Sanibel Sizzle - Vampire Werewolf Menage (30 page)

She stilled nervously, feeling the tremor of his beast
and inching nea
r the fight or flight sensation.
“I believe you.”

“Don’t placate,” he demand
ed, fighting full transformation
.  “I can’t say that I’m in love
with
you just now.”

“I know,” she whispered, rubbing her palms
over his chest
. 
Trying to calm him, he understood.

“
To say that I’m envious of those who’ve had you before me,” he snarled, angling his head “wouldn’t come close to touching it, Becca.
I’m a possessive, jealous bastard.
But y
ou’re my future, and we won’t dwell too much on
certain
things in our past
.”
I will try.
  Blade
’s
fingers discovered
her
slick folds and
he
drew
the backs of his claws over her
silkiness.  When they were good and drenched, he brought them to his lips and sucked each one slowly, as she watched in fascination. “You are delicious,” he said, closing his eyes in delectation.  Retracting his claws, he delved with pleasure, finding the spot where they both
wanted
him to play
.  “If another touches you after this…”

“You’ll kill them,” she finished, grinning against his chest.  “You admitted to something, Blade, not tasting another.”

“Yeah?”
  His body stretched, his large frame swallowing
her small one. 

“I’ll admit to something, as well,” she sounded unsure, but went on.  “I’ve always fantasized about you.”

“When we were younger?” Blade stilled, glimpsing the past.  “The marsh, the summer we grew to teens,” he realized
aloud
.

“Yeah, you …too?”
 

“When we thought
we knew everything and what was
right was wrong and vice versa?
  That night I dared you to sneak out with me
,
you ran
after one
smoking
kiss. 
I remember it well.
” Hi
s mind flashed to the past. “
Even then, w
e sizzled
.
”

“It was sexy…scary
,” she threw out, licking his bicep.  “
I didn’t understand it, and I thought I was crazy.  But in the back of my mind, I always wondered about us.
  I wondered about what I felt that night.
” She shook her he
ad and smiled up at him, “And years later, I
wanted this with you
.”

He nipped her jaw, curving his palms over her shoulders.
  “When, baby, tell me when you wanted this.” 

“Mor
e r
ecently,” she admitted
, “when Renee and I trolled some of your football games.”

He couldn’t hide his smile, didn’t want to.  “I saw you in the stands, cheering when you thought I wasn’t looking.”

She shook her head
skeptical
ly
.
“
How’d you know if was f
or you?”

“Hopeful guess?” he laughed, eyes dancing with wickedness. “
I would have given you this.”  Blade gripped her waist and pressed h
is weight onto her, his face
darkening with his
erotic
thoughts and
his body heating against
the
warmth of hers
. “All night, I would have given you a reas
on not to ever find another male
,” he said, thrusting his cock, finding her apex and swiping back and forth.  “It’s ti
me.”
  They were fated, born fo
r one another.  Their need was one in the same
.  “Spread your legs, Becca.
”
Stripping the sash from her fallen robe, he brought it to her wrists.
“
Oh, baby, the things I’m gonna do to you.
”

18

W
ith Blade’s sensual
promise, Rebecca’
s belly somersaulted
.  A
ll those little muscles that Ciaran worked out
in the stables
woke up all over again. 
The heat had died down, so this wa
s from pure desire
.  The hypersensitive skin, the wetness between her legs, the relentless clasping of her vagina made her want to claw Blade’s skin off.  But she couldn’t.  He had her tied to a bed. 
I’ve been tied up a lot lately
.  This was the good kind of restraint, though, this situation she’d agreed to beforehand.
 

Blade
had
left her sprawled out,
restrained
and open
wide.  If anyone were to barge in she’d appear the sacrificial lamb.
A field mouse may outsmart a tomcat, but a little red-headed lamb never escapes the king of beasts… unless he allows it
.  Ciaran, he’d confused her from the
start,
and now she understood why.
She was sure she hated him, though she’d never truly hated anyone in her entire life.  But she’d stepped near that edge
several times, especially
when he verbally claimed her as his mistress in front of the pack
after taking her off his death list
.

She felt an achy twinge in
her shoulder where Ciaran marked her.  He was rough, but she realized it could’ve been a lot worse. 
She’d seen worse on other females. 
Male werewolves were crazy
possessive,
and an Alpha was off any chart that she could think of.  And after he’d brought her to pleasure
repeatedly, 
whispered tender w
ords in the air around them when
he thought she didn’t hear, t
here was no way she could bring herself
to hate him now. But they would have to really work on understanding each other before they could love.

Rebecca could feel Ciaran’s
remorse for
his behavior over
the past wee
ks.  It was a thick coating weighing down
his
were
wolf, suffocating him. 
And if there was any way she could get him to lighten up on
himself,
she would. 
There
were females out there th
at needed him, their lives counting on his plan to work.
  And Bren didn’t raise her to be selfish.  The Alpha would have to refocus, get his head back in this deadly game.

