Cat Scratch Fever Ch. 7

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Jadyn pressed her lips to Rafael’s. She flicked her tongue across his lips, lowered her mouth then took Rafael’s lower lip into her mouth and sucked on it, pulling a longing moan from the tiger’s sensual lips.

“Babe, you’re making it hard…,” Rafael groaned feeling his manhood pulse against his zipper. 

“That was the idea,” Jadyn taunted sexily. She slipped her hand underneath the tiger’s cotton shirt, raking her fingers over Rafael’s washboard abs, smiling naughtily when she felt them flex. Pressing the soft line of her form against him Rafael wanted to rip off his clothes again and ravish Jadyn’s small yet curvaceous body again.

“I mean hard to leave,” Rafael murmured against her lips. “As much as I want to stay I have to go to work.”

“Too bad you can’t call in sick,” Jadyn pouted, her jade green eyes full of promise. Rafael threaded his fingers through her maple brown tresses, loving their silkiness. She was only wearing a thin lavender cotton robe but he could feel her soft breasts with their pearling nipples tease his chest. 

“Wish I could,” Rafael pressed his lips to her forehead. Then he frowned. “But Daunte will want to check in. I’m surprised he didn’t storm up here an hour ago to make sure I haven’t marked you.”

Looking into his royal blue eyes, Jadyn could see there was some disappointment there. She didn’t understand it but before she could ask, Rafael gave her lips one last fierce kiss then said goodbye.  

She stared after him as he made his way to the elevator and then give her a seductive smirk as the doors slid shut. Jadyn did wonder about Daunte. She half expected to find him waiting outside her door but even he was too proud to do that; to be like a pet house cat waiting for its mistress, scratching at her door to be let in.

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It took everything Rafael had not to turn around and go right back upstairs and mark Jadyn as his own. He wanted to provoke Daunte into a duel de sang, a fight to the death in their world. When someone’s honor or property had been defiled then two shifters would challenge then meet and duel it out. 

It was an archaic practice that no one really did anymore. The last shifter to issue and die in the challenge was Salvatore Baptiste. Rafael’s family was disgraced but not just by the duel de sang but because of what Daunte’s father Raymond LaSalle did to Salvatore’s sister. 

Still thoughts drifted back to last night and being wrapped up in Jadyn’s body, her soft breasts pressed against him, her hard nipples teasing across his firm chest as he plunged his fingers deep into her molten sex that tried to suck him up as deep as he could go. 

Rafael took a deep breath still smelling Jadyn’s faint feminine scent; her deodorant, fresh cotton and lavender scented bath salt. His cock jerked at the memory of her lips wrapped around his thick knob, inching down slowly to engulf his iron hard length, her palms cradling his tight balls trying to coax out his cum.

The tiger licked his lips, touching his swelling crotch. Damn! The icy spikes of revenge buried in his gut began to melt in the way of passion and lust. Rafael was filled with a hunger he needed to satiate again. Right now. Maybe he will call in sick. Jacob could fill in for him for the day.

He was about to text his coworker when the doors opened and his body hair stood on end. Daunte and Holland were standing there, both glaring daggers and bodies in a stance of unflinching determination. 

“Daunte,” Rafael greeted coldly. “And here I thought I wasn’t going to see you just waiting outside… Jadyn’s primed and ready for you upstairs.” He enjoyed watching Daunte bristle and hear him growl threateningly at the statement.  

“Sounds more like you were hoping I would be here,” Daunte growled. Rafael could tell the jaguar was hanging by a taut thread of self control. One poke and the thread would snap and he would get his duel de sang. Yet to his disappointment Daunte remained standing where he was. Perhaps it was Holland holding the leash. 

“You’re going to come with me, Rafael,” Holland finally spoke. His tone left no room for debate. 

“Am I?” Rafael tilted his head to the side, his sly smile testing Daunte’s resolve. 

Holland’s eyes glowed yellow. Rafael was over confident which was the flaw of many young shifters…

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Jadyn dabbed her wet hair with a towel as she made her way to answer the doorbell that wouldn’t stop its incessant ringing.

“Just a minute! God, is there a fire?” Jadyn cried out with impatience. She had just gotten out of the shower and couldn’t even stop to put on some clothes. Yet when she opened the door her breath hitched and her blood ran hot.

Daunte was leaning with both hands against the door frame like a Herculean giant ready to break the door down. Jadyn barely had time to get a word out when Daunte pounced, his lips attacking hers with possessive fervor that made Jadyn grow weak in the knees and pussy cream. 

“Hey,” he gruffly breathed before once more ravishing Jadyn’s gasping mouth with his serpentine tongue, licking every inch inside the warm cavern. 

Jadyn’s mind went foggy as the searing lips nipped, sucked and slid across her own. All she could do was whimper against Daunte’s conquering tongue while he dragged her to the floor, kicking the door shut behind him.

She met his sliding tongue with languid strokes, pressing her small body against his muscular figure, like pressing against a brick wall, immovable and unyielding. Jadyn wrapped her arms and legs around Daunte on instinct. The familiarity of his hard, straining muscles, the heat of his skin sliding against hers, the taste of his kiss, and the spicy masculine scent incited a primal heat in her blood making her womb clench with desire and want.

Jadyn groaned into Daunte’s ravenous mouth feeling him rock hard, hot and throbbing through his denim jeans grinding against her sex that was growing wetter and hotter with each new thrust.

The jaguar finally released her mouth to trail hot breathy kisses down her damp throat, tasting the water from the shower as well as the natural sweetness of her fair smooth skin. Jadyn dug her fingers into his marbled back, feeling them flex with his every lustful movement.

“We should greet like this all the time,” Jadyn’s voice was throaty, thick with sexual heat making Daunte’s stomach clench in sudden need.

“You shouldn’t wear clothes every time,” Daunte naughtily replied, nipping her earlobe, his voice like rough satin. He grinned feeling Jadyn tremble beneath him. Jadyn ground her hips right back against the rutting jaguar drawing a ragged moan from his hot lips.

Jadyn’s hand slipped into Daunte’s loose jeans squeezing his perfect marble ass. Damn! Jadyn could bounce a quarter off that thing! And she felt he had decided to go commando today.

“You too,” she slowly licked the throbbing tendon on his neck, giving it a light suck, plumping it to the surface as if she would bite down and drink in his essence. Daunte purred deep within his diaphragm sending his vibrations into Jadyn’s body to add to the pleasing sensations she was feeling from the friction of their grinding bodies. 

Daunte raked his calloused fingers through her damp maple curls, releasing the scent of her new shampoo: sunflowers. She smelled like summer full of fireworks, blooming flowers and wild untamed nights. It made his cock throb to the point of agony.

“Bed,” Daunte bit out nuzzling into the slope of her neck and inhaling her being as Jadyn continued to undulate her curvy hips against him. 

“I doubt we’ll make it,” Jadyn pushed her other hand beneath Daunte’s thin gray cotton shirt, teasingly reaching up then in slow circles taunted his nipple that grew taut under her soft fingertips. 

Daunte grunted, nibbling on her collarbone, pushing her robe off her fair shoulders and caressing her damp skin. The slickness of her flesh was so erotic, reminding him of where she was the hottest and the slickest. Daunte felt he could slip into her without difficulty. Jadyn’s nipples balled into sensitive tips. She shivered when Daunte dragged the thin lavender cotton across them to reveal her body he felt he had a claim to.

The jaguar licked his lips at the sight of her coral peaks, stiff and round like tiny cherries. He lowered his mouth and heard Jadyn gasp sharply as he latched onto the tender morsel then rasped his tongue against it. He sucked and licked in a slow methodic rhythm that made Jadyn putty in his strong yet gentle hands.

Jadyn couldn’t wait any longer. She reached down and unsnapped his jeans with ease. Daunte pushed his jeans past his hips all while still sucking hard on Jadyn’s taut sensitive bud. Fisting his mammoth organ he guided it Jadyn’s slick opening then with little ceremony he pushed the bulbous head into her moist entrance. 

