Ties That Bind: The Bellum Sisters 3 (paranormal erotic romance)

by Grey, T. A.

  He was just as hungry. His own hands pulling open her jeans and working them down to her ankles then dragging the underwear she'd washed by hand in the shower down with them. She tried to kick the material off her feet but they got stuck around her ankles. Telal growled, his mouth fusing against hers again and then he slid forward, his cock brushing against her sex.

  She panted, anticipation filling her blood like something hot and wicked. His strong body covered hers, pressing her back into the mattress, his hands burying into her hair, and then he thrust inside. His shaft spread her muscles wide, the nerve endings sparking like fireworks.

  She held onto the damp tendrils of his long hair as their tongues mated and his hips created a rocking rhythm that pushed him in and out. “Telal,” she moaned. Her heart felt near to bursting along with her body. She wanted to tell him. God, she wanted to tell him so badly how she felt, but she bit on his lip to keep from doing so.

  He made love to her with slow, passionate strokes that built her climax up steadily. When she came, she screamed, clutching him to her and he groaned coming right with her in a burst of wet heat inside her.

  His head jerked up, his expression tight with concentration.

  Suddenly she felt the need to whisper as her skin prickled worry. “What is it?”

  “Put your clothes on.” She was right to whisper because he did. They both stood and righted their clothing, then the sound of the front door being kicked in sounded as loud as a gunshot. Telal grabbed her hand and rushed into the bathroom shutting and locking the door behind him. He peered out the small window that was high and meant more for ventilation than using, then opened it.

  “Get out now.”

  She froze. “You're coming too?”

  “Of course,” he said urgently.

  He lifted her waist and she barely managed to squeeze through. The window frame squeezed her hips and shoulders that surely would cause bruising, and then she floated through the air for a few seconds and landed in the leaves below the window.

  Lily waited, staring up at the window, glancing all around her, and chewing her nails into jagged pieces as she waited for him. Her stomach clenched when she heard a thump inside. Her hands flattened against the cabin as if trying to reach out and help him. She wanted to call out to him but didn't know whether that would hinder him or not.

  After a minute, Telal strode around from the back of the house at a brisk pace. He had blood splattered on his hands and arms. “Come on.” He grabbed her hand then started running into the woods—fast.

  He didn't stop until her breaths came in haggard whines. Her throat felt tight like she'd been choked and her lungs and chest burned from the inside. He let her rest against a tree.

  “We have to keep moving. Come on, walk.”

  Through uneven breaths she said, “Port us.”

  He shook his head. “I'll try.” He grabbed her hand but nothing happened. “Fuck, come on. If there's one then there's more of them.”

  He settled them into brisk walking pace, which allowed her lungs to recoup but made her legs burn from the work. She made mental note that if she lived she'd purchase a Treadmill and start running.

  “Same demons that attacked at headquarters?” He nodded, pulling her under thick branches and helping her over larger stumps. “How did they track us?”

  “That's what I've been trying to figure out.”

  “What are we going to do?”

  “Keep moving.”

  A feeling came over her that everything was useless. Nothing they could do could help. Unless they managed to kill all of the demon assassins or something. They couldn't port anywhere. The only safe place may be Tyrian en Kulev's castle, but that was in Norway.

  They walked on for hours through the dense forest without passing a single road or human being. Past the point of pain, her body drove straight into exhaustion. Surprisingly, she didn't feel thirst or even hunger. With the new moon coming, her body had already started to change, to require a different sustenance to live. In a way it was good, she supposed, but Telal still needed to eat.

  “We have to keep quiet out here, okay?”

  She nodded mutely. And when he stopped them for the night near a thin stream, she fell to the ground and wished him a goodnight. She'd never fallen asleep so fast in her life.

  CHAPTER 36

  Lily awoke with the moon blazing high in the sky. She trembled not with cold or fear but with an array of arousal that left her palming her own breasts and panting. Her pussy was wet already and she hadn't even touched it, had just woken. She searched the makeshift camp they had and didn't see Telal around. Worry gripped her but she forced herself to relax. He just went to get food, surely. Though when Telal returned from searching for food...

