Moonlight in California - Moonlight in California: The Pack - Moonlight in California: The Pack pt2

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Lynn slept until nightfall... and would have slept longer. But the door was opened and she blinked yawning. She was tired... really tired still. Blinking she looked up, unaware her towel had loosened and looking into the doorward was a really pissed looking Marcus. "A-alpha?" She asks sleepily looking up. She was confused and after having woken up from a sleep without dreams she was still tired from everything that had happened.

"Lynn, your dreaming, Marcus isn't here, go back to sleep." Dallas grumbled from the chair. The alpha had given him strict orders to wait until the morning to bring her back to the bar. She would speak with him, then he would deal with Dallas and Michael. He glanced over at her laying nude under the sheet, the fact she had been caged angered him more than anything. Had she not killed the little banger he would have sliced him open from nuts to neck.

Lynn sniffled softly and nodded her head. Curling up with a pillow this time she hid her face when more tears came to her eyes. She was a 24 year old collage culinary arts student. She had been making the dinners and breakfasts for everyone since she came. Violence and her didn't do well. This time her tears were silenced but her fears couldn't be quelled. She was glad it was just a dream though because if it was anything else she didn't know how she would handle it. She had been terrified by defying the rules and Micheal getting hurt and the possibility she might not get saved before something happened.

Dallas got up and moved to sit beside her and put a hand on her shoulder. "You aren't in trouble Lynn, Marcus wanted me to keep you away from the rest of the pack tonight until everything was taken care of. If anything he is happy you kept you calm through everything and will speak with you in the morning." Hoping the contact and him admitting that she wasn't in trouble would ease some of her anexity. "And don't worry about Michael, he was on his feet when I arrived at the construction site, just try to relax and not worry after while I will go get you something to eat.

Lynn from the moment of contact and his soothing words instantly curled up in his lap with the pillow still in her face. HEr entier upper body fit onto Dallas's large lap. Still shuddering and trembling lightly she was still afraid. Afraid about the guns... Marcus's possible anger, not to mention how much the rest of the pack would react to her letting herself get caught and chained up and put in a cage.

He was a little taken aback when she curled up to him, he hadn't thought much of sympathic feelings towards anyone for a long time. Dallas stroked her hair, hoping to calm her a little so she would go back to sleep. The others might act like she was stupid for being taken, but she wasn't like them. Lynn never should have been turned, she should be running a kitchen in some high priced eatery. That and she should be curling up in bed with a hedge fund operator, living a normal life.

It wasn't long before the soothing hand and heartbeat of Dallas had Lynn fast asleep again. His big hands warming and soothing her, his deep heartbeat repetative and calming her frayed nerves. She was relaxed and asleep now, comfertable and calmed. Still holding the pillow but loosely now and everything had gone away leaving behind the young woman sleeping from exhaustion and resting after a streinuous day. Her long blond hair smoothed down and covering Dallas's legs though a little staticky, her clothing rumpled already. But her face was peacefull and she had a hand full of Dallas's shirt accidently as well.

HE moved her around a little and laid beside her, he didn't mean for her to use him to calm herself. Pulling out his phone after it vibrated he listened to the voice mail. Marcus wanted them to eat in the morning then return to the bar. Judgement was waiting for him, and while she would not be punished, he might for changing before Marcus approved that course of action. As it was he hoped that Michael would be gone before they arrived, there was still going to be a stink between them.

In the morning Lynn awoke to being held by a much broader Body then Marcus. Smelling of Leather and comfort rather then Death and sex like Marcus. Dallas was holding her, arms around her waist, keeping her pinned up against him. She worried though if she smelt of him to strongly if Marcus would be angry. But she breathed evenly and relaxed against the hold. Laying her head against his chest and listening to his heartbeat again.

