THERE WAS A knock at Sterling’s bedroom door.
“Come in,” he said, already knowing who was on the other side.
He swiveled around in his desk chair as Lexine walked into his room.
“I think I know where Lucas is going to be soon. I’ll stay back, so you can sneak up on him. We’ll find out where my parents are”—she punched a fist into her open palm—“and then you can take the fucker out.”
Lexine and Sterling had been methodically finding all of her old group of friends and taking their blood to track them. They were hoping to find her parents or Lucas. Thankfully, they hadn’t had any problems since the first night when Sterling rescued Lexine. They had managed to obtain their blood by knocking out each one, so they wouldn’t know it was Lexine who’d attacked them.
But the Steve guy had to have warned the others. Except Lexine hadn’t heard from Lucas, whom she was expecting to call her at any moment. Lexine thought it was luck, but from what she had told Sterling, he figured the asshole was up to something. After all, despite the fact that they had gotten everyone’s blood and were able to track them, none of them had led Lexine and Sterling to her parents or Lucas himself.
“Why do you want to kill him when you haven’t wanted to kill any of the others?”
Not only had she not wanted to kill any of the others, but she had also insisted on it.
“He and his friends should go in front of the Vampire Council when this all goes down,” he said.
“Because he’s their leader. We’ll never be able to take the rest down without him out of the way.”
She had to realize that was a lame excuse.
“Which we can do if we drag him in front of the Council.”
She shook her head. “No, we have to get rid of him.”
Sterling rubbed a hand down his face. “You can’t even say the word. If you can’t say that we should kill him, how are you actually going to kill him?”
A look of pure rage flashed across her face. “Trust me, I’ll be able to do it.”
“When are you going to tell me what he did to you?” Sterling had gotten Lexine to spill most of her story to him, but he could tell that she had left something out just by her attitude toward Lucas.
“Never.” Her eyes widened as she realized her slip. “I mean, he didn’t do anything to me.” She shrugged a shoulder. “Nothing more than the others did anyway.”
She was such a liar.
“You know I don’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth, right?”
A look of sexual prowess came over her face, and she dropped to her knees. Her hazel-green eyes sparkled as she crawled over to Sterling. “Then, why don’t you kick me out?”
Because he was a glutton for punishment.
She unbuttoned his jeans and lowered the zipper. She took out his cock and stroked it with her hands. She looked him in the eye and licked her lips.
He knew why he hadn’t kicked her out. He knew why he hadn’t gone to their leader, the Council, the king and queen, or even her brother. Because, while she was in love with Dante, Sterling was foolishly in love with her. He would do almost anything for her.
It pissed him off that she had that power over him.
He grabbed her white-blonde hair and wrapped it around his fist. He tugged her head back until it hit her shoulders, exposing her neck. “Someday, you are going to tell me what he did to you.”
Any other female would be scared of his mood right now but not Lexine. She laughed and bit her lower lip.
He pulled harder until he drew her body partly away from his, but she just tightened her grip around his dick.
He leaned down and kissed her, almost violently. She might have this unwanted control over him, but she wasn’t his boss. He grasped her lower lip between his teeth, scraping her with his fangs, and he slowly released it.
She was panting, and the room was filled with the fragrance of her arousal.
He sat back in his chair, bringing her head with him. “Put me in your mouth, Lexine.”
She didn’t even hesitate, sliding him between her lips. He pushed her head down, still holding on to her hair, and she took him to the back of her throat. She tried to slightly bring her head up, but Sterling didn’t let her. Instead of getting mad, she smiled and sucked harder.
He yanked her head up and off him, and she released him with a pop. She still had blood on her mouth from the scrape and licked her lips.
“Again,” she said.
He pushed her head back down over his cock. She sucked him in again, and this time, when he brought her head up, she scratched him with her fangs. There was a bite of pain, but if he were honest, he liked it, and it only turned him on more.
He stood, bringing her with him, and kissed her. He tasted her blood and his blood on her lips. He let go of her hair and pushed her pants off her hips. He released her mouth, swung her around, and pushed down on her back. “Hands on the desk, and stick your ass out.”
He knew they were stupid for doing this here. All it would take was someone getting too close to his door, and they would smell the sex coming from the room. Fraternizing wasn’t necessarily frowned upon, but it would raise a lot of questions. Questions Lexine wouldn’t want to answer.
