Moon Sworn (The Bound Series Book 1) (10 page)

"Explain."

"I don't have all the facts Maya, nowhere near enough.  I've spent too long on my own, there are certain things I remember dad telling me but not everything.  The one thing I do remember him telling me was shifters can't produce young with anyone but a mate, it stops over population.  The other was the way the body works, once bound that is.  This," he told her picking her hand up and rubbing his thumb along her mate mark and then showing her his own.  "These become complete, and fade to look more like an old henna tattoo, I suppose is the only way to explain how they'll look.  The males will always be darker than the females though and once that happens it releases the sperm."  He frowned at that "I have no idea why but a male's body doesn't produce sperm until he finds a mate, and is bound, everything works but that." Then he tried to blank his mind.

"Really," she smirked looking at him, her hands resting under her chin, mischief evident in her sparkling eyes.  Also the huge grin she was presently wearing was a dead give-away.  "So you can't get it up once your mate is of age, for anyone but her. Interesting, what about afterwards?" Jaden desperately tried to keep her out of his head but he was tired and sated and completely useless at it.  All of a sudden she'd pushed herself up and off him.

"Arsehole, you are a complete arsehole," she spat as she made for the doorway and he managed to push himself up and try to follow her.  Not an easy feet with his pants around his ankles.

"Maya, come on be reasonable," he said approaching her as he tried to pull his pants up.

"Reasonable, you planned on bedding me for a while to get it out of your system, then move on screwing anything in your path.  Yeah, fuck you Jaden."  She wasn't in her own home but it was the same layout so she took the stairs two at a time, too wound up to worry over being naked from the waist down.  She tugged her t-shirt down to cover her boobs and made her way into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.  He was a complete dick-head, an absolute wanker, and she wanted her head feeling for letting him inside her body.  He was an animal, in more ways than one.  He planned spreading it around once he'd had his fill, leaving her in the lurch once she'd gotten used to him.  Well okay then, what was good for the goose was good for the gander, she could deal.  I mean she had no real tie to him, she didn't have to accept the bonding she could walk away.  Let's see how much he enjoyed those blue balls when he couldn’t get it up for anyone else.

Turning on the shower she stepped inside and threw her t-shirt over the top as she began to scrub her body.  Her nose wrinkling at the overpowering scent of the shower gel, at least it would get rid of his scent that was presently all over her.

Jaden watched her disappear up the stairs, slamming his hand into the door frame.

"Fuck," he spat.  This mate thing and being able to get in and out of each other's head was a little problematic.  How the hell was he meant to keep anything from her when she could just traipse through his head and pull his thoughts out whenever it struck? How did the others handle it?  He didn't remember any tension between his parents.  His mother was a quiet, loving, biddable woman, what the hell was wrong with his mate?  Why had he thought having a mate with a little fire could be fun? He obviously wanted his head examined, maybe he should just go up there and lay down the law.  He heard a snort in his head and growled.

'Maya, if you don't like my thoughts, stay the fuck out of my head.
' He snarled, showing her a mental picture of a she-cat with horns, and she threw him back an image of him with a flaccid dick and his balls swollen and dark blue.  He slapped the door frame and went for the stairs, and in his agitation he leapt up them - a couple of stairs at a time.  Storming down the landing he made his way to the bathroom and turned the handle, rattling it in annoyance when he found it locked, oh no she didn't.  She was not locking him out of his own bathroom and her body, she was his.  She had been given to him by a higher power, he'd bloody earned it after going nearly 5-years without.  He was hard as steel again and his cat side made itself known demanding he make his mate submit, he was fed up enough to let him have his way.

"Not happening baby, I hope you're ready because I'm coming in," he growled as he rammed his shoulder into the door and nearly took it off its hinges.  Maya squawked in the shower as the bathroom door hit the wall, she tried to cover herself and turn off the water at the same time.

