M&L03 - SS (6 page)

~ Renee ~

With everyone pouring in for
the tournament, Supernova was unbelievably crowded. It took me nearly thirty
minutes to locate Dimitri on the dance floor farthest away from the wall of
portals. I tried to convince him to leave with me but he said he didn’t want to
miss all the fun and insisted that I dance with him for a while. Since I needed
his help, I decided to give him what he wanted, at least for the time being.

Our bodies moved together,
guided by the thumping beats and erotic rhythms of the music filling the club.

In some ways Supernova was
very much like Mystique back at Myths and Legends, but without the human
clientele to worry about, the stage shows and atmosphere were a lot more
extreme. Supernaturals, especially shapeshifters, never had a problem with
nudity or public sex and they didn’t need a full lineup of sex demons to shift
their libidos into overdrive. It took me a few decades, but after living here
away from humans for the past six months, I was finally getting more
comfortable with their anything-goes lifestyle.

Supernova was about five
times the size of Mystique, with a large stage surrounded on three sides by
dance floors that were broken up by several smaller stages. When viewed from
the second or third level balconies it resembled a solar system with the large
stage representing the sun and the smaller ones the planets. The stages were
ringed with full-service bars and the outer walls were lined with private party
rooms. On the narrow balconies above us there were cozy seating areas hidden
away from the crowds and the colored spotlights that lit up the stages and
bars.

Dimitri’s hands gripped my
hips holding me firmly against his hard body while we danced. With every twist
of his hips, I felt his erection grinding into my back and for the first time,
I considered taking him up on his many offers to have sex. I was still hot and
bothered, the fire Solomon started still blazing inside me, and I wasn’t sure
how much longer I could stand it.

Normally I was satisfied with
feeding and rarely had sex with anyone. I mean, when you can give yourself and
your donor mind-blowing orgasms just by drinking blood, why bother with sex? I
knew most people wouldn’t agree with me, but to me sex should have meaning and
if it didn’t, there was no point in doing it. Since the only person I wanted to
have meaningful sex with wouldn’t understand the concept, I just went without
it except when feeding led to unexpected intercourse.

“Do you have any idea how
crazy you make me Renee?” Dimitri growled in my ear.

My head fell back against his
muscular chest and I looked up into his deep blue eyes. “Why don’t you show
me?”

His eyes went wide then
darkened as he grabbed my hand and led me off the dance floor. The private
party rooms were full so we climbed the spiral staircase to the third floor
where we found an unoccupied seating arrangement. There were two half circle
couches facing each other and Dimitri chose the one on the right so that his
back was to the wrought iron railing and he could see if anyone approached us
from either side. He pulled me down to straddle him with my knees resting on
the soft leather couch and kissed me. It was a hungry kiss, demanding, and I
responded in kind.

My hands burrowed into his
thick wavy hair while his hands went under my skirt and ripped my panties off.
When his fingers slid inside me, I broke the kiss gasping and his lips moved to
my neck. His mouth kissed and sucked while his fingers moved in and out sending
heat flashing through my nerve endings. He thrust his other hand under my shirt,
pushing it and my bra up, then his lips closed over my nipple. Everything down
low tightened and a rush of hot wetness poured over his fingers.

He growled, sucking harder on
my nipple while he worked on opening his pants. A second later, his erection
was rubbing against the entrance to my body and I lowered myself letting him
fill me with his hard flesh.

He tore his lips from my
breast and the look in his eyes sent a shiver up my spine. Gripping my hips he
said, “Fuck me Renee, ride me like your life depends on it.”

I did as he asked, moving my
hips up and down with my hands braced on the back of the couch. His eyes grew
darker then started glowing with red flames as his body began to stiffen with
his impending climax.

I was far from unaffected by
what we were doing but doubts kept creeping into my brain and I suspected the
fox was behind them. Why was I doing this? To get back at Solomon? Just to get
myself off? I could have just bitten him if that was all I wanted.

Dimitri moaned, throwing his
head back and I knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. Before I could be
left wanting again I leaned down and sank my fangs into his throat. His blood
hit my tongue and I sucked long and hard as waves of ecstasy crashed over us.
His grip tightened and his hips rose meeting mine as our bodies slammed
together over and over.

Suddenly it wasn’t Dimitri
beneath me, it was Solomon and everything changed because with the physical
sensations ravaging my body I felt connected to him. It was the same sense of
belonging I always felt when I was near Solomon but stronger somehow.

Before I could make sense of
what was happening Dimitri shoved me off his lap, his face a livid mask when he
roared, “What the fuck Renee?”

Dammit. I must have projected
my feelings for Solomon along with the sexual high from drinking Dimitri’s
blood.  I started to explain, not that anything I could say would make this any
better, but a tingle of awareness had me looking out over the club where I met
Solomon’s furious gaze. He was also on the third floor, standing by the railing
directly across from us. He looked good in his Avenged Sevenfold T-shirt and
black jeans with his artfully tussled hair falling over his brow, damn good
actually. He must have found someone to feed from because the dark circles
under his eyes were gone and he no longer looked like he was trying out for a
part on The Walking Dead.

When he started heading in
our direction I said, “Shit, I have to go,” then jumped to my feet and bolted.
If I was lucky I could get back to my place, pack a bag, and be gone by the
time Solomon caught up with me.

~ Solomon ~

Finding Renee was proving to
be a lot more difficult than I anticipated. I’d forgotten how big Supernova was
and just how many people the annual tournament drew in. To complicate matters
I’d been fending off some very persistent women since I walked through the
door. Now I was on the third floor looking over the railing, searching for
Renee in the heaving crowd of people below.

