Team Inez (House of Garner Book 2)

by Erin R Flynn

  “But we’re fine with not having a normal human one either,” Darius added. “As long as we talk about it, you will not hurt or upset us.”

  I nodded but then shook my head. “Is something wrong with me that I’m interested when I’m completely sated and happy with you both?”

  “No,” they said together, but Jaxon continued. “You’re young. You want to try everything. Do it. Absolutely do it, My Princess. Taste everything he’ll give you and explore.” He kissed my neck. “Just tell us if there’s something you like and want to try with us.”

  “Fuck, tell us all he does to you or let us watch,” Darius groaned before kissing me. “Thank you for being more than we could ever have dreamed of, Inez. We want to be the same for you, give you everything including experiences you want.”

  “Thank you,” I whispered, touched down to my soul they would be so sweet and understanding. I would not if the reverse were happening, so I had no idea why they would be.

  Then they listed all the things I allowed them that they weren’t all about doing for me. Okay, fair enough. Some of them I thought were bogus, like they’d totally let me pick their clothes… But it wouldn’t be the same as my wearing lingerie for them. I got it.

  I just wasn’t sure I should do it. The debate distracted me, bouncing back and forth as I handled the ghosts, now able to do three at a time. And when I finished and didn’t immediately need to feed, I was pretty sure I had my answer on which side I’d ended up on the debate.

  Hopefully it wasn’t the stupid side.

  2

  Kristof

  Inez seemed unwilling to act on my teasing, my downright offers of passion and everything I wanted from her. So I was categorically shocked when she found me after she finished handling the ghosts, smelling of lust and hormones.

  “Can you do that thing and blur us away so we’re alone?” she asked quietly, licking her lips as her breathing deepened with desire.

  I nodded, wrapping my arm around her and nodding to Jaxon that I had her, before racing us a good distance away, more than anyone could keep up with or find us soon. I made sure there were no humans for miles and the nearest corrupted would take hours to even get remotely close to us.

  “What did you want to discuss with me?” I asked, searching her flushed face.

  She studied me just as closely. “Will you swear to me that you’ll never speak of what we do? This completely and totally stays between us?”

  Interesting. She was so very interesting. “You have my word, Princess Inez, on my honor as a noble of the house of Priest.”

  “Thank you,” she breathed before leaning in and giving me a soft kiss. “I want to try something, experience something, and I think you’ll let me do it. Will you let me? Please?”

  “Yes.” I didn’t even have to ask what it was. To hear that word from her sweet lips and know it was something that had her shaking with need and desire… Yes, my answer was yes.

  Shock rocked me when she knelt down and unzipped my fly. She realized the belt should go first and gave me a hesitant look as she took it off.

  “Do you want to suck cock, young princess?”

  “Inez. I’m just Inez,” she whispered, nodding. “They won’t—it’s not done by a princess, and I want to try it. But you’re the predator and don’t really care I’m a princess or whatever, so you’ll let me.”

  “Oh, yes, I will,” I chuckled, floored that she was asking me for her fantasy and giving me something I’d always wanted with a princess. And here she was the princess I’d wanted most in my whole life. “But I want you naked when you kneel before me and suck me, and I’ll want other things.”

  “What if I don’t like it?” she worried.

  “Then we’ll stop, but you have to promise to try.”

  “Okay,” she agreed, her eyes full of worry but also so much excitement I was leaking by the time she stood and pulled off her shirt. I slowed her down, enjoying that she wasn’t simply undressing or I’d get to see her naked. No, she was undressing for me. I wanted to savor that.

  “Just so we’re clear, I will be fucking you before we go back,” I whispered against her lips, smirking when she shivered, letting out a whimper. Oh, someone had an interesting side to her that liked to be prey. “Suck it.”

  “Don’t be mean,” she worried as she knelt on her clothes. “I want—Darius and Jaxon let me explore.”

  “I will as well.” That was what this whole thing was. She wanted to explore and experience more, and if I was to trap this mouse, that was what I had to allow, as I very much wanted this mouse trapped and coming back for more.

