New Beginnings (True Hybrid Book 1) (10 page)

I feel myself deflate at his words. It is partially my fault too. If I wouldn’t have ruin away from him all those years ago then everything might be different, but there is nothing I can do about it now. The past is exactly that. The past.

I convince myself to be the bigger person. I go to him and wrap my arms around him. I rest the side of my face against his back. I do something that surprises me. I cry.

I’m hurting inside and out because of this man, and yet I can’t get enough of him. At the feel of his back getting wet, he spins around in my arms. So, my head is resting on his chest and he can wrap his arms around me. Even after everything, he is still trying to comfort me.

His kindness makes me cry even harder. No matter what, I can’t lie to myself. I need this man, and he needs me. I lay my head on his shoulder, after the tears stop falling. I know I have to bring us one step closer to completing the bond. I won’t be ready to have sex anytime soon, but I can give him this.

Pulling him closer, I start to kiss and lick the spot where my mark will go. He growls in approval. My incisors elongate, licking and kissing the spot one last time, I sink my teeth in him. His blood taste like heaven and does things to my body I never knew was possible.

He groans at the feel of my mouth. I know what he is feeling, because I can feel it. I pull away and start licking the wound to close it. His arms tighten around my waist and I feel his arousal. I look at him and blush.

I give him an erection, just from a bite. It is the same reaction as when he bit and marked me.

“Come on. Let’s get some sleep.”

He pulls me to the bed with him, and to my surprise, I don’t try to resist. I lay on my right side with him pressed against my back. Our bodies fit perfectly together.

He wraps his arms around me and pulls me close. Nuzzling his face into my hair and neck. I giggle a little at him. I breathe in his scent, and began to relax. He is my own personally made security blanket. I drift off to sleep to the sound of his even breathing.

I wake up the next morning feeling refreshed and very aroused. Where did this feeling of arousal come from? I try to roll over but come into contact with Zander’s very erect shaft. I hear Zander growl before sliding his left hand up my torso to my breast.

I gasp in surprise and he takes that as a good sign. His right hand slides down my torso and he cups my core. At the contact of his hands my mind remembers I’m wearing nothing but a towel. I don’t care with all the pleasure coursing through my body.

He rubs and pinches until I climax on his hand, which causes me to press my butt into his shaft. He uses his hands to pull me to him. He starts to rub his shaft against me in an attempt to relieve himself. I roll over and undo his pants. His hips thrust forward as I wrap my hand around his shaft.

I become more excited the more he reacts to me.

In this moment I feel ready to give myself to Zander. As long as he agrees the chosen Luna is going to no longer be a problem. I continue to stroke his shaft as I talk.

“Zander. Promise me the chosen Luna will be gone when all this blows over.”

My voice is husky and seductive. He reaches for my hand and my grip tightens around him.

“Answer me or I will torture you until you do.”

I don’t know where this new wanton female came from, but I like it. By the feel of things, so does he.

“Yes! She was gone before you were sent after me.”

Liking his answer, I roll us over so I’m on top. I lift up using my knees and place his shaft at my opening. I start to slide down on him, when his hands shoot to my hips to stop me. He growl from the pleasure and I want to go further. I want him to feel the pleasure he gives me.

“What are you doing?”

His voice is strained.

“I’m doing exactly what feels right.”

I look straight into his eyes and see love. I try to slide down and sheath him all the way but as soon as the head of his shaft hits my Heisman he tightens his grip and refuses to let me go any further.

“Why do you keep stopping me?”

I’m confused by his actions.

“I don’t want your first time to be in a sleazy motel room. The first time we make love will be in our bed.”

I appreciate what he is doing, but I also know he is torturing himself in the process.

“Well let’s try something else.”

He gives me a skeptical look. I take his shaft out of my core and place him at the entrance of my anus. The look on his face is priceless. I painfully, and very slowly, lower myself onto him. He doesn’t try to stop me either.

Once he is fully sheathed, I wait to move. Adapting to his size. So, I don’t hurt him or myself.

“Ready Zander?”

He just stares at me with wide eyes for a few moments. He nods and I start sliding up and down slowly. The pleasure is causing my own climax to build. Zander’s eyes are closed and he is groaning and grunting with every stroke.

His right hand makes its way to my core to pinch and rub my nub. His Left hand wraps around the back of my neck so he can pull me down. His kiss is passionate and deep.