  A moan hit her and she squeezed her lips shut to keep it from passing. He told her to keep quiet and stay put, but that had been before the new moon settled high in the sky and she began her journey into full-succubus. No food for her, but she'd take his mouth, his fingers.

  Unable to stop herself, she lie back flat on the leaves and spots of grass beneath her and unbuttoned her zipper, pulled down her fly. She was burning up as if she had sunburn covering every inch of her skin. Her nipples were pulled so tight the bra she had on hurt her nipples feeling more like sandpaper than cotton.

  Lifting her shirt, trying hard to breathe in quietly through her nose, she squeezed a tight, heavy breast. The sensations went straight to her pussy, making her wetter. She could feel her underwear dampen in an instant. With a soft cry, her free hand delved under her panties and started rubbing her throbbing clitoris. Her orgasm built steadily, quickly. She was nearly there, was a trembling piece of aroused, sensitized flesh, when she heard a thump.

  Eyes popping open, she darted to a sitting position to see Telal staring at her, the rabbit he'd killed sitting on the ground where he'd dropped it.

  “It's time,” he said in a husky voice.

  She nodded mutely. He didn't hesitate, didn't question it, he just came for her. She stood up on her knees and met his embrace halfway. Her hormones guided her, and within a timeframe that had to be a world record, she had his pants down, him flat on his back, and was sinking down over his hard cock with a moan.

  His lips parted while his hands fondled her breasts. She couldn't sit still if she wanted to. She braced herself on his chest, lifted, and lowered herself, plunging his cock deep inside her wet core again and again. The cries left her... No thoughts as to keeping their location quiet could keep her from moaning hysterically as he stuffed her so full, so perfectly.

  She rode him hard until both of their bodies were running in perfect synchronicity. His hands grabbed her hips and helped her to work his cock in and out. And when her release exploded inside her, he clamped a hand over her mouth to keep her scream from echoing throughout the forest. His release burst inside her, filling her with his own hot, creamy essence. She ground herself over him even after they'd spent. She still felt the itch, the need to go again, but for now she felt mostly sated.

  After a while, they righted their clothes and took a seat in front of the small fire he'd made. In quick work, he skinned the rabbit and cooked it slowly over the fire. His eyes kept returning to hers until a blush stained her cheeks.

  “What?” she finally asked, defensive.

  He grinned, the look all man, all rogue demon. His blue hair glinted almost black in the fire light. “You're beautiful and a hell of a lay.”

  Her mouth fell open and she grabbed a rock from next to her knee and threw it at him. She saw the laughter in his eyes too late. He'd only been kidding but still she turned her head away.

  “We'll just see if you get any more of that.”

  “I know I will,” he said in a voice that unfurled something erotic in her belly. She pressed her hand over it to steady it.

  “I don't know about that,” she said flippantly.

  “Just wait till the next need hits you, baby and we'll see. And I'll be waiting right here for
you.”

  She caught his molten stare; he looked so possessive and aroused as he watched her. Feigning a fake yawn, she settled down in the leaves and mumbled, “We'll see about that.”

  Lily awoke to find the sun soaring into the sky. The forest talked with the chirping of animals, the squawks of birds in the early hours of the morning. She saw their campfire fire smoldering in black ash, the flames having long been put out. And then the heavy arm around her waist stole her attention. Telal was wrapped around her.

  As if just knowing how near he was triggered something, her sex throbbed, growing wet. She became aware of her breasts, heavy with hard-tipped nipples scraping against the inside of her bra. Her breathing deepened, grew heavy.

  “Telal,” she whispered. God, she needed him. Right now. He stirred behind her but didn't wake. Slowly she rubbed her ass against him. Whether he was awake or not he certainly had an erection that made her moan and her body weep. He felt good; hard and stiff poking along her cheeks and in between the cleft.

