Eternal Envy (The Seven Sin Sisters 2)

by Paloma Beck

  Very slowly, gently, Caedon ran his index finger under her panties. He felt her soft curls and then the wetness of her core. She jumped when he touched that precious point and her soft sigh caused air to brush the hair at his nape.

  Caedon turned his head to look into Eloise’s eyes. He spoke in a barely recognizable voice, “It’s okay, Eloise. I’ll go slowly. I just need to touch you, to feel how ready you are.”

  She smiled at him and his mouth descended to her breasts as he kissed her ripe nipples through the lace. She ran her fingers through his hair and Caedon allowed himself to become absorbed in the intense feelings rushing through him. A strange aura, nearly visible and certainly palpable, seemed to wrap around the patio and embrace them.

  Caedon moved each cup of Eloise’s bra down. He looped the bra cups underneath her breasts to push them higher. Her ripe little nipples called for him to suck on them. Who was he to deny it? Lowering his head, he took one beaded tip into his mouth and pulled. Eloise moaned. He sucked harder. She moaned louder. Moving to the other breast, Caedon followed the same pattern until her moans were pleading.

  “Please, Caedon…” Eloise’s words were cut off when Caedon used his teeth to nip at her flesh, gentle but enough for Eloise to feel the bite. Her nipples grew harder, her back bowed off the sofa and he couldn’t stop the chuckle that rose from his chest. She was absolutely explosively responsive. He couldn’t be more pleased. Eloise was perfection.

  Caedon’s dark stare overheated her skin while his soft breaths cooled it each time he drew away from her nipple to look down at her again. He completely devoured her breasts, annihilating her reserve along with any resolve Eloise had to be patient. Eloise had never felt something so tantalizing. No other man she played with had ever satisfied her, but that was about to change. Caedon’s mouth and tongue were burning hot, such a striking difference against the cooler touch of his lips. She arched into his mouth for more friction, greedy for more, and he laughed.

  “You like it. Goddess, how did I get so lucky?” Caedon’s voice was incredibly deep and rough with desire.

  As part of the Valendite Breed, his parents raised Caedon to know the prophecy, to appreciate the significance of claiming a mate. He may not have listened to all their parental advice but he did plan to worship Eloise just as they had taught him until the day he died. The sharing of blood was so sacred that nothing and no one could tear them apart. Not only would their blood bond them together but it would also sustain Caedon and prolong Eloise’s life so she could live as long as he did.

  Leaning up to Eloise, he brushed his lips against hers, quickly deepening the kiss. Eloise sighed–this was exactly what she needed-and opened to him when she felt his tongue swipe along her lips. Not one to sit back and be controlled, she dared him with her tongue, dueled for supremacy. She was certain this man would challenge her right back. In fact, he was already. Oh, she so loved this. He really was delectable.

  Touching him now, running her hands along the contours of his chest was equal to touching raw power itself. He exuded strength; the vibrations emanating from him flared Eloise’s desire higher and higher. The glowing aura surrounding them was nearly too bright now. Caedon was enormous above her, so tall and broad compared to her smaller frame, and his muscles bulged as his arms held him above her.

  Eloise was completely lost in sensation. The heat inside her grew more intense and she couldn’t fight her need to touch every part of this man. She wanted to know him intimately, in all ways she wanted him to belong to her. Eloise pulled at the long locks of hair that came down along his neck. She ran her hands down his back to the waistline of the pants he’d yet to remove and then moved her hands between herself and Caedon. She felt for the sprinkles of hair that formed a line down his abdomen. Everywhere she touched was hard male flesh and she wanted to feel more of it.

  When Caedon pulled away from her, Eloise clung to him in protest afraid he was going to stop now. He only chuckled and buried his face into her neck, “I’m not stopping.”

  “How did you know I was thinking that?”

  “I can’t read your thoughts, if that’s what you’re wondering. I just saw the look on your face and it was easy to guess.” Caedon assured her but he paused for just a minute before she saw his clothes literally disappear from his body. There was a slight breeze and then his warm skin was all she could feel beneath her palms. She held his buttocks in her hand, firm globes that flexed as he leaned in to her once again.

