A Brush of Her Skin (The Reglashien Book 1)

by April Zyon

  “Makes perfect sense,” he nodded. “Most Vampires are natural vegetarians, with food. Mainly because of our other dietary needs; you just can’t look at a cow as a burger when you’re more interested in what’s flowing in its veins. And as our laws demand, we don’t kill our food source,” he shrugged. “We kill when it’s necessary, but just to eat is wasteful.”

  “Says the guy that drools over a big, fat, juicy steak,” Carver muttered sitting down next to her. “And don’t deny it, I’ve seen you salivating.”

  “I wouldn’t deny the truth; a steak when prepared correctly, is a necessary part of life now and again. But that’s a rarity these days since eating food isn’t really required beyond the first few hundred years. It just helps to keep up muscle mass and assist in creating blood cells as well as keeping the motor running as it were.”

  “Well yes, we need to keep your motor running and the muscles-” Jett looked him up and down and took in a deep breath. “I approve of them. A lot. So eat as much steak as you want.” She licked her lips and sighed, fanning herself. “I love just how bulky both of you are.”

  “Bulky?” Tremayne shot Carver a look.

  Carver was eyeing the other male up. “He’s not so much bulky as- oh, what’s the word?” he tapped a finger on the table. “He’s more like a long distance runner or swimmer. Lithe, that’s the word!” he smirked.

  Jett was giggling. “I don’t know what’s better- the fact that you know what lithe means or the look on your face when you say it.” She snickered. “Damn, I love you guys. A hell of a lot.”

  “Hey, I read,” Carver glared at her. “Quite a bit actually. I have a Master’s as well as a Ph.D. I never use them, but I was there so I figured I’d get them to kill time. Besides, there are these marvelous things called dictionaries and thesauruses. You can look up words in them and find new and interesting words to use that have the same meaning.”

  “Carver,” Tremayne said softly, a warning in his tone.

  “Sorry,” he muttered quietly. “Didn’t mean to bite your head off, sweetheart.”

  Jett leaned into Carver and whispered, “It’s okay. I was just teasing you. I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings.” Her cheek rubbed against his and then she nipped his ear. “I love the way that you get with your eyes flashing fire. You get like that just before you cum too, did you know that? I love everything about you. Even when you get grumbly.”

  His growl raised the fine hairs on her body. A moment later he caught her lips in a kiss. No, not just a kiss, it was a demand; it devoured, and it gave her everything of himself. Drawing back a moment later he nipped her lower lip. “I’m still sorry I got upset with you, I shouldn’t have.”

  “It’s okay. I was being mean in my teasing,” she whispered. She rubbed her cheek against his. “I love you, and I need you. We’re all still learning how to deal with all of this. This is new to all of us. We’ll figure out how to get through this.”

  He cupped her face and pressed a light kiss to her lips. “Don’t even worry about it, love,” he said softly. “You were teasing, and I should have realized. I suppose I’m still just a little tense from our encounter with your father. But that’s no excuse for taking any of it out on you or in your direction.”

  “He was an ass to you. I don’t like it,” she admitted. “I’m sorry that he was such an ass to you. Just know that I’m not him. You guys are mine. We’re a team, the three of us. I mean it.”

  “I know you’re not him, sweetheart. You’re much prettier, and I definitely don’t have the urge to kiss him senseless,” he smiled slowly. Dropping another kiss to her lips, he drew back. “Eat your meal, darling. Then we’ll go make you scream loud and long.”

  Jett grinned and licked her lips. “Good.” Was all she said before attacking the food that they had put before her once more. “I want to scream so loudly that your Beta’s come asking what in the ever loving name of hell is happening.”

  “If they don’t know just what’s happening, then they really aren’t getting out as much as they should,” Tremayne said in a droll tone.

  Jett snorted. “Ha, that’s too freaking funny.” She shook her head and giggled. “As long as they don’t try to get into our sexy times. I will be very unhappy with someone should they try to cut short our love making sessions and what-not,” she muttered. “Just saying.”

