The Alpha’s Guardian

Chapter 16

A couple of hours later there is a soft knock at the door and then I hear the door beep and Jordon walk in. I have moved from my bedroom to the living room. I am staring at the blank TV. I don’t even know what I am feeling. I know in my gut the body is Beth’s. 

“Hey,” Jordon says. 

“Hey.”

“How are you doing?”

“Fine, I guess. Numb.”

“I spoke to your brother today.”

“I know. He told me you called.”

“He asked that I stay on and help with the case.”

“I asked him to do that. You don’t have stay if you don’t want too.”

“No, I want to find out who did that to your friend.”

“So, it is Beth?”

“We haven’t confirmed the ID yet, but the clothes match what she was last wearing. I am pretty sure it is her.”

He comes and sits next to me. He drapes his arm over the back of the coach. Then he sighs and pulls me into his chest. I start to tear up and bury my face into his chest and just sob. He holds me, rubs circles on my back, kisses my hair, and tells me it is going to be alright. I don’t know how long we stay like that. Finally, I pull myself together and sit up. I see the front of his wrinkle and wet tee-shirt. 

“I am sorry about that.” I am wiping the tee-shirt like I can magically dry it with my hands.

He places one of his hands over mine and presses them to his chest. He then lifts my chain with his other hand.

“Don’t worry about it. It’ll dry.” He softly says to me.

I don’t know what comes over me, but I lean in and kiss him. I want to feel alive, to do something that pushes this sorrow out of my head and heart if only for a minute. I pull back when I realize he did not kiss me back. I start to pull away from him and not look into his eyes, but he keeps hold of my hands. He then wraps his free arm firmly around my waist and pulls me in and he kisses me. It is hot and hard and passionate. I am pouring myself into the kiss. When he releases my hands, I slide them up his chest and circle them around his neck, threading them through his hair. His hands have pulled my shirt free from my pants and are leaving a trail of fire across my skin.

He stops the kiss and pulls back a little and is breathing hard. I stand and reach for his hand. I grasp it in my hand and pull him up too. I turn and pull him along with me and lead him to my room. Once inside I turn and stand on my toes to kiss him again. He pulls me hard into him and kisses me back. I trail my hands down his chest and pull his tee-shirt free running my nails along his hard abs. I slide the tee-shirt up his body and then he breaks the kiss long enough to pull the tee-shirt over his head and tosses it aside and returns to my kiss. After a couple of minutes, I run my hands down his ab and start to undo his pants. He stills my hand and pulls back.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.” I look directly into his eyes. “I want to feel alive. Make me feel alive, Jordon.”

He groans and picks me up and tosses me on the bed. He then covers my body and kisses me again. I run my hands over his back, and he pulls my shirt up and over my head. Once I am topless, he stills and stared down at me.

“Beautiful,” he breathes out then his starts to plant kisses along my neck and down my chest. He reaches around me and with a quick snap of his fingers he pulls my bra off. He kisses up my left breast and start to mouth the n****e. While his lips are working on my chest his hand slides down and undoes my pants. He slides his fingers to my core, and I wiggle as he plays my body. Finally, I regain enough control over my body to undo his pants and slide my free into his pants. I grasp his member and start to pull on it. He groans and buries his head into my shoulder. He pulls back long enough to remove my pants as well as his. He then lays next to me running his finger up down my body while kissing me. 

I push on his shoulder till he is laying on his back. He chuckles as I then straddle him. I lean in and kiss him. He returns the kiss and rests his hands on my hips forcing me to move along his center adding friction to me and him. I then move from his lips to his neck. Down his chest to his ab. He has let go of my hips as I trail further down his body. Once I reach my destination, I free his manhood from his boxers and blow warm air along the tip. He groans and throws his head back as I take his member into my mouth.   I start to pump him with my hand along the base and the top in my mouth. I couldn’t take all of him if I tried and I am trying. He threads his fingers through my hair and groan, “that feels so good.”

I can tell he is getting close when he pulls me up by shoulders and throws me down on the bed, he is then on top of me kissing me again while he rubs his steel hard member along my core.

He stills for a minute, “I can’t, I don’t have protection.”

I look into his eyes and thread my hand through his hair, “I am on the pill.”

He looks at me, uncertain. “Are you sure?”

“God, yes,” I groan.

I am not sure how he did it, but our underwear is gone in a matter of seconds, and he slides into me in one smooth stroke. I groan and he pauses. “Am I hurting you?”

“No,” I tell him. “You need to move.”

