Pleasure Cruise Trilogy (Box Set)

by Michelle M. Pillow

  “You’re not going anywhere, not until we talk about this in a reasonable way,” Braden said, his lips brushing hers as he spoke, causing her lids to grow heavy. Almost instantly, her panic melted and she had an odd sense of safety. “You had no problems with me prior to finding out what I was. As I recall, you rather enjoyed fucking the ‘cabin boy’.”

  “Stop it, you… undead… walking mummy. Get away from me!” Kira just knew he was using his mind tricks on her and tried to shake him off. “You’re probably some poor vampire con artist who tries to pick up women and then kills them when you get their cash.”

  Braden chuckled. “Are you always this dramatic?”

  “I’m not dramatic!” Kira pressed her lips tightly together, daring him to disagree.

  “Hum,” he drawled disbelievingly. “I would think that you would be pleased to find out that I am no cabin boy. I am certainly no con artist searching for a meal ticket. In fact, I do not doubt that I could purchase several of these cruise ships for you this very evening and it would not make a dent in my bank account.”

  “I don’t care, I—”

  Braden rocked his hard cock against her, sending a shockwave of desire over her treacherous flesh and shutting her up.

  Kira huffed and struggled to free herself from his strong grip. “I’d never have been with you if I’d known what you are. You did something to me, something that made me want you like that. I wouldn’t have let you touch me if I’d have known you were truly a monster.”

  “You knew, Kira. Some part of you knew that I wasn’t human and liked it. I only took away your apprehension so you could act on instinct. I didn’t take away your choice. You chose me, Kira.” His gaze darkened in torment. “Besides, it is I who should be disgusted. I do not come from a line that condones mating with mortals.”

  She couldn’t believe the nerve of him—making her out to be the repulsive one when he had a liquid diet and was in some bizarre state of perma-preservation. Braden snickered and she knew he listened in on her thoughts again. She focused on blocking him out. In her mind, she pictured a wall and hoped that the visual aid would help her block his mental intrusions.

  Braden ran his tongue along the edge of her bottom lip, causing her lids to flutter lazily over her eyes. Kira responded with a weak moan. Her tongue found his. It was the first real kiss they’d shared. She’d needed sex so bad in the cabin that she hadn’t bothered with a kiss. She hadn’t even bothered with a name. No, she’d gone straight for the grand prize.

  Braden moved his hands to the top of her leather dress. He slid one of the straps down, pulled his lips back from hers and planted a tiny kiss on her shoulder. Her feet no longer touched the deck. Braden held her as if she weighed nothing, keeping her body tight against him. Her total lack of control over the situation was terrifying. She looked around for help, for anyone, but found nothing.

  “Ah, my sweet,” he murmured between soft kisses to her skin, “the others will feast upon the willing donors until dawn. We are very much alone. You have nothing to fear. I will always protect you.”

  Braden’s accented words ran through to her core. Kira fought hard to regain her thoughts. She was so confused and she didn’t like it. He made her want him. He had to be using his vampire tricks to induce seduction and she was falling for it. He chuckled as he licked her collarbone.

  “You are a stubborn one, aren’t you? On my word,” he murmured, “I am not using any of my powers on you, not anymore. I only did that to help you, Kira. I wanted you to see how perfect we could be together, how we were meant to be. I swear I didn’t take away your free will. I don’t wish to control you. What you are feeling for me now is normal for a mate to feel, or at least that is what I have been told. You see, you are the first, the only mate for me.”

  It was Kira’s turn to laugh. She wasn’t buying his story. There was no way that someone as hot as he had been a virgin prior to meeting her.

  Placing his hand in her hair, he pulled gently on it, forcing her head back more. She looked into his blue eyes and saw the faintest hint of amusement still lingered. “I did not say I was a virgin, Kira. In fact, I am far from it. You do not live as long as I have and remain celibate. Sex is one thing. Passion is another completely. I said that I had never mated before.”

  “You’re not mated now,” she said, though a part of her knew his words were true.

  “You belong to me now, Kira, or at least you will very soon. And I belong to you, for all eternity. We are mated.”

