Dwyer, Dixie Lynn - SWAT Team Seven: Goddess of the Circle [The Men of Five-0 #5] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “Oh God, I feel like this is right. I want to feel you touch me. I don’t know you though. Are you doing this to me? Are you making me act this way?”

  He shook his head in denial.

  “My beautiful creature. I could take advantage of you without you knowing if I wanted to. But it seems, like no other, you have the ability to stop me from doing anything against your will. It is like we are connected beyond anything I have ever felt dear to. My blood is pumping through my veins, almost calling out to your blood, your scent, and your body.”

  She began to breathe more rapidly as she tilted her head back, parted her lips, and sighed in recognition.

  “I feel it, Julius. Holy shit, I can feel it. I want to scream with need. This is not right. How can you do this to me?”

  “Don’t scream. Don’t be fearful. I would never cause you harm.” He ran a finger across her breasts and she gasped.

  “Julius, I don’t even know you and you’re a vampire.” She chuckled slightly as if in disbelief of not only the words leaving her lips but the emotion she was feeling.

  “But that’s not how I operate. I want you to feel my touch, to want more of me. It’s how I feel about you.”

  He made soft circles over her nipple and areola, and the fabric pushed out as her nipple hardened.

  “Yes. Touch me. Do something to ease this ache,” she whispered then closed her eyes.

  Her legs parted, she rolled to her back, and tilted her chin upward. In her current state, she moaned softly as he played gently with her breasts. Her lips parted.

  Oh what I would do for a kiss from your lips, a taste of your cream, a chant of desire from your heart.

  He felt the urge to resist. Just one more peek at his gorgeous Polynesian goddess. Just one more touch. It wasn’t right to do this. Not now, not when he promised to restrain his need.

  “Please, Julius. You know what to do. You have to. You’re a vampire, an experienced man. Why does everything ache? Why am I not frightened of you?”

  The poor woman doesn’t even know how it works. She is destined as my mate, yet I cannot consummate the joining. Not when I made such a promise so many years ago. But I can bring her pleasure. Even if only from my touch and not by joining our bodies as one.

  “Are you sure, Melena?”

  She nodded her head.

  “Help me, Julius. I want to feel your hands on me.”

  “Close your eyes.”

  She did as he told her, like a good mate should. His heart ached for that bond with her, but knowing that the five wolves shared the same fate with her brought him a mix of emotions. He was angry, jealous but also relieved that she would be well taken care of. The Dolberg wolves were resourceful men. Their hardened hearts would not remain so cold and hard for long.

  He, too, closed his eyes and allowed his body to take whatever form it needed to. It felt as if he were justifying the need to have her, and being invisible would seem like the best alternative. Technically, it wouldn’t count as breaking his promise. Technically.

  Her shorts moved down her hips, revealing her perfectly shaved and pink pussy to his eyes. He inhaled her scent as she thrust her hips upward.

  Invisible, he lay by her side, trailing a finger along her curves, imagining being inside of her, making love to her and binding them for life.

  “Julius, where are you?” she asked in a voice that quivered, making his cock harden and his need to fuck her become almost impossible to resist. But he couldn’t. He couldn’t let this go so far. He shouldn’t even be here now, but she was his mate. The man, the vampire needed this connection, like he needed breath and blood.

  Her legs parted wider, his thoughts, his desires leading him to take more. His blood pushed toward the surface and reacted in finding its mate but the promise to her father held the reins tight. He inhaled more of Kamea’s scent. Her glistening cunt teased his hunger similarly to the need and thirst for blood and he could not control the desire to take a taste.

  Just one lick of her pussy, her cream and he would leave her alone. He delved his tongue between the wet folds as she panted and gasped. Her hands reached down to cover her pussy but he controlled her mind, her movements as her arms shot upward and against the pillow. The move caused her breasts to push forward and he caressed them with nimble fingers as he ate at her cream. She was so delicious. Such a tasty treat that he couldn’t stop. The fact that he knew she had the power to stop him but chose to be submissive and allow him these ministrations immersed pride through his entire being.