She smelled clean, more innocent than anyone had smelled to him in a long time. Opening his eyes a little he came to the notice she seemed more calm here with him. Lynn had a good hold of his shirt when she fell asleep, he had wrapped his arms about her waist. This was what he had tried to avoid, having any kind of feeling for any of the other pack members. If it had to be another female at least it was Lynn, she wasn't like the other two, and that made things a little easier.

Lynn smiled softly. "Good morning." She whispered softly not wanting to startle him but wanting to let him know she was awake. That she didn't mind how close they were in the least. She had no pains now on her body other then the pain in her chest from having killed a man. Even though he deserved it She had still done the deed and it scared her that she had done it and enjoyed it and liked the rush it gave her. She didn't want that in the least. She just wanted to cook. Maybe be a part of a family...

"Good morning, are you hungry? I was told we should eat before heading back." Dallas didn't really know what else to say to her at this time, it was all confusing. Normally with someone like her around him before turning, he'd have spent the night getting his rocks off. And be gone before the girl woke up, taking his bike and pointing it to the horizon. Now it wasn't so easy, Lynn and he belonged to Marcus and the pack.

"I am but... maybe... maybe eggs... just eggs." Lynn said before shuddering lightly and snuggling closer to Dallas. Even just thinking about steak or anything red right now made her want to feel ill. "But no fast food places please... I... I don't like them very much." Lynn said hiding her face in Dallas's chest. She could get out but she was waiting to be released. He was technically alpha to her and thus she couldn't do something unless ordered.

He moved his hand, so not holding her against him any longer and placed that hand on her shoulder. "There is a little diner about a mile south of here, I ready the menu from over there on the dresser. Looks like american fare nothing too pricey, but a good varity." It was the only thing he bothered looking at in the room, as it was almost the same as every other little motel. Marcus wasn't in his mind right now, making sure they both ate and were ready to go back to the bar.

"Okay that sounds good..."Lynn says softly not wanting to move but sitting up anyways. She tucked her hair down around her face knowing it must be a mess. "I'm going to the bathroom really quickly." She said with a slight smile before heading into the motel... maybe he'd let her shower... she wanted to shower. "Dallas... would you mind if I showered?" She asked through the door. Just in case. She felt... she felt dirty and like she was covered in that sticky blood. All over her chest and hands and throat and the top of her breasts.

"Go ahead, just don't expect me to scrub your back." he said as a tease as he rolled back over. His shower last night was enough for him and he would get a couple winks while he waited. Dallas wondered if Lynn had ever even struck another person before killing the gang banger. Her reaction seemed to say that she hadn't and the first one was always the worst. He could hear the shower come on and rolled facing away from the bathroom.

Lynn washed her hair first and got it settled before scrubbing herself down. When she reached her chest though the tears came back out and sobbing she continued to try and clean off the blood she swore she could still feel covering her skin. That nast horrible sticky warm... She kept scrubbing her skin was pink and she continued to heal otherwise she might be bleeding. But she continued to scrub as if she couldn't get it off.

After a longer time then one would need for a shower, Dallas got up and knocked at the bathroom door. "Lynn, are you alright?" he said loudly enough she could hear him. He really did not want to go in and see her naked, the males of the pack were only allowed to have sex if Marcus gave the ok. And considering the fact it had been awhile since alpha had given his second the nod, best not to push the issue. Michael was to blame for all of these problems, and one way or another Dallas would get him.

"Y-yes..." Came the hesitant reply of Lynn's she stopped scrubbing and got out drying off quickly and putting the clothes Dallas had gotten for her on again. Hoping he wouldn't notice how red her neck and arms were from her scrubbing. She opened the door and smiled. "I'm ready." She said with a faint smile having washed her face so the smell of the salt from her tears wouldn't be detected. "Sorry I took so long." She said softly her throat a little rough from her crying but she cleared it and smiled up at Dallas.

He nodded and led her out of the room and they went to the diner. The little waitress led them to a table in the back and seated them leaving menu's. "Order whatever you like Lynn, I have more than enough to cover the bill." he told her quietly. Dallas asked for coffee and started looking through it, looking up and smiling at her. It would take a little while for her to get back to normal, but she would.