  Caedon framed her face with his large hands and drew her head up to meet his eyes. He kissed Eloise again with the same fervor he’d used the first time and her arousal shot right back up again. When he stopped, she could hardly breathe, a sensation she wouldn’t ever get used to.

  “Do you know what to do, Eloise?” Caedon looked at her expectantly and she felt foolish. She knew about the blood exchange but hadn’t considered the details. She shook her head.

  “While we kiss, take your tongue and run it along my sharpest teeth. Then the blood exchange will bind us and I can take you.”

  Caedon’s words were barely spoken when Eloise dove in for the kiss. There was no gentleness, no easing into it. Eloise licked a long, delicious path across his entire set of upper teeth. She felt the pinch of puncturing her tongue and then tasted the first drops of her blood. Caedon growled, his chest rumbling with his own desire for her. She tensed infinitesimally and then relaxed into his warmth. She could feel his desire now as if it were her own. Like vines wrapped around one another, they were connected, and the knowledge and emotions that followed it multiplied her need to be claimed.

  “Oh Goddess, Caedon, I need to feel more. This is all too much. And then not enough,” Eloise’s breathless voice came across his skin like a whisper.

  “Me too, baby, me too,” Caedon stroked her arms and pulled her firmly against him as he unhooked her bra and then drew it from her. He could simply remove her clothes through suggestion but he wanted the pleasure of physically removing them this first time.

  “We’re bonded now, right Caedon? I can feel your emotions. Can you feel mine?” Eloise asked her questions, one after the other without time for him to answer, as Caedon worked to roll down her stockings and bare her legs.

  “It’s a powerful thing for mates, baby. Don’t let it overwhelm you. Relax and we’ll enjoy it together.”

  “Relax? Are you freakin’ kidding me? I cannot relax. I need you,” Eloise nearly shouted.

  Caedon laughed, just a small chuckle.

  “You like to laugh at me. You keep…” Eloise started until his tongue began climbing up her leg. Warmth radiated out from each part of her she touched.

  “I laugh because you are perfect for me. I laugh at my own good fortune,” Caedon assured her but she was already lost in sensation once again. Eloise groaned as he reached the juncture of her thighs and bit her panties. Slowly, he moved back down her legs dragging her soaked panties with him. His nose flared as he took deep breaths and allowed his eyes to flutter closed. Shit, he could smell her arousal.

  “D-do you like that?”

  His eyes sprung open as he dropped her panties from his mouth, “Do I like you? Or your arousal? Your scent? Your taste?” Caedon kissed his way back up her other leg as he made each question its own stop. “Baby, I like all of you.”

  “Oh, Goddess,” Eloise nearly rose from the sofa when he blew cool air over her center.

  With a grin, Caedon spoke softly and she strained to listen, afraid to miss any of his words, “Our blood bond will make the sex we are about to have even hotter than anything you’ve ever experienced. I plan to keep you happily in bed for quite some time.” He rose then from the floor between her legs and pulled her to him, carrying her into his house.

  “But I thought you had to go to work,” Eloise grinned.

  “You, little minx, knew I would not likely be able to resist if you played that seduction game with me, so no acting innocent now.” Caedon looked fierce. “Besides, I was waiting for all the
wrong reasons.”

  “What were those?”

  “I thought you’d want to take it slow, to get to know each other first.”

  “We are going to get to know each other, very intimately,” Eloise stretched her arms around Caedon’s neck and sighed as he walked brusquely through a large open area that seemed to function as his entire home. Through half hooded eyes, she saw a blur of kitchen, dining and seating areas. It was nicer than she’d expect of a bachelor pad.

  And then they were in a room designed with the richest tones of green. Another full wall of windows looked out over the vineyards and nearly blended with the moss hues of the room. But Eloise focused in on the bed. It was magnificent and at least the width of two king beds.

  When he placed her down on it, she drew her hands across the blanket to feel its silky texture. It was so soft that she couldn’t stop herself from rolling on it and allowing every part of her body to feel the decadence of luxury.

