Sandy bit his neck, and he pulled his fingers out to replace them with his cock in one quick thrust. She screamed, gripping him closer as he fell back on the bed. He paused to move her legs to straddle him. “Ride me. I want to see those tits bounce as my dick enters your pussy over and over.”
She grinned down at him as she engulfed his cock and let it slip out before sitting back down. He gripped her ass to help her keep the pace, watching as a glazed look came over her. Her head fell back, she closed her eyes, and her mouth opened in an “O.”
Zack sat up and held her to him, rubbing her breasts against his body. He leaned down, sucked on her neck, and moved his hands back down to squeeze her arse cheeks together.
“Zack, I’m going to come. Suck harder.”
He nibbled his way to the opposite side and let his finger trail down to catch some of her cream. Zack moved his finger to her puckered hole and lubed it with her cream. When he slid his finger in, she pushed down on a groan.
“Again.”
This time his dick went deep into her ass before he pulled out and thrust in again. Sandy pushed herself forward and bit him, pulsing around him squeezing his cock. Sandy’s nails trailed down his back, and he yelled and emptied into her.
Together they fell back to the bed, panting. “I love you, Firebird.”
Sandy hummed. “Love you too.”
He gently kissed her, and she sighed into his mouth. “All I need now is my Jake.”
Chapter Nine
Jake had seen his captain and was surprised when he kept him and Brock on the case. “I only have six shifters in this department. Four of you are working on this case, and my other two are on another important case.”
Jake was happy he still had a chance to find the guy. He wanted to have the pleasure of killing him. The captain had given him the rest of the day off and tomorrow to spend with his family but wanted him back bright and early the next day to look over any evidence.
Going back out to check on Sandy, he came to a stop when she wasn’t where he left her. His cousin Brock sat at his desk on his phone. “Where is she?”
Brock excused himself on the phone. “I told her to go with Zack. I didn’t know how long you’d be with the captain, and I thought you’d want to go see your parents and family.”
He nodded. “Yeah, I should go and see Mum and Dad. I’d get Sandy to go with me, but I don’t think today is the right time to introduce her.”
Brock closed his eyes. “Yeah, I think you’re right. I’m going to go see if Sammy will let me visit for a while before I join the family. I need to know she’s all right.”
“How is she, Brock? Is she even seeing you or Slater?”
Brock ran his fingers through his hair. “She doesn’t flinch anymore when we get close to her, so it’s slow progress. The problem Slater and I have is every time we see her our bears come out and become all protective, possessive, and bossy. And possessive men scare her as they remind her of him.” He sighed. “We’re just going to have to be patient.”
Jake grabbed his keys from his desk drawer and patted his cousin’s back. “Good luck, Brock.”
****
Jake snuggled into Sandy’s naked body before kissing her neck and down her shoulder. “Morning, Little Red. I missed you last night.”
She sighed. “I missed you too. I would have gone with you for support.”
He hugged her tightly, loving the feel of her against his body. His family had been exhausting, and as soon as Jake arrived, he couldn’t wait to leave and get home to Sandy. His uncle and aunt had been devastated that their youngest had been killed, and he’d taken the brunt of the blame for not finding the killer. Brock shared some blame when he arrived an hour after him looking miserable.
Jake didn’t get home until way after midnight, and all he’d wanted to do was get some love from his woman and be around people who weren’t angry or expecting things from him.
“Thanks, and I would have loved for you to be there, but I don’t think it was the right time for everyone to meet you. Emotions were high and things were said.” He turned her around to face him. “I want you to meet my family when we are not all emotionally wrung out. I want them to see how beautiful, thoughtful, and loving you are.” He brushed her lips with his. “I know your temper. You would have stuck up for me, and things would have gotten worse.”
Sandy pushed on his chest. “What did they say to you? Why would I have been angry?” Her brow furrowed and she glared at him.
God, he loved this woman. She was angry and ready to fight for him even when she hadn’t been there and didn’t know the situation. “Don’t worry about what was said. I just know that you stick up for the people you love.”