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Knowing what sort of resort this was, that was likely the point.
“I think you’ll find everything you need here,” Jordan declared, waving a hand. “But if you don’t, give me a shout. I’m right down the hall, three doors on the right. Oh, and you’ll find some big T-shirts and pajama bottoms in the dresser drawer, if you need something to sleep in. Tomorrow I’ll make sure we get you some real clothes. In spite of what you might think, we don’t go naked
all
the time around here.”
“Jordy,” Soren warned, exasperated.
She touched the younger man’s arm. “Thank you, Jordan.”
“Jordy, please. That’s what all my friends call me.”
She gave him a grin that didn’t quite hide her exhaustion. She wondered how Soren’s older brother kept this bundle of energy contained, and decided Aldric must be a strong man to keep up with him. “Jordy it is. Now, if you all don’t mind, I’m going to shower and fall into bed.”
“No problem. Good night, then!”
“Good night, Harley,” Soren murmured.
Jordy bounced out, and Leila swept out after him, followed by Soren. Good riddance to the woman’s departure. Soren could’ve stayed, though. But tomorrow was soon enough to get a good start on satisfying her curiosity with her new boss. Right now, she was going to fall over. Any second. Doing a face-plant on the bathroom tile wasn’t the way to make a good impression.
Quickly, she ran the hot water, stepped in, and soaped her body. It felt heavenly and she groaned, rinsing away the night’s activities, including the last traces of the aphrodisiac cream. Did Soren have any of that stuff on hand? She wasn’t sure whether to hope so.
By the time she toweled off and slid between the crisp, clean sheets, she was more than ready to let go and drift pleasantly into dreamland. And she was almost there, too....
When the unmistakable moans of carnal pleasure began to drift from the other side of the wall. With a sigh, she tried to settle in and get some sleep, but loneliness closed in.
Sounded like it was going to be a long fucking night. In more ways than one.
 
 
“I can scent your arousal, darling,” Leila observed, smirking as they moved away from Harley’s door. “Don’t worry. I’ve got what you need.”
“I seriously doubt that.” Soren walked slightly ahead of the witch and made it to the door to his room in a few strides. Harley’s suite was situated right next door to his, as he’d wanted. In hindsight, that could be more of a problem than he’d anticipated. But maybe not. His new Chosen definitely wasn’t a prude, or taken aback by how he and his brothers lived.
But dammit, feeding from Harley had left him hard and aching. The witch wasn’t about to let an opportunity pass.
Slender fingers wrapped around his arm. “It’s not as though you have a choice, now, is it?” she pointed out with a sly chuckle. “You’re sworn to see that my every desire is satisfied. Correct?”
At his door, he paused, gritting his teeth so hard his jaw hurt. He longed to shake off her touch, but didn’t. She was right. He owed her for bringing Harley here, the woman whose scent and taste called to him like no other. He had to please Leila if he was to have any chance of getting to know Harley.
Opening the door, he stepped inside his suite without bothering to flip on a light. The moonlight streamed in through the bare windowpanes, plenty for a vampire to see. Walking over to the window, he stared through the glass into the night, understanding how a caged animal felt. This witch played a dangerous game, and he must play with even more skill in order to learn her secrets.
Probably at great cost to himself and his brothers. But he had no choice.
Leila’s arms slid around him from behind and she pressed against his back, breasts brushing him through his shirt. Not nearly as full and luscious as Harley’s, rather small, in fact, but his body began to warm. Insistent fingers found the button of his pants, then the zipper, making short work of both and parting the material. Pushing it down off his hips.
Harley
. Her kiss had been potent, the sample of her blood such an insane rush of wicked joy. Nothing like Helena’s nice, if muted, flavor, though a part of him had longed for them to taste the same. To take comfort in the familiar. But so far, Harley was more of a temptation than Helena had ever been, and it left him confused.
Leila lifted free his cock and balls, cradling the heavy weight of him in one hand, and it was easy to imagine Harley undressing him like this, touching his naked skin. Back at the club, he’d wanted that badly, had been primed and ready to sink his cock into her heat, but he’d restrained himself and instead concentrated on showing her how good it could be.
As Leila manipulated him, his cock lengthened. Hardened. She stroked him, and the dreaded darkness returned. Holding back his desires earlier worked against him now. The beast inside him stretched, awakened, and listened with a purr to her every word.
“Ooh, you want me. I have the proof right in my hand, throbbing with desire. Isn’t that so?”
He wanted to deny the hated truth, but couldn’t. The witch and this
thing
had him under their control, and he tried to fight. But he had no leverage, nothing whatsoever to hold on to. No foothold on his sanity when they teamed up against him. Against his will, the beast unfurled to merge with him again.
Yesss,
the beast hissed.
Give yourself to her
.
He struggled to stay in control even as he kicked off his shoes, stepped out of the pants, and turned around to face her. She slowly unfastened the buttons on his shirt, then slid it off his shoulders. It joined the pants, and he was naked, jutting toward her, so ready he hurt.
“This is good,” she crooned. “It’s taking you less time than before to submit to our bond and embrace your power. Each time we’re together, you’ll come around more quickly, and afterward your beast will take longer and longer to subside, until your transformation is complete. We’ll be unstoppable then, my love.”
He arched into her touch, letting his eyes drift closed as she squeezed and stroked. “Unstoppable how? What will we do then?”
Have to find out. Tell Aldric and Luc.
No! You will do only as your mistress bids. There is nothing that matters but our desires, and we know what your kind longs for. What you need.
I don’t know what you mean.
Oh, but he was very afraid he did.
“Come to bed, my love.”
He went with her, allowed her to push him onto his back.