  Chapter Three

  Caedon wanted to roar in victory to see his mate lying in his bed. It was exactly where she belonged and he had plans to keep her there for a long while. He grinned. Donovan had said to keep her off her ankle. That was definitely something he was prepared to do.

  Eloise purred into his blanket, rubbed her face on his pillow. Wait, was she smelling his pillow? And those purrs began to sound an awful lot like moans to him. Caedon’s heart thudded and the tightness in his groin grew more insistent. The thought of her belonging to him was completely overwhelming. He’d had all he could take of one-night stands. And while he hadn’t had the time to travel around the world seeking his mate, he had wanted her more. Now she was here and all his.

  He watched her sultry little movements as she felt the silkiness of his linens. Her legs opened and closed as if to ease an ache much as he was feeling. Eloise drew her hand between her legs, to that place he wanted to be.

  “Don’t you dare. I will touch you. I want my hand between your legs,” Caedon warned and immediately her hand moved away. He had found his mate and he intended to claim her tonight.

  Lying down next to Eloise, Caedon turned her so they both lay on their sides facing one another. “You are a minx and I love it, but,” Caedon paused to be sure he had her attention, “in the bedroom, I expect to keep a sense of control over you.”

  Caedon watched for a reaction but seeing none, he leaned in to bite her lower lip. He indulged in her sweetness, licking along the seam of her lips until she moaned and they opened to invite him in. Eloise tried to take control of the kiss, dueling with her tongue but he’d have no part of it. Caedon held her tongue down with his and waited for her to submit. When her muscles went limp and he knew she wouldn’t resist, he continued his exploration. He swept his tongue along her teeth, stroked her tongue in approval and licked at her lips again. Ever so softly, Eloise poked her tongue out, gently seeking his touch and he gave it to her. The satisfaction he felt that she had asked for him to touch her instead of grabbing what she wanted fortified the need in him to control her. He knew she wanted him as much as he craved her, but he needed to be clear who would be the aggressor, the dominant one in the bedroom.

  Still kissing her, Caedon explored the curves of Eloise’s body, firm strokes from her breasts along her waist to the slight curve of her ass. Caedon loved that she wasn’t a petite woman he could break. Though he was still larger, Eloise would be able to take him without needing to be gentle. The thought made Caedon groan in satisfaction he rolled to pull her on top so he could feel the full length of her tiny body against his much larger one.

  Breaking the kiss, Caedon grabbed Eloise’s hips and moved her so she was sitting atop him, her legs spread around his hips and her center pressed to his groin. One single move and he could take her. He could join them at their very cores. Eloise’s sweet body called to him, and he fought an internal war to savor this moment and not rush. He knew in this moment, he wanted nothing more than to sink inside her heat. Goddess, but he wanted to ravage her first.

  Caedon looked up at Eloise and knew she felt the same desires coursing through her veins. No words were necessary because they now shared their emotions through the blood bond that began when Eloise had allowed him to sip on her blood earlier. Caedon could feel every emotion she felt, and when combined with his own intense desire, their joining—that bond all Valendite Breeds share with their mates—was an incredibly powerful experience.

  Caedon rolled them again to place himself above her, balancing on his elbows so his body wouldn’t crush her. He watched her golden eyes flutter open and look into his before a soft smile tilted the side of his mouth.

  Caedon’s hand moved to her center, lightly brushing the soft curls before finding her wet folds. His finger slid inside and she pressed eagerly against it, seeking friction. “Goddess, yes. Yes. You’re going to make me cum like this.” Eloise’s voice was high pitched, unsteady. It made Caedon smile in victory.

  “Yes. I know,” Caedon assured her as he grinned up at her, “Open your eyes and look at me.”

  Eloise complied though it cost her. Her motions stuttered as her cheeks flushed, the color trailing down her chest. Caedon was stunned to realize she looked shy suddenly.

  “Don’t get bashful on me now, baby,” he encouraged her, “keep moving. Show me what feels good.”

  “I can’t look at you while you do this.”

  “Well, you’re going to have to or I’ll stop,” Caedon threatened lightly, curious what this tenacious woman was embarrassed about. Her eyes closed as she pressed down against him again and he pinched her.