"Just eggs and hashbrowns and some hot cocoa?" Lynn asked looking at Dallas. She didn't want any meat and she didn't want anything that reminded her of blood. Which limited a lot but she was fine with what she had ordered. She only hoped when they got back no one was angry at her. She worried about cooking again... working with raw meat again... Lynn went pale and then thought of the steak MArcus always liked and she went green.

Dallas reached across the table and took her hand, "Don't focus on that." he said quickly and forcefully. He ordered the sausage gravy and biscuits, home fries and toast and sent the waitress on her way. "Think of something more pleasant than what you were, say the other day when I let you roam the farmer's market." He kept ahold of her hand and his eyes on hers, anything to keep her from getting sick or upset again. He didn't want to say there was a friendship growing, but everyone needed someone to watch their back.

"The farmers market... yes... the freshness of everything... the vegetables... the spices... and fruit... Everyone everywhere the haggling and the smell of people all around with the food." Lynn closed her eyes and recreated it in her head before smiling softly at the memory. One of the few times she'd been let out, to a place she'd wanted to go. To a place she liked. Thanks to Dallas, Lynn opened her eyes again and nodded.

"Any time anything bothers you just focus on that." he said and let her hand go. They didn't sit long when the food arrived, it was all hot and felt good in their stomachs. Dallas probably had not had sausage gravy this good in a long while. "How's your food?" he asked wiping his mouth on a napkin and taking another sip. When he used to bring Caitlin out with him they'd always find somewhere that had home cooking, that's when Marcus would let her out with him.

"It was good... very good. We should probably head back... Marcus doesn't like to be cept waiting and I fear I've taken a lot of time already." Lynn says softly looking down at her lap trying hard to keep the image of the free market in her head. It was a much better vision then the other and she didn't want to continue to act like a wimp elsewise KRisty might try something and well... the rest of the pack wouldn't let her off either.

Dallas paid the bill and left a tip, then they got back on the bike and headed to the bar. As they roared up outside she could see none of the pack except Marcus was there. He put down his kickstand and let her get off before throwing his leg over and escorting her inside. Shelia was still there sitting at the bar having a beer. "Welcome back you two, Lynn, Marcus wants you upstairs now, Dallas have a seat he'll talk to you afterwards."

"Yes Sheila." Lynn said softly before hurrying upstairs. She didn't want to be in trouble but knew she might be but there was nothing for her to be able to do from preventing it. Marcus wanted to talk and she wasn't going to make him wait for her for much longer. So she hurried up the stairs and ever so gently knocked on the door to Marcus's Office. She hoped he wasn't in a bad mood today because he almost seemed like he would be what with her allowing herself to get caught and all.

"Enter Lynn." Marcus called after she knocked in his usual unhurried tone. He sat at the desk bundling some of the take money and dividing the rest out so each male had money for food and gas when not with him. The rest would be put into a bank account that he and Shelia could access. This wasn't how it was set until Caitlin left them, he had to make some changes. He looked up and gave her a small smile, "Take a seat Lynn and tell me what happened."

"Yes Marcus..." Lynn said softly as she sat down and nervously held her hands together on her lap. "I was with Micheal... and everything was going well until... these mexican men came up threatening him to move to a different location... When he said no they left but came back later in a white car... They started threatening to shoot and they were talking about silver and the best I could think of was to go with them and Micheal could call you and the pack... He was so close to changing I didn't know what else to do! So I went with them and they put a metal shackle around my leg and put me in a caged area with a couch... I had to listen to ehm bicker about waiting for the ransom money or using me before you came." She blushed at this point. "Then the lights went out and I thought you had all come for me and I heard screams and I was so scared I shifted and backed into a corner so I wouldn't be seen. The leader came in to get me as a bargaining chip and I just... I leapt and then he was just laying on the ground and there was blood al over my fur and in my mouth and..." Lynn was shaking her hands trembling as she remembered all this. "Then Dallas came in and took me away." She said softly closing her eyes trying to remember her happy place and not the feeling of blood on her skin.

