Entwined (Vukodlak Brew Book 1)

by Christine M. Butler

  Liz rolled her eyes at Garrett then. “If anyone is the duplicate it’s her,” she pointed to me with a smirk on her face. “I’m the older sister.”

  “So, now you’re the old maid, because your little sister found her mate first,” he teased right back.

  “Yeah, and I’ll probably still be mated first since she’s too stubborn to see what’s right in front of her.” Liz stuck her tongue out at Garrett on that, no doubt thinking she won their battle of wits. He had been watching me for my reaction. I won’t lie. Her words stung. Obviously, my sister thought I was wrong for holding out on my Kindred Mate. I understood that. Hell, part of me felt that way too. The other part of me, the one still trying to cope with all the supernatural shit being thrust upon me, was still conflicted over the fact that my life lost the ability to be normal. When Garrett’s face didn’t reflect the humor my sister expected she turned to me. “Iz, I didn’t mean it that way.”

  “Yeah, you did. It’s fine, Liz. It’s not like your mate was waiting for you along with a whole new world order dropped in your lap. You’re getting a chance to adjust before you have to deal with everything on a forever level with another person.” With that I left the room and walked back to my bedroom to just be alone for a bit.

  I needed someone to talk to that didn’t have a pot to piss in with this whole situation. I almost wished I could track down my father’s intended mate. Maybe she could tell me what it was like to live without her Kindred. Obviously, things hadn’t been all happy and full of joy. At least, not once she’d met her mate. I wondered at the heartache her husband must have felt after she met my dad. Were they happy before? They must have been to have married and had a couple kids together. What was it like for them afterward? Did he know why his wife suddenly didn’t love him the same anymore? Hell, I don’t know, maybe she did love him the same, and just also felt the insane pull to my dad too. I couldn’t imagine having Dre anywhere near me, and still being able to fall in love with someone else. Even when he wasn’t around, and he was just a picture and a gut-clenching feeling, I couldn’t fathom being with anyone else in any serious way. That was the gut-clenching moment there. Realizing that I wouldn’t be able to fall for someone else, not truly, as long as my mate was out there in the world. I certainly wouldn’t be able to handle knowing he was with someone else. My heart ached in a physical way when I thought about the fact that he’d been with Lana recently, and probably others as well. I wanted to scream and yell at him. I felt betrayed, in a crazy way, even though we weren’t together. I knew it wasn’t normal to feel that way, but nothing about this entire situation was normal.

  A knock at the door pulled me from my musings. “Iz, can I come in?” I huffed out a sharp breath before calling out my yes to her.

  “Hey, sis, I’m sorry,” she started in on her apology.

  “Don’t. It’s fine, Liz. Really. If you think for a minute that I haven’t had the same damn argument in my own head about how I’m just being stupid and stubborn, you’re wrong.”

  “I know you have, Izzy. That’s why what I said was absolutely wrong and insensitive. I do know how ridiculous things have been. I mean we found out our dad isn’t exactly human, werewolves exist, and we’re supposed to be fated mates for at least one of them. Then you have all the other crap with Lana, which for the record I don’t think matters, thrown on top of the rest. I get that you’re confused, and rightfully so. I just, I don’t know, I see Dre and feel for him too. He’s been a stand-up guy through all of this. He stood up to our dad for you, made sure you learned the truth, he’s keeping us safe, and he’s being patient as hell on top of that. I just see it from both sides, you know. I have your back, one hundred percent, no matter what you decide, but I can’t say I’m not hoping for a certain outcome.” She winked at me then. “You dreamed of him again last night. When you close your eyes at night your thoughts go to Dre. When you wake, he’s the one you feel deep down in your bones. That has to mean something.” She shrugged at me then. “You just need to decide what it means to you.”

  In lieu of an answer I simply smiled up at my sister from my perched position at the end of the bed we were sharing. “I think I just need a little more sleep right now.”

  “Well, I’m not getting back in bed with you,” my sister told me on a laugh. “I think I’ll just go park my ass on the couch with Garrett.”

  “I just bet you will.” My returned giggling let her know where I was going with the comment.

  “Just because you’re having dirty-girl dreams doesn’t mean the rest of us are horn-dogs incapable of controlling ourselves,” my sister quickly defended herself.

