Forgotten Curse (Curse Trilogy)

by C. M. Owens

  He smirks as he stares at my bare breasts, and my hips begin moving to bring my base closer to his erection that is hiding beneath his boxers.

  “Will she want to do that?” Hale asks as if he’s uncertain of Brazen’s choice.

  “I don’t speak for her, Hale. I’m just repeating what she has already said she wants to do. You can ask her for yourself if you want,” Brazen says with a devious smirk while handing the phone to me.

  I scowl at him, and he jerks me to be under him on the bed as I begin speaking.

  “It’s what I want. You can train them like you wanted to do in the beginning. I’m done with the whole thing. Nicholas and she played me like a fool,” I gripe, and then my breath hitches when Brazen’s lips stroll across the apex of my thighs.

  I narrow my eyes at him, and his eyebrows dance menacingly as his tongue twists and offers a moan-worthy pleasure against my most sensitive area. His teeth begin to graze it lightly, as he jerks my hips to bring me closer to his face. I gasp lightly, and then Hale’s voice fucks with my moment.

  “I’ll take them if that’s what you want, but maybe you should talk to Nicholas. This is a rare opportunity. None of us ever get to learn who our parents are. It could give you some peace.”

  “There’s no peace here, Hale. Thank you for taking them, but I have to go right now,” I utter very quickly, and I hang up the phone as my hands tangle in Brazen’s soft hair.

  “Damn you,” I breathe, and I feel his smile against me.

  The chill of his breath and the ice of his touch mingles in the most erotic way as his teeth graze over me again to push me into my climax a little sooner than I had hoped. My legs tremble lightly, and his lips continue to play in unison with his wickedly fantastic tongue.

  I gasp again, and he jerks me even closer to his face as his fingertips dig into my hips. My trembling legs almost convulse as I scream out, and my hand tries to rip his hair from his head once I find the exquisite release.

  He smirks as he surges toward me and his lips cover mine. I can feel his smile as his tongue enters my mouth, and then I feel his boxers sliding down just before he thrusts into my shaky body.

  “Damn that feels so good,” he moans as he pushes in as deep as he possibly can.

  I squirm around him, and his lips tangle with mine as he pulls back to thrust in again. His body firmly gripping me from the inside feels so natural and so fucking incredible as I tighten around him.

  “Marry me, baby,” he moans into my mouth as he surges in deeper, and I have to open my eyes to make sure I’m still fucking Brazen considering this is Hale’s ploy - asking me to marry him while fucking.

  “Just fuck me,” I breathe into his mouth, and he pounds in harder as punishment for my rejection - I love punishment.

  His relentless pounding force overwhelms my senses, and my nails slide up his back as his lips graze my neck. He jerks me over to be on top, and his hands jerk my hips to meet his fucking delicious thrusts.

  I moan out my ecstasy as I near my ending even more, and my panting breaths grow rasp and loud as the sweat begins to form on my overheated body. His cool skin gets icier from the intensity of the fuck, and I bend to let my teeth almost graze the skin of his shoulder.

  “Do it, baby,” he pleads, and I draw back after my teasing touch just as I reach my point of completely mind-blowing surrealism.

  I scream loudly as the walls rattle, and he explodes inside me before I drop to his body. His lips claim mine the moment I collapse, and his tongue plays daringly inside my mouth while he refuses to pull out.

  “Take my blood,” he urges, and his mouth continues to own mine.

  I laugh lightly between the kisses, and he smiles faintly.

  “What?” he murmurs curiously.

  “You. Just because we blood fuck doesn’t mean I’m going to say yes when you try to propose again,” I chuckle out, and a devious smirk grows on his face.

  “Baby, I wasn’t going to propose again. I just want to fuck you as hard as you can be fucked right now. I think that’s what you need,” he growls, and my insides quiver.

  He finally understands me.

  I unsheathe my blood bringers, and then my phone buzzes.

  “Fuck it,” he breathes while bringing my mouth to meet his chest.

  I smirk as I let my blood bringers sink back into my gums, and I draw back to see the very frustrated eyes of my horny-as-fuck full blood.

