Borrower Queen: The Sixer Series Book One

by Ravyn Fyre

  “I will be the one to protect my mate!” Kalen growled, stalking toward Tanen with murder in his mind.

  Afraid the confrontation would turn brutal, I stepped in between the two men and pushed my arms out, using a fraction of my mate’s telekinetic power to force them both back a step. Turning to look at Kalen, I put all of the anger I was feeling into my voice. “Enough! I shouldn’t have to defend myself to you when I didn’t do anything, but since you’ve given me no choice by acting like an alpha asshole, I’ll make this quick. Nothing happened here, nor does your lack of faith in me bode well for anything happening in OUR future with you acting like a jerk!”

  Kalen pulled up short and, with a look of astonishment, pinned me in place with his smoldering stare. I watched in fascination as his fangs extended and shivered with desire as I imagined what it would feel like to have those embedded in my flesh. Growling out a curse, Kalen ordered Tanen to leave. “You and I will discuss this tomorrow, but if you know what’s good for you, you will get out now!”

  The king didn’t wait for his order to be followed before he prowled forward against my feeble attempt at using his gift. I gasped when his thoughts invaded my own, showing me his fangs penetrating my swollen clit as I climaxed all over his face. I groaned at the image and then surprised myself when I growled as Tanen flashed away, taking his mind-reading gift with him.

  I kept telling myself if I were in real danger, I would protect myself, but the truth was I was dying to find out what other sinful things the Strix had in store for me. Not wanting to appear desperate, I backed away slowly in a feeble attempt at playing hard to get. I barely managed to stop a squeal when Kalen flashed forward, catching me off guard.

  Flames of desire pulsated through my body as I stared up into his ocean-colored eyes and found myself drowning in them. Feeling faint, I gulped in some much-needed air and choked on my saliva with as much grace as a great dane puppy who had yet to grow into his massive paws. Wishing I could crawl under a rock after demonstrating my less than stellar seduction skills, I covered my face with my hands in embarrassment.

  After a short pause, Kalen closed the short distance between us until the only thing separating us were our clothes. His taut muscles left nothing to the imagination when he rotated his hips, giving me a tease of what he had to offer. I shivered with need as his breath cooled my skin seconds before he peppered kisses along my neck. Pulling on my hands, he brought them to his mouth and kissed them one by one. I closed my eyes like a petulant child, squirming as he proceeded to kiss my forehead, eyelids, and nose seductively. I was seconds away from melting into a puddle on the bathroom floor.

  I bit my bottom lip, preventing a sigh from leaving my lips when he didn’t continue his downward trend of kisses. I wanted his mouth on mine, but I didn’t want to beg. It wasn’t ladylike. Refusing to be the only one affected, I shimmied my hips in a slow seductive dance against his erection and lost myself to the feeling. I didn’t want to be the first to make a noise but failed miserably when he traced my bottom lip with his tongue. I released my lip with a moan and hissed when he sucked it into his mouth and nicked it with a fang.

  His answering growl was like gasoline to the slow-building fire in my loins, igniting the moment I tasted the coppery tang of blood in my mouth. My eyes fluttered open when he pulled away; at the same time, my arms reached out to pull him back to me. Feeling needy, I ignored the warning signs going off in my head that we were moving too fast as I threw myself into his arms and wrapped my legs around him. Thrusting my fingers through his inky black hair, I brought him closer and sucked his lip into my mouth as he carried me out of the bathroom.

  Driven by a force larger than myself, I bit down until I tasted blood and felt a rush of adrenaline as his need and desire flooded my senses. All sense of rational thought fled my body as he pulled his lip away from me, and I lurched forward for more. Shaking his head, he lowered me to the floor slowly, ensuring I had plenty of time to feel every ripple and indent of his powerful body. With a wicked smile, he licked the lingering drop of blood from his lip and said, “Fuck protocols. I wanted to give you more time to get used to us, but you sealed your fate with that love bite.”

