Her Mortal Mate

Chapter Twenty Eight: Naughty Whispers In The Dark

Jadea

We got into town way ahead of Briar and Derrick, which had been expected. So, I pulled into the small lot next to the restaurant we were going to dine in and parked. I decided to wait like the good girl I was for the others to arrive before making a public appearance. This wasn't the time to be rash or careless.

Not to mention, I didn’t make any effort to hide who I was, or Briar or Derrick. We would draw attention. I just hoped this little town would leave us be and not converge on us.

While we waited for them, Adam looked over at me and said, "We should just have dinner with them, Jadea. Make it an official double date."

"Are you sure that's what you want?" I asked him seriously, not wanting to pressure him into anything. He had initially been the one to suggest a date and had been open to a few others tagging along for safety, but that didn't mean we had to share our time or table. I knew Derrick and Briar wouldn't mind being at the same table or sitting separately.

"Yes," he said without deliberation. "I would like to get to know your pack better. I got to know them a little before we broke up, but I feel like I didn't get to know them that well. It's important to me."

A smile broke out on my face. This man was amazing. There weren't many who were so open to sharing such precious time with others, especially when they were practically strangers. It was nice to know that he wanted to have not only a relationship with me, but to build a relationship with my pack as well.

Well, one day my pack would become our pack.

"Okay," I relented.

"Besides, I can't wait to hear about their adventures with their newest addition..."

His voice faded away as I came to the sudden realization he didn't know. I closed my eyes and took several deep breaths as the terror of that night came back, the screams and the adrenaline. All I could hear in that car was the blood pounding in my ears.

"Jadea!?" Adam's voice finally broke through, his hand on my shoulder breaking the spell. His gaze was concerned as he studied me. "Where'd you go?"

Taking a deep, shaky breath, I softly said, "Adam, they lost the baby." And that was all I would say on the matter. What happened, what Derrick and Briar had gone through that night... It wasn't my story to tell.

His face fell, and I saw the sympathy in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I-I didn't--

"Don't," I reassured, taking his hand in mine. "You didn't know. Honestly, I'd rather be the one to tell you now than have this come up at dinner."

It was then when the SUV pulled up alongside us.

"Smile," I reminded him gently. "They are okay. Let us all enjoy our evening, shall we?"

Dinner was fun and filled with laughter. It felt good to be on a double date like this, to be able to let loose even if it was just for a little bit. Derrick and I sat at the ends of the table, both of us placing our mates in the chairs against the walls. Effectively placing ourselves between them and any danger that could come our way. I was facing the door, Derrick towards the back. Even though we were both actively aware of our surroundings, that didn't stop us from telling stories and sharing memories. Laughter rang loud within the dining area and we got several looks from others in the restaurant, but we didn't care.

Time seemed endless and the sun had long since set by the time we left the restaurant.

"Do you still want to go to a movie?" Derrick asked, tucking Briar under his arm.

"Yes!" Briar exclaimed excitedly before remembering it wasn't just her and Derrick on this little foray. She smiled apologetically at me.

"I'm all for it," Adam added to Briar's enthusiasm, his smile warm.

"Then lets go see what they are playing."

We moseyed on down the way a few blocks before we came upon the theater. We all picked a movie, bought tickets, popcorn and drinks before making our way into the show. The movie we picked was one that had been out for a little while, which meant it wasn't quite so crowded. It would be easier for us to keep an eye on who was there and who came and went.

Derrick and Briar took a spot on the far left side of the theater, towards the middle while I led Adam to the very back right corner. If everything went right, I was going to have some fun with him.

As we settled into our seats, I made sure no one who came in after us sat in our row by weaving my spells of persuasion in their minds. I wasn't necessarily using my powers to do any harm. I just wanted my time with Adam to be uninterrupted. He deserved to be treated like a king, and I was going to ensure I lavished such attention on him.

Once the movie started and was well underway, I made my first move. Leaning into his side, I turned into him, inhaled him deeply into my lungs before pressing my lips against his ear. "You smell so damn good, vanilla," I whispered and victoriously smirked at the instant goosebumps I saw on his arms. I nuzzled into his neck, my lips pressing over the pounding vein before making my way back up. "You know, I can't get the sounds you make right before you c*m out of my head," I continued, my lips drawing his earlobe into my mouth before I gently nipped.

While our little foray in the bathtub had been long and fulfilling, I just couldn’t get enough of him. I’d been separated from him for a year and had been scared for his very life. I wanted more. I craved more of him and I honestly didn’t know when this desperate need to be as closely and deeply connected with him would stop.

"Jadea," Adam's warning growl awakened something deep inside of me. His responses were only making me want to play with him more.

"I want to hear you again, moaning my name." I continued on, my hand running down his chest.