"I believe what you tell me, Michael should have informed me about the trouble with the gang. And Dallas should have waited for us to arrive before taking things into his own hands. But, due to what the gang members were threatening, I can't be too mad at him. So, the others have cleaned up the warehouse and gotten rid of the bodies. The only question now is what I do to Michael and Dallas for disobeying the rules, what do you think is fitting for them?" Marcus got up and came over to take her hands in his and made her look in his eyes.

"Marcus... please don't punish Dallas harshly... I was so frightened... If he han't come when he did... I may not have held my strength and dignity like I did. Please without his help... I may have dishonored our pack. Alpha please... I was so scared!" Lynn says hands gripping his tightly, head to the side showing her neck even as she began to cry. She went to her knees from the chair and put her head on their joined hands. "I'm sorry. This is all my fault... if I knew how to handle myself..." Lynn said offering herself to be punished. In her eyes it was her fault. Micheal had gotten in trouble and so had Dallas all because of her.

Marcus knelt near her and raised her eyes to his, "Michael will be punished, it was not your fault for any of it. You will be rewarded for doing what you had to keep needless exposition of our family. The question is if I don't punish Dallas then I must reward him." Wiping away her tears he smiled again to reassure her that she was not in trouble. "How would you reward Dallas, you two have been close, would you prefer to enjoy one another, somewhere by yoursleves?"

"Close because you've asked me to keep an eye on him... If you wish for me to be his reward I'll do it... But... Marcus I... If not for me... Micheal wouldn't have been... so close to changing and Dallas wouldn't have had to rescue me!" Lynn says rubbing against his hand on her cheek. She felt guilty still and she didn't see it as punishment or a reward to be with Dallas. It would be different but... Any kind of reward for her was peace and time to get over what had happened. She doubted Marcus would give her that. She liked Dallas the most after Marcus of course out of all the men. Micheal wasn't so bad just kind of slow. "I will lay with Dallas for his reward... But I cannot cook... Not after what I did to that man... please..." Lynn asks tears falling down her cheeks again as she tried not to remember again.

"You have some time to come to grips with what happened, before I ask you to resume your duties to our family. You will not share my bed again for a long while, I give you leave to lay with Dallas if you both wish it. I think you will calm his angst, and he will afford you some peace and calmness. If you choose not to lay with him I will understand that as well, but you know like the others to use protection." Marcus kissed her forhead and stood back up, helping her to her feet, "Go back down and send Dallas up to me."

"Yes Marcus... Thank you..." Lynn said softly wiping her face clear. She did not want to appear weak in front of the pack. Once prepared she left and once downstairs she looked at Dallas. "He's ready for you now Dallas." She said in a softer tone then usual but no different other then the softness of her tone to her regular voice. Lynn walked behind the bar and got herself a water before she sat at the bar with it drinking it slowly in sips. She would lay with Dallas if she would accept her. He was so nice it really would be a reward... from MArcus and herself. For saving her life.

Shelia came over and eyed Lynn for a long couple seconds before even daring to speak. "I most commend you for not letting Michael ruin the temporary home we have made here. And you truly have softened gruff old Dallas, he risked much changing to rescue you. But, Marcus is happy that no witness could out our little secret." She put her hands on Lynn's neck squeezed lightly, an attempt to work out some of her tension. 

"Thank you Alpha but it was not without some personal cost." Lynn said softly letting the female alpha work some of the tension. "I tried to do my duty to the pack..." Lynn said even softer taking another sip of water. She was glad both Alpha's were pleased with her but she didn't know what to do with herself... or if she really did save their temporary home. Was it because of her? Was it her fault and at the same time something to be congratulated for? it was something she wondered.

