ROMANCE: BIKER ROMANCE: Werewolf Rider (MC Shifter Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult Paranormal Romance Short Stories) (128 page)

Chapter Four

Hitch a Ride

“That was very unprofessional behavior back at the parking lot, Miss Watts.”

Dr. O’Bannon paced around his office like a cornered rabid dog. Kaylee sat in a chair and kept turning anxiously. She was otherwise silent and had her head bowed.

“I can’t believe that you would engage your patient in such a silly argument.”

O’Bannon was cold and businesslike but he had a right to be. No matter what the argument or her own personal feelings, Cole was a patient at his clinic. And their little argument at the parking lot did not go unnoticed. A lot of people saw what happened and such an incident could really tarnish the clinic’s reputation. They dealt with the cream of the crop athletes from all over North America. A small town done good, in terms of Rehab notoriety. O’Bannon would have none of it, not after he had worked so long and hard to put up the clinic.

“A lot of people saw you two arguing and it was embarrassing. He even fell to the ground while trying to adjust his crutches. You should have been helping him instead of engaging in childish banter.”

Kaylee could not look O’Bannon in the eye. She knew he was right. She shouldn’t have let her emotions cloud her actions. She should have acted professionally.

“I’m sorry, Dr. O’Bannon.” she mumbled.

“It’s a good thing that Mr. Jenkins didn’t complain about your behavior. He was actually very gracious about the whole incident when I called him personally, to apologize.”

Kaylee shook her head. She just couldn’t believe what had happened.

“I’m really sorry, sir. It won’t happen again.”

“It better not. He could have filed a complaint with the Board.”

Kaylee bit her lip. She didn’t like the sound of Dr.O’Bannon’s words but he was right. Cole could easily have filed some kind of complaint against her and that would have really escalated the whole thing. She had dodged a bullet.

“Yes sir.”

Dr. O’Bannon nodded her off and she walked out of his office. Cole was all smiles as he waited for her in the physical therapy room.

“Your superior chew you off?” Cole said, with a little dig and an accompanying smirk.

“It was nothing. It’s okay.” Kaylee said, brushing aside Cole’s comment.

“Hey. Just to let you know, I didn’t rat on you about the incident at the parking lot. Somebody else did. It seems like we made quite the scene.” he said.

“I told you it’s all right.” Kaylee said.

“Fine, fine.”

“Now, come on and let’s get you on the treadmill.”

The session seemed especially grueling for Cole. His pain wasn’t something he would discuss or ever show, if he could help it. It was agonizing, and he kept it, and other things, bottled up. He wasn’t sure if that was the way it was supposed to go, or if Kaylee was pushing him extra hard on purpose. Whatever the case, Kaylee was really laying it on Cole. He felt his quadriceps and hamstring burning more than usual, where the bullet had penetrated. Each step on the clinic floor was jarring. Cole held on to the walker tightly. This must have been what his Dad felt in his later years when he could barely walk. The thought did little to console Cole.

“Come on, Cole! You can do it! Keep walking. Your legs have to get used to it again!”

“I can’t!” Cole mumbled.

Sweat dripped from his forehead. He tried to take one more step but a deep sharp pain got the best of him. He fell to the floor.

“Cole!”

He smiled at Kaylee. It was a brave front, but Kaylee could see that Cole was really frustrated at his inability to walk without any help.

“I’m okay.” he said, as Kaylee helped him up, hand under each armpit giving him a little leverage to his good left leg which did most of the work. Her hands brushed down his back muscles, and she felt her heart flutter momentarily.

“It shouldn’t take so long to see improvement.” Cole said with dejection.

He was showing a vulnerable side, and this affected Kaylee.

“I think I pushed you too hard and I’m sorry for that.” she said.

“No. You’re only trying to do your job. I should be the one to try a little harder instead of being such an ass.”

Their passing gaze met briefly as Cole got up. They looked deeply into each other’s eyes, in a moment that became akin to an altered state. After the lingering moment, both of them simultaneously looked away.

“It’s been a tough session. I think it’s time we called it a day a little early.” Kaylee said.

