Smokejumpers Werebear 6: Quint and Lystra Page 5

  He was outside sitting on the rock jutting out of the cliff in front of the cave, giving them some mother/son alone time.

  Quint had done so much for her. He had helped her escape the hell she was living, he had helped her get back the one thing in the world that she was missing and he helped her discover the true power that she had inside her.

  She wanted to go to him now. To go to her mate.

  Lystra kissed Micha’s cheek one more time and walked out of the cave, leaving her uniform blanketed over her son.

  The cool night air caressed her warm skin. She was a dragon shifter and was always warm but the chilly air felt nice.

  Quint averted his eyes as she approached. But this time she wanted him to look.

  “You don’t have to look away,” she whispered.

  Quint’s chest tightened as he held his breath. His eyes darted to hers, avoiding her body. Always the gentleman.

  He slipped off his t-shirt and handed it to her. She put it on and sat down beside him. She curled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs as she looked out over the cliff. The forest seemed to be sleeping. The trees swayed together softly, hypnotically, to the soft breeze. It was quiet. Peaceful. The bright moon was watching over the dozing earth like a mother watching over her child.

  “There was a part of me that thought he would never be out of there,” Lystra said. She glanced back in the cave at the tiny bump under her uniform. “And now that he is I don’t know if I can handle it.”

  “Of course you can,” Quint said. “I just saw you handle an army of highly trained shifters. You can handle a little boy.”

  “I’m good at shooting fire out of my mouth,” she said. “But that won’t help me in getting him to eat his vegetables or getting him to bed on time. It’s been three years. I forgot how to be a mother. The only part that I have down pat is the worrying.”

  Quint wrapped his arm over her shoulder. “It may be hard adjusting at first but you’ll figure it out.” He played with her hair, twirling the ends around his fingers. “And if you don’t then you stay up all night eating candy and watching movies. Who cares?” he said smiling. “You have him back.”

  He was right. She would figure everything out. She had Micha and that was all that mattered.

  “Where are you in that nice, little scenario?” she asked, looking at him with a raised eyebrow.

  “Making popcorn and popping in the DVDs,” he said. “I can’t miss that.”

  Lystra leaned into him. His body was hard and warm. She hadn’t felt the touch of a man in years. She had been so preoccupied with worrying and obsessing over Micha that she didn’t have time to think of sex. But sitting next to this shirtless man was causing all of those bottled up feelings to boil over. Her body was responding to his presence in an unexpected way.

  “Do you think we’ll be okay?” she asked, resting her head on his shoulder.

  “Maybe we should head south to the Caribbean. We can rent a little villa on a white sand beach and have tons of servants cooking us food and making us drinks.”

  “Mmmm,” she moaned. “Piña coladas.”

  “And pancakes,” Quint whispered. “With real maple syrup. None of that fake crap.”

  “That sounds expensive,” Lystra said with a chuckle. “Do you have any money?”

  He pulled out the pockets to his ripped up cargo shorts. “The SEA has my wallet. Silly me I forgot to get it.”

  “Another day then,” she said. An howl hooted in the sleepy trees below. “This is nice too though.”

  He gazed into her eyes. “I was thinking the same thing.”

  Her breath froze in her throat as he leaned in and kissed her. It was soft and romantic. Every cell in her body turned to jello in response.

  His beard tickled her chin as his tongue explored her mouth. Her dragon hummed inside her, enjoying the attention of her mate.

  “Quint,” she whispered, her voice deepening. But she had no words. Her breath was increasing, getting heavier.

  How could she tell him that she wanted all of him? Here. Now.

  She decided to let her actions do the talking. She pulled back and slid his t-shirt over her head. This time he looked.

  His eyes raked over her, slowly and steadily, taking in every inch of her naked body. His brown eyes were filled with want. Filled with lust.

  Her nipples hardened under his gaze and her pussy tingled with desire.

  Lystra admired his rippling, hairy chest and thick arms covered in tattoos. She brushed her hands over his biceps as he reached for her.

  His hungry face was lit by the orange light of her eyes. They leaned into each other and kissed deeply.

  She moaned into his mouth as his soft tongue caressed hers. His strong hands cupped her lower back, turned her to face him and pulled her closer. His vibrating chest hair tickled her nipples and hardened them further.

  “I’ve wanted you since the second I saw your sexy body and beautiful face,” he whispered, his forehead resting on hers. His warm breath tickled her wet lips. “You drive me crazy. You drive my bear crazy.” His bear was purring, sending smooth, arousing vibrations through her heated body.

  She kissed him again, sweeping her tongue past his lips, tasting the heat of his mouth. Her dragon hummed louder.

  She groaned as his lips left hers, kissing a sensuous trail down her neck. She lolled her head back and gazed up at the hazy sky as his mouth worked over her skin. His hands slipped down to her naked ass and pulled her closer. His hardening erection pushed against her leg and she moaned.

  She reached down for the top button on his shorts as his lips finally found her nipples. She ripped the button opened and fumbled for the zipper as he sucked and licked her tingling breasts.

  She reached into his shorts and gripped his hardness. He groaned on her nipple as she squeezed.

