Page 86 of Forbidden Moon
“Someone in the parking lot, and he’s headed towards the Daycare!”
All the nearby teams were busy, leaving no one to intercept before the intruder came dangerously close to their children. Eyes aglow, Ben called for every man to join him as they raced for the front door of the packhouse.
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ONE HOUR LATER
Three sheriff deputy cruisers pulled out of the lot carrying four camo-clad intruders and a freshly fired delivery driver. Since they hadn’t managed to actuallydoanything, the charge of trespassing meant they’d be slapped on the wrist and let go. While the punishment was disappointing, the pack acquired some helpful information thanks to their True Elders.
Neither the driver nor the others were allowed to go anywhere after security located and detained them. Both Jack and Evan were called in for some one-on-one chats, revealing things the humans would never have divulged otherwise. It seemed the driver had been bribed by someone named Russell Hook, an assistant manager at North Bluff Grocery. Lou assured Ben that he was already being questioned.
Furious, Ben called Gordy’s Meats and demanded to speak to the owner. The man appeared in record time with profuse apologies, gave them their order for free, and promised to be more careful who he hired in the future. The owner brought along another fellow to drive the truck, and they left the compound with a severely dented reputation and Ben’s threat to take their business elsewhere. The sleazy truck driver lost his jobandthe promised reward.
As for the intruders, their claims to simply want to have a look around didn’t quite ring true given their clothing, sidearms, and a cleverly hidden vehicle on the other side of Highway Two. More telling, they each named Russell Hook as their leader in a group called Michigan Foresters. It didn’t take long for Lou to discover they were another home-grown militia group, located right here in Delta County. Evan and Jack pumped each of them for personal information as well, just in case they needed it.
They also learned the recent incursions and harassment were designed to confirm if the Preserve’s residents were, indeed, shapeshifters—and then eliminate them. This matched what they assumed all along, yet there were still things they did not know. Were YooperTrooper and Birdman working together? When might the group choose to strike? Had anyone else discovered the pack’s shifter nature?
According to the Sheriff’s office and the four men they questioned, the group boasted about forty members. If they decided to attack en masse, blood would be spilled. Though the uncertainty and tension remained, Gladstone now possessed enough information about their enemy to act rather than play defense. Whatever they chose to do, the next move could prove critical in this most dangerous game.
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RJ’S HOME, LATE AFTERNOON
Unlike the first frenzied round of lovemaking, RJ eased in and out of Jonah’s ass with deep, easy strokes. He loved the missionary position because he could see Jonah’s face, play with his nipples, and ravage that sweet mouth—all while filling him up. The manalwayswanted him, and if RJ was honest, it stroked his ego and made him feel powerful and necessary. Heady stuff.
At the moment, they were pressed together from lip to hip, with RJ’s pelvis doing all the work below while his mouth stayed busy up top. Jonah’s chest rumbled with growls, as it always did when sufficiently excited. The sound and vibration affected RJ, groin tingling in anticipation. He never knew it could be like this, and RJ wanted it more with every passing day. He didn’t think anyone would ever come close to satisfying him as Jonah did and wasn’t interested in testing the theory.
“Mmmm...Jo, you make me feel so good.”
Jonah loved to hear his mate’s pleasure during sex, and it always made him more aggressive.
“Come on, Rascal, I want to feel it!”
RJ moaned and picked up the pace. He couldn’t resist such a request, and Jonah responded by squeezing his back passage even tighter. RJ latched onto Jonah’s shoulders, pulling down as he pumped up with hard smacks of heated flesh. Jonah began to thrash and groan with heightened pleasure as they inched ever closer to a blissful release. RJ watched as his man flushed from chest to sweat-beaded forehead, panting in time to his thrusts.
“Almost there... cum with me, Jo!”
RJ filled his mate with spunk even as Jonah painted his own chest with ribbons of white. Growls and groans filled the heady air, giving voice to the intensity of their coupling. Once they’d both stopped ejaculating, RJ leaned down to capture his mate’s mouth again with tender words and soft kisses of thanks. Jonah ate them up like candy, ready to take whatever his mate gave him. Once their breathing slowed and RJ’s cock retreated from its happy home, they lay side by side with eyes closed to enjoy the afterglow.
Jonah reached for RJ’s chest, caressing, playing with the hair, and gently tugging on nipples. Such was his post-orgasmic habit, and RJ grew to love it. He kissed the gentle man’s forehead, running fingers over his scalp and through short hair. Jonah almost purred with delight, arching his back and heaving great satisfied sighs. It finally prompted him to speak.
“I enjoy this time almost as much as the sex. I feel safe with you. Happy. Like we share something no one else in the world understands.”
RJ agreed, smiling.
“Uh-huh. I know what you mean. Love you, Jo.”
Jonah cupped RJ’s jaw, running the pad of his thumb over full lips. RJ kissed it and opened his eyes.
“What is it?”
“Did you miss me last night?”
RJ frowned, and Jonah thought he’d upset him.
“How can younotknow? I was miserable without you!”
Jonah released the breath he’d been holding.
