Intertwine (Book 3)

Chapter Seventeen

He looked them over; his eyes wide when he saw what had come flooding from my gym bag.

"Aniyah-"

"Can I have my things?" I kept my eyes on the items he had clutched between his fingers.

"What the-"

I snatched my book and the piece of wood. Stuffing them beneath my change of clothing, I rushed out of the changing room, ignoring his voice that continued to call my name...

JESS POV_

I waited. I waited some more. I glanced back toward the gym doors, waiting for Aniyah to emerge. My feet kicked up on the dash, I pulled out my phone to shoot Brent a text.

-We need to talk later.

I received a message in return.

-What did I do?

My eyes rolled at his assumption that he was in trouble.

-Nothing!

The passenger door swung open. I stuffed my phone into my pocket right before Aniyah sat down.

"Are you okay? Where the hell is your bag?" I asked when I saw the balled up clothing in her arms.

She shook her head with no verbal response in return. I started up the car, glancing one last time into her direction before I pulled out of the parking lot...

Aniyah's personality had become questionable. Before, she was depressed, stressed, and also miserable. They were a few emotions I could not blame her for feeling on the account of her current situation.

Now, something was strange about her. Her sadness, her depression, had become something different. Something almost fearful. Something I could not help but question myself.

She had become much more secretive, much more determined to keep things private. Her refusal for help had become outrageous. It was as she thought she could take on the supernatural world herself.

-Where are you?

I sent Brent another text message when I did not find him in the home.

-Meet me at the mouth of the woods.

-I don't have time for ur BS.

- just bring your ass on.

I tossed my phone on to the bed before I walked out of the bedroom to make my way downstairs and out of the house.

Cool air twisted around me as I made my way to the mouth of the woods. The sun was low; the darkness had taken over the woods itself.

I looked around, curious as to where Brent could be. I didn't want to play his games. I had some things to discuss with him.

"Brent!" I yelped over the whistling wind. "If you don't bring your ass on."

I huffed; almost ready to turn away before a werewolf came trotting out of the woods into my direction.

It was rare that I came in contact with his wolf. So vibrant. So large. So beautiful.

I refused to use the word adorable no matter how many times it came to mind. I had come to terms with the fact he hated being described using such feminine terms.

"Nice of you to join." I grinned as I watched him circle me. "Do you mind joining me in human form?"

He huffed, rubbing his muzzle against my shoulder before he nudged me toward the woods.

I walked, admiring the four legged wolf that took off in front of me. Long legs and smooth strides, he ran off, leaving me alone in the middle of nowhere.

I stopped and stood there, listening as the wind screeched past my ears. It felt good, a gentle breeze that nipped at my hoodie and leggings.

I waited, wondering when he would return right before a pair of arms slithered around my waist.

"And what did you want to talk about?" He asked. His soft voice teased my ear as he squeezed me closer toward his chest.

I could tell by the sensual voice and the lump that pressed against my back side that he was hoping this conversation would lead to something much more entertaining.

Too bad I was not here for that.

"It's about Aniyah." I brushed him away."

"Ah." He groaned out, turning away from me. "This again."

"She seems weird."

"You both are weird at times, so what is the problem?" Brent sat down, his back pressed against a tree's thick trunk.

"No. I mean she is acting....wild." I wasn't sure how to describe her without alerting Brent. The last thing I wanted to tell him was how she had a bag full of gear used to extinguish a vampire.

"Wild?" His hand ran down his twisted face. "You girls’ emotions switch up so fast."

"Would you listen?" I nudged him with my foot.

"I'm trying but I'm not even sure what you mean."

It was difficult to even explain to him how strange she was acting without concerning him too much. I knew anything I report on her would require him to alert Jason.

"I'm not sure what to do." I nibbled on the far corner of my inner cheek as many thoughts swarmed me.

"I know what you can do." He lifted his finger as if a light bulb had emerged above his head.

"What?"

"Well.." that mischief grin appeared on his face. The one I tried to avoid since this morning. "We can settle an issue."

"Issue?"

He looked down. My eyes followed.

"An issue."