  “No, the fact that the two of you are incurable horn-dogs is what makes me think you can’t control yourselves. My dreams have nothing to do with your libidos.” Liz tossed a throw pillow at my head, and laughed as she opened the bedroom door, ready to leave me to my sleep.

  “Izzy, don’t stress it. You’ll do what’s right for you, and everyone else can just figure out how to deal. No matter what you choose, do it for you, and no one else.”

  I nodded as she left and closed the door behind her. I already knew what my choice would be. Hell, I didn’t say a way to make any other choice at this point. Now, I was just scared about what that would mean for me. I still had a lot of questions I needed answered, and then there was the whole ‘I have to lose my virginity’ anxiety to deal with. It was ridiculous enough that I was a 21-year-old virgin. Now, I had to loose it to my fated werewolf mate. I shook my head in disbelief. A year ago, I would have laughed at anyone who attempted to tell me this was my future.

  Chapter Thirteen

  ~*~ DRE ~*~

  I purposely avoided the house for the rest of the day and night until I started getting texts from the guys pulling security detail outside.

  Sammy: You might want to get over here quick-like.

  Dre: Why’s that?

  Sammy: Your girl is hornier than hell, and calling out for you.

  Dre: What the fuck?

  Vance: Dude, you’re chick is moaning your name. Might want to make a house call and sort that out

  Vance: Those pheromones she’s putting out are killing us

  Vance: Please, do something. Jesus.

  Dre: Shut the fuck up. I’m on my way.

  Dre to Garrett: What the fuck is going on over there?

  Garrett: hahahaha the assholes on guard duty tattling on your girl?

  Dre: ???

  Garrett: She’s having one hell of a wet dream in there. Might be better if you don’t show up, because I don’t know how you’ll resist that scent being her Kindred and all.

  FUCK!

  I was already on my way back to my house at that point. There was no way in hell I was not going to show up, no matter what Garrett said. It only took five minutes, which is saying something since I was at least a 15-minute drive away. Probably a good thing no cops were around. I was about to stalk into the house when I heard Liz trying to wake Izzy up. I inhaled deeply smelling the evidence of her arousal even from outside of the house. The guys hadn’t been lying. A part of me thought they were just being asshats trying to see how quickly I would drop everything to get to my mate. Apparently, they hadn’t been cooking up a practical joke. Listening to Liz teasing Izzy about her erotic dreams made me a believer even if her scent hadn’t.

  Now, I was kicking myself in the ass for crashing in the office instead of going to my own home for the night. I would have torn into that bedroom and kicked her sister out if I had heard her calling out to me in a sexy way, dreams or not. Actually, maybe that means it was better that I hadn’t stayed. My self-control was hanging by a thread where she was concerned. Part of me thought maybe it would be better to jump into things during the heat of the moment instead of all this waiting around and hoping for more.

  I heard the snickering the moment I opened my truck door. “Dre,” Sammy called out to me.

  “Not a fucking word, assholes. You just stand guard like you’re suppose
d to.” That was the only warning they were getting that I wasn’t in the mood for their shit. Normally I could give as good as I got with the razzing the guys could hand out. Unfortunately, I was at the end of my rope with the Izzy situation.

  “You got it, boss man,” Sammy managed to get out around the big grin plastered to his face.

  Garrett was at the door when I walked in. I could see the sweat trickling on his brow. “Man, it’s potent in here, and I’m trying to keep from jumping twin sister out of desperation thanks to the pheromone levels.”

  “I may not be a wolf, but I am sitting like five feet away. I can hear you, asshole. No way do you feel desperate to bone me. I mean, you’re desperate to bone me, but in an entirely different way.” Liz’s flippant commentary cut the tension in the room.

  “Should I go back there, or no?”

  Garrett giggled like a schoolgirl while Liz just shrugged her shoulders. “Either she tells you to go away, or her horniness jumps you and y’all can get on with the mating and claiming already. You don’t really have anything to lose.”

  “True,” I managed to choke out. Not that I had been waiting around for her answer, because I was already down the hallway heading toward the guest room before the word was out of my mouth. Izzy’s scent permeated the house, and the only word I had to describe it was home. She smelled like home to me, a little sweet, a little musky, and one hundred percent her.