  “It might be important,” I chuckle out, and I lean over to grab the vibrating nuisance.

  Brazen huffs out his agitation while flopping back down, and I smile as I answer, “Hello?”

  “Araya, it’s me. My dad is coming to talk to you. Clay tried to stop him, and Hale has been begging him to give you some time. Daddy wouldn’t listen though. He said he has to talk to you. I just didn’t want you to be surprised,” Angelica rattles out with rapid pace.

  I drop the phone, and then I dart out of the bed. Brazen jerks his pants on as I tie a robe around me, and then he pulls me to his bare chest to let my new tears drip against him.

  “I’ll tell him to leave, baby. I know you’re not ready for this,” he coos softly, and then we both look at the door as soon as a knocking sound draws our attention.

  “No. Let the coward in, and let him try to explain why I shouldn’t rip him in half,” I growl out, and Brazen looks down to show his instant fear.

  “Fuck,” he gasps, and then he rips a vial of olophine from the drawer before grabbing me to his body and almost breaking the skin on my shoulder to inject me with the medicine.

  My hands fling out, and he goes sailing across the room to crack the wall behind him.

  “Don’t touch me, full blood! You have no right!” I scream out.

  The door to the apartment bursts open as Hale rushes in, and the full blood’s eyes roll back in his head as he passes out from my devastatingly strong force

  “There you are,” I sizzle out, my eyes finding my true love, and I begin my slow strut to him before untying my robe.

  Hale pulls his phone free, and then he dials a number as my disrobed, bare body finds his. He wraps an arm around me as Clay answers on the other line.

  “Intercept Nicholas. She’ll kill him if she sees him right now,” he breathes into the phone.

  “I can’t wait to rip him to pieces,” I salaciously disclose, my tongue strolling over my lips as my appetite for death and destruction becomes overwhelming.

  “Fuck,” Clay panics, and Hale leans over to pick my robe back up.

  “Medicine, baby. You need medicine,” he soothes while stroking my hair and pulling my robe around my body.

  “No,” I object while batting the robe back down. “I need you.”

  My lips find his, and he pulls me to his masterpiece of a body with such delectable desire escaping from his mouth to mine.

  “Araya, baby, you don’t want to hurt me, so take your medicine,” he begs.

  “You know I won’t hurt you,” I murmur against the curve of his neck as my lips trail down, and then I rip his shirt off to expose his perfect upper body.

  “Baby, you already hurt Brazen. You don’t want to do that to me,” he murmurs against my lips.

  “He’s not you,” I utter while undoing his belt. “He’s never been you.”

  Suddenly his lips are attacking mine as he gives into my plea, and his hands grip my sides.

  “Not here, baby,” he breathes into my ear, and he grabs a sheet to wrap me up in as he carries me out of the apartment.

  “Oh my gosh. Is she okay?” Angelica gushes as she comes running down the hallway.

  You tricky, spoiled little hybrid. How dare you speak to my man!

  I fling her to the other end of the hall to slam her into the wall with the angered force of my power showing no mercy.

  “Let’s see who’s stronger,” I taunt.

  “No baby, don’t do this with me here, please. I want to go have some fun with you,” my hybrid promises, and my eyes go back to him, my smi
le and lust returning.

  “I’m getting her out of here,” Hale murmurs to Clay as he runs up, and I drop to the ground as he continues holding the sheet on me.

  “Where are we going?” I murmur while running my hands on his chest.

  “Circuit, baby. You don’t need to be here right now.”

  I jump up so my knees rest on his hips as my lips consume his. He grips me tighter, and Grayson runs over to help up Angelica.

  “We don’t attack hybrids when savage,” he mutters while holding up his fallen girl.

  “We do when they provoke us. Right now she sees Angelica as the enemy. You don’t know the hell Araya lived through growing up. She suffered more than any of us because she would take the blame for everything so no one else would be hurt,” Clay groans out. “The whip lashed her over seventeen hundred times because she claimed everything.”

  Angelica’s tears fall, and Hale brings my face back to his to keep me from looking at her anymore.

  “I love you,” I giggle out as he starts walking me through the hall.