He grins and starts pumping. He is close I know that, but he keeps up a steady pace until I feel my body clinching around him. As I throw back my head and scream his name, he picks up the pace and finally releases.

We lay there breathing heavily, finally he leans over and kisses me and whispers, “ready for round 2.”

I giggle and start to kiss him back. The second time has more kissing, touching, tasting and feeling. After that release I snuggle into him and fall fast asleep.

After a couple of hours, I am woken up by my stomach growling. Jordon leans up a bit to look at me. “I guess I need to feed you.”

He kisses my forehead and rolls out of bed. He gathers his clothes and moves to the bathroom. I hear the shower turn on. I debate on joining him, but I know how tiny that bathroom really is, so I settle deeper into the covers.

Jordon peeks around the door and yell, “Up and at them.”

I groan and force myself up and move towards the shower. Once there, I turn into the hot water and before I know it, I am crying. Sobbing really, then this intense feeling of sorrow and guilt hit. I just f****d my brother’s best friend when I should be worried about who killed my roommate. I am a horrible person. And Jordon didn’t really want to do that. I threw myself at him and what guy who say no to a naked woman. What is wrong with me?

I turn off the shower and dart back to my room. I change into jeans and a sweatshirt and pull my hair up into a messy bun. When I exit my room, I have pulled my hands into my shirt sleeves, and I can’t seem to force my eyes up to meet Jordon face. Tears are streaming down my face.

Jordon walks up to me and lefts my head with his finger, “What’s wrong?”

“I am such a horrible friend. I am so sorry I force you to do that.”

He pulls me into hugs and tells me, “You did nothing wrong, and you didn’t force me to do anything. You have every right to want to feel alive after what you experience this morning.”

He pulls back and crouches down to meet my eyes. “Nanurjuk, listen to me.” I just nod. “You are not a bad friend. You needed to feel something other than sorrow. That is normal.”

He wipes the tears from my eyes with his thumbs and then kisses my forehead before he pulls me back into a hug.   “Let’s go get some food from a drive-thru and then we can park somewhere and eat in the truck.” 

I nod and he leads me out of my room and towards the security truck he still has the keys too. We grab some burgers and end up parking across the street from the Cannonball House. We are sitting on the tailgate of the truck, and I point to the Cannonball House. “Supposedly there is still a cannonball in the house from the Civil War.”

“Okay.” He states

“No, like a cannonball was fired into the house and didn’t explode. So, they left it there.”

He shakes his head, “Americans.”

I smile. He bumps my shoulder with his, “That is more like it.”

“So, what do we do now?’ I pause and then I stumble out, “about Beth?”

Jordon smiles and balls up his wrapper and puts it back into the bag. “We let the forensic team figure out if there are any clues or DNA on the body. Tomorrow Deputy Wayne and I are going to retrace her steps and question the staff again and see if they remember anything. The wolf hunters are still canvasing the city to see if she was taken anywhere else before she was taken to the woods.  And before you ask, you are going to stay in your room and not get involved.”

“What? You know what I can do?”

“Yes, I do. And I also know that you do not want anyone else to know you are special. So, involving yourself where you could give away your abilities or make yourself a target for the murderer is not happening.”

“Jordon!” I go to argued and he stops me.

“We don’t know what this person wanted with Beth. Druid are supposed to be powerful. What if the murderer finds out that you are powerful as well? Do you know what that would do to your family, to me?”

He is right. It would kill my family. I stare down at my half-eaten sandwich. “I can’t just sit by and do nothing.”

“I know,” Jordon reaches over and lays his hand on mine. “I am just asking you to take a less active role in this. You need to protect yourself. I will find out who hurt her, I promise.”

I look up into his eyes that are pleading with me to agree with him. “Okay,” I whisper. He squeezes my hand and pulls back.

“Now take a couple more bites and I will take you home.”

The food tastes like ash in my mouth, but I obey and then I wrap the sandwich back up and put it in the bag. Jordon hops down from the bed of the truck and assist me down. He then grabs the bag with our trash and strolls over the trash can along the street and tosses it in. We climb back in the truck, and he maneuvers us home. 

Once back at the room I am nervously looking towards me room and his air mattress. Jordon walks in after me and states, “Why don’t you try to get some sleep? I have some work I need to do.” He reaches around my waist and kisses me forehead, “I’ll see you in the morning.” He says into my hair. I hug him back and turn to go into my bedroom alone. I do not know if I feel better or worst that Jordon opted to leave me alone tonight.