The Trouble With Allie
Page 7
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"Think about it, man. You've almost got the two of you mated. You'll need a bondmate."
"Only because it's you would I even consider this," Rainth told Derek. "How much do I tell her?"
"Just give her permission, encourage her to help me out."
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Rainth turned to me, and I could see that he was fighting some internal conflict.
"Would you mind helping the poor guy out? He seems to have it bad for you.” The side of Rainth's mouth curved slightly.
"What's going on, Rainth?" I asked.
"I denied him a chance at you that night I stayed with Giselle. He's a good man, like a brother to me, and he wants you. I don't really want to share you, which kind of scares me. I've never felt this way before about a woman." He stroked his hand down the side of my face. "Sleep with him. Perhaps it will put things into perspective for me."
I studied his eyes for a moment, then looked at Derek. I could feel his desire all the way across the table.
Standing, I bent over Rainth and placed a kiss on his lips. He held me tight, kissed me deeply, then let me go.
I walked to the end of the table, then glanced at Derek over my shoulder. I reached a hand out in his direction.
He shot out of his chair and was at my side in the blink of an eye.
"Thank the Gods,” he said, grabbing my hand, and dragging me up the stairs to his room.
He slammed the door behind him.
"Fuck me,” he said. “I almost came when I realized you were going to do this. I don't know how I'm going to hold up actually fucking you."
Then he had his arms around me, crushing my lips with his. I melted into him, the power of his arousal alone firing me up. He slid a hand up my ribcage, under my shirt, and cupped my breast.
"Ooooh,” he groaned, as my nipple pebbled against the palm of his hand. “I need you naked,” he gasped, then went to work on my clothing.
He sat me down on the side of the bed, and knelt between my legs. His tongue traced over his lower lip as he looked at my nipples. Then he took one between his lips, and suckled.
I creamed, splaying my legs wider, and mashed my crotch against his chest while he scraped his teeth over the hardened bud. Then he moved to the other breast, and circled the peak with his tongue, before drawing that one into his mouth.
He released it with a pop, then pressed on the center of my chest, urging me to lie back, his eyes focused on my sex. Draping my thighs over his shoulders, he kissed a trail up the inside, then flicked his tongue along the crease where my leg joined my body.
I squirmed, and he moved to my labia, parting them with his fingers. With a slow, deliberate movement, he stroked his tongue from my anus all the way to my clit. He circled the little bundle of nerves, then licked his way back down to my vagina.
He was humming as he drove his tongue into my core. Swirling it around inside of me, bringing me off with a cry. I shuddered around him, pressing myself tighter to his face.
With a satisfied sigh, he sat back from me, licked his lips, then began shedding his own clothing.
"You taste like heaven.” His voice rumbled in his chest. “But I can't wait any longer to feel you around my cock."
I scooted into the center of the bed, watching him as he revealed his body to me. He wasn't as big a man as Rainth, but solidly built, with a fine set of muscles cording his stomach and chest. He also had the widest dick I'd ever seen. Not as long, I think, as Rainth's, but definitely thicker.
"You like?” He knelt on the edge of the bed, and started crawling towards me.
I nodded, excitement fluttering through me as he prowled ever closer.
He nudged my legs apart, and settled himself between my thighs.
"Good,” he said, then he grasped the back of my thigh and lifted my leg. I brought the other one up, locking my ankles across the small of his back.
Reaching between us, he dragged the head of his cock down my slit, then pressed just the tip into my vagina.
"I've been dreaming of this since the night we went to that bar,” he said, then surged forward. He worked himself inside me with several increasingly forceful thrusts. When he was fully sheathed, he began stroking. Pleasure ripped through me, the girth of his shaft catching every nerve ending I had in my core.
"Mith, you feel good.” I arched my back, rocking my hips in counterpoint to his.
He chuckled. “Glad you think so."