"Damn it," he panted, but didn't pull away. I saw the bulge in his pants grow and I inconspicuously ran my hand over him, through his jeans. "Jesus, Jadea." He whisper shouted, nearly bolting out of his seat. I wasn't sure how I managed to keep him from knocking the bowl of popcorn off his lap. "This isn't fair," he groaned against my skin as he turned his face into me, our cheeks pressed against one another, his teeth nibbling my shoulder as my lips traced a fiery path up the side of his neck.

"I'm not one to fight fair," I growled in his ear.

"You're going to pay for this," he responded, and in his tone I heard the threat. My blood jumped excitedly. I had already been burning for him, but that just added fuel to the fire.

"I'll believe it when I see it, daddy," I snarked back, the brat in me coming out to play. While I was a dominant and had been a dominant to others before in the little werewolf b**m community, I was a switch. I liked giving up my power, my control to a few certain individuals, and I hoped one of them would be Adam. I was hopeful he would take the bait, even though he wasn't versed in that world, I hoped his natural, dominant instincts would kick in. I knew they were there. He'd expressed them before...

"Is that a dare?" His voice dropped several octaves.

Shivers of awareness rushed down my spine and I fairly cooed my excitement into his ear. "If it is?"

Would he take the bait? Or would he shy away? The Adam I had left a year ago would have backed down by this game. His insecurities getting to him, overriding any show of dominant s****l prowess due to his experiences with his ex wife. However, due to some of the interactions I'd witnessed within the last few days, his confidence was returning. "Well then, you best take care of what you started," his deep, primal growl stroked my inner wolf and nearly had me panting.

"Get yourself out, vanilla and put the popcorn bowl in front of you," I ordered. It was a power play at the moment, where both of us were giving orders. Both of us giving and taking.

For a moment, when he pulled away, I thought he was going to refuse based off of the worried look in his gaze. We were out in public, there were others in the theater. This was a bit ballsy since the chances of getting caught were rather high--high if I was a mortal that is. Because of my powers of persuasion, no one would even notice us. Though, he probably didn't realize that.

If he said stop, I would respect his wishes.

This could continue on in the car, or even back at the house.

"You haven't done anything like this before?" Since he had once been in a rather successful band himself in his younger days, I found it hard to believe he hadn’t.

He swallowed hard. "I-I have. It's j-just been a l-long time," he stuttered. I was beginning to correlate his stutter to when he was nervous or upset. It was better than it used to be. He used to stutter all the time.

"We don't have to--

"I want to," he interrupted and the fiercely passionate look he leveled me with had my blood jumping. He got himself out and I instantly closed my hand around him. His groan against my ear was addicting as sin.

"F**k you're so hard," I breathed into his ear.

When he moved to slip his hand down my pants, I swatted it away. "Later," I promised. "This is just for you."

"B-But--

"I'm so wet, you can feel me through my pants," I told him. He didn't hesitate. He nearly shoved his fingers in between my thighs he was so eager to feel it for himself. He was met with the dampness growing there.

"F**king hell, Jadea!"

"You know what I want?" I asked him, distracting him as I continued to work him, remembering exactly how he liked it.

"What?" he responded breathlessly, as he met my hand stroke for stroke.

"After this show is over, I'm going to find some place to pull off in the woods and I want you to bend me over the hood and take advantage of me."

I thought he was going to die by the strangled sound he made.

"You need to stay quiet," I ordered him as I reinforced the minds closest to us to remain ignorant of us.

"You are such a bad influence." He was so lost in passion he wasn’t even aware of the others anymore. His head was rolled back, resting on the edge of the chair.

"Like you're some innocent angel," I quipped back, nipping his ear again for added measure.

"I'm close," he stated, his body tensing with the intensity.

I didn't hesitate, I bent over and took him deep into my mouth, my other hand over his lips helping to keep him quiet. It was only seconds later when he exploded. After sucking every last drop out of him, I sat up with a proud little smirk on my face. Hell! I was so hot and bothered and ready for him, I was surprised I could think straight. I helped him put himself back together before settling into his side to distractedly watch the rest of the movie. I exercised my breathing techniques to help me calm down a little bit, just to ensure I wouldn’t throw caution to the wind and pull him away into a dark corner or closet somewhere for a quickie.

"Your turn is coming, baby girl," he promised as the credits started to roll. I noticed the bulge in his pants once again and knew he'd been imagining me bent over that beautiful green hood. My smile deepened wickedly. "You better make that little wish of yours a reality."

I wanted to tease him back, to keep the banter going but it was time for us to leave and I knew he would get instantly embarrassed if Derrick and Briar picked up on any of our conversation. Though, I knew they weren’t fooled. By the knowing look in Derrick's eyes, I knew he was already aware of our current state of mind based off of our scents alone. "We'll walk you to your car and then I'm going to treat Briar to an ice cream," Derrick winked conspiratorially at me.

Adam’s cheeks flushed and I knew he had picked up on Derrick’s underlying and knowing undertone.