“Uh, yeah. I guess that’s a good idea.” Cole said.

Kaylee noticed that Cole seemed really frustrated with his progress. He had actually started showing up regularly, albeit late, but started to put in some real effort.

“You know, you will walk again and without the pain or the crutches. Don’t rush it. We’ll get there.” Kaylee said.

“Yeah, hope so.” Cole said.

Cole looked away. He stood up and got his crutches. His shoulders were slumped and he was clearly dejected. Kaylee couldn’t help but feel sorry for him, her compassion bubbling up now that the anger had dissipated. She felt old emotions stirring within her. She tried to fight them off but they rose in her like a swift wave. She knew she had to rein them in. She could not allow herself to be so moody and out of character.

“Hey, I need a lift back to my place. Do you mind if I hitch a ride on your bike?” she said, wondering what possessed her to consider such a thing as soon as she asked.

Chapter Five

UnSEALED

Kaylee wasn’t sure if she had done the right thing asking for a ride home as her car was in the shop. But the look on Cole’s face was well worth it. She saw him light up at her request and that stirred up feelings within Kaylee as well. He rigged the crutches alongside the saddle bag, somehow, and readied the bike, despite the obvious pain he must endure every time he rode. It was his freedom, a sense of escape and pure bliss riding the ’06 shiny black Fat Boy, Harley Davidson. She noticed his expression of immediate relief as he got on the bike.

Kaylee tied her hair in a ponytail before putting on her helmet. She slid her right leg over the seat behind him, positioned herself comfortably and snugly. The small sissy bar at the back of the bike made her feel a little more comfortable with her decision to get on. After starting forward, she wrapped her arms around him even tighter. It was a hot summer day, and he wasn’t wearing a jacket. Her hands were firmly fixed around his tight, washboard, abs. She moved in closer to, in an upright seated hug, and noticed a tingling sensation throughout her entire body. Kaylee wasn’t sure if it was from the vibration of the Harley, or her thrill at being so close to the man she longed for.

She lost all sense of her surroundings, truly living in the moment. She could barely handle the passion that was rising. It was new to her. Despite being sought after by the opposite sex regularly throughout the years, she kept her focus on her schooling and her work. She had a few relationships, but none that lasted more than a couple months, and certainly to no one she cared to give herself fully to.

Kaylee imagined what it would be like to have his full lips, pressed against hers, lying on top of her with her legs wrapped around him. Clothes optional. Kaylee wanted him to long for her, as she did so badly for him. She wanted his massive, perfectly toned hard body on top of her, his strong arms around her, his huge solid thighs and entire tight body pressed against hers. She shuddered at the thought, coming back round.

Like Cole, Kaylee lived at her parents’ place but unlike Cole, her parents were still alive. Both were staying at a nursing home due to mobility issues. She had no real reason to move out, so she remained. Unlike Cole, whose memories were primarily of his time spent with a drunken abusive father, Kaylee had an ideal upbringing. She was very close with them, visited them practically daily and the house was well maintained with her care. 

Cole walked up to the porch which was sparkling clean. It was a far cry from his family house which was getting worse and worse in disrepair. He wondered how someone so busy like Kaylee managed to have time to maintain the quaint house. Must have been some kind of a woman’s thing.

“Coffee?” Kaylee asked.

“Why not?” Cole replied.

Kaylee entered the house and Cole followed her into the kitchen. He took a good look at her place as she served the coffee. The interior of Kaylee’s house was just as clean and neat as the exterior. Cole figured that she must have really been a neat freak. It was just like Kaylee. She was the kind of therapist who was very meticulous and detailed in her work and all that she did, which is why she was already so well respected as a physiotherapist. 

Kaylee handed Cole the cup and he took a sip. The coffee was great.

“This is the best coffee I’ve tasted in a long while.” he said with much satisfaction.

“Ah, stop flattering me.” Kaylee teased.

“No. I’m serious. You haven’t tasted the coffee in the barracks! It tastes awful. Like it was straight from a can or something. But boy, does it pack one hell of a punch.”

Kaylee laughed at Cole’s remark and the emphasis he put behind it.

