by Jay, Setta
His door slid open, and Kane entered with Elizabeth nude and by his side. Her red hair was down in waves over her chest, and her breasts and bare pussy were visible, and Cyril’s cock stood at attention. He would require release soon. Possibly once he was done in the labs.
“Hell beasts are storming the city.”
The news lightened his mood.
Cyril’s plan had been truly exceptional. Getting the spell to breach the city’s protection spell was time consuming, but well worth the effort. Tipping off the Tria about an impending breach had been the true brilliance. As trial runs went, he was pleased. It hadn’t risked any of his ranks, which had already suffered great losses against the Guardians. His attack would have appeared to have come from the Tria. The next step in his plan was already set into motion. There was nothing the Guardians would be able to do to stop it. They would be too busy cleaning up the mess in Lofodes and trying to figure out how the city was breached.
“Go on.”
“The Guardians and Immortal warriors have quickly slayed the Tria’s beasts.” Kane’s eyes looked hard as he continued, “I do have some unpleasant news.” He waited a breath before adding, “It seems that the Guardian Urian was mated to the daughter of Athena. The news is spreading through the cities as we speak.”
The news settled like a bomb inside Cyril’s stomach.
Cyril felt his blood heating. “How was I unaware that Athena had a daughter?”
“It’s been said that she was sheltered away by her Goddess mother. No one knew about her. She’d been on Earth this whole time, avoiding exile.”
A Guardian, mated? His vision blurred a deep crimson. Damn them, they already held too much power and now a mated pair? Cyril paced the confines of the chambers, balling and relaxing his fists at his sides. The fates were mocking him. The Guardian had not only gotten mated, but to a child of the Gods. Like him. He imagined all the power Urian was even now acquiring, and his teeth clamped tight. “Do you know what her abilities are?” he bit out.
“Nothing yet.”
Pacing, he felt the tension radiating off Elizabeth; no doubt she understood that she would be the one calming him in a highly unpleasant way after the meeting was over. Going to the lab would have to wait. She was an utter bitch, and he relished the thought of slaking his rage in her body.
He needed to know what to expect from the horrendous situation. Athena was high in the mental skill sets, and she was a warrior. “Find out.” Cyril noticed that Kane’s muscles were tense. His first in command was looking at Elizabeth; hatred burned in his eyes briefly before he settled his features again.
“There’s more?” Cyril knew there was more. Felt it.
“It seems information has come that could be to our advantage. Elizabeth had word from a contact that the Guardian Gregoire was seen on Paradeisos. He seemed interested in a female there. One that arrived separately from him. Gregoire left abruptly but demanded the owner protect her, personally.”
That was interesting in a way that made the hair on the back of Cyril’s neck rise.
“Get one of the Kairos, and go collect the female.” They took something of his; he would return the favor. She would become his new pet. His cock twitched at the thought of all of the ways he would ruin her.
Chapter 10
Paradeisos Island, Tetartos Realm
Gregoire had been waiting nearly an hour for his mate’s return. He’d asked Tynan to watch over her, not take them on a fucking trip. He had arrived expecting to find his mate in the room Tynan had given him a mental image of. To his immense aggravation, that had not been the case. When he’d gone to his friend’s apartment and no one was there either, he’d let himself in and was greeted with an envelope. It had been lying on the ground with a big G scrawled on it. He’d ripped the paper to shreds in his annoyance to get to the contents. His muscles had tensed as he read.
Old Friend,
I have taken the females out on my boat for the day. They will be safe. My staff was kept unaware that they would be accompanying me. Only my personal assistant knows that I have taken the boat out. We will be back at dusk. Whiskey’s out on the bar.
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So he’d sat for a fucking hour drinking his friend’s whiskey and listening to the waves washing over the sand. His cock seemed in no better shape after imbibing the prized spirits. His damn muscles still twitched with tension, and he felt the uncomfortable feeling that something or someone was out there. He’d checked and seen nothing.