He increased his pace, and a remnant of T's magic sparked to life inside of me. I groaned as he pounded into me, faster yet. Then the magic reached into Derek, calling his, urging his to the surface, twining with it.
We went nuts, slamming our bodies together, his fingers digging deep into my ass, holding me firm for his invasion. My nails clawed tracks down his back. I felt my muscles contract, then he sank his fangs into my shoulder, and I was flying over the edge. I bit his chest, tasting blood, as I was rocked with waves of pleasure. His entire body stiffened, then he jammed himself deep, and spurted his release.
We came back to earth, together, our magics easing apart and returning, each to our own.
"Well, shit, I've done it again,” I said.
He raised his head, and looked down at me with sexy, sleepy eyes. “What?"
"We're linked now,” I told him, and when he just blinked at me stupidly, repeated, "We're linked now."
"Oh, then that's okay,” he said, rocking his hips, warming up for another round.
Needless to say, Derek didn't let me get a whole lot of sleep that night.
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Rainth tried to convince himself that Derek would make a good bondmate. Then he tried to talk himself into believing that there was no way that Allie would prefer sex with the other man over himself. He'd had to move to a different inn that afternoon, because he could hear the two of them in Derek's room and it was driving him insane.
He glanced at the clock. It was nearly noon. He was back in the dining room of the bed and breakfast, pacing. He'd barely slept. His nerves were coiled so tight he thought he might kill the man when he laid eyes on him.
He heard them before he saw them. Derek had his arm draped around her waist as they walked down the stairs. He paused when he caught sight of Rainth, drew Allie to him, and kissed her thoroughly. Rainth was flooded with rage. He flew out of the dining room, and was pounding up the stairs with only one thought in his mind.
Until Allie turned around, and her face lit with happiness at seeing him. She threw herself into his arms, and smashed her mouth against his. He kissed her with a desperation and hunger that was almost embarrassing.
Forgetting about heading out at noon, forgetting that all the men were gathering for just that purpose, Rainth carried Allie up the stairs, and into their room. Where he spent the next hour assuring himself that she was still his.
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We were all crammed into a Ford Expedition, taking the scenic route to get to Krand's mage. I assumed it was the scenic route, since it was taking forever to get there.
We stopped at the side of the road and took our refresher break, all of us eying the vehicle apprehensively as we returned, wondering if this one was going to blow up too.
Piling back inside, we started off again, one of the men passing out the dried meat sticks. Yum.
Dusk came and grayed out the entire area into an indistinguishable blur of monotony. I slouched further down in my seat, unable to lean it back because of the men tightly packed behind me.
My last thought before I drifted off to sleep was about Rainth. I wondered why he was going to such lengths to help me.
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Rainth glanced for the third time in the last ten minutes at the woman curled up in the passenger seat. He'd felt like taking Derek's head off. Especially when they continued to paw each other in his presence.
Well, tonight he'd make her forget all about that other were.
Why hadn't she ever asked about his night with Giselle? She's an elf. He
tried to remind himself that she was raised with a different set of values. Oh, who was he kidding, his kind were so sexual that they'd screw pretty much anything female they could catch. Anytime they could catch them.
So what was his problem? And what the hell had gone on between Derek and his elf?
Cursing himself for his train of thoughts, he tried to focus on something, anything, besides the woman.
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"We're here."
I felt Rainth's arms come around me and lift me from the seat. I snuggled against his chest, allowing him to carry me wherever we were going. It was a wonderful way to wake up.
He entered a modest human dwelling, and I caught sight of a sitting room, and a room with a dining table before he turned and started climbing a set of stairs.
"Where's here?"
"The house belongs to one of Biggs's friends."
He bumped open a door with his foot, then shut it behind us with his hip. The next thing I knew, I was airborne. He'd pitched me at the bed, and I came down with a bounce. Reaching over his shoulder, he dragged his T-shirt off over his head and dropped it on the floor. Then he advanced on me, his eyes growing dark with the heat of passion as he neared.