  “Julius! Oh my goodness, that feels so good.”

  He smiled.

  “More?” he asked between licks.

  “Yes. Yes, more.” She thrust her hips upward.

  He needed more, too. His fangs nipped along her clitoris and she moaned louder. Her body tightened and he calmed her mind, her voice so she wouldn’t cry out when she came. Her entire body sprung tight as he licked and sucked then took a little bite against the vein by her groin. She exploded, her body convulsed as she sat up gasping for air.

  * * * *

  Melena was breathing heavy, panting like some wild woman. She was dreaming of a man’s touch, a vampire’s touch, when she suddenly awoke and saw Julius. She thought he was in her dreams, but then he spoke to her, told her that he wanted to touch her. She didn’t need to think twice. She wanted it, too. For some god forsakenly strange reason, it was like she knew it was right. She knew that letting Julius touch her, taste her, fuck her would be right and oh so good. But she had the feeling that he wouldn’t go so far. Once she gave him permission, he used his mind to ease her concern and to also lower her voice. God, she wanted to scream out in ecstasy but couldn’t. It was such an amazing feeling. It was so sexual, so bold and strong the way he restrained her body and mind while bringing her pleasure but also giving her part of him.

  She felt lost in his strokes. The way his long tongue devoured her cream and made her pussy swollen for more of the sensations. At that moment she would give him whatever he wanted. As her breathing grew rapid and her hips thrust up toward his tongue and mouth, she felt some kind of magnetic force. It shocked her and made her become completely still but then, he bit her. She began to awaken fully as she looked around the dark room, wondering what the hell just happened. As she looked down she saw that she no longer wore her boxers and her pussy felt swollen and needy. She felt the cream dripping from her as she reached down and touched her pussy lips. The fear and excitement rushed through her system.

  “Julius? Show yourself again. I wanted this. I asked for you to touch me like this. Please, let me see you again?” As the words passed her lips, fear gripped her insides and sadness that he was afraid to stay. He didn’t do anything wrong. It felt so right.

  He was here with her. First right beside her on the bed and then invisible as he touched her intimately. She gave him permission. She allowed it, relished in it and wanted more.

  So much fucking more. But he left me. Why would he leave me? Was it nothing to him?

  She pulled on her boxers as she stared around the room wondering if the vampire was there. Could he really remain invisible and not talk to her about what just happened? Why was she feeling insulted? She wanted to hit something. She wanted more of Julius. Damn it!

  “Julius? Why?” she whispered.

  She jumped as she felt his hand gently glide up and down her left arm. He heart raced.

  “Julius?” she whispered.

  “Shh, please, Kamea. I can’t. I want too much,” he whispered.

  “Show yourself, Julius. Let me see you.”

  “I should go.” She gasped and shook her head as she knelt on the bed.

  “Please, Julius.”

  It was the most amazing thing she had ever seen. First there was nothing but thin air, yet his soft, gentle touch. Then suddenly, he was there, sitting beside her on the bed, holding her arms as he stared down into her eyes.

  “Sweet, precious woman. I don’t know why I allowed myself to taste yo
u, to touch you. I need to go.” He released her arms. She grabbed at him and pulled him back. She didn’t know why, but Melena hugged him tight, inhaled his scent and the feelings of masculinity, protectiveness of his strong, magical embrace.

  “I know this is crazy. God, I feel like I’ve lost my mind, but I want you to come back to me, Julius. I want to see you again. Will I? Will you remain a stranger in the night?”

  He stared down into her eyes and his red eyes glowed gently. They were mesmerizing. She lay back down and he scooted closer, almost over her. She swallowed hard. She felt the intense panic that he would leave and never return. Desperation filled her up.

  He leaned down and kissed her forehead.

  “The night, the darkness is my eternal tomb, Kamea. I dare not ruin your life with my burden.” Before she could argue against his statement, she felt him ease her mind as he kissed along her throat embellishing her skin with magical, tiny kisses. When their lips touched, that fire began to burn again in her belly and straight to her pussy.

