‘I never wanted anything more than that, Jolie. It’s the ultimate thing for me, and I don’t know why. I can’t shut it off. I can’t stop it from chasing me. I’m trying to fight this darkness, and it’s pulling me under.’
Jolie understood.
‘Give me until our children are born. Once they are, we’ll work on this. I promise.’
He could do that.
It helped ease the pain.
Jolie was smiling on the inside. Flynn was in for a huge surprise, and he wouldn’t have to wait all that long.
As his body shook, Jolie didn’t want it to end this way. She wanted more. Setting him free, she glanced up to see his eyes open, black as night, and watching her.
Oh, he knew.
“Come here,” he said, pulling her up his body.
Jolie let him tug her to him. The scent of mate was so erotic and alluring.
“Why did you stop?” he whispered in her ear.
“I wanted you in me.”
He stared at her.
“I wanted to feel you cum in me.”
His heart thundered.
“Oh, Jolie, I want that too.”
In a second, his clothes were gone. With a snap of his fingers, he was naked, ready, and above her.
Flynn stared down at Jolie, and there was such need in her eyes. He had to feel that heat, love, and want.
It helped heal him.
Pushing his way into her body, her legs went around his hips. Jolie moaned.
Flynn struggled to fight the wetness and warmth.
It wasn’t easy.
His mate tore his control to shreds, and that was saying a lot.
As he stroked in and out of her body, she made breathy little sounds of pleasure.
They were the hardest part to ignore.
It turned him right on.
As Jolie’s breathing quickened, he rolled.
She was on top.
“Ride me.”
When his hand crashed into her derrière, she moaned. It was hard not to react. Flynn had a way of turning her brain to mush and her body to fire.
Again, he slapped her on the ass.
“After you have our children, I can’t wait to have our sex lives back. I want you over my knee in the worst way.”
She swallowed.
“Now please me.”
Jolie braced her hands on his chest and began moving. The best thing with Flynn was he didn’t hold back. If he craved something, he told her. Gone was the trepidation of a human, and in its place, there was the authority of a powerful entity. If she was bringing him pleasure, Flynn always let her know it.
There was no guessing.
“Harder,” he whispered. “Fill the void for me, Jolie.”
She did what he asked, all the while peeking into his head. She could see his need to be married.
As she ground down onto his erection, Flynn felt his whole body boil with want. He wasn’t going to last long.
“Rinnon, come out and play,” Jolie whispered.
Flynn’s body rippled with her words. Jolie could feel the difference in the men. The muscle beneath his flesh seemed to shift and change.
It turned her on.
Jolie paused, staring down into his eyes. “I love you, Flynn, and I have to say that knowing you have this darkness in you turns me on so much. I love Rinnon too. I love everything about you and him. I hope he never leaves.”
There was a fluttering of wings.
Flynn sat up, so they were chest to chest. Their little children pressed to his abs.
“I’m never leaving, Jolie. You’re mine and will be forever,” he said.
Jolie could hear the tone.
It wasn’t Flynn.
It was something darker.
“Make me scream, Rinnon. Make love to me. Claim me for my Flynn.”
It was all he had to hear.
He rolled, once more pinning her beneath him. Grabbing her legs, he held her open for easy access to his body. He drove into Jolie in long, hard strokes.
With each one, she came.
It was nothing she’d ever felt before.
Rinnon was in her mind, setting her off like fireworks on the Fourth of July. It was amazing.
With each stroke into her body, the need vibrated through her.
“More,” she begged breathlessly. “I never want you to stop.”
If he could give her that, he would. There was nothing he’d like more than taking her like this over and over.
As the beads of sweat formed on his brow, Flynn tried to concentrate on the darkness bubbling up in him. He wanted to pour into her in the worst way.
‘Do it!’ she begged. ‘Claim me. Make me yours.’
He leaned over her body, as she shivered from her last orgasm. When Jolie turned her head to the side, offering him her throat, the need overwhelmed him.
Flynn was so hungry for his mate.
His fangs slid into his mouth, so long and so very sharp. When he scraped them across her flesh, Jolie whimpered.
‘Do you want it,’ he whispered.
‘Oh God! Yes! I want it! Take me!’
It was all he had to hear.
His wickedly sharp fangs pierced her flesh, as he slid into her body as hard as he could.
Jolie erupted again, just as her blood flooded his mouth.
Flynn took his time. As he emptied into her, he floated in the bliss, taking very small sips from his mate.
It was Heaven or as close as a demon would ever get.
Flynn rolled with her, placing Jolie against him. When she sighed in contentment, he set her neck free.
“Oh, Flynn. I love you so much.”
It always astounded him that she could tell who was in control. After that first taste of blood, Rinnon retreated.
“I love you too. You should feed, baby.”
Jolie glanced up at him.
His eyes were blue, but they were filled with emotions that didn’t match his heart.
“Thank you, Flynn.”