"Your issue?" I added.

"No, our issue." He groaned as he stood up. "Do you remember last time you tried to avoid the issue?"

"No." I didn't want to discuss the endless night.

"Let me refresh your memory." He went to speak, despite my plea for him to forget the subject. "Well let's just say you were very...very... sore."

"our walk back would make you forget." I turned to leave. He pulled me back.

"Ah no. How about.." His lips brushed against my chin. "We skip the house and stay here?"

"What? No , you wolves are always out. What if one come prancing on by?" I whispered.

"No." He hugged me closer. "I will keep them at bay."

"It's weird." And also seemed to be quite interesting.

"I promise you will love it." He kissed and nipped as his fingers pulled at my waistband.

"You're not listening." I commented, my eyes fluttering close, my body weakening under his touch.

"I'm listening." He wasn't. His focus, his concern, was us putting out a fuming fire that was building up between us.

"No." I wanted to fight against the need, the want, the craving.

"I know you feel it. You can't control it."

I exhaled that hitched breath, wondering how anyone could control that s****l tension that would arise between them and a werewolf. Sexually driven creatures. Dominating. Possessive and so loving. Protective.

"You know I can make you feel better." He held me closer, reluctant to let me go no matter how many times I tried to escape his spell. "Right here...right now."

The sound of his voice screamed determination, anxiousness, and need when he spoke to me. His touch? It was almost impossible to describe. It was gentle and also aggressive.

"How so?" I purred. The need to hear his description spew from his mouth took over me. Something, anything that would throw me over the top.

"First, I will kiss you..."

His lips brushed against mine like a gentle feather. A gentle action that left me shivering in his arms.

"Then I will tell you all the words you want to hear." He teased me. "Like how making you c*m satisfies me."

A moan slipped through my lips, expelling itself with my warmed breath. Control was in his hands and he knew how to use it.

A growl rumbled from the back of his throat. Like a wild animal threatening its prey before it would pounce.

I closed my eyes, a light smile on my face as I thought of where this was going at this moment.

It was the pause in the moment where everything around me stopped but him. Lifting me up and off of my feet, I hooked my legs around his waist, allowing him to guide me where he pleased.

He picked a bed of leaves. It wasn't my first choice, but I opted to allow him to go where he pleased with me.

It was the way he looked at me; his eyes revealing the growing passion. It was the way they revealed what he planned to do to me.

Sunken in his motives, I watched, allowing him to remove my bottoms.

It was strange. The thought of being intimate in public had become a killed dream once I had found out what lurked in the shadows. Creatures. Thing we only heard stories about.

"Relax." I took in a few deep breaths, watching as his head began to disappear below.

"Shit." It had never felt so tender, so sensitive to his lips before.

As I moaned into the growing night air, I could only wonder was it the public exposure that created the rush that made things seem so exhilarating.

The thought of getting caught? Was it the thought of doing something so daring? The thought of experiencing something so s****l in nature's beauty?

I was not sure what made the moment feel so intense but I was enjoying it.

"Please" I was not sure how much I could take as my legs began to tremble. He did not care though. All he wanted was to taste me.

As his tongue rotated around my swollen nub, pulling and tugging, he forced me to endure everything he offered me.

My back arched, my eyes fluttered to a close as I felt the wind rush across my face.

He licked and kissed, his lips tugging at me, forcing me to moan out into the air.

My body screamed for him, yearning for him to complete what he had begun with me.

I could not help but murmur his name, begging for that release he wanted me to experience so badly.

"Wait-wait." I begged. The rush was high. The explosion so near as he continued to tend to my every need. "Shit."

It felt amazing, fulfilling and also well needed when I exploded. It was not just the final release that left me fulfilled, it was the continuous contact his lips made with my nub that left me shivering beneath him.

"I love to hear you moan." He wiped my wetness off of his grinning lips.

He stood up before he pulled me up from the grass. He smiled. I, reluctant to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much I loved it, looked away. Scowling at the air, I continued to fix up my clothing.

"Oh stop it." He pulled me closer to him. "You love it."

My eyes rolled. He was correct, I loved it...