His lips split in a wicked grin, flashing predatory teeth, as he placed his knee on the bed. A dark, compelling energy radiated off of him and washed over my body as he crawled towards me.
My nerve endings were on fire. I found myself licking my lips in anticipation as he advanced. He caged me between his arms and legs, then dropped down on top of my body.
"I do love the way you look beneath me.” He pressed his erection into my mound. I pressed back.
Lowering his head, he brought his lips close to mine, but didn't touch me.
"Are you waiting for something?” I asked, my breath feathering back at me.
Focusing on his eyes, I saw the hint of humor, and the flame of desire there. He moved a fraction closer, almost touching me now, his eyes too close to focus on. When he finally took my mouth with his, I jumped at the electric rush from the touch. His tongue swept in as he brought a hand to the back of my head to trap it for his assault.
I tried to wriggle my arms out from between our bodies, without any luck. Frustrated, I nipped his tongue. Breaking the kiss, he nibbled his way across my jaw to my ear. He sucked my earlobe into his mouth and bit it lightly.
"Naked, now,” was all I could get out with the sensations that were roiling through me.
He snarled, but got up and removed his boots and pants. I'd gotten my shirt off and my skirt past my hips when he leaned forward and yanked it down my legs and off. My shoes went next. Only then did he move back onto the bed.
He ran his hands up my legs as he crawled forward, pressing them back and apart to accommodate his hips. His lips traced a path between my breasts, his tongue flicking out now and then, leaving a hot, wet trail. He kissed his way up my neck, then gently settled his lips over mine, moving them against me with just the right amount of pressure. I let my mouth drop open, and he teased his tongue over my lower lip and teeth, then along the length of my own tongue.
I was drowning in the sensuality of it, when he flexed his hips, and slowly slid his cock all the way inside.
"So tight.” he whispered before lightly biting some of the flesh on my neck.
He flexed his hips again, drawing his penis nearly out of me, then gliding it back in. “So hot,” he breathed, then sucked on the area he'd just nipped. He drew himself out of me again, then slammed his way back in. “Ah. So wet.” He moved his lips down my neck until he reached my shoulder.
Working his cock in and out of me in a steady rhythm, he continued to suckle at my neck.
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Fuck me. She's got the sweetest pussy I've ever been in.
Rainth lost himself in the velvet feel of her sheath, absently nipping and sucking at her neck as he thrust. She twitched, and moisture seeped out of her to coat his balls. They drew tighter to his body, an electric jolt shooting up his spine.
Curling his hips faster, he kept his movements smooth. His cock grew harder yet, and he knew he was close to losing control.
She blew apart beneath him, her channel clamping down on his shaft in undulating waves. Like a bolt of lightning, his climax shot out of his testicles, through his body, along the length of his dick. He plowed into her harder, deeper, as he shot his seed.
* * * *
Rainth woke me the next morning with his penis. I was really getting used to this kind of treatment, and I wasn't looking forward to it ending.
He took me again in the shower, and I had to marvel once again at the stamina he had.
By the time we'd wandered into the kitchen the rest of his men were already present. Between them, they'd fixed a tremendous amount of bacon and sausage, even some steaks. Two pots of coffee were brewing. I looked in the fridge for some juice.
I loaded up my plate with meat, and noticed a couple of the guys giving me funny looks.
"We have an appointment set up with Vendor Dark this afternoon,” one of the men told Rainth.
"Dark. I've been trying to remember what it was about him...?” Rainth helped himself to more of the meat.
"You remember the Elgada case?” Derek supplied as he threw another couple of steaks into a pan.
"Gods, what a bloody mess that was.” Rainth leaned back in his chair, attention focused inward.
"Would have been worse, if not for Dark,” Martain said.
"This is a good thing?” I asked Rainth.
"For you, yes I would think so.” Though his expression said he wasn't quite sure.
