Chapter 10
Seattle, Earth Realm
“What are you doing here?” The deep sexy growl to Uri’s voice made things tighten low in her body. Alex closed her eyes at the sensual vibration of it before realizing it was coming to her through the cool breeze instead of inside her mind.
Opening her eyes, she saw that he was mere feet from her. Oh, Gods, he was even more edible up close. She felt the heat coming off his body in waves, licking along her skin. Her heart beat recklessly faster. All six feet eight inches of pure muscled, half-naked Uri stood almost within touching distance, arms crossed and scowling. His near shoulder-length, dark hair was wet and glistening under the night sky. It was mussed like he’d just rubbed a towel over it. The smell of his shampoo was a faint hint in the background of his own seductive scent. Enough to bring visions of him in his upstairs shower, lathering up all that glorious skin. What she wouldn’t give to have been with him, soaping every hot inch of his rigidly muscled torso until she was kneeling in front of that big cock. Mesmerizing eyes of liquid silver swirled… hypnotizing her under tightly furled dark brows.
Her breath left in a tight groan she didn’t have time to suppress. What was wrong with her? She felt like she was caught in a spell; it lulled her mind and heated her body. Her nipples were hard as she caught the slight tilt to his mouth and the tensing of his wide shoulders.
He had such perfect kissable lips, the bottom slightly fuller, just begging her to suck and nibble on it. Thick taut thighs were encased in loose-fitting dark exercise pants hanging dangerously low, while the pure mass of his chest and the delectable vee of muscle near his hips was exposed to her gaze. Bronzed skin gleamed with moisture in the dark, and she wanted nothing more than to lick every drop as it traveled the dips and valleys en route to the low-hanging fabric at his waist. Her eyes traveled over his eight-pack before hitting the soft material that did nothing to hide his hard cock.
She clenched her thighs as her own desire had her wet and aching. Her chest began heaving as she fought the need to move toward him.
That jolted her. She needed to get it together. She took a deep calming breath and then nearly moaned again. What was it that he smelled of? It was so much more than clean male. It was like aged port, sweet and decadent, so tempting she wanted to cover herself in it. Bathe in it. There had to be something in his chemical makeup meant to attract, because no other male had ever smelled so tantalizing.
“Keep eating me up with those eyes, little Goddess, and I’ll be so deep inside that hot little pussy you won’t remember what you came here for.” His voice was a deep raspy growl, making her even hotter. His voice dipped lower, and she swore he stalked closer. “Unless that was what you need my help for.”
She felt her body start to pitch forward as if under someone else’s control and that was when guilt assailed her.
She mentally smacked herself while licking her dry lips, and heard a soft groan. Her eyes almost closed as she tried hard not to breathe in that scent, “No, I need your help.” Gods, what she wouldn’t give for him to do as he said, but she had to help her brother. Clearing her throat, she added, “I need your help… first.” She wanted to sound sultry and she had no trouble with all the desire flooding her body.
He sucked in a breath and brought his arms to his sides. His hands flexed as he bit off a curse before gritting out, “I got that the first time. Get to the part of why the hell you’re coming to me and what you think I need to help you with. Especially since you know I should be exiling your hot little ass on sight… but trust me, it won’t be before I give us both what we need. What we’ve been dancing around for the last century.”
Was it her imagination, or was his chest rising and falling as hard as hers?
Think, Alex, think. She bit the inside of her cheek to focus. “Before I tell you, I want a blood oath from you that my brothers and I will not be sent to Tetartos. You know as well as I do that you need our help with the possessed.” She took a deep breath only to get assailed with that amazing dessert wine scent again. Damn him, the male was getting inside all her senses. Her nipples were so tight they were no doubt showing through her bra and tank.
There were many reasons she had for coming to Uri, all logical, not hormonal… One was that he was the only Aletheia Guardian, so he was the only candidate for a blood oath. Something she doubted he would do, but it was worth a shot. If he consented, she and her brothers would be safe from exile. There was true power in Aletheia blood, in addition to their other fluids. Ugh, she couldn’t think of the other fluids. Her mind didn’t need any images to go with the Intel they had gathered years ago.
