by J. S. Scott
Her body trembled as his mouth clamped onto her pussy without mercy. His scorching tongue laved her slit before delving into her inner depths. His thumbs held her folds open as he lapped at her juices.
"Nathan. I can't stand it. Please." She couldn't move, couldn't think.
She felt him snarl into her flesh as he nipped at her clit, lifting the covering to get at the naked pearl. He flicked and tortured the tiny bud as her hips lifted for satisfaction.
She was shivering with need as he inserted his finger in her empty channel. She clenched around it, hungry to capture him inside of her. He growled as he inserted a second finger.
She was slick, but tight, and his fingers stretched her as he continued a fast pace on her throbbing clit with his tongue.
Her body burning with the need for release, she strained against his magic bindings. They didn't give an inch and she groaned her frustration, her need to climax nearly killing her.
His fingers stroked inside of her, deep but slow.
"Hurry, Nathan, please. I can't bear it," she whimpered as he started pumping faster.
She raised her hips as much as she could, trying desperately to make him take her harder. His fingers were sliding smoothly over a sweet spot and his continual stimulation of her clit made her belly clench.
Her release started with a creamy rush, her channel spasming over Nathan's fingers. She cried out as he lapped at her orgasm, stretching it out by vibrating his tongue over her naked clit hard and fast.
"Nathan." She screamed his name as her hips jerked and her body trembled.
She panted in the aftermath. She had never experienced an orgasm like that. It rocked her world and she wasn't sure if she would ever recover.
She watched as Nathan rose and shucked his jeans. He was commando and his cock sprang forward hard and huge.
"I'm not sure it will fit," she whispered as she gawked at his member.
She heard him make a sound that was half laugh and half groan as he covered her. "It will fit, my love. Don't be afraid. We were made for each other." He stroked her hair as he continued. "I can't promise it won't hurt a little. You're so tight that I may go mad. I can't believe you're mine."
She didn't argue. His words were so reverent, his tone so in awe of her...how could she quibble with him?
Her heart was thundering as she looked into his eyes and saw forever. She could never live without this man. She might be the keeper of his soul, but he was stealing her heart.
He grasped his cock, his expression pained. She knew he was struggling for control. For her. Because of her. At that moment she didn't care if it hurt like the very devil. She needed to be joined with him, filled by him, consumed by him.
"Fuck me, Nathan. I feel like I've waited forever," she told him softly.
He coated his cock with her cream from her hungry pussy, teasing her bud with the tip.
"Mine. My mate. My woman." His cries were hoarse as he inserted the tip of his penis against her tight hole. He pressed forward, his body shaking. "So tight. So hot."
Sasha could see the veins in the side of his neck bulging as he slowly pressed his cock inside of her. She lifted her hips, desperate for him. "Take me, Nathan. I'm yours."
His control slipped and he buried himself inside of her. She felt a pinch of pain, but it was quickly gone and all she could feel was Nathan. Her walls expanded and clenched, unused to being filled with a cock, much less a cock like Nathan's. It left her breathless.
"Yes," she hissed, her channel rejoicing at his taking. "Fuck me, Nathan."
"Mine. I'll make you come until you beg for mercy." His voice was wild, his control lost.
She moaned at his familiar words from her dreams and his uncontrollable lust as he pulled out and thrust back in.
Finally...he had made good on that promise. The reality of him was so much better than the dream.
He released her legs from his power and pulled them around his waist. His hands went under her ass and pulled her hips to meet his thrusting cock.
He hissed as he pumped into her tight, hot depths. "Need you. Have to fuck you hard."
"Yes, Nathan. Please." Her pussy throbbed as she begged for rough possession. She could feel his need and she wanted it as much as he did.
He pumped into her forcefully, staking his claim as his cock pummeled her. She wanted to touch him but her hands were still held tight above her head. Her back arched at the incredible friction over her g-spot and the force of his member.
She knew she was going to come. She felt it building as waves of ecstasy started to roll mercilessly over her body. She threw her head back as her body exploded, her muscles grabbing and clenching at Nathan's cock.
He continued pistoning his hips as she screamed, milking him with her walls. He leaned his body into hers and licked at the vein in her neck. She stiffened as she felt the initial prick of his fangs and then was flooded with complete erotic pleasure. She felt another orgasm gathering and she let it take her. Although she didn't think it was possible, it was stronger than the last one, making her come apart. When Nathan pressed her mouth to his shoulder, she didn't resist. She lapped at his blood at the spot he had opened, her body convulsing from the sheer ecstasy of being part of each other in another way. She was shocked by the intimacy of sharing blood and the erotic delight that accompanied it. As the second climax rolled over her, she released his shoulder and he stopped the bleeding on her neck and his small wound.
"Mine." He groaned as he buried himself in her depths and released his hot stream, his spine arching in agony and bliss.