  Her hands slid out of his shorts as he shifted onto his knees. He gripped the sides of her thighs as he looked at her with a smirk. “You first,” he said, lowering her down to the ground.

  He leaned over, his lips and tongue on her sex before she could respond. “Uh,” she grunted softly as he licked her soft folds.

  She dropped her head back, feeling lightheaded and dizzy as his tongue skillfully caressed her clit and silky lips. She parted her legs for him and his tongue slid up inside her.

  She grabbed his bobbing head as he hit every zone, including some that she never knew she had. She moaned his name between huge gasps of air. Her chest was heaving. Her body on fire.

  His beard scratched her inner thighs and folds lightly, enhancing the sensation. Bringing her closer to orgasm.

  His mouth was relentless. She never came this fast but she could feel it coming. He was about to shatter her record with only his tongue. She couldn’t imagine what his cock would do.

  The waves of pleasure flowing through her intensified with every lick, with every suck. He groaned on her as she squeezed his hair but his tongue never let up.

  Her legs were shaking. She put her right leg over his shoulder and rested it on him as she tried to catch her breath.

  He slid a finger inside her as his thumb rubbed tight circles on her aching clit and that was it. The orgasm roared through her like a volcano. Heavenly fire seared through her veins as her legs shook violently.

  Quint’s strong arms wrapped around her, holding her, as her vision blurred and the orgasm consumed her. Her head was spinning out of control.

  His lips were on hers again. She could taste the sweetness of her sex on his mouth.

  He watched her trembling body on the ground as he slipped off his shorts. His cock was hard and ready. He gripped it and knelt down between her thighs.

  She opened her legs for him and bit her lip as he approached. He slid in easily, all the way in with one shot. She was so wet.

  “You feel beautiful on me,” he said, wrapping his arms around her neck and thrusting into her. “You feel like heaven.”

  Her dragon was humming
inside her, loving being claimed by her mate. Lystra whimpered as he increased his speed, stretching and filling her.

  His tongue was nice but his cock was perfect. She raised her hips to take him in further.

  Quint kissed and licked her neck as he pumped deep inside her. His bear was purring inside him, driving her dragon crazy, driving her crazy.

  She was taking in deep breaths. Her lungs were burning. Her body had never reacted so strongly to a man before. It was like their bodies were made for each other and he knew exactly what to do.

  She gasped as he pulled out of her. She wrapped her ankles around each other and tried to pull him back in but he wasn’t moving.

  Why is he stopping? She would’ve asked but she could barely breathe let alone talk.

  He leaned up on his knees, his hard cock slick and shiny.

  “Turn around for me.”

  Lystra climbed onto her knees to do as he asked. His abs were flexed and his dick hard.

  She had to taste him first. Just a quick taste. She moaned as she licked his shaft from his balls to the tip, tasting her own juices on him.

  He grunted under her lapping tongue and it made her want to go further. She wrapped her lips around his tip, leaving her hands on the cold ground, and drew him deeper into her mouth.

  A deep, low groan escaped from his lips as she massaged his cock with her mouth, licking and sucking every inch of it, taking him in further until her throat burned and she was gasping for air.

  He slid his fingers through her dark hair and pulled away the loose strands getting in the way of her mouth.

  “Looks like I picked a good mate,” he said, his voice throaty and out of breath.

  She moaned in response.

  “Turn around for me,” he said again. “I want to go deeper inside you.”

  Lystra released his cock with a gasp and turned around, facing the edge of the cliff. The view was spectacular from up here but she had no time for that shit.

  She positioned herself on all fours, raising her eager ass in the air. Her body convulsed as Quint’s firm hands gripped her waist. She pushed her hips back, anxious to feel him fill her once again.

  She scratched the rocky ground with her fingers as he slid his erection between her throbbing lips. He felt even bigger in this position.

  She whined and grunted as he squeezed her waist and pulled her body into him with every thrust. His pelvis slammed into her ass, slapping it with every pump.

  It had been so long since the last time she had sex. Years. She forgotten how good it felt. This would have to become a nightly occurrence.

  Her clit was pulsing again, the exquisite tightness building inside her once again. Twice?!? Lystra had never come twice in one night before but it was coming. She could feel it like the slight shocks before a massive earthquake.

  She reached down and found her aching clit with her fingers. She rubbed it in hard circles, timing the flicks with his thrusts.

  Her body was flooding with warmth once again as she was about to release. His grunts were louder, deeper and he was moaning her name, mangling it in incoherent sounds and groans.

  Her breath burst out in short breaths as she rocked her hips back on him, wanting to feel him swell inside her, wanting to feel his seed fill her tunnel.

  Her hand was out of control on her clit, flicking it savagely. It was coming. The tension inside her was tighter than ever.

  He squeezed her waist hard as his body shook behind her and he grunted her name through clenched teeth. He groaned loud as he filled her channel with his warm seed.

  The tension released inside her like an earthquake, shaking her to her core. She gritted her jaw closed as she held in a scream. A hard whimper escaped through her clamped teeth as the warmth rattled through her trembling body.

  Quint pumped slowly from behind, each thrust making her convulse, making her whimper.

