Her Mortal Mate

Chapter Twenty Nine: The Call

Adam

There was almost always an element of surprise with Jadea.

She was spontaneous.

She was sexy.

And she wasn't shy.

The mix was intense. It led to instances like what just happened in the movie theater.

Heck! I felt like I was just fresh out of high school when my band first took off and our popularity started soaring. The fan girls were fun and spontaneous. They wanted their five minutes of fame with up and coming superstars. I remembered the elation and high I got off of those spontaneous acts alone. Knowing it was illegal to do such things out in public, along with the element of getting caught was a heady thing.

And Jadea knew it.

Heck! Knight Necromancers had reached a level of popularity my band hadn’t. I was sure she knew exactly the kind of desperation and recklessness that came with fame and fortune from the fanatic fans. Which was probably part of the reason why she had initiated such a risqué act.

She wasn't afraid to take what she wanted.

I knew all I had to say was stop and she would have without hesitation. But I hadn't wanted her to stop. The way she made me feel was intoxicating and addictive. No one had ever made me feel the way she did. No one ever made me feel wanted and needed like she could. Hell, she could set me off with one simple look if she so desired!

Last year, I remembered how our chemistry was always so intense, however it felt like it had grown ten fold in our time apart.

Whispering naughty things in my ear had always been a huge turn on for me. Out of the partners I'd had, only a couple were ever confident enough to do that. The way Jadea spoke to me, the way she kept whispering to me, telling me all those things had made me burn hotter than I'd ever felt. It was no surprise how quickly I'd responded and how fast I'd gotten hard again after I'd finished. I was ready. I was so ready to be buried deep inside of her, claiming her, feeling her surrounding me and being so deeply connected.

While I may have been momentarily embarrassed by Derrick's knowing smirk as he led Briar away to an ice cream shop after seeing Jadea and I safely to the car, it was instantly replaced with unrepentant desire when her wild, passionate gaze met mine.

We laughed as we both lunged into the car and sped off into the night.

I'd forgotten just how much Jadea made me feel young again. Not that I was particularly old. There was just a significant age gap. She was barely in her twenties and I was mid thirties. Our age gap initially had been something I was insecure about, though it never bothered her.

I'd also forgotten how alive she made me feel. How loved I felt when I was with her. I knew I wasn’t the most handsome man alive. I was average height—which, when placed next to the fierce Jadea I barely had an inch on her—and my stocky, athletic build was softening from age and little to no exercise. The only things I had going for me were my red hair and blue eyes.

Yet, when I was with Jadea, all of that didn’t matter.

When we were winding into the mountains, I unbuckled my seat belt and leaned over into her. It was payback time!

I attacked her neck, scraping teeth over the vein, remembering how much that drove her crazy. Her instant moan of approval was loud in silence of the vehicle. "I need to feel you," I fairly begged against her skin.

She instantly lifted her hips and I yanked the soft fabric of her pants down just far enough so I could touch her freely. My fingers curled against her softly and they came back soaking wet. "Damn it," I cursed on a groan, feeling myself growing harder. "I'm losing my sanity over here. You need to find some place. Now!"

"We're almost there," she announced, breathless. "I saw a spot on the way down."

I turned back to her and slid my fingers over her and in her. She was so damn tight, and so damn wet. "I'm going to lick this spot of yours until you scream my name," I fairly growled in her ear. I couldn't help it. Jadea brought out that very primal part within me. Yet just another thing she could do that no one else ever made me feel. I wanted to be animalistic. I wanted to give into those very primitive instincts.

She shuddered at my statement, her hips moving against my hand as she started to lose herself in the pleasure I was lavishing on her.

The car jerked as she veered off onto a small turnout that was overgrown with brush and trees. Then, she backed up to the very edge to help hide us from the rest of the world. Right as she cut the engine, I made my move. We weren't going to be able to make it out of the car and onto that hood. The desperation I was feeling, the need that was driving me hard, was overwhelming.

I grabbed her just under the knees and pulled her around in her seat till her back was pressed against the driver's side door. Yanking down her pants more, I slid her closer till her hips were propped up on the center console and her back was laying down across the seat. Keeping one arm across the underside of her legs, just below her knees so she couldn't wiggle herself away, I bent down and feasted.

She tasted so damn good!

Her cry of ecstasy was loud and oh so very fulfilling.

Shifting, I nipped the soft areas of her legs on either side of her and felt her instant response as she jolted. My one arm held her fast, making sure she couldn't go anywhere before redoubling my efforts at the very center of her. I didn't relent until she was screaming my name.

Once I'd had my fill, I rose above her and had just gotten myself ready to slide into her when her phone rang. "Ignore it," I snarled, latching onto her hips so I could drive into her.

She cried out at our joining and did ignore the first call. But when her phone went off a second time, she reached for it.

"This better be good," she growled into the receiver. I slowly moved in and out of her, trying to patiently wait until she was off the phone. The voice that spoke on the other side sounded like Blade. Not even a sentence into the conversation, I saw her mood shift instantly.

Something was wrong.

"We're not that far away. We'll be there in a few. Call Mike, tell him to get everyone in the hideaway cellar below the stables," she stated into the receiver. Hanging up, she retreated from me. "We have to go," she said urgently as she righted her clothes and started the car. I barely got my ass sat back in the seat before she was taking off like a bat out of hell.

"What's happened?" I asked worriedly. My mind instantly going to my children.

"Aidan and Anika are okay. It has nothing to do with your children, Adam," she stated softly, but her expression was still concerning. "Someone has tripped several of our silent alarms at our ranch in Wyoming," she explained. "And it's not the usual animal activity. Normally, we wouldn't worry about it, but we have some hired help staying there while we are away."

My heart dropped. Were the packs who'd captured me looking for other ways to gain control over or hurt Jadea? By the look on her pinched expression, that's the conclusion she had drawn as well. I sent up a silent prayer to those who were on her ranch, hoping they got to safety in time.