  “I’m no man’s property and I certainly am no vampire’s.” Kira’s voice was stern. “I didn’t ask for you. I don’t want you. And I hate to poke holes in your logic, but humans don’t live for an eternity. You best go find someone else to fulfill your cozy little fantasy with. I don’t feel like playing house—well, crypt—with a dead guy. My life is too short, vamp boy. I’m going to go live it up—without your help. There has to be a male human aboard this vessel who wants nothing more than to have a good time.”

  Braden yanked her dress down more, freeing her breasts from their confines. Kira gasped. The cool night air struck them and her nipples instantly puckered. Lifting her hands, she tried to cover herself. The challenge in his eyes stopped her. She dropped her hand to her sides and met his gaze.

  Braden licked his lips, grabbing onto the rail with one hand to keep her trapped. He moved his fingers to her breast, but did not touch it. He hovered around it, teasing it with his power. Every nerve in her chest pulled to him as if he caressed her deeply. Blood rushed to his call, engorging her, making the soft globes swollen and tender. Kira moaned as cream built between her thighs.

  “N-no,” she murmured, very unconvincingly. Her mouth fell open as she gasped raggedly for breath.

  “Say you didn’t mean those words,” he demanded. “Tell me I’m the only one for you.”

  “No!” She groaned and wiggled her body restlessly toward him.

  Braden slid his finger over her nipple and tweaked it slightly. Still, she held back from him, fighting the passion that threatened to consume her body. He bit playfully at her jawline, then her neck. His sharp teeth scraped lightly over her tender skin.

  Visions of her horrible past came flooding back to her. She cried out in fear and tried to push him off her. “Stop. Just stop it!”

  “Why? I can tell it excites you. Inside, you’re screaming for me to bite into you.” He held tight, never hurting her, only kissing her, pleasing her, making her body crave the feeling of him in it again. “I can smell your longing for me. Its sweet fragrance is in your blood, in the wet juices of your body. Why are you resisting?”

  “Ah!” Kira cried out as Braden worked his fingers up her skirt, pulling it until she was fully exposed. “Please, Braden.”

  “No panties, what a naughty girl. I like that.” Braden reached forward, forcefully pressing his long fingers into the trim thatch of hair between her thighs. He delved boldly into her wet folds, parting her. A groan escaped his lips. “Just like silk. Spread your legs for me so I can feel deeper. I think that I’ll need to have my cock in you very soon. Now, do as I tell you to.”

  Kira didn’t take kindly to being ordered, but her legs obeyed. He thrust two fingers up into her, causing her to quake with pleasure. Her body released a torrent of cream, flooding his hand. He circled her clit with his thumb, rubbing deeply at the sensitive bud of pleasure as he worked his fingers deep and fast. The power in his hand made her tingle as he claimed her. He devoured her neck with his kisses, licking and sucking at her as he leaned to capture a nipple between his teeth. A bead of blood drew from the round globe and the suction of his mouth intensified, as he drank from her, taking all he could of her breast into his mouth. When he groaned, the pleasure of the sound reverberated throughout her whole being.

  “Please,” Kira whimpered softy, unsure what she was begging for exactly. Part of her wanted Braden to slam her legs apart and drive his cock deep within her; another part wanted to run from him. She felt him everywh
ere—in her mind and body. He connected to her, controlled her, seduced her and she didn’t want any of it to stop.

  “Please what?” Braden’s words were feverish as he left her pulsing groin and tightly grabbed hold of her ass. Lifting her up, he set her on the top rail. The ocean churned dangerously behind her but she didn’t care. She was thrilled with the danger of it, of him.

  “Make love to me.” Kira roughly wrapped her legs around him, her decision made. “Ah, just fuck me now!”

  Braden slid one hand behind her back and the other between her legs. Positioning his tall body between her thighs, he spread them even farther, causing her dress to move up and over her hips. Once more, there was nothing between them. Braden dipped a cool finger into her soaked channel, able to push deeper now that she allowed him access. A wide grin settled on his pale, handsome features.

