Vampire Coalition - Complete Collection

by J. S. Scott

  She met his intense gaze, returning it with a look of longing and vulnerability that she knew he could see in her eyes.

  “Come with me, Sasha. I can feel your need and it claws at me.” His hand stayed extended, palm up as he took a step closer.

  She wasn't the least bit afraid of him. She was afraid of her own reactions. He called to a part of her that she never knew existed and on a level that was painful in its intensity.

  She reached out and placed her palm in his. Within moments he had scooped her into his arms and teleported them to his bedroom.

  As he laid her in the middle of his bed, he murmured roughly, “I need to see you here in my bed. Mine. I've imagined it so many times in my mind.”

  She was still in her little shortie pink nightshirt and little else. Her hair was braided and he sat beside her and started unraveling the braid. She sat up while he worked. His ragged breath was hot on her neck and her heart was pounding. “Nathan...I have to tell you something.”

  He stroked her cheek as his hand loosened her hair, letting it fall in waves over her back. “What is it, Sasha. There is nothing you can’t tell me?”

  “I haven't...I've never...the mage don't have sex before they are mated.” She choked out the embarrassing fact before she lost her nerve.

  “Sasha?” He tilted her face to his, those burning eyes bright with concern. “Are you trying to tell me that you’re a virgin?”

  She nodded, unable to answer.

  “Mine. Completely mine.” His voice was hoarse with emotion. “I'll try my best to be gentle, Sasha, although knowing I am the first and last man to possess you will likely drive me insane.”

  “Don't be gentle, Nathan. I need you.” She reached out boldly and stroked the large bulge through his jeans. She wanted him as he was...hard, possessive, demanding.

  He yanked her short nightie over her head, baring her breasts to him. His hands cupped them both, stroking over them, teasing the nipples with his thumbs. His intimate touch on her body made her squirm as his mouth crashed down on hers. His tongue demanded entrance as he licked at her lips and swept into her mouth. She met him tongue to tongue, moaning into his mouth as his fingers continued his assault on her sensitive breasts.

  Her hands crept to his shoulders, relishing the burgeoning muscles and sifted into his silky, dark locks of hair. She could barely breathe as his embrace sucked the air from her lungs. He pulled his lips from hers and trailed his hot tongue along her ear. She could hear him panting, trying to gain control. She shivered as he trailed his mouth along her neck and to her breasts. He replaced his hand with his mouth on her nipple as his fingers descended to her barely-there, pink thong.

  “Mine.” His hand ripped away her panties as he uttered the word harshly against her breast.

  His fingers invaded her already dripping mound, toying with tender folds and sliding smoothly into her pussy.

  She clasped his head as he suckled and stroked her nipples with his rough tongue, abrading the flesh. “Oh, God. Nathan.”

  His fingers caressed, seeking her bud of pleasure. They were bold as they stroked over her clit.

  “Yes. Please. More.” She was begging as her fingers stroked his back.

  “Can't touch me anymore, love. Not now. I can't take it.” His voice was strangled.

  Sasha gasped as her arms flew over her head and were held there by his power. Invisible ties held her as surely as bindings. She jerked, but her hands were pinned above her head. She was helpless, his to command.

  His mouth trailed down her stomach and she squirmed, her body burning with need. She needed him. Sasha could feel his need to dominate her as well as her own to be taken and possessed.

  She whimpered as his mouth moved south, licking closer to her wet core. She closed her legs in reaction, not sure she could endure the sensation. Moving between her legs, he spread them open wide, exposing her vulnerable pussy. Her legs were locked in position. She fought to close them instinctively, but they were held open as surely as her arms were pinned above her head.

  Her body trembled as his mouth clamped onto her pussy without mercy. His scorching tongue laved her folds before delving into her inner depths. His thumbs held her folds open as he lapped at her juices.

  “Nathan. I can't stand it. Please.” She couldn't move, couldn't think.

  She felt him snarl into her flesh as he nipped at her clit, lifting the covering to get at the naked pearl. He flicked and tortured the tiny bud as her hips lifted for satisfaction.

  She was shivering with need as he inserted his finger in her empty channel. She clenched around it, hungry to capture him inside her. He growled as he inserted a second finger.

  She was slick, but tight, and his fingers stretched her as he continued a fast pace on her throbbing clit with his tongue.

  Her body burning with the need for release, and she strained against his magic bindings. They didn't give an inch and she groaned her frustration, her need to climax nearly killing her.

  His fingers stroked inside of her, deep but slow.

  “Hurry, Nathan, please. I can't bear it,” she whimpered as he started pumping faster.

