Page 15 of Hunting for Love

“He’s safe with us,” Jeff says after sharing a look with his mate.

“Thank you,” I say again, knowing that’s the only thing I can add. The smile Jeff gives me tells me it’s enough.

I nudge JJ’s cheek with my nose, breathing in his familiar scent and letting the knowledge that he’s safe soothe my inner omega. Heat nips up the back of my neck and my stomach clenches, letting me know the next wave of my heat is quickly approaching. I know these waves will keep coming quick and hard unless I get what my body so desperately craves, but is Ronny ready for that?

“Do you wanna help Axel with little Lily, baby?”

JJ’s eyes light up and I can’t help but smile so wide my cheeks hurt. He’s already slotting himself into place with these people. I can’t help but worry that the transition away from John will be difficult for him, but I’m happy to see him already letting himself be brought into this new litter.

He’s still so young. Hopefully in the long run, he’ll realize this was all for his benefit. That I ran so we’d both have the best life possible. I pray he’ll see Lady Fate’s hand in all this, guiding us to our new place. Our newhome.

JJ gives my cheek a kiss before jumping out of my arms and running over to Axel. Axel gives me a soft smile, letting me silently know that he’ll watch over my child the same way he would watch over his own.

I know I should have my guard up in place. I should be wary and worried. But I can’t help but trust these people. Maybe it’s my heat talking, or just maybe, I can sense Lady Fate’s work in all this and trust Her decision to bring me here to these people.

Taking Ronny’s hand in my own, I start to pull him towards his RV. He squeezes my hand, following along without me even needing to explain what’s happening. I’m honored by the trust he has for me already.

“What’s going on?” Ronny asks once we’re in his RV. I breathe deeply, taking in the bright, lemony scent all around me, so concentrated here in Ronny’s home on wheels. A shiver runs through me as my body warms all over. I suck in a shaky breath, trying to keep myself calm.

“Another wave of heat is hitting me,” I tell him softly, stepping back so there’s a small amount of space between us. “Just like before, I’ll need to take care of it.”

“Let me help you,” Ronny says right away. “Whatever you need, Zander.”

“I need--” I cut myself off, running my hands over my face.

“Say it,” he whispers, “whatever it is, I wanna know.”

I let out a groan of frustration. “I want your cock,” I confess, my face bright red when I say it. “But I don’t want to pressure you or make you feel like we have to--”

Lips pressing against my own cut off my words. A startled noise escapes me, but the noise quickly merges into a moan. Ronny kisses me without an ounce of finesse but his enthusiasm is overwhelming in the best way. I sink into the kiss, my hands going to his face, keeping him in place. I never want him to stop kissing me. But at the same time I want so much more than just this. I want everything Ronny is willing to give me.

“Zander,” Ronny breathes against my lips and I shiver again. When I open my eyes, I find him staring at me, his pupils blown with lust and his look that of someonestarving. Like somehow he’ll only be satisfied if he gets all of me, the same way my heat is making me feel about him.

“I want you,” I tell him seriously, licking my lips and chasing his taste. “I want you so badly, Ronny.”

“Then you can have me. All of me.”

I kiss him again, starting to walk backwards towards his bed. Even in the midst of heat, there’s no way our first time is going to be on the kitchen table. No. I want to take my time with Ronny and make our first time,hisfirst time something memorable. Something we can look back at fondly.

I want to give Ronny everything I wish my first time was.

Inside his little partitioned bedroom, I begin to pull my clothes off. “Come on,” I say with a smirk. “Get naked for me, Ronny. I wanna see all of you again.”

Ronny quickly begins to strip, tossing his clothes on the floor with abandonment. It’s endearing, seeing how excited he is, that blush ever present on his cheeks. Once we’re both naked, I step into his space again. I look up at him, taking in the excitement on his face mixed with nerves. I promise to always take care of him. I might not be big or strong or a hunter, but I can still protect him. I can protect his heart.

“Kiss me,” I whisper and a moment later, he does. His body presses against my own, lighting me up from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. My heat threatens to bring me to my knees but strong hands grip my hips, keeping me upright as Ronny kisses me gently.

I’ve only had two heats before. My very first one which I spent all alone, and the second that led to me having JJ. That one was rough. It was all about the fucking and knotting and biting. This time is different, I can already tell just from this one, soft kiss.

After kissing Ronny one last time, I turn towards the bed but he doesn’t let me climb into bed, not yet. His arms wrap around my middle and he begins peppering kisses along my shoulder. He presses a kiss against the very back of my neck and my entire body locks up without my permission. As gentle as he’s being, that spot holds bad memories for me.

“Are you okay?” Ronny pulls back and he sucks in a sharp breath. That’s when I know he’s seen it. Bite marks that John left behind. They’re not mating bites, because it was never his intention to mate with me.

“Sorry,” I whisper barely loud enough to be audible.

“You have nothing to be sorry about,” he says back, squeezing me tight and pulling me so my back is against his front. “Is this umm? What are they called? A mating bite?”

“No,” I confess softly. “Intention is important when it comes to a mating bite. John didn’t want me to be his mate. He wanted kittens to pass on his legacy and I was the means for that. That’s it.”

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