Wanton With a Vampire (15 page)

This thing with Trish was different. Now that
he’d had her, he should be thinking of ways to put distance between
them. Instead, he was thinking about all the reasons to keep her
close. He was falling for her and had been since the day they’d
met. She was this crazy mix of sweet and saucy that made his blood
heat. Her incredible body had something to do with his near
constant state of arousal, but it was more than that. With Trish,
it had always been more than that.

He smiled when she let out a soft moan, much
like the ones she made during sex. Carefully settling her onto her
back, Alek slid down Trish’s body and spread her legs so he could
lick her moist folds. Another moan indicated she was enjoying what
he was doing.

His tongue moved in gentle circles around her
clit as her hips undulated against his mouth. Delicate hands
reached down and gripped his hair, pulling him closer to her heat.
The way Trish embraced her sensual nature in bed drove him crazy.
His movements became more frenzied as he drank her in.

Trish’s mewling sounds grew more desperate,
and he knew she was about to come. Desperate to be wrapped in her
heat when she climaxed, Alek moved up her body, positioning himself
at her entrance. When she wrapped her legs around his hips to bring
him closer, he knew she felt the same need.

He slid all the way into her body, groaning
when she gripped him with her inner muscles. “Your pussy feels
incredible,” he murmured.

Alek was shocked when Trish admitted in a
sexy voice. “I like it when you talk that way during sex.”

“You like it when I talk dirty while I fuck
you?” he asked and started to roll his hips, grinding against her
clit in a way he knew would bring her the most pleasure.

“Yes,” she moaned.

“Good,” he said, struggling to maintain his
self-control. “I want to make you come harder than you ever have. I
want to feel you tighten around my dick like a fucking vise grip.
Are you going to do that for me, honey?”

“Yes,” she practically screamed.

Her voice had taken on the raw husky quality
it got when she was aroused- the one he never wanted another man to
hear. This possessive streak was new territory for him, but he
wasn’t afraid of it. No, he embraced it and gave in to his own
desire to slam into Trish’s body harder. The sudden realization
that he wasn’t wearing a condom should have put the brakes on what
was happening, but instead, it increased his arousal. “You’re going
to feel the aftereffects of this for days,” he growled.

Her sexy little whimpers got even louder as
she tightened around him, gripping his dick and putting him on
sensation overload. Then her orgasm hit, and the spasms were so
strong they made him freeze, throw back his head, and groan as he
came.

It took him quite some time to recover. Trish
was stroking his hair as he lay on top of her. Luckily, he’d had
sense enough to hold his weight off of her or she’d be crushed.
Rolling to his side, he stared at Trish with what he was sure was a
goofy grin on his face.

“You didn’t put on a condom,” Trish
whispered, sounding dazed.

“Yeah,” was all he said because what could he
say at that moment? He should apologize for being a thoughtless
asshole, but he wasn’t sure he was sorry. There was this crazy part
of him that was excited about the idea of Trish pregnant with his
child.

Trish wasn’t exactly in a panic, but she was
obviously trying to work something out in her mind. “Now that I
have some psychic ability, does that mean you can get me
pregnant?”

“You’ve probably always had a psychic
ability,” he said. “It was just repressed for some reason.”

“You’re not answering my question,” she
pushed.

He let out a sigh, hoping her calm stayed in
place. “I’m guessing I could have gotten you pregnant before your
accident, and I know I can get you pregnant now.”

Trish said nothing, which made him nervous.
“Are you mad at me?” he asked.

Still looking calm, she shook her head. “I’m
a grown woman, Alek. Birth control is as much my responsibility as
yours. How can I be angry with you when I didn’t think about it
either? Actually, you’ve got a better reason for not remembering.
I’ll bet you’ve only been with humans you can’t get pregnant in the
past. Lydia told me you don’t get STD’s, so I guess you don’t worry
about condoms often.”

She’d just given him an easy out. All he had
to do was nod, but he hated lying to Trish. “I realized I wasn’t
wearing a condom while I was inside of you, and the idea of getting
you pregnant aroused me more.”

There was a long silence while she processed
what he’d said. “I don’t understand,” she murmured, her voice laced
with hurt and confusion.