After he releases my neck I sit up straight so more of him will fit. We gasp at the change in pressure. I start to move a little faster. I’m almost to my climax. His rubbing and pinching on my nub becomes more frantic.

I’m moving faster, like I’m trying to win a race. We come at the same time.  Zander holds me down on him as his assault on my nub continues. I scream out my release as it gushes out my core onto Zander, while he groans. I felt his shaft pulse inside my anus.

The feeling is wonderful. I lay on his chest while we try to catch our breath. Our bodies are slick with sweat and my juices. This is heaven. Being here with this man and having experienced this with him. After a moment Zander speaks.

“Are you ok?”

I shake my head in response. Not trusting my voice.

“That was amazing Elisabeth. I’ve never done that before.”

I’m excited to give Zander something he’s never gotten before.

“Well I need another shower now.”

I get up and start walking to the bathroom, noticing my towel fell off sometime during our sexercise. When I’m about to walk into the bathroom I turn around and look at Zander, smiling.

“What to join me?”

He jumps out of bed and is wrapping his arms around me by the time I completed my question.

“I thought you’d never ask love.”

We walk to the shower. The water is nice and hot. I notice during my walk I’m a little sore. Zander is right. I would have known if we did something.

I step into the shower first. Zander is a few seconds behind. He wraps himself around me.

His skin is hotter than the water. I relax more than I did in here alone last night. I love how my body fits perfectly in Zander’s.

He takes the towel and soap from my hands. I watch as he works a lather into the towel. Zander reaches for me and I don’t flinch away. He washes my arms and hands first. He moves onto my shoulders and back next, forcing me to turn around.

He moves on to my butt, and making sure to swipe the towel a few times between my cheeks. I blush at his intimate touch, but don’t say anything. My legs and feet are next. He washes both legs, making sure to not touch my core. He taps my calf on each leg for me to lift my feet so he can wash them.

Taking care to rinse them before I’m able to put my feet down. He spins me around. He takes his time washing my chest. Soaping my breast repeatedly.

After a few moments he moves down to my stomach. It doesn’t take him long to go down further to my core. He takes his time. Kneeling down so he can get up close to my core. He spreads me with his fingers before sliding the towel across my core. He has me aroused all over again.

Taking his time to clean me. Once he finishes cleaning me, he makes sure I’m well rinsed. Before I’m able to return the favor, Zander kneels back in front of me and spreads me again. Instead of the towel he uses his mouth.

I gasp in surprise. He lifts my legs over his shoulders to get a better angle. I grip the back of his head to hold on, which causes more pressure. It doesn’t take long for me to climax.

After he puts me back on my feet I’m embarrassed. I squirted, and he has the biggest smile on his face.

“Oh. I think this is going to be a daily routine. And stop looking like you’re about to run. I enjoyed you squirting on me.”

I don’t say anything. Taking the towel, I take the same course he did. When I reach his shaft it is hard. It is hard to resist to not stare at him. He is a perfect male specimen. I can look at him all day.

I hear a growl from Zander and look straight into his eyes. They are glowing again. I continue with my task of cleaning him. His shaft is the last part on my list. I wrap the towel around it.

Gripping him tightly, I feel his hips thrust forward and a hiss threw his teeth. He is tense. I use my hand to stroke him. He is turning me on. I reach up and pull his head to me.

As soon as our lips touch, my body is preparing for him. He pulls me close and deepens the kiss. His mouth stills as his shaft begins to throb in my hand with his release.

A smile spreads across my face as I watch him climax for me. His eyes are closed and his face is tight. After he finishes I notice a satisfied smile on his face.

“You’re more than any male could ever hope for.”

I appreciate his comment. I leave him in the shower to rinse off. We need to get moving again. Can’t stay in one place too long. I dress in a pair of jeans and a white spaghetti strap shirt. My flip flops are back on my feet.

I turn around and Zander is dressed in a pair of jeans and a black muscle shirt. He grabs everything out of the room and loads up the SUV. I walk to the front to return the key and notice something doesn’t feel right.

I turn around and walk into solid muscle. I tense until his smell hits me. Walking to the SUV with Zander makes me relax slightly. Leaving the parking lot I kick my flip flops off on the floor and kick back. I’m glad Zander is driving. I can let my thoughts wonder.

