Bonus Chapter 2 Happy Halloween (🌶️ 18+)

*Warning: Mature Content. For 18+ Readers Only*

(**Parker’s POV**)

I watch as Rayne mingles with our patrons as the party gets back into the lively spirit. All I can think about is getting her somewhere that no one will hear her scream my name as I peel that dress off her body and do all the wicked things going through my head. I know that I will have to wait because she will want to go find her father to see if he is ok. My heart breaks knowing the pain Edmund suffered when Mia was murdered.

That performance between Edmund and Argyle was unexpected. I know both of their history, neither of them has had a good outcome with their mates. Argyle has only told me a little about Lillian. That was shortly after Jazmine was revealed to be his second chance mate. I feel that he should give her a chance to be his mate. Living with Lillian’s ghost all these years has turned him into a shell on auto pilot cruising through life.

To get my mind off Rayne, I stand to go find Argyle. I know the one place he is most likely to be, the roof where I land after my night flights. I tell Lynn that I will be back later, then make my way towards the back of the bar to the stairs that lead to our offices. As I exit onto the roof, I can see Argyle’s back from the doorway. He is facing the back parking lot, staring down at something with a frown on his face.

I walk over to stand next to him, looking down to see what he is staring at. Jazmine is sitting on the edge of the parking lot talking to Monroe. There is too much chatter going on out on the patio for me to pick up their conversation, but from the look on Argyle’s face he isn’t having any trouble. He looks pissed.

“Are you mad that she is out there or are you mad that she is out there with another man?” I ask him.

Argyle whips his head in my direction and his eyes have turned blood red instead of their normal blue. Well, fuck. His inner demon is in control. He hissed at me, then closed his eyes as he takes a few deep breaths to calm down. When he opened his eyes, they were back to their normal color. Argyle then looked back to where Jazmine was, a frown replaced to angry glare from moments before.

“I do not want that woman at all. Monroe can have her for all I care” Argyle hissed.

I look down to see that Jazmine and Monroe have disappeared from where they were. I can’t find their scents among the crowd below. I turn back to Argyle, but he too has vanished. Is he going after them? If he is, then I hope it is for the right reasons. Monroe is a good man and does not deserve to be caught up in a mate bond jealousy issue. Because despite all Argyle’s protesting, I have learned through Rayne, that even an unwanted bond still has its pull.

Rayne finally told me about the dream she had the night after Sebastion showed up at the bar. The sensual pull he had on her through the dream and how real it felt when she woke up. Had she told me about it then, I know I would have been hurt, angry, and jealous that Sebastion had that kind of power over her. Through her dreams was the only way he could affect her.

Her telling me now that we are mated made me angry that she kept it from me then, but I understand why she did. Sebastion has no power over her now. Their bond is broken, and she is my mate now. That fact still shocks me every day. Why was I chosen as her second chance mate? Did the Moon Goddess pair us together as a way of giving Rayne what she desired?

Part of me thinks it was a reward for standing by Rayne’s side through everything after I met her. For having her back through all her struggles. For holding her up instead of letting her fall. For helping to mend her broken spirit after all that she lived through. Then for loving her deeply for who Rayne is above all else.

I look up at the moon glowing in the night like a beacon to my thoughts. I send up yet another thank you prayer before I turn to head back downstairs to find the very woman that has dominated my thoughts, body, and heart. My mate. The very woman who I will do everything to show her how much I love her.

(**Rayne’s POV**)

I haven’t been able to find my father, Argyle, or Jazmine since all three of them left the bar area. I know that there is a shit storm of emotional baggage that they each need to deal with before they can move forward. I am not going near that shit show between Argyle and Jazmine. I have had enough of that with my own issues when Sebastion showed up.

For me, it all turned out just how I wanted it. For them, I don’t see an ending either of them want. The Moon Goddess is a fickle Goddess, so who knows what she has planned for them. The only thing I will do is wait to see what happens. I turn back to the crowd as a glass shatters, followed by an angry roar from the corner near the front door.

Two werebears have decided now is the time to start a fight. Fantastic. What is a night in a bar without a fight? A boring one according to my guests most days. Lucky for Shadows Retreat, most of our patrons are peaceful, except on poker night. Who knew high stakes poker was such a thrilling event? I sure didn’t.

“Spencer has it under control,” Parker said as he stepped up behind me. He wrapped his arm around me as he pulled me back against him.

“Where did you go off to?” I asked him as I leaned into him.

“I wanted to see if I could talk to Argyle. I know from bits and pieces he has shared with me about Lillian. I just wanted to see if I could calm him down.” Parker replied. One of his hands idly ran up and down my arm.

“Did it help?” I ask.

“I never really had the chance. He was very focused and listening to whatever conversation Jazmine was having with Monroe in the back parking lot. Then they left and so did he.” Parker gave a small shrug when he recounted what happened on the roof.

“Monroe? Interesting. I didn’t think he would show up tonight,” I say as I watch Spencer and Malcolm move the werebears outside.

“I think he was just calming her down, but either way that isn’t my concern at the moment,” Parker replies. He bends low to kiss me softly on my neck.

“Oh, what is your concern at the moment?” I ask him as I turn around in his arms to face him.

“Finding a nice dark place to take you. I want to peel that dress off you slowly, kissing every inch of your body as I do,” Parker whispers.

We are in a room full of supernatural creatures of all kinds, all of which have a heightened sense of hearing, so the chuckles I heard after he said that made me smack him.

*You could have just told me that through the mate link, Parker!* I yell at him through our link.

“Yes, but that would have been no fun,” He says out loud.