  He released her lips.

  “Sleep now, Kamea. Rest.”

  “Will you come back?” she asked, feeling groggy and exhausted, yet that ache in her pussy was still present.

  “We will see,” he whispered.

  She closed her eyes and fell back to sleep.

  Chapter 7

  Julius Kordosky wasn’t the least surprised to find Gideon Dolberg waiting for him at his estate.

  “I was wondering if you were actually home and not answering your door on purpose or if you were out trying to locate my mate?” Gideon stated with arms crossed in front of his massive chest. Julius had a lot of respect for Gideon Dolberg and his brothers. They were quite impressive in appearance as both men and in were form.

  Julius chuckled.

  “Now, why, my good friend Gideon, would I ignore your calling? I was simply out enjoying the evening.”

  He gave a small wave and the front door unlocked. Thoughts of Kamea filled Julius’s mind. The scent of her arousal, her acceptance of his touch, then how she wanted him to stay, made his mind soar with pride, but his heart ache with pain. He could not pursue her. It seemed her fate lay elsewhere with the wolves.

  “Please come in.” Julius motioned for Gideon to follow. The wolf sniffed the air then made a small growl.

  “You saw her. You were with her again?” Gideon stepped toward Julius when Cullen, Julius’s friend and caretaker, a wolf, emerged. He carried a tray holding two snifters of brandy.

  “Good evening, Cullen. You remember Gideon Dolberg, don’t you?” Julius headed toward the sitting room off of the main entryway and both men followed.

  Cullen brought the tray over toward Gideon first.

  “Brandy, sir?”

  Gideon gave Julius an annoyed expression but thanked Cullen before taking the snifter. Cullen approached Julius and Julius took the other snifter as he held Cullen’s gaze.

  “Eventful evening, sir?”

  “Very, Cullen. Perhaps you would like to join us? Grab a cognac for yourself.”

  “I’m good, sir, and you have only but about thirty minutes until sunrise.”

  “Ah, yes, my impeding bedtime despite my three hundred years of age.”

  “You saw her tonight again and I want to know why and where she is. She is our mate, Julius. What the hell is going on?” Gideon asked.

  Julius took a sip from his drink as Cullen placed the tray down then stood by the door.

  “She is in good hands, wolf.”

  “If she is not in my hands or my brothers’, then she is not.”

  “It seems that the fates have given us quite the interesting adventure. You see, your mate cannot be exposed to the public eye so soon. She is of great value to the circle of elders.”

  “You mean because of her insight and development of the project she is engaged in with the city council?”

  Julius smiled.

  “I know of Xavier’s development of his new security program. I am meeting him tomorrow night, to discuss my role.”

  “Your role? Are you out of your mind, Julius? It is a were organization completely run by loyal weres.”

  Julius raised his eyebrow at Gideon’s insult. As if weres were more powerful or respected than vampires. Weres feared vampires because like Alpha weres, vampires were not easily controlled and many were only loyal to themselves.

  “I do not mean to insult you. We have not had any problems in the past, and you do not need me to tell you about the protocol of this realm or others. On earth, the weres rule. Yes, we do branch out to other resources from time to time to ensure that the sanctity of the circle remains intact.”

  “Yes, your cousins in Fagan Pack are the perfect example.”

  Gideon ground his teeth and stared at Julius.

  “That was a different situation. Vanderlan and my cousins share their mate and it ensures her healing powers and protection of the circle.”

  “Exactly. I am certain that Melena will present herself to you when the time is right.”

  Gideon placed the drink down onto the side table.

  “Julius, she is our mate. You know where she is hiding and I must insist that you share this information with me and my brothers immediately. She does not belong to you. You cannot withhold information about our mate from us.”

  Julius rose from his seat as Cullen took the empty glasses and placed them onto the tray.