"Now don't be doing that, I need cleaning too," he told her on a smirk as he began to strip.  He dropped her too small sweat pants and stepped out of them and pulled his t-shirt over his head and then blocked the doorway of the shower cubicle as she went to get out.

"Move," she hissed, one arm covering her breasts as she stood with her legs crossed trying to hide her sex from him as she pushed her wet hair out of her eyes at the same time.

"Oh I intend to," he told her as he pushed her back inside with a hand on her chest and climbed in after her.  Reaching out he turned on the water again, making her yelp as the cold water hit her first, but Jaden just laughed as he picked her up and held her against the wall.  Her feet dangling in mid-air as he was over 6-feet and she was only just over 5-feet.

"What the hell are you doing?" she sputtered as she wriggled trying to get her feet to touch the floor but he just grinned again as he nudged her legs apart.  She wrapped hers around his waist for leverage digging her toes into the backs of his thighs to stop herself from falling as she grabbed onto his shoulders and tried to climb down.

"Ah, ah, ah," he told her as he lifted her slightly and slammed home.  She hissed at the invasion of her body, her back slamming into the cold tiled wall behind her with the force he used.

"You can't do this, I'm pissed off at you, get the fuck off me.  I swear I will scream the house down," she threatened.  Jaden didn't like the thought that he was maybe forcing this on her, that she didn't actually want him, the thought of taking what wasn't offered freely actually made bile rise in his throat.  He may enjoy sex but it was always consensual, the thought of anything else was abhorrent and her thinking that about him didn't sit well.  He went to pull out, put her down and back off, but she adjusted her legs to get a better grip on him and he heard her sigh.  Her head coming to rest under his chin and he heard her heart beat pick up, he was unsure what to do next so he listened to her thoughts.  She didn't feel threatened by him, she was just pissed off with him, but he'd already known that.  He'd never meant for her to hear his thoughts or be hurt her by them, to be honest he wasn't used to having to guard his thoughts from anyone.  He couldn't bring himself to apologise for them though either, it just wasn't in his nature so she was just going to have to learn to deal with him, bad manners and all.  He was what he was, and he would not justify his thoughts to her or anyone else.  This mate thing had been shoved on him too, and he was going to have to adjust to her as well.  Logically he knew it wasn't her fault that she was not what he'd expected, and yes while a nice malleable woman would be easy, he knew for a fact that he'd be bored with her within weeks if she was. Maya, she wasn't that though, even after everything she'd been through she gave as good as she got.  She was dangerous to his peace of mind because she stimulated his mind and kept him on his toes - and that plain scared the shit out of him.  He would need time to adjust to the situation now he'd found her and learn to take another's feelings into account but it would take time.  He was moody and bad tempered but that was just him, he'd been on his own for too long to be any other way, but now he needed to learn to mix, and to talk.  He needed to find answers, someone was out for his mate and he needed to find out why?  And while her being killed would solve the binding issue and all it entailed, he didn't want that solution.  He found he rather liked having her around, so someone had better have answers to his questions, he needed to learn more about their kind.  In the meantime though his cat was edgy, someone had threatened his mate too, and he had an excess of energy but he couldn't run because he couldn't afford to leave her without protection.  So she was going to have to deal with his moody arse and find another way to appease both man and cat until they could figure out this mess.  Until then he was sticking to her like glue, a hand in a glove, and talking of gloves, he savoured the fit of her body, and rotated his hips.  He needed Maya back to giving him shit, he needed her passion and her fire.

"Oh yes, I do love a screamer," he said as he pulled back and thrust back into her, watching her head fall back as she clawed at his shoulders, her chest closer to him as she arched back.  He groaned at the tight fit of her body, the moist heat strangling his length as he pushed into her roughly.  He knew she must be sore from earlier but his cat needed appeasing, and this way was a lot more pleasurable than that moody bastard getting out and showing his displeasure in person, he was worse than the man.

