The Unloved Rogue

Chapter 8

Daliah POV

We sit down on the couch and I pull out the contents of the envelope and spread them across the table.

Caleb picks up a map covered in red circles and X’s “what is all of this?” he asks looking at the map.

“I really don’t know, normally a client gives me a name and a last location,” I wave my hand at the piles in front of me. “This is way more than I expected I’ve never gotten anything like this.”

He sets the map down and asks “So who exactly are you looking for and why?”

I pick up a piece of paper with a blurry photo of the woman on it. “Her name is Katrina Petrov. She is a witch from Russia. Apparently she fell in love with a wolf from their pack a few years ago, they dated for a while, but one day he found his true mate and he rejected her. Eventually she killed the wolf’s mate and then stalked him for years trying to win him back.” I set the paper down and flip through the stack looking for more images. “She was so angry with him that about six months ago she put a curse on the pack to prevent them from having any more children, so anyone who is part of any pack on that land will suffer. The pack will eventually die off and then no one will be able to live there happily.”

Caleb reached up and wipes a stray tear from my cheek I instinctively lean into his touch and savor the sparks from his touch. “Why the tears D?”

I pull away and wipe my eyes, I already miss his touch. As if he knows he scoots closer so our knees out touching. “Sorry, it just makes me so mad, the worst part of all of this, is all the she wolves who were pregnant when the curse was placed caused all of them to lose their pups.”

“Oh s**t. That’s messed up.” Caleb runs his hand through his hair and places his other hand on my knee. “Let me help you D. you shouldn’t have to always do this stuff alone.”

I shake my head and place my hand on his. “This is what I do Caleb. I can’t have you with me, I’ll be worried about you the whole time and because of this mate pull I’ll be more focused on protecting you than doing the job I was hired for. I promise I’ll be okay, I literally do this for a living.” I giggle trying to lighten the mood but he is clearly not buying it.

He shakes his head but doesn’t protest. He knows I’m right. He reached for the map again. “So then what’s this map for?”

I take it and skim over it. “It’s her last known locations, the X’s are where they have looked for her without success and the circles are where they were able to catch a scent or anything she may have left behind.”

“So what now? What’s your first step in finding her?” he asks worry laced in his tone.

“I have my sources.” I wink at him and pull out my laptop. “Caleb I have been doing this for years, someone knows where she is. She wouldn’t keep herself hidden for long. I have heard of her before, she is a low level witch, but the fact the was able to pull off a curse of this magnitude means she had help from either a coven or an upper level demon.” I go to my email and send off a quick message to a couple ‘friends’ in low places. “I know a few high level demons who I’m sure would be willing to hand over information if they have it.”

“Demons? Why would demons help you if you are literally the demon huntress?” he looks at me confused.

“I made it a point a long time ago to make nice with some higher level demons. I had to kill a couple of their minions to make it happen but it was fairly simple. I don’t mess with them or any of their major players and they lend me a lead when I ask.” I shrug like being friends with a higher level demon isn’t a big deal.

He stares at me confused and curious. “so you’re telling me, you make a living hunting demons, but also have demon ‘Friends’ who help you, and you are working with demons in an upcoming war, but that war gets put on hold if you have a demon or in this case, witch, to hunt?” he scratches his head and I can’t help but laugh.

“Exactly! What’s so confusing about that?” I shrug and lean back on the couch.

Caleb shakes his head “I am so confused. It literally makes no sense to me, but hey as long as it makes sense to you and you aren’t in any danger I guess I’m happy.” He gives me a wide toothy grin.

I roll my eyes “it’s a complicated relationship I’ve worked towards over the last ten years. You’ll figure it out eventually.” I still as the words leave my lips. I refuse to look over at him.

I can feel him looking at me with a huge smile on his face “did you just imply that I would be around long enough to figure you out D?”

I shrug like it’s not a big deal, “maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.” I stack the papers and slide them into the envelope; I’m clearly not getting any research done tonight, not with him next to me anyway.

Caleb leans in close and tilts my chin up so my eyes meet his, “I think you did, and I think part of you wants me around for a long time, but I also know you Daliah. I know you are fighting with everything in you to resist the mate pull right now. I know if I kiss you right now nothing would stop us from spending the night together. I know how badly I want you and how much I crave anything you give me.” He leans in close inches away from my lips and I lean closer to him. His lips graze mine before he whispers “But I won’t start anything with you Daliah, if you want something to happen between us it’s up to you to baby.” He releases my chin and pulls back giving me a sexy smirk. His eyes burning into mine.