The human waitress’s body bowed to the sudden explosion of sensation. She had orgasmed just from the feel of having Daunte’s cock pushing inside her again. Was it the hormones that still resided from the Heat that made her nerves so sensitive or was this all her and Daunte? 

Daunte groaned, vibrating against her nipple, as he pushed further in with little trouble.

“You’re so hot and tight, baby,” Daunte moaned desperately. “Like a velvet fist. I might not last long.”

Jadyn whimpered, lifting her hips and wrapping her legs tighter about his thick waist to get more of Daunte in. 

“Easy, baby,” Daunte whispered huskily into her ear, his breath ragged with lust. “I’ll give it all to you… uhhnnn but if you keep wiggling like that I’ll explode before I do.”

Jadyn sexily bit her lip just the way Daunte liked it. She took his face in her hands then ravished his mouth with her wicked tongue, lying still to allow Daunte to roll his hips, burying his cock another inch inside her succulent heat. She squeezed around him, loving the feeling of him stretching her walls. She hissed with the pain-pleasure of it. 

Daunte’s strokes were slow, measured. As much as he was ready to cum he wanted to savor the feeling of Jadyn’s hot satin walls holding him snuggly like a glove. His body heat branded her through his clothes that felt damp with sweat. Jadyn threaded her fingers through Daunte’s thick dark locks. She had missed the feel of them too, raking through her trembling fingers.

The heat consumed her, sensation thrumming through Jadyn’s blood as her nerve endings sparked with pleasure. Her body was hyper aware of every fiber of Daunte’s clothes that scratched against her moist skin, the scorching of his bare flesh against hers. Her mouth hung open in a silent “O” with the terrible, incredible pressure building up within her. Jadyn’s body grew as taut as a bow ready to fly at the slightest tug on the string.

Daunte rotated his hips, Jadyn tightened her hold on him, her thighs squeezing around him and toes curling. Then suddenly the tension within her broke. White hot pleasure rippled through her entire body and she luxuriated on cloud nine. She felt his scalding seed pierce her womb and member swell as he trembled in her embrace.

They rode out their orgasms together, wrapped up in each other on the floor of Jadyn’s apartment. Finally Daunte turned over but he didn’t slip out. He brought Jadyn with him, settling her on top of him.

“I’m sorry,” Daunte sighed, breathless with his coming. “I didn’t use a condom.”

Jadyn slumped on top of her virile jaguar lover, laughing with breathless passion. 

“I should get one of those birth control implants,” Jadyn sighed, resting her head against Daunte’s firm chest, listening to the rapid beating of his heart. 

Daunte stroked her damp hair. She almost purred at the gentle touch. He was still hard and pulsating inside her when she slipped out of her robe completely. The jaguar watched her, his whiskey eyes gleaming gold, enraptured by her every enticing movement that was designed to seduce him. 

“I missed you,” Daunte reached up and caressed Jadyn’s full round breasts that were heavy in his rough palms. 

“It’s been a day,” Jadyn admonished with good humor then it melted into a soft moan as Daunte’s thumbs teased her sensitive nubs.

“Too long,” Daunte sat up taking a nipple into his hungry mouth and worried it with his slick yet rough tongue. Jadyn surrendered, holding him to her chest as she kissed his damp forehead.

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Rafael struggled in his bounds. Holland watched him with the intensity of a watch dog. The older shifter grunted taking out two beers from the cooler. He unsnapped one bottle and offered it to Rafael who scorned it.

“I know it’s early in the day but I found that alcohol can help soothe a rough situation,” Holland shrugged sipping the beer himself. They had Rafael settled inside The Scratch in Holland’s office. 

“You really think kidnapping me is going to solve your problem?” Rafael snapped.

“The problem here isn’t you, Rafe,” Holland sat back in his chair, his eyes darkening. He took another gulp of the cool beer as Rafael eyed him quizzically. “The problem is that you don’t know the truth of who you are.”

“I know who I am,” Rafael growled. “I’m a Baptiste. My family helped build Baton Rouge and what did it give in return? It flushed us out the minute we were vulnerable.”

The Baptistes did help build this city but it was through organized crime such as drugs and embezzlement. They had respect and prestige but it was bought through fear, threats, and money. No one was too sorry to see the Baptiste clan completely withdraw from the city.  

“So you want to rebuild the Baptiste empire?” Holland emitted a wry smirk. “It was long gone by the time Salvatore became Alpha. Thick headed just like your old man.”

“My father was a king who was murdered by a common alley cat who spat in his face when he seduced then abandoned his little sister ruining her chances of finding a real marriage,” Rafael growled at the memory of the story he was told for years. 

Then Holland grew solemn. “That’s not the whole story, Rafael. It’s time I tell you the real one.”

Rafael saw the look in the old tiger’s eyes and paused. A heaviness had settled upon the shifter’s shoulders as he told the young tiger the real story and who his father really was…

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Jadyn looked at her phone to check her messages. Daunte came up behind her and her nipples pearled at just the proximity. He wrapped his arms around her, his biceps flexing against her breasts that ached to be touched by him again.

“Again? Really?” Jadyn chuckled as Daunte nuzzled against her ear, licking the hollow behind it and sending shivers cascading up and down her spine.

“I’m still trying to make up for being a total ass to you the past few days,” Daunte nibbled on her ear making her giggle. He loved the sound of her laughter. It was a joyous bell, a stream of sunlight in a sea of grey clouds.

Jadyn turned in his embrace to look up at him with her liquid, seductive jade green eyes. She was wearing a tight white t-shirt with no bra and lavender satin panties while Daunte was wearing nothing at all. He looked so delicious Jadyn licked her lips thinking “Yum!”. 

“You’re almost off the hook,” Jadyn teased, softly kissing his neck, giving it a long languid lick that made Daunte purr. Actually purr! He traced his fingertips along her spine and caressed her luscious cheeks.

“I love your ass,” Daunte purred. “I could play with it all day.”

Suddenly Jadyn’s cell phone rang. She didn’t recognize the number. 

“Don’t answer it,” Daunte pressed harder against her, their thighs pressed tightly together so she could feel the hardness of his arousal rubbing against her belly. Her womb squeezed in needy response. 

“Just one minute,” Jadyn nipped playfully at Daunte’s sexy lips. She answered, “Hello, this is Jadyn Sommers.”

Jadyn listened to the concerned voice that introduced himself as Rafael’s cousin, Felix. Apparently Rafael didn’t check in at work which was strange since he always called. He was wondering if he was still at Jadyn’s place.

Daunte listened with his heightened hearing. His mood darkened. Damn Felix. He should have taken care of the cousin too. Were the Baptistes slowly infecting Baton Rouge like a virus? Jadyn’s face darkened, her bright jade eyes growing stormy as she turned to Daunte.

“I’m sorry to hear he’s missing,” Jadyn glared at Daunte who stood unabashed in a bold way that still made her toes curl in lust. “I’ll let you know if I hear from him.”

Jadyn hung up the phone then crossed her arms, tapping her foot like an impatient teacher waiting to scold a troublesome child.

“Daunte…,” Jadyn growled. “What did you do?”

“There’s something you don’t know about Rafael, Jadyn,” Daunte tried to reason but her pursing lips and smoldering eyes were arousing him again. “You can’t trust him.”

“So you kidnap him then fuck me?” Jadyn cried exasperated. “Yeah that makes you more trustworthy, Daunte!” She turned from him massaging her temples to fight the headache that threatened to overtake her while her thighs rubbed together to fight the rising lust she was feeling with her anger towards him. “How do I keep forgiving you when all you do is disappoint me at every turn? Maybe I should— Daunte!”

Daunte had scooped Jadyn up into his strong embrace. He lifted her no problem, throwing her over his broad shoulder and carrying her to the bedroom. She kicked and pounded him but her struggling against his naked form only served to arouse her, even more so when Daunte slapped her ass then kissed it. 

“Daunte Oliver LaSalle, you put me down NOW!” 

