Aiyana: Book 2 (The Protectors) Page 3

  She’s nodding enthusiastically. “Exactly. Why bother if all you are looking for is bar hopping with the Warriors and the Indian version of a Stepford Wife.”

  Men tried to change her. While I want to hurt them I also want to thank them for fuckin’ it up. This is happening. She’s everything I want in a partner, not that I knew what that was until today, but I know it’s not someone holding a chain waiting for that someone to pull it. She doesn’t even want to touch it. “Wuyituwôk.” My mouth crashes down on hers. Beautiful goddess that understands love at its most basic level, unconditional. I growl pulling my mouth off hers. “This is happening unless you stop me right now, Aiyana.”

  She lets go of my neck and stands. Shit, I should have slowed us down. Her swollen red lips are not smiling, but her eyes are determined and smoldering. That liquid gold color tells me she’s feeling it too. “Where is your room, Jared?”

  I lift her as I’m standing and she lets out a moan, causing my dick to push against my zipper. I catch those swollen lips in mine and let my teeth gently graze as I release them slowly. “Your swollen, red lips are sexy, Aiyana.”

  “So are you, Jared.” She pulls my hair, angling my head down for more and I plant her against the wall in the hallway.

  Pulling away, I breathe and lift her polo over her head. “Dear God, you’re fuckin’ beautiful.” In clothes you miss the swell of her hips and how perfect her shape shows off the lines of her shoulders and neck. Leaning in I run my tongue across marking that line as mine. We’re not three feet closer to the room and she’s got her hand holding her tit for me. I put her down and kneel in front of her, looking up at her twisting that nipple. Jesus, I’m not going to fuckin’ make it. With her boots and pants off, I slide up taking what she’s offering. Her eyes are following my tongue as I roll her nipple, causing me to grind into her. Sexy as hell. Her head goes back showing me her long, delicate neck. As my mouth moves higher, I step into my room and sit her on the bed, kneeling in front of her. “Tell me when you need space, Wuyituwôk Aiyana.”

  “That is not now. I want to see your beautiful body, Jared.” She leans down, running her hands under my shirt sending heat right through me.

  As she moves up, I pull my shirt off so she can keep her hands right where they are. Her touch is like magic, wrapping around me, making me want more. Her nail skims my nipple pulling my eyes to hers and a growl from me. I latch onto her nipple as if it’s my last drink and moan sucking, licking and scraping my teeth on her hard, little nub. Just thinking it has me moving down. Her cotton panties are blue and the most unsexy panties I’ve ever seen. My dick jumps making me smile, okay, so maybe sexy because they’re on Wuyituwôk. Ripping them she jumps. “I’ll buy you more, Wuyituwôk.” Oh my fuckin’ God, she’s beautiful everywhere. I push her back putting her knees on my shoulders stretching her stomach and showing me her pretty pussy. “Move me if you have to, but I have to taste this, beautiful.” She moans and I drop my head, running my nose at the crease of her leg. Such a perfect scent, the only thing I can think right now is, it’s mine. I gently bite then lick at the crease then just above her pubic bone and hip. She cries out when my tongue plunges into her. I have always loved the sounds of people satisfying each other in such a primal way, but hearing her has me reaching for more. I want to hear and know every sound and what I have to do to get them. Her hand pulls my hair, holding me in place as she purrs. That reaction, fuckin’ perfect, has me moving my tongue faster and my fingers into her. “So fuckin’ wet, Wuyituwôk.”

  Moving my wet finger to her lips, I want to leave her scent on them for when I taste her again. Her tongue darts out and strokes my finger and I hold my breath. She sucks and licks it until she’s shaking, then screams biting down, then sucking it in deep. I lift her fast, laying her across the bed, then move pillows so I can watch her. “A Wuyituwôk surprise. Who would believe someone so different is so fuckin’ perfect. Your belief in equal, love of anything outside, cooking and quick wit will be fun, but that passion, grace and beauty that shows in all you are, fits right here, Aiyana. I want all of it for as long as you’re willing to give it.” I kiss her head and watch her breathe until her eyes open.