“I’m serious. It was awful but it woke you up alright.”

“Everyone’s glad to see you home safe, Cole.” Kaylee said.

“None happier than myself. It was really rough out there.” Cole said, with a distant look in his eye. “I don’t think I have really come to terms with it, to be honest.”

Kaylee sensed something especially heavy in Cole’s tone. It was the first time he actually displayed any
real
emotion about it.

“I’m so sorry to hear that. It must have been tough. I really can’t even imagine.”

“You’re right, no one can understand unless you’re in it.”

There was a look of despair in Cole’s eyes. It surprised and shocked Kaylee. She always saw Cole as gruff, tough and lately just as an ass. Now he actually seemed vulnerable, authentic, even sensitive. This was a first, to see him in such raw emotional pain.

“Everybody thinks I’m some kind of hero for saving my buddies on our last tour overseas. But let me tell you, I wasn’t even thinking when I did what I did. It wasn’t really
courage.
” Cole said.

Kaylee could see that Cole was trembling as he spoke. There was deep sadness and despair in his voice. She instinctively went closer and hugged him. As she did, Cole pulled her waist so close that she found herself trembling.

“It
will
be alright.” Kaylee reassured in a whisper, as they both gently loosened their embrace, looking into each other’s eyes.

Cole felt comfort and relief. It was a great feeling and Cole took time to savor the moment studying the beautiful young woman in his arms. He brought her forward to him and hugged Kaylee even tighter, wrapping his arms firmly around her shoulders, his head dropping slightly and resting his cheek on the top of her head. His hands were mid back, and he reached upward to her ponytail elastic band gently removing it, allowing her long black hair to fall softly framing her beautiful golden-tanned face.

He rubbed her scalp gently, masculine hands brushing down her long black silky hair running his fingers through it. She felt a shudder run down her spine. As his hands were massaging her low back she braced herself with a small gasp. “Could this be really happening”, she longingly asked herself. Before either of them even knew it, they were both longingly kissing each other.

The kisses were loving and passionate. Both Cole and Kaylee felt like they had waited all their life for this moment, it was finally here. All pretenses were gone. They couldn’t stop kissing, rubbing, and holding each other. The attraction they each had for each other culminated into this perfect moment. Cole’s hands continued moving up and down the back of Kaylee’s toned, supple figure enjoying her curves. Kaylee pulled Cole’s elite, firm, SEAL-trained body toward her, outlining his massive muscles with her delicate fingers, and getting lost in his lips, her hands playing with his tussled hair.   

Kaylee took hold of Cole’s hand, silently walking him to her bedroom down the hall. Slowly, and methodically they took turns removing an article of clothing, starting with Cole’s tight t-shirt, her eyes widened as she got a full view of his magnificent body. Next, Kaylee’s sundress dropped to the floor, to reveal her slim, toned body. She wore white lace panties and matching bra which Cole longed to touch, to feel with lips tongue and fingers. Next, Cole’s zipper was slowly undone, and his pants lowered. Somehow Kaylee managed so remain perfectly calm, despite knowing she was about to be with her first lover and the only one she had ever desired.

Eventually they were naked, lost in each other’s eyes and kissing, their tongues battling against each other like fighting polecats. Cole pressed his body close to Kaylee’s, feeling the heat and softness of her skin against his. This just felt so right for them both.

They were tightly locked in each other arms, their legs intertwined, both still with undergarments on. Cole loosened their embrace and began to explore every inch of Kaylee’s lean figure with soft kisses. Starting at her neck and working his way lower, slowly savoring each tiny section his lips and tongue encountered. Overwhelmed by the powerful feelings of lust coursing through her, Kaylee heard a breathy moan leave her mouth. Her body responded to his on such a primal level and she trusted it, and him, to know what it was doing.

Cole ran his tongue along the lacy edge of her bra, leaving a wet trail over her sensitive skin which the air cooled and highlighted to her, she gasped as he nipped the stiff cylinder of her nipple through her bra and shivered in surprise as goose pimples shot down her back and across her thighs. Cole reached up gently and pulled the straps off her shoulders, pulling them slowly down her arms before peeling the cups away from her burning skin.