  With a gasp, Eloise opened her eyes, “W-what did you do that for?”

  “I told you to look at me. I want to see what you like and I can only do that by watching your beautiful face,” Caedon spoke while he continued stroking her. His finger now zeroed in on her clit as he rubbed faster and faster. Her muscles shook and he felt her falter ever so slightly.

  “Oh Goddess, Caedon, please,” Eloise bit her lip and cried out, never taking her eyes from him. Her cream melted onto his fingers as she came in a quiet whimpering. She moved and vibrated against his finger for several long minutes before he pulled his hand away and reached for her to lie down on him.

  “That was a preview just to get you warmed up.” Caedon spoke as he moved his mouth along the side of her head. He brushed kisses on her damp forehead and allowed himself a few minutes to calm his own need. He planned to see to her pleasure for far longer before he gave in to his own release.

  “Oh, Goddess, if that was the preview, I can’t wait for the main show,” Eloise’s voice sounded rough, her breathing still labored from her exertions.

  “I am going to give you exactly what you crave and you will take it all and love it,” Caedon couldn’t hold back the demand in his words but her shivered reaction told him she liked it.

  Placing her below him, Caedon lowered himself to her breasts, greedy for another taste of the sweet nipples he could see straining toward him. His tongue licked while his teeth nipped. Eloise pushed up against him seeking more of the sensation, but Caedon held her down with his body. Careful not to hurt her, he kept her restrained and unable to move while he had his fill.

  When he moved down along the slope of her hips, he saw it. The sign of the Magdalena Circle sat just below Eloise’s left hip bone. The sign showed Eloise’s soul sin was envy, which meant the only thing truly to satisfy her would be her mate. The thought heated Caedon. He sucked on the spot that bore her sign, pulling the skin into his mouth and nibbling gently with his teeth. Goddess, he wanted to devour every part of his mate. He had been starving for this connection.

  Caedon stopped to sit up on his knees and look down at Eloise. He was immensely pleased to see her whimpering with desire but holding herself back and allowing him to lead. Caedon’s own desire magnified with each tempting sound coming from his mate.

  “I want you to just relax and enjoy this moment. Soon I am going to take you, but let’s see how patient you
can be,” Caedon instructed Eloise. He saw the look of frustration on her face but she simply nodded.

  He stroked her curls, skimming the apex of her core to be certain she was ready for him to enter her. Valendite Breeds were large and his mate was tiny. Eloise was long and slender, a beautiful sculpture of grace. He would be sure not to hurt her-he grinned-in a bad way. She grew wet as her strangled moans grew louder. He’d told her to savor the moment but he wanted the same for himself. He wanted a memory to last a lifetime and he knew he’d always remember this moment when he claimed his mate.

  “Tell me what you’re feeling, baby,” Caedon encouraged her.

  “I can feel you. Not only my own desire but yours too,” Eloise’s high-pitched voice fought for the breath to finish her words.

  “Yes, my desire and yours are connected now. It’s part of the claiming.” If possible, Caedon felt her grow wetter as he affirmed her connection to him. He found it utterly overwhelming and satisfying at the same time to be bound to someone so seemingly perfect for him for an eternity. He just wished his parents could meet her.

  Caedon shook his thoughts away and grinned down at Eloise again as she tried to move against his fingers. He let his need to claim her wash over him and fill him up. She was perfect for him. There would never be any denying this. He stroked her with a firmer touch and palmed his own erection with a promise of more to come.

  Eloise watched him warily, hungrily. Her eyes were sparkling. Small bursts released from them like lightning bugs in the night sky. It must be her magic and it was striking in its powerful intent. Her body was calling to him.

  Caedon spread her legs wider, secured her knees over each of his arms and slid himself down. They touched at their cores. Her body completely open to him, Caedon ran his rigid cock along the outside of her folds.

  “Are you ready yet?” Caedon smirked to see Eloise’s mean look at his teasing. Before she could do any more, he pushed himself in to the hilt and froze. He could feel his sack resting on her ass, their curls intertwined as if they were one. Their eyes remained connected and Caedon watched to see when her body became accustomed to him before he moved again.