Chapter 63

(**Rayne’s POV**)
*Mature content*

Rayne stands on the secluded beach watching the waves roll in from the sea. The beach house Parker rented for the occasion is tucked away from all the typical touristy locations on the island they are on. She has always wished to travel to Hawaii, but there was never a reason or a time. For their honeymoon Parker rented a yacht, a secluded gated home with its own private beach, and a helicopter tour of the island of Maui.

If she had nothing else to work out in her life and all the wealth that she could ever think of, devoting the rest of her time traveling to look at all the beaches in the world would be her dream-life.

Glancing over her shoulder towards the house, a smile tugs at her lips as she recalls the experiences of last night. Parker had taken her in numerous positions all over the deck, on a lounge chair at the bottom of the stairs, and on a blanket right here where she stands. Waking up to the music of the waves of the ocean on a blanket right on the beach was something they would have to do more regularly at home. Waking up alone and exposed was something she didn’t appreciate at all, but the sight of the sea calmed her.

“Damn, you woke up before I could get back out here, and why do you have to impair my view with the blanket?”

The sound of Parker’s voice and the fresh scent of coffee make her turn to face him. He put on clothes so she arched her brow at him, “I could say the same for you with those clothes.”

“I had to run to the local store to get coffee and bacon.”

“Parks, my love, we need to address this addiction you have.”

He places the coffee mugs in the sand next to their make-shift bed, then scoops her up in his arms to hold her bridal-style. His mouth going straight to her neck where his mark is, Teeth grazing her skin makes her shiver in delight and heat pooling instantly in her core. “The only thing I am addicted to is you.”

Leaning her head back, she looks him in the eyes. “You left me all alone out here. How are you going to make that up to me?”

“I brought coffee.”

“That is a start, but you will need to do better than that.”

“Oh, really now? I accept the challenge.” Before she can react, he spins around and tosses her onto the blankets causing the sheet she wrapped around her body to come open. His eyes darken with lust as he devours her exposed flesh.

Seeing the hungry look in his eyes, she moves her hands to the edges of the sheet to open it further. As he undresses, she glides her hands down her heated skin, starting at her full breasts, then her still flat stomach, until she reaches the apex of her thighs. The growl coming from him lets her know he enjoys watching her like this. Going one step further, she lets her legs fall open then slides her fingers into her wet folds.

“That is so fucking sexy. Keep touching yourself for me.” Parker growls at her as he removes his pants, the last piece of clothing covering his body.

She devours his body with her eyes as she slips a finger into her wetness for him. His six-pack abs, smooth hairless chest, and those sexy as hell tattoos make her fingers itch to touch him. Instead, she does as he asks and continues to touch herself while keeping her eyes locked on his. Slipping her finger inside her core, she moves it in and out as he palms his raging erection.

“Yes, stroke yourself for me, Parker.” She moans his name as the sight of him has her arousal spiking even higher.

Masturbation had never really been something she enjoyed, but having him watch her while she watched him was something altogether different. His eyes had gone a dark brown, almost black, as his inner beast came to the surface. Her breath came out in pants as she neared her release, but before she orgasmed, Parker drops to his knees between her spread legs.

“My turn,” he growls as he moves her hand out of the way.

The first flick of his tongue over her makes her back come up off the blanket and a moan tear from her lips. He uses one hand to hold her slick folds open while he uses the other hand to pleasure her. One finger then two sliding in and out of her as he teases her clit with his tongue and teeth. The orgasm she was building towards rips through her body as she lets out a strangled cry of ecstasy.

With a grin on his face, Parker moves his face away from her core, then situates his body firmly between her legs. “Open your yes, Rayne, I want to see them when I enter you.”

Her eyes flutter open at his husky command. Wrapping her legs around his waist and her hands fisted in the blanket, she waits for him to join his body with hers. He slides the head of his erection up and down her wetness, causing her to shiver in anticipation. Then in one swift thrust he buries himself fully within her.

“Oh, Parker, fuck!” she moans as he thrusts slowly.

After a few more thrusts, he leans down and wraps his arms under her body, then leans back on his heels with her legs still wrapped around his waist. Rayne brings her arms up to twine around his neck as he uses his hands on her waist to move her up and down over his erection. Soon she is moving her body over him as she rides out the storm of pleasure.

“Fuck, Rayne, you are driving me insane.” Parker moans her names as he falls back into the sand.

Moving her legs, she sits up over him and continues to ride him. One of his hands holds her hip while the other slides up her torso to cup one of her breasts. Letting her head fall back, she surrenders to the pleasure only he can give her. With her eyes closed, she gives over to all the emotions he brings out in her. Her mouth opens in a silent moan as she shatters.

Paker flips them over and pounds into her. The time for slow and sensual has ended. His primal side has taken over as he drives into her. Rayne rakes her nails down his back as he gives her another orgasm on the tail end of the previous one. His body falters for a moment before he takes both her hands and places them over her head, holding them there with one of his much larger ones.

Using his other hand, he takes one of her legs and throws it over his shoulder. He continues to fuck her hard and fast until with a strangled cry he moans her name. She screams his name as another orgasm rips through her body. Lowering his body to hers, Parker kisses the valley between her breasts before he removes himself from her body.

Flopping into the sand next to her, he tries to regain his breath. “No matter how many times we do that, I will never get enough of you.”

“I think you made up for making me wake up alone.”

“Oh, but I am not done with you.”

“You are until we get off this beach and shower. I think I have sand in places that I never want sand to be. Ever.”