  When he bent forward, I whimpered as I imagined him lifting my dress and pleasuring me with his tongue. Instead, he surprised me when he ripped the beautiful garment and my undergarment in half. Pouting slightly, I lowered my arms and let the remnants of my dress flutter to the floor as I thought, Damn! I liked that dress.

  “Your turn.” Moving forward on instinct, I looked for a way to relieve him of his clothes with as much ferocity as he showed me. I searched madly for a zipper or seam around the collar and waist of his fatigues only to find it impenetrable. Too far gone to be embarrassed by my wanton actions, I begged for his help. “Argh! Please.”

  Kalen stilled my hands and brought them to rest over his heart; it beat at the same rhythm as mine. I questioned the meaning and looked up at him in wonder. The look of hunger in his eyes promised this mating would not be gentle, and I shivered with anticipation. I squealed when he picked me up and tossed me onto the bed behind me. Raising myself to my elbows, I blinked in confusion when he flashed forward six inches, and his clothes fell to the floor behind him.

  My eyes devoured every inch of his naked flesh. Dear Lord, save me. The man was the epitome of male perfection. Strong, masculine, virile, and sexy all rolled into one package. I had a feeling he would be a handful but lost my train of thought when a light trail of black hair beckoned my eyes south. His V-cut abdominals made me want to run my hands across them as I counted an eight pack giddily. But the piece de resistance was his enormous cock. It bopped to the flutter of my eyelashes and beckoned me to touch it. I needed him inside me. I licked my lips as I imagined him fucking my mouth and practically purred when he stalked toward the end of the bed, ready to claim his prize.

  I felt cherished when he climbed onto the bed and crawled towards me, trailing his fingers along my skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. His mouth wasn’t far behind as his lips worshiped each leg before he settled between my legs. With each touch, the heat in my pussy turned up a notch until I felt like I would explode like a supernova. Throwing my head back, I mewled like a kitten as his breath teased my sensitive nub. Arching my hips forward, I begged him to touch me and sighed in gratitude when he slid his tongue in between my soaked folds. When he latched onto my clit and sucked, my sigh turned into a full-blown pornstar moan.

  I was seconds away from the fastest and most explosive climax of my life. I was almost afraid to fall off. It felt like I’d be falling over more than a cliff. My impending orgasm was more like falling into the event horizon of a black hole. I was afraid if I went over, I’d never come back.

  Squirming to escape the onslaught of emotions and sensations, I grabbed onto Kalen’s head. Unsure if I wanted to hold him there or push him away, my choice was removed the second he pushed a finger or two inside me and increased the speed of his tongue. I had no idea how it was physically possible for him to suck and vibrate simultaneously, but the combination of his mouth and fingers pushed me over the edge.

  The orgasm that consumed me was euphoric and mind-blowing. It felt like I was floating in a sea of endorphins that were constantly refueling the high of the orgasm. Kalen was relentless as well. He lapped up the essence he had a hand in making and growled into my flesh, sending delicious tremors through my core, like ripples on the water.

  I could hear myself beg him to stop while I anchored his head to me, confused as to whether I should chase the feeling he stirred within me or push him away. Kalen, sensing my indecision, increased the tempo one more time and added another finger. Giving myself up to the sensation, I screamed when another orgasm ripped through me as his fangs pierced my swollen clit.

  Each pull he took of my blood intensified the convulsions pulsing through my body, taking me to pleasures I never knew existed. As I came down from the high, my eyes closed in a dreamy state. His resultant growl cen
tered me, ensuring I didn’t check out and miss out on what happened next. Retracting his fangs, he sat upon his knees, flipped me over, and positioned me with my ass in the air.

  With the urgency in his movements, I braced myself for a rough entry, only to sigh when he rubbed my juices all over his cock like he had all the time in the world. He entered me with a restraint belying his need. I reveled in ecstasy as he slid slowly into my quivering pussy one inch at a time. His complete control over me should have thrown me into a panic attack; instead, I craved a similar reaction in him. Taking action, I pushed back until I felt his balls against my clit. His resultant moan was music to my ears. Capitalizing on my moment, I proceeded to squeeze his shaft over and over again until his control shattered. His loss of control when he roared was all the encouragement I needed.