Daunte dropped her onto her bed and when she tried to escape he was on her, pinning her to the bed with his muscular form. 

“You can’t fuck your way out of this one,” Jadyn fumed. Yet Daunte crushed her lips with his own. She tried to bite at him but Daunte only growled hungrily in response and succeeded in shoving his tongue into her angry sexy mouth. 

He swallowed her shrieks and threats, feeling her struggle against him only served to arouse him further. Jadyn must have realized this as she froze instantly. The musk of her arousal was a potent aphrodisiac. Daunte caressed her breasts, swollen with firm nipples erect through the thin cotton becoming tighter with his squeezing and fondling. 

Jadyn’s shrieks became a frustrated groan. Yet her tongue refused to participate even though Daunte felt it tease the tip of his own tongue that took her mouth in deep strokes. His hand slipped under her shirt and felt the fading marks of his scratches. He wanted to remake them but for once the animal sat back patiently. 

“Once we’re done here and too satiated to argue I’ll tell you everything,” Daunte whispered softly, his voice rough and thick with emotion. “I promise.”

Daunte angled himself so that the tip of his cock was rubbing against her erect clit. Jadyn groaned desperately, her hips betraying her by pushing back into the rutting jaguar.  

“Daunte… you bastard,” Jadyn growled even as her skin flushed hot with excitement.

He stroked her cheek along the curve of her jaw line. His gaze dropped to the coral pink of her Cupid Bow lips. His cock jerked at the sight of her pink tongue darting out between them.

“Yes, Jadyn, I’m a selfish asshole when it comes to you but when I want something I do what it takes to keep it,” Daunte vowed, reaching up then with incredible strength tore open her white shirt to reveal her round white orbs with nipples already stiff. 

He took one morsel into his hungry mouth and Jadyn was helpless. She could do nothing but respond to the wonderful sensation of Daunte’s rough tongue lapping at the bud, making it grow harder and fuller. Electricity arched from her nipples to her throbbing clit that was growing slippery with each rough stroke of Daunte’s rough cat tongue.

Arching against him, Jadyn pushed her supple breasts into Daunte’s handsome hard face while he continued to firmly yet gently suck and rasp at her growing nub. When Daunte released her nipple it was dark and rosy, glistening with his saliva and throbbing with desire for him to devour her nub once again. 

“You’re so gorgeous when you’re angry,” Daunte crooned. His hand stroked her fluttering stomach then bypassed her elastic band to rest on her sopping smooth pussy that he could feel was swollen as well as her clit that pulsated against his palm. He grinned almost evilly showing the white of his perfect teeth. 

“So creamy…,” Daunte pulled his hand back up, smiling at the desperate groan that slipped from Jadyn’s lips, then sucked on his juicy coated fingers. “Mmmmm. I love your taste, baby.”

“Go to hell,” Jadyn gasped weakly yet her thighs widened. The hormones left by The Heat were weak. Daunte shouldn’t have this strong of an affect on her. But then Daunte always made her feel weak in the knees. Before their kiss in the store room Jadyn would masturbate to the thought of Daunte close to her, kissing her, and she always gushed love juice on her fingers. Just from imagining his kiss!

Now he had his fingers back inside her damp panties, stroking her shaven slick lips then rolling over her throbbing red berry. Jadyn could only whimper and buck her hips. She fisted Daunte’s dark locks while his fingers pistoned into her wet heat and make her come.

Daunte growled at the sight of Jadyn as the lust completely took over. Her eyes shut tight, mouth gaping with breathy moans flowing from her quivering lips. When she bit her bottom lip it made Daunte’s cock throb hard. He wanted those lips wrapped around his turgid organ again. He wanted her sweet, dirty and willing again.

“I know you love my cock, baby,” Daunte almost ripped Jadyn’s now soaked panties while pulling them off her then tossing them to the floor. He settled himself between her wide stretched thighs, placing them over his broad shoulders. “But I need to have my tongue inside you first.”

Jadyn gasped sharply at the feel of Daunte’s tongue on her flowery heat. Her body spasmed with the first rush of pleasure as his wicked tongue slowly explored her pussy lips. He French Kissed her molten core yet avoided her pulsating clit, sometimes nuzzling it with his nose but no more than that. 

Jadyn’s body was a live wire of electric sensation. Her fingers gripped tightly in his dark hair while Daunte’s tongue pushed into her heat with a hungry groan. He felt her walls clamp around the invading organ and his belly clenched and cock throbbed with memory of those same muscles holding him tightly until he was milked of all his seed. 

“I’m going to make you come all day, Jadyn,” Daunte swore. He gave Jadyn’s clit a swirl of his tongue then a gentle suck and felt it grow in his mouth. “First with my tongue.” He kissed her red berry. “Then with my fingers.” He nibbled on the throbbing bundle of nerves. “Then with my fat cock.” He followed that last statement with gentle suction, hearing Jadyn mewl and moan desperately, feeling her vibrate with the sensations he was inciting within her.

Jadyn practically melted from the passion burning behind every word Daunte muttered. 

“I may never walk right again,” Jadyn murmured. 

Daunte grinned rakishly. “Good. I’ll make sure you never leave this bed again.”

He gave her one last deep lick then his with his two fingers stroked along the sopping slit. “God, Jadyn baby, you’re melting…”

Daunte’s strong calloused fingers pushed inside. Jadyn tightly shut her eyes as another wave of pleasure crashed over her. She loved the feeling of Daunte’s fingers filling her up. Memories of Rafael became a faded echo in the heat of the present. Was the jaguar also a warlock that he could cloud her reason so easily with the simple touch of his fingers? 

Jadyn’s skin was so acutely sensitive that the slightest brushing caress of his skin, the silkiness of his hair was enough to set her off into a mini orgasm. Daunte taunted and enticed the waitress’s senses while stoking the fire within her core. A hot tension coiled within her, once more she was as taut as a bow ready to snap.

She was lost in the moment, the hot lust burning through her blood, replacing a reasonable, rational young woman with an animal enslaved to her passions. An animal that purred at Daunte’s simple strokes against her skin and melted when his lips touched hers. 

Daunte felt Jadyn’s slick heat clamp around his fingers that continued to piston into the womanly heart of her. Her whole body jerked, tensing and bowing, her thighs squeezing his head between their softness, and her fingers almost tearing his hair out. The jaguar only growled in satisfaction, his erection throbbing into the mattress, aching to plunge deep inside her feminine softness to the hilt and make her come again. 

Daunte remained between her soft thighs that went slack with the rest of her small curvaceous body. Jadyn lay panting in a sheen of sweat, the waves of pleasure receding slowly, her head in a fog. The jaguar slowly crawled upward and without a word, Jadyn took his wet fingers into her mouth and sucked greedily at her own cum that thickly coated Daunte’s calloused fingers. 

Daunte groaned at the feeling of her tongue swirling about his digits, the tight suction she applied to get every lost drop. He lay on his side, wrapping his arm around her to pull her close and press her against him. 

“Such a dirty girl,” Daunte whispered huskily. “Ah!”

Jadyn had bitten midway down his fingers, hard enough to almost break the skin. She glared up at him yet Daunte wasn’t deterred. The Heat was weaker. She would have been pliant and purring in his arms for the next half hour. But now the haze of lust was thinning. 

“I’m going to have to punish you for that, kitten,” Daunte growled with a predatory grin. 

“I told you,” Jadyn swore even as she wrapped her leg around his hip to get him to roll on top of her and settle between her quivering sticky thighs. “You can’t fuck you’re way out of this one… After this we are DEFINITELY talking.” She boldly fisted his hard throbbing stalk then guided it towards her swollen pussy lips. She was so wet there was little to no resistance when the bulbous knob parted her folds. “No more distractions. Deal?”

Daunte grinned then surged deep into Jadyn, to the hilt. The waitress dug her nails into the purring jaguar’s shoulders.

“Deal, kitten,” Daunte silenced her with another rough tongue probing kiss that made them both groan with need. 