My birthday is in two days. A feeling of dread washes over me. Something has to happen to keep the impending doom from happening. I’m going to put all my effort into figuring it out. I know it has something to do with my 21st birthday, just not sure what it is.

I let my thoughts go through every scenario. Zander pulls me from my thoughts when he grabs my hand. I look at him as he is watching the road. He looks like he is going to say something.

“Is there something bothering you?”

I look at him waiting for him to answer.

“I just feel like there is something we are supposed to do. As if everything depends on us doing something.”

“I know how you feel. The only thing I know is that it has something to do with my birthday.”

He takes a moment to ponder over that before he answers.

“Yeah. That sounds about right.”

The rest of the ride is spent in silence. Thinking over everything. I’m shaken from my thoughts when my body feels like it is full of ants. Something’s wrong. Zander looks at me and I know he feels it too.

Something runs into the side of the SUV. Zander loses control of the vehicle, but only for a moment. He manages to gain control of the vehicle. He presses the accelerator once we are back on the road.

So, we are out of the area faster than originally intend. We are going to stop at another dealership and get rid of the SUV. They know what vehicle we are in. So, now we have to switch it out.

Zander will have to change his appearance some, or he can stay in Wolf form. I’m going to let him decide. My appearance changes day to day so I should be ok.

I might cut my hair. It goes all the way down to my waist. Change it up a little.

The car is silent. We drive through Tennessee into Kentucky before we stop again. Zander pulls out his phone and finds a mall. About 30 minutes later we pull into the mall with one goal in mind.

Make ourselves look different. First we go to a salon. They take us right away. I decide to go with a pixie haircut. Zander changes his hair color to blonde and cut it a little shorter. He looks different but is extremely handsome.

We buy new clothes. Stuff that we never would wear. We are gonna wear them now. We eat in the food court and look on Zander’s phone for a dealership on our way.

He finds one about 45 miles up the road. There are closer ones but nothing on the way. Zander argues with me, but I win. So, I drive to the dealership from the mall.

“So, what are we getting this time?”

I’m thinking an extended cab truck with 4 wheel drive and a turbo diesel.

“I’m thinking we need to get a car.”

I’m shocked to hear him say that.

“Why a car?”

He looks like he is choosing his words wisely before speaking.

“They expect you to be in something like a truck or SUV. They wouldn’t expect a car or a motorcycle.”

If we can carry everything on a motorcycle, we would have left on mine. When we left my house we were going eat and going grocery shopping, not running from some crazy people.

“A car will work, as long as it isn’t a compact car.”

“Agreed. We won’t fit in a compact.”

I just nod in agreement. I’m wondering why I picked out the bright pink dress and white flip flops.

It looked cute on the rack, but not on me. It feels wrong for me to be wearing something so girly.

Zander talks me into it. I liked it but wasn’t going to get it. It was comfortable. Guess I’ll let this one go.

We reach the dealership and start the search. We pick out a black full size car. It is new and fast. Again I register it under a different name. I pay extra for that.

We move everything to the new car and get back on the road. Zander drives until midnight. He pulls into a rest stop. We decide we are going to sleep under the stars instead of trying to get another motel. Don’t want anyone finding us again. If they do we might not be able to get away this time.

We need to hide out until after my birthday. I feel that’s when the danger will roll over, so to say. We use one sleeping bag to sleep on and the other to cover with. Zander makes sure to wrap his arms around me and pull me in close. Even though we are in the open and someone is trying to kill us, I feel safe.

I lay there thinking about everything for a while.

Nothing makes sense. What will my turning 21 and finding my bond have to do with people chasing us? I know Zander and I will have to complete our bond soon.

I think the Elders also have something to do with this. They are so persistent about me killing him. I think they don’t want him around because I will quit doing their dirty work. Well guess what. I’m going to quit either way.

That’s something they aren’t going to be able to stop, even if they kill Zander. It will kill me. So, at this point they really have no choice but to keep us alive and together. I don’t know how much sleep I’m going to be getting tonight.

After everything we have dealt with in the past few days, all they did was drive us closer together. Maybe that’s what they want. To force us together.

Naw. That can’t be it. If it is they wouldn’t have sent people to kill Zander. Maybe I am overthinking it. Maybe this is all a coincidence. I’m starting to feel exhausted now. Maybe sleep isn’t going to be as hard for me to get as I originally thought. My eyelids close and sleep overcomes me soon after.