She found his neck, and all the while, Flynn gently held her head to his throat. As she sucked blood from his body, Jolie curled around him.
It was beautiful.
This time it was Flynn who found contentment. He could hear his little one deep within her body as she was fed. There was Jacques’s child, sending out energy to figure out who was feeding her.
It was lovely.
It was them.
When Jolie pulled away, he smiled at her. “I’ll be okay. When we have these children, I need more. I need all. I can’t be whole without it.”
She touched his cheek, desperately trying not to give anything away.
“I give you my word that you’ll have everything you want. I swear, Flynn. I swear with my whole heart.”
He touched her cheek.
“I believe you.”
And he did.
“We should get ready for tonight. You have three vampyres to interview,” he said. “I’m sure they’re thrilled too.”
Jolie laughed. “They’re going to be even more surprised when I just show up.”
He laughed. “You like to make things interesting.”
She knew what was coming.
“Oh, Flynn, you have no damn idea.”
And for that, she was glad.
∞ Chapter Twenty-Four ∞
When they arrived at Master Liam’s home, both men scanned the area around the house, and it appeared clean. Hopefully, that meant they were safe, but then again, they had never felt the magick spell buried right outside their own door.
That was alarming.
Flynn focused on the house. “They know we’re here. They’re moving around to prepare for us.”
Flynn’s little gift was always helpful.
“Then let’s give them something to deal with, shall we?” asked Jacques, holding out his hand to help Jolie from the SUV.
Once on the ground, she took her place between them. Jolie’s hand went through both mates’ arm
s, as she was protected between them.
This was going to be a casual visit, but you could learn a lot about vampyres by how they reacted.
They needed to get more information from the society’s primus. If he wanted their help, then they would need an open dialog between them.
“Stay beside us,” Flynn ordered.
Jacques agreed. “I’ll take point. I want you planted in Flynn’s lap so he can keep you safe. If they attack, I need to know where you are and that you’ll be okay.”
She laughed.
“I’m glad I’m new to this. It might be hard to figure out how to protect myself after eight hundred years.”
Flynn grabbed her leather-clad ass with his one hand. “Sarcasm turns me on.”
Jacques knocked.
“The wind turns you on, Flynn.”
He had a point.
Then again, Jolie was gorgeous, and any man with half a clue would spend their day hard, horny, and ready to pounce.
She could read his mind.
‘I’m going to be in your lap. Behave or I’ll really have fun.’
Oh, he didn’t mind.
They could hear footsteps coming their way.
When the door opened, a young woman stood there, and she curtsied “Miss, can I help you?”
“I need to see Master Liam. Can you please get him?” she asked, waiting for her to close the door.
Only she didn’t.
“You can wait in the sitting room,” she stated, as she invited them into the home.
All three exchanged looks.
That was new.
Back in the States, you had to wait outside until the primus was ready for you.
It was pretty laid back here.
The mates led her inside, and Jolie was taken in by how everything looked around the room. It was filled with beautiful things. The last time they were there, they didn’t get past the kitchen.
There was lace.
Artwork.
Gorgeous smelling flowers.
Finally, they heard Liam approach.
“Mistress Jolie, welcome to my home,” he said offering them a seat.
Jolie noticed the smile didn’t go all the way to his eyes. Despite the warm welcome, he wasn’t entirely happy they were back.
“What can I do for you? Have you found something since the last time we spoke?”
Flynn glanced over as a guardian entered the room. His fangs slid into his mouth.
He could see Jacques’s peeking from behind his lip too.
Jolie could sense the tension, so she left a kiss on Flynn’s cheek as she perched in his lap. The men were on alert, so she could do her thing.
“Thank you, Master Liam. We need to look around your home.”
He stared at her.
“Pardon?”
Jolie told him what they’d found at their rental. As she explained, he looked worried. “And you think it’s here too?”
“It might be. We didn’t feel the spell at first. My mates will look around, and if they find anything, you’ll be the first to know.”
Both men stared at her.
Did she just imply that she’d hang out there while they left her alone?
Yeah, someone was going to be spanked, all right.
When they got her home…
“I guess that’s fine,” Liam said, pouring them some more tea. “We can wait here.”
Jolie smiled sweetly at her mates. She was well aware they wouldn’t say anything to her. She was primus, and in the company of other primuses, it would be very bad to challenge her.
But they thought it…
“Stay right here, and we’ll be back,” Flynn said. The look he gave her said everything.
Jolie winked at him. “I’ll miss you.”
He shook his head as he and Jacques headed off.
“Tell me about the incidents you’ve had,” she said to Master Liam.
“It would be my pleasure. I’m looking forward to your company.”
Outside, Flynn and Jacques searched the area.
“Where did you find it at our place?” Jacques asked.
Flynn showed him the basic proximity. “It was by our back door. Anyone who crossed it was then touched by the spell.”
“That’s a clever place to put it.”
He was aware.
