Jason's apartment was entirely different from his house that he shared with the pack in the county. Glancing out of the window on the tenth floor, Daniella wondered what the attraction was with heights. If anything happened to his windows he would plunge to his death. Staring down at the concrete floor, she took a step back needing the comfort of the ground.
He'd left her in his sitting room to take a shower. Looking around the room, Daniella was embarrassed by her small apartment. What surprised her was how close they lived together. She was about five blocks away from him. They could have crossed paths in the street, and she wouldn't have even realized it. Not possible, you'd remember a man like Jason.
The sound of the shower being turned off alerted her to his presence. Turning to the sound of him getting closer she felt her cheeks heat at the sight of him wet and covered in only a towel.
"How can you live so far up?" she asked, turning back to look at the window. Heat flooded her body, and she was embarrassed for an entirely new reason.
Jason huckled. "Honey, I can smell you all the way over here. I know you want me." He walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Take your clothes off."
"What? I can't take my clothes off." She spluttered the words out not knowing how to speak a coherent thought.
He left her side and closed the blinds plunging them into a sort of darkness. Her improved eyesight meant she could see him clearly.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"You ask a lot of questions." He removed his towel and threw it at her. She caught the towel before it hit her in the face.
"You're not being serious at all," she said.
"Baby, we're alone in my apartment, and I want you naked."
"How can you be thinking about that right now? You've got a sister to find and research to look through." The fight was leaving her as he stepped closer.
"I've also got a family who will take care of everything while I spend some time with my little sex toy."
Why did she have to respond to him calling her a toy? It was ridiculous, wrong, but he made her melt every time he said it. He took hold of her shirt, tugging it over her head. Jason pushed down the jeans she wore. He wouldn't allow her any underwear, and she was completely naked like him. Cupping her cheek, he tilted her head back. "This is the only way I can think of to not think about what's going on," he said. "My sister has been missing for some time. I'm terrified of what's going to happen to her. What if she's dead somewhere, and we'll never find her?" He dropped a kiss to her lips. She started to shake from his touch. "What if Naomi was working for someone else? I don't know the answer to any of these questions, but there is nothing we can do."
Closing her eyes, Daniella knew he spoke the truth. There was nothing for either of them to do. There was no use in waiting around worrying. Neither of them could do anything.
"What about work?" she asked.
"What about it? I called ahead, and I can do everything I need to do from here with the occasional quick nip to the office. It's easier sorting everything out here than back in the country. Don't worry, baby, I'm not going anywhere yet. Your ass is mine, and we're not going anywhere other than to fuck and spend time with each other." He lifted her up in his arms. Giggling, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he led them back toward his bedroom. Jason was right. She could spend the rest of her life worrying about what Naomi and Jonathan created, or she could experience fulfillment in his arms. He kicked opened the door, and she was thrown to the bed. Laughing, she squealed as he followed her down. They struggled on the bed. Daniella fought him, but Jason was stronger and more powerful than she was. He pressed her hands beside her head, opening her thighs to settle between.
"I've got you. Fight me, Daniella."
She stayed perfectly still disobeying him. His rock hard cock pressed to her stomach. Everything else faded away as she looked into his beautiful dark eyes. He really was a sexy man. Jason made her feel small and delicate, and all he was doing was holding her down. Her heart pounded against her chest. Daniella watched him take a deep breath inhaling her scent.
"You smell so fucking good."
"You've got a thing for my scent, don't you?" she asked, smiling. She tightened her grip around his hands wanting to feel every ounce of his strength. He didn't budge, merely stared down at her waiting. They were in a battle of wills, but she wasn't intent on winning. No, she wanted to see how far she could push this man who'd taken her virginity. Jason was more than the man who'd stolen her cherry. How could he have stolen my cherry when I freely gave it to him? The situation she found herself in may not have started out freely given, but she'd taken as much advantage of their predicament as he had.
"What's going on inside that head of yours?" he asked.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" She raised an eyebrow much like he had the first time they'd met. He tugged her hands right above her head stretching her out. "I can do a lot more than get inside your head."
