by Jenika Snow
Her legs opened wider, her creamy thighs parting in invitation. The sweet scent of her pussy slammed straight into him and had his cock throbbing, straining for her. She arched her back, the sight snapping any kind of restraint he had. He moved between her thighs and latched his mouth on to her cunt, licking and nipping her flesh through the lace. She withered and moaned, stabbing her hands through his hair and pulling the strands. The sting from her nails fueled his hunger and had him sucking harder. He wanted, no, needed her to cum while his mouth was sucking at her pussy.
Gripping the top of her panties, he tore them away, the sound of fabric ripping almost lewd in nature. With the material now gone, he got an eyeful of her bare, smooth pussy. Her labia were pink and swollen from his mouth, pouty and enticing. She was so wet, her cream flowing out of her and making her pussy lips glisten.
He reached his finger out and ran the digit up and down the saturated flesh. “Do you want my tongue here, Kayla?” Glancing up at her, he slipped his finger down to her pussy hole and circled it. She didn’t speak, just groaned and nodded.
Moving in closer, the smell of her arousal was so intoxicating it caused his body to heat. He was primed for her, so ready to fuck her he could barely stand it. He placed his tongue at her core, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as her wetness tantalized his taste buds. Dragging his tongue up, he made sure to lick and tease her pussy lips before sucking her clit into his mouth. The small bud was hard and engorged, and he sucked with fervor, needing her to get off. Slipping a finger into her pussy, he continued to suck on her clit.
He started to thrust his hips into the mattress, needing pressure against his cock to relieve the ache. He teased her opening, never letting her clit leave his mouth as he slowly started to push the digit inside. The feel of his trousers against his dick was almost unbearable. The feeling of her cunt against his mouth, of her cream along his tongue, helped to relieve some of his discomfort. He started to dry hump the bed while he ate her pussy out.
Kayla breathed in rapid secession below him, her stomach hollowing out as she gripped his hair tighter and pulled. Slowly, gently, he pressed his finger into her pussy hole. He got to the first knuckle, her pussy so tight around his finger he knew it would be heaven once he finally sunk balls deep in her. He didn’t go much farther, just started a slow fuck with his finger that had her pussy juice spilling from her. Her fluid dripped down his hand, and he couldn’t help but let go of her clit and run his tongue over her hole that was filled with his finger.
She was close to coming, he could tell. She tugged harder on his hair, the sound of her pleasure becoming louder with each passing moment. Lifting his gaze, he stared at her breasts. Her back was arched, her breasts jutted out, the nipples straining against the material of her bra. The muscles around his finger started to squeeze, pulling the digit in farther. He claimed her clit again, sucking harder and faster, needing her to let go.
“Come for me, Kayla.”
Chapter 8
Kayla moaned as her orgasm tore through her. It was a never-ending crescendo of pleasure as Adrik continued to suck and nip at tender flesh. The finger buried in her pussy pumped in and out swiftly, but never gave her the depth she desperately needed. She could feel her inner walls squeeze his large finger, trying to draw it farther in, but not succeeding. As her climax slowly receded, little aftershocks of pleasure zinged through her, keeping her extremely aware of how he made her body feel.
Dropping her hands, she breathed out roughly, her body now coated in a light sheen of sweat. Kayla closed her eyes when she felt him move up her body. When she cracked her eyes open, she saw him staring right at her. She smiled and lifted her too-heavy arms and wrapped them around his neck. He slanted his lips over hers, and she tasted herself on him. The heat he had produced leading up to her orgasm had dimmed somewhat, but as he teased the inner recesses of her mouth, she felt that burn start to intensify again. The feel of his steel-hard erection digging into her throbbing pussy had her gasping in awareness. She was so sensitive, still filled with pleasure, that just the slightest touch from him felt incredible.