  A low groan left him and the arm around her waist tightened. She felt his body stiffen. “Lily?” His morning voice was the sexiest thing she'd ever heard—low, vibrating, a bit hoarse.

  “I need you.”

  He made a happy sound, something close to a purr and slid his hand up under her shirt, pushing her bra up to free her breasts from the stupid material. He cupped her gently, stroking her soft skin with lazy passion. She didn't want it like this. Her body was too tight, too needy. Her stomach clenched hard, the pain entirely uncomfortable and painful. A sweat broke out over her brow at his tortuous touch.

  “Please!”

  In a second, she learned he was fully awake. He growled a warning then his hands were pulling at her jeans, shoving them down her legs. Her panties received the same rough treatment and it turned her on, made her body burn with excitement. He pulled back and she felt naked at the loss of his heat but she heard him unzipping his own pants.

  She started to roll onto her back but he came back to her, spooning her. His mouth found her neck, his strong body pushing her chest down into the ground with a twisting motion. She kept her hips arched back towards him, rocking, seeking him out.

  His tongue licked a wet path up her neck, then he breathed in her scent and bit down. Hot sweeping sensations swept through her body in a rush. His hand curled around her thigh then lifted her leg over his. And then his cock slid hard and sure inside her.

  The wild moan that escaped her silenced the woods. He worked his hips fast and hard, slapping against her cheeks as his cock dragged through her wet tight flesh.

  “Kiss me,” he commanded.

  She turned her head and met his lips. A hand reached for her pussy and rubbed it. Coating his fingers in her cream then stroking her lips, around where his cock pushed in and out. He took that cream and circled her clitoris then rubbed over it again and again. The combination of his cock inside and the bundle of nerves being tweaked was too much and she screamed into his mouth.

  He caught her tongue, sucking on it, absorbing the sound as she shook and shuddered beneath him. Only after her cries faded did he break away and start taking her in earnest. Her head dropped the ground, her eyes fluttering closed to simply feel him pushing his cock in and out of her tight muscles. His breathing turned harsh, his hand gripped her thigh in an almost bruising grip keeping her spread open and then he thrust hard, his hips slapping her cheeks with an erotic sound. And then he jetted hard and long inside her, breathing hard.

  Still inside her, he found her lips again, kissing her gently. Her heart squeezed tight in her chest like a hand fisted it. What she felt for him now wasn't drug-induced euphoria but real, raw, and a little scary. She'd never loved someone before. It was a strange feeling. She wanted to stand up, throw her arms out, and scream it to the whole forest to hear. But especially, she wanted to tell him. Tell him how much he'd come to mean to her, how the thought of him in danger, of losing him made tears come to her eyes.

  “We have to get going,” he said after a while.

  They righted their clothing, splashed some water on their faces from the stream then headed what may have been south, following the stream.

  “The water will lead us to people,” he said.

  Of course, he was right. When the sun settled high in the sky, she heard the sound of cars and picked up her pace. They'd only been in the woods for a night but it felt as if she hadn't seen civilization in forever. He grabbed her hands as they broke through the woods to a street.

  Cars roared past them and an old gas station sat across the street looking worn and run down. A car pulled into it and a man, older with a scraggly beard and stained overalls pumped the gas for the driver.

  Telal led them to the man. “Do you have a phone here?”

  The man squinted up at them as he put the gas hose back in its compartment. “Yup, but it'll cost you to use it.”

  “You don't have a pay phone?” asked Lily.

  He shook his head and hitched his thumbs in his overalls. “Nah, haven't seen one of them in years. Everyone has cell phones nowadays, don'tcha know? You can use Betty's cell but it'll cost you twenty bucks.”

  Telal pulled a wad of bills out of his back pocket and handed a crisp fifty to the man. “Where's Betty?” he asked.

  The man nodded towards the gas station. “Inside, tell her Rick sent you.”

  They went inside and found Betty in a seat behind the cash register. She sat in a lawn chair with a fan blowing straight on her face and even still sweat slicked her dress to her plump body.