  Grabbing my hips, he pistoned in and out with such savagery that I lost myself to the rhythm. A fleeting thought that I’d be sporting a few bruises in the morning crossed my mind until he reached around and thumbed my clit in circles, in sync with his hips, making me oblivious to anything but the sex god behind me. I dropped my head to the bed with submission, only to be yanked up by my hair until my back was flush with his chest. Guiding my mouth to his, he slowed the tempo of our joining, sealing his mouth over mine.

  The new angle brought an onslaught of sensations to my overstimulated body as he slid over my g-spot with each penetration. As I ascended to yet another precipice, I struggled to reach the top, hovering between pleasure and pain. Unsure what I needed to push me into nirvana, I deepened our kiss, savoring the way his tongue dueled with mine. At the hint of something metallic on my tongue, I turned into a zealot hellbent on finding redemption.

  Devouring his mouth, I searched for more until the loss of it sent me into a panic. Frightened by the intensity of my need, I pulled my head away from him in a haze. Grasping for a modicum of sanity while he continued to move within was challenging. I took deep breaths willing my racing heart to slow down. I needed to come back to reality. Wanting to drink someone’s blood like my life depended on it was not natural.

  I didn’t understand what was happening, but a small part of me knew that there would be no taking it back if I let this continue. I was seconds away from pulling away, but Kalen was having none of that. Moving my hair to the side, he trailed his fingers up and down my neck, bringing me back to the moment. The movement was hypnotic. Kissing my ear, he purred his approval when I melted back into him like I was in a trance. “That’s right, my sweet. Stay here with me. Accept me as your mate, and I will spend eternity worshiping you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

  “I don’t know what I want when I’m around you.”

  “Do you want me to stop?” Kalen growled, stopping mid-stroke over my g-spot. When he swiveled his hips, jostling the sensitive area in the most sensual way, I lost the battle to resist him and practically wailed out my answer, “NO! Don’t you dare!”

  Stalling his assault on my pussy he nibbled on my ear and added, “I’ll only continue if you agree to be my mate.”

  “You’re blackmailing me?” I huffed out. Trying my best to fuck myself on his cock but failing miserably.

  “I call it a trade-off,” Kalen replied, resuming his slow but delicious moves. “I get you, and you get what you want as well as what you didn’t know you needed.”

  Closing my eyes, I sighed and let go of my reservations, deciding to follow my heart and not my head. Ignoring the voice in my head that reminded me it was my body, not my heart, that was the player in this game, I nodded my agreement. I could feel him smile against my neck before he snapped his hips forward, holding himself deep, and said, “I need the words, my sweet.”

  “Unh.” I whispered, which was all I could manage at first, before I found my voice, “Y . . Yes.”

  “Yes, what?” He replied by pulling out to the tip of his cock, like he was teasing me he could take away my new favorite toy.

  “Oh, for fuck’s sake. Yes, I agree to be your mate. Now finish what you started and fuck me!”

  With a growl, he bit his wrist and placed it next to my mouth before he whispered, “Anything for you. Blood of you, blood of me. Forever mine, forever yours. For all eternity. Drink, my sweet. Make it so.”

  The second my lips touched his open wound, I latched on like a newborn babe wholly lost to the connection forming between us. Overwhelmed by the feelings his body and mind wrangled from me, I barely heard him praise my enthusiasm before he sank his teeth into my neck, pushing me into sweet oblivion.

  Chapter Eight

  For the third time since my abduction, when I opened my eyes, I was not in the same place as when I closed them. A mirror above the bed proved I looked as thoroughly used up as I felt and confirmed my mate had a kinky side. I smiled as I recalled the night before and blushed at how uninhibited he made me feel. My hair resembled a rat’s nest, and my makeup made me a close runner up for Pennywise the Clown’s doppelganger. Stretching like a cat, I purred in contentment. I fingered the bite marks on my neck and sighed when the act incited a flush of warmth in my core. Scissoring my legs to create friction, I moaned at the delicious sensations coming to life.