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To Be Continued In Part 8…

Cat Scratch Fever Ch. 6

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The drive in the cab was only 20 minutes but it was absolute torture. Jadyn and Rafael couldn’t keep their hands off of each other. The tiger bruised the waitress’s lips with his desperate passion leaving her slippery inside and breathless. She could feel her nipples pearling into aching points, needy for the tiger’s touch.  

When they stopped at her apartment, Rafael practically threw money at the cab driver not bothering about change.

“You might have overtipped him,” Jadyn remarked laughing as Rafael’s searing lips blazed a trail along the column of her throat and hands roving over her curves. 

“His lucky night then,” Rafael murmured against her satin, hot skin. 

“He’s not the only one…,” Jadyn pulled Rafael’s handsome face back to her and plundered the dark cavity of his mouth with her questing tongue. She traced her tongue along his row of teeth until Rafael with a voracious growl wrapped his lips around the mischievous muscle tasting her sweet tartness. 

Jadyn groaned as his spicy cinnamon taste mingled with the subtle tang of cloves left over by Daunte. It was an interesting combination. One didn’t truly overpower the other yet they both left her hungrier for more. 

They somehow made it to the sixth floor to Jadyn’s room close to the elevator. On the way up, Rafael had lifted Jadyn up with ease, spreading her legs so he could grind the male length of him against her Venus mount. 

Jadyn sighed in bliss feeling the ridge of his pulsating maleness grinding against her. Her own sex drizzled and squeezed with expectation. A beautiful friction was created from their mutual grinding that threatened to set the whole building on fire. She thought she would come she was so close.  

If the elevator hadn’t dinged to her floor then Rafael would have taken her right there in the small elevator no matter who walked in. 

“We’re here…,” Jadyn murmured, playfully biting his lip then lightly sucking on it, pulling a groan of longing from the tiger shifter.

Rafael was reluctant to let her go. She slid from his hold, her feet thumping to the floor then she led him with a salacious look in her jade green eyes yet a shy grin to her apartment.

She took out her key, Rafael watching her intently for once keeping his hands in his pockets. Yet in his pants he still had a hard on that throbbed to the point of pain. His balls were tight with his cum and he felt a clenching in his stomach at the sight of her heart and rose tattoo peeking out from the hem of Jadyn’s red tight dress. He wanted to trace the lines of the design with his tongue as he made his journey to her wet hot core.

He instead decided to focus on Jadyn’s face. She bit her lower lip and Rafael’s breath caught in his throat. He wanted to devour those lips. They were swollen and red from his amorous kisses and looked more inviting than ever.

“You nervous?” Rafael asked.

Jadyn turned to him, her entire body flushed with her arousal yet with his heightened senses Rafael could hear her thudding heart beat racing and the musk of her arousal hanging in the air like a fine perfume.

“A little… but I’m not stopping,” Jadyn swore softly. “I want to see this through.”

“Good…”

Rafael couldn’t wait any longer. As soon as Jadyn opened the door, he swept her into his passionate embrace. Pressing her pelvis against his turgid erection, his hand cradling her head, he pushed her past the threshold and kicked the door shut.

“Because I’m not stopping either,” Rafael’s voice was thick with emotion, desire tightening his every muscle. “I want you, Jadyn. I want to taste every inch of you until you scream for me… and then a little more after that.”

They stumbled to the couch, lips locked, tongues warring for dominance. Jadyn straddled her tiger lover, their lips sealed together as they fell into the cushions of her couch. She could feel the throbbing of his masculinity against her needy wet sex and it made her whimper into Rafael’s hungry mouth. 

Rafael teased the roof of her mouth making her small body shake. He pulled up the ends of her dress and stroked the smooth curve of her ass. His fingers feathered along her slit so slick with her love juices already pulling a desperate groan from the waitress’s swollen kissable lips. Rafael reveled in her taste, so sweet with a hint of spice. Her skin so soft it was finer than satin.  

“It’s been torture this past week,” Rafael murmured against Jadyn’s panting lips. “To touch you but not really have you.”

“I seem to be the tormentor of Baton Rouge,” Jadyn joked softly. “Daunte would say I tortured him with my very presence he wanted me so badly.”

Rafael unzipped Jadyn’s strapless red dress, pulling it down to reveal her mouthwatering orbs thrusting so enticingly towards his mouth. They were caressed in cups of black lace of her strapless bra. They were see through and the tiger with a groan saw her nipples puckering and hard through the flimsy fabric. He leaned over still stroking Jadyn’s moist petals and showered her bosom with soft sensual kisses.

“On that at least the jaguar and I can agree,” Rafael murmured breathlessly against the silken orbs.  

Jadyn breathed sharply at the feel of Rafael’s warm tongue flicking over the nub making it reach for him. They desired Rafael’s tender touch just as they had longed for Daunte’s. She quickly unhooked her bra, tossing it to the side and Rafael took advantage and with both hands caressed them. 

They fit perfectly in his hands like two voluptuous yet firm pillows. They weren’t comically big, just round and perfect crowned with two red berries that were begging to be suckled. Rafael obliged taking one into his groaning mouth then lapping against it.

Jadyn was in rapture. She could feel every bump on the flat of Rafael’s tongue. It sent tiny shocks of happiness through her body. She arched her back giving Rafael more liberty to fondle and suck more of her breast into his hot wet mouth.

Her skin was truly satin. The feel of her made his blood run hot. Rafael’s hands began to roam over the contours of Jadyn’s quivering body feeling her curves mold to his questing palms. 

“You have a condom right? Ah!” Jadyn breathed then jerked at the sensation of Rafael rolling her sensitive bud between his teeth. She ground harder into him causing a tortured groan to vibrate against her swollen now sensitive nub.

With a seductive smile, Rafael pulled out a condom from his jacket pocket handing it to Jadyn while he worked the other pearled nipple that throbbed the moment he wrapped his lips around it.

Jadyn quickly ripped the wrapper open then worked to unzip Rafael’s pants. But Rafael stopped her suddenly. His Paradise Blue eyes boring deep into her jade pools.

“Allow me…,” Rafael whispered breathlessly. His olive skin flushed and Adam’s Apple bobbed as he rolled the rubber down his thick ready shaft. Jadyn watched almost mesmerized by his movements. She licked her lips thinking she definitely had plans to put that mammoth appetizing member in her mouth later.

Jadyn brushed her hair over her right shoulder and moved upward. Rafael took himself in hand watching Jadyn’s face the whole time. With his guidance the hard pulse of his arousal teased her entrance.

“Please…,” Jadyn begged so prettily, breathless with her passion. “No more waiting. I want you in me. Now.”

Rafael was entranced. Jadyn was so tough but she also had a loving sweet side. Her tattoo said it all: a heart with beautiful roses yet crowned with thorns. Jadyn sank her hips lower, slowly impaling herself on Rafael’s manhood.

Her mouth gaped in a silent “O”. Rafael stretched her, trying to fill her up. A soft voice in the back of Jadyn’s mind whispered, “Not as big as Daunte though.” Oh but just as hot and hard. Throbbing and hungry for her. Heat uncurled in her abdomen as she attempted to get all of him inside of her. Jadyn’s pussy squeezed around the shaft, sucking it deeper into her, making Rafael groan breathlessly from the heat that began to surround him.

“Jadyn… you’re as tight and soft as a velvet fist…,” Rafael sighed, his throat growing thick with desire. From the angle of his cock, Jadyn could rub her engorged clit against his stomach and his stalk brushed along her g-spot making her whole body pulse with joy. 

Rafael wrapped his arms around her, pressing her body firmly against him as she went up and down on his shaft. He focused on how tight and wet she was. So hot and soft. But still he couldn’t get all the way in.

Jadyn cried out in surprise when Rafael turned the tables, flipping her onto the couch so he could mount her as he had always wanted to do. Jadyn closed her eyes in ecstasy but felt Rafael’s hands take hold of her face.