He moved closer, his fists still flexing at his sides as if he were trying not to grab her. His muscles were pulled so tight they had to hurt. He ran a hand through the back of his hair, clearly agitated. “Sorry, sweetheart, but I don’t do blood oaths. If you’d like to get to the request for help, you may want to get there fast. I find I’m losing patience… I plan to bury every inch of my cock inside all the slickness. You changed the rules, Goddess.” The growled-out words only made her hotter. She swallowed hard while he finished his litany. “Now you’ll pay the price. There won’t be an inch of your flesh I haven’t taken after this night is through.” His eyes scorched her skin as he took in her body, slowly, from her head to the very tips of her boots. She felt as if his lips were grazing her body while his eyes cataloged every curve.
Should she just tell him what she needed? He looked ready to pounce, and Gods, she couldn’t wait, but Erik needed help first. Alex hadn’t gotten a word out before he moved. She just barely teleported out of his reach. Standing in front of him again, her heart pounding, she arched a brow. “Were you that eager to exile me, or was there something else you were after?”
Another growl issued as they teleported over and over, just barely missing each other in a seductive dance until her boot heel clipped a tree root protruding from the ground. All it had taken was a moment of lost concentration and he had her, taking her to the ground beneath his heated skin.
It was like being sucked into a dream. Her body went soft and her mind hazed and she vaguely realized something wasn’t normal. She felt drugged and the low growl he issued only sucked her deeper into whatever this was.
He nuzzled her neck. “Fuck, you feel and smell even better than I imagined.”
She nearly moaned at his words and admitted she could have subconsciously let him catch her, and now she couldn’t move if she wanted to. Not with her body melting into his warmth. She didn’t care that the ground was damp and soaking into her clothes. His body was cradled against hers in just the right spot. She moaned and writhed a little more against him, loving the friction. She couldn’t stop herself from reaching up to lave her tongue over the pulse hovering tauntingly above. How was it possible for another being to taste so good, so incredibly addictive?
He growled and used a firm pull at the nape of her neck, bringing her lips up to his, taking possessive control of her mouth. He ripped the tie from her hair, and his fingers tunneled in, giving the long strands a soft yank that sent tingles down her spine. His hips thrust against her as his tongue tangled with hers. He destroyed every remaining thought as he tasted the inside of her mouth, taking her with his tongue like she needed him to do so much lower.
She was dizzy, disoriented and so wet. All she could do was submit to the demands of his mouth and roving hands. She arched beneath him, needing more than just pressure from the hard cock settled against her clit.
Panting, she ran her hands along the hard muscles of his back. She felt them twitch under her palms as she rubbed up and then down under the stretchy band of his workout pants to grab his perfect ass.
He growled low in his throat before shifting to palm an aching breast. His mouth trailed behind her ear. A firm pinch on her tightened nipple caused her to gasp into his mouth. She rubbed harder against him, too many sensations swamped her, and she still wanted more… needed the feel of his skin against hers. She pulled him in tighter, circling her hips uncontrollably as he toyed with her.
I knew you’d taste sweet. Put your arms over your head. Offer your breasts to my mouth. He growled in her mind since his mouth was busy against her sensitive neck. She cried out; she could barely breathe as he tortured her body, leaving goose bumps along her skin. She ached to do as he commanded, but she couldn’t make herself move her hands from his warm flesh.
Her body felt as if it were floating, yet tense at the same time. He nipped hard at her collarbone while pinching her nipple. “Now.” Liquid flowed from her; she knew her panties were soaked and was sure her jeans were next. The thought that she was so close to orgasm brought her back to reality.
At least enough to flip him onto his back as she stared down, panting. His eyes glittered below her, just as lost to arousal as she was, pushing his hips into hers. She followed his movements as she tried to get her fuzzy brain to focus through gasping breaths.
His focus trained on her breasts, and then he flipped her beneath him again, her hands secured above her head with one of his. She noticed his fangs had descended, something she’d never seen before, and the sight stilled her, made her hotter somehow. She shook her head to try to clear it. His kind took blood for memories. Did he want hers? When she would have pulled away at the thought, he lifted her tank with his other hand, pushing her bra up with it. With a hard warning look, he demanded, “Don’t move them.”