  She pulled out my cock, looking nervous again. Had she really only seen me last night? She’d looked so damn startled that it had almost been amusing that she’d only just then noticed how well hung I was given how often I’d made sure to be in some state of undress around her.

  “Kiss it,” I offered when she seemed not to know where to start. She did and was rewarded with precum as her fucking soft lips felt like a zing right to my balls. “Lick that and then the head.”

  She did it, moaning after she tasted it. “I thought it would be gross. It’s not.” She leaned in and nuzzled my groin. “And you smell good.”

  “You’re used to smelly humans who are disgusting at times. We scent too much to ever lack in hygiene. Plus, you smell my blood under my skin too, and I just bet you like the perfume of that.”

  She didn’t seem to know what to say to that and ignored it, licking me instead. She opened her mouth wide, and it looked painful for her to take my full girth, but she tried it, licking me as she did.

  I got a worried look when I took down her hair and ran my fingers through it, but then she relaxed again when I simply touched her. I was way too well endowed to ever be so cruel as to shove her head on me. It was her first time, for fuck’s sake.

  And I wanted her to do it again and again.

  “That’s it, suck it hard, Inez,” I moaned, my gaze locked with hers. “Such a dirty princess on your knees sucking the cock of a noble not even in your court.” I smiled at her, licking my lips. “But you like it, don’t you?”

  She moaned in answer, sucking harder and stroking me. I gave her some more instruction, basics that she then played with and expounded on, doing a pretty phenomenal job for her first time. Especially accepting my dirty talk.

  “Swallow it all,” I growled before coming.

  She did, looking equal parts shocked, turned on, and unsure of herself. Some spunk dribbled out of her mouth, and I wiped it with my thumb, holding it out for her to lick clean. She did, clearly wanting feedback from the way she stared at me.

  Oh, I would give her that and more.

  In a flash I had her up and over my lap as I sat on a picnic bench at the park I’d brought her to for the picturesque view. I slapped her pert ass, enjoying the yelp she gave, the feeling of her skin and how it bounced for me, and my handprint that quickly appeared. “Dirty princess, sucking cock.” I smacked her again. “That wasn’t your first time, was it?”

  “Yes, it was,” she gasped, trying to push up to see me. “I swear it was.”

  I moved so she lost her balance and flopped down as I spanked her a few more times. “You were too good at it for that to be your first. Admit you’ve sucked other cock.”

  “I haven’t,” she squeaked. “Was it really okay?”

  “Yes,” I hissed as I kept slapping at each word. “Dirty fucking princess is good at blow jobs. So shameful. Bad girl.”

  “Hurts,” she whimpered.

  “But it still feels good, right?” I purred as I rubbed her hot, red skin.

  “If it maybe wasn’t so hard,” she mumbled.

  Right, baby vampire. I pulled her to straddle my lap, spreading my legs so her now sensitive ass was hanging off and only cool air touched her. I brushed my lips over hers. “I didn’t mean to go so hard. I’m sorry. I’ll be gentler next time. It’s meant for fun, not to really hurt you.”

  “Fun s
ounds nice,” she whimpered, gasping as I finally touched the nipples I’d been dying to torture. “You don’t really think that about me, do you?”

  “No, we’re playing,” I promised, knowing she still worried about that, especially after that asshole Clarence and how he’d hunted her to subjugate her. “You’ve played with your men.”

  She nodded. “It’s fun if it’s playing.” She arched her back, pushing her breasts into my hands.

  “What else do you want to play, Inez?” I murmured, seeing heat in her eyes. I smiled. “Do you want to be my bitch in heat this time?” She flinched, wanting it but knowing how her men wouldn’t approve, especially that phrase. “My dirty slut? Will you be a dirty slut just for me and only me?” I swallowed a cringe. Where had that last part come from?

  Her eyes glazed over as she touched my cock again. “Do you want a dirty slut? Is that how you like your women?”

