. She’d been waiting for years for this. Literally. And now Jake had decided on a ring that wouldn’t even have made her top wish list. The worst thing was…he’d been right. It did fit her. So, what did that say about her?

“Perfect.” He dropped a kiss on her hair. “Now, we can go celebrate.”

Chapter Twenty–Six: One Weekend To Celebrate

It was broad daylight, and they were about to enter a super sex store. Jake was waiting by the front doors, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched her face. He obviously knew what she was thinking, but that wasn’t stopping him. “You want to go in there. Now?”

“I thought we could buy some new toys.” His eyebrows wriggled, making her laugh.

This was a side of Jake she was still getting used to, but one she loved very much. When he became almost human, someone who had feelings and wasn’t afraid to show them, he turned into the perfect man she’d always been yearning for. She’d thought once she had found that, but after all these weeks spent with Jake, she could see she’d been lying to herself. What she was feeling for him was something else altogether. “If you’re sure.”

“Oh, I’m very sure.” He opened the door and waved her in. “After you, pet.” As soon as she stepped in front of her, he slapped her ass, making her shriek. He chuckled and followed her inside, anticipation making his eyes gleam.

* * * *

“Now?” she called out, as she trotted after him to the nearest cashier. His too long legs made him arrive at his destination a lot faster, but when he turned back towards her and smirked, she already knew his answer. “Okay then. Can I get the car keys?”

He looked down at her outstretched hand. “Do I have to ask?”

“Guess not.”

He chuckled as he dropped the keys in her palm and watched her leave the store with trepidation clearly spelt on his face. That trepidation was also running in her veins, making her hurry through the parking lot. She beeped the car open and slid onto the backseat, closing the door behind her before locking the doors once more. Two minutes later, her thighs and back were getting sticky against the leather seats, but she didn’t much care. Spying Jake as he strode towards the car, she closed her eyes and beeped the doors open. The front door opened, the car rocked as he slid into his seat, then a groan rang out. “Fuck, are you trying to kill me? I nearly came in my pants, like a freaking teenager!”

She opened her eyes and giggled, proud of herself and her creativity. “Did you really?”

He twisted in his seat until he was leaning with his back against the wheel, his eyes tracing her body and its bare curves. They stopped on her right hand moving between her thighs, one fingertip circling her clit almost leisurely. “Did you make yourself come?”

“Not yet.” She fought a shiver and asked, “Do you want me to?”

He seemed to think about it, and finally answered, “Yes. Make yourself come, Faye. I want to see those juices spreading across the seat underneath you.”

That made her moan, a long moan that ended up with her back arched and her thighs opened wider. “Talk to me. Please.” She’d closed her eyes once more, but she knew her request had made him smile.

He started talking, his gaze never leaving her. “I’m going to fuck you all weekend long, Faye. I’ll tie you up, you won’t have a choice but to do what I ask you. You’re going to be so sore, you won’t be able to walk on Monday.” She groaned, her finger going faster. Her clit burned, her pussy walls squeezing his imaginary length. “I’m going to fill you up, all of you. Your mouth, your pussy, your ass. It will be all mine.” She slid a finger inside her as her orgasm hit, her body twitching as she screamed out his name. She slumped back against the leather seat and exhaled, and when she opened her eyes again, it was love that she saw in his eyes. A whole lot of love and lust, all mingled together. This was her husband.

* * * *

She’d had no choice, but to wait. It’d been pretty awkward, putting her clothes back on while she was still wet and sweaty. She’d stayed on the backseat as Jake had driven them back home, ignoring her as best he could. But she could see his erection from where she sat, and she knew he was as affected as she was. He just had more control, it appeared.

His hand in hers, he pulled her up the front steps, holding onto his bag of goodies so that she couldn’t take a peak. She’d tried. One slap on her ass had made her see the error of her ways–uhm–and so, as she followed him into their house, she was ready for anything. But not quite that…

They were in the middle of the play room, something that she had expected. She was once more naked. Again, sticking to the plan here. And then, Jake turned to the wall, pushed some buttons and she saw them on the TV screen.

“What? No!” He was planning on filming them again.

“Do you remember me telling you you will have no say this weekend? Well, it starts now. Lie on the bed, and spread your legs wide.”

Mumbling under her breath, she did as ordered and once she was in position, she turned her head so she could watch herself on the screen. She could see her pussy was still wet, all red and inviting. She bit her lip and started fidgeting, unsure of what to do next. Turns out she didn’t need to worry about that. Her Master had a plan for her. Of course, he had.

The toy he handed her was huge. It was three–headed and a vibrant pink, with a big, thick fake cock in the middle, a rabbit on one end and a twisted column on the other. It was quite unlike any other toy she’d tried before, and it looked…okay, so it looked somewhat frightening. She knew it would fit, because hell, Jake’s cock fit inside her. But this was something else all right. “Make yourself come until I tell you to stop.” That was all the instructions she got.