  Thinking I was alone, a drawn-out grunt from across the room had me grabbing the sheet to cover myself. Holding the soft fabric against my naked skin, I raised up on my elbows to find Kalen standing in the doorway of his bathroom, stroking his cock with a mischievous grin. “I was afraid you would be sore this morning, my sweet, but I can see now your ache for me matches my need for you.” Motioning me with his free hand, he beckoned me toward him. “Join me in the shower.”

  Shaking my head ‘No’ playfully, I smiled seductively. Patting the bed next to me I said, “Why don’t you come back over here. I’m not ready to get up.” Biting down on my bottom lip, I trailed my hand down my stomach and sighed when my hand cupped my swollen sex.

  Expecting to get my way, I closed my eyes with a sigh and was seconds away from inserting a finger, only to gasp when Kalen’s mouth replaced my hand. He growled into my flesh and sent delicious shivers up my spine. There was nothing gentle about his approach as he nipped and sucked until I was writhing beneath him in a matter of seconds. Kalen tore himself away from me with a snarl and said, “I want all of your orgasms, but I want it in the shower!”

  I didn’t have time to answer before he scooped me up and flashed us to the shower in the bathroom, joining our rooms. Growling down at me, he guided me onto his stiff cock and didn’t stop until he bottomed out. Holding me in place, he moved me against the wall and ground against me. He teased my nub with just enough pressure to drive me mad, but not enough to finish me before he whispered with barely contained lust, “If we had stayed in our bed, we would have never left. Soon we’ll have time for a true merging of our souls when I plan on keeping you in bed for weeks. Right now, though, I need you quick and hard.”

  With a snap of his hips, he reminded me who was in charge in this coupling as he pushed me to new heights. “Yes. Yes,” I moaned as small tremors rippled through my pussy in a slow-burning orgasm, only to climb even higher when he sank his teeth into my flesh and exploded inside of me. The coupling was sensuous compared to last night's explosive union and had me yearning for more. I wanted everything he had to give me, and if last night and this morning were anything to go off of, this man, Strix, whatever he was, should be known as a god in bed.

  I shuddered when he removed his fangs slowly—sighing in pleasure when he licked the holes and kissed each mark lightly before he nuzzled my neck just below my ear. I was surprised I enjoyed the whole biting and blood thing, but the act was erotic, pleasurable, and intimate. I had no idea how much blood he required daily, but if we continued at our current rate, I’d be drained dry before the end of the week.

  The thought brought me up short. If Kalen didn’t drink from me? Who was he drinking from? I didn’t want to imagine who he used to drink from, but once the thought entered my mind, I couldn’t let it go. Even though we ha
d only been together a short time, I felt possessive, and there was no way I would be able to handle another female’s, or a male’s, scent on him.

  Pushing against his chest, I scrambled off of him frantically, and fled from the shower. Placing my head between my knees, I gulped in some needed air as a panic attack threatened to consume me. My breathing increased, and the sound of my heart reverberated through my head to the point I barely heard his frantic words, “My love, what’s wrong?” When I didn’t answer him, he dropped to his knees in front of me and pulled my head up so he could look me in the eyes, “Are you ill? Talk to me!”

  Focusing on his eyes, I swallowed the lump in my throat. Welcoming the calm his touched wrought, I whispered, “What are you doing to me?”

  Kalen dropped his hands to my knees and gave me a steamy smile. “I think you know what we’ve been doing. Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it. I could feel your pleasure through my bite.”

  I hmphed with exasperation while I shook my head. “I do not deny it, but maybe I’m enjoying it too much. I’m . . . I’m feeling things way too soon . . . things that shouldn’t be possible. I mean, I barely know you. It’s like sex is launching our affair into overdrive, and suddenly you mean everything to me! All of this is happening so fast, and I don’t know all the rules. Not like you can’t tell, but I’m quickly becoming addicted to what you do to me. To the promise I feel in your bite. I’m addicted to the taste of you . . . to . . . to you, and it scares me.”

  A panicked expression was the last thing I wanted to see on the man I had just poured my heart out to. Dropping my head in embarrassment, I was stunned when he grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him a second later with a look of acceptance and love.