  “No, not even remotely, but I very much like to play with such an innocent woman like you in that way. That sounds like lots of fun.”

  She gave me another worried look. “You’ll be nice too, though, right? I mean, they fuck me but are still sweet.”

  “I was nice and let you explore as you wanted, right?” I reminded her, mentally pumping my fist when she nodded. Mouse in trap. “I picked this spot because it’s beautiful. Not as beautiful as you, but I thought it perfect to fuck my dirty slut at.”

  “I want to ride you,” she panted.

  “I’m going to ride you,” I growled, realizing it was the wrong move when she flinched like I was being selfish. “Sit on my lap and face out. I’ll show you. We’ll watch the setting sun together as I treat you right.”

  She nodded, back to that glazed look and wet for me. She turned around, and then I changed the idea again, putting her on the table and eating her as I stretched her out. There was no way she was just ready for me no matter how wet she was.

  And fuck, was I glad that I did because she tasted un-fucking-real. Shit, she wanted to play how I’d always dreamed of playing with a princess and tasted like heaven. I might die to feel her wrapped around me.

  After several orgasms, I smirked at her from between her legs. “Such a dirty slut screaming like that in a public place.”

  “I’m your dirty slut,” she moaned, pushing to sit up like she was ready for me. “Fuck me, Kristof. Please, please just fuck me.” She wanted more than that, glancing at my neck, clearly thirsty.

  “If you drink from me, I’ll demand we play again,” I warned.

  She snorted. “I would have anyways.”

  “You’ll wear some sexy little outfit for me, not just them.”

  She gave me a glance that almost seemed hurt. “I would have if you’d ask. You don’t have to be like that.”

  I nodded, hearing her and knowing I was coming off mean when it was simply not being used to being around people anymore. Prickly was about the best word to describe me most days. “Will you wear something sultry just for me?”

  She smiled brightly, making my heart flutter she was so gorgeous and that smile was just for me. “What would you like?”

  I pressed my lips against hers and answered. “Something you’ll let me rip off of you.” I chuckled when she shivered. “I’m going to fuck you now, Inez.”

  “Yes, please,” she purred.

  I sat down on the bench and moved her over me, lowering her on my cock. She gasped and then cried out as she orgasmed. She was that sensitive she fucking climaxed from just the head of my dick stretching her so wide.

  Oh fucking hell, she was amazing.

  She rocked her hips as she enjoyed wave after wave of her orgasm, not seeming to realize she was already chasing the next one as she took more of me in her. She was mewling when it was over. “Fuck, there’s more of you? It won’t all fit.”

  Talk about a good way to fluff a man’s ego. I kissed her naked back. “No, probably not, but we will both still enjoy it.”

  And we did. I certainly did. She bounced up and down on me as I guided her hips, making her work for her pleasure. She was fantastic, every inch of her made to give the one she was with more and more pleasure. When she couldn’t keep going, I fucked her over the table, loving how she begged for more from me this time, not any other… And did I ever give it to her.

  I finished deep inside of her, but I wasn’t nearly done with her. I turned her on her back and spread her wide, fucking her faster than her men could, taunting her with my words and referring to her as my dirty slut. I didn’t think it was the term that did it for her, but the raunchiness of it and the sex.

  She held out until I came a third time, and then her eyelashes fluttered as she passed out. I pulled out and let the last cum of my orgasm spurt out on her skin, loving how she looked with my seed on her. I watched it leak back out of her, desperate to see that again, be with her again, and even stand at her side.

  Rage filled me as I realized that last part. I actually took a few steps away from her as my temper flared so I didn’t risk hurting her. I snarled as I looked up at the sky.

  “I won’t ever, not ever swear myself to one of them,” I hissed, my fangs coming out. “I am not some pawn for Your or their fucking games. I will protect her because You brought me here and she’s important, I see that. But I will fuck her because I want to. I don’t care if her pussy is heaven or the key to a blissful life. I won’t ever let one of them own me.”