"Come on Maya, you said you were going to scream," he goaded as he bent his head forward and bit down on her left breast before sucking her nipple into his mouth.  Then he remembered why he was here and he got pissed off all over again too.  "Never lock a door on me again, you are mine," he said on another thrust. "This is mine," he told her leaning her into the wall so he could bring a hand around between them, the other holding her under her bottom.  His used his thumb on that bundle of nerves at the top of her sex, pressing down and then rubbing it.  "Don't tell me no, and try keeping this from me, and do not ever goad a man who is stronger than you.  Do you hear me?" he asked as he again rotated his hips on his upward thrust, her throat worked a couple of times drawing his attention to the creamy expanse of her neck.  He sucked her wildly beating pulse between his lips and then stroked down the length of it with his tongue, before letting go and returning his arms to her bottom, lifting her as he thrust deep again.  They groaned in unison, and he watched her eyes open, those spikey lashes fluttering as her dark navy eyes met his defiantly.

"Come on Tiddles, you said you'd make me scream.  I don't see much evidence of it," she said as she rotated her hips on him, making him swallow a startled laugh as he looked into her gorgeous expressive eyes.  He had to force himself to frown when he wanted to groan at the lust evident in her flushed features and blown pupils.

"You really don't want to be goading me now, not in this," he told her as he slowly lowered her legs to the floor.  She frowned herself now as he pulled out, then he grabbed her waist and turned her to face the wall, the water now warm as it beat down on their naked bodies. He grabbed her arms and pulled them above her head and pinned them to the shower wall with his own as he nudged her legs apart, using his hand on the base of her back, just above her gorgeous full, rounded cheeks. 

"Bend forward," he commanded and when she didn't comply he bent over her, nudging at her entrance with his erection, enjoying the feel of her silky skin and the moisture leaking from her core to bathe the head. "Do it now," he said as he rubbed himself against her, biting back another groan at the sensation as the moisture slid over the top and down around the sensitive crown.  A feather light caress, like a tongue licking at him, he needed her to comply.  "You either do it, or I just finish myself off over your back and leave you aching.  Your choice, mate," he bit out as his hand went to his own cock and gripped, wrapping his large fist around his throbbing, straining flesh.  He needed relief so began to stroke himself, his arm flexing with his movement, his eyes growing heavy and slumberous.  She turned her head to see what he was doing behind her, but he noticed she didn't take her hands off the wall.  Her eyes followed the movement of his hand hungrily, he watched her throat move as her tongue come out to sweep over her bottom lip.  Was she imagining licking down his length he wondered as she then pursed her lips and growled at him?

"You wouldn’t," he just raised a brow at her as he used his other hand to stroke and roll his balls as he continued to squeeze and pump himself with his own fist, and he heard her hiss.  "Fine, have it your way, but I'm telling you know, Tiddles.  You don't make it worth my while, I'm going out looking for someone who can."

Jaden, hissed himself at the threat.  He pushed on the base of her back with the hand that wasn't busy and once he had her where he wanted he slammed home, non-too gently, and slapped her right butt cheek with the palm of his hand at the same time.

"Don't you dare threaten me with that, I ever find another man's scent on you and he's a dead man," he grit out as he grabbed onto her hips, pulling her back into him as he picked up the pace.  The sound of flesh slapping against flesh loud in the hollow room as he pulled out nearly all the way before slamming home again.  Then he bent forward and licked up the centre of her spine, his mouth coming to rest on her shoulder, where he bit down with his teeth, holding her in place as he continued to hammer into her.  Blanketing her body with his own, he moved one hand around the front and spread her folds as he used his index finger to rub circles around that tight bundle of nerves at the front of her sex, as he continued to thrust.  Pressing and retreating with his finger as he matched his movements.  Her legs began to shake, and he took hold of her hands and pulled her upright, then lowered them both to the floor of the shower cubicle him still buried deep in her body.  He slowly lowered her to her hands and knees and once again blanketed her body, his cat purring his approval as he again bit down on her shoulder and began to pick up the pace again, giving no quarter, powering into her until he felt her muscles clench down on him.