Genre: Drama, suspense, romance
Characters: Caine, Alana, Ethan, Victoria
Word Count: 2, 210~ish
Summary: It’s been awhile(in more ways than one!)
Warnings: Language, sexual situations, nudity
Safehouse. June 11, 2009. 1750 hrs.
Nolan watched as a bead of water slid down Vi’s neck. Moving her hair out of the way he followed that same bead with his tongue, lapping gently at any stray drops of water until he reached her breast. Circling her nipple with his tongue he sucked it gently into his mouth. He glanced upward when she let out a soft sigh and watched her eyes slowly opened.
“I thought you suggested a bath so that I could soak and relax. Not so that you could play. You’re insatiable.”
He grinned and slowly released her nipple. “You fell asleep and I got bored.”
Twisting in his arms Vivian stared up at him. Nolan fought to make sure his eyes didn’t roll into the back of his head as skin glided against skin. It had been awhile since he’d had sex. With everything going on he hadn’t given it much though. Especially when his hand would do. But he loved sex. And he was a lycan male in his prime so his sex drive was higher than a normal human male. He and Vi rarely moved from the bed except to eat and shower. And even then…
“Oh no! I’m going to get my relaxing bath Nolan Blade!”
Nolan realized that his hands had clenched around Vi’s waist and he had lifted her in preparation to slide onto his cock. Grunting, he readjusted her onto his lap. “It’s not my fault you’re so sexy I want to be inside of you any chance I can get.”
“Really? Is that the best line you can come up with?”
“When all the blood is south of my waist…hell yeah.” He cuddled her closer when she laughed. He enjoyed the hell out of the sex but he also loved the companionship. When he and Vi were in between bouts of sheet ripping sex, he was still patting himself on the back for making her claws come out during sex, they talked. Learned about each other but making sure to steer clear of pack issues. Which, in his opinion, left more time for fucking.
He smirked when Vi turned around in his lap and gave him a familiar look. “Done with your bath yeah?”
Nolan kept his eyes on hers as she leaned forward. She cupped the side of his face as she ran her thumb over his mouth. “What?”
“You are a beautiful man Nolan.” When he opened his mouth to make a glib retort she pressed her finger firmly against his lips. “Just take the compliment. And I mean more than just your looks.”
“Keep talking like that and you’re going to make me want to keep you,” he growled teasingly. They both knew this was just an interlude, a fling to scratch an itch.
Vi smiled as she rubbed her belly against his groin. “Well, we can’t have that can we?”
Streets of Hillcrest. June 11, 2009. 2100 hrs.
Caine slammed his fist against the wall as he paced up and down the sidewalk. His body glistened with sweat and his heart continued to pound. He had ran blindly with no thought to any direction or the fact that he had left Alana in Rho’s house by herself.
“Shit, shit, shit!!” He hit the wall again and then took a calming breathe. Looking down he realized that he wasn’t wearing any clothes. “Motherfucking sonofabitch!” he snapped.
Closing his eyes he looked inwardly, searching for that part of him that had always been there, coiled just beneath the surface. It was gone. His heart sped back up. Just what the fuck had Rho done to him? It was as if he had lost an arm or a leg but worse. Someone could function without a limb but a lycan without his wolf? Unable to turn at will, unable to run on all fours with your pack. What kind of life was that?
Not one he wanted to contemplate.
“Rho did this shit he sure as hell can fix it. Bastard!” Who did he think he was bring her near him? Near his mate? He might owe Rho more than he could ever repay but some debts needed to come due. Starting with that bitch who helped murder his father.
Spinning on his heel he looked up and down the street. He’d have to stick to alleyways since he was naked. Not that the cops patrolled this side of town much but he didn’t want to take any chances.
Rob was the last to leave the meeting. Odin had been riding him to bring him Lancaster’s mate. Tonight he had threatened to rip out his throat if he didn’t see any results the next time they met up. Rob rolled his shoulders. It wasn’t as if he wasn’t trying. He just didn’t have that many resources. Their pack was one of the smaller ones and there weren’t that many packs that wanted to get in the middle of the Vanderwall/Lancaster feud. They just wanted to live peacefully. As he did.
He glanced over when a man strolled, as naked as the day he was born, from the back of the run down factory. Blinking, Rob cleared his throat. “Sir, may I help you?”
The man didn’t even spare him a glance as he gave him the finger and continued on. Scowling, Rob slammed the car door and started after the man. He hadn’t taken five steps before the man spun around and glared at him. Rob immediately looked away and the man laughed.
“Trust me pup. On your best day you wouldn’t want to fuck with me right now,” he growled before he broke into a jog and disappeared around the corner.
Rob brushed his hair out of his eyes as he willed his body to calm down. The man couldn’t be that much older than he was but there was something about him that made Rob unease. And also something vaguely familiar. Suddenly exhausted Rob shrugged his shoulders and started back to his car. He stopped when he heard the tapping of heels on the sidewalk. A well dressed woman appeared from around the corner.
Rob watched as she seemed to sniff at the air as she clenched a bundle of clothes in her hand.
“Um, may I help you ma’am?”
She turned a bright smile on him and shook her head. “Oh, no thank you. I’m just looking for someone. I have a feeling I’ll find him just around the corner! Have a good night!” She gave him a jaunty little wave as she picked up her pace.
Rob stared after her a moment then got into his car. It looked as if his night was just getting started.
“Babe,” Caine said without looking up. “I feel naked.”
“You are naked. Once again…and sitting bared butt on a filthy swing I might add.”
He felt her hand brush over his head and found his first smile in hours. It quickly faded. “No, whatever Rho did I can’t make it go away. I can’t…my wolf…I’m lost.” His voice cracked on the last word and he swallowed passed the lump in his throat.
“I’m sorry. I’ve been meaning to tell you that for awhile but now I know how you felt to have your whole world turned upside down. I-”
“Oh my God! Be quiet and stop being an ass. Whatever Rho did isn’t permanent. He wouldn’t do that to you. A few hours like this might do you some good. Make you more human.”
His head snapped up at her harsh words only to see a smile on her lips. His eyes narrowed and he felt his own lips twitch. “You can be such a bitch sometimes. That’s kind of a turn on!”
“Thanks to you. Now, will you please get dressed?”
“You would think that you’d be used to seeing my naked ass by now.”
“Yes, well…that doesn’t mean I like it.”
“Oh, you like it. You like it a lot.” Grabbing the pile of clothes Alana had dropped at his feet he realized that he didn’t feel as depressed as he had been before she showed up. My mate. Tossing on the clothes, he grimaced at how they looked, he tapped Alana on the shoulder. He grunted when she threw herself into his arms.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked gently.
“I was worried about you.”
Pulling her closer he closed his eyes when her fingers dug into his scalp. “I’m fine. Better than fine now.”
There was a pause then: “Duncaine Lancaster! Get your hands off my butt!”
Laughing Caine kissed her neck and breathed in her scent.
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