  “If they interrupt us even once, we’ll be several members of the Pack short,” Carver said. His tone was firm, his expression determined. “They’ll learn quick enough, especially after I tear them a new one for daring to mess with our time together.”

  “Good.” Jett didn’t like that there would be someone that could possibly interrupt them, so she winked.

  “That’s why they invented locks on doors,” Tremayne said pushing his empty plate away. “And, if need be, we can add barricades at any other possible entry points. I doubt we’d even hear them knocking for entrance with Jett screaming like she does when she comes.”

  Laughing Jett shook her head. “As if you’re complaining. Admit it, Trey; you love how much I scream. You get off on it,” she teased him. “I know I love the sounds that you guys make when we’re all together; I freaking get off on them like whoa.”

  Tremayne looked to the wolf again and got a shrug for the effort- well, that and an amused grin. “I would never complain, not with such a gift as you, my dear. And the louder you are, the better I realize just how well we’ve pleasured you.”

  “You guys most certainly do that,” she said with a smile. “I have never been a loud person, but then again, I’ve never been with men like you before.”

  “There are no other men like us,” he said with a small sniff. Then he smiled slightly, “Not that you will ever get a chance to discover that. At least in relation to sex. But you will find that out in other areas as well. We are rather unique, and not just because of Carver’s particular odor.”

  “Are you saying I stink?” he leaned in with a glower that held a lot of amusement.

  “If the shoe fits…” Tremayne grinned wide.

  Jett laughed, “Well if he stinks, I like it. So don’t be too bitchy with him about it.” She winked at Carver. “Just as Carver better not give you trouble about how you like to bite. Because, and I know I’ve said it before, I love when you bite,” she told Tremayne.

  “I wasn’t being bitchy. I was just pointing out a potential issue he might want to correct.” He was still grinning, though, obviously just yanking the wolf’s tail. “We don’t need this to turn into a serious problem now do we?”

  Jett could only laugh and shook her head. “Oh, you’re too damn funny,” she said quietly. “Do you know just how much I love the two of you? The way that you bicker- it’s awesome. I love it.” She leaned back and watched him, giggling as she did so.

  “Oh goodie, now she thinks we’re amusing. We’re sliding down the rating scale rather quickly.” Carver got to his feet. Shaking his head, he began to clear the table and threw her a wink. “Finish your juice, darling. Then we’re going to go shower and molest you some more.”

  “I think that that is the best idea ever.” She loved the idea of them attacking her in the shower. “Oh, honey, let’s get our asses up and moving so that we can do just that. Please?”

  Tremayne got to his feet and stretched slowly, arms overhead as he arched his back. Dropping his arms he nodded, “We’ll go and get the shower going.”

  “Up the stairs, first right and then at the end of the short hall,” Carver said. “That’s the master bedroom. Bathroom’s the second door on your left as you enter. The first is the closet, which you would figure out relatively quickly once you found the light switch.”

  Snorting, Tremayne held a hand out to her. “Let’s go and snoop.”

  Jett laughed, “Good idea.” She put her hand in his and winked. “Maybe along the way we’ll find a place or two to have some hot and kinky sex? Though we haven’t had sex in a shower, so maybe we can do
that first.”

  “Darling, we will be having sex in a number of places. Public, private, naughty, scintillating and even places that you would never have even considered.” He guided her up the stairs to the bedroom. Hitting the lights he let out a whistle, “Not bad.”

  “Oh, this will do.” Holy hell, she wanted to experience everything with them. Absolutely everything. Now and always. “I think we need to try as many places as possible. I want to say - yep, I did it there too!”

  Chuckling he shook his head before he started to poke around behind doors. “Holy shit, look at the size of this closet!” He swung the door open so she could see into the space that was practically another bedroom- a small bedroom, but that translated into one huge closet.

  “Holy shit. We could fuck in here too.” Lord, all she could think about was sex. “I could hold onto this.” She grabbed the bar and looked at him with a grin.