  “I love you, baby,” he coos, and then a chill spreads as a full blood steps in front of us and the doors.

  “I knew you were hybrid trash,” Greta scolds.

  I smirk as I stare into her pale eyes, and I feel the energized power rolling through my veins with thunderous force. She’s suddenly flying backwards, and Hale’s eyes widen as we see her have a gentler landing. Angelica. That fucking hybrid bitch.

  “Next time I’ll put us on lockdown,” Clay huffs. “Get her out of here, and I’ll try explaining to Mrs. Mordel what just happened.”

  “I’ll call you later,” Hale murmurs against my lips when I refuse to let him draw back again.

  He puts me in the car, carefully covering me in the sheet, but I don’t plan on behaving. I leap over to be in his lap the moment he sits down, the sheet free from my body, and I feel his guilty smile as he relishes my eager and passionate touch.

  “I love you, Araya,” he murmurs into my mouth.

  “I love you. You’re mine.”

  “Yes I am,” he promises. “Always, baby.”

  With his love confessed, I finish what I had started in the apartment by ripping free his belt and releasing his erection.

  The car cranks up, and he slams it into gear as I force his erection inside me. He groans out as he pulls the vial out once more, and I smash it to the ground using my gift.

  “Fuck,” he grumbles, and I begin riding him as if there’s no road to my back.

  He uses one hand on my hip to work with my thrusts as my lips continue to devour his. He continues moaning into my mouth as if he has been desperate to feel my touch, and I want him so badly right now.

  My rising and falling hips slam against his vicious, needy thrusts, and he jerks my head back as the car swerves all over the road. I revel in his touch, and the heat of our breath begins to fog up the car. I feel the brakes being pressed as it skids to a halt, and then both of his hands begin holding my hips as he pounds into me with his divine force.

  I feel his hardness moving with perfect precision and surreal angles as my insides quicken. Then his teeth break the skin on my shoulder before I feel such an incredible warmth filling me. Erotica bursts free with a secret mingling in my veins.

  The empty vial I never saw coming falls to the floor as my sanity slowly starts to return. My lips cover his as my tears begin to fall. He pulls me to his body to be as close as possible as his fervent pace continues. My tongue plays in his mouth as the salt from my tears flavored with betrayal, misery, torment, and humiliation find their way to our passionate kiss.

  I scream out, and the windows of the car shatter as my gift seeps out with violent force. He grunts loudly as his warmth fills me, and then he clings to my body as my tears pour freely.

  “I’m sorry, baby,” he coos while stroking my hair. “I’m sorry.”

  I sob louder into his chest, and he just holds me to comfort the pain I fear has started to materialize over the surface of my skin. My body starts shaking as the pain consumes me, and he just holds me tighter.

  “We can turn back if you want to. I’m sure Brazen is worried,” he murmurs against my ear.

  “No,” I whimper. “Keep driving. I almost killed him… I wanted to kill everyone but you. I don’t know how I managed not to. Just get me away before I do something terrible, and then you can go back.”

  “I’m not going to leave you, Araya. I’ll stay with you until you work this out,” he soothes while continuing to hold me.

  His lips gently press against my forehead, and I can’t seem to grip my composure at all as the tears continue to pool between our bodies.

  “Just hold onto me, baby. We’ll go to Circuit,” he utters so gently, and then he starts the car again.

  I just lean into his body as I breathe in the closeness I need after our exchanged blood. His soft lips continue kissing me every so often, and the suffocating stabs of pain in my chest continue rising to my throat.

  My hand slides down his chest to his still exposed erection, and I slide onto it as the effects of the blood threaten to wear off.

  “I need to be closer right now,” I murmur against his lips, and he moans as he stops in front of Circuit.

  “Get as close as you need, baby,” he exhales, and his arms pull me to him as he starts rotating his hips.

  I moan into his mouth as I beg destiny to lose its sight on me. I’m tired of being different. I’m tired of trying to make sense of all the fucked up shit that keeps happening to me. I’m tired of pretending I can ever stop loving Hale even if I do love Brazen just as much.

  “Is she still there?” I hear Clay’s voice ask, and I realize it’s from Hale’s phone.