  And that’s what the oath was. Ownership. That princess owned the noble who gave her all of them. I wouldn’t ever be so stupid.

  I stared at the beauty, the once in a lifetime—or several thousand years in my case—find and closed off my feelings, shutting down the desire for more than her body. All I wanted was to fuck her, enjoy her sweet body and find bliss in her, nothing more. I was confusing the pull Aether made me feel to protect her, the future she was trying for more than we had.

  It was nothing more than that.

  I quickly wiped her clean so I could dress her after I fixed my clothes before bringing her back. I handed her off to Jaxon with a smirk.

  “Her ass is going to be a little sore from my hips and the table she was sitting on.”

  He studied me as he nodded. “Glad she had fun.”

  “Oh, she very much enjoyed it,” I chuckled, knowing he was dying to ask what we’d specifically done. “She passed out before I could get all I wanted, so I’m going to hunt and clear the area. She’ll need the rest tonight.” I blurred away before he could even reply, letting out the hunter and predator she’d woken inside of me.

  The monster who would never be leashed or tamed.

  3

  I was shopping.

  It was the zombie apocalypse, and I was fucking shopping. I sighed for the umpteenth time as I stared at the displays. I understood why we were shopping… Not that we’d pay for any of it, so yeah, we were raiding, whatever.

  But we needed stuff. I got that. And malls had turned into survivor centers, as a lot were centrally located and had a lot of space. Great in theory, but someone always got in and shit hit the fan pretty quick, so most were also destroyed, completely wrecked either from corrupted busting in and eating them or exploding from the inside. So it was actually the first one we’d come across that was in good shape.

  So time to get stuff. We had a shower and storage room, so everyone wanted their own stuff and more clothes since we’d been skimming by and focused on guns and whatnot. I understood even needing the fun and taking the morning to play.

  But Bath and Body Works had been next to a Canadian brand lingerie store. Needless to say, that started all types of offers to dress me and asking my size. They were calling out what they wanted, and the leopards were all about “helping me” get what I should for Darius and Jaxon.

  As long as they got to put me in it.

  I darted across the way to Victoria’s Secret that seemed a bit calmer, shouting that if any of them followed or watched, they wouldn’t ever see me in it. That worked, and they were somew
here else in the mall.

  However, that didn’t mean I had any clue what to do. Not. At. All.

  Finally, I sighed again and just started grabbing size options. I would start there and figure out what my real size was besides sport bras. The thing Jaxon had gotten me was a good fit, but now I could really figure it out. That was a logical place to start.

  Awesome. I was a 34C. Medium panties. Well, smalls worked too, and looking at the size chart, they were from sizes 4-6 and medium was 8-10. It depended on the jeans on which size I was, so I just went with medium so I never felt like I had that dip of skin over the elastic. If it was even called that.

  Then what to get? After a lot more sighing, I ended up getting one of every option in my size. It wasn’t like tiny panties and bras took up all that much room. Fuck, the parka they were finding for me, as Canada was still pretty cold, would take up more room probably. Plus, I came up with a fun idea as well.

  I did, however, pick out some specific items. Darius liked anything I was naked under. He loved that hint and knowing he could slide his hands against naked skin if he wanted to tease me. Jaxon liked unwrapping me. He wanted the thrill of pulling off layers. So I got lots for both.

  And apparently Kristof wanted to rip something fun off of me. I shivered just thinking about that. My body ached from the fun we’d had. Granted, my hips and ass actually hurt and sitting was painful. It had scared me when he’d hit me so hard, but it was easy to forgive when I saw it was truly a slip of his strength. But it had been real hits, like fights I’d gotten into, and I was hiding the bruising until it healed.

  Yeah, there was no way I was explaining why my whole ass was one big bruise without admitting what I’d let him do, asked for him to let me do as well. But clearly I wanted to do it again, as I was already looking around for the perfect choice. Then I rolled my eyes and went back to finishing with the first store. I left the bags in the hallway and went to La Sueza that seemed to be a bit spicier.