  She raised her hips as much as she could, trying desperately to make him take her harder. His fingers were sliding smoothly over her sweet spot and his continual stimulation of her clit made her belly clench.

  Her release started with a creamy rush, her channel spasming over Nathan's fingers. She cried out as he lapped at her orgasm, stretching it out by vibrating his tongue over her naked clit hard and fast.

  “Nathan.” She screamed his name as her hips jerked and her body trembled.

  She panted in the aftermath. She had never experienced an orgasm like that. It rocked her world and she wasn't sure if she would ever recover.

  She watched as Nathan rose and shucked his jeans. He was commando and his cock sprang forward hard and huge.

  “I'm not sure it will fit,” she whispered as she gawked at his member.

  She heard him make a sound that was half laugh and half groan as he covered her. “It will fit, my love. Don't be afraid. We were made for each other.” He stroked her hair as he continued. “I can't promise it won't hurt a little. You're so tight that I may go mad. I can't believe you're mine.”

  She didn't argue. His words were so reverent, his tone so in awe of her...how could she quibble with him?

  Her heart was thundering as she looked into his eyes and saw forever. She could never live without this man. She might be the keeper of his soul, but he was stealing her heart.

  He grasped his cock, his expression pained. She knew he was struggling for control. For her. Because of her. At that moment she didn't care if it hurt like the very devil. She needed to be joined with him, filled by him, consumed by him.

  “Fuck me, Nathan. I feel like I've waited forever,” she told him softly.

  He coated his cock with her cream from her hungry pussy, teasing her bud with the tip.

  “Mine. My mate. My woman.” His cries were hoarse as he inserted the tip of his penis against her tight opening. He pressed forward, his body shaking. “So tight. So hot.”

  Sasha could see the veins in the side of his neck bulging as he slowly pressed his cock inside her. She lifted her hips, desperate for him. “Take me, Nathan. I'm yours.”

  His control slipped and he buried himself inside her completely. She felt a pinch of pain, but it was quickly gone and all she could feel was Nathan. Her walls expanded and clenched, unused to being filled with a cock, much less a cock like Nathan's. The fullness left her breathless, eager to have him possess her completely.

  “Yes,” she hissed, her channel rejoicing at his taking. “Fuck me, Nathan.”

  “Mine. I'll make you come until you beg for mercy.” His voice was wild, his control lost.

  She moaned at his familiar words from her dreams and his uncontrollable lust as he pulled out and thrust back in.

  Finally...he had made good on that promise. The reality of him was so much better
than the dream.

  He released her legs from his power and pulled them around his waist. His hands went under her ass and pulled her hips to meet his thrusting cock.

  He hissed as he pumped into her tight, hot depths. “Need you. Have to fuck you hard.”

  “Yes, Nathan. Please.” Her pussy throbbed as she begged for rough possession. She could feel his need and she wanted it as much as he did.

  He pumped into her forcefully, staking his claim as his cock pummeled her. She wanted to touch him but her hands were still held tight above her head. Her back arched at the incredible friction and the force of his member filling her.

  Sasha knew she was going to come. She felt it building as waves of ecstasy started to roll mercilessly over her body. She threw her head back as her body exploded, her muscles grabbing and clenching at Nathan's cock.

  He continued pistoning his hips as she screamed, milking him with her clenching walls. He leaned his body into hers and licked at the vein in her neck. She stiffened as she felt the initial prick of his fangs and then was flooded with complete erotic pleasure. She felt another orgasm gathering and she let it take her. Although she didn't think it was possible, it was stronger than the last one, making her come apart. When Nathan pressed her mouth to his shoulder, she didn't resist. She lapped at his blood, taken from a slash he had opened, her body convulsing from the sheer ecstasy of being part of each other in another way. She was shocked by the intimacy of sharing blood and the erotic delight that accompanied it. As the second climax rolled over her, she released his shoulder and he stopped the bleeding on her neck and his small wound.

  “Mine.” He groaned as he buried himself in her depths and released his hot stream, his spine arching in agony and bliss.

  Her arms came loose and she wrapped them around Nathan as he dropped into her welcoming body, holding him tightly, and tears streaming down her face.

  He rolled, taking her with him as they lay on their sides, panting, their hearts pounding against each other.

  “What is this, little one?” He swiped lightly at her tears with his thumbs.

  Her cheeks flooded pink with embarrassment. Mages didn't let their emotions overwhelm them. “It's nothing. Really” She blew it off as she swiped the rest of the tears away.

  “Tell me, love. I'll make it go away,” he insisted, his eyes full of confusion.