“Wait here and spread yourself for me. Just like that.”
She left his side and returned in a few moments, carrying a couple of items. It took him a few seconds to realize they were cuffs attached to chains with locks. When she crawled to kneel on the bed by his head and took an arm, he didn’t fight her. His arousal was too great, the slit on the head of his cock oozing with pre-cum.
That’s right, vampire. You want this, don’t you? We want this.
Leila cuffed one wrist, then wrapped the silver chain around the iron railing of the headboard several times before snapping the lock through the chain.
Silver!
He was held fast, no hope of escaping until she let him go. He was totally at her mercy, and the knowledge only heightened the thrill.
“You look beautiful bound this way,” she said, smoothing a hand over his chest. “Tell me what you want.”
“Ride me,” he said hoarsely.
“Perhaps. When you beg for it.” With a predatory smile, she moved between his spread thighs and swallowed his cock. Or most of it.
He bucked, groaning at the glorious feeling of her tongue and throat massaging his rigid length. She was driving him crazy, bobbing down and up, getting him wet. Sucking him like he was her favorite dessert.
The torture lasted a couple of minutes before she raised her head. Her expression was hungry, and he needed to feed her. “Oh, gods, fuck me,” he rasped. “I need it. Please.”
Sitting up, she moved into place and straddled his hips, positioning the weeping mushroom head at her opening. Slowly, she slid down, impaling herself on him. Inch by lovely inch. Her pussy clasped him, hot and wet. Dripping for him.
“Shit, yes. Let me have that pretty cunt.”
His dirty talk spurred her on, and she rode him faster. “You like me taking this big cock, don’t you?”
“Yes. Take what you want.”
“You’ll give me anything,” she commanded.
He gritted his teeth, trying to fight her hold over his mind. This was wrong. She was going to gain control of his mind and use him to further her agenda. Hurt others.
“No,” he whispered. “Not anything.”
“You will, because I can give you what you desire most.” Her pussy continued to work him. She rode him, hands splayed on his chest, black hair falling around her. Such a slut, a bad girl. “Even now, I’m giving you the will to overcome your stupid morals and take it.”
She knows. Your mate knows that your greatest hunger is to sink your teeth and cock into your prey and drink, fuck, and drink until the fragile human heart stills. This is the need that every vampire hides. Do not deny it!
“It’s not true,” he moaned. But it was. Cum boiled in his balls at the thought of the one indulgence a vampire must avoid at all costs.
“Being a predator is your nature. The lion doesn’t apologize to the antelope because he must eat, and neither should you.” It was like she could see inside him. She understood. “Imagine how it will be. Have a sip of my blood and embrace who you are.”
“It’s wrong to kill. I won’t harm anyone.” The darkness of her blood beckoned. He wanted it so much it hurt. But he managed to resist.
“No, it isn’t.” She fucked him, grinding, her pussy juices slathering his balls.
So good.
“I would never hurt him. Never,” he insisted. He wouldn’t hurt an innocent young man like Jordy.
“You lie, my love. I’m going to prove it to you.”
“How?” His breathing quickened, along with his groin. Any second, he was going to blow.
“I’ll arrange for him to meet you soon. He lives to please, and so he’ll never suspect. Such an innocent, trusting soul. And when you have him underneath you, helpless, you’ll experience your true power and fill him with the gift of your cum as you drain him.”
With a shout, Soren’s orgasm exploded, filling Leila’s clenching pussy. They rode out the shocks together until she slumped over his chest, spent.
True to her word, the beast didn’t subside right away. Its claws were sinking deeper into him, their consciousness, their insatiable hunger, becoming one. How much longer did he have?
“Very good, my mate,” she praised, kissing his cheek. “You’re coming along so well. Very soon I’m going to show you the glories of taking what you want. And eventually, you’ll give me one of the tools I require to achieve my goals.”
“What’s that?” The gleam in her dark eyes gave him a chill even before she answered.
“Your child.”
6
S
oren was losing his mind.
The beast had finally gone quiet—after Leila had spent half the night fucking them both into a coma. Sitting up, he rubbed his sore wrists. “What is she? Tell me, you bastard!”
For once, the gods-damned beast ignored him when Soren wanted to talk. “She’s not human, is she?” he demanded. Still no answer. Sliding out of bed, he tossed the sheets and blankets aside. “Fine. I’m going to see Aldric, then. If he doesn’t know what the hell this woman is, if she even
is
a woman, he won’t rest until he helps me find out.”
You cannot do that. Her destruction is your own.
His footsteps faltered halfway to the bathroom. “Stop speaking in riddles and explain for once,” he muttered in frustration.
That was not a riddle, stupid vampire. What part of
you can’t destroy her without destroying yourself
isn’t clear to you?
His gut churned. “Destroy myself in the literal sense. As in dead.”
Ah, you’re catching on. The bond between you and Leila can be broken by killing her—if you could learn how it’s done. To do that you’d have to discover her secret, and that I will not tell you. For severing the bond and ridding the world of her means you die, too. And if you die, so do I, something we cannot allow to happen. Do you want to die?
“Of course not,” he snapped, shoving his fingers through his hair. “Who does?”
But he would do it, he realized. If he managed to retain one shred of his own mind, in the end he’d sacrifice himself to keep his loved ones safe. Carefully, he concentrated on forming a mental shield between the beast and his thoughts. One small piece of himself was all he needed to do what he must when the time came.
He tested the shield, prayed it held. Hoped that neither the beast nor the witch learned they weren’t the only ones with secrets. Soren had a big one, too, and if she learned that her efforts to have him sire her child were totally in vain, she might turn her attentions to one of his brothers instead. She could not find out.
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