  Kira gasped as he plunged two fingers deep within her, hitting that spot in her body that felt so painfully right. He forced himself in and out of her, causing her to moan as he finger-fucked her. It was as if he could read her body, knowing just where to stroke, how hard to push. He undulated his hand faster and harder against her, the thumb pushing at her clit. She clung to the rails for fear of falling overboard. Her hips couldn’t move, only take what he gave her.

  Braden increased the pressure on her back and brought his lips within a hairsbreadth of hers. “Trust me, Kira. I will let no harm come to you. I will always protect you—always. You are mine now. Forever.”

  Kira did trust him. She wasn’t sure why, but she did. Braden’s penetrating blue gaze begged her to believe him. She wanted him like she’d wanted no other before him. She nodded her head slightly and he pulled his fingers from her wet pussy. He brought them to her lips and his gaze glittered with raw need.

  Kira took his fingers into her mouth, boldly meeting his gaze his as she sucked the taste of her own cream from him, lapping it up with her darting tongue. Tiny animal noises released from her throat. He wore an approving look as he watched her.

  “I want to taste,” he growled, ripping his fingers from her soft lips and crushing his mouth to hers. He licked her lips, sampling the cream from them. He sucked against her mouth, groaning like a wild beast. She bucked against him, eager for him to join with her.

  Braden jerked his head back and, for a moment, Kira thought she would fall over the edge. He smiled and glanced down at his black dress pants. Her gaze drew to the bulge of his cock.

  “I must let you go, only long enough to free myself. My body burns to be in you, every part of you. I have the taste of you upon my lips and I need to merge with you now. Tell me that you want this,” he said, sliding his pants down, freeing his long, hard shaft. He gripped it with one hand and pumped. Each pass of his strong fingers over the mushroom head sent chills throughout Kira’s body. She didn’t think it possible, but he grew larger with each firm stroke.

  She shook her head no but every part of her wanted to scream yes. She wanted to yell at him to fuck her until she couldn’t walk, to take her anyway he could get inside her, but she didn’t. She sat, half-naked on the railing, clutching to Braden’s strong arms for fear of falling. “I don’t understand this, Braden. I need time to think.”

  “Do not lie to me, Kira. I can sense lies and they disgust me. We both know that you want me,” he said, stroking his cock harder and faster, “buried deep in you. Don’t you, love?”

  “Not out here, someone will see us.” She was convinced that they would be the sideshow on the cruise from hell if they continued on their current path, and she didn’t feel like being the porn star in a vampire production. Already she felt too exposed. She looked up at the top deck, trying to see if the hairy boys were up there watching. They weren’t.

  “Where did my adventurous little vixen go?” He chuckled lightly. “I have already told you that the other guests will be snacking until dawn. Besides, the ship is mystical, and if it wants us to have alone time, then we shall have alone time.”

  Kira wrinkled her nose a bit. Her gaze kept drifting over him to where his hand rested on his hard shaft. “What do you mean mystical?”

  Braden sighed. “Do we have to discuss this now? I would much rather make love to you,” he said, moving the head of his cock near her opening. She knew that her pussy glistened with moisture, wanting him to enter it, to fuck it—fuck her.

  Even though her body ached to have him in her, she needed to hear why they’d been brought together. She needed to understand why her attraction for a man she’d only met a few times was unlike any she’d ever known before. It wasn’t like she lacked in experience. And it definitely wasn’t like she’d never fallen head over heels in lust with a man before, but Braden was different.

  “Close your eyes, Kira, remember your dreams. You spoke with me there. You talked to me. You know me.” Braden kissed her softly, and she felt a flood of memories pouring into her. They were soft, hazy, dreamlike. He was right, she did know him. In her dreams he’d taken her places. He talked to her, but never once took advantage of her, not even to steal a kiss. With the memory came the full force of his passion for her. He wanted her, needed her, had ached for so long to possess her. No wonder he now seemed so eager and so frustrated. He’d waited a long time for her.

  “I want you too,” Kira said. “I want you.”