With a laugh Paker kneels to scoop her up in his arms then he carries her towards the house. “You had me at shower.”

They spend the next several hours making love in the shower as they clean the sand of each other’s bodies. Then again, in the bedroom, as they were getting dressed to go shopping. The black floral printed dress Rayne picked out had him on his knees with one of her legs over his shoulder as he feed at her sex like a starving man. After giving her multiple orgasms, she returned the favor by taking him into her mouth until he spilled down her throat.

Temporarily sated with each other, they finally dress and leave the house. Walking into the nearby town would be easy, but Parker rented a cherry red Harley to drive around the island on. Hopping onto the back, she puts her helmet on, then wraps her arms around his waist. Normally she wouldn’t bother with a helmet but since they were in predominantly human territory, they both opted for helmets as to not drawn unwanted attention.

When they arrived in the small town, it was past two in the afternoon. The lunch crowd was filling the streets, sidewalks, and restaurants. The smell of too much perfume, cologne, and over ripe body odor filled the air, making Rayne wrinkle her nose. There was no need for perfume or cologne in supernatural societies. Each person had their own unique scent that attracted their mates. She laughed at the trivial nature of humans.
“Oh, look, they have a steakhouse. Want to go there for lunch?” Parker pointed to a building to their left as they walked.

“Steak sounds fantastic.”

The scents that assaulted their noses when they entered make Rayne sigh in contentment. All the different spices and side dishes called to her now rumbling stomach. The last time either of them ate was the night before. They were too consumed with each other to take a break for much of anything besides coffee and a shower. Though given when they did after today’s shower, it was probably a good idea to take another one when they returned to the beach house.

This time she would insist on showering alone.

The server that came to take their order eyes Parker like he is a piece of steak on a plate. The lust in her eyes causes a low growl to bubble up Rayne’s throat. Sandra, the lustful server, gave her a startled look, then scampers away after she took their order.

Parker suppresses a chuckle when she turns to glare at him. “Hey, that isn’t my fault. I am sexy as hell and can’t help it.”

“If she comes back drooling, I may have to smack her.”

“My love, I only have eyes for you. That woman doesn’t hold a candle to your beauty.”

Rayne smiles at him, “You are biased.”

“Damn right I am.” His nose flares as their steaks arrive.

This time their server slid their food on the table and scampered away without looking at Parker once. Good girl, she learned her lesson. They spent the rest of their lunch talking about the helicopter tour that is planned for the next day. After lunch they walk hand in hand along the sidewalk looking at street vendors or ducking into small shops.

With a bag in each hand, they walked back to the Harley. Rayne thought of something as they store their purchases in the saddle bags. In all the time they have known each other, this is the first time they have really been able to have time just for themselves. When they settled in Bodega Bay there was the diner, then the bar, then everything else came faster than they ever thought it would.

They have had plenty of time alone but never this much at once. Parker only made plans for the helicopter tour tomorrow, meaning the rest of their week would be up to them.

“Let’s go out on the boat after the tour tomorrow. Spend a few days out there,” Parker suggests as he climbs on the Harley.

Rayne imagined all the things they would do out there. They could swim in the ocean. Parker could fly in the sky free from human eyes. She could let Ruby out to play in the sun. It wasn’t the woods, but it was still nature. Then she could have her way with him right there on the deck of the boat. A smile tugs at her lips at the thought of having him naked under her while the boat rocks in the waves beneath them.

“What has made you so aroused?” Parker sniffs the air and turns to look at her.

Grabbing her helmet, Rayne gets on the Harley behind him, and wraps her arms around his waist. “Just thinking of all the things that we can do out there. All alone.”

“That got you all hot and bothered, huh?”

“Oh, yes, it did. Get us back to the house, Parker, and I will give you a hint of what I want to do with you on the boat.”

“Then hold on tight, my love, because I may break the speed limit to get us there.”

True to his word, Parker started the Harley and sped out of town. Rayne pinched his side hard halfway back to the house, making him pull off the road. Whispering in his ear what she wanted him to do as she slid her hand into his lap to cup his crotch. He started the Harley again and drove a bit further until they found a dirt road that led into thick trees.

Once they were out of sight of the road, he parks the Harley, pulls her off and has her back to the nearest tree. A struggle to get clothing out of the way is fast and short before he drives his erection into her. Primal sex, hard and fast, was what she wants. The need to feel him pump in and out of her as they hid in the trees drove her crazy.

Parker’s teeth pierced the mark on her neck as her body clenched around him. The orgasm rolled over her like a fire out of control as she sank her teeth into his mark. His body faltered for a moment before he slammed into her repeatedly, teeth still imbedded in flesh. The fire pumping through their blood consumes them. Everything came down to teeth and carnal pleasure as wave after wave of pleasure rolls through them both.
With a hoarse moan, Rayne removes her teeth from his neck and moans his name as her orgasm ripped through her. Parker’s orgasm follows right after. He buries his face in her neck, just breathing in her scent. His harsh, uneven breaths fan her neck as the air around them cools their bodies. He looks up at her, then cups her cheek. The wild love in his eyes makes her smile up at him.

“You, my love, are wild and I love it. I love you to the moon and back again.”

“I love you too, my wild man.”

Parker lowers her to the ground so they can set their clothes back in order. As they turned to walk back to the Harley, a twig snapping nearby had them both looking towards the sound. A man stood close to them with his eyes boring into Rayne’s. He looked like he saw a ghost as he stared at her. Then the name he spoke made her eyes go wide in shock.

Mia, her mother’s name.