  He pulled out and took her exhausted body in his arms. He lifted her and lowered her onto his chest as he laid down on the ground.

  Her head dropped onto his warm, undulating chest as the blissful glow flowed through her body. His strong arms wrapped around her, comforting her, protecting her, as she closed her eyes.

  “Quint,” she murmured, half asleep, barely conscious.

  “Yeah?” he whispered.

  She grunted something incoherent and fell deeply into a welcome, exhausted sleep.

  nine

  Quint turned the salmon over the fire and breathed it in. Man that smells good. Way better than the processed crap they were feeding him in shifter prison. He took a bite and moaned.

  I could use a glass of wine with this.

  They had flown down from the cliff and settled down by the river when they woke up in the morning. Quint had caught some salmon in the river with his bare hands, thinking of how lucky he was. Two weeks ago he was alone and now he had a family. Besides the fact that the most powerful agency in the world was after them, things were great.

  Lystra and Micha walked up from the river after washing off. Lystra was combing out her wet hair with her fingers and smiling as she watched Micha run ahead of her.

  She was beautiful.

  How many times did he have to see her before that thought ceased to pop into his head. A million? A billion? Or would he think it until the day he died?

  “Smells good,” she said. “I like mine burnt to a crisp.”

  Micha saw the fish on the fire and ran over holding his toy truck. “What are you doing Qunt?”

  “Quint,” he corrected. “Qunt means something completely different.”

  Lystra giggled.

  “I’m cooking breakfast,” he continued. “Want to help?”

  Micha nodded. Quint helped him turn the stick over the spit that he made with branches. He watched with wide eyes as the fish rotated over the flames.

  “Momma look,” he said, turning his head with a proud smile.

  “Chef Micha,” she said, clapping her hands.

  They finished cooking the salmon and brought it down by the river. The sun was sparkling on the slow moving water. A perfect summer day. They held hands behind Micha’s back as they ate. They could almost forget that they were on the run.

  “Momma when am I going home?” Micha asked.

  She took a deep breath. “You’re going to stay with Momma from now on,” she said. “We’re going to live in a new place. Would you like that?”

  He clutched his toy truck by his side. “I don’t have to go back?”

  Lystra shook her head, her eyes getting moist. “Never again,” she said. “I promise.”

  “I don’t like the lions,” he said, taking a bite out of his fish. “Is Qunt going to come too?”

  “Quint,” she said, giggling. She raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a smirk. “We’ll see if he plays his cards right.”

  “I hope he comes,” Micha said, placing his greasy palm on Quint’s leg and pushing himself up.

  “Me too,” Quint said, as Micha ran towards the river.

  “Not too close to the water,” Lystra called out as she stiffened up.

  “I’ve never been to good at cards,” Quint said. “I hope I don’t mess things up.”

  She leaned in and kissed his lips. Just a peck because her eyes were quickly back on her son playing near the river.

  “You’re doing well so far,” she said.

  They watched Micha as he drove his truck through the sand making honking noises.

  “Where are your friends?” she asked.

  “I can think of one place where they are,” he said. “They have to be there.”

  “Where?”

  “Washington State,” Quint said. It was the only place that Beckett would trust to be safe. “Beckett and Matteo, the alpha and old number two of my Crew, used to roll with another Crew back in the day called the Hunters. The alpha, Eddie, took on a mate and long story short, the whole Crew kind of imploded. Three of the guys moved to the mountains in Washington after Eddie was kille
d and started their own Crew, the Rockland Crew.”

  “You think they’re there?”

  Quint sighed. “They must be. Beckett was really close to the new alpha, Dexter. He would still trust him, I think. If I had to guess, I would say that they were there.”

  Lystra slipped her hand into his. “Then we’ll try there.”

  Quint glanced up at the clear, blue sky. Not one cloud. “We should only fly at night,” he said. “We can’t have the SEA getting reports of a dragon flying around.”

  “So what do we do all day?” she asked.

  Quint looked around at the crystal clear river and the beautiful forest surroundings. He jumped up and pulled off his shirt. “Last one in is a rotten dragon’s egg.”

  He ran towards the river with Lystra on his heels and jumped in the water.

  The Rockland Crew camp was just up ahead.

  Beckett had once told him that they were located next to Mount Baker. He recognized the mountain in the distance from a picture that Beckett had in his office.

  “Not too far from here,” he said, leaning forward into the dragon’s ear. He clutched Micha to his chest. They were up so high. Quint was amazed at how fast and far a dragon could travel. They had crossed a state in just one night. They had to land soon. The sun was starting to peer over the horizon, lighting up the sky.

  Lystra’s dragon began to descend towards the forest.

  Micha woke up in Quint’s arms and looked at him with groggy eyes. He glanced at his hands to see if his toy truck was still there. It was.

  Quint had made a harness out of some vines that he found in the forest and tied Micha to the dragon. He was attached by both feet, his arms and by his torso. Lystra could do barrel rolls for the rest of the way and he wouldn’t fall off.

  “I have to pee,” he said, glancing over the edge.

  “We’ll be there in a minute,” Quint said. “You see that big white rock over there? That’s where we’re landing.”