  “Wait until noontime. You will find her by contacting your uncle. Melena will be communicating with him then.”

  “I know that something more is going on here. Is there another reason why you are not sharing her location with me now and why I can smell her scent on you?” Gideon asked.

  Julius could see his friend’s eyes beginning to glow. Gideon was obviously trying not to change forms. Julius wouldn’t be able to lie for much longer about their fate and the fact that Melena was his mate as well.

  Julius thought about it a moment. He had the opportunity to taste her, to absorb her cream, her blood, her sexuality and he wanted more. He knew that he would seek her out again and the thought of these other men doing the same while he slept angered him.

  “There is no other reason, except to protect her from unidentifiable enemies.”

  “If you were any other vampire, I would not be accepting this so easily. However, if what you say is not true and I do not have her in my possession by tomorrow, noontime, then you and I are going to have ourselves an unfortunate situation. Enjoy your sleep.” Gideon walked out of the room and Cullen escorted him to the door.

  Julius sighed in annoyance. He knew it wasn’t right of him to deny the Alpha and his brothers access to their mate, but he was jealous, envious, and needy for more of Kamea. He hated the fact that he had promised her father that he would remain away from her. Zeikele was too good of a friend to betray. Julius’s eternal life as a vampire could not be pushed onto a woman as lovely and special as Kamea. It seemed he had some arrangements to make and protection to provide for his intended mate. Gideon and his brothers had become quite wild and powerful over the year. Getting Kamea to commit could prove to be quite the fight. Julius shook his head. The gods had the ultimate power. But he did sense some sort of magic around Kamea. Was that how she was protected from detection? he wondered then knew he needed to head to the vault. The sun would rise soon and he would have to wait until the evening to get his answers.

  * * * *

  Melena walked into the kitchen to find Saxton and Tango waiting for her. She sat down, placing her legs underneath her butt then pushed her long brown hair over her shoulder.

  “You look exhausted,” Saxton pointed out.

  “I didn’t sleep very well.”

  “No wonder, after all the excitement last night. We have some things to go over,” Tango said then walked over to the coffeepot and poured her a cup.

  He brought over the mug and Saxton pushed the sugar bowl then milk toward her.

  She sat back, allowing the aroma of the coffe
e to fill her nostrils. Her belly tightened and then thoughts of her sleepless night filled her mind. The way she felt, the way her body was strung so tight, she knew she needed answers, but would she be opening up a can of worms if she spoke freely to Saxton and Tango? What choice did she have?

  “Xavier called. Three times.” Saxton spoke and she could hear the frustration and concern in his tone.

  “Do I still have a job?”

  Saxton and Tango stared at her. Saxton seemed surprised.

  “Why would you go back there? You’re safest here with us until we can figure out what the hell the count and Filletto wanted with you,” Tango stated.

  “They wanted sex. Filletto’s guy told me straight out.” She replied so matter-of-factly it seemed to upset Saxton. He stood up, paced the small area between the table and counter then stared at her.

  “Damn it, Melena, you just don’t get it. It’s not like in your storybook romances. It’s not pleasurable or meaningful unless it’s with someone you care about and love,” he told her.

  She immediately thought about Julius and the way he made her feel last night. She shook her head in denial. A vampire? Like my life is not fucked up enough?

  “When you make love to someone, it leaves an imprint on your soul. You don’t need to use your body to get the answers and revenge you seek. You need to be smart and use your mind,” Tango said.

  “The only problem with your statement is that I will not be able to choose my lover. Your sick, fucked-up were rules have reared their ugly head and now five overlarge Alpha wolves believe me to be their mate, their personal fuck toy. Well, that is not going to happen.”

  “You have no control over your destiny,” Saxton said.

  “Bullshit I don’t. I’m not allowing a group of individuals, who did nothing to protect my family or myself, to dictate my future. Screw that shit.” She raised her voice and banged her hand onto the table.

  “The fates have chosen for you. It is part of the reasoning behind you surviving that day and Saxton and I protecting you and training you.”