His kisses circled her breasts with a sweet slowness that was almost painful.

“You're so beautiful,” Cole told her in a worshipful voice she had not ever heard him use before, “So amazingly sexy.” He ran his hands around her back and down her body, fingers dipping into her thin panties as she writhed against his rock hard body.

To Kaylee this was all she had ever wanted, even as a little girl, not having knowledge of what men and women did in private, she had held the primordial idea of this moment in her young brain. Her lower body ached so hard and deep for him, it was all she could do not to cry, every kiss or touch was like a trail of heat over her skin and she could feel her heart beating in a thousand points over her body. She felt a thrill of anticipatory fright when something dug into her thigh, feeling alien and powerful, brutal and alluring. At the same time as she felt the stab of ice in her chest, a need pulled at her, feeling as if her very womb tried to speak to her.

“Cole,” she breathed, “I-I-I've...never...” She allowed the sentence to hang in the air. Cole's lips paused in their exploration, his hands released their grip and for just a fraction of a second, Kaylee knew despair.

“Okay,” Cole spoke into the skin on her side and his breath tickled, feeling as if it traveled through her skin, around her body and in, stoking the pleasant fire which grew deep inside her. Gently, as if he might break her, Cole laid her back on the bed, settling himself beside her and leaning on one arm. He leaned over and kissed her while running the fingers of one hand lightly down her body. In denial of his own desperation and powerful urge, he skimmed her lightly over the outside of her panties, watching her every reaction for signs of distress.

Kaylee felt his finger slide below the flimsy cotton of her panties and opened her eyes, reveling in the triumphant gaze he favored her with. This was as special for Cole as it was for her and every touch, every look, showed it to her.

She could not help comparing his touch to her own and found it utterly different. His fingers on her most intimate parts felt so right, so mind blowing, so good and she could feel the tension inside her building up like a spring being pressured. Her throat became tight and the little squeaks she made sounded ridiculous, even to her, but she did not care. Eventually the painfully pleasant ache became an overwhelming, all-encompassing drive to climax and climax she did. The waves of her passion rippled up from within her, taking her to the edge of consciousness where sight, sound and smell meant nothing, only pleasure.

When she came back down, Cole was there, smiling and stroking her.

“That was awesome,” she breathed, “I've never felt anything like it.”

“More?” Cole asked her with a lust filled gaze and grin.

“God, yes.” Cole knelt up, making his way between her knees and trailed his fingers up the outside of her legs. He hooked his fingers around her panties and pulled gently. Kaylee lifted her bottom and he dragged them clear before lifting one of her legs and trailing kisses down from her knee. Kaylee trembled as she felt his mouth approach her wetness and cried out in ecstasy when his tongue ran over her hyper-sensitive tissues. As slowly and sensuously as before, Cole brought her to the edge of delight before making her explode with pleasure. Kaylee, reached down and scratched his scalp as she panted his name time and again like a mantra.

Kaylee watched through eyes filled with desire, lust and happiness as Cole rose to cover her body with his, marveling how light he was before realizing he supported himself on his powerful arms. They kissed, his tongue plunging into her mouth as he eased himself into her lower down. Kaylee felt a momentary stab of pain and fright but knew this was supposed to be. Cole watched her intently as he filled her, looking for any sign of distress. They stayed like that, his body buried deeply inside her while she adjusted to fit around him. Cole rocked gently and Kaylee panted as she felt every inch of him move within her. She had read about this moment in books and magazines but the reality of the event was so much more, there were no words which could do it justice.

“Kaylee, I...”

Cole could not finish his sentence. In a moment both savage and intimate, Cole climaxed inside of Kaylee. It was a wild and wonderful feeling that filled Cole’s entire being. Cole clutched at Kaylee’s supple body like a rock climber hanging on for dear life. He felt like he was falling and Kaylee was his only anchor. And while he held Kaylee, he felt a shiver run through her entire body. He felt her tingling from within. Cole knew that Kaylee had also consummated her passions. And it all felt more than right.