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Rainth and I climbed into the SUV with only two of his men, Krand and Derek. There was a tension between Rainth and Derek that hadn't been there before, and didn't look like it was going to go away any time soon. I just didn't get it.
The other men were left at the house, though I'd seen Rainth giving them instructions so I knew they were going to be busy doing—something—while we were gone.
Vendor Dark lived only twenty minutes away, so I was just getting bored when we pulled up to the gates that blocked his driveway. Rainth leaned out the window, and pressed a button. A camera that had been panning the surrounding area turned in our direction.
"Yes?” The question resonated with a metallic sound from the speaker.
"We're friends of Krand's,” was all Rainth said.
The gates before us started rolling open, and we pulled through to follow a long winding drive. The house was revealed after a last curve of the driveway. It was huge. An oddly bright yellow affair with lots of windows. There were several outbuildings further down the drive that were also the same bright yellow.
"Weird.” It didn't feel creepy, just looked strange to me.
He parked on the side of the driveway. When he came around the vehicle, he took my hand and laced his fingers through mine, then led the way. The front door opened as we were stepping up onto the wooden porch, and I had trouble dragging my attention from the bizarrely shaped plants that lined the front railing to observe the man who had opened the door. He took my breath away. He was shorter than Rainth, and leaner, but held the timeless, ethereal beauty that was known among the fae. His eyes were a light, sky blue, his hair a sparkling gold that hung nearly to his waist.
"Vendor.” Krand stepped forward and clasped hands with the beauty. “This is Rainth and his woman Allie, and that one is Derek."
Dark nodded at the other men, then focused his attention on me. I felt a chill crawl over my skin at his attention.
"A pleasure.” His lyrical voice wove around my senses, and I felt myself shifting closer to him. Rainth's hand tightened on mine, and brought me out of my daze. I was an elf; this should not be happening.
Dark stepped back from the door and motioned for us to follow. The interior of his house was as unusual as the exterior. The walls were painted in bright colors. The front hall was a lime green, with open archways showing a living room pa
inted a neon orange and a dining room in robin's egg blue.
The furniture was conventional, but the items displayed were a contrast to the cheerful décor. Scattered about were disturbing arrangements of grotesquely bent metal, singular items that looked like tar, bones. I glanced at Rainth to see if he noticed, and could tell by the way his body tensed that he had. He looked back at me, and I could hear his thoughts. Be careful.
Dark led us straight through the house and out the back door onto a stone patio. There were several groupings of tables, two of which were laden with food and beverages.
"We might as well relax while we do this.” Dark turned to Rainth, and his eyes darkened. “I promise you, cat, I have not tampered with the repast."
Rainth just raised his eyebrow at the man.
Krand stepped forward. “I've known Dark for over a decade. Despite these surroundings, his word is good with me.” Then he helped himself to a glass of a dark malt beverage, and made a show of drinking it without concern.
Dark turned towards me. “Will you remove your clothes?"
I blinked at him, then looked at Rainth. “I don't think so."
Rainth laughed, and I looked back at Dark. His eyes were silver blue, and the smile that lit his face was genuine.
"Can't blame a guy for trying.” He waved me towards a chair, then moved another chair in front of it, and sat close enough for our knees to touch. “You're a very beautiful woman,” he said, as he placed his hands on either side of my face.
As I watched, his eyes darkened nearly black. Silver sparks swirled in their depths. I felt myself being pulled into that darkness as he muttered gently in that musical voice of his. Deeper I went, his eyes becoming my universe. I entered the dark, with the stars now swirling all around me. A light shone ahead, and I followed it eagerly, an eerily beautiful tune calling me forward. The music grew louder as the light spread out and chased the stars away. The light became a face, a face so beautiful that I nearly cried. The face drew closer, the music seeping into my bones, and riding the tide of my soul. I recognized the man, and joy bloomed in my heart at the sight of him. Racing now, I had only one thought running through my brain. If I could just kiss this man, then my world would be complete.