Fated Hearts(In Deep Editing)

Chapter Thirteen

***MATURE CONTENT***

Aubrey's POV

Ringing sounds in my ears. Jason is yelling things at me, a towel is pressed into my hands for me to put pressure on Annie's wound. It felt as if everything were in slow motion, until suddenly it all sped up to normal.

"Fuck! I should have secured the place first! I'm so sorry, Annie." Jason looked down right dangerous. He glanced out of windows, gun drawn. Annie was still beside me on the ground. She smiled up at me, trying to sit up. "Jesus, Annie, what are you doing? Lay back down right now the men are on their way, right?" I say glancing at Jason. He nods silently, still glancing out of the window sternly.

"Aubs, look, it went right through my shoulder I'm fine." Annie tried to pry my hands away from her wound, and in the end was too strong for me. She pulled the clothe away from her shoulder to inspect herself. There, on her right shoulder was a bloody mess of skin no larger than a penny. The skin around it looked almost scabbed over. "We Supers are hard to kill, hon."

I nodded silently, listening to two sets of feet running up my stairs, followed by whats left of the front door banging against the wall. Blaine emerges through the kitchen door first, eyes only for Annie. He embraces her tightly, obviously panicked for his hurt mate. He growls, turning his head sharply toward me. His eyes were black, looking as if I were the sole reason for what just happened.

Kane grabs my hand, pulling me away from the Alpha, to stand in front of me. A gun being cocked next to me, startles my attention towards Jason, his gun barrel aimed at Blaine. "This baby is loaded with silver, mutt. One hair on Aubrey's head is harmed and I'll unload this entire clip into your skull." Annie grabs Blaine's hand. "It wasn't her fault, love. Come back to me."

Blaine takes a deep breathe, leaning toward Annie, who in return strokes his back comfortingly. When he is collected, he takes Annie's face in his hands gently. "Whatever you want to do we'll try. When I felt your pain, all I could think about was our fight. I'm so sorry, love. Whatever you want you can have it, as long as you're happy." They kissed sweetly, embracing each other. "If I knew getting shot would get through to you I would have done that sooner!" Annie giggled. Blaine wasn't amused, he looked a little distraught still.

"So a human bullet." Jason states quietly, bringing us back to the problem at hand. "How do we know what kind of bullet it was?" I ask tentatively. "A silver bullet would have killed me. It doesn't matter that I was shot in the shoulder. Its poison to us. Every Super knows this. For it to have done minimal damage at all, not to mention I'm still breathing, means a human shot me. I think your Chris has gotten desperate." Annie's face is drawn into a scowl.

Jason snorts, leaning against the kitchen counter. "Or whoever it was, wasn't trying to kill anyone, but send a message."

I shake my head, willing the tears to go away. I silently make my way to my couch to sit. Numbly I am aware of Kane bidding goodbye to everyone, including Jason. "Marcus will show you to the spare room in the shop. I'll call you in the morning."

Quiet. My head is in my hands. Why won't he leave me alone? Its been months now, why can't he just let me go? Large fingers massage my scalp, down to my neck, to massage my shoulders. I relax into my mates touch, letting him calm my fears without having to say anything.

This man is so good for me. He's become my rock somehow, my safe place. My world. I realized vaguely then that it could have been me that had gotten shot tonight. I have no healing abilities of a Were. But if I died without giving myself fully to my mate? My chest tightens at the thought that I might not have ever seen him again. "Kane?"

"Yes, angel?" I take a deep breathe, then still one of his hands on my shoulder with one of my own. "Will you mark me?" He snatches his hands from me. Moving to stand near the bed, his fingers in his hair. He's like that for a couple minutes, just standing there breathing in deep breathes. "Kane?" Suddenly he snarls, startling me and then I'm over a shoulder. "What the-?" He says something in muttered growls I don't catch, before dumping me on the bed.

My head spins as his weight covers me, his hands pinning my own over my head to the mattress. Letting one hand hold my wrists gently, but firmly, he takes his free hand to cup my cheek. "This isn't how claiming you was supposed to go, dammit! I don't want to scare you and I sure as fuck don't want you hurt." I hold a smile back by pressing my lips together. "How did you imagine this then?" Kane claims my lips softly. His soft lips barely brushing mine, yet having the same affect on me as any other kiss would.

I feel high and grounded at the same time. Euphoric. His kisses trail to my cheeks, my nose, my eyelids so softly I barely feel his lips brush my skin. "Once you agreed to the claiming I would have planned everything to a T. Flowers on the bed and a candle lit dinner. I want you to look back on the night of a claiming and smile." He pauses to leave kisses across my chest next, making my heart skitter. "I can't claim you tonight, angel. Let me prepare for you." As soon as his hands losen from me I'm pushing Kane's large frame over on his back.

I roll with him to straddle his hips, causing a loud growl from my viking. I sit up pushing my rear against his stiff member. "Please, Kane." I should feel embarrassed about practically begging but I'm too turned on to care. He groans sitting up, his lips find my neck, then my lips. This kiss is not gentle, its demanding and hard. I feel myself soak through my jeans as I grind on my mate erection.

I pull away to see Kane's face, cupping his cheeks in my hands. His eyes are much darker, his canines descended. He looks like a Norse god. "I don't want to hurt you Aubrey." Oh for goodness sakes! "Kane I swear if you don't fuck and claim me now I'm going to kick you out." A shredding sound filled the air after I blurted that out. One look down told why. My shirt that Kane was clutching was now in two separate pieces leaving only my bra. My jaw drops and I look at Kane incredulously.

He only rolls us for him to be crouched over me again. He kisses my lips, hands in my hair once more. One hand reaches down to cup my breast, then rip my bra away. I gasp as his lips find my hardened nipple, sucking and biting. I tangle my finger in his hair, pulling slightly. He growls, biting my nipple playfully. My giggle turns to a low moan as he rips my jeans and panties off of me, to place his face in between my legs. His tongue circles my sensitive bud, making my legs shake. "Fuck, Aubrey, I'm not gonna last baby." How can one sentence bring me to the edge of orgasm so fast? One large finger pushes inside and my world is shattered in ecstasy.

I groan Kane's name as wave after wave crashes over me. It takes me a second to feel kisses softly making their way up my body. I squirm under him, needing him inside me now. Kane takes a nipple in his mouth once more before he plunges into me. I cry out at the intrusion, making Kane shudder to a halt. "Are you okay, angel?" I wink up at him. "I think you've gotten bigger, love." He trails his nose along my neck breathing in. "I'll explain later. Should I-" I knew he was going to ask if we should stop, and the answer is hell no. I dig my fingers in his back, pulling him further into me.

Kane snarls loudly, his large hands pulling my hair harshly back making me cry out. He covers my cry of pain with a punishing kiss as he starts a hard rhythm of his hips. He's been holding out on me! He breaks away from the kiss to the place one on the right side of my neck where it meets my shoulder. The pummel of his hips became faster and stronger, his hold me tightening, I know he's close. Kane growls low, groping at my flesh harshly, making me cry out in ecstasy as I come hard around him. I bite his arm to keep from being any louder than I was.

That one soft bite must have tripped some trigger in my viking, because he plunged his canines into my neck, never letting up on pushing into me hard. I come again, crying out my mates name. He releases my neck letting out a roar of his release.

Racing heart beats, harsh breathes and softly spoken words of adoration were the only sounds filling my loft. We spent the rest of the night in each others arms. Talking, laughing and making love.

Little did we know it would be quite a while after that, that there would be any sort of peace and safety again for a long time.