Chapter Twelve
Quintus watched Allison as she sat on the couch. She seemed to be doing fine now, but he knew that the event had shaken her.
Rem had sent a dozen hybrids to search the area. And although the stench of the Glycons was in the air, no one could find one.
What was even more puzzling is why they’d target Allison, especially when she was in her car. The behavior she described didn’t sound like anything like what they’d seen from the Glycons before.
They’d already covered that part of town with the sonic fence as well.
Quintus brought a tumbler of whiskey over to Allison and handed her the glass. For a moment he considered going to put on a shirt but decided that it was better he stay with her after an event like that.
Allison took a swig and choked a little as the burning liquid made its way down her throat.
She shook her head. “I just don’t understand why,” she said, and turned toward him. “I thought those electronics would keep them out.”
Quintus leaned back against the couch and sighed. “Not sure. We’ve covered that part of town, but they could have come in from a different side. Veronica also said that there may be pockets that are slightly weaker than anticipated,” he said. “We’ll need to go through and add additional pieces in order to close those gaps. The rest of the equipment was delivered today.”
“And how long will that take to set it all up?”
He could see the fear in her eyes and knew that she worried someone else might be attacked. Someone who hadn’t been able to keep such a level head as she had.
“No more than a day or two,” he said. “We’ve got our people out patrolling the border at night just in case. That’s when the Glycons are most likely to come out.”
Allison nodded and took another drink from her glass. With nearly half gone, she seemed slightly more relaxed than she had been.
“Why me?” she asked.
That was a question he’d been asking himself since the moment she got there. Was there some special significance?
They knew the Glycons were interested in Vestals. There was always a chance they had hoped to make her one of theirs. Whatever sick and twisted sense that might mean.
Quintus didn’t want to mention that to Allison. It’d probably only freak her out even more than she was.
“I think it’s best to stay here tonight,” he said. “We can’t be sure why they targeted you, or if it even was targeted. There’s a chance that you were just a lone car that came across their path.”
Allison downed the rest of the glass and sighed loudly as she sat it on the table. “So is this your life?” she asked. “Dodging dangerous creatures and living on the edge?”
Quintus wasn’t quite sure how to answer. It wasn’t their life. It was just the way they had been forced to live.
“We came here for some peace,” he said. “For a chance to have the life we were never given.”
Allison nodded and placed her hand into his. Quintus laced their fingers together, and he stared down at her small hand.
“What would you want if you didn’t have to worry about the next problem?” she asked.
Quintus thought for a moment. So many things had been taken from them. “The chance to find what I’m good at.” He looked over to where she sat on the couch and stared into her soft green eyes. “To have a family, a wife, some place to call home.”
Soft pink spread on her cheeks, and her lips parted slightly.
“Is a Vestal like a wife?” she asked.
Hearing her use those words lit a flare inside of him. His Vestal.
“Vestal is more than just words on a piece of paper. A Vestal is the bond. An unshatterable connection between two people. Two halves making a whole.”
She took a soft shuddered breath. “Oh.”
Quintus stared hard at her. It was funny really. He had never spent much time thinking about a Vestal or even wanting one. He watched the men around him pair off, and the others pine for what they didn’t have. But when faced with his own Vestal, it all became clear. It seemed inevitable and overwhelming.
The pulsing need echoed through him like a drum. She was the one thing he needed that he never knew he would. He brought their linked hands to his mouth and kissed her soft skin.
“I know it doesn’t make sense,” he said, “and maybe it sounds a little crazy, but it’s something I just know. Something I feel in every part of my being.”
Quintus was surprised when she turned and placed her other hand against his cheek. His heart thumped wildly in his chest at her touch.
“I feel it, too,” she whispered. “I didn’t know what it was, but it feels like I was just waiting for the moment when I meet you.”
Fate.
Never in her life did she think she would fall into such nonsense, but somehow that seemed to be the least crazy thing going on.
She thought about Quintus, living a life where he was hunted by creatures and a sadistic corporation, plus just the normal day-to-day existence that came with being a hybrid.
It put a whole new perspective on just what someone could find and experience in the world.
Allison rubbed her thumb on the stubbled skin of his cheek and then over his soft lips.
Even after everything that had happened, she could remember the feel of his mouth against hers, and the way it ignited something deep inside.
Slowly she moved forward until their lips were just a fraction away from one another.
His eyes blazed a bright blue. The act should have frightened her, but instead it only seemed to stir her passion.
“I should let you get some sleep,” Quintus said.
Allison watched as he pulled away and climbed off the couch. “You can take the bed, and I’ll sleep on the couch.”
She rose from the couch and made her way over to where he stood. Allison stopped directly in front of him and leaned in to smell his masculine scent.
A low rumble filled the air as she placed her hands against his solid bare chest. His muscles flexed under them.
