by Eve Newton
“Fuck, Lily, you’re so hot, so wet. Fuck, I love you,” he whispers, taking my hands and pinning them above my head as he nails me against the door.
“Ooh, yes,” I cry out, feeling the orgasm that I was seeking after my dream tear through me, but my thoughts are all on Lloyd. He is getting the job done and the Hunter is far from my mind when I clench around him, desperately clutching his cock with my pussy, as I soak him with cum.
“Fuck, yes,” he groans. “Nothing on earth feels as good as this, Lily. I’m so sorry I was an ass. I love you. Please say you forgive me.”
I pull my hands out of his and cup his face as he pulls away from the door and cups my ass. He walks us to the bed and drops me down lightly, covering my body with his so that he can kiss me sweetly.
He pulls back and searches my eyes. “If you need the Vampire, then take him. In whatever way you need him to make you happy. That’s all I care about, Lily. It’s all I want in this world is to see you happy and satisfied. I love you and I’m willing to share you with him, if that’s what you decide you need to be whole.”
I blink up at him in shock. “What?” I croak. “Share me? What do you mean?”
“Exactly that. Discuss your options with him. He wants you, that much is obvious, and you crave what he can give you, things that I can’t. I know that and I accept that I fail you with that. This is my way of showing you that just because I can’t give you the bite, I accept that you can get it from him.”
“Fuck, Lloyd,” I say, sitting up and pushing him off me. “This is…” I stop speaking because I have no words. My mind is racing. Am I still dreaming?
“Just him,” he says quietly when I remain silent. “I can see the chemistry between the two of you. I don’t think I could accept it if you went off with just any Vampire to seek what you need.”
“Thank you,” I blurt out and grab his face so that I can kiss him.
He sits back so I can crawl into his lap and grind myself down on his cock again.
“It means so much to me that you said these things. I’ll think seriously about it,” I say as I ride him slowly. I already know that I’m taking him up on the offer, but it’s in better taste to pretend to ponder his words.
He chuckles at me, probably knowing my thoughts. I smile and kiss him, wanting this moment to be just about us now and no one else.
Chapter 8
Mason
I slice into the steak, watching the blood ooze out of it. I’m alone in the huge dining room, sitting in a random chair at the twenty-seater table. I haven’t had a good steak in years, having lived off the grid and on the run. It was nice to get back in the kitchen and cook. I’m no gourmet chef, but steak and mashed potatoes I can do, and do well.
I take a bite and chew slowly, relishing the taste when her scent catches my attention. She is with that asshole Warlock who is threatened by me in a big way. I’m not sure if it’s because he’s banging the Queen or because he senses that I might be more Alpha than him. Either way, he needs his ass kicked. Preferably by me.
Lilith, on the other hand, is not what I expected. She is sweet and gentle, and her touch is… I breathe in deeply and push my plate away. I can’t stay away from her, knowing she is so close.
I stand up and make my way into the kitchen, following that sweet scent and trying to ignore the stench of Warlock. I’m a Wolf. I don’t trust magick and therefore I don’t trust those who wield it. I know she is half Witch, but her Vampire is so much stronger. I can feel it.
I see Lilith standing in the dark, in the corner where the countertops meet, alone, in a black silk robe. She turns her head to the side as I approach her, but she doesn’t move. It’s almost as if she wants me to box her in, which I do, pressing my body as close to hers as I can without touching her. If I do, I’ll be lost, and she doesn’t yet understand anything about this. It will likely kill me, but I can’t touch her skin again. Not yet.
“Mason,” she purrs in that sexy voice that makes a tingle go over me.
I inhale deeply and deduce that she has definitely been in bed with the Warlock. His scent is all over her. It makes the Wolf in me growl with irritation and jealousy.
“That prick is your boyfriend?” I ask, unable to help it.
She places the glass filled with a dark red liquid to the countertop and turns to face me. Her robe is tied closed, but I can see that she is naked underneath.
“What’s it to you?” she asks, licking her lips.
“You deserve better,” I murmur, taking in her waves of blonde hair, mostly so that I won’t stare at the swell of her tits visible through the thin fabric of the silky robe.
“You don’t know anything about me,” she says lightly.
“I want to,” I whisper. Against all of my better judgment, I reach out and pull on the belt of her robe, undoing it so that it falls open. I take in a deep breath at the sheer tease of her body showing. She doesn’t stop me when I carefully pluck the fabric away, peeling the silk from her skin, careful not to touch her, to expose her gorgeous body to me. Her tits are perfect, not too big, but enough that if I pushed them together, I could slide my dick in between them. Her nipples are erect, tempting me to bite them. I skim my gaze down her ribs and over her flat stomach. Her hips are slim, and her thighs toned. But her pussy makes me part my lips and let out the breath I was holding in anticipation. She is shaven completely so I can see how pretty she is. I want nothing more than to dive my tongue between her lower lips and bite her clit until she screams my name.
But I can’t.
“Like what you see?” she whispers wickedly.
I let out a soft laugh. “I do. Did you?”
“Mm,” she murmurs. “You aren’t bad to look at.”