“No, I want you to look at me when I’m fully inside you,” Rafael breathed huskily. His tone left no room for protest or argument. Jadyn felt possessed by him as if he would consume her entire being. The lack of control unnerved her but the waitress opened her eyes and saw the blue fire of Rafael’s eyes then melted instantly.

Slowly Rafael sank another inch then he was finally buried deep to the hilt within her soft womanly depths. Starbursts erupted through Jadyn’s entire body at Rafael’s provocative movements, slow, sensual, conquering her with every rotation of his hips. 

White heat flashed and Jadyn thought she would pass out. Rafael watched the pure rapture on his lover’s face and his balls tightened. He moved faster to catch up while Jadyn rode out her high. His balls slapped against her puckering asshole adding to the sensation then she felt Rafael’s staff throb with his release. 

Rafael came with a ferocious growl as he came with one last savage thrust. Jadyn’s whole body arched, pressing her breasts to his chest. Rafael pressed his hand on her stomach, pulling out slowly. The waitress heaved a heavy sigh from the overwhelming bliss of watching the tiger’s still hard virility pull out, her juices spilling from her sex and coating his rubber coated cock.

Rafael wasn’t finished. He was just getting started. Jadyn was exhausted from her orgasm so taking his two index fingers the tiger shifter ran them along her saturated folds then taunted her stiff nipples. Coated with her arousal Rafael teased her sensitive nubs, rolling his musk damp fingers over the ball points drawing out sensual sighs from Jadyn’s red lips.

The smell of her own feminine arousal made Jadyn pulse with renewed lust. It was so kinky. Covering her trembling body with his own, Rafael drew a wet nipple into his hot mouth. Jadyn whimpered at the feeling of his rough tongue slowly taunting her nub. She watched his cheeks hollow with his hard sucking.

Jadyn bit her lip against the rising sensation. “You’re going to make me come again, baby.”

“Not yet, baby,” Rafael huskily replied. “Not yet. I need to taste you again.”

Rafael worked his tongue over her other nipple before descending his head down south, his lips teasing the taut skin of her stomach. Jadyn felt the flutter of his persistent tongue trace the lines of her tattoo on her left hip with great precision as if retracing the exact path the needle took when marking her body.

“You’ll have to tell me about this little tattoo of yours one day,” Rafael kissed the heart with reverence. He worshipped her body with his mouth, tongue and lips and Jadyn would have done anything he had asked. Daunte was out of her thoughts for the moment and she was Rafael’s alone tonight.

She looked down to see him between her thighs, kissing her inner thighs, making his way towards her molten center at a leisurely pace. Jadyn moaned at the mouthwatering view of him, Rafael’s head at the juncture of her thighs, planting more soft kisses on her pink cleft.

Tortured moans squeezed past her lips, “Please, Rafael… please I need you.”

A dark chuckle rang in her ears. It had a drugging sensual affect on Jadyn that made her blood run hot, getting her worked up again. 

“Please,” Jadyn begged again, bucking her hips to try and get Rafael’s mouth where she was desperate and wet for him. But Rafael refrained.

“I like hearing you beg for me,” Rafael flashed a debauched grin. Then without waiting for further pleading the tiger plunged forward into her heavenly sweetness. Jadyn gasped at the feeling of Rafael’s tongue exploring her core. 

Jadyn raked her fingers through his short hair as he drove his tongue deeper, exploring her depths with languid taunting strokes. Rafael reveled in the taste of her. As soft and succulent as a ripe peach with a bit of tang that coated every inch of his tongue so even in the morning he would still have the shadow of her left on his taste buds. 

Rafael groaned pushing his tongue into Jadyn’s love canal. He used his whole face, rubbing up and down from chin to nose, wetting his mouth, chin and nose with her slickness. Jadyn’s body pushed back into his mouth. Rafael lifted Jadyn’s hips then crawled back laying the backs of her thighs against his shoulders.

“Hold on,” Rafael said. He pulled her up then set her up on the couch while he sat before her on the floor. “Better.”

Rafael dove right back before Jadyn could say anything. Her thighs hugged Rafael’s head, pushing him further into her hot sex that drizzled and spasmed from the driving strokes of his conquering tongue. He was drowning in her taste. Her thighs squeezed his head, his ears pressing against the silken skin and muffling the sounds of her joyous mewling and moaning. 

Yet Rafael could feel her nails digging into his scalp with each pulse of pleasure. He felt her abdomen tighten signaling she was close. Rafael used his fingers to pull back the red hood of her sex to reveal the engorged red berry of her clitoris. With a devilish grin, his eyes never leaving Jadyn’s he took the tight bundle of nerves into his mouth, feeling it throb between his lips.

The tiger sucked on the taut nub hard setting off a blinding white heat in Jadyn’s body, wracking her with ecstatic shivers. A scream of pleasure tore from her lips, her body convulsed then slackened, sinking into the comfortable couch as Rafael continued received the fruits of his labors, a sweet sweet nectar that flooded his wanting mouth.

Rafael groaned like a starving man at the intoxicating flavor of Jadyn’s womanhood. Jadyn’s thighs released their vise-like grip on his head but he continued to pepper her sex with loving yet light kisses. 

“Jesus, Rafael…,” Jadyn moaned. “I think you tired me out. I might not be able to return the favor yet.” Rafael reached upward then pulled down the bunched up dress to leave her completely naked for his intense gaze.

“That’s alright, baby,” Rafael crawled back up Jadyn’s heaving body. Her skin had the silvery sheen of perspiration. “All I want you to do is lie there and come for me.”

“Any more orgasms like that, Rafe, and you might kill me,” Jadyn teased, brushing her lips against his, tasting her cum. 

“You can handle it,” Rafael position Jadyn on her back, pressing her into the cushions he took out another condom then discarded the one he was wearing. He rolled the rubber down his still hard shaft, his deep blue eyes dark with lust and love never leaving Jadyn’s face so lit up with the glow of her orgasms.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Jadyn didn’t remember how they got to the floor of her bedroom. They lay there entwined in a plaid throw blanket, wrapped in a golden glow of sexual gratification and each other. It was 6:30 am, Baton Rouge was starting to wake with a pale morning sky. She heard the gentle static of rain softly hitting the window pane and the tires of cars driving by.

Her legs felt like jelly. She tried to extricate herself from Rafael’s slumbering embrace but… “Where do you think you’re going?”

Jadyn laughed gently, “I have to pee, duh.”

Rafael rolled his head to the side to meet her jade eyes glazed over with sexual satisfaction. He allowed Jadyn her freedom, lying back to watch her succulent as sway as she walked to the bathroom. His cock twitched at the memory of rubbing along the soft crack of that delicious ass to penetrate her hungry wet pussy.

After she returned, Jadyn draped herself over Rafael, her cheek resting on his chest to listen to his thumping heart beat, her leg curled over his thigh then raking her fingers along his rippling stomach stopping at the base of his manhood.

“My body is so sore,” Jadyn whispered content as she continued to tease Rafael across his abdomen to his eager growl.

“Sorry,” Rafael chuckled, taking her wandering hand then placing it on his shaft that began to stiffen further from her gentle touch. 

“Already?” Jadyn breathed. “You shifters are insatiable. I might never want a human man again.”

“You won’t want any man but me after I’m done. I love you, Jadyn,” Rafael swore vehemently, pressing his lips to her forehead. His eyes drifted closed when Jadyn’s fingers wrapped around his turgid organ then slowly began to stroke up and down.

Jadyn digested his words in silence. She continued to pleasure her tiger but her thoughts drifted to Daunte. The waitress liked both him and Rafael. They both satisfied her sexually while mentally and emotionally they filled her in different ways.

Sensing the reason for her silence Rafael spoke gently, “You don’t have to say it back right now. I won’t force you to choose… not yet.”

“What if I don’t want to choose?” Jadyn stopped rubbing his shaft and he released a soft disappointed groan. “I like you both. Why can’t we keep this arrangement?” 

She looked at him with pleading jade green eyes. There was a defiance there that Rafael admired but also wished would see reason. Daunte wasn’t good for her. He and his family were a bunch of murderous thieves. He wanted to tell her the truth but she wouldn’t believe him.