Sheila continued to rub Lynn's shoulders, "So, what has Marcus said, will he punish both males I have my opinions, but the Alpha rules doesn't he?" Shelia could smell Dallas on her and was sure Marcus did as well. Did the two of them find solace in each others arms? She had not shared Marcus's bed lately and would never sleep with a lesser male ever. "Was this your first kill Lynn? I know you haven't been out of our homes until recently."

"I do not know the mind of the Alpha... It... It was Sheila..." Lynn said softly taking another sip. She didn't know if Marcus was going to change his mind or not. Sometimes he did sometimes he didn't. She honestly didn't know what was going on. She did not want to be pumped for information but she couldn't shake of Sheila without it being a challange. A challange Lynn would loose. Lynn was no kind of fighter, and what she'd done already had shaken her up a lot. It was only thanks to Dallas that she was able to be as composed as she was.

Dallas came back down and noted the women together, at the same point Michael returned with Rick and Kristy. They noticed that they two members had returned, and Michael after getting his own beer sat on a stool. "So, Dallas just doing whatever you want instead of waiting for the rest of us you..." He never finished as Dallas slammed his head into the bar and kicked the stool out from under him. Shelia let go of Lynn as Michael began to get back up, growling.

"Dallas!!" Lynn cried out startled by the sudden hostility. She stood from the stool and out of the grasp of Sheila. She knew Dallas was at his end with Micheal and his mouth but... how would Marcus take this? What would happen? The last straw had been Micheal not defending Lynn... Lynn knew that... knew it infuriated Dallas... but she didn't want to see him punished.

Michael once on his feet moved towards Dallas who stood defient in front of him. "Enough, of this hostility, now." came Marcus's voice from the top of the stairs. Both males stood down but continued to eye one another, "He started it. Idiot, everything that happened was your fault." "I will decide who was at fault, and no one else. Michael, you're done selling from now on you're to stay here, Dallas you and Lynn will continue to collect, that is it."

Lynn went behind the bar and got Dallas's drink filled for him setting it down at his usual corner seat and waited. MArcus had spoken and that would end matters. If Micheal pushed then he would really get punished. But Lynn wanted to know if Dallas had accepted her or would refuse her. He did calm her down and she felt safe when she was with him... a little nervous but safe. It would be stupid though not to use protection, they knew MArcus's law. But she waited for Dallas behind the counter.

He sat and took the glass and gave her a small smile, "Thanks Lynn." Michael went up the stairs, probably to plead his case to the alpha, who looked at Lynn and nodded. Shelia went and informed Kristy she was going to cook for the time being until she was told otherwise. Dallas finished his drink and went out the back door, something he did quite often when he wanted to think. Rick looked at Lynn, "Good to see your alright, can you get me a budweiser?"

"Sure Rick." Lynn said softly filling a cup expertly and setting it in front of Rick. She was a little dejected Dallas had said nothing to her but, it was up to him as well. Lynn cleaned Dallas's glass and put it away after drying it. For right now she was just trying to keep herself busy. She did want to change her clothes though. "I'm going to my rooms I won't be long." She said generally as she went to the room she and Kristy shared. Changing into black work pants which she almost always wore made her feel much more comfertable and putting on a t-shirt with some strange design she thought pretty made her feel more like herself too. Though she missed the chef shirt she knew she wouldn't be able to handle cooking. Once she was done she went back downstair's her hair in a braid out of the way. She rarely left it down it always got in the way. Usually it was in a tight bun becaus she cooked but, well not anymore for a little while.

Shelia was setting up the drinks and Kristy was serving them to the already small group that arrived. "You can take some time maybe go get a sandwich from the kitchen and relax. Michael came down and is also now bussing the empties." Sure enough Michael was cleaning up tables and picking up empty bottles. Dallas must still be outside, because she didn't see him anywhere inside.