I choke back a snort of indignation. There are very few women that haven’t drooled all over me the second they saw my abs. I know my body is hard and I like it that way. This Vampire Queen is playing it really cool, teasing me, allowing me to see her body but not giving me anything back. She is driving me wild. My dick is so hard in my sweatpants, I want to take it out and force it between her full red lips to service me.
But I won’t.
She deserves better than that.
I flick my tongue out, tasting the sweat that has formed on my upper lip. The longer I stand this close to her, the hotter I get. I wanted to see, prove to myself that what I felt when she touched me was real.
Every molecule in my body is on fire being this close to her. I need to step back; I need to move away from her.
I reach out, gripping her robe tightly and pulling the sides closed. I wrap her back up, using every ounce of inner strength that I have to tie the bow on the belt and step back several paces from her heady scent.
Her eyes pin mine, questioning my actions.
“I know what this is,” I say quietly. “I know what I feel when I touch you. I know that being so close to you affects me physically. You don’t know. You aren’t ready yet.” I turn and walk away from her as quickly as I can without rushing off like a coward from these feelings that are suddenly overwhelming me.
I head down the stairs to the barracks, which is just a fancy word for the place that looks like it used to be a prison with cells as the bedrooms. There is a sink in each cell, but the toilets and showers are communal. I head straight there. I need to douse this heat coursing through me or I’m going to burst into flames. Or that’s what it feels like.
As I strip off and step under the nearest showerhead, I turn the tap on cold. I tilt my head back and let the arctic blast of water hit me in the face, cooling me down, before I place my hands on the tile and lean forward so that an icy river can trail down my back. I stand there shaken by the intensity of this feeling. I’ve heard of it, but I have never felt it. Not even with the woman I was in love with and lost so long ago. I thought she was it. I thought what I felt was it. However, coming here, touching Lilith, being so close to her, I know now that I was wrong.
By some twist of fate, somehow, the
half Witch, half Vampire Queen is the one.
My one.
My Alpha mate.
Chapter 9
Lilith
My hands are trembling as I run the cloth under the cool water at the kitchen sink. I am red hot. My head feels like my hair will light on fire any minute now. Every cell in my body is scorching after the close proximity of the Wolf. I’ve never felt anything like it before. I was desperately disappointed when he did my robe back up and walked away. I know it’s wrong. Lloyd has given me leeway with Axl. If I had acted upon the feelings that are coursing through me from Mason’s…whatever it was, I would feel guilty. But that doesn’t stop me from nearly weeping with the agony of being away from him now. I need to touch him. I need him to touch me. It hurts my heart to know that he isn’t.
I place the cool, damp cloth on the back of my neck at the same time as the kitchen door opens again.
“Axl,” I rasp, needing him to stay where he is. If he comes any closer, I might jump on him and ride him until his cock breaks. I need more time before I do that. I need to make sure that Lloyd means what he says before I risk our relationship to satisfy the Vampire in me.
“Care to finish what we started?” he asks bluntly.
“I can’t right now,” I whisper, keeping my body turned away from him.
“Have to get back to the Warlock? I heard what he said to you about me…”
“What?” I ask, spinning around to face him. “What do you mean?”
“He understands that he can’t give you what I can,” he says, coming closer slowly, stalking me.
“You’re spying on me?” I spit out, furious at this revelation that he eavesdropped.
“Not exactly. I can’t help my Vampire hearing. I’m your new neighbor courtesy of your father,” he explains, but I don’t understand.
“My father? What has he got to do with anything?” I ask confused.
“He collared me outside before. Wants me to be your protector and mentor. Told me to move into the room next to yours. I’m not exactly in a position to refuse him, you know, seeing as this is his house.” He gives me a penetrating look, along with a slight smile that makes my skin tingle.
“Did he now?” I drawl, not in the least bit surprised. I completely believe that he did this. “He is too over-protective for his own good. So, what now? What does ‘being my mentor’ entail?”
“He wants you to harness the Vampire inside you, he wants you to be strong to rule. I’m to help you with that, by whatever means necessary. I am at your service, My Queen,” he adds with a low bow. “Whatever you need.”
I roll my eyes at him. “Whatever I need?” I ask and make a decision. I hold my hand out.
He grabs it immediately.
I lead us out to the dining room and hoist myself up onto the mahogany table. I open my legs just wide enough for him to slip in between them, his hands going to rest on my waist.
“Shouldn’t you be getting back to your lover?” he murmurs, brushing my tangle of waves out of my face.
“In a minute,” I whisper back. “I want what you promised me earlier.”
“I want that too,” he says and drops his fangs.
I tilt my head to the side, bracing myself for the bite, when Uncle Jacob strides into the dining room.
“There you are,” he says and throws my shoes lightly to the floor at my feet. “We need to talk.”
“A lot of that going around,” I mutter with a sigh in frustration.
Axl snaps his fangs back, once again bite-blocked. The man has the patience of a saint, I’ll give him that.
Jacob completely ignores the fact that he walked in on us about to share something intimate, probably so that he doesn’t have to address it in any manner. I don’t blame him. I hope he just keeps on talking about whatever is on his mind.
“Are you absolutely sure he threw something at you?” he asks.
Axl instantly goes on alert.