He broke the kiss and climbed off her. This is it. All these years and I’m finally going to make love to Adrik. He stood at the edge of the bed and looked down at her. The dim lighting illuminated every defined muscle of his body. Slowly, almost teasingly, he gripped his belt and slowly took it off. The button on his pants was next, and then the he started to pull down the zipper. Her eyes were riveted to the sight, the sound of the zipper slowly sliding down causing need to wash through her. He pushed the material to the floor, and she felt her eyes widen.
The first thing she realized was that he wore no underwear. The second thing was that he was hairless and his cock was monstrous. His shaft was long and thick, the head big and swollen and already seeping clear fluid from the tip. She couldn’t tear her gaze from the sight of all those powerful muscles and that cock as thick as her wrist.
“Oh, Kayla. I am going to make you feel so fucking good, baby.”
His language inflamed her. The heat in her body intensified as he crawled onto the bed, between her thighs. He settled between her legs, spreading them wider to accommodate his large body. She sucked in air when his shaft pressed against her pussy. The head of his cock was round and big and bumped her clit deliciously. Lifting her hand, she cupped his jaw and stared into his eyes.
He dipped low and ran his lips across hers. He whispered softly, and she felt herself shiver in awareness. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
She wanted this, badly. She ached to feel his cock buried inside of her. He reached between their bodies and aligned his cock with the opening of her pussy. Just when she thought he would push into her, his whole body tensed, and he turned his head to the side.
“What’s wrong?”
He didn’t speak, didn’t move, for that matter. Fear started to take root, as well as confusion.
A string of curse words fell from his mouth. “We have company.”
“What?”
He got off her, and she instantly felt the chill in the air. He helped her off the bed, and she wrapped the sheets around her body. Adrik slipped on his pants on and went over to the banister. He looked over it and stayed there for several seconds.
“You might want to get your clothes on.”
She didn’t ask any questions, just quickly grabbed her dress off the floor and pulled it on. When she picked up her underwear and got a good look at them, she realized they were beyond repair. She hadn’t heard Adrik move, so when she realized he was right in front of her she took a startled step back. He took her panties and brought them to his nose, inhaling deeply and growling. She stared at him with what she knew were wide eyes. He stuffed them in his pocket and grabbed her hand.
He led them over to the banister. A suspended moment seemed to pass when everything seemed quiet and still. Just as Kayla was about to turn and ask him what was going on, she heard the sound of deep rumbling. She strained to hear, not able to distinguish what was making that noise. It was almost like thunder. She opened her mouth to say something just as the front door burst inward. Stifling a scream, she felt herself get shoved back, behind Adrik’s body.
Glancing around Adrik’s arm, she felt her eyes widen at who stood in the doorway. She covered her mouth with her hand as she stared at her twin, Kaleb. It was definitely her brother, but there was something wrong with him. He was huge, easily seven feet tall, with massive muscles stacking his body. Even from this distance, she could see his amber-colored eyes glowing fiercely.
“Kaleb?” She heard the strangled note of fear in her voice.
What’s wrong with him? His clothes were shreds of fabric hanging off his huge body. Her twin’s gaze shot to her, and his eyes seemed to darken with rage. She choked back a cry when she noticed the claws that covered the tips of his massive fingers. A growl erupted from her brother, and she sucked in air as his fangs flashed brightly, two on the top and two on the bottom.
Adrik pushed her back farther behind him as Kaleb took several steps forward. The sound of her heart pounding in her chest was loud in her ears. Kaleb took a running step and then leapt, flying through the air and grabbing the banister. He flung himself over it, landing on the second level mere feet from them.
She involuntarily took several steps back. The man-monster in front of her was not Kaleb. She looked at Adrik, gauging his reaction. He seemed cool and composed, not at all like how she was feeling.
“I thought I told you to stay away from her?” Kaleb’s voice was deep and distorted, gravelly and laced with malice.
She wiped her cheeks, realizing hot tears coated them. Kaleb was supposed to be away on a mission, but here he was, looking like a beast ready to tear apart the man she loved. Choking back a sob when Kaleb flicked his glowing amber eyes toward her, she actually feared her brother.