“Neither do I,” he admitted. “Even knowing
I’m an asshole, I’m fantasizing about you being pregnant with my
child, and that has never happened before.”

“I’m not sure what to think about what you
said,” she admitted. “You tell me you don’t want a relationship,
but you want to get me pregnant.”

“I get it,” Alek said. “I’m a bastard, and
I’m not being fair to you. You have every right to be pissed at me.
I’m
pissed at myself.”

She gave him a tentative smile. “I’m really
not mad at you, Alek. I think your kind behave this way due to some
instinct. In many species, the impulse to procreate is very
strong.”

Alek cringed. “Are you saying I’m in
heat?”

Trish giggled. “I didn’t mean it that way.
Listen, you need to wear a condom from now on. This was just one
mistake.”

“Maybe we should talk about what will happen
if you are pregnant,” he said hesitantly. “I like you a lot, and
you’re not in this alone.”

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Trish
insisted. “I’m not pregnant, and we’ll be more careful going
forward. Can we talk about something else?”

While Alek wanted to discuss this more, he
knew it would be a mistake to push Trish. “Fine, we won’t talk
about pregnancy. How about if we talk about how incredible you
are?”

Trish blushed. “I’d tell you you’re pretty
incredible yourself, but your ego needs no stroking.”

“Speaking of stroking, I seem to be
developing another problem. Care to help me out?”

“Are you planning to keep me in bed all day?”
Trish asked.

“That’s the plan,” he admitted as he slid his
hand between their bodies to stroke her.

“Then I guess we should get some condoms from
Caitlin’s room,” she said on a moan.

Alek froze, unable to believe he’d almost
seduced her without a condom again. “You make me forget myself,” he
admitted.

“Is that a bad thing?” she asked with a
teasing smile.

“No, but if you want me to make it out of the
room for condoms, you’d better stop looking at me that way.”

Just then, Trish’s stomach grumbled, making
Alek chuckle. “How about if I feed you first?” he asked.

“Wanna order pizza?” she asked with a
grin.

“Sure,” he said.

“Great! I’ve got coupons in my wallet,” Trish
said as she climbed out of bed.

Much to Alek’s disappointment, she slipped
the sleep shirt back on. At least he could look forward to taking
if off after they ate.

Alek decided it would be best to let Roman
know about Trish’s run-in with Phoebe before they ordered dinner.
Knowing his brother, he was going to be annoyed that Alek had
waited this long to call him.

“Hello?” Roman answered hesitantly.

Alek smiled because his brother’s ineptness
with technology never failed to amuse him. Roman had only recently
learned how to accept calls on his smart phone, and sometimes it
took more than one try to get it right.

“It’s me,” Alek said by way of greeting.

“What is it, Alek? Is everything going well
with Trish? I’m still not sure I like you staying with the girl,
but Lydia told me to mind my own business.”

Roman’s wife was not afraid to speak her
mind. She was also the most likely of Trish’s friends to support
his interest. Whether Lydia supported it as a fling or something
more, he didn’t know, but at least she wasn’t insisting he leave
Trish alone, and that meant Roman wasn’t insisting he leave Trish
alone.

“I’m calling because Phoebe approached Trish
at the mall earlier today,” Alek told him, feeling somewhat
embarrassed by this story. “I let Drew take her to the mall, and
Phoebe thought they were a couple.”

There was a long pause. “You allowed Trish to
go to the mall with Drew? Our nephew Drew? Drew the sociopath?”

“It was her idea,” Alek insisted. “Believe
me, I tried to talk her out of it, but the woman can be very
stubborn.”

“You are responsible for Trish’s care,” Roman
said calmly, but Alek suspected he was anything but calm. His
oldest brother was an expert at keeping his emotions hidden. “I
expect you to take charge of the situation and make her listen to
reason if necessary.”

“What the fuck!” Lydia’s raspy shout from the
background brought a smile to Alek’s lips. He’d love to see his
brother try to force his wife to see reason.

“Alek let Trish go to the mall with Drew,”
Roman said incredulously.

“So?” Lydia asked. “Drew’s mostly harmless,
just really annoying.”