  I was so spun up by the smells that were working their magic on my lower brain that I didn’t even think to knock on the door. Instead, I just walked into the room and called out to her, “Izzy?”

  “Dre?” Her voice sounded thick, and fuller than it usually did.

  “Yeah, sweet girl, it’s me.” I chuckled a little. “It better not be anyone else walking into your room at this hour.”

  She laughed along with me. “No, I guess it better not be.” She was smiling up at me for a moment, and then I saw a pretty little blush steal across her cheeks before she ducked her head just so to cause her hair to mostly shield her from my view. “Oh, God! Garrett told you about it, didn’t he?”

  I didn’t want to embarrass her further but letting her know that the two outdoor guards were the ones to tip me off first so I kept that part to myself. “Sorry, sweetheart. He just thought maybe I could help you, because…” Damn. I wasn’t sure how to clue her in to the fact that they could smell her. “Um, you know how our hearing is?”

  “Yeah, he heard me calling out…” she stopped short of saying she was calling out for me. I attempted to hide my grin.

  “Mmm, but our sense of smell is just as overdeveloped as our hearing.”

  “What does that even mean?” She asked, and then I watched as she flushed to a near scarlet hue, before she moaned out a desperate sounding noise. “I am so freaking mortified.”

  I moved quickly, taking up space beside her on the bed, and pulling her to me. “No need to be embarrassed, sweetheart. It’s a natural thing.”

  “But he told you about it, which means it must have been bad.”

  “Actually, this is Garrett we’re talking about. He could have had just a hint of a scent and he would have made a huge deal about it to get under your skin.” I chuckled again as she huffed out, “true,” under her breath. “Besides, he didn’t have to tell me. I have my own nose, babe.”

  “Oh for fuck’s sake,” she moaned out while burying her face into the palms of her hands.

  I took those hands in my own, pulled them down, and made sure I had good eye contact with her. “Don’t hide, baby. You smell delicious! You have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of.” I watched as her pinprick pupils suddenly dilated, swallowing up the blue that usually took up residence there. That was the end of my self-restraint. I dipped my head, and took her puffy bottom lip between my own, sucking gently on it. This elicited a deep guttural moan from my woman that sent me into a lust-induced tailspin.

  When her hands started wandering all over my body, I knew there would be no going back, or at least it would be damned difficult to pull away. “Iz, I need you like a fish needs water. If you don’t stop, I won’t be able to. I only have so much resolve, and it’s just about depleted.”

  “Dre,” she whispered out against the sensitive skin of my neck, right beneath my ear. “I need you too,” another softly placed kiss. “Please,” she hissed out as I tugged her close enough to my body that she could feel my hardened length straining against my jeans.

  It took everything in me to pull back just enough to ask the crucial question. “Babe, I need to know if you’re ready to be claimed, because I can’t… I won’t be able to hold back with you.”

  “I’m ready,” she breathed out against my lips, and that was it. Tugging her shirt up and over her head happened so fast I couldn’t tell you which one of us was responsible for the action. Her pants were next, leaving her in lacy blue boy shorts that made me a little jealous with the way they hugged her hips and pussy.

  “Too many clothes,” Izzy pouted as she tugged at my own t-shirt that was disturbingly still clinging to my solid frame. I rectified that situation in record time, and dispensed myself of my jeans as well. I’m a wolf, commando is almost a necessity, as we often don’t have time to strip down out of each layer of clothing. As my very noticeable erection came into view Iz hissed out a small, anxious sounding noise.

  “Dre, um,” she looked worried now.

  “Babe, relax. I’m going to take care of you, and make sure it’s all good, okay?”

  She just nodded her head while biting shyly at her bottom lip. The one I had been sucking into my own mouth just moments ago. Already, it seemed like a lifetime since the last time I tasted her there so I dipped my head down to get a fresh fix. This time didn’t leave the kiss in my hands alone. Her tongue snaked out, hesitantly, testing me. I sucked it into my mouth, letting go when I couldn’t hold the smirk back as her eyes widened in surprise. Her breaths were already coming in shallow pants as her heart ticked up another notch again. Hell, my own heartbeat was ratcheted up too with the excitement of finally being able to touch my mate the way I want to.