"You can only hear my thoughts when you're in wolf form." She gasped as the hand he released slid down their bodies. Crying out, Daniella was a slave to the touch of his fingers as he slid a finger between her slit. His digit caressing over her clit made her want him so desperately. There was no way she could fight the building need within her.Jason knew how to touch her in a way that drove her crazy and stopped her from fighting him. She'd become exactly what he said he wanted, a toy. Daniella wanted him to play with her to bring her body to pleasure so undeniable that it stopped all other thoughts.
"Baby, I can hear you no matter what. There is so much to learn about you other than your thoughts." Fingers penetrated her pussy making her gasp. "Your body, your smell, even the way you are around me tells me so much about you."
Biting her lip, Daniella wanted to dispute everything he said, but she couldn't. There was no way for her to defend herself against her own feelings. She craved his touch more than she craved her next breath.
"You feel it, too," he said.
She nodded, gritting her teeth against the truth glaring her in the face.
"My body is the same as yours, Daniella. I'm burning inside for you. You're so fucking sexy, you're turning me in knots."
What was he really trying to say?
"This is far more than sex, baby. You know it is. You feel it." His fingers fell from her pussy replaced by the thick length of his cock. She cried out, arching up to him. His lips bit onto her nipple, sucking hard. The pain shot through to her clit. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she tightened her hold on him, drawing him in. Jason didn't thrust the full length of his dick inside her yet. He was tormenting her with what he could give her rather than simply giving it to her. Crying out, she bit into her lip begging for more.
"You see, baby. I can drive you wild without even trying." His hand returned to her clit, stroking as his cock remained inside her not moving. "Can you feel me?"
"Yes," she said, moaning.
"Beg me."
She shook her head. He continued to stroke her with his cock still within her. Don't beg. Don't beg. Don't beg. Jason kissed up her body, sucking on her neck.
"You can fight me all night long. I'm not going to give up. I can do this all night and all day. Fucking you, teasing you, never allowing you to reach release."
His threat was a very real one. For the first time Daniella whimpered, hating what he was holding over her head.
"I know you've been denied for a long time, Daniella. You were a virgin in my arms. You've never known a male's touch. I can give you everything you desire. There is nothing I wouldn't give to see you splinter apart in my arms." He breathed the words against her ear. She was under no illusion that he wouldn't do what he threatened. "All you need to do is give yourself to me. I will take care of you, and I'll explore what you need. Every fantasy, every need would be ours to explore."
Licking her lips she looked into his eyes as he pulled back to stare down at her. All she would need to do was beg, and her heart's desire would be for her. What would she do? Jason didn't know if he'd pushed too far. She was begging him. His wolf was pushing against the walls of their bodies ready to mate. He knew without a shadow of a doubt that Daniella was the woman he'd bitten. The one woman he was supposed to be with for the rest of his life. She was his mate. His father had confirmed it after their time together in the study. Holding himself off her, Jason waited.
What would it take for her to give herself to him?
You were the one who made her a toy.
He couldn't take back that moment. Jason knew he wouldn't have felt her in his arms if he hadn't thrown out the ultimatum. He didn't know what he would have done when he got to her that night. There was no way he would have killed her. Did she even realize the power she had over him? Naomi had the same kind of power over Jonathan. Mates were bound to follow each other. It was a blessing and a curse within equal measure.
"Please, Jason , make love to me. Fuck me, give me everything." She begged him over and over again. Putting his hands on her hips, he pulled out of her tight heat until only the tip of his shaft remained inside. Staring into her eyes, Jason felt himself fall. Daniella was the love of his life. He knew part of his feelings was down to their mated wolves, but the other part was down to what he knew about Daniella already. She was beautiful, stunning, perfect for him. Alex and Katrina loved her. His father loved her, and he knew his mother would feel the same way as well.
Tightening his grip he plunged inside her. Daniella screamed as he fucked her hard and fast never letting up.
"Touch yourself," he said, slamming inside her.
She ran her hand down her body. He loved seeing the way her fingers caressed over her full breasts, which were bouncing with every one of his thrusts. When she started to touch her sweet bud he was ready to explode. Harder and harder he thrust inside her, pushing as deep as he could.