“Harmless?” Alek and Roman gasped in
unison.

“Have you lost your mind?” Roman asked his
wife.

Alek heard Lydia’s voice growing fainter as
she talked about the many reasons the Draksel men were idiots.

“I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes when you
get off the phone,” Alek said with a grin.

Roman chuckled. “Lydia’s not one to hold a
grudge. Now, tell me what happened with Phoebe.”

Alek recounted what he knew, including Drew’s
assurances that Phoebe wouldn’t be able to find the condo.

“It sounds like Trish should be safe, but I’d
feel better if one of us were with her at all times until Phoebe’s
located,” Roman said.

“That was my thought, as well,” Alek said.
“I’m also having Isaiah double check the security system he put in
at the condo.”

“Good idea,” Roman said. “I’m guessing Phoebe
won’t leave the area without making at least one more attempt to
get Drew to go with her.”

“Just as we expected,” Alek added.

“Let me know if you find anything else,”
Roman said. “For now, I’d better go make up with my wife.”

“Good luck with that,” Alek said with a
chuckle before ending the call.

In the front room, he found Trish frantically
searching her purse.

“What has you so worked up?” he asked.

“I can’t find my wallet,” she admitted. “I
must have left it at Victoria’s Secret. That’s the last place I
shopped. I suppose it also might have fallen out of my purse
somewhere in the mall.”

Alek was instantly on alert. “Pack a bag,” he
said urgently.

Trish froze, glaring at him. “Did I do or say
something that would lead you to believe I take orders well?”

Alek let out a frustrated breath, wondering
why he acted like such an ass around Trish.

“Sorry about barking that out like an order.
It’s just that Phoebe may have stolen your wallet. She has a talent
for that sort of thing, and if she has your wallet, she knows where
you live.”

“My driver’s license has my old address on
it,” Trish said calmly.

“With your driver’s license number, she can
get your address,” he explained. “We’ll be safer at Nathaniel’s for
now.”

“Didn’t she just break in there and almost
kidnap Justin recently?” Trish asked, with her hands on her hips
and her lips pressed in a stubborn line.

“She had the security code for the front
gate, so I wouldn’t call it breaking in. Isaiah took care of
tightening up security at Nathaniel’s, and we’ll have him meet us
there to double check everything,” he explained.

“Okay,” she said with a nod. “I’ll pack a few
things and call Victoria’s Secret and the mall’s information line
when we get to Nathaniel’s. If they have my wallet, we can pick it
up and head back here.”

Alek shook his head. “No.”

“I thought we were going there on the off
chance that Phoebe has my wallet. If she doesn’t have it, then why
would I need to avoid staying in the condo?”

“Are the receipts for the places you shopped
in your wallet?”

“Yes,” she admitted. “I hate having them in
the bags.”

“Then she could have looked at those and
dropped the wallet in one of those stores to throw us off. She had
to notice your Victoria’s Secret bags and might have left it there,
or even turned it in to the mall’s lost and found desk.”

“You know, not everyone is a criminal
mastermind,” she grumbled.

“Phoebe is,” he said. “Let’s just play it
safe.”

“Fine,” Trish said. “I’ll go pack, but you
should know in advance that Justin and Caitlin are staying at
Nathaniel’s to get everything ready for the delivery of Tempest’s
triplets.”

As much as Alek was enjoying having Trish to
himself, it was probably a good thing there would be more people to
guard her. It was also a good thing the rest of the family would
hear about what was going on with Trish sooner rather than later.
Why delay the inevitable lecture from Roman?

“Isaiah might even be staying there,” she
added. “Tempest has been having a lot of contractions, so she and
Aiden may be there as well.”

Alek cursed under his breath. “Anyone else?”
he asked.

Trish hesitated.

“Helena?” Alek guessed as realization dawned
on him. Helena was in the area to assist Justin when he delivered
Tempest’s triplets, so it only made sense that she’d be staying at
Nathaniel’s home.

Trish nodded, looking uncomfortable.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed the
top of her head. “Does that bother you?”

“A little,” she admitted. “I know we aren’t a
couple, and I have no right to be jealous, but jealousy isn’t the
most logical emotion.”