He’d gotten the same feeling at the meeting he’d been forced to endure before telling his brethren he needed to leave and claim his mate. They’d been shocked, but he hadn’t stayed long enough to chat.
The report was three Mageia dead and several others injured. Conn was trying to figure out the spell used to breach the city, and Alex and Uri were working with Adras and his people to figure out who was responsible and interrogate the suspects. It was a clusterfuck and not the best timing for him to be gone, but he didn’t care. He wanted his mate, needed to claim her. His muscles ached with the tension telling him something wasn’t right. It might just be his mating instincts screwing with him. His cock was hard as stone, and he was still fighting rage that others had touched her. He took deep breaths and drank deeply of the whiskey in his hand.
He heard the soft trill of feminine laughter and then a loud bellow of mirth and knew the sound came from Tynan. He shot out of his seat and watched as they walked along the path. They all wore bathing suits, and his mate’s breasts were barely contained in their rose-colored prison. His eyes narrowed at the small scrap of fabric, and he growled deep. He couldn’t wait to rip the material off to expose her to his eyes and mouth. He took a deep breath, detecting her citrus and cream scent mixed with a hint of salt water. The breeze shifted, and he caught the tightening of her muscles a second before her gaze darted to him. Even from twenty feet away he heard her gasp his name before something flashed in her eyes. Pain? Anger? A mix of the two? He frowned.
Before he had a chance to get to her, he caught shifting movement. From a gap in the shrubbery an Aletheia came into view. The male quickly took Tynan to the ground. The element of surprise was his only advantage against his old friend. Fury ripped through Gregoire as another came into view, directly behind Alyssa. Kairos. His chest constricted as she darted into the fray to assist Tynan, unwittingly saving herself from the other male’s grasp. A harsh breath escaped as his eyes narrowed on the Kairos.
Fury dotted his vision when he ported behind Alyssa, grabbing her from behind, ensuring that the other male would not be able to teleport her away from there unless he planned on trying to take Gregoire with them. The touch and scent of her skin drove his cock to new heights of painful need. He held her tight to his side, but she seemed focused on the Aletheia on Tynan. Rain kicked at the Kairos’ knee. Shit, if the little Mageia wasn’t careful, she would get herself abducted by the asshole.
He felt Alyssa pulling power and pushing it at his friend’s attacker with a force of wind so strong the male’s body was launched off of Tynan and slammed hard against the wall of a bungalow. There was a hard crunch as his skull made impact with the stucco. Had she become infatuated with his friend? What the hell had happened on that damn boat to make her so damn protective of Tynan? He narrowed his eyes, that familiar red tinge almost blinding him as he glared at his friend, who looked angry as hell. Tynan launched up and grabbed a furious Rain against him. Good, Gregoire doubted the Kairos would attempt taking Tynan wherever they were trying to take his female. Gregoire saw the asshole port to the fallen Aletheia, and then they were gone.
“How the fuck did they know?” he growled, looking at Tynan furiously. Logic was gone. His friend’s jaw was also tight; he appeared nearly as livid. Gregoire could not remember the last time he’d seen his friend that angry. “I don’t know, but I have an idea. I have a couple of people to talk to.”
Before the male could release Rain and leave to interrogate whoever the fuck he assumed w
as responsible, Gregoire stopped him. “Not yet.” Gregoire still had a firm grip on Alyssa’s trim waist, and his breathing was rough. Hers was ragged as well as he felt her soft skin in his hands. He couldn’t help but lift her tighter against his body. He wanted to bury his head in her neck, her pussy. Her scent was fucking intoxicating. He smelled her desire, and his cock swelled thicker than should be possible. He turned her into a position that pulled her beautiful tits against his chest. She wrapped her bare legs around his waist. Fuck. He groaned deep as he felt her pussy settle against his rock-hard cock. Her pale green eyes were slightly wide, and she was fighting for breath as she narrowed her eyes defiantly at him. Something about that look set him off.
He grasped Rain’s hand while holding his tiny mate’s ass with the other. The Mageia was still being held close to Tynan, so he ported them all away. His brothers needed to investigate what the fuck happened. He was in no position to think, planned to do nothing that didn’t involve getting inside his mate.