Jadyn rolled on top of Rafael, her hands pressed to his chest and his breath caught at the sight of her beauty. Her brown hair curled and disheveled, hanging in his face, her lips dark and pink, slightly parted, her full round luscious breasts hanging enticingly over him. His stomach clenched and cock throbbed in sudden need.

“Daunte isn’t the type to share,” Rafael swallowed hard. He had to focus. He had to convince her that Daunte would destroy her. 

“And yet,” Jadyn sexily replied, her body crawling backward and head descending. “He gave permission for you and I to get to know each other better.” Rafael moaned softly at the feeling of Jadyn’s warm lips and the flick of her soft tongue on his sculpted stomach. 

The waitress flashed the tiger with a sultry gaze as she showered his iron hard stalk with gentle lingering kisses. She sucked along his length. Rafael growled, “Vixen.”

As she took Rafael into her mouth, Jadyn wondered what he was doing right now. She didn’t want to choose between the shifters. Not right now anyway. One can love two people at the same time. Can’t they?

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * 

Holland was doing inventory when Daunte walked into the room looking grim and ready to strangle someone.

“Isn’t today your day off?” Holland sighed not taking his eye off counting the boxes of Jameson Whiskey that rested on the shelf.

“Baptiste is back,” Daunte said.

Holland paused. His shoulders slumped then running his fingers through his salt and pepper hair he turned to the young jaguar whose eyes widened in disbelief. 

“You knew?” Daunte’s fists clenched. It took all he had not to smash something. He’d known Holland for a long time. Holland and Daunte’s father were close friends. As close as brothers. Daunte had always called Holland “uncle”. The man was like a second father to him. 

“I didn’t tell you because of this exact reaction,” Holland reasoned. 

“You let Jadyn walk off with that man! I let her convince me to let him—“ Daunte punched his fist through the wall. Holland stood and watched, used to the boy’s violent temper. 

“Getting worked up won’t solve anything, Daunte,” Holland sighed. 

Daunte began to stomp off when Holland grabbed him by his shirt collar then shoved him against the wall, knocking over some rum bottles.

“Let me go!” Daunte growled at the old man, temporarily lost in a beast-like rage.

“Stop being a child and listen to me!” Holland roared. Daunte paused. The dark look in Holland’s eyes made him stop. “There are things you don’t know. Details about the duel de sang between your father and Baptiste that neither you, Rafael or anyone else knows. Now you’re going to shut up and listen to me before it’s too late for either of you.”

Daunte relaxed then Holland released him. The older shifter took a deep breath, preparing himself for the story he hoped he’d never have to tell but knew he’d have to someday.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *  

To be continued in Part 7…

Cat Scratch Fever Ch. 5

* * * * * * * * *

Daunte’s cousin was the Alpha of the LaSalle Family who owned a garage LaSalle Auto. It was a great honor but being in charge means bearing burdens that will gain respect from some but piss off a whole number of others. Amos LaSalle grunted as he bent over the engine of a 1976 vintage yellow mustang with a black stripe. The gasoline and oil would make anyone else sick but for him it was like breathing a part of the air. 

“I just need the hood fixed,” said Rafael. He leaned against a support beam watching Amos intently. Daunte and Amos shared similar family attributes such as similar build and the same color eyes. Even the same regal cheek bones but Amos took after his mother and was a mountain lion shifter not a jaguar. 

Amos stood up, took a rag from off his shoulder and began wiping the black oil from his long fingers. With his gentle yet firm touch every car in Baton Rouge purred like a kitten. He stared Rafael down with his golden brown eyes. His animal senses tingled giving him a foreboding ball rolling in his stomach. 

“And you’re certain Daunte was the one who did this to your car?” Amos queried suspiciously. 

“You know is temper, his reputation,” Rafael correctly pointed out. Amos frowned. 

“So what?” Amos chuckled dryly. “You want to issue a duel de sang over a damaged vehicle, Rafael Baptiste?” It was made in jest but Amos was on alert. A LaSalle attacking a Baptiste? That was a dead horse no one wanted to beat anymore. 

“Daunte attacked me in my own home,” Rafael pressed. His persian blue eyes grew cold. “I let that go for Jadyn’s sake but it’s becoming harassment.”

Damn it, Daunte. Amos knew that waitress was going to be trouble. As attractive as Amos found Jadyn to be with those sexy jade eyes and succulent curves she flared Daunte’s temper and the man was impulsive when it came to women. 

“So what do you want me to do?” Amos threw the soiled rag over his muscular shoulder, staring the tiger down with his eyes of fearless gold. 

“Bring him to heel of course,” Rafael warned. “Or else I’ll bring my whole clan in and we’ll settle it for you.” Rafael fingered something in his pocket. A smooth yet old emerald green ribbon with a bit of crusty brown to soil it’s sheen. 

He remembered it being wrapped around his finger to bind a bad cut when he was a child. A little girl with brown curls and big jade green eyes full of light and happiness smiling at him and kissing his wounded finger with a gentle kiss.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

Sounds of sensual delight merged with the soft pelting of the shower against the glass door and black tiles of Daunte’s shower. Daunte and Jadyn were two silhouettes in the fog.

Jadyn leaned against the damp tiles, raking her fingers through Daunte’s damp black hair as he taunted his tongue against the lips of her molten core. She lifted her leg, resting her thigh on his broad shoulder to give him better access and to keep her balance while tremors of ecstasy wracked her small body.

The warm water beat down on them as they allowed the primal hunger of The Heat to consume them. Daunte’s dick grew erect and throbbed listening to Jadyn’s erotic sighs, tasting her candy well, the feeling of her slick wet skin against him. He groaned pushing his tongue into her heat making Jadyn shiver. 

“Christ, Daunte,” Jadyn moaned breathily. Her body jolted feeling Daunte’s evil tongue flick across her bundle of nerves. “I want you to suck on it.”

Daunte obeyed, taking the throbbing nub into his hungry mouth and giving it a gentle suck. 

“That’s it,” Jadyn sighed. “Just like that, baby… ah!” Jadyn’s body convulsed with electricity. Daunte tormented her with a series of licks and sucks, bringing her to the edge of orgasm. 

The jaguar introduced a finger, pressing it deep into her core feeling her tighten around his digit. She whimpered when he pushed in a second finger. He teased along her g-spot, feeling the spongey bundle of nerves spasm at his curling fingertips. Jadyn’s breathing grew erratic, stressed as the tension in her abdomen built up. 

“Come for me, Jadyn,” Daunte breathed harshly. “I need you to come all over my fingers, baby. Give me that sweet cream…”

There was a deep hunger in his voice that sent Jadyn tumbling over the edge with a passionate cry. She felt a warm liquid gush from her pussy, drenching Daunte’s conquering fingers and greedy tongue. Jadyn sobbed with the ecstasy of her orgasm that tore through her veins making her bend forward, her nails digging into the jaguar shifter’s scalp. 

Daunte’s whole body shivered with lust, pre-cum drizzled from his own cock at the sound of Jadyn’s passion, the feel of her pussy squeezing his fingers, pulling him in as far as he could go. He slowly pulled out his fingers, rising up then claiming Jadyn’s open mouth to swallow her ecstatic whimpers. His tongue rubbed against hers in a sensual slide, his head slanting to deepen the kiss.

He pulled his lips from hers then slid his cum-coated fingers into her whimpering mouth. Jadyn wrapped her lips around Daunte’s fingers and greedily sucked on them, her tongue teasing along their length drawing an animalistic groan from his lips just as she had when she sucked on his steel-hard throbbing cock. 

She groaned at her own sweet taste. Mixed with the virile scent of him it created a perfume of arousal so delicious it sent a second orgasm rolling through her body. Daunte pressed against her and Jadyn felt his iron-hard member pulsate against her womb that tightened in response. He pulled his fingers out of her mouth reluctantly only to caress her full breast, his thumb rolling over the diamond hard nipple.