But, right at the moment, he couldn’t manage to give a fuck what someone else thought, and obviously, Lexine felt the same, as she did exactly as he’d told her. She even wiggled her ass at him when he wasn’t fast enough.
He grabbed her hips and slammed into her.
Lexine moaned so loudly that he was convinced someone was going to come knocking on his door at any second, but they would just have to wait while he finished fucking Lexine.
He clutched her hips and relentlessly pounded into her. He knew he was taking out his frustrations with his feelings on her body, but the thing he’d learned about Lexine since that night he followed her was that she liked sex a little rough. That only made him want her more.
He let go of her hips and put his hands on the desk on each side of her body. He continued to drive into her as he used his nose to move the neck of her shirt over before pushing her head to one side. He didn’t even bother asking anymore. He just sank his fangs into her shoulder. She responded by taking a hand and pushing his head down further toward her.
She shoved back on him with each thrust, fucking him as much as he was fucking her. He felt her pussy start to quiver around him as her breathing became erratic.
“Please,” she said. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
Not even if someone held a gun to his head would he stop.
He held off his own orgasm until he felt the beginning of hers. He wrapped his arm around her waist so that he stayed inside her as he emptied himself into her.
They both collapsed on his desk, and Sterling realized he still had his fangs inside her. He slowly withdrew and licked her wound closed. He winced when he saw the bruise on her shoulder and pulled her shirt back up to her neck.
Sterling stood all the way up and pulled out of her pussy. He watched some of his cum slide out of her body and down the inside of her thigh. He used his first two fingers to wipe it from her leg and used his other hand to turn her around. “Open,” he told her.
She opened her mouth and sucked his fingers into her mouth, like she had done with his dick just a short time ago. She didn’t even hesitate to swallow. He really wanted his blood in her when they had sex, but that was irrational, so he settled for the next best thing.
He pulled his fingers from her mouth and went to his bathroom to grab two hand towels. He walked back over to Lexine and nudged her to sit on his desk. He put the towel between her legs and used the other to clean himself up.
He went into his closet to put it in the dirty clothes, and then he buttoned up. He took a couple of deep breaths. He was frustrated with himself for reacting to her. She’d purposely given him head to distract him, and he’d let her to the point that they’d had sex. He really needed to get his head on straight when it came to this female. She was already going to leave his heart in shreds; he didn’t need her doing the same thing to his head.
Sterling walked out of the closet just as Lexine was pulling her pants up.
He took her towel, threw it with his, and then sat back down at his desk. “Tell me more about your plan.”
Lexine sat on Sterling’s bed and told him about a vampire-only event at a nightclub, Pulse, at the end of next week.
“How are they going to do that?” he asked.
“It’s invitation only. Didn’t you get yours?”
As Guardians, they were probably on the top of the list.
Sterling rose from his chair and went over to a small table by his bedroom door where a stack of mail sat. He stood with his back to her, and she scanned his body, pausing to admire his spectacular jean-clad ass. She should really put a mirror on the ceiling, so she could watch him move in and out of her. She’d never understood that appeal before, but now, it made sense.
She didn’t know what to make of this turn in their relationship. Until recently, they’d pretty much just been coworkers. Now, they were having sex. The night Sterling had followed her and fucked her against his SUV was a total surprise. Tonight had been a total surprise. Sterling was always so soft-spoken and compliant. He never challenged Dante. He might question their leader but never challenged. She’d had no idea Sterling had such a dominant streak.
She squirmed on his bed, her sexual arousal rising again, despite the fact that he had just screwed her and given her one hell of an orgasm.
She really, really liked having sex with Sterling, and it confused the hell out of her. She loved Dante. Didn’t she? Yes, she’d had sex with Lucas before she found out what an asshole he was, but that had been more of a distraction from her broken heart. With Sterling, she actually liked being with him.
The scary thing was that she’d seen the cat-shifter arrive tonight, and Lexine knew Dante was screwing her now. But she had felt…well…nothing upon seeing Phoenix go into Dante’s room tonight as she made her own way to Sterling’s room.
The whole thing frightened her because she had pictured her and Dante together for so long. She didn’t know what she was going to do if they didn’t end up together.
“Here it is,” Sterling said as he turned around.
His gray eyes met hers, and she could tell he was still upset with her. She hated this guilt she felt when it came to him, but she couldn’t tell him what Lucas had done to her. He already felt sorry for her because of her feelings for Dante and his relationship with Phoenix. She didn’t need Sterling to pity her, too.
“So, how are we going to do this?” he asked.