Her arms came loose and she wrapped them around Nathan as he dropped into her welcoming body, holding him tightly, tears streaming down her face.
He rolled, taking her with him as they lay on their sides, panting, their hearts pounding against each other.
"What is this, little one?" He swiped lightly at her tears with his thumbs.
Her cheeks flooded pink with embarrassment. Mages didn't let their emotions overwhelm them. "It's nothing. Really." She blew it off as she swiped the rest of the tears away.
"Tell me, love. I'll make it go away," he insisted, his eyes full of confusion.
Sasha burst out laughing. He was so very serious and so very sure that he could make any of her problems go away...take care of her every need. She knew he would always try. He was the eldest brother, the protector. It was part of his very nature. A part that she was learning to love about him.
She loved him. That's why she was crying. Emotions welled up in her throat and she tried to swallow them, afraid of revealing her feelings. He felt the mating instincts as she did. But could he also care for her? She wanted him to love her. Her. Sasha. She wanted more than just the mating bond.
"I'm fine, Nathan. Really. That was incredible. I always cry over a good orgasm." She snuggled into him and rested her head on his bulky shoulder.
"I'm rather afraid that I will make you cry often, then." His voice was disgruntled. "Are you sure I didn't hurt you," he asked anxiously.
"It was so good I'm ready to cry again." She pulled back and gave him a mischievous grin.
He returned a wicked smile but he rose from the bed and scooped her up into his arms. "I think you could use a hot soak in the tub. You'll be sore."
She pouted, her lower lip poking out as she gave him a disappointed look.
"It's a very large tub. Big enough for two." He chuckled as he bounced her up in the air as she squealed and grabbed his shoulders.
"Can I...explore you, Nathan. I never really got to...touch you." And she wanted to. Badly.
"You'll kill me, woman," he muttered, but carried her happily to hot tub and let her satisfy her curiosity until she was quite content.
Chapter 5
Nathan knew he was goner, acting as stupid (or maybe worse) than his brothers acted over Brianna and Callie. He understood now what it was like to be completely captivated by a mate.
Sasha.
His cock went stiff just thinking
about her in his bed with her long blonde hair flowing over his pillows and those needy moans of hers that drove him to sate her every need.
He stretched as he shook off his day sleep. He could smell her scent on his sheets and his chest ached. He missed her already and they had just been together last night. He wished she had stayed with him to sleep at his side. It would be bliss to see her smile every night when he awakened. He felt...lonely.
He didn't just miss her body. It was...Sasha. She was the delight of his life. She would stand toe to toe with him when she got in one of her stubborn moods and argue with a man twice her size without ever flinching. He smiled, knowing she was one of the bravest, smartest women he knew. When she wasn't near...he missed her.
He reached for her with his mind, but couldn't reach out to her. Knowing she was probably sleeping, he sighed.
He loved everything about Sasha, even her stubborn determination that mage and vampires didn't mate. His lips curved into a smile. She wouldn't win that argument. No matter how hard she resisted, he would make her call him to her somehow and they would be mates. Not only was she destined for him, but he loved her nearly to the point of insanity.
Nathan's security gate buzzed just as he was rolling out of bed. He hit the intercom button. "State your business."
He stiffened as he heard the breathless female voice on the other end. "Nathan, let me in. It's important. I don't have time to spell myself in right now."
Regan. What was she doing here? Nathan quickly hit the button to open the gate and dressed himself magically as he ran down the stairs to the front door.
Regan's sporty, little blue vehicle came to halt with screaming tires as she scrambled out of the car. Nathan frowned as he saw the look of terror on the usually calm and sedate woman's face.
He grabbed Regan by the shoulders gently. "What is it?"
She started to cry, tears rolling down her cheeks. "They took her, Nathan. Our parents went to the mage elders. The council decided she needed to be mated with a mage and they took her. They said they would beat the vampire devil from her and mate her with a mage."
"Sasha?," he breathed softly but dangerously.
Regan nodded. "We were working and they just invaded her house and took her away. We both fought them with our magic, but there were too many elders. They drugged her and took her away in chains. She was still fighting." Regan finished with a sob. "She loves you, Nathan. She'll be miserable, and I'm afraid they'll have to hurt her badly because I know she won't accept the mating. Please help her."
Fury rose up inside of him, anguish ripping and tearing at his insides. Death to anyone who dared to lay a hand on his mate. He stared at her sister, willing himself to be calm. Regan was hysterical and she needed reassurance. "Do you know where they are?"
"I'm...not sure. Probably at the mating grounds." Regan choked back her sobs. "I can't believe that our parents betrayed her."
She quickly gave Nathan directions to the mage mating grounds.
Liam. Rory. Ethan. I need you.
