Chapter 33: Chapter Thirty-Three - Jessica

I pulled all of my clothes off and stepped into the shower.

I didn’t need a shower but my body needed to relax. I couldn’t keep my brain from moving around and suffocating anything rational I fed it.

These things showed up when I did.

Why? Why? Why?

The word rotated like a spinning record in my mind. It was stupid and self-centered to think that they wanted me. I wasn’t special. I had wolf in my bloodline but so did so many families in this area.

The bathroom door cracked open and Mason stepped into the room with me. Steam began to fog the air and I was thankful for it. Maybe he couldn’t see the turmoil on my face.

“Jessica,” Mason said close to the shower door. “Are you alright? You’re all over the place. Your emotions, they’re a lot.”

I scrubbed my face with my palms and let the hot water soak me. “I’m fine. I’m overwhelmed. It was one thing to see a wolf but to see him fight. He was fierce. Where did he come from? What would have happened if he hadn’t shown up?”

Mason opened the bathroom door. “I would have shifted and saved you, Jessica.”

“I know,” I said weakly. “And the sheriff would have known it was you. Your truck. Me. I would have been left there for him to find. We were close to being outed. After all these years, we can’t let the town know who you truly are, can we?”

He shrugged and leaned against the shower door. Water droplets soaked his T-shirt, and after a few moments, he started to get undressed.

I couldn’t stop the excitement it gave me to see him that way. He stepped into the stream with me and tangled his fingers into my hair. “I want you to know something right now. I will do anything. If that means outing myself, then so be it. My wolf would never allow me not to fight for you. I was two seconds away from shifting when that other wolf appeared. You’re safe here.”

He bent down and kissed me fiercely. His fingers were tight against my skin and his wolf growled lightly, vibrating his chest. The kiss turned serious, and he picked me up to his hips. Feeling all of his hard muscles against me made me pant.

Mason kissed a hot path down my neck to my mark and the same electricity scorched down my skin. All my doubts and fears left my body. I wanted to feel him tonight.

I wanted to erase everything that happened after we left the bookstore. Mason pressed my back against the wall and his palm slid up my side to my breast.

The friction of his rough palms caused a moan to slip from me. Mason swallowed it, his tongue dancing with mine while he angled himself against my heat and entered me.

The minutes after were a blur. The pressure of him thrusting in and out traveled up my spine and poured molten lava into my veins.

The connection felt out of control.

His kiss. His touch. The way he moved at a pace that would slowly drive me crazy. Seconds turned to minutes when I felt the bubbling of an orgasm in my lower stomach.

Leaning my head back against the wall, everything I’d been holding onto spilled over and onto his length.

Mason mumbled incoherent words into the air, pushing and pulling until he found his own release. Silence enveloped us for several moments. The water washed the remains of our mess down the drain.

I opened my eyes and Mason was staring at me. The look on his face was mixed with happiness and contentment. “I needed that,” he said.

“Apparently, so did I,” I whispered.

He released me, and placed my feet on the shower floor. Mason washed my entire body for me, and my heart swelled with emotion. He was careful, gentle and it made me love him even more.

When we finished, I wrapped my hair in a towel and got dressed for bed. He was lying on his bed when I came out with him. The plate of fried pies sat beside him.

“Grandma will never know that I didn’t share with them,” he said. “We missed supper, I’m tired and don’t feel like cooking.”

I sat beside him and took another one. “What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”

Mason took a bite.

“Do you wish you were out there with them? I could see the irritation on your face when Jacob said you had to stay with me.”

He looked over, and I laughed.

“You don’t have to feel bad about it. I understand that it’s your nature to want to protect the town.”

“I was angry. On the other hand, I know that you need someone here with you. It’s bittersweet. I’ll rest tonight and go searching tomorrow morning. It’s not a big deal.”

I frowned. “You and Aaron are stuck here with me.”

He laughed and playfully knocked his fist against my jaw. “I’m having a lot more fun than Aaron, I promise.”

“Unless you want to ask him to join us,” I teased.

Mason shifted swiftly and rolled on top of me. “Over my dead body. No one, pack member or not, will ever put their hands on you. I’ll tear someone’s head clean off their body.”

“Can I test that theory? I’ve never seen someone’s head come off their body.”

Mason grinned and nuzzled his mouth against my neck. “You’re the biggest blessing a wolf can receive. A mate is for life and I have the best one out there.”

“Yeah, you should totally remember that when I make you mad, because I’m sure I will. My dad is a living testimony.”

“Speaking of, when will your dad come down to visit? I’d love to meet him.”

I smiled. “He’ll come down one day. He has troubles with this town. Mom died and it broke his heart.”

Mason kissed my cheek and rolled me over to his chest. “I’m sure you’re worth the trip down here. In the meantime, you can meet my parents soon. I’m debating on asking them to meet us somewhere public like a restaurant. I’m afraid to spend too much time at their house.”

“That’s a good idea. I wouldn’t mind grabbing dinner with them. Just give me some notice because I have to mentally prepare myself. I have to tuck my crazy somewhere far inside so no one sees it.”

Mason chuckled. “Keep that to yourself for as long as you can.”

“Two years should do it,” I said, yawning and snuggling against him.

He was warm and put me to sleep much quicker than I meant to fall.