  ~*~ IZZY ~*~

  His palm skated across my breasts, down my torso, pressing into the light layer of fluff I had above my almost existent abdominals, and all the way down to cup my still panty clad feminine region. My body was super charged with a heat and energy I’d never experienced before. I traced my lips across his collarbone in a series of sexy little kisses and nips to his skin, raising gooseflesh behind my touch each time. His throaty growl in response just turned me on even more so. The evidence of my arousal was evident as he dipped his hand beneath my lacy boy shorts to cup my sex, skin to skin. Now, it was my turn to moan in absolute delight. My body felt as if every single cell had been strung to a live wire and someone threw the switch sending electrical pulses to the very depths of my being. A fleeting image struck, of what it would feel like to have him inside me, considering how just his hand and mouth set me afire. “Dre,” I breathed out on a sigh. His responding groan into my neck as he sucked gently at the skin there before moving down further sent an answering gush of wetness to my sex.

  He definitely noticed. “Babe,” he ground out between clenched teeth. I’m really trying to take this a little slow for you, but fuck!” His finger slid inside me then, gliding in on the wetness I’d just released. My head tipped back, hips angled upward wantonly, and I writhed beneath him like I had actual experience doing this. “FUCK!” The word came out as a low base-sounding growl that just ramped up my need. Hands that I was no longer in conscious control of skated across his shoulders, down his back, and grabbed hold of his ass, pulling him closer to me so that our bodies were flush, and touching everywhere they possibly could. The only hindrance was my panties.

  I sudden tug across my bottom and that hindrance was long gone as Dre ripped the lacy material from my body like he was ripping through cotton candy. Sweet. Baby. Jesus. If I wasn’t enflamed before, my body was positively aching with burning need
now. His mouth found my nipple then, giving a gentle lick before damn near consuming the entire areola and nipple with his hot, hungry mouth as he hefted the weight of my breast in the hand that wasn’t busy in my nether region. The sensation sent more sparks throughout my body, and a tug straight down to my clit, like magic. I didn’t know whether to scream, cry, or just slip into a sex-drugged coma and we hadn’t even gotten to the major stuff yet. “Oh, God!” A long low animalistic sounding moan reverberated through the room, and I honestly wasn’t sure if I had made the noise or if angels were in the room weeping at the beauty that was this man making love to my body with just his hands and mouth.

  The heat and friction his body caused as he slid down my torso even further left trails of fiery goodness behind in their wake, exploding in the end when Dre flattened his tongue out and licked right up my sex, ending with his lips wrapping around my clit and sucking it to a throbbing climax that had me screaming out nonsense words. Babbling, blithering idiocy left my mouth, and I gave zero fucks about the shit I was spewing out in that moment. Holy. Hot. Mouth.

  “So fucking beautiful, babe!” I peeled my eyes open in time to see this god of a man stalking back up my body, face shining with my juices. “You are perfection when you come,” his words were tiny, hot daggers on my skin as he drew them across my body with his lips. “So fucking tasty too, babe.”

  Shivers consumed my body even as the heat between us threatened to combust in an epic explosion of passion. Yeah, that’s how good my body felt. I was waxing poetic about all the feels I was riding high on, even while it was happening. I hope everyone in the world gets to feel this amazingness at least once in their lives, because it is truly worth dying for.

  ~*~ DRE ~*~

  “Mine, babe. Only mine.” My declaration was seared into her skin as I licked up her neck and tugged her earlobe between my teeth. Her entire body seemed to levitate up to ensure every inch of her was touching me in some way. Heaven. I just knew that’s where the fuck I was, because I’d never felt such perfection. EVER. I slid into position, widening her legs with my own. Not that she put up any resistance at all. My woman was fuck drunk already, and that was probably a good thing since she was a virgin and I’m not exactly a small man in any respect. She was so wet as my cock slid through her lips, lubing itself with her overflowing juices before I lined up and started sliding myself, so fucking slowly into her wet heat. “FUCK ME!” I called out as I felt her body start to pulse around me. I couldn’t honestly tell if her body was trying to suck me in tighter to her or push me out, but the wave of sensation rocking through me was almost my early undoing.