"I'll take the counter... I don't think... I don't think the kitchen would help." Lynn said before filling a beer and depositing it and picking up a running tab for the man. She was tense about Dallas but she worked well as a bartender, as well as she did a chef. Besides it kept her busy and that's what she needed really. Something to keep her busy and let her not remember.

"Very well, but at some point you should take some time, maybe even enjoy not working." Shelia grabbed a tray and joined Kristy in taking orders and filling them. Marcus came down and talked with several of the people that came to drink. Upon seeing Lynn he looked quizzically and came to her, "A shot of Patron and a Carona. I'm surprised that you didn't go and find out what Dallas had said."

Lynn quickly got the drinks and landed them gently in front of Marcus. "If Dallas had something to say to me... he could have asked me to go with him. Dallas can refuse if he doesn't wish to have anything more to do with me." Lynn said softly, it seemed soft was the only way she was going to speak today for a while at least. She was tense and her scent was giving off that she was troubled and feeling a little down. Lynn unlike Sheila and Kristy didn't have hobbies... her hobby was cooking... in fact the only other thing she liked to do was get fresh ingredient, other then that Lynn was a quiet solitary kind of girl. She had spunk but it rarely came out unless needed.

"I think he is unsure if you would lay with one like him." Marcus countered. He knew that Dallas had some interest in Lynn, and she in him, the question was how long before one of them moved on it. With that Marcus did the shot and walked off with the beer to see who was trying to hustle pool. Kristy was watching them and trying to figure out what the alpha had to say. Shelia was talking to a patron and letting him put his hand on her hip, obviously fishing for a better tip.

"Kristy cover the bar." Lynn said softly before heading for the back door. She walked through it and stopped leaning against it when it closed. She hadn't thought just come out... MArcus wanted Dallas rewarded and she was the reward it was her job... and she... she liked Dallas... he was nice to her. Sometimes. But the Alpha had given her a push and she knew it meant she had to talk to Dallas. But what would she say? She began to tremble a little again.

Behind the bar was an old barn where they locked up the bikes and the girls would be locked up when the moon was full. If one went up into the hayloft a small door opened onto the roof. Dallas slept up there some nights, telling them he liked the view of the sky. His bedroll was off his bike and the door above was open. She could hear the radio playing older rock and some country was one of his favorite stations.

Lynn hesitated at the Barn. She didn't like it much... being trapped with the other two females in the cage. But she went inside anyways. "Dallas?" She called softly climbing up to the heyloft. She didn't like heights and this was as far as she was willing to go. "Dallas!" She called again just in case he hadn't heard her the first time. She was hugging herself, wondering if he wanted someone as...lame and used as she was. Someone so stupid and airheaded as to get caught.

He poked his head inside the door and was a little surprised that Lynn followed him out and up into the barn. "Anything wrong?" he asked a little concerned a fight had broken out. He noticed how she stood and wondered if she needed a seat and wanted to talk to him. Extending his hand to her and keeping eye contact, "Come on out, its a nice night and the stars are out. I can see there is something on your mind, and if you wanna talk, come on."

"No...I... I don't like heights... MArcus... Marcus told me I was to reward you if... if you wanted. I... I just thought... It miight be... I mean after what happened... After what I did." Lynn said trying hard not to cry... however she was in a hayloft and felt dizzy she was kind of hungry and was afraid to go into the kitchen and see anything raw ans now she was starting to remember again and it was hard to not get it out of her head when she was already this nervous and scared.

"We can stay closer to the door, I won't let you get hurt and watching them can get your mind off of everything else." He took her hand and drew her closer to him, closer to the door and roof. Marcus had given him approval to lay with Lynn and have her if he so wished. Lynn wasn't a reward, she was a person, and while he had warmed up to her some, she was doing this out of loyalty to the pack. But, it would be nice to find something else to get her mind of the gangbangers and the idiot Michael.

