“In her mind, she was responsible. When she saw our mother being eaten alive, she froze. She thinks that sixty seconds of shock doomed them.”
I knew Kaylee’s pain. “For a long time, I blamed myself for my mother’s death too.”
“You were five years-old. You couldn’t have saved her or stopped the bounty hunters,” Jake replied.
“They were after me, not her.”
“The only one to blame is Aldo Dragos. He should have kept you safe.”
“That’s what Father said, but the guilt still remains.” A single tear rolled down my cheek. “The pain of losing her never goes away.”
“You’re a lot like Kaylee. She was a cop too. You have her warrior’s heart. You’re both hardwired to protect the innocent. Even if that means looking death in the face.”
I shrugged. “If we don’t stop evil, who will? To protect and serve is in my DNA.” I went up on my tiptoes and kissed him. “Just like you.”
Time stopped as Jake’s mouth molded mine with a tantalizing tenderness. Our tongues tangled in a slow, sensual dance. Pure carnal desire beat inside me until I wanted to hump Jake like a deranged monkey. I sank down on a bed and beckoned to Jake. “I want your cock inside me. Now.”
“As my lady commands.” Jake’s armor shrank away.
I ran my gaze over his muscular body and raised an eyebrow. “Where’s your red plaid underwear.”
“I forgot to do laundry and decided to go commando.”
“I like your red plaid underwear. The socks not so much.”
“Highland warriors have worn those socks for centuries. I’ll get you some.”
“I’d rather have chocolate.”
“I think I can manage both,” Jake murmured, and his lips melded with mine.
Every nerve in my body did the Tango. Lordy, could he kiss. Now it was time to rock his world. Bending down, I thrust my tongue into his slit and dragged it out. In. Out. In. Out. The tight bud of tentacles rubbed against me. I drew it into my mouth and suckled it. The tentacles began to vibrate faster and faster. One tiny nibble and bam!
“Holy fuck,” Jake roared, his torso shaking in release. “Where did you learn that?”
“I’ve been in your mind. Remember all those pleasure houses you and the boys visited? This is your favorite sex act. Did I get it right?”
“Hell, yeah.”
I licked my lips. “Good to know.”
“Take your clothes off,” Jake growled.
“Yes, my lord.” Imitating his favorite pleasure house dancer, I did a bump and grind routine, and slowly disrobed.
Jake pounced. The next thing I knew, my back hit the bed and he was kissing me like a starving man. His calloused hands stroked my breasts, sending pleasure cascading over me. “I love the way you taste, the way you feel.” His wicked mouth nibbled on my ear. “The way you respond to me.”
Tentacles undulated against my pussy, electrifying every nerve ending. I sucked in a shuddering breath. Jake was everywhere, touching my mind, my body. I heard my shallow, ragged pants as I squirmed beneath him, wanting more. Desire blistered my senses. “Fuck me now!”
With one flex of his hips, Jake thrust inside me. I gasped as the delicious slide of his flesh sent pleasure sizzling through me. I dug my nails into the powerful muscles of his back. “God. Oh God. You feel so good.”
“Mine. Say it.” Jake’s body moved against mine, hot, aggressive, and perfect.
“Yours.” I met Jake kiss for kiss, touch for touch. Multiple orgasms shook my body and I came apart in his arms.
Jake’s body bowed and shook violently as he came. “Mine!”
As I floated in the sea of oh-so-good, Mister Chatty said, “Admit it. You can’t live without me.”
“Gee, let me think.” I tapped my chin. “I would miss the sex. You? Not so much.”
Jake gave my right nipple a slow lick. “Liar. Fate brought us together. Think of all the bad guys we can bring to justice.”
“We do make a great team,” I agreed.
Uncle Jesse banged on the door. “Are you done yet?”
“Shit!” I launched myself off the bed and hurriedly grabbed an old tee-shirt and shorts out of the pine cabinet. “We’ll be out in a minute.”
“Just so you know, all that hollering chased off the wildlife and some of our ancestors,” Uncle Jesse yelled.
“You’re a real riot,” I yelled back and got dressed in record time. “I’m never going to hear the end of this.”
“Relax. It’s not like we’re teenagers making out in the backseat of a car. We’re adults and mated,” Jake remarked.
He had a point. My gaze fastened on his penis. His joy toys waved merrily at me. “Not a chance buster. Get dressed.”
“Yes, my lady.” Jake tapped his bracelet and the armor formed around him.
Uncle Jesse hammered on the door again. “The sweat lodge is ready to go. You coming?”
“Yes.” I yanked the door open. “We’re coming.”
Uncle Jess gave Jake a disapproving glare. “Did you use protection?”
“No. No. No. We aren’t going there and why are you wearing a Speedo?” I interjected.
Uncle Jesse shrugged. “It’s cooler.” His gaze fastened on Jake. “Did you use a condom?”
Assuming his warlord demeanor, Jake spat, “Coletti males can control their fertility and it’s none of your business, old man.”
“Old man?” Little bolts of energy crackled along Uncle Jesse’s body. “How’d you like me to fry that little pecker of yours?”
Lightning danced around Jake. “Bring it, old man.”
“Stop it! Both of you. Testosterone is the bane of mankind,” I snarled.
Jake flicked a glance at me. “He’s a shaman?”
“Not exactly.”
“I’m a medicine man,” Uncle Jesse said proudly.
Jake frowned. “What’s the difference between a shaman and a medicine man?”
“I’m a healer. Samuel is a warrior who uses his abilities to protect our people.”
I grabbed Jake’s hand and pulled him toward a miniature hogan. “I’ll explain it later. We have prey to track.”
Jake dug his heels in. “That’s the sweat lodge?”
“It is.”
“It’s too small, I won’t fit,” Jake protested.
“You fit in the back of my patrol car, didn’t you?”
Jake gave me the stink eye. “With my knees up under my chin.”
“If you sit crossed-legged and