  Braden growled. Grabbing her shoulders to steady her, he thrust his cock into her hard, harder than was called for. Her muscles clenched around him in surprise, leaving her body tipped dangerously back. True to his word, Braden did not let her fall, but he didn’t lighten his assault on her either.

  This time, Kira wasn’t on top, controlling the depth. She cried out, the pressure of his thrusts greater than she’d expected, deeper than she’d allowed him before. He slowed his pace, grinding his hips in a rhythm that left his body rubbing against her clit. Her breast bobbed with each forceful thrust. It was more than she was used to. More forceful than any man had been with her before. Part of her was scared, another part was excited. No man had ever touched her like this.

  “Never think of being with another man again, Kira.” Braden’s eyes swirled, dominant and possessive. “You are mine now and I will not share you with anyone. I own you. I own all of you. You will never escape me.”

  She ran her hands up his strong arms to his neck. Normally, she would have argued, letting him know that she belonged to no man. But as he worked his body in and out of hers, she knew that it was a lie. She belonged to Braden now, like it or not. The most bizarre part of it all was how comforting that knowledge was to her.

  Kira wrapped her legs around Braden’s waist and leaned her body back, allowing him greater access to her. He snarled slightly and his mouth moved to her neck. He allowed his tongue to dance along her skin as he continued slamming his body roughly into hers. Each push, each grunt shared between them sent her closer to climax. She clawed at his arms and screamed out as he lifted her body up, continuing his hard drives into her core.

  Something tugged at her brain. There was something that she should be worried about, but she couldn’t quite remember what it was. Braden’s arms held her tight and his mouth found hers. The minute his tongue entered her mouth, her body gave in to the pleasure he was trying to give her. Her legs began to spasm. Her pussy tightened around his cock, milking him. His muscles tightened and she knew that he was going to share in her release.

  “Braden…” she cried, as he filled her womb with hot spurts of his cum. “Mm, yes, Braden, yes.”

  It hit her then what she needed to remember. The shots to prevent pregnancy didn’t work on supernatural sperm. Kira tensed.

  Braden put his forehead against hers, rocking his hips in shallow plunges as he forced every tremor from their bodies. He held her tightly to him as the rest of his seed squirted into her. Her body tensed and he caressed her back lightly, holding her up. “Do not fear, little one. You are my mate and you have been with my child since our first time together. I was able to sense the moment of con
ception. That is why no other man tried to lay claim to you during orientation. They, too, can smell that you are with my child, that you are my mate, my wife.”

  Kira gasped in shock and tried to push herself off him. She did manage to pull away slightly, just in time to realize that she would fall overboard if he let go of her. Flailing her arms wildly, she gripped his neck tightly to keep from falling. Braden laughed and pulled her to him, leaving himself buried deep within her. Kira looked over the edge at the raging ocean as the ship cut through it and shuddered.

  Braden kissed her forehead softly. Kira breathed heavily in disbelief. It was all happening so fast. She felt something for Braden, had since she first saw him, felt him. But to be a mate? To be a mother? She shivered uncontrollably.

  “See, did I not promise to keep you safe? The Elders are all-knowing and intervene when necessary to find mates for supernaturals. Our kind would die out if it were not for their interference. I was skeptical at first but when I saw you purchasing your tickets, I knew that they were right. You are my mate.”

  Kira shook her head, not wanting to believe all that Braden told her.

  “Why didn’t you say something then?” she asked, but she knew the answer. She would’ve screamed bloody murder and never seen him again. How could the powers that be decide that she was a vampire’s one true mate? Did they not know her history? Did they not care? Now she was pregnant and in love with a vampire.

  Oh, God, I think I’m in love with a vampire!

  Braden let out a loud noise and bounced her up and down a bit. “It is not such a bad fate. It is good that you feel this way. To be my wife and not love me would be a disaster. It looks as though the powers knew what they were doing after all. You’re with me and your friend Clare will be with Dominik.”

  “Dominik? He’s supernatural?”

  “Yes, a lycan.”

  Kira thought about what Braden said. He’d referred to her twice as his wife. He was right. If what he said was true and she was his mate, then by law they were considered man and wife.