He sent a call to his brothers and every one of them appeared almost instantly. He explained quickly that his mate had been kidnapped.
"Regan. I want you to stay here. Sasha would want you to be safe. Liam, please stay and watch over her. She's upset." Nathan looked at the serious faces of Ethan and Rory. "I might need help."
"We've got your back. Lead on." Ethan replied instantly as Rory nodded.
Nathan?
Chills fluttered down his spine as he heard his mate's weak, defeated voice in his head.
Please come to me, Nathan. I need you.
"I'm coming, love. Are you at the mating grounds?," his heart racing, he spoke aloud. His brothers waited tensely as he spoke to his mate. Regan looked perplexed.
Yes. I can't fight, Nathan. I'm drugged. I can't wake up. Every time I start to wake, they hit me with more drugs.
His heart flip flopped as rage infused him. He forced his voice to gentle. "Don't fight it, sweetheart. Don't make them drug you anymore. If you wake, pretend to sleep. We will be there soon."
Please hurry. They are choosing my mate even now.
Over his dead body. No one touched his mate. He didn't know her exact location so he started to follow her essence, his brothers Ethan and Rory close on his heels. They moved through the night in a blur, Nathan tracking Sasha like a desperate man...which he was.
"Did they hurt you sweetheart?" He dreaded the answer, but he had to keep her from slipping out of his mind and back into a normal sleep. He had to keep the connection open. She was calling him to her and they could connect right now even though she slept.
I'm okay, Nathan. I just need you.
The bastards had hurt her. If they hadn't, she would have told him so. Fuck! His heart hammered in his ears as violence and wrath flooded through him. "I'm here, love. I just arrived."
I love you, Nathan. Her soft sigh washed over him. Please don't kill anyone. My parents are there. And my kin.
His mind was reeling from her declaration and it took a while for her request to register. "You're asking a lot of me, love. I want to nail every one of them that took part in your kidnapping."
Please, Nathan.
Her voice was weak and pleading. He could deny her nothing. "Only because I love you, Sasha. If I loved you less they would all be toast."
As Nathan and his brothers broke into a clearing and he saw his beloved chained naked to a post, her face and body littered with bruises, he almost took back his words. Fuck! He wanted to dust every one of them...painfully.
Ethan grasped Nathan's shoulder as he spoke, "Take care of your mate. Rory and I will handle the others."
Six mages sat around a small table only feet from Sasha arguing over how they would rid her body of her vampire mark. Even though he wanted to gut every one of them, his heart was crying out for him to go to his mate. "She wants them alive. They are her parents and kin," he muttered to his brothers.
Ethan's face crumpled. "Damn. She takes all of the fun out of revenge." He brightened. "But she didn't say we couldn't rough them up?"
Rory and Ethan both looked at him expectantly with an evil look on their faces. "She just said don't kill them."
"Right. We'll leave them breathing. Barely." His brothers strode toward the council as Nathan arrived beside Sasha.
He didn't give his brothers another thought. They would have no problem taking care of six mages. They were no match for the power of two vampires.
He ripped off the chains that kept her upright and manufactured a blanket to wrap her nude body.
Christ! And they call us vampires barbarians! A vampire would never do something like this to a woman.
He picked her up gently. "Sasha?"
Her head slumped against his chest and she didn't answer. She had fallen back into a drug induced sleep. His face was stormy as he glared at her family. He wasn't sure which two were her parents, but he really didn't care. He hated every one of them.
Their faces were all filled with fear as Rory and Ethan descended on them. Nathan got a twisted sense of delight knowing they would suffer. Ethan and Rory wanted justice for their brother's mate and they would get what they had given to his mate...and more.
He disappeared into the night, his life and love cradled in his arms.
Chapter 6
Sasha knew that Nathan was none too happy to be staring at her across the mating chamber the following night. He said it was too soon, the night before being too difficult for her.
But here he was...catering to her desires once again. Her heart raced as she watched him, his eyes intense on her nude body. She had been stripped and consented to the mating. She was eager to belong to him. After what had happened last night they couldn't be mated fast enough for her. She needed to give Nathan his soul and she desperately wanted to be his forever.
I won't bind you, Sasha. Not after yesterday.
His fervent statement flowed through her mind and she smiled at him as she approached him. "D
o what you must, my love. It doesn't matter," she whispered to him softly. "As long as the end result is that I belong to you and you have your soul."
She was aware of the eyes that watched the ritual mating from the darkened windows. She thought it would unnerve her, but she found it strangely arousing. Those vampires, unknown strangers, would watch as Nathan made her his. She knew the ritual by heart, so it startled her as Nathan reached down and freed his own cock, ripping off the leather covering and tossing it on the floor. "If you want this done today...I will do it my way," he told her fiercely as he scooped up her naked body and climbed the steps to the silk covered bed.