“Keep that up and you will have to wait until we get home later. Oh wait, we can’t later. We have a house full of guests,” I say with a giggle as I twist out of his arms and make a dash towards the kitchen.

I enter the kitchen and walk to the space between two shelves that hides the door to the safe rooms. As I press the brick in that will open the door, I hear Parker enter the kitchen behind me. The smell of his arousal is thick in the air, making things low in my body tighten as I can feel his heat coming closer to me. The anticipation of having him all to myself for the first time in days caused my libido to jump.

“You are a vixen, my love,” Parker tells me as he stops behind me.

One of his hands goes to my hip to pull me back against him, letting me feel just how ready he is, as I press my ass against him. The door slides back into the wall and I waste no time waiting for it to open all the way. I squeeze through the gap to dash down the stairs. The minute I enter the little living room area, all the overhead lights come on.

Parker comes down the stairs, then turns to the control panel on the wall to close the door above. When he is done, he turns to me with a predatory look that makes my heart beat faster. On any other man, that look would make me afraid, but on Parker it makes my body thrum with excitement. This man knows how to play my body like a finely tuned instrument. I love every second.

“I would very much like you to place both your hands on the bar for me,” Parker said as he pointed to the small bar in the room's corner.

I walk to it slowly, my eyes staying in his until I get to the bar, then I turn away and do as he requested.

“Now, spread your feet apart for me, then pop that ass of yours out for me,” Parker tells me.

His request has heat pooling low in my belly. I do as he tells me, then I flick a glance at him from over my shoulder. Parker has taken off the sheath for his cutlass and removed his shirt. I feel like drooling as his hard six-pack abs and v-line are on display for me. I can see the hard ridge of his erection through the tight cotton trousers. If I were not following his requests, I would be on him like there was on tomorrow. I want very much to eat him alive right now.

“Goddess help me, you have an amazing ass, Rayne.” Parker walks towards me. His eyes have gone shades darker as his lust is taking over.

All I can do is stare at him as he slowly walks up behind me. I swear to the Moon Goddess that if he doesn’t put his hand on my body soon, I very well may go up in flames. I can feel the wetness in my panties moisten my folds as I stare into his eyes. I am burning up and he is the only way to quench my flames.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I feel one of his hands on my outer thigh, then the other reaches in front of me to stroke one of my breasts. I don’t stop the moan that escapes my mouth at the contact. “Parker,” I whimper his name as I am swamped with need for him.

“I love it when you whimper my name,” He says as he leans in to move my hair off my neck.

With one hand, he lifts the back part of my dress to reveal my ass to his view. A low growl lets me know he approves of the red lace thong I am wearing. Parker brings his other hand around to slide down to cup my soaking wet folds through the lace, then with a hard pull he rips the lace from my body. Before I can cry out in protest of the ruined lace, his hand goes back to my wetness, causing me to moan loudly at the contact.

“You like that, do ya? Then I am going to need you to hold on to the bar for me,” Parker whispers in my ear.

My breath hitches as he slips one finger inside while his thumb swirls over my magic bean, I let out a groan when he removes his hand. Then a moment later he latches onto my mate mark with his teeth right before he slides his throbbing erection inside me. The combination of the sparks from the touch of his skin on mine, his teeth in my neck and him entering my body, sends me straight to orgasm.

“Holy fuck, Rayne,” Parker groans as my walls tighten around him.

As the waves of pleasure fade to ripples, he thrusts, causing me to grip the bar tight. He holds nothing back as he pounds into me from behind. My beast of a lover is out fully and I am going to enjoy it. Parker has many sides to him when it comes to sex. He can be a slow, tender, passionate lover. Sometimes he can be a quick paced lover. Then there are times like right now where he is a full-on beast.

One of his hands grips my hair, while the other is holding my hip tightly as he thrusts forward. I will have some bruises later, but I will heal and he knows it. I do not mind the bruises at all. All I want to feel is him. All I care about are the moans of pleasure coming from him as he loses himself in me.

Hours later, we are laying on the enormous bed in the second bedroom. It took two more rounds of steamy sex before we made it to the bedroom. The dress was a big turn on for him, so he kept it on me the third time as I rode him on the couch after getting him naked. Then Parker was true to his word and peeled me out of my dress slowly.

My entire body is loose and still tingling from the fourth round of sex. Parker had caressed, kissed, and licked every inch of my body. When he was done with that, he became my passionate lover again. Making love to me slowly, building the pleasure up, then letting it spin out of control. The only sounds in the room were our soft moans, the whisper of silk bedsheets as we moved in a lover’s dance across the bed, and the quiet sighs of each other’s names.

Parker has both arms around me as we lay on our sides, spoon fashion. I know we will go back to the party soon, but for me, this was the best Halloween party I could have asked for. A party of two lovers escaping from obligations and dangerous times ahead. I will take every stolen moment with my mate that I can get. The diamond ring on my left hand sparkles as I hold my hand up to the light. He slipped it on my finger while he was still making love to me. My answer was a yes. I will be his bride, his mate, and his lover for the rest of our lives.

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**Author’s Note**

These two bonus chapters are for the AnyStories Halloween event. I wanted to add more to Rayne and Parker’s story and bring more of the characters together again. They will all be in the rest of the series, but why not bring them together for a Halloween party? Not everything in these chapters will bleed over into the series, but some of it may for Argyle and Jazmine’s story.

You may notice that I have written both bonus chapters in the first-person point of view. I hope to one day rewrite the entire book this way and release it again, but for now the book stays as it is.

Hope you enjoy.