“Please don’t cry, Kayla. I won’t hurt you.” Kaleb attempted to sound calmer, gentler, but it fell short. His murderous glare shot to Adrik and seemed to darken even more. “Look what you’ve done to her!”
“For your own good, I suggest you leave right now, Lyken.”
Kaleb gave a humorless laugh and took a step toward Adrik. “You’re kidding, right? I could rip your throat out right now, and you wouldn’t even see it coming.”
Lyken? “What the hell’s going on?” Her voice rose with fear and anxiousness. She stepped all the way back until she felt the cool wall behind her.
“I’ll let you live right now if you hand over Kayla.” Kaleb kept clenching and unclenching his hands, the wicked-looking claws he sported digging into his palm, blood dripping onto the floor.
“I’m not going to ask you again, Kaleb. I suggest you leave, now. There is no way in hell I’m letting Kayla leave when you’re turned.”
Kaleb bared his fangs at Adrik, and Kayla gave a cry. “Kaleb? What’s going on? Someone tell me what the hell is going on!” She sounded hysterical. She could hear it in her voice. She needed answers.
Adrik turned and looked down at her, sympathy covering his features. He lifted his hand and ran it down her cheek. Kaleb let out an animalistic growl, and they both looked at him.
“Don’t you fucking touch her, you leech. I could smell your lust for my sister all the way down the fucking road!”
Adrik took a step forward, and the tension in the room seemed to shoot up. When he spoke, his voice was low and distorted. “Kayla is my Chosen. Now leave!” Adrik roared the last word.
Kayla flinched, the sound sending tingles of fear and worry down her spine. Kaleb let out a string of nasty curses and then lunged for Adrik. Screaming, she took several steps back as the two men she cared about the most attacked each other. Adrik’s eyes were changed to those bottomless black orbs, and she could see his fangs as he bared them at Kaleb.
Kaleb was taller and thicker than Adrik, but her vampire was holding his own, throwing punches and fighting her brother fiercely. Blood started to coat their clothing, and Kayla felt helpless. She couldn’t stand and watch her brother and the man she was in love with kill each other.
Yelling, screaming for them to stop, she realized they wouldn’t listen. Without thinking, only feeling she needed to stop them, she ran forward, intent on pulling them off each other. A stupid move, she realized it midstride, but she refused to let them tear each other apart. Grabbing Kaleb’s beefy arm, she tried to pull him away. He was immovable, the muscles in his forearm so rock solid he wouldn’t budge.
With her arm still gripping Kaleb’s, she felt him rear it back. She cried out in pain when he inadvertently slammed his elbow into the side of her face. She flew backward with so much momentum she crashed into the opposite wall. The air wheezed from her lungs, and she slid down to the ground. Colors flashed before her eyes, and she groaned in pain. She could barely make out Adrik and Kaleb, saw them stop fighting, and felt a small sliver of relief overshadow the pain. It was gone as soon as it appeared. The last thing she saw before darkness took her was Adrik and Kaleb rushing toward her.
Chapter 9
Pain is what woke Kayla. Her head pounded incessantly, which in turn had her groaning. Opening her eyes, she blinked several times, trying to clear her vision. Her cheek started to throb, and she lifted her hand to cup it. Wincing at the tenderness, she let her hand fall. She blinked a few more times and turned to the voices that murmured softly beside her.
“How are you feeling, love?”
Adrik’s voice was pitched low, but she could hear the strain in it. He sat in a chair at the side of the bed. Kaleb paced behind him while he ran a hand over his hair. As if he felt her stare on him, he stopped pacing and moved toward her. He pushed Adrik away, which caused Adrik to growl disapprovingly.
Kaleb sunk to his knees until he was eye level with her. He gripped her hand and held it tightly. Concern was etched into his features, and she just now realized he was back to “normal.” She still couldn’t get the image of him looking like a crazed monster out of her mind. His gaze kept going to the side of her face, and his expression turned darker.
“It was an accident.” She remembered clearly what had happened and knew the guilt he must feel.