“I should be getting home,” Jadyn laughed breathless from the tiny happy shocks that pulsed through her system. 

“Not yet,” Daunte growled, lifting Jadyn up, draping her legs over his arms as he pressed her into the wall of the shower. He pressed the hard throbbing length of him into her molten lips. With a slow rocking of Daunte’s hips the head of his cock rubbed against her still throbbing rosebud. Jadyn gasped feeling the head of his cock stroke along her pulsating clit and she thought she would die from the erotic sensation.

He pressed forward, a voracious growl tearing from his throat as he pressed into her tight passage that stretched for him so nicely. Jadyn almost passed out from the shock of ecstasy. The sharp need of his kiss, the throb of his cock inside her, his virile scent wove a spell of lust that she couldn’t hope or want to break. 

“Do you have any idea how hard it’s been working with you, Jadyn?” Daunte grunted. “How hard you made my cock watching those sexy curves, smelling you, feeling the heat of your body every time you were near?” His lips brushed against her ear lobe. His words made Jadyn melt into him with abandon. She wanted all of him inside of her. Her pussy obliged squeezing Daunte, sucking him in deep. A growl rumbled from him at the feel of her molten heat drawing him inside.

“I wanted to tear apart every man who came near you,” he groaned roughly. Jadyn dug her nails into Daunte’s nape as he filled her up, pummeling her with his big hard cock that stripped away everything but her need. “I wanted to kill every man who made you laugh, who made you smile.”

Daunte pumped faster and Jadyn devoured his mouth with a lustful appetite that surprised even her. She sucked on his tongue, the spice of cloves filling her mouth and making her groan in pleasure. He growled feeling her pussy spasm around his hard cock. 

“Your pussy is so hungry for my cock,” Daunte chuckled darkly. 

“It was always hungry for your cock,” Jadyn’s voice grew thick with emotion. It made Daunte’s balls tighten. His dick was an iron-hard brand that sunk deeper, tapping her cervix even to forge an all-consuming lust that scorched them both.  

Daunte scraped his canines against the tender flesh of Jadyn’s throat, gently biting down to leave a mark. His strokes increased. His hips pumped faster. 

“You’re mine,” he grumbled possessively. “Mine. Mine. Mine!” Jadyn cried out, her orgasm ripping through her leaving her a shaking mess. 

“Daunte… Daunte…,” Jadyn breathed her lover’s name that sent a trill down his spine. He loved hearing his name on her lips. His stomach clenched in response to her mouth sucking on his neck. Shit she was going to make him come. With one final savage thrust Daunte came in a rush of hot cream. Jadyn tensed, digging her nails into her shifter lover’s damp hard hot flesh, her body filling up with his love and seed. 

Daunte was still hard and throbbing when he pulled out of her, setting her down gently. He sealed his mouth over hers, his tongue taking a sensual sweep into her velvet hot cavity to taste her exhausted lust. Jadyn’s body vibrated with heat and ecstasy. She was so spent she allowed Daunte liberty to explore and make love to her tongue, sucking it, rubbing against it. 

“Damn… we should have had a condom…,” Jadyn was breathless when Daunte finally released her lips. She laughed dryly at her own forgetfulness.

“I promise I won’t run in the face of fatherhood,” Daunte chuckled.

“Who says I’d have you?” Jadyn bit into her lover’s beefy shoulder, lapping her tongue against him to taste the virile, powerful flesh that yielded to her.

When Daunte’s lips trailed over her cheek to her ear, Jadyn finally remembered her plan. Surely after a night, early morning then mid-morning of mind blowing sex would be enough to calm the beast? Daunte was lost in her skin, her damp brown tresses that hung in rivulets about her round face. Her jade eyes were rheumy with the aftershock of her release. He drowned in her being and blocked out everything else. 

“Daunte…,” Jadyn weakly pushed him away to get his attention turned to more serious matters. Daunte made a small sound of derision at being stopped but the somber look in Jadyn’s face made him pause. 

“I came over here to settle this tension between us…”

Daunte’s heart fell in his chest. Was this a one time thing? No. He would scratch her again and as many times as he needed to make her see that they belonged together. But what she said next was so much worse.

“Rafael told me that if the shifter who scratched me gave his permission then other shifters can… have sex with her.”

Jadyn’s pulse jumped at the sight of Daunte’s face darken with rage. His whiskey amber eyes turned liquid hot gold in a forge that threatened to melt her in their ferocity.

“So that’s why you’re here?” Daunte’s voice was an animalistic growl that made Jadyn shrink. “You’re here for that whelp and not for…”

“Daunte!” Jadyn grew hard, as hard as Daunte still was for her even in this small moment of betrayal. “You started this. You took my choice away and I would have hated you forever if Rafael didn’t help me see through my anger with you!”

Daunte trembled with rage and lust. Jadyn stepped forward, arching her whole body against him. Her breasts pressed into his chest pulling a hungry groan from his lips at the feel of their plush softness against his hard chest. Her lips were a whisper away from his. 

“You can love more than two people, Daunte…,” Jadyn grew tender, feeling his long cock throb against her belly made her insides clench in sudden need. “Both of you have become important to me and I hate seeing people I care about fight. You don’t always have to fight to show how strong you are.”

Daunte wrapped his strong arms around her, molding his lips to hers ready to fuck her again, her request be damned. The harsh animal in his kiss aroused Jadyn but she had to stay focused. She wrenched her mouth free in a frustrated cry.

“Tell me it’s okay…,” she pleaded. 

Daunte pressed Jadyn against the wet black tiles, his fiery whiskey brown eyes clashing with her soft jade depths as he took the removable shower head from it’s handle, adjusting the hot water to warm. 

He dug his tongue into Jadyn’s mouth as he teased the water over every inch of her quivering flesh. He swallowed her moans when he found sensitive areas. The gentle pressure of the water against her diamond hard nipples caused her to groan. Jadyn trembled feeling the shower going further south until it hit her cleft. She squealed into Daunte’s mouth, his tongue pressed against hers, massaging it as he teased the water along her folds. 

“Open your pussy for me,” Daunte spoke breathlessly, trapped in an erotic haze. Jadyn parted her pussy lips then sharply cried out in joy as the warm water hit her most tender parts. Her clit throbbed with delight as it was massaged by the warm water. 

“Tell that orange feline that I consent to him… touching you,” Daunte’s voice was low, possessive yet there was a gentle caress in his eyes that had Jadyn transfixed. She bit her lip sexily, just the way he liked it as he washed away his seed and her slick juices in a loving water massage. 

“But…,” Daunte bent forward, pressing his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling in the electric charged air. “I want you to remember how I make you feel. I don’t want you to forget how I can make you moan, how hot your skin gets with the brush of my fingers, how hard I can make you come. Don’t ever forget that only I can make you feel this exact way.”

“You’re trying to ruin me for other men?” Jadyn raised an inquisitive brow but her eyes shut tight against the ribbons of pleasure coiling in her veins from the water pressure on her inner lips and tight knot of nerves. She could feel herself getting creamy again which was only washed away by the shower head that moved up and down erotically over her sensitive parts. 

“Who says I haven’t already,” Daunte’s mouth curved into a salacious grin that made Jadyn’s lips swell with the memory of them pressing against her. Her nipples pearled into throbbing points that ached for Daunte’s mouth. 

As if reading her mind, Daunte lowered his head taking one knotted bud into his mouth. His cheeks hollowed with the slow firm suck of the sensitive rosy peak. He felt it throb against his tongue and Jadyn quiver with the sensual delights he inflicted with his mouth and the shower head. 

Jadyn raked her fingers through Daunte’s damp black hair, drawing him closer into her chest. She pressed her lips to his damp forehead, smelling his natural masculine scent and Old Spice shampoo that wove a heat into her blood, making her hornier. 

“Daunte…”

“Hmmmm?” 

“You shifters play dirty…”

Daunte chuckled darkly then worked the other nipple that was crying out for his attention. Jadyn’s clit was fully engorged and Daunte focused the shower head on that point feeling her close to release. She was so close he could smell her. 