  “Jared, what happened?” She looks nervous.

  I kiss her lips smiling then pull away putting my head back on the pillow. “You gave me a fuckin’ fantasy and a half and I gave you a minute.”

  I get a smile then I’m pushed to my back. “Time for my fantasy?” Since she didn’t touch me to move me, I’m a little stunned and just nod hoping I’m part of it. Her hands have me out and her tongue slides down my dick, I’m holding the bed to keep my hands off her head. “I always like the control this gives me.” She runs her fingers in her pussy and moans closing her eyes. I’m going to come just watching her. When she wraps her wet fingers around, then strokes down my dick, I’m configuring light boxes in my head. She hums taking me in and I swear it’s never felt so good.

  “I need to touch you, Aiyana.” My hand is on her neck then in her long black silky hair and she moans with me. I’m doing everything I can to keep control as she takes me in and slides me out — using her tongue and fingers as if she knows exactly what I like. When she scrapes her teeth against the ridge of my head, I’m done. “Aiyana, I’m coming, baby, move if you don’t want it,” I whisper, feeling the heat and numbing sensation run down my back. She sucks me in halfway, swiping her tongue back and forth, and I moan loud as I erupt, loving this new feeling. A new favorite fantasy is born and I’m breathing trying to keep it straight in my head. That beautiful face and those swollen red lips taking my dick in will play forever in my fantasies.

  She moves, but I can’t do a thing to stop her. I watch as she pulls the pillows and lays back down beside me. “I could use a minute.” She looks unsure.

  I smile touching her cheek with my finger. “Anything, Wuyituwôk. That was fuckin’ crazy good, Aiyana. Take control whenever the fuck you want.” I breathe deep, trying to control my air.

  She laughs skimming her hand over my face. “I like that you think that way, it feels powerful and I like knowing you enjoy the loss of control like I do. Oral sex has never felt quite so erotic.”

  Oral sex. The phrase offends me for some reason. I watch the flecks in her eyes. “Maybe it’s not just oral sex. It didn’t feel like just sex to me.”

  The lines appear between her eyebrows. “No, it did not. I was not trying to diminish the passion or sense of right or perfection that I felt.”

  I move over her fast. ‘Passion’, right, ‘perfection’ are words that I’m thinking as my mouth takes hers. “Tell me you’re ready,” I growl against her beautifully swollen lips and the picture of my dick sliding through them has me looking for more.

  She smiles with a playful look in her eyes. “I would, but you are not ready, Jared.”

  My belt is pulled from my pants and she swats my ass with it so fast I jump up. “Right,” is all I can say as I think about how she moves so fast or not at all. She drops the belt as I drop my boots and pants. “You are a very beautiful man, Jared. The full package as the saying goes.”

  She’s watching me as I take her in. Everything about her is perfect. “Wuyituwôk.”

  As soon as my knee hits the bed she’s up kneeling in front of me, when I sit back she moves onto me. “I need a condom, Aiyana.”

  She stops. “I am on birth control and had a physical just recently. It is not normal practice for me, but I would like to feel you.” She’s on birth control?

  Jesus. “I’m clean, but have never been uncovered.” Comes out of my mouth and she’s sliding down me. “Holy fuck, that feels good.” I really should be covered, but I can’t stop her. As we move, it feels like the room is spinning and I hold her tight watching her eyes. My brain is telling me we’re moving fast, but it all feels like we’re in slow motion. “You feel it too.” I sound like I’m running. She moans loud, causing me to move even faster. As soon as I feel her tightening around me, I lay her back, moving a ha
nd to where we're joined and my mouth to her nipples. She grabs my hair pulling it hard and holding me on her hard bud as she yells my name. It doesn’t get better than this, but my body isn’t willing to wait another fuckin’ minute. I flip her and pound into her from behind, pushing her shoulders down then pulling her into me. I feel like I can’t get deep enough and pound in harder.

  “Please, Jared,” she begs as I watch her ass slapping into me.