  “Rick sent us. Said we could use your cellphone.”

  The woman eyed his blue hair with growing disdain. “What are you one of them emo kids?”

  Telal didn't say anything, only reached into his back pocket again and pulled out another fifty. “The phone, please.”

  The woman scoffed but stood, walking with a limp into a back room then coming back with a black phone.

  “You got two minutes on it.”

  Lily wanted to say they could have all the time they wanted since they dropped a hundred bucks, but she kept her mouth shut. Telal dialed and she could hear the voice on the other end—Tyrian.

  He hung up then pulled her outside of the gas station. Within a minute, Draven appeared with his usual grin.

  “I heard you needed a lift.”

  The gas station attendant blink, his eyes bulging out of his skull. “We probably shouldn't have done this in front in front of the human.”

  Telal shrugged. “Get us out of here.”

  Draven touched their arms and then the world faded around. They appeared in Tyrian's study. Chloe was there and she flung herself into Lily's arms before she'd even got her bearings.

  “Hey, sis.”

  “God, I was so worried.”

  “Why?” Her heart felt strange and she fought the urge to blush at her sister's attention. Her voice sounded like she was trying to hold herself together.

  “We heard about Telal's headquarters. You were attacked! Are you okay? Is anyone hurt?”

  Lily shook her head. “No, but Telal was poisoned.”

  Tyrian nodded. “You should see our healer, Nanu. She's very skilled. She may have something to help.”

  “There is no combatting this. I just have to let it run its course and get out of my system.”

  Draven disappeared without a word and came back a minute later with Willow, Lyonis, and the baby. Lily melted at the sight of her wrapped in a soft pink blanket.

  Willow gave her a one-armed hug. “You okay?”

  “Yeah.” Willow pulled her away from the others.

  “Listen, I thought about what you said about mom.” Willow let out an unsteady breath. “We're still naming the baby Mary, and... I've come to terms with the fact that she's alive. Now I want to get her back.” Her eyes turned hard with determination—the look that said nothing could get in her way.

  “We're going to get her back, I promise.” Relief flooded Willow's eyes maki
ng her look sweet.

  She walked back to stand beside Telal and listened in on the conversation he was having with Tyrian. “Kearnyn went to Rosa's. I need you to pick them up. They might be after them as well.”

  Draven sighed, muttering under his breath. “What am I a taxi?” Then he left and reappeared with Rosa and Kearnyn.

  Rosa's face looked ashen, her clothes disheveled. Kearnyn lie prone on the floor. At once, Tyrian ordered for his healer and everything happened in a flurry of movement. Kearnyn was taken to the medical ward. Tyrian and Telal went off with Draven, Henry, and Rayn to speak in private which left Lily with her sisters.

  For some reason being around them felt more uncomfortable than usual. She felt as if she'd been leading them on with a lie.

  Chloe smiled a little and poked her in the belly. “Happy Birthday.”

  Lily blinked then started laughing. That's right. She turned twenty-nine yesterday when the new moon hit. “I completely forget,” she said in all honesty.

  “Have you been...feeding?” asked Chloe, a twinkle in her eye.

  Lily blushed but grinned. “Till I'm stuffed.” They all laughed and the tension in her shoulders eased.

  CHAPTER 37

  Telal scrubbed a hand over his haggard face. He felt as if he hadn't had a proper bath in ages. He wanted to sit under a blazing hot spray and scrub his skin until it fell off. Still, he'd get his shower later; now wasn't the time for that.

  Tyrian led him down a long corridor and to another smaller room that looked like a library. “Tell me everything,” he said.

  Telal took a seat because he felt weak and recapped everything that happened starting with the attack at his home.

  “These sound like specially trained assassins.”

  “I think they are,” agreed Telal. “They were way too good to take out all of my guards. Those humans were ex-Special Forces, Rangers, and Seals. Not as impervious to damage like we are but skilled at what they do. They dropped like flies next to these demons.”