Jadyn’s tongue was heavy with the taste of cloves, her throat thick with desire. A satisfied hum squeezed past her lips as she reached the edge. Finally convulsive waves gripped her and she fell into a sea of pleasure. 

A dying cry of passion escaped her and Daunte nibbled on her taut nipple riding her out. His own cock throbbed with the ache to plunge into her tight hot depths and make her scream for him. 

Daunte would make sure Jadyn wouldn’t forget him. Even when Rafael was balls deep inside her the little fierce waitress would be thinking of her jaguar. 

* * * * * * * * * * * * 

Rafael brooded into his beer bottle watching the foam bubbles pop and form with every swish he gave the sweating bottle. The Scratch’s jukebox was alive with songs from the 70s when the place first opened. He smelled her lavender scent and the Heat, he felt her in his blood before she even said a word.

“Mind if I join you?” 

Rafael turned his Persian blue eyes to Jadyn who’s breath caught in her throat at the sight. They seemed to see right through her clothes, even through her quivering skin. 

Jadyn was wearing a tight fitting short red dress that hugged her curves like a lover. Her breasts were enticingly lifted just enough to give a guy a sneak peak at what could be his if he only said the right words.

“You never have to ask my permission,” Rafael spoke roughly, a certain sadness in his eyes that made Jadyn’s chest tighten. 

Jadyn slid into the booth opposite him. Rafael could feel the brush of her foot against his and it made his skin go hot and tighten. 

“I want to apologize for last night,” Jadyn began but Rafael stopped her with a tired sigh.

“You don’t have to explain anything to me,” he sighed gruffly. “The Heat isn’t something you can control.”

Rafael looked Jadyn over. There was a glow about her. His animal senses couldn’t miss it. 

“I’m guessing you two consummated it then,” Rafael sounded wounded which only made Jadyn feel bad but she straightened her spine.

“I like you, Rafael,” she swore. “I do but I like Daunte too. I didn’t just go over to his place to fuck him.”

Rafael looked at her from under his dark lashes, curiosity sparked in his royal blue eyes.

“I asked him permission and he said yes,” Jadyn smiled. Rafael sat still for a moment, processing. Daunte LaSalle? Agreeing to share? Sounded like a bad joke. “It’s true.”

Jadyn reached out and placed her hand on Rafael’s. The contact sent a surge of lightening through both of them. Jadyn could feel a growing ache between her thighs. Rafael felt his dick begin to swell and harden at the stroking of her thumb over his fingers. 

Rafael reached into his pocket and pulled out an old emerald green soiled ribbon. There was a dark brown stain on the strip. Jadyn recognized it but couldn’t place from where.

“You don’t remember this but I do,” Rafael began, his blue eyes growing distant, looking into the past with a small smile on his sensual lips. “I was 11. It was at a playground. I had run away from home because we were going to move. I didn’t want to leave my house or my friends so I did what most kids did when confronted with difficult life choices: I ran away.

“I was hiding under the slide when a little girl probably about 10 years old poked her head underneath. She had big green eyes like two jades and curly brown hair wrapped in emerald green ribbons. She was bright and happy and I couldn’t help but be infected by it. 

“We played together until I decided to show off and ended up getting a nasty cut on my finger. I tried not to cry. Boys don’t like to cry in front of girls they want to impress. The 10 year old girl took a green ribbon from her hair and wrapped it around my finger. Then she gave it a kiss to make it better.

“I never forgot that little girl,” Rafael placed the soiled green ribbon in Jadyn’s hand. “I never forgot you, Jadyn.”

Jadyn was stunned into silence. She did remember a boy at the playground but he seemed so different than the man that stood before her. She looked up into his face and really searched for him. With the corner of his mouth curved up and the light in his blue eyes Jadyn remembered.

“Oh my God…,” Jadyn flushed. She was so embarrassed. How could she not recognize him? Jadyn went from her side of the booth to Rafael’s.

“17 years seems like a long time to be holding a torch,” Jadyn finally breathed. She felt the brushing of Rafael’s fingers against her cheek and it sent a wave of heat through her. He tucked a stray brown strand behind her ear.

“You’d be surprised on what people will hold onto,” Rafael whispered into her ear, his sexy tone hit the top of Jadyn’s spine and rolled down and into her pussy. 

Rafael’s hand traveled to rest on her nape, his lips pressing against her temple. He breathed in her feminine scent, weaving into his blood and rushing to his loins. He could smell her musk that seemed to bloom at his tender touch. It awakened the animal in him that wanted to bury himself to the hilt inside of her and make her his.

“I want you, Jadyn,” he whispered. Jadyn trembled with the sexual heat in his tone. The stroke of his fingers made her go slippery inside. His fingers stroked down the side of her face, outlining every curve carefully, committing it to memory. Rafael’s eyes focused on her lips, so pink. Jadyn lightly bit her lower lip making his cock throb against his zipper.

Jadyn released a small yet shuddering sigh when Rafael’s fingers traced the delicate softness of her lower lip. He leaned in, closing what little distance they had left, his breath fanned over her lips. Jadyn’s pulse was erratic. Electricity teased along her skin as Rafael lightly pressed his lips to hers.

She felt the pressing of his body against hers and yielded what little resistance she had left. The masculine scent of him, so animal and untamed though not as powerful as Daunte still made her whole body shiver with expectation. Jadyn caressed Rafael’s face and teased his lips with her kiss. Rafael grew bolder and pulled her against him, planting a firmer, hotter kiss on her wanton lips. They were as soft as rose petals.

Jadyn groaned from the tenderness, the heat of Rafael’s kiss aroused her. Taking the opportunity, Rafael’s tongue speared into her mouth and took control of the kiss, cradling her head in his hands. A growl rumbled deep in his chest at the sweet taste of her. Their heads slanted to deepen the kiss, their tongues brazenly seeking each other out to slide against each other in an erotic dance. 

Jadyn’s nipples pearled, puckering against her lace push up bra cups. They throbbed, aching for Rafael’s soft touch. She could taste the stale beer on his lips yet it was the sweetest nectar. She sucked on his lower lip, moaning with lust then giving it a playful nibble drawing a groan of longing from the tiger shifter.

There was still the taste of cloves on her tongue but when Rafael’s tongue slipped into her mouth a new taste came. A sweet hot cinnamon. Jadyn felt her body come alive like a live wire. Daunte awakened a raging animal of lust but Rafael’s touch and kisses aroused a more sensual creature. Her clit began to throb with need.

She didn’t realize it until their lips parted but Jadyn had climbed into Rafael’s lap. She could feel his manhood swelling against her and it made her own loins drizzle and pulsate. Rafael slipped his hand between her thighs, his knuckles brushing against her damp sex and he smiled.

“No panties…,” Rafael grinned rakishly. Jadyn flushed but gave the tiger a saucy smile. She looked around to see that they had attracted some unwanted attention. She noticed some patrons’ nostrils flaring, eyes glowing. They sensed the Heat though it was fading since she and Daunte had sex. Still it was a subtle perfume that awakened the primal in all of them.

“Let’s get out of here before I have to fight all of these wild animals,” Rafael nuzzled into her neck, flicking his tongue along her throat to taste the fire in her skin. 

“My place is closer,” Jadyn flushed, her eyelids growing heavy, filled with lustful longing. 

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Daunte was working on his motorcycle, trying to keep his mind off of Jadyn in the arms of that smirking tiger when he heard a knock at his door. Cursing he got up, wiping his hands of grease and opened the door to see his cousin Amos with fierce eyes and mouth set grimly glowering at him.

“What did I do now?” Daunte leaned casually against the doorframe eyeing his cousin. They had the same whiskey brown eyes that their fathers’ had. 

“We need to have a serious discussion, Daunte,” Amos sighed heavily. “The Baptists are back and are interested in reopening old wounds.”

Daunte darkened. He stepped aside, inviting Amos in.

“I’ll break out the bourbon…,” Daunte grumbled.

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TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 6…