Bitter Change

by Mara Lee

  She ran her hand against the throbbing length of him. “I love your stamina…”

  He laughed, it was a strained laugh. “Just my stamina?”

  She grinned. “Oh … I can think of other things that I love just as well.”

  His eyes darkened. “Show me.”

  “Say the magic words.”

  Lothos took a deep breath. It seemed as if the tables had been turned. His Ethenia was not playing the submissive. His face broke into a smile. He loved it. He hoped that she had unsheathed her claws … he would love to feel them as well as her sharp bite.

  “Well?” Ethenia's voice was light but thick with meaning. “Are you prepared to wait the night out? Or will you submit, my handsome wolf?” Ethenia lifted both of her legs and quickly vaulted to the other side of his body. She now lay spooning his back. Her breasts cushioned him; two soft pillows with pointed peaks. They ached for his touch, his caress, but she was determined to make herself wait. Her pleasure would be his. She would revel in each of her ministrations and what they did to him.

  Lothos growled deep in his throat. He reached back for her but she eluded him. “Yes … please…” his words were strained.

  Ethenia chuckled. She licked a long strait path down his sensitive spine and dug her hands into the tight, corded flesh of his backside. “Yes, please, what?”

  “I…”

  Ethenia moved up until her mouth made contact with his neck. She bit gently. “I … yes, what do you wish to say?”

  Lothos felt spikes of need driving through his body. He had to have her. He had to be sheathed within her body. “You're killing me,” he ground out.

  Her laugh was musical. “Cannot your great Loopin reserve withstand my test?”

  “Test? This is torture.”

  “Oh darling,” Ethenia reached around Lothos to grasp his straining cock. “If you want release … you need only ask.”

  Lothos knew that his love could not see his answering smile. He growled mockingly. “You think I won't win this battle?”

  She squeezed tighter. “This particular battle … no I don't think you can win, my darling. You see … I have better…” she lowered her voice, “equipment.”

  That was it! Lothos pulled free and easily turned within her embrace. Suddenly his legs were locked around Ethenia's and his arms were holding her prisoner.

  He smiled. “You question my equipment?” Lothos pulled her arms around her back and held them tightly within his grasp. “Never question a Loopin's…equipment.”

  She bit her lip and her eyes danced merrily. “Oh? Did I go too far?”

  He bent down and nipped her neck. “Not nearly far enough,” he replied.

  Ethenia squirmed closer and inched her leg higher—bringing her closer to Lothos's throbbing flesh. “I still have the upper hand here.”

  Lothos's brow raised, “Oh?”

  “Yes. You haven't said the magic words yet. And I don't plan on giving in to you without them.”

  “And what would those magic words be, my love?”

  Her look was coy. “If you don't know, I certainly am not going to tell you.”

  Lothos gritted his teeth. “Ethenia … please…”

  “Well … that is one of them.”

  Now Lothos was intrigued. “Please?”

  “Hasn't 'please' always been a magic word?”

  “Indeed.” Lothos let go of Ethenia's wrists and bent his head to kiss her. She turned her head and his mouth made contact with her cheek. He was beyond frustrated. “My love…”

  “I said it was one of the magic words, Lothos. You cannot have me without the rest.”

  Lothos cupped Ethenia's breasts and tweaked the pebbled nipples. He twisted them gently and smiled when she groaned. He continued his ministrations with one hand, the other dipped down her front, seeking her dripping pussy. He inserted two thick fingers within her slick folds and began to twist them back and forth. “You were saying?”

  Ethenia choked back a gasp. “You can … you can … do what you will … but you will not have the entirety of me without the magic words.”

  Lothos straddled her. He took in her flushed face and her gleaming eyes and knew that she was lost in her pleasure and aching beyond belief—for he was exactly in the same condition. “What would you have me say?” Lothos was hard as stone and tormented beyond belief.

  Ethenia's soft pants filled the air and her eyes were glassy and wide with need. She pierced Lothos's soul with the look she gave him. She let every need, every desire fill her eyes and let him see what she wanted—no, needed from him.

  Lothos smiled a slow, predatory smile. He knew. Leaning down he pressed a soft kiss to her mouth and traced her lips with his tongue. He ground his hips against her and whispered softly into her ear. “Please—my dearest … make love to me. I need you. I will perish without the feel of your soft flesh against mine, your heart beating in time to mine. You have all of me—I am your servant.” Lothos lapped Ethenia's sweet skin, and heard her answering soft sigh.