They landed on the balcony of the manor, and he let go of Rain’s hand before opening the door that was set to select power signatures. He was nearly feral by the time they entered the media room. He struggled to handle whatever the fuck just happened. He’d never melded with anyone when he teleported, but it felt like that was exactly what had happened with his mate. He could still feel the sensation of her in his skin. He clasped both hands onto Alyssa’s tight ass. “Mine,” he growled at her as he buried his head in her neck, licking her sweet-tasting skin. He ground his erection into her core and heard a small gasp and low moan as she rubbed her barely covered breasts against his chest. He looked down at the full mounds pressed tight against him. She was hot and aroused as his fingers caressed the soft, smooth skin of her ass; his palms spanned each firm cheek, so fucking tiny. He would need to be fucking careful not to break her when he finally buried his cock deep. Shit, he hoped she could take him.
Rain and Tynan both groaned. “A little warning would have been nice.” Rain grumbled under her breath. Most struggled with porting until they got used to it.
Concentration on anything but his mate proved nearly impossible. She leaned up and bit his lower lip. “I don’t belong to anyone.” Her challenging words hit him hard. His grip on her ass tightened, and he rubbed her pussy up his shaft until she tilted her head and bit his neck, before licking away the sting. He needed to get things straight here before he took her hard and deep right against the fucking wall so that everyone could see she was his. Drake, my mate was almost taken. Likely Cyril. Come to the media room. Talk to Tynan, and have someone watch over the female.
His head buzzed with need. He scented the arousal seeping from her body, and he turned her into the nearest wall, pinned her back and ripped the tie from her hair. He fisted the long chestnut waves, tilting her for his lips. She moaned and opened for him. He plunged inside and took her tongue with his, tangling them as he bumped his hips against her sweet spot. He savored her every bit of sweetness as their tongues dueled. He slid a hand back to her firm little ass. She was trying to ride his cock, and that’s exactly how he wanted her. Hot and demanding her pleasure while their friends watched her writhe. All for him.
Her hands ran along his biceps and shoulders; sharp nails bit into his flesh. He growled his approval as she attempted to pull him closer.
He moved a hand lower, dipping his fingers under the thin material of her swimsuit. He groaned when he hit liquid paradise. She made a soft noise into his mouth as he lifted her higher so that he could dip one digit into her throbbing pussy. Fucking amazing. She was so hot, wet and tight it would be a struggle getting inside. Her channel would squeeze him harder than anything he’d ever felt. He almost came at the thought of her milking his dick.
His body caged her tight to the wall as his fingers spread her desire all around her opening. He broke the kiss to see her face flushed and greedy for him. His gaze found those big full tits. He wanted to see them, now. He pulled one tiny triangle aside, revealing a taut nipple, red and hard, just begging for his mouth. “This is all mine. No one will ever touch these again.” He flicked at her nipple while at the same time delving into her pussy with his other hand. Her thighs tightened around him; her pale eyes closed as she moaned. She was so fucking wet.
“Your pussy knows who it belongs to. It’s soaking my fingers. Soon all this liquid will be around my dick.”
“It’s just sex. I belong to no one.”
Her words hit all of his buttons. His beast was beating at him to prove her wrong, rip off the fabric still covering her and claim her right there while the others watched. He wouldn’t, not the first time, but he wanted Tynan and Rain to hear her scream as she came all over his hand. He thrust two fingers into her while playing with her uncovered breast. She rode her clit over his denim-covered shaft as he played with her. She was beautiful and wild. He wouldn’t be able to keep his dick locked down for long. Her wiggling was driving him mad. “Open your eyes. I want you to see who owns this pussy.”
Her moans were getting more heated as they moved together. Her hands moved to his hair, pulling and scratching at his scalp before moving over his back and trying to lift up his shirt.