And that meant he woul
d have to be backed by a supportive
queen.

Pushing those terribly serious thoughts aside, s
he shifted
awkwardly, trying to see what Blade
was up to. 
He’d been digging around a duffle bag for at least five minutes. Tugging at the sash, she knew she could snap it easily.  As if reading her thoughts, Blade spun, shaking his head back and forth while making an irritating clucking sound with his tongue. 
She threatened
him, “I’m
going to suck that tongue until you can’t make that noise anymore.”

A long deliberate growl, the one that made females curl their toes.  “
Keep those legs spread, baby,” he scolded, “or you won’t like what comes next.”  Then he cracked that boyish grin, she found irresistible.  Shrugging a shoulder, he reconsidered, “Maybe you will…
hmmm,
we’ll try it and see.”

Misting to the bed, he placed several items above her head.  “What are you up to?” 

On his knees, he rubbed his dick all over her face.  “I like my smell on you.”

Giggling, s
he pushed her face in the leathery softness of his
sack allowing
the crisp hairs to tickle
her. “You want my mouth again?” She licked his balls, bringing one side into her mouth and sucking with care.

“Oh…
I love the way you think.  More than t
hat, I’m a big fan of your luscious mouth
.” He tapped the end of her nose with his index finger.  “You’ve got to cut it out, though.”

Rebecca stuck her lip out, pouting.

“I’ve never heard of a werewolf being afraid of the dark, but I have to ask.  Are you?”

His earnest expression kept her from laughing.  “No, can’t say that I am.”

In the next second, he blindfolded her. 
Dark satin, midnight
seduction, easy transition to feel and concentrate on what he was doing,
her voice was husky, “So those stories I heard about you were true.” 
Yes, sign me up.

She felt him still, before saying, “Baby, let’s leave the past where it is.”

“S
orry, I only heard a few things.”
B
locked out most.
 
“
Mainly, you were in an unspoken competition with Rock and Bane to see w
ho could….” His breath blew out followed by
one steady anger-filled roar.
 
Hands clamped her wrists just as a hot mouth forced hers open.  He pushed inside with a punishing kiss meant to derail her thoughts, and it was working.  When he pulled away, she felt his forehead against hers.  He was slowing his breaths, trying to calm
his werewolf. 
She placated,
“Sorry again, I’m acting like an
idiot.”

“No,
you’re not.” He gave a humorless laugh. “It seems I’m not the only one jealous around here.”

“Maybe,” she confessed, “but I have
you,
and they don’t.”

“You’re about to have more.” A raw whisper that told her she was in for it. 
I’ll play
along
.

Another kiss, this one was
lighter,
unhurried.  Biting her lip gently
this time
and traveling down her jaw line, he elongated his tongue.  Cupping the underside of her breast, he moved
underneath the heavy flesh to lick the musky salt that flavored her there. 
Sucking the nipple and bringing it to th
e roof of his mouth, he went to
th
e opposite and did the same,
working the one he left with his hand.  Then he pinched them hard.  “Do I have your trust?”

“Always,” she murmured.  And the single word hadn’t left her lips be
fore two strange bites claimed
her nipples.
A startling pain before it eased to a peculiar numbness.
“For the love of….  What are you doing?”

“Don’t snap your sash,” he said ca
lmly. 

“What’s pinching my…oh…what’s…”

“Vibrating nipple clamps,” he answered in a husky drawl.  “They’re gold against your pretty nipples…wait till I pull them off later.”

“Blade…”

“I know, baby.  I really do.” He licked around the clamps, paying extra attention to the pressed flesh.  “That’s just a picture right there.”

She groaned
when a second tongue swirled inside her navel. 
Ciaran
misted in
.
 
Sliding a strong
powerful
hand up her thigh, he bent her knee, causing
cool air to flow over her feminine center
.  Long silken strands swiped her inner thigh and brushed over her pussy. 
A carnal awakening
, as if feat
hers dusted
her body.
“So
good,” she whimpered.  Squeezing her eyes shut under the blindfold, she reached her
sex up in a silent plea for mercy
. 
 

Blade’s prickly hair grazed her stomach, as he licked a line between her navel and her pubic hair.
Rubbing
her sex, he didn’t go in. 
“I love red,” he whispered, the warm breath teasing
her wet flesh
.   Inhaling deeply
, he skimmed his nose along the
sensitive
line
that divided her thigh from her sex
.  “Best thing I ever smelled
.”

Ciaran licked behind her knee,
deliberately
scraping
the tips of his canines until he reached the same point as Blade.  Both hovered over her sex, as if they were simply staring.

Rebecca was experiencing
sensory overload.  Writhing fo
r someone to touch her where it really
counted. 
“Stop driving me up and not following through, I don’t want to play this way.”
She’d never been with two males at once. “I need relief.” 
With all the sensations they were creating, she was starting to rethink her position.  “I don’t…”  And something smooth touched her lips, plastic and narrow.