“I’m trying,” Quintus said, his voice hoarse with restraint. “You have to understand if I touch you, I don’t know that I’ll be able to stop. I want you too badly.”
Allison stared into his bright blue eyes, her heart beating all the way into her throat.
“So don’t stop.”
The rumble in his chest grew louder as Quintus dipped his head and captured her mouth with his. There was no gentleness like there had been the night before. This was raw, naked need coursing through them.
His hands moved over her body as his mouth plundered her own. His tongue swept over the roof of her mouth and then twined with her own again.
Allison let her fingers trail down his chiseled chest, reveling in the flatness of his hard stomach as she strolled through his abs.
When she reached the thin line of hair that led down, she paused just above the band of his underwear.
She’d never been the one to really instigate much in the bedroom before. But Quintus seemed to be an exception to all of her rules.
His nimble fingers quickly unbuttoned her blouse. Allison placed her arms to her side and let it fall to the floor. Within seconds, her bra joined the garment.
She ached for him to touch her, to feel his rough hands scraping across her nipples.
Instead he pulled her forward, pressing her soft breasts against his hard chest.
The zipper to her skirt slipped down effortlessly, and she felt the cool air blow across her nearly naked form. Her heart thundered now, and her center fluttered.
She moaned against his mouth as his hands roamed freely over her flesh, pressing against the sides of her breasts and then palming them in his hand.
Allison felt herself grow slick with need as she moved her body against his. Her hips bucked against his, each time his solid length pressing not quite where she wanted him.
Desperate for more, she pulled her mouth away from his and wrapped her arms around his neck as he palmed her ass around the skimpy thong she was wearing.
“More,” she whispered as she placed soft open-mouthed kisses against his chest.
Quintus grunted at her words and lifted her from the ground until she wrapped her legs around him.
Free to rub herself against him, Allison pressed her wet hot pussy against the firm length she found.
She rubbed hard against him, desperate to end the ache that had followed her the last few days.
Passion swallowed any thought of restraint. She only cared about getting the pleasure her body so craved.
He moved with her now, holding onto her ass as he helped her up against her.
Allison needed more. She wanted to feel him slide deep inside her as she came, squeezing his hard dick.
She reached down between them and pushed his pants hard down his legs. Liberated, his hard length sprang free.
Quintus wanted Allison with everything in him. He’d been restraining the beast side of him before, but she’d set it free. He needed to show her how much he wanted her, and that she was his.
He walked them over to the wall and leaned her back against it to help support her weight. He stared down between them and watched her hand move over his thick cock.
Allison moved in time with her hand, her hips shifting up and down as she slid her hand in the same way. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen.
Quintus groaned as she ran her hand over the head of his cock, a bit of cum now on the surface.
He needed to be in her. Not later. Now.
A loud rumble escaped him as he grabbed the thin scrap of lace between them and pulled. Allison let out a small gasp as it snapped with ease.
“That was my favorite pair,” she said.
Quintus snorted loudly. “Casualty of war.” He lined himself up with her wet center.
He watched her face as he slammed himself fully inside of her. Her eyes clouded with lust, and he could feel her muscles moving to accommodate him.
“Yes,” she whispered quietly. “More.”
Her hips circled over his, pulling him in even deeper than he had been before. His head pressed against her cervix, and he moaned loudly at the feel.
Heaven. Pure bliss. Being inside her was the most perfect thing he could have ever imagined. Their bodies were totally in tune with one another.
Two halves of the same whole. Just as people had always said: hybrid and Vestal.
Quintus pulled out until just the tip of him was left in. He watched her face once again as he sank deep inside. Her fingers bit into his shoulders, and she arched her back.
A loud moan burst out of her. He leaned forward and sucked on her hard, pointed peaks, flicking her nipples with his tongue as he did so.
She rocked hard against him, grinding herself nearly as hard as she had before. He could feel her juices coating him, and her insides twitching.
Quintus grabbed her hips and started to move inside of her. Each time pressing harder and faster than he had before.
Allison moaned as they moved together. Her breasts jiggled with each thrust. Her cheeks were flushed from their lovemaking.
He moved faster into her now, the animal in him taking over as he worked for the release he so desperately wanted.
The sounds of their hips slapping against one another mingled with his grunts and heavy breathing.
Quintus roared as the animal in him broke free of the chains. He moved faster and harder now.
He felt himself grow inside of her within a few moments. She moaned loudly as her insides gripped him, milking his own release from him.
With one last hard thrust, Quintus came deep inside of her.
They stayed entwined in one another’s arms as they each came down from their climaxes.
The muscles in his legs shook as he placed her on the ground. With ease Quintus lifted her into his arms, cradling her body against his chest.
Allison sighed loudly and smiled against him. She placed a soft kiss against his chest before falling fast asleep.