“Holy shit. That’s freaking hot.” Rains words, along with Tynan’s whispered response, brought him back to himself long enough to realize how big a bastard he was being, but it didn’t stop his thrusting fingers. He loved how fucking ready she was. He could bathe in her liquid. He salivated with the need to taste her, to thrust his tongue inside and lap up all the honey.
“What the hell?” Drake bellowed a second later.
Gregoire turned his head and saw his leader standing just inside the room, staring at them. He slid his fingers from her body and broke the kiss. He was no longer content with her gasps and moans. He needed to be deep inside her when she came the first time. He ignored Drake and the others as he carried her onto the balcony. He planned to lay her out as a banquet and not let her move for days. There would be no doubt as to who she belonged to. She was better than any fantasy he’d ever conjured, and she was his.
Chapter 11
Gregoire’s Home, Tetartos Realm
They reformed in front of a big home that looked to be set half inside the mountain behind it. It took a few breaths for Alyssa’s body to adjust to being whole again. She was panting, her body clamoring for release. The desire was consuming her whole. Why did their bodies mesh during a teleport? Her body’s essence was itching for another taste of his. It was the strongest pull she had ever felt for anything, ever. She had nearly lost her mind the first time, had tried to prepare the second time, but nothing could fight against that.
He carried her over a wonderful-smelling wooden deck, and she bit the inside of her cheek so hard she nearly drew blood. The throbbing need was driving her insane. Fighting against it so that she didn’t fall completely in his thrall wasn’t apparently an option. He was so damn beautiful, and he smelled like heaven. She wanted to snuggle into his chest and neck, but she refused to show that kind of affection for a male who’d rejected her for years. There was no going back from the mating, but she could hold out that one small thing.
She had been so wild with need she’d almost let him screw her up against the wall while Rain and Tynan watched. Her mother had told her that when she met her destined mate, it would be uncontrollable, that the passion would take her over, and she hadn’t been kidding. She wanted him inside her with a desperation that edged on lunacy. She didn’t even know him. He hadn’t even wanted to claim her before. Why now, and how screwed up was it that she could do nothing but allow it? His rejection had left her cut open, but her body didn’t give a damn how he’d hurt her.
Thankfully, her mother had explained the mental links between mated pairs. The minute she registered hearing his thoughts, she created a shield for her mind. If her mother hadn’t explained, she would have been laid wide open for him. No way in hell was he going to see just how his rejection had affected her.
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s dominant and hot thoughts had driven her wild in that room. Hearing how he wanted to make her scream her release as the others watched nearly made her whimper.
It had turned her on to be watched by her instructors, so her reaction shouldn’t have surprised her. She had only gotten bits and pieces of his thoughts and impressions, but that had been so hot and so primal she almost begged him for release.
She felt so much heat from him as he carried her. She couldn’t help inhaling his delicious scent. Hard, hot male, but with an earthy hint. She knew he would take her in minutes. Her body couldn’t wait for his possession, but she would never be his completely until he atoned for the pain he’d caused. She fully intended to keep her heart her own, detached like she would have with Kerr and Calder.
He carried her into the gorgeous home. Glass windows covered the front, and log beams formed a high peak and were visible in the ceiling. She peered around as he opened the door and saw a large lake glittering in the distance. The patio he’d walked over tiered down and out onto a large grass meadow flanked by lush expanses of tall trees. The time was different here. It was brighter. Midday, maybe. The setting would likely feel tranquil, peaceful if she wasn’t in such needy turmoil. The sounds of birds fluttering and singing in trees cut off as he carried her inside.
Seconds later he bounded up the stairs and laid her out on the soft dark bedding of an oak four-poster bed that had obviously been built for his size. She could see over a spindled railing out to the two stories of glass that encompassed the front of the home. There were exposed wood beams inside that matched the floors adorned with cozy rugs. It was his home, his scent was everywhere, making her pant, dying to see if he tasted as good as he smelled.
He stared at her from the side of the bed. His shirt came off with slow deliberation, revealing a chest wider and more muscular than any of the male Hippeus she’d ever encountered. The muscled expanse twitched as he watched her. “Take off the swim suit. I want to see everything.”