  “And we will, but we should ensure that everything is bolted down first, so we don’t destroy the joint. Besides, I have a feeling, if we messed up his rather expansive wardrobe, he might just kick my ass. It’s a lot bigger than I would have ever guessed,” he said. Flicking a finger over a suit lapel, he shook his head. “I’ve never seen him in a suit.”

  “Good point.” She laughed and shook her head. “Honey, I seriously doubt that he would ever give us trouble. In fact, I think that he would rather join us.” She looked around curiously. “Huh, I honestly don’t know what he normally wears; I basically just met him.”

  “I’ve known him for years,” he looked to her. “Many, many, many-” he heaved a deep breath, “many years. I’ve run into him in various places, and at different events; never once have I seen him in a suit. Yet here he has, not one, but eight perfectly tailored suits. Very suspicious,” he clicked his tongue.

  She laughed and looked at the suits in question, “Damn and they aren’t cheap suits either.” The price tags on these suits alone could buy a small home, or three, where she came from. Narrowing her gaze, she looked at the man before her. “You guys are really loaded, aren’t you?”

  “A little,” he smiled at her. “We’ve been around a while and have learned to invest. Not always the best of investments but every now and again we get damn lucky.” Taking her hand, he pulled her out into the bedroom and then into the bathroom. They both stopped to take in the large, luxurious space that felt like it should be in a high-end hotel. “I think he got real lucky at some point to afford this bathroom.”

  “Holy shit.” Jett looked around the bathroom and ran her hand over the marble topped sink and grinned. “Well, this is- wow.” She shrugged. “How about we try out that massive shower?” she asked with a smile.

  “Done and done,” he said with a grin. “Hopefully it’s idiot proof, mainly for me, or comes with an instruction manual. Good God, who needs that many showerheads and knobs and things?” Tremayne was already stripping down, neatly folding his clothing and stacking everything on the counter, his shoes tucked under it out of the way.

  “Well, lucky for you, I have seen this kind of shower.” Once. She stepped in and moved the digital readout for a nice warm shower and pushed the button for all of the heads. Sighing she turned her face up and grinned when the overhead sunlight came on as well. “Oh hell yes.” She whispered softly. “Remind me to kiss Carver for this shower alone.”

  “Yeah, sure, I’ll be sure to remind you of that later.” He followed her in and squinted upwards before looking at her. “It’s pretty impressive, have to give him that. And it’s roomy, enough space for a whole football team practically.”

  “It really is pretty impressive. I think that man likes the high life.” Or something like that. “And I don’t need a football team.” Jett pulled Tremayne closer. “Just my Wolf and Vampire. With you two in my life I don’t need anyone else.” Utter truth.

  “Better not have anyone else in the damn shower with you, or the closet or bed, ever.” He backed her into a corner, his larger frame blocking everything out. “Because, while we may be relaxed and laid back right now, anyone else around you will see our other sides coming out full force. And people will pay for being close to you.” Lowering his head he scraped his teeth over her throat lightly. “We are very protective men, Jett.”

  Jett tilted her head slightly to allow him access to her throat. She shivered in happiness and sighed. “I’m glad. And there is no need to worry, there is no one else in this world that I want. I never knew what feeling accepted and loved felt like until now, until you. You boys make me shake, you make me need, you are my everything.”

  A breath shuddered from his lungs, she could actually feel the vibration through his body to hers. “As you are ours,” he whispered. Pressing a kiss to her jumping pulse he cupped her ass and lifted her up. “Wrap your legs around me,” he said quietly, his cock rubbing over her pussy as he held her easily up against him.

  She did so without hesitation, without question. Wrapping her legs around his hips she leaned into him and rubbed her cheek to his and then bit his ear lightly. “I need.” She purred. “I need you so very, very much,” she whispered. “I love the way that it feels when you are fucking me and feeding from me at the same time.” She was weird, but she knew what she wanted and what she liked.