"Please... please I don't like heights!!" Lynn said shaking, she held his hand tightly it was comforting and warm but she was afraid of heights. they terrified her. "Dallas am I that... undesirable? Only the lower males want me... and Marcus to keep the pack in it's place.... Am I ugly? Do I talk to much? Was it because I've... I've never killed?" She asks all at once in a rush. Scared of the heights and embaressed by what she was saying not to mention trying very hard not to rememmeber what she hd done.

Dallas pulled her close to him and really without thinking kissed her. Partially to calm her and show her that there was nothing wrong with her. By the time she would realize that he was moving her to his bedroll, they would be laying down. "Lynn, you are fine, I just don't want you coming to me, because Marcus decides I've been a good boy and orders you to. And even if you fell from here you wouldn't hurt yourslef, Rick fell four stories and still got up, perfectly fine."

Lynn was holding tightly onto Dallas with her extra strength as well. She was well and truelly terrified of being any higher then the loft. Even that had scared her. "Please... Oh god please...." She whimpered holding tightly onto Dallas. "Please Dallas... please!" Lynn whimpered, she wanted to explain but she was completely and totally scared stiff. the roof... three stories high... She wanted to be with Dallas because he saved her because he wasn't like the others because he treated her like a normal person but all she could think of was not throwing up and passing out.

He literally picked her up and layed them both onto his bedroll, "You can't fall off now Lynn. And even if you could I won't let you fall, just trust me and breathe." Dallas stroked her face lightly and waited for her to come down from the panic. "We have all jumped from this height before, it's only twelve feet just look here into my eyes." To even prove she wasn't going to fall he placed his knee between hers, Lynn wasn't going anywhere.

Lynn did so trying to keep her breathing calm but she was staring into Dallas's eyes as he told her. She did trust him. She trusted him with her life like never before. He was the only one she trusted to save her. "I don't want to sleep with anyone else. You're the only one who treats me like a real person. Not just a rank... or a toy or something to work hard to obtain. Please don't let me fall." Lynn whispered the last half of her confession, she was still afraid but the gigantic form of Dallas holding her and keeping her on the roof safely not falling so he deserved to know the reason.

"The roof has barely any slant and you have good balance, you'll be safe even without me here. And no one should treat you any different then a member of the pack, but are you sure you want to sleep with me, you deserve better." Laying on his side with his left knee between her legs he again stroked her neck. He never thought of trying to sleep with Caitlin, she was more of a little sister to him. "Look up, forget about the roof just look at the stars. It's nicer without lights to take away from them, I used to watchem most nights beside a small campfire and my bike."

Lynn instantly glued herself to his chest holding on tightly. "Why look at the stars... they're so far away... I used to dream of having my own five star resturant... Once I finished my schooling I was going to get a scholorship to go overseas and train in france... italy and greece. I was told I was a prodgeny. Then... when I was walking to the dorms one night after I was trying a new recipe... Marcus happened. That's how my life changed. Then it was fighting and working and MArcus using me... and finally getting myself settle in the pack. I never understood Caitlin... she was so young when she was bitten and she was treated strangely... and I've always been alone in the kitchen surrounded by the comfort of all that steel. The smell of food cooking and coming together under my hands." Lynn said softly still clinging to Dallas. "Why can't you accept me?" Lynn asks looking up at the good features of Dallas.

"It isn't you, while you were a prodgeny I was a screwup from the minute go. I drifted about for a long time before I was turned, and I think you deserve better." He leaned close and nuzzled her neck, if she wanted him then he'd let it happen. His hand slid across her stomach feeling the muscles underneath the shirt. They had seen each other naked, Dallas had tried to force himself not to look, but Lynn was truly a natural beauty.

"Caitlin used to say things like that too... she always was so optimistic... even after Marcus put her in her place... wherever that was. You and she used to talk a lot though. I guess... everyone liked her because she'd been there for so long..." Lynn said her breath hitching just a little when he nuzzled her neck. Her skin tingled where he touched. "Protection... we need to use protection if we... you you really want to with me..." Lynn said looking up into Dallas's eyes again.