"Yes, yes," she said, screaming the word out. Her feet dug into his back, and Jason truly felt like he'd finally gone to heaven. Feeling the difference inside her was breathtaking. She was no longer a scared or shy little virgin but a woman intent on getting her pleasure. Within seconds she climaxed around him sending him over the edge with her tight cunt pulsing around him, drawing him in.
Growling, Jason tensed as he felt his hands change around hers holding her down. She cried out, and before he could stop himself, he lunged for her throat tearing his mark deep into her core.
Her orgasm continued on giving him drive even as she tensed around him. He poured his scent into her core and the bite never wanting to let go. She was his woman, and even though he knew he should wait, he couldn't bring himself to wait.
Claiming her was the only way he was going to be able to carry on for the next month. There was no way he could leave without her.
When he'd taken his fill, Jason retracted from her neck only to panic. She lay slumped in the bed. Looking at the bite mark he saw no problem. He'd not affected the major artery.
"Daniella?" He shook her hoping she would respond to him. "Daniella."
Pressing a hand to her neck, he felt her pulse was weak but there. Jumping out of bed, he grabbed his phone dialing his father's number. He couldn't remember a single thing he said, but by the time he hung up his father and the doctor for the packs was on their way. Wrapping a robe around his body, he draped the blanket over her body checking to make sure she was still alive.
Pressing his head toward her stomach he sensed the life growing inside her. Shit, he'd never given any consideration to her condition. Feeling more like a bastard with every passing minute, he was desperate to hear the sound of the knock.
When the door finally banged he ran down the long hall and through the sitting room to find his father stood with his mother and the doctor, James.
"Come on, come through," he said. Part of him was embarrassed for his mother to see his woman just after he'd made love to her.
"What happened?" James asked, putting his case down on the bed.
His mother, Helen, gasped and rushed to Daniella's side. He was pleased she seemed genuinely concerned.
"I was making love, and the need to claim her overtook everything else."
"Son, it's not good for you to lose control at such a vulnerable time," William said. His father stood in the corner giving the doctor and Helen more room.
"William, dear, remember your claiming of me. It wasn't exactly planned," Helen said, looking up and smiling. Glancing back he saw his father was blushing. Jason did not want to know what his parents got up to before he was even conceived.
"She's breeding and a half breed," James said.
"If you've got a problem with my mate being a half breed then get the fuck out so I can find another doctor who can treat her."
William wrapped his arms around Jason , holding him back. "Calm down, son. You're too close to the edge. Pull yourself back, or you'll regret it, and believe me when I tell you that you do not want to regret losing control."
Taking several breaths, Jason stared at the doctor.
"I've got no problem treating half breeds, Jason. I'm happy for men and women to find the one meant for them, and if that means turning humans, then so be it." James took a step back running his fingers through his hair. "No, I've got no problem with half breeds at all, but they come with complications themselves. Your woman is not as strong as your mother. She's in her needing, and I scent the conception of a young one. Jason , the injections your wife has been getting binds the wolf into a box, and without the injections she's slowly coming back to herself but that is a long way off yet." James pulled the sheet down turning her head to the side to examine the wound.
"You've bitten her good, but you have to remember she's part human. She will not heal as quickly as we do." There were several sighs and disapproving noises coming from the doctor.
"I can feel her heating up," Helen said.
"Yes, she'll be right as rain tomorrow. Her body is healing through a lot. The injections side effects will slowly fade, and with it, she'll get stronger. I think you'll be surprised by how strong your woman actually is." James cleaned the wound. Daniella whimpered.
His father's grip tightened, and he watched Helen comfort her. It should have been him by her side, holding her close.
"Does she know you're mated?" James asked.
"No. We have an agreement for the next month. She knows nothing else other than what her pack was up to."
"She's not part of their pack. Their scent would cling to her, and no matter what you did, Jason, you wouldn't get rid of that smell. She's your pack. I'm surprised you couldn't smell it before." James leaned in close and inhaled. "Yes, she's all yours all right. The young one growing in her is yours as well."
Pride filled him at the power he showed. His woman was part of his pack already. Daniella's place within his pack would also explain why his men were so polite and respectful to her.