Lucid thought was impossible as he rose above her, pushing her aching flesh together, and thrummed their tight tips with his thumbs. He moved down, his big body pushing hers into the grass as he took each nipple in his mouth. He sucked so hard her back bowed, and she bit her lip. She kept her hands over her head, but she was dying to tunnel her fingers in his hair. Biting forgotten, Alex felt her body melt as her head fell back on her shoulders. A soft tongue swirled against her other tight bud before he latched on to suck her almost to completion. She moaned and wiggled, getting increasingly desperate to take his cock all the way inside her body.
There was something she needed to do, but her mind had stalled. Her body was in charge and had given itself to Uri. Oh, Gods, too good… The scorching heat of his breath left a searing sensation down her already overheated skin.
Can’t focus, you smell so good. I’m going to lick all the way inside your hot little cunt until you’re clenching around my tongue. Then I’ll flip you onto your stomach and take you so deep and hard you’ll scream and beg for more. He practically growled the words inside her mind so his mouth could continue tormenting her swollen flesh. The words alone almost set off an orgasm. All that existed in the moment was his mouth and hands tormenting her. The damp earth scent was drowned out by the pheromones he was throwing off.
He began unzipping her jeans, dipping his fingers underneath them. She was holding her breath. Waiting. He nibbled on a nipple and then sucked hard as the back of his fingers grazed her clit. She cried out, “Don’t stop. So good.” Her brain was fuzzy. It felt like she’d been drugged, she knew she needed to stop, but she couldn’t. This was pleasure unlike anything she’d ever been able to simulate on her own. She wanted more. Wanted it all. Her moans grew louder, and she frantically pushed her body against his erection. She had to stop or warn him or something. Oh, but the feel, it was impossible to get words to form. She needed more…
“Holy fuck, man,” came from their left.
Uri reared up with an animalistic snarl, pulling her up behind him, hard. She was dazed. Only coherent enough to get her top and bra in order and her pants half zipped.
Alex glanced up from fixing her clothing to the view of the warm sexy male back flexing in front of her and was immediately assailed with the need to rub up against it. Not caring if they had an audience, her awareness ended with the knowledge it wasn’t the enemy, only his Guardian brothers. Those strong muscular triceps tensed in front of her, making her mouth salivate. The desire to lick him like an ice cream cone was uncontrollable. She started low in the center of his spine and moved her way to right between his shoulder blades. His muscles twitched beneath her touch as he let out a deep half growl, half groan.
In the back of her mind, she registered something wasn’t right. She should be on guard. She was acting nothing like she normally would, but she couldn’t seem to stop herself from curling her body against his, feeling the hot skin against her cheek. He pulled her closer with one hand, reaching to hold her by her butt. All the while he snarled at the male in front of him. Mmm, the snarling growls vibrated against her body, so good. Need more, she thought as she circled his waist with her hands, moving up to feel his magnificent chest. Then down, dipping under his waistband to grasp the silky skin covering his rock-hard cock. It was wet at the tip, and she swirled it on her thumb and down. The hand on her ass pulled her tighter against his back.
“Wow, man. I see you’re busy, but… Drake said you were supposed to be in and weren’t answering,” the Guardian Jax said with what sounded like laughter in his voice.
She moved up to swirl more hot liquid over the head, slicking him; then she couldn’t control the urge to lick the wet digits. Bringing the sweet scented arousal to her mouth, she lashed her tongue out to taste it and about lost her mind at how good it was. She moaned loudly as she licked him off her fingers.
“Uri?” Alex vaguely registered the deep voice of Gregoire, and he sounded oddly concerned. She knew he’d teleported to their right, but she didn’t care. She moved to get in front of Uri, dying to lap up every drop of his decadent essence from his big hard body. He held her back, still growling, but now it felt like the growling was coming in her head. She glanced at Gregoire, seeing an odd stillness in his eyes.
Large hands grabbed her from behind, yanking her from Uri’s body. Crap, what was wrong with her? She didn’t even have time to hold tighter to Uri or fight the teleport. She heard a loud roar as her body broke apart.