  “Yes … those were the magic words.” Ethenia's eyes glittered with an outpouring of emotion. She laughed a joyous laugh. “Now … how could you not have figured it out sooner?”

  Lothos shrugged and rolled his eyes. “You know I am a dense wolf.”

  She wriggled against him enticingly. “Well … I love this dense wolf. Now, are you going to love me?”

  His lips curved upwards. He gripped her upper arms and with one sure thrust imbedded himself completely within her aching body. He held himself still. It was torture—he had survived torture before.

  Ethenia squirmed and arched her hips—begging without words for him to fuck her. She reached for him. “Lothos … Lothos please…”

  His laugh was hoarse. “Are you now begging for something, my love?”

  Ethenia tossed her head and groaned. She could feel him pulsing and throbbing within her hot core. His cock was so hard.

  “Say it—say it darling.” Lothos gritted his teeth.

  Ethenia swallowed and smiled right before she burst out laughing. “Yes, all right then, you win. I need you. I love you. I am your slave.” Ethenia gasped and giggled when Lothos growled and nipped her neck. “Satisfied?”

  Lothos grabbed her hips and thrust deeply. They moaned in unison. “Not nearly,” he answered.

  Ethenia wrapped her legs around his waist and hitched herself higher. She could feel him swelling within her. She bit her lip to keep from crying out and dug her hands into his muscular back.

  “Oh yes, yes my wild Lupe. Let me feel your claws.” Lothos quickened his pace, and with each thrust he demanded more. He could feel her pussy so wet and tight against his cock. Her liquid heat was delicious. She was all tremors and pulses now. Her pussy was clenching his cock like a satin vise and each pulse sent shivers up and down his body.

  Lothos wrapped one strong arm around Ethenia and dragged her up against his body and into a sitting position. He groaned when her legs locked tight around him and she bit him soundly on the shoulder. Her teeth dug deep and her fingers scored his back. He rocked them back and forth. The sensation was wonderful but not enough—not by far.

  Lothos took them to the floor. “On your hands and knees,” his order was both sharp and playful.

  Ethenia obeyed eagerly. She moaned and bit her lip when she felt Lothos's cock hard and deep within her body. His hands kneaded her breasts and his hips pounded mercilessly against her. She could hear the slap of their bodies as they came together. Her pussy was contracting and her breathing was becoming labored and shallow. She was desperate for her release—she had waited too long.

  “Yes…” Lothos hissed. He pressed deeper still.

  “Oh, Lothos … I need…”

  “Yes … come for me, angel…” Lothos twisted her nipple and bit the back of her neck sharply.

  Ethenia gasped and climbed another notch. She could feel sweat, sweet and salty dripping down her face and she bit her lower lip so hard she drew blood. She pushed ba
ck hard against him and dug her hands into the carpet. “More … fuck me more…”

  Lothos chuckled and increased his pace. His cock was unbelievably hard and his balls were full and nigh to bursting. He was close—so close. But he would bring them to release together—as it should be.

  Ethenia began to pant and groan. Her body shook and her pussy clenched tightly. She threw back her head—tossing her hair and slammed her hips against his. “I'm … c-c-coming,” she screamed. She felt her body begin to quake and shimmy and then it was upon her.

  He grabbed her hips, drew his head back and let out a roar of release. His seed filled her—dripping down her thighs and cooling against her flushed and heated skin. He collapsed heavily against her back.

  “That was totally hot.” Venus's voice was husky from the bed.

  Ethenia smiled against the carpet. Her head and body felt too heavy even to lift. “Glad you enjoyed yourself.”

  Venus slid down to the floor. Her naked body was bright with perspiration. Her eyes twinkled brightly. “I know what I would enjoy even more…” her words were filled with innuendo.

  Lothos nuzzled Ethenia's neck and clucked his tongue. “Venus—Ethenia and I are not going…”

  “Are not going to think on that until we are better rested,” Ethenia finished for him.

  Lothos lifted his head. His eyes were filled with question.

  Ethenia's eyes were filled with mischief and latent desire and fantasy. She nodded and licked her lips. She loved him. She trusted him. She wanted this. They had agreed to love and cleave to one another for the rest of their days. Could they not include others in their cleaving?

