Jackerman Mother's Warmth 3 Novels & Stories

"Stand still. I’m not in the mood for a struggle." I stood paralyzed as he undressed me completely. He didn't look at me with the frantic, clumsy lust I had grown used to from Thaddeus. Instead, he handled me with a firm, terrifying reverence. When I was bare, he lifted me and lowered me into the scalding water. The heat was a shock, but his hands were the true focus. He took a sponge and began to scrub my skin, his calloused palms moving over my soft curves with a possessive intensity.

You have to be strong for your mum," she muttered amidst tears. "Okay . Aunt.." he replied and wiped away the tears from his eyes. They both composed themselves well and went into the house. Lian met his mother in the living room having a glass of juice. "Mum...?" he called with a distressful look "Son...., what's wrong." she queried anxiously as she stood from her seat to meet her son. "Mum..., we lost Clifford." "What?!" she exclaimed, stunned. *********** KATE'S HOUSE It's 8 pm now,

Because if history had proven anything, it was that Cali men didn’t stay innocent for long. *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** Jeremy found them in the nursery an hour later. His presence filled the doorway, his sharp gaze scanning over both women before settling on JJ. Mama didn’t look up when she spoke. “You should hold him more.” Jeremy raised a brow. “I do.” Mama finally met his stare, her gaze unreadable. “Not enough.” Jeremy let out a slow breath, rolling his shoulders before stepping inside, his movements smooth, controlled, deliberate. He came to a stop in front of the rocking chair, looking down at the tiny bundle wrapped in white.

Jeremy's packhouse is just as pretentious and big as Remington's, except less dark. There's more of a romantic, open vibe and that might be because of his mother. A very nice woman. I think Tatiana completely traumatized me because I was expecting psychological warfare as soon as Jeremy introduced us, but his mom was simply genuinely nice. I don't think we're going to be best friends by any means, but at least she won't call me horrible names the whole time I’m here and that’s a win in my eyes.

She sat beside her mother for a moment as her parents watched the news, then her mother reached over and gave her hand a gentle squeeze, smiling. “I’m going to bed.” Jasmine rose to her feet and kissed the top of her mother’s head. “Oh, my!” A broad smile spread across her mother’s face. “That’s another thing I’d like to speak with you about.” Jasmine let out a deep breath. “I’d like us to be a bit more affectionate, if we can.” Her mother nodded, squeezing her hands. “I’d like that, too, dear.” “Okay, as long as we don’t all start sinking Kumbaya or something,” her father grumped, never taking his eyes off the screen.

I felt a knot form in my stomach, “Great. So he’s not just some disgruntled ex. He’s a real threat. This complicates things.” “Exactly,” Jack replied, his jaw tightening, “Amanda needs to be careful, and so do we. If this guy finds out she’s reached out to us, who knows what he’ll do?” Before I could respond, I caught sight of Mother entering the living room, her presence instantly shifting the atmosphere. She had that determined look on her face, the one that usually accompanied her attempts at manipulation. “Jack,” she said, her voice smooth but laced with an undercurrent of something more unsettling.

"I'm just... a little warm. It's hot in here." She didn't start moving fast. She started to move her hips in a slow, grinding circle, making sure she felt every ridge of me against her walls. Every time she pushed down, she let out a tiny, shaky breath that vibrated through the phone speaker. "Mmm-nnn-gh... Jerry is being such a good host. He's showing me everything I missed out on while you were being such a coward, Daddy."

Fuck me, but that woman was getting really good at this. Jacey wiped her hand on the blanket then held the side of the popcorn bowl so I could discreetly put myself back in order. I wished we could cuddle. After cumming that hard, it would have been nice. My mother let out a long sigh, and I glanced her way, wondering if she’d seen. But she was absorbed in Hank and the movie. “Isn’t it wonderful that I have my prince.” My mother smiled up at Hank. I tried not to gag. Jacey was biting her lip to stop a laugh.

His mother laughed triumphantly. "Parma." Jack groaned. I couldn't stop smiling. The more she talked, the more curious I became. Finally, after several more minutes of playful arguing, Jack hung up. The car became quiet. Then we both started laughing. "Your mother is terrifying." "You're not wrong." I smiled. "Let's go." He looked over. "Seriously?" "Why not?" Jack stared. Then shook his head. "My family is going to love you." I laughed. "That's a dangerous statement."

my mother replies as if she in her right mind. Adam and Jack both swear their outrage at my mother’s reasoning. “The Moon Goddess does not give children to parents who will abuse them. Using Jenna for her powers is abuse,” Adam says coldly as he pulls me into his embrace. I can feel the tension rolling over him as he holds his wolf back. Jake, his wolf, wants to rip my mother apart.