helping him and he vowed that he would never put
her in that position again. He worked on his strengths instead of
focusing on his weaknesses. He was smaller and faster than his pack
mates and used that to his advantage. He learned how to defend
himself and before long, they left him alone.
The bitterness in his voice and the way he
clenched his fists made Jackie ache for him. She stroked his cheek
gently and kissed his forehead. “I’m sorry Zane,” she said softly.
She got up and searched the freezer. Finding an ice pack, she
brought it over to him and he held it against his rib. He stiffened
suddenly at the cold sensation against his warm skin. He took a
deep breath and steeled himself against the pain in his side. She
brought him some ibuprofen and a cold drink.
While he took his medicine, Jackie opened the
medical kit and removed some antiseptic and a few cotton swabs. She
poured the antiseptic on the tip of one swab and swiped it across
the cut on his lip. Once all of the blood was gone, she saw the
tiny cut, already beginning to heal. By morning it should be a
small scar. She looked at his hands, bloody and slightly swollen.
She pulled him into the bathroom and washed his hands gently under
warm water. The skin on some of his knuckles had scraped off and
she applied antiseptic to those areas. She led him back to their
bed and once again he sat down. She took out some bandages and
wrapped each damaged finger. His fingers would be tender in the
morning but fully healed by the next evening.
Jackie knelt down, removed his shoes and
socks and he lay on the bed on his side. She went back to the
fireplace, threw the twigs into the fire and cleaned up their
S’more mess. She went into the kitchen and put the items away.
Jackie took a quick shower then returned to their bed. She lay
beside Zane, caressing his face, occasionally running her fingers
through his sandy blond hair. He couldn’t resist her soothing touch
and soon he was fast asleep. Jackie fell asleep a short while
later.
Chapter 6
Jackie woke up and found the bed empty. She
heard the shower running and was tempted to join him. When she
remembered their ‘no sex’ agreement she sighed, dressed in a
t-shirt, pulled on a pair of jeans then went into the kitchen to
make breakfast. She set up the coffeemaker and decided she would
make French toast for breakfast. She gathered the ingredients and
began assembling the batter.
Zane walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a
towel. The moment he opened the bathroom door, the tantalizing
scent of his mate hit his nose. He inhaled deeply, enjoying her
scent. Silently, he watched her cooking as he dressed. He pulled on
a pair of boxers then a pair of jeans. Wanting, needing, desperate
to see her reaction to his half naked body, Zane decided against a
shirt. He returned the towel to the bathroom and joined her in the
kitchen.
Knowing it was foolish, he walked up behind
her, slipped his hands around Jackie’s waist and kissed her gently
on the shoulder. He pressed against her, holding his body tight
against hers. “Good Morning, mate,” Zane said softly and Jackie
relaxed against him. She grinned, “Are you happy to see me or happy
to have breakfast?”
Unable to resist, he replied, “I’d be happy
to have you for breakfast.” She sucked in a breath and held
onto the stove as her knees became wobbly. “Zane…” she whispered,
her voice tight with a sudden need. Her belly tingled as her womb
contracted in anticipation. Zane kissed his way across her
shoulder, stopping to nibble on her neck. “Ohhhh….” She bit her lip
and couldn’t stop from grinding her ass against his crotch. She
felt heady when she felt his erection pressing into her. Jackie
dropped the spatula and reached back to caress Zane through his
jeans.
Zane bit her neck gently, leaving a mark. He
enjoyed the feel of her fingers as she stroked him through the
thick fabric of his jeans. He fought his instincts to unbutton her
jeans and push