  “She’s still asleep. It was a rough night for her.”

  “Tell me she’s okay,” Brazen’s voice interjects, and I can only assume he has just ripped the phone away from Clay.

  I cringe, and the tears start falling instantly. I hear Hale’s body tense up, and he lowers himself back down to the bed to be beside me.

  “She’s okay at the moment, but she’s not going to be in the clear for a while. This is a seriously dangerous area for her, and I don’t think she’s ready to deal with any of this shit right now,” Hale almost whispers as his lips lightly graze my shoulder to send chills all the way down my body.

  I remain completely still so as not to clue him in on the fact that I’m awake. I want to hear what they all think, and I know they just keep it in when they know I’m listening.

  “We’re already in Circuit. I’m coming to get her. Where are you?” Brazen murmurs with pain etching every inch of his tone.

  “We’re at the Gallant Inn, but don’t come if you’re going to bark at her. She’s still fragile right now, and I’m not going to let you attack her for something she can’t control,” Hale growls.

  “I know she can’t fucking control it. I fucking hate you for being the one she wants when she loses control, but I love her. This is my fault. I should have injected her the second Angelica called, but I hesitated.”

  “Angelica called? Damn it. I told her not to do that, but she was worried Nicholas would reach her before I did. I think she was worried Araya would accidentally kill him.”

  “I want to fucking kill him. He shouldn’t have ever given her up and then offered her a damn job. He knew it was her. He confessed everything this morning before we drove off,” Brazen grumbles.

  Sickness consumes me again. I’m worried my savage isn’t far from returning, but I have to hear the rest. I have to know.

  “What did he say?” Hale asks through gritted teeth.

  “He said Araya’s mother was a human informant who almost died when she went undercover. He took her blood in his mouth to infect her with the virus and save her life so they could get the information they needed - they already knew she had the right gene. He was barely a lieutenant then and it rocketed his career when they found the clan they were looking for because of his
fast thinking.”

  “Why give up Araya and keep Angelica?” Hale almost hisses, and his arm drapes across my body as he pulls me into him.

  “He didn’t say. He shut down after he told us that much, and he ran off to dive into work. What room are you in?”

  “Seven thirty-four,” Hale sighs out. “I’ll see you when you get here. Let her sleep as long as she wants to though.”

  “I didn’t plan on waking her,” Brazen huffs out, and I hear the phone dropping to the bed as Hale’s arms pull me even closer to him.

  I keep my eyes closed as his lips trail over my body, and I can’t help but wonder if there are lingering traces of my blood in his system provoking this enamored affection. The warmth of his body heats mine, and I feel the throbbing in my lower half that I wish I didn’t. I’m hurting Brazen by being in love with Hale, and even if Hale loved me, I’d hurt him by loving Brazen.

  “I love you,” he whispers to the girl he thinks is still asleep, and my stomach knots and twists before trying to explode from my body.

  What the fuck? No. He can’t do this to me right now. He told me he was incapable of loving me. He cheated on me. You don’t cheat on a girl you love.

  A knock on our hotel room door pulls him from my side but not before he kisses my shoulder one last time. I hear the bedroom door shut as the floor in the living area creaks beneath his feet. I pull the sheet up closer to my body, trying to cover my shame. I’d run out of here right now if I had any fucking clothes. I was naked when he got there, naked when we left, and naked now. Damn it.

  I can’t pull on one of his shirts. That would just be flaunting the fact I’ve fucked Hale yet again. And oh my did we fuck. I’m surprised there’s anything left standing. Between my savage and the blood exchange, we’ve barely slept an hour. Now he’s up dealing with my mess while I cower in the bedroom like a baby.

  “Is she still asleep?” Brazen’s voice asks, and I almost choke on my tears as a knot rises to my throat.

  I can’t face him. I just want to hide here forever.

  “Yeah. Like I said, it was a rough night. She was crying from almost the time we left until she fell asleep. I think it would be best if you gave her a while to recuperate. She’ll be terribly emotional when she sees you. She’ll feel guilty, and she’ll almost hate herself for what she had to do to come back down,” Hale whispers, and a stinging feeling slaps me in the gut.