  Lothos laughed and hugged her close. She was perfect—his amouratesh. Goddess bless him, his heart's desire had been realized.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Sophie sniffled. She wrapped her arms tightly around Ethenia and buried her head in the other woman's shoulder.

  “Please … no crying, Soph. You cry, I cry. And believe me—it won't be a pretty sight.” Ethenia swallowed back her tears.

  Sophie let go reluctantly and nodded. “Of course—I'm so silly, I know. But I'm going to miss you two.”

  Lothos wrapped Sophie in a giant hug and lifted her off of the ground. He spun her around and set her down when she screamed she was going to hurl. “We're going back to New York State, Soph … not to the moon. Plus we'll see you soon. Once we've settled we'll come back to visit.”

  “Good, good. And you promise you'll write.”

  “And phone,” Lothos said laughingly. “Don't worry about us. With my Lupe at my side, all is possible. It will take a bit to recruit a Pack and find a suitable dwelling. And I have no prior experience with being an Alpha Loopin. But I know now that I am and I know my instincts will not fail me.” Lothos pulled Ethenia close. “And who would not wish to join a Pack where this golden angel is queen?”

  Ethenia blushed.

  Sophie laughed and nodded. “Good. Perhaps when you're settled I'll come and visit you.”

  “Please do.” Ethenia said. Ethenia's eyes looked past Sophie and she inclined her head—her expression was suddenly somber.

  Sophie turned. “Michaela, Matthew, leaving so soon?”

  Michaela nodded curtly. “Matthew and I journey to Paris this night.” Her voice and words were flat. “Matthew has word of a doctor who claims a cure for vampirism.” Michaela's expression said it all—she did not believe such a cure possible. But before Sophie could ask the predictable question—why—Michaela answered softly. “Where my brother goes, so do I.”

  Sophie smiled tenderly at Matthew; Matthew, ever the silent emotional one—even now his face was stricken with pain. He wished for an end—one way or another—and would do anything to have it. And Michaela would never let her brother venture alone. For both their sakes she hoped they found what they needed to soothe their tormented souls. “Safe journey,” Sophie said.

  Michaela floated past Sophie without a word and once she reached the door she disappeared. Matthew stopped in front of Sophie and pressed a kiss to her surprised cheek.

  Matthew's blue eyes were turbulent. “Thank you. Your friendship has meant,” he swallowed and tried again. “If I do not—cannot find a cure…” His words broke off and he shook his head. He nodded sharply at Ethenia and Lothos and disappeared in a swirl of wind.

  Ethenia let out the breath she had been holding in. “Well … that was quite something.”

  Sophie smiled sadly. “Well … it seems as if you're the last holdouts.”

  Lothos nodded. Xethre the annoying dead man had left soon after the battle with Kieran. He claimed something important had come up. He had looked troubled and slightly frazzled. What could be so important as to trouble the laid-back dead man?

  Lothos shook his head to clear it. Why the hell was he thinking of the corpse? It wasn't as if he would be seeing him again. Now Venus on the other hand—Venus had left earlier with a promise to visit both Lothos and Ethenia when they had acquired a dwelling. He swallowed. He was greatly anticipating her visit. His smile was anticipatory.

  Ethenia laughed. She knew what he was thinking about—she couldn't wait either. “Goodbye Sophie.” Ethenia blew her a kiss.

  “Goodbye, you two.”

  “And keep the hexes to a minimum,” Lothos called out, as he and Ethenia crossed the front yard.

  Sophie's answer was a snort and a mirthful laugh.

  Sophie watched as the two mated Loopin disappeared down the winding road—their heads bent close, their hands entwined. She smiled happily—secretively.

  A mate for each man that does not deny his beast—she frowned—pushed back an errant lock and sighed—now what about majii?

  The End

  About the Author:

  Ever since I could pick up a pen, I have been writing. I became fascinated with fantasy at the age of eight, when my mother bought me a copy of ‘The Hobbit’. Not too long after that I became addicted to anything and everything about vampires. The duality of nature fascinated me.

  But it was an event four years later that would shape my future career as an author of erotic romance. At the age of twelve I discovered my grandmother’s stash of romance novels, hidden of course, in her closet. I devoured them.

  My grandmother kicked me out of the closet. But alas, the damage had been done… I was a hopeless junkie—a romance junkie. To this day I keep my love of fantasy, vampires and romance.

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