I awake with a sudden urge to run. Zander wakes up and looks at me. I look at the car and run, leaving Zander and everything behind. Zander follows suit.

As we shut the doors on the car, you can hear feet running towards us. He starts the car and pushes the accelerator to the floor. The tires spin but catch at the last second and away we were. This car has too much power.  I like it.

We stop about 40 minutes up the road for breakfast. I don’t eat much. The worry of everything plus my birthday being tomorrow isn’t helping. Zander looks at me with worry on his face but says nothing.

He eats like he is a small army. I laugh watching him eat like it is his last meal. We leave the small diner after we finish eating. Zander drives.

So, I just kick back in the passenger seat and relax. I turn on the radio to drown out the silence. I don’t really care what we listen to, as long as there is something. Zander doesn’t talk a lot and neither do I. We start to argue when we talk too much.

Silence of our voices is golden. Thinking is something we both need to do, since we are trying to figure out what is happening. At least only our lives are on the line. Hopefully nothing else comes into play. We pass a truck stop and my bladder begs for release.

“Can we stop? I have to use the restroom.”

He looks at me and nods. He turns the car around, and pulls into the parking lot. I get out and sprint to the bathroom.

Once I relieve myself, I decide to grab some more snacks. Zander fuels up while I get snacks and drinks. We are planning on going somewhere we can be separated.

So Zander doesn’t hurt me, until my heat is over. Which means we have until just before midnight to get where we are going to be and separate ourselves. Otherwise Zander’s fear of making my first time traumatizing could come true, because he might not be able to control himself.

I think it will traumatize him more than me. I’m sure I can handle him. It might actually be kind of fun. Laughing to myself, I can picture Zander chasing me and trying to catch me.

So, far I’ve let him catch me every time, and he hasn’t figured it out yet. Men are so easy to please. Looking over at Zander, I spot a smile on his face.

“What are you so happy about?”

He looks at me and his smile grows in size.

“What are you talking about? Can’t I be happy about being in your company?”

I eye him suspiciously, but shrug my shoulders in the end. I go back to staring out the window as he goes back to watching the road. I must have fallen asleep because the sun is high in the sky when I open my eyes.

“We aren’t going to make it in time. You’re going to have to stay away from me. I won’t be able to keep my hands off you. It’s starting to get harder now.”

“I’m sorry. The next time we stop, I’ll leave. That way it is easier on you.”

“NO! You are not leaving my side for any reason!”

I’m shocked by his tone and emotion. I’m not sure my voice will work. So, I just nod. He is starting to become very aggressive and over protective. It’s actually turning me on.

My heat is going to kill us, if Zander doesn’t. Zander and I are becoming tenser as the day wears on. We pull over and eat sandwiches and snacks for lunch at a rest stop area. I keep an eye on him.

He is starting to not be able to control his wolf as well as he should. We get back in the car but know we are never going to make it. The drive is long and nerve wracking. We decide to stop at a restaurant and eat supper. We eat in silence like always.

I think about Zander and about how there is only a few hours left until I go into my first heat. I have an internal debate over staying or running again. Like last time, I decide to run. I’m just not sure if I will make it very far this time.

I decide to turn it into a game. My escape will look like I just got lost. Otherwise I might get severely hurt. I start playing around with Zander. I run into the woods giggling at him. I hear him run in after me.

It’s probably around 2330, which means the deadline is almost here. I have to get away. I hear a growl behind me and run a little faster. He is not far behind me. I know I will be sorry if he catches me. When I hear him right behind me, I push my legs to go faster.

Everything I pass goes by in a blur. I look down at my watch and see it is after midnight. Happy birthday to me. No matter how fast I run, Zander always seems to stay right behind me. Someone grabs me from behind, I scream out in fear.

It is worse than I thought. I’m hoping it was anyone but Zander, but he caught me. I’m scared by the look in his eyes. They are the eyes of his wolf and they are hungry.

Hungry for me. I feel something hard press into my bottom. I know he is aroused.

“You shouldn’t have run.”

His voice is husky and alluring. I’m getting excited just by the sound of it.

“Why is that?”

My voice sounds just as husky. I know he can smell my arousal.

“Because now you’re mine. I caught you. Which means I get to do whatever I want with you.”

I watch as he speaks. His wolf is in the forefront. There is no getting away now.

“You might hurt me if you do that.”

He watches me closely. Watching for any sign of a lie.