Marked (The Recruits: Book One)

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them without a town’s lights masking it all. This was peaceful, she decided, the most peaceful she’d felt in weeks. The most peaceful she’d felt with Jake…ever. Turning to her side, she snuggled against his broad chest and laid her right hand on his stomach.
    His hand lifted to smooth down her hair, his face pensive as he laid there with his ankles crossed. A faint breeze brushed over their sweaty bodies, goosebumps appearing in its wake. It shook him awake and he said, “We should get back inside.”
    “I know,” she replied, but didn’t make a move.
    He didn’t either, and so they stayed like this, silence stretching between them. It wasn’t unpleasant however. It was almost as if they didn’t have to talk to understand they needed this moment in their lives. Today was a start for the both of them: for Faye in her new surroundings, and for Jake in his new role as Mated First Man.
    “Jake?” He grunted something unintelligible in reply. “What will I do all day long? I can’t just stay in the house. I’m not made to be a housewife, you know.”
    “Sofia will be there.”
    “True.” She paused. “And she’s really nice, but…I need something to do. Can I find a job, do you think?”
    He frowned. “I don’t know, Faye. I’m not sure that my Mate should work. It wouldn’t be the right image.”
    “What did the previous Mate do?”
    “She took care of her children. She made sure everyone in the community was happy. She visited other families, other mates. I don’t know. My mother was always busy, it seemed like.”
    “Your mother?” She moved onto her elbow so she could look at his face. “Your mother was the previous Mate? So, that means your dad was the previous First Man, right?”
    He nodded. “It’s a position you inherit. Hence why I need to prove myself all the time.”
    Why hadn’t he told her all that before? “That’s a lot of pressure.”
    He shrugged and sat up. “I’m used to it. Okay, enough talking. Get on your hands and knees,” he ordered, his hands already grabbing hers to pull her up.
    She went with it willingly, her pussy still pulsing from his earlier caresses. She hadn’t come yet, and she needed it. And yet, she couldn’t help but think that he was using sex to shut her up. Again. There were things he’d left unsaid all these weeks, things she was sure she should know. She should really be stopping him, force him to talk to her.
    Her fingers curled into the soft grass when he palmed her butt and widened her stance. Her legs opened just enough for him to settle in between them. A callused fingertip traced her cleft, the touch lingering on her rose, the puckered skin crinkling in reaction. Faye moaned and wriggled her hips, silently asking for more. She forgot about what she’d been thinking, letting him win once more.
     
    “What do you want, pet?” Jake murmured, his attention focused on her.
    “Fuck me. Please, Jake, just fuck me.”
    “What if I want to do something else first?”
    Her head lowered, her eyes closing as his finger drew down and bumped into her clit. “Anything, Master.”
    “I can do anything?” he asked, as if her confirmation mattered. They both knew she would never deny him.
    “Yes, Master. Please?”
 
    * * * *
     
    Jake’s cock hardened at the sight of his Mate offering herself to him.
    She was perfect for him. She might not be like his past conquests, the models and professional groupies he’d gone for, to the despair of his parents; but she was his. He remembered his father’s last speech to him: how he had to start looking deep inside him for what he really wanted in life; how he would need to raise up to the challenge of his succession, knowing people would be waiting for him to fall at every hurdle. And here he was. He’d finally arrived, the Mate he’d been looking for with him. Now all he had to do was get Chris to find someone for Sofia, and he’d have the family he’d been missing.
    He blinked, brought back to

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