  A low growl sounded as he stabbed his cock into her slick folds, pressing into her as deep as he could, hitting her womb with the head of his cock. “I love the way it feels as you cum around my cock while I suck on your pretty little throat. How tight you get even as I keep slamming my cock into you while you try to squeeze me dry.”

  “That’s a very, very damn good thing because I love it too.” She all but purred, roughly moving against him as she did so. “Fuck me. God that feels so fucking good.” She moaned. “Harder.” She demanded, desperation and need pushing her harder and faster against him.

  He put her back to the wall, a little roughness there, but still with care of a protector. His hands on her hips he held her to the wall and fucked her. His cock pistoning in and out of her slick, greedy pussy fast and hard. His mouth continued a leisurely and lazy path of heat over her throat. Occasionally he teased her with a flick of his tongue or light bite of his teeth, nothing like she wanted though.

  Jett shuddered and cried out. She pushed harder against him and shivered. “Please.” She whispered. “That feels so good.” She moaned. It felt so amazing, the way that he was fucking her, the way that he was moving in and out of her body. “Harder. God it feels so fucking good.”

  He slid his hands up her body, along her arms and pushed them up over her head. Lacing their fingers together he stretched her out, causing her back to arch and her breasts to thrust out more. “I can’t fucking believe how tight you are,” he groaned against her neck. “I can feel you grasping at me everytime I pull out and push in.”

  “I love how big you are.” She moaned. “I fucking love it. I love the way that you push so hard, so deep inside of me.” She shuddered. “You feel soo good.” She moaned. “Please, please more.”

  “What do you want?” he asked, his voice lower, more seductive. The voice of a Vampire asking its prey for the deepest, darkest and most secret desires. Licking up her throat he bit her earlobe gently and tugged. “Tell me, little love, what do you want?”

  “I want you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me. I want and I need you to take me as only my Vampire lover could. I need you to fuck me. Hard. Feed from me.” She demanded with a low growl. “Feed from me while you are spilling deep in my pussy.”

  A throaty chuckle met her demands, along with his cock sliding into her slowly, rubbing over her clit. “That, my sweet little Vampire, that I can do.” Moving them slightly he wrapped her fingers around a shower head. “Do not let go, not once,” he told her, sliding his hands down to cup her ass.

  “Good.” She growled and wrapped her hands around the shower head. Twining her fingers together she arched against him. “More.” She growled. “Never letting go. I will
never, ever let go of you. Ever.” She moaned.

  He didn’t say anything, just started to drive his cock through her slick folds faster, harder. Lifting her ass up he changed the angle, scraping over her inner muscles in new places. As her body wound higher and higher he teased her throat, nipping, licking and nibbling. Then, then he struck. His fangs sliding deep as he slammed his cock into her hard enough for vibrations to ricochet from her womb out.

  Jett screamed then, she couldn’t stop it. She shuddered and clenched the showerhead even tighter, pure pleasure causing her pussy muscles to contract on his cock and her whole being to shake as she came, hard and fast.

  He didn’t stop, his cock just kept pushing through the tight hold she had on it. His hips thrusting hard and fast, flesh slapping to flesh as he sucked on her throat. A low growl began to build until it filled the space. Then, with a loud bellow, he threw his head back, slammed into her and came, his hot seed splashing deep into her womb.

  Jett screamed again. Pleasure rocked her a second time. It felt so fucking good to have him spilling inside of her, it felt so very, very good to be able to have that moment where control was hers, theirs. She shuddered as she climaxed a second time.

  He caught her against him as she went limp, her fingers slipping from the showerhead. His tongue slid over her throat, likely closing off the small holes from his bite. Then they were under the water, the warmth beating on her already loose muscles and turning them to jello.

  Jett smiled, her arms once more going up and around his shoulders. “Damn.” She whispered. “That’s all that I can say.” It was a whispered sound, she was completely and fully limp and loose there in his arms.

  Chuckling he kissed her cheek lightly. “You feeling better now?” he asked quietly. A soft cloth began to glide over her arm, he was washing her up. “More relaxed, at ease, ready for a good long uninterrupted nap perhaps?”