  She’s ready again and I know I’m not making it twice. “Come with me, Wuyituwôk.” Reaching around I get us there and freeze as her walls draw every bit of come out of me. “Perfect,” I moan, kissing her back then neck. When she moans, I remember to move. Jesus, I forgot and move off her quickly. “I don’t want to be away from you after that. Move if you need to.” I settle her on my chest and like the way she doesn’t move away from me.

  Chapter Two

  Aiyana

  I push my fingers down and smile. I was sleeping right on his chest. It is not new, but being able to sustain touch does not usually happen so quickly. I move slowly and make it to the bathroom. I notice the wet towel on the sink and remember he washed me before I fell asleep. Smiling, I wash my face and hands. He washed me. I shake my head and walk out stopping to watch him sleep. He is built like a Warrior, but has pale skin and those light blue eyes that seem like they can see into your spirit. His arm moves and I watch the muscles ripple in his arm then his stomach as he reaches across the bed. I really like Jared Baxter the man, but watching him move is something I could quickly love.

  “Do you need to go home?” His sleepy voice startles me.

  “Not unless you are trying to get rid of me.”

  His hair is messed up and his icy colored eyes are watching me. “Come back to bed, Aiyana.”

  It is not a request and the order heats my body, making me wonder at his power over me. I climb on the bed, then on him.

  * * *

  “I need to call Security and tell them where I am so they do not go to the reservation. Co will have everyone looking for me.”

  He laughs. “They know where you are, Wuyituwôk.”

  I like that he keeps saying that and remember that I need to rein in my prideful thoughts. The ancestors will not be pleased with my behavior lately. I am a little embarrassed that I slept with him the first day that I met him. I am sure words are waiting for me with Co and Kaya. I hope my parents do not know. Since neither are very good readers, I may be safe there.

  I text Kaya letting her know I am safe and going back to training today, then Co with the same message. Last night I felt the pull of the ancestors, but fought it — keeping us away from the spirit world. I wonder what would happen if I let us be drawn in. Maybe I will let go and find out tonight.

  I wish I had someone to ask such things. It is not a conversation I plan to have with Co.

  I look for Nunànuk and jump to the spirit world while Jared is busy getting dressed. When I explain, she laughs. ‘It is normal, Aiyana. The ancestors are pleased with your choice, Warrior Princess. Let them celebrate when you are joined so they may bless your union.’

  ‘I will, my wise Shaman. Thank you for your guidance, Nunànuk.’

  Jumping back, I drink my coffee thinking about Nunànuk over the years. She started sending me packages of pads and clothes when I became a teenager, then birth control when I turned eighteen. She has always been there to answer questions my parents or the women of the tribe will not talk to me about. I am happy with Co as our Shaman, but grateful to have Nunànuk as my backup for the womanly issues our tribe tries to turn us away from. It was Nunànuk that made me realize I was just as valuable as the men and other readers. She believes I would be a Shaman if I were in another tribe.

  “You okay, Aiyana?” His arms go around me and he takes a deep breath at my neck as if he is smelling my very essence.

  I put my cup down and smile. “I am, Jared. I was asking Nunànuk about the feeling I had of being drawn to the ancestors last night. She said it is normal and to let it happen. The ancestors are happy with our union.”

  He sits taking his cup. “Let it happen? What exactly are we talking about?”

  He looks suspicious making me doubt his words of last night. “Jumping to the ancestors as we are joined. I felt it last night, but was fighting to keep us here.”

  “When we are joined. Is that why my head felt like it was spinning, but we were in slow motion?”

  That is exactly how it felt. “Yes, Nunànuk said do not fight it.”

  He leans in kissing my lips. “Cool. This means you’ll be here tonight so we can visit the ancestors?”

  He makes me laugh. “I need some clothes, but yes I would like to stay again. I have to return home tomorrow for a tribal meeting.”

  He sits back watching me. “Come to the Club with me on Friday. I’m off Saturday and we can plan a day out.”

  He wants me to stay on Friday night. While this is happening fast it feels good and right. Nunànuk said the ancestors are happy with my choice. I have never felt drawn into the spirit world like last night, making me believe it is as it should be. With an easy heart, I smile at him. “Yes, with a but. I have to be on the reservation Sunday for an elder meeting and feast. Come with me.”