The blaring music barely
covered the ecstatic moans and groans rising with increasing frequency as more
and more partygoers shed their clothing and gave in to their basest urges. The
scent of salt and musk, sweat and sex filled my senses making my pulse pound as
my eyes flew from one face to the next, desperately seeking green eyes and
creamy white skin with pale freckles scattered over a tiny nose. There were
just too many people and I wasn’t even sure she was here.

Deciding the fox might have
better luck; I reached out with all his senses and let him zero in on our mate
as only he could. I might have strong feelings for Renee, but only through the
magic of the fox could she be my mate. Taking deep breaths, I closed my eyes
and focused. When I was sure the fox knew where she was, I opened my eyes and
found that I’d moved about ten yards to the right and had the undeniable urge
to look across to the other side of the club.

Renee was there with her
hands braced on the back of a couch and her fangs buried in someone’s neck.
That I could have lived with, but the way her lower body was moving told me
there was a lot more than just feeding going on. Everything inside me screamed
MINE!
Then I slipped into her mind replacing whoever that asshole beneath her was
with me. It didn’t take long for those thoughts to reach his mind then he
shoved her off his lap and roared like a madman. All three parts of my soul
snarled furiously and Renee’s head snapped up searching until her eyes, still
black from feeding, met mine.

I took one step in her
direction and Renee took off. I started running and I would have caught her if
the guy she’d just been fucking hadn’t intercepted me. He wasn’t much taller
than I was, maybe six foot, but he had to be carrying at least thirty pounds
more than me on his muscular body.

“She doesn’t want you,” he
growled with an angry sneer. “What does she have to do to get you to understand
that?”

“I don’t have time for you
right now,” I replied evenly, watching to see which portal Renee disappeared
through. She was changing the color and style of her hair every few seconds
trying to get lost in the crowd but I managed to keep track of her as she
pushed her way through the club. Once she was gone, I focused on the demon in
front of me. “But trust me, once I catch up to my mate and sort this out, I’ll be
back to deal with you.”

Red flames flared in his eyes
telling me he was a fire demon right before his fist flashed out and ran into
the brick wall I conjured in front of me. While he howled in pain and the wall
dissolved, I vaulted over the railing. When I landed on the stage below, the
crowd applauded and I took a bow before sprinting through the second to last
portal on the left, making sure it closed behind me.

Once I was through the
portal, I looked around and smiled. So the town in our shared dream was a real
place. Betting the house was too, I took off down the road I’d traveled a
hundred times in my sleep. When I reached the small house, I didn’t even pause
at the door. I flung the door open, went inside and found Renee in the bedroom
packing a bag.

“Going somewhere?” I asked
closing the door then leaning back against it.

She jumped about five feet in
the air and spun around to face me. “What are you doing here Solomon?”

“Getting some answers Renee,”
I replied, drinking in the sight of her.

Her hair was its natural
auburn color, but I knew the short style was only a projection from the ring
I’d given her. Renee loved her long curly locks even if she did choose short
hairstyles more often than not. To my surprise, she was wearing a black lacy mini
skirt with thigh high stockings, short high-heeled boots and a red and black
sleeveless top. She always looked great in skirts but I could probably count
the number of times I’d seen her wearing one without running out of fingers and
toes.

Forcing myself to focus on
her face, I watched her eyes dart around the room then she started edging
towards the closet. “Look Solomon, we both know you don’t want to be tied down
to one woman, least of all me, so just go back the way you came and walk away.”

I had no idea where she
thought she was going with the only exit behind me, but her body was tense and
she looked like she was ready to bolt again.

“Is that why you’ve been
trying to keep me away? Because you think I don’t want to be mated to you?” I
gritted through my teeth, moving closer to her but fighting the need to touch
her. I wanted her to want me before the mating frenzy kicked in.

She put her hands on her
hips. The way she was standing there with her hip cocked to one side was so
classic Renee that I had to smile even though I was furious with her. “What the
hell are you smiling at Solomon? There’s nothing funny about any of this. I
know how hard it’s going to be to stay away from each other but I’m not going
to make you stay with me just because some psycho in charge of fate thinks we
belong together.”

“What if
I
think we
belong together?” I asked, watching how she was eyeing the open closet door.
What the hell was in there that she thought could help her escape me?

She snorted. “You’ve fucked
half the female population of this planet since I met you. Don’t you want to
finish what you started?”

The bitter edge in her voice
tore at my heart and I closed my eyes for just a second wondering how I could
have missed the pain I’d obviously been causing her. When my eyes opened, she
was disappearing through the closet door and I dashed in to catch her arm right
before she went through a portal. Keeping a firm grip on her arm, I pulled her
out of the closet and slammed the door shut.

That was when I felt it. It
was almost as if someone had lit a fire in my chest. My soul was burning,
reaching out to its other half and I had no way to fight what happened next.

Our eyes locked for half a
second, hers were wide, the green flecked with the gold of her fox. There was
fear there, but also desire, scorching in its intensity.

“No more running Renee,” I
whispered just before my lips came down on hers.

The taste of her was an
instant addiction, and I knew I would never get enough as our tongues danced
together, circling and rubbing, fanning the flames of my desire.

I reached down and she hopped
up into my arms with her legs wrapped around my hips. Her hands speared into my
hair, pulling just slightly with her hunger and I growled in response. She
seemed to like that because her legs tightened and she moaned as the scent of
her arousal filled the air.

The fox was agitated because
he could smell the other man’s scent on her but neither of us was willing to
let that stop us from claiming our mate. Once she was bound to us, she’d know
the truth of our feelings and all her fears and doubts would melt away.