Shaking his head, Kaleb closed his eyes and breathed out. “I am so fucking sorry. I will never forgive myself for hurting you.” Bringing her palm to his mouth, he kissed it gently. “I didn’t even realize you were right beside me. I was too far gone to realize. I’m so sorry.”
Adrik let out a deep and rumbling growl, and she looked at him. “I would have ripped your throat out if you weren’t her brother.”
Kayla expected Kaleb to say some smart-ass comment, but he just kept his head down, his jaw clenched.
Taking her hand from Kaleb, she pushed herself up and regretted it. Her head instantly pounded, and a wave of nausea took hold of her. Stifling a moan, she gripped her forehead.
“Can someone please tell me what is going on?” The image of how her brother looked, fierce, animalistic, washed through her in a powerful wave. Adrik and Kaleb glanced at each other before Adrik spoke.
“I think it best you tell her, and since you fucking knocked her out cold, I think you should be completely honest, about everything.”
Kaleb winced, and she sat up a little higher. Taking a deep breath, her brother let go of her hand and rubbed the back of his neck.
“Fuck! Why is this so hard?” He stood and paced the length of the bed as he worried his hair with his hand. The blond strands stood out, making him look vulnerable.
“Just start from the beginning, Kaleb.” She kept her voice soft. Adrik got up, kissed her on the forehead, and descended the stairs. She watched him leave, shivering from the chill in the air.
Several quiet and heavy minutes passed before Adrik returned with a big glass of water in one hand and a bottle of pain reliever in the other. She thankfully took the two pain pills and followed them with a big swig of water.
“Remember when Mom and Dad died?”
Kayla nodded as memories of their parents flooded back to her. They had been only thirteen when their parents had died in a MVA. It had been a hit-and-run accident that resulted in their parents’ car skidding off the road and over an embankment. The car had rolled and landed in a lake, which resulted in them drowning.
Even though they were only thirteen, they had become emancipated—Kaleb’s doing. Their parents had left them everything, which, surprisingly, had been a fortune. Three years later, Adrik had come into the picture. She remembered when she first saw him, so big and powerful, confident and sure of himself. He had told them he knew their parents, knew things about them that couldn’t be disputed. He acted like a big brother to her, but her feelings for him had instantly grown into something deeper.
At eighteen, Kaleb had enrolled in the military, and after graduation, he left, checking in on her regularly, but not coming home for long stretches of time. That had been so hard for her. Kaleb had left, and so had Adrik. So she immersed herself in her studies, getting her n
ursing degree and working at the hospital, and then Adrik had come back.
“Yes, I remember.”
Kaleb exhaled, but didn’t stop pacing. “I never joined the military.” He said it so matter-of-factly.
She stared at him, knowing her confusion was clear on her face. All this time has been nothing but lies? “I don’t understand. If you weren’t in the Special Forces, then where have you been all this time? Why did you leave me?” Although she knew anger and betrayal should have been strong inside of her, she couldn’t bring herself to feel much of anything. He breathed out again, and Kayla clenched her teeth.
“I have been staying in the mountains.” He walked over to the banister and gripped the railing hard. “I knew since I could speak, but Mom and Dad wanted to wait. They wanted to wait until you were older and could fully understand what it meant. They planned on telling you when they got back from their trip, but…” He shook his head. “Well, you know the rest.”
Yes, she did. Her parents didn’t tell her anything because they had died. She was at a loss for everything. She glanced over at Adrik, saw his downcast eyes, and could tell what Kaleb was saying wasn’t news to him. The confusion was substantial, and slowly she started to feel the hurt that she had been lied to by two people she loved more than anything.
Glancing back at Kaleb, she willed her voice not to shake when she spoke. “Okay, so you’ve been living in the mountains doing what?”
“I’ve been training.”
“Training for what?” Kayla could hear the bewilderment in her voice. She didn’t miss how Adrik and Kaleb looked at each other once again.
“I have been leaning how to hunt and track, how to provide and protect. It’s what we do.” There was a little catch in his voice on the last part, and he turned his back on her, as if what he had said shamed him.
