Night of the Ball - Quickie in a car - 9

Aubrianne Ivanov

Meanwhile, Zayne suddenly wanted to remove any trace of that wolf from her. His mind was racing, and Aragorn was pacing, wanting his mate.

He wished to scorch himself into her memory to help her forget that dude.

He found his behavior also rather strange, but then again, no one. No, no other had even come close to doing these things to him without even trying.

Here he was suddenly like a crazed possessive wolf. Aragorn was eager to claim what was his, and so was Zayne.

But Zayne would never make such a move on his mate, he would respect her, and he had already resigned to her pace.

"STOP THE CAR." Aubrianne suddenly yelled, unable to take it. Her body was on fire. The heat was too much, and the dress was suddenly too tight.

Her skin was hot, yearning for his touch. It ached with want and need to feel those tingles, her core felt warm and moist, and her bud throbbed.

At Aubrianne's words, Zayne slammed the brakes. One hand stretched out protectively towards her.

The vehicle stopped, and he put it in the park and looked at his mate incredulously, wondering what now. However, their eyes locked.

And they changed colors; her brown was now blue, and his blue was now fire and ice flecks.

Their wolves were out, and he saw the raw passion and desire blazing in the depths of her eyes.

Aubrianne's eyes slid to his lips, and she took a quick air intake as she lost herself in her mate's gaze.

Zayne's snipper eyes watched her every moment, even when her luscious lips parted slightly.

Well, that was it. The world stopped, and at the same time, Aubrianne and Zayne moved toward each other with a need and strong desire to lose themselves in each other.

Magic erupted, and their lips ignited, tasting and needing more. They moved in sync as they kissed, grabbed, and touched each other, wanting to do everything all at once.

Zayne's hands reached for the back of her neck and held her there gently. At the same time, Aubrianne's hands gripped the hair at the nape of his neck, holding on.

They angled their heads and melded perfectly into the most precious kiss as their tongues danced in pores raising and earth-shattering melodies.

Meshing perfectly together, fireworks, there were fireworks going off behind their eyelids. Their skin erupted in a flurry of tingles, and sweet sensations ran through their bodies as they hungrily kissed.

The atmosphere was a mixture of passion, lust, desire, love, need, want, and hunger, in which Zayne and Aubrianne were lost to the world.

Zayne and Aubrianne relished the feeling of oneness, allowing themselves freedom to explore.

Zayne's hands slid down and grabbed her waist. Wanting to pull her into him, he squeezed and elicited a moan from Aubrianne's lips into the kiss as he groaned as if in pain.

His manhood was stiff in these jeans and bursting at the seams to be released.

His hands moved away from her waist, and he broke the kiss. They eyed each other hungrily, then Zayne's eyes slid to her gorgeous, sexy, pulsing neck, daring him to mark her.

He went in, gently tilted her neck, and nibbled, peppering a mixture of soft kisses with rough nibbling and sucking.

Zayne was close to marking her and claiming her as his. He grazed her delicate creamy skin with his canine.

Aubrianne moaned again, euphoria; what was this? Her pores stood on end as more of that delightful sensation washed over her as he nibbled on that spot on her neck.

Drowning her in the ocean of passion.

Her heart raced as she slid her palms down his chest. Aubrianne moaned again as she outlined his sexy eight-pack.

Her core continues to clench in anticipation and excitement.

She pushed him back and sliced through his or Ron's jersey with her sharp elongated fingernail that was not a fingernail anymore; it was a claw.

She spread the jersey wide open and took the time to drink him in hungrily.

Aubrianne's ravenous, lust-filled gaze swept across his chest and down to the tip of his pants. She snatched him again, fingers locking behind his neck, and as their lips touched again, more erotic sensual tingles racked their form.

When suddenly, Zayne was shaken out of his lustful, desire-filled haze. No, this was not what he wanted for his mate. No, not some quickie in a car.

Don't get him wrong. They would be doing the deed in cars plenty, anywhere for that matter, he was sure, but their first? No, not in a car.

He pulled away, panting heavily, his eyes switching back and forth between his and his wolf's. He steadied his breathing. All the veins on his neck were protruding, and his jaw was tight.

While Aubrianne stared like a wounded kitten at the loss of his touch, he reached and gently stroked her cheeks, sending off pleasant warm tingles when he stroked her.

He whispered, his eyes blazing with heat, love, desire, and lust.

A complete contradiction to what he was about to say. "Not like this, my love."

Before Aubrianne could protest, the sound of sirens blaring cut through the night, causing the pair's heads to snap and take in their surroundings.

A fleet of police cars swarmed them. Looking around, there could be about five vehicles, three in front and two behind.

Police officers stood outside of their vehicle, weapons drawn.

"Stand down. You are surrounded. Release the girl," One officer spoke through a speaker. And suddenly, Aubrianne burst out in laughter while Zayne watched her incredulously.

Was she laughing at a time like this?

In a voice of urgency, Zayne explained that he might be arrested, not for kidnapping her but for breaking in. He was flagged at the airport, and he escaped into TL.

There was a manhunt on for him. Aubrianne looked at her mate, unblinking, Goddess. She wanted to throw herself at him again.

He escaped the airport. He is such a badass! She was turned on; as a matter of fact, she felt as if anything he did would turn her on.

It was ridiculous.

"Ok," she said. Aubrianne looked at the police officers, all out of their vehicles, surrounding them, and weapons pointing, demanding she was released.

But they would take her mate away, and she knew her father could clear all this up. Aubrianne focused on each of their weapons, 'tmem eht pti,' she commanded and hoped it worked.

Meaning, 'melt the tip,' something simple. Aubrianne was not about to try and show off as she was yet to be fully capable. Only minor things she can accomplish.

Plus, she wanted to avoid taking significant risks, which backfired.

When the police officers looked at their weapons in confusion, "DRIVE." She yelled. And you did not have to tell Zayne twice.

He was observing her and followed her train of sight, so he knew what was happening. His mate had magic too.

He immediately took the car off the park, slammed on the gas, and rammed into the vehicle directly in front of them. A few officers dove out of the way.

"Drive straight to the manor. Don't stop. My father will take care of this," Aubrianne declared. Aubrianne then quickly calculated who was best to assist.

Zayne nodded and continued to speed down the road in this honda accord.

Indeed, she could easily reach Shawn, Jada, or Daniel as they were imprinted on her.

She tried to focus on her senses, just as she'd done a couple of times when she practiced with Jada.

Aubrianne needed to know what the manor was like and inform them that she was ok, and let her father know she was returning and that her mate had saved her.

She decided to reach Jada and Shawn while Zayne observed her and focused on the road.

Zayne was again amazed by his mate, this time coming to his rescue like that. However, he did not get much time to dwell on it.

Because it did not take long for cops' cars to trail behind them, and things rapidly turned into a high-speed chase.

Aubrianne focused her senses amid the loud sirens blaring, the vehicle swerving, and the cop with the speaker shouting and demanding they stop.

Nevertheless, she tuned it all out and called on Jada and Shawn.

"Oh, thank Goddess,' Jada all but shouted into the connection, breathing a sigh of relief; at the same time, Shawn breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly, "Are you ok?"

'Yes, yes, I am ok, but right now, I need help.' Aubrianne thought of where to start...