  He does the chin thing that means yes, I believe.

  A pounding on the door has me looking back. “Aaron. It must be time for training.”

  He shakes his head no standing up. “Christian sent me a text, Sheila is your shuttle and trainer today.”

  I stay seated looking into Aaron’s thoughts. He is angry. I pull away from him and let Jared handle whatever the problem is. He is not angry with me, so it is not my place to look. I clean our dishes and hear Jared yell, “It’s not your fuckin’ business or job to decide what she does! As of last night, that falls to me and her.”

  Maybe I was hasty in not looking into why Aaron is upset. Why is he here?

  Jared comes in slamming the front door. “Sheila just pulled up.”

  “Why is Aaron angry? I did not look when I should have.” I put my backpack on and check my gun.

  He stops, but he is holding my eyes. “He doesn’t think you should be on the HS Team until you’re trained for it.”

  Why would he say something like that? “What do you think?”

  I feel his anger and step back. He takes a breath and relaxes. “It’s not up to me to decide and you should have gotten that last night. You’re more than capable of taking care of yourself and Christian would never put anyone in danger. You have HS with you at all times as backup and it’s not anyone’s fuckin’ business why you made the decisions you did.”

  As in sleeping with him right away or training for Christian? I do not ask, but go to him and pull his shirt down so I can kiss him. “Thank you for believing in me. I will text you when I am finished with training. If you are busy, I can have Security bring me to the reservation for clothes and will meet you back here.”

  “I’ll take you. Just text me when you’re done.”

  He is very easy making me smile again. “I will. Have a good day, Jared.”

  He lifts me kissing me until my head is not thinking clearly then releases me, pulling me to the door. He does the chin thing to Sheila and watches me as I pull out on the side of her. I smile the whole way to Security. Life is not usually so easy for me. It feels like that is changing and Jared is at the center of that change.

  * * *

  Jared

  I get on my bike and I’m still fuckin’ pissed. Who the fuck does he think he is? Her father didn’t show at my door demanding answers from me, as if she doesn’t have a fuckin’ brain to make her own decisions, but Aaron expects answers from me?

  Dakota stops as I’m pulling out. I shut my bike off knowing he has something to say too. “Aiyana is very special to the tribe and the Princes. Christian cannot put her in danger any more than you could. She will have a battle with the elders, but it is not anything new to her or them. She has always battled the elders and u
sually goes her own way regardless of their advice.”

  I nod, but he doesn’t say anymore. “Thanks, Dakota, I wasn’t worried, but will be with her Sunday when she meets them.”

  He rides away and I sit thinking about her battling the elders just to live normally, or as close as she can with a detail of Warriors always with her and held on the reservation like a jail. I’m glad she’s a fighter. Christian comes around the corner and stops right where Dakota was.

  “She’s trained, but not on our procedures. She’d be a master in martial arts and high on the leaderboard if she was on it. Aaron is out of line and I’ll keep him off her detail when it’s possible. I have a limited number of HS to call on, but I’ll do what I can.”

  “Thanks, Christian.” He rides away and I wait for Darren and Eliza. Their bikes just started. When they ride by throwing chin I start my bike up again.

  Prez stops in front of me. Jesus. I shut it off and watch him. “The belief she carries in the ancestors and her culture is unshakeable. Learn about that from her or Dakota, but learn it.” I throw him chin and wait some more, he looks like he’s deciding what to say. “Pay attention to the little details, Brother, they will be important.”

  “Okay. Can you give me an example or idea of what that means?”

  “No.” He starts his bike and rides away.

  This time I don’t wait. Riding to the Lab I think about all they said. Without saying it they’re helping me make sure this works. I can live with that.

  * * *

  Aiyana

  Abe flies us to the MC for training. I get to see all the people I speak with regularly and I get to talk with Aubrey again. She fascinates me and shows me why she is held in such high regard. She is a free spirit that is very quick to defend and protect her Jeremy, Jacob and Club. I cannot remember being so protective at seventeen and show her the proper respect as we hit energy around as Christian instructs.