"It's more a question do you want a crusty tumbleweed and I understand Marcus's requirement that we use protection. If you are unsure then stop me Lynn, I don't want you doing something you don't want to." Dallas slipped his hand under her shirt and touched her bare skin. His hands were rougher than Marcus's, but his touch was lighter more of a lover's tenderness. He pressed his lips to the side of her neck and inhaled her scent.

Lynn moaned lightly as she inhaled his own. The position left her in such that she had to inhale the deep masculine musk of him and it made her wet almost instantly. HE was so much more... what attracted her then Marcus. "I hate regret and living with it. But this is something I will not." Lynn said before gently biting at the shoulder and jugular. HEr neck open to him, her body receptive. She was too wrapped up in Dallas to worry or be afraid about being on the roof now though.

He turned her head and kissed her deeply, enjoying the softness of her lips. Along with that he brought his fingers up to run along the bottom of her bra. Dallas marvelled at how soft her skin was and spent time letting his hand move about all the skin she would let him touch. "Would you rather do this away from the pack? Marcus gave me permission to take you somewhere else if we wished." His heartbeat picked up qute a bit, this had been the first woman he was this close to sex in quite awhile.

"Yes... I don't want them hearing... Bothering us." Lynn said his lips her soft but thin and he was dominant but gentle. It was true though, she didn't want to be walked in on. "I am your's for one week... And... I want to know what it's like with someone other then Marcus." Lynn said softly, letting her hand wander from his jaw down his neck and to his collar bone. That was all the flesh she could really get to.

"Alright, I'll ask Marcus to release us after we collect tomorrow if that is ok with you. We can find somewhere more private and comfortable for us." he said kissing her lightly again. His hand traveled lower and he rubbed her leg working back up towards her stomach. Moving from beside her to between her legs he lifted her shirt and kissed her stomach. Dallas could smell her excitement and found himself happy that she was excited being with him.

Her stomach tightened showing just a hint of muscle, but being the cook she tested everything she made so she had a little tiny bit of chub on her. More then the other two females anyways. Her body quivered, MArcus never had taken his time with her like this before... or been so gentle. Or want to stop before anything really happened. It was so different... Marcus had been her first and only... this... was new and made her nervous but even more excited... wondering and having to wait befre finally being gven a taste of what it would be like.

Dallas spent a little time kissing and nibbling here and there before he stopped. Moving back up beside her, he stroked her neck again and smiled at her. "How far would you like to go on our little trip? I'll fill my tank and go anywhere you want. Even to see something you haven't before." he said with a little laugh. Dating was something he never did before, so the idea of finding some activity to do was a little daunting.

"I don't know... all I ever did was study and cook. Take me... take me where you'd like to go." Lynn flushed. She couldn't say a five star resturant. She had no clothing for that and she doubted Dallas would care at all. He was one of those guys that as long as it was food then it was fine. But he was brand new to her. Everything about him was. He never did talk very much and she never knew he had suck a tender touch. She was deffiently not going to be able to hide her arousel from the pack when she got back in.

"I might know a couple places to go while we are gone." he said pulling her shirt back down her stomach. He needed to make sure to save enough money that they could go and do anything she wanted. No one else was aware he had set a little bit back in case he ever wound up seperated from the pack for a long time. They weren't far from a spot he found a couple years before he was turned. "Would you be interested in a little adventure, I have a couple ideas?" he asked fighting the urge to try anything else.

"Sure... I can pitch in for gas... I get some tips being the cook after all. My clothes are just fine and Marcus buys the ingredients so... I've been saving it for something... I don't want to make you pay for everything and waste your money." Lynn said softly her voice letting only a little bit of whimpering escape into it. She wanted to be touched... she wanted to feel his roush hands... his soft lips. She wanted more, her eyes were half amber in her horny state.

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Moonlight in California: The Pack pt4