“Yes, it hit me. It hurt,” I say.
“You didn’t find anything?” Axl asks.
“Not a thing,” Jacob snarls, annoyed. “That means that he must’ve hit you with magick. We need to do a scan and see what the hell type of magick is inside you.”
“A scan?” I ask, a bit concerned.
“Meet us downstairs in an hour,” he says, leaving it at that as he storms out. “And if you see Lloyd, will you tell him to get his lazy ass downstairs NOW!”
I meet Axl’s eyes. “I’d better go…” I say, slipping off the table.
“The anticipation of this is only going to heighten the exhilaration,” he says, taking my hand and kissing my knuckles. “I can wait.”
“I want you,” I whisper, squeezing his hand. “Do you want me too? I mean for me?” I add tentatively. I suddenly need to know if I’m just a notch on his biting bedpost.
“Oh, love, you have no idea how bad I want you,” he says, dragging me closer so that he can press his hard body against mine.
I lift my mouth to his, expecting a kiss, but he shakes his head. “No, if I can’t take that kiss and turn it into a bite that will make your blood heat up and roar through your veins, then no. We will wait for the right time.”
“Damn you,” I mutter, pulling away from him and heading back upstairs.
I’m starting to feel really hard done by tonight, as my mother would say.
Chapter 10
Lilith
I sneak back into my bedroom to see Lloyd right where I left him, fast asleep. I smile wickedly and climb back into the bed, slipping the sheet off him and straddling him. I press my pussy to his cock and rotate my hips gently, enjoying the pleasure this brings me.
“Mm,” he murmurs, cracking his eyes open. “Using me for your pleasure, my Queen?”
“Yes,” I purr, placing my hands on his chest, rubbing my clit against his cock.
“You’re so wet,” he whispers, grabbing my hips gently to steady me, not control me.
“You turn me on,” I reply, knowing this isn’t entirely true. Both Mason and Axl have worked me up something bad and I need a release before I burst.
“Use me,” he pants as I speed up some more, almost to the point where I go from normal human speed to Vampire speed. “Fuck,” he groans.
“Aah,” I cry out, my head flung back as my clit pulsates against his cock, pumping my blood through my veins with the fire of a climax that was long overdue.
“You are so beautiful. I love you,” he whispers, sitting up and kissing me, flicking his tongue lightly over my lips before he plunges it into my mouth to duel with mine.
I want to tell him the same, but right now doesn’t feel like the right time. I came to him after being fired up by not only one other man, but two. Choosing now to tell him those words for the first time seems to be in really bad taste.
I pull away and change the subject. “Jacob wants you downstairs, as soon as possible,” I say.
He jerks back from me with a concerned look. “Why? When did he tell you this?”
“About twenty minutes ago and it’s about the thing the Hunter prick threw at me. He thinks it was magick and wants to do some scan or something…”
“Twenty minutes?” he says, almost harshly, “and you wait til now to tell me. Jesus, Lilith, this is the Coven, you don’t wait to tell me when a superior Warlock is looking for me.” He leaps off the bed, shoving his clothes on at a rapid rate.
I sit back, stunned that he was so harsh. I mean, I don’t expect him to be a fucking lapdog here for my every whim, but I think he’s being a bit of a dick, right now; his tone has really hurt me.
“He said I didn’t need to be down for an hour,” I point out.
“Yeah, you,” he hisses. “If he was looking for me, I needed to be there twenty minutes ago! Fuck’s sake…” he adds under his breath.
“You are being a bit of a dick about this,” I snap at him, climbing off the bed and folding my arms in my anger at his attitude.
“Nothing comes above the Coven, Lilit
h, you know this,” he snaps back.
I take an involuntary step back, my face going hard. “I see,” I say coldly.
“Fuck, Lily, I didn’t mean…” He runs his hand through his hair in agitation. “I just meant that…”
“No, I’m quite clear where I stand,” I growl at him and turn to storm into the en-suite, slamming the door behind me, trying not to cry while he is still in the bedroom.
This night that started out so perfectly has gone down the toilet in a big fucking way.
“Lilith, please, I have to go, but you know I love you. You know how much you mean to me,” he says quietly through the door.
I ignore him and turn on the shower. I’m still feeling hot inside from the encounter with Mason and I need to cool off. I can’t go down to the basement where the Coven gathers in a temper. I need to calm the fuck down and go down there as if nothing has happened. I won’t be the kind of Queen that brings her personal life to the job, nor will I be the kind of woman who can’t control her emotions.
I tie my hair up into a messy bun and stand under the cool shower, taking a deep, soothing breath.
A soft knock at the door makes me grit my teeth. I’m about to tell Lloyd to fuck off when Axl’s sexy British accent filters through the thick wood of the door.
“Everything okay in there, pet?”
“Fine,” I grit out, forcing a smile on my face so it doesn’t sound like I’m about to bite someone’s head off.
“Vampire hearing, remember,” he calls out. “Can I come in?”
I gape at the door through the misty shower screen. “I’m in the shower!” I exclaim.
“So? I’m going to see you naked at some point, why not now?” he replies. I can hear his cheeky smile reflected in his tone.