My cheeks heat up and I squeeze my thighs together. How does he make me feel like this with just a few words. It’s like he knows exactly what to say to pull me in. I bite my lip and look down; two can play at this game. “It’s okay if you don’t want me Caleb. You don’t have to pretend you do, I understand.” I look away from him trying not to giggle.

“NOT WANT YOU!?” he stands so he is above me and turns my face so I’m looking up at him. “Look at what you do to me Daliah.” I glance down and my eyes become saucers as I see the huge bulge fighting with his zipper. My eyes slowly trail back up to his flaming ones. “How in the world could I not want you?”

I lick my lips trying to keep up the charade but he’s making is impossible when he looks at me like that. “You don’t want to kiss me Caleb. Is it my breathe? Does my breathe stink?” I try to turn my head before I bust out laughing at this point but he locks it in place with his hand.

Realization dawns on him, “you little…” he trails off and starts laughing. He releases my chin and steps back, “okay, you win. I’m the i***t here.” He shakes his head.

I stand up and slowly make my way towards him, “say it again Caleb.”

He looks at me confused “I’m an i***t?”

“No you dumbass. Say. It. Again.” I say slowly as I take another step towards him.

His eyes ignite as he realizes what I’m asking. “I want you Daliah. I want you more then you could imagine.”

I smile and nod. “That’s it.” I jump into his arms and wrap my legs around his waist he catches me and hold me close. “I want you Ca-”

He cuts me off by pressing his lips onto mine. Sparks fly as he deepens the kiss pulling me in closer to him.

He never breaks the kiss as he carries me up the stairs, this time we walk into my room.

He lays me down on my king size four poster bed, never pulling away. He climbs on top of me I pull his shirt over his head and quickly reach down to undo his zipper.

He reaches down and grabs my wrist stopping me I look up at him and I see him fighting with his wolf for control so I pull back slightly.

He notices me pulling back and freezes; “Wait D, I’m sorry I wasn’t trying to…” he trails off.

I lean in and place my hand on his cheek. “Baby it’s okay, I want this. I want you. I said it downstairs and I didn’t change my mind. I need you Caleb.”

With my admission a deep growl rips from his throat as he leans down and claims my lips again. This time he lets me take his pants off. He doesn’t do me the same grace as he rips the clothes from my body.

I moan when he lies on top of me, I wrap my legs around his waist and I can feel the head of his c**k at my entrance.

I growls in my ear, “I hope you’re ready baby because I can’t wait any longer.” With that he plunges deep inside me. I scream loudly and immediately begin rocking back and forth wanting more of him.

He takes his time taking long deep strokes building the pressure inside me.

“Don’t you dare come until I tell you to Daliah.” I don’t know why but his command brought me closer to the edge. “Do you understand?” he asks as he thrusts deeper inside me.

“Yes!” I moan and nod quickly pulling him back in, needing his lips on me.

He growls and begins to f**k me harder and deeper. I feel myself reaching my brink, my nails dig into his back pulling him impossibly close.

“Now baby! Come for me!” he growls in my ear and I scream his name as my orgasm takes over me on his command. “Good girl.” He kisses and nibbles on my neck his tongue teasing my marking spot. Instinctively I turn my head giving him better access to my spot.

He shakes his head and rolls over pulling me on top of him so I can ride him.

I place my hands on his chest and begin to bounce up and down; this new angle is much deeper than before. I lean back placing my hands on his knees and I rock on his shaft.

He reaches his hand between our bodies and begins to rub small circles around my c**t. “Yea baby like that don’t stop D.” his other hand reaches around my body and he leans up pulling my closer.

He pops my n****e into his mouth and bites down; he nibbles and sucks on my breasts switching from one to the other. My climax begins to build again with each bite he brings me closer to the edge.

He puts his hands on my hips and thrusts up and down harder than I could alone, meeting me thrust for thrust.

“Give it to me Daliah, give it to me now!” he roars and I feel him release inside me, the feeling triggering my own release. I pulls me close as we lay there riding the wave of our own pleasure.

He may be the only man I have ever been with but this time was so much… more… than the first. The mate bond heightened everything for me.

I know I didn’t want a mate but now this moment has me questioning everything.

I lay there panting savoring his every touch, suddenly he stills.

“s**t Daliah!” he pulls out of me quickly and looks down, “I am so sorry!”