Page 16 of Hope in his Darkness
Chapter Eleven
Brody
Sitting across fromher and not being able to touch her was killing me. Comparing my need for her versus my want of Georgia made me see what a complete idiot I had been. I am leaving Dad to explain the ins and outs of what a shifter is and what a mate is to her, but damn if I didn’t want her in my lap while he did it. If she didn’t accept me, if she didn’t accept us, then I knew I was fucked. My animal is crawling around inside me, demanding I claim her right now, while my human half isn’t doing much better.
“So, you all think Brody is my soulmate? Am I understanding you right? We barely knew each other, and last night he made it clear he doesn’t want anything to do with me.” Hope glares over at me accusingly. She isn’t wrong, but things have changed.
“Things changed,” I mumble semi-apologetically, around a bite of toast. I am really bad at this whole relationship thing already. How am I supposed to make her happy? I’m so fucked.
“Things changed? That’s your excuse. Wow! Well, let me just accept that and we can live happily ever after. Oh, wait, fuck that the hell we can. You. Were. A. Total. Dick. What changed?” You know those moments in life where you wish the floor would open up and swallow you, yeah this is one of those moments. My dad, Cole, and Hope all look at me expectantly for the answer to her question. I look around for an escape route, but I was pretty sure if I try to escape, both my brother and father will tackle me.
“I talked to someone last night that helped me see things clearer.” Hope crosses her arms and leans on the table, fixing me with a look that says if I want this shit to work I better spill. My dad clears his throat and begins cleaning the table off. He motions for my brother to join him in cleaning up.
“I told you I talked to Rooster, and he helped me clear some things up in my head.” She rolls her eyes like she doesn’t believe that’s all it took.
“Last night when you rolled into the bar, I was shocked, okay. I just spent years away trying to get my shit together because I thought I was in love with my sister. I realize now that was nothing more than an infatuation that went horribly wrong.” Hope scoffs, but I’m not done.
“Then you walk in smelling like heaven, looking like sin, and tempting my beast to break out. I thought fate was fucking with me.” Hope pushes her plate away before standing up.
“So let me get this straight, last night at the bar you knew I was this mate thing, and you still were a dick to me. Well, let me just swoon right into your arms now, since you’ve figured your shit out.” Cole chuckles from the sink, and I can’t help smiling at her attitude. I am not going to be bored with her that is for sure. Standing up and I put my hands out trying to placate her.
“Last night after I left your room, I realized that what I’d felt, what I thought I felt for her, was nothing compared to what I already felt for you. I called Rooster for help to unfuck my fuck up with you.” I look at her pleadingly, hoping we can move past my fuck up and get on with the fucking. Okay, maybe not move right into the fucking, but at least into the touching realm.
“I don’t think you can unfuck this fuck up, Brody.” She says sadly while looking down at her feet. No, I wouldn’t accept that. Moving quickly, I trap her against the wall, our body’s almost touching. The beast wants me to mark her, he is growling to get out.
“I won’t accept that. I can’t accept that. Please, Hope let me try. I know you feel it, this link between my soul and yours. Just give me a chance to make it up to you.” I’d get on my fucking knees, crawl across broken glass, anything she fucking demanded to get a second chance with her. If she says no, I don’t know what my beast will do, let alone what I will do. Fate has decided she is mine, and I’ll be damned if I let her walk out of my life.
“Don’t Brody, please just don’t.” Her breathing is picking up, her scent changing from annoyed to arousal. The beast inside lets out a satisfied rumble as I lean in, breathing deeply inhaling her scent. Her eyes get as wide as saucers as her scent increases about tenfold. Fuck, she smells good enough to eat, which is exactly what the beast and I want to do.
“Don’t what, Hope, don’t do this.” Leaning in, I slowly my nose against the base of her throat all the way up to her ear. Sucking her ear lobe into my mouth, giving it a little nip with my teeth. I am barely aware of Cole and my dad leaving the house as the door slammed behind them.
“Brody.” She groans out as she leans into my body, her breasts skating across my chest. I can feel her nipples poking through her bra. They are hard little peaks begging for attention.
“What baby? Is there something you wanted me to stop?” I don’t give her time to defog her brain as I slip my hand around her back and pull her flush against my body before dipping my lips to hers. Holy fucking shit, the taste of her lips is like coming home after a long day. I’m fucking home with this woman. No matter where she is, I know she is my home now.
Running my hand up her body, I tweak her nipples through her shirt, causing her to gasp. I take the opportunity to delve into her mouth with my tongue and it’s even fucking better than her lips. Her moan of approval spurs me on. Gripping the back of her thighs, I hoist her up into my arms and start carrying her to my room. Her legs instinctively wrap around my waist, and she doesn’t even break our kiss. Fuck, I want to kiss every part of her body, taste every fucking inch of her silky skin. As we make it into my bedroom, Hope begins rocking against my cock for friction. Laying her down on the bed, she grumbles at the loss of contact.
“Don’t worry baby, I’m about to take care of that hunger.” Yanking my shirt over my head, I toss it behind me somewhere and reach for her jeans. Her jeans hug her hips, and we both have to wiggle her out of them. Holy fucking sweetness, I’m going to hell. She’s wearing the cutest pair of plain white panties I’ve ever seen, and I can see her arousal soaking through the fabric.
“Sorry, they’re not something sexier.” She blushes while trying to use her hands to cover her perfect white panties. Fuck, does she not realize how fucking sexy she looks to me right this very second.
“Oh baby, I’m going to show you how wrong you are. They are sexy as fuck, and I’m going to straight to hell for all the dirty filthy things I want to do you.” My dick feels like it’s about to burst out the seams of my jeans if I don’t release it from captivity. Before I can reach for the button on my jeans, Hope turns the tables on me and starts dragging her shirt up her body.
I’m transfixed, hypnotized, as I watch her reveal the rest of her delectable body. It’s taking everything in me to keep my ass under control and not charge her. Her breasts were barely contained in a white cotton bra with a simple little lace at the top of the cups. So, fucking pure, laying there like an offering to be sacrificed. My animal growls in satisfaction, he is ready to claim our mate and so am I.
“Fuck baby, do you have any idea how god damn sexy you look right now?” I can’t keep my cock locked up any longer. Flicking the button on my jeans, I shimmied out of them, leaving me in nothing but my boxers. The head of my cock pokes out of the flap and Hope’s eyes looks like they might pop out of their sockets. She looks a little hesitant for the first time since we began our little dance.
“That’s not going to fit, nope this was a bad idea. You will break me in two with that thing. I’m not dying for dick. Maybe after I’ve had someone else you can use that thing on me, but not for my first time.” As soon as she says someone else, my animal growls in anger. Holy shit, she is a virgin.
“Baby, please don’t ever talk about someone else; the beast doesn’t like it and neither do I, you’re mine. What’s mine stays mine, and I don’t fucking share. I promise it will fit; it will fit so good like a fucking glove.” She doesn’t look convinced. I have to get her to relax again so I start kissing her all over starting with her neck. She starts arching into my lips, a whimper on her lips.