“Look at the ground,” Flynn said, touching it with the toe of his boot.”
“It’s been disturbed.”
Flynn glanced over at his mate. “Step back. I don’t want it hurting you.”
Jacques touched his arm. “Wait.”
“What?”
“Maybe I should handle it.”
Flynn lifted a brow. “Why?”
“If the spell is different, and it can affect you, no one here could stop you from going crazy. If I get weird, you can put me down.”
He had a very valid point.
Flynn dug around in his blazer pocket. He found a pair of latex gloves. As a cop that was common. He had them everywhere.
Finally, it came in handy for something more than making balloons for Cari.
He handed them to Jacques. He slipped them on and dug into the landscape.
When he began pulling dirt away, they could see the remnants of something there.
“Bones.”
“From?” Flynn asked.
“It looks like a chicken or small bird.”
Flynn got closer. “Are you feeling anything happening?”
He shook his head. “No. You?”
“No.”
“Okay, keep digging.”
With each piece he removed, Jacques found another and another.”
“This is a different spell,” Flynn said. “I can feel it now. It’s not the same.”
“Are you going to be okay?” he asked. “Do you feel like hurting someone?”
“Yeah, Jolie for sending us off while she’s in there alone. I swear she has no sense of self-preservation.”
Jacques laughed. “Well, that’s a normal thing. I’ve been trying to get that through her head for centuries.”
Flynn knew it was likely a hopeless cause. Their woman was stubborn.
As Jacques pulled out the last of the spell, there was a wave of energy.
It pulsed around them.
“Jesus. What was that?” Flynn asked, looking around. It pulled his fangs into his mouth, and caused his eyes to bleed black.
When Jacques glanced over, it had done the same to him.
Just as he was about to speak, they heard it.
There was a crash.
A scream.
And they knew what it meant.
Jolie was in trouble.
As they sat there, she was enjoying her tea. The temperature in the room was off, and she couldn’t figure why. Liam was talking, she was pretending to listen, and the guardian…he was moving closer to her.
Was the vampyre insane?
If one of her mates returned, he’d be dead.
If he was lucky, Flynn wouldn’t disembowel him in the middle of the room.
“Liam,” she began, about to warn him that something was off. When the energy rocked the room, she didn’t have time to think.
Liam’s guardian attacked, trying to take her to the ground. Jolie barely had time to react. As Liam screamed like a girl, Jolie did the only thing she could.
She fought for her life.
* * * H a r c o u r t e * * *
Flynn took the door down with his larger frame. When they got back into the room, they found Liam covered in blood, and Jolie sitting on top of the dead vampyre.
“What the hell?” Flynn growled, as Jacques went to her side to help her up.
“He attacked, and I had to kill him,” Jolie said, wiping her hand on her sweater.
Flynn growled low, as he began stalking toward Liam. “Did he try to hurt you?” he asked.
The man was pale.
Jolie laughed. “Uh, did you hear that scream?” she asked.
“Yes,
” they said.
“That wasn’t me.”
Flynn looked down at the dead vampyre. He was a bloody mess. Jolie had obviously had a snack.
“He suddenly went nuts. I felt a temperature change, and he lunged at me.”
Jacques wiped a smudge of blood off her cheek.
“Did you find a spell?” she asked.
They nodded.
“Well, it was activated when you dug it up because I felt nothing until you two were gone.”
‘I’m going to spank you.’
Jolie grinned wickedly. ‘God, I hope so!’
It calmed Flynn down.
“Has anyone been roaming around your home?” Jacques asked. “Have you seen anything odd?”
Liam shook his head.
“No, I didn’t. What did it look like?”
Flynn took out his smartphone and showed the man a picture of what he’d found at their house.
“Yours was different.”
Liam inspected it.
“Someone left this here?” asked Liam, surprised and angry. “Who would do this?” he asked, as he tried to recall any trespassers as of late.
“It looks like my mates found this in time,” Jolie stated. “Any longer and something could have happened that was far worse. Had there been more guardians in here, and you were alone…”
They agreed.
“I don’t get this. My guardian was a calm vampyre. This wasn’t like him.”
Flynn explained their spell, and what had happened to the two calm vampyres in their home.
“Oh no! We can’t survive something like that. I don’t need all the vampyres going crazy and killing people.”
No one needed that.
“You have to find who did this.”
Flynn was going to do just that.
“I will find out,” he said, glancing over at Jolie. “I’m just glad she wasn’t hurt.”
Jolie grinned at him.
She had seen that look before, and it was the ‘I’m on a case’ look.
It made her happy.
He loved solving puzzles.
‘It looks as if our detective is back,’ whispered Jacques into her mind.
She was glad.
Once they gave him his wedding, Flynn would be content. He would be whole.
Liam paced angrily. “Someone should check Master Patrick and Mistress Saxton’s homes too. In the hierarchy, they’re the next two strongest vampyres.”
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