  Sasha burst out laughing. He was so very serious and so very sure that he could make any of her problems go away...take care of her every need. She knew he would always try. He was the eldest brother, the protector. It was part of his very nature. A part that she was learning to love about him.

  She loved him. That's why she was crying. Emotions welled up in her throat and she tried to swallow them, afraid of revealing her feelings. He felt the mating instincts as she did, but could he also care for her? She wanted him to love her. Her. Sasha. She wanted more than just the mating bond.

  “I'm fine, Nathan. Really. That was incredible. I always cry over a good orgasm.” She snuggled into him and rested her head on his bulky shoulder.

  “I'm rather afraid that I will make you cry often, then.” His voice was disgruntled. “Are you sure I didn't hurt you,” he asked anxiously.

  “It was so good I'm ready to cry again.” She pulled back and gave him a mischievous grin.

  He returned a wicked smile but he rose from the bed and scooped her up into his arms. “I think you could use a hot soak in the tub. You'll be sore.”

  She pouted, her lower lip poking out as she gave him a disappointed look.

  “It's a very large tub. Big enough for two” He chuckled as he bounced her up in the air as she squealed and grabbed his shoulders.

  “Can I...explore you, Nathan. I never really got to...touch you.” And she wanted to. Badly.

  “You'll kill me, woman,” he muttered, but carried her happily to the hot tub and let her satisfy her curiosity until she was quite content.

  Chapter 5

  Nathan knew he was goner, acting as stupid, or possibly worse, than his brothers acted over Brianna and Callie. He understood now what it was like to be completely captivated by a mate.

  Sasha.

  His cock went stiff just thinking about her in his bed, with her long blonde hair flowing over his pillows, and those needy moans of hers that drove him to sate her every desire.

  He stretched as he shook off his day sleep. He could smell her scent on his sheets and his chest ached. He missed her already and they had just been together last night. He wished she had stayed with him to sleep at his side. It would be bliss to see her smile every night when he awakened. He felt...lonely.

  He didn't just miss her body. It was...Sasha. She was the delight of his life. She would stand toe to toe with him when she got in one of her stubborn moods, arguing with a man twice her size without ever flinching. He smiled, knowing she was one of the bravest, smartest women he knew. When she wasn't near...he missed her.

  He reached for her with his mind, but couldn't reach out to her. Knowing she was probably sleeping, he sighed.

  He loved everything about Sasha, even her stubborn determination that mage and vampires didn't mate. His lips curved into a smile. She wouldn't win that argument. No matter how hard she resisted, he would make her call him to her somehow and they would be mates. Not only was she destined for him, but he loved her nearly to the point of insanity.

  Nathan's security gate buzzed just as he was rolling out of bed. He hit the intercom button. “State your business.”

  He stiffened as he heard the breathless female voice on the other end. “Nathan, let me in. It's important. I don't have time to spell myself in right now.”

  Regan. What was she doing here? Nathan quickly hit the button to open the gate and dressed himself magically as he ran down the stairs to the front door.

  Regan's sporty little blue vehicle came to halt with screaming tires as she scrambled out of the car. Nathan frowned as he saw the look of terror on the usually calm and sedate woman's face.

  He grabbed Regan by the shoulders gently. “What is it?”

  She started to cry, tears rolling down her cheeks. “They took her, Nathan. Our parents went to the mage elders. The council decided she needed to be mated with a mage and they took her. They said they would beat the vampire devil from her and mate her with a mage.”

  “Sasha?” he breathed softly but dangerously.

  Regan nodded. “We were working and they just invaded her house and took her away. We both fought them with our magic, but there were too many elders. They drugged her and took her away in chains. She was still fighting.” Regan finished with a sob. “She loves you, Nathan. She'll be miserable, and I'm afraid they'll have to hurt her badly because I know she won't accept the mating. Please help her.”

  Fury rose up inside of him, anguish ripping and tearing at his insides. Death to anyone who dared to lay a hand on his mate. He stared at her sister, willing himself to be calm. Regan was hysterical and she needed reassurance. “Do you know where they are?”

  “I'm...not sure. Probably at the mating grounds” Regan choked back her sobs. “I can't believe that our parents betrayed her.”

  She quickly gave Nathan directions to the mage mating grounds.

  Liam. Rory. Ethan. I need you.

  He sent a call to his brothers and every one of them appeared almost instantly. He explained quickly that his mate had been kidnapped.

  “Regan, I want you to stay here. Sasha would want you to be safe. Liam, please stay and watch over her. She's upset.” Nathan looked at the serious faces of Ethan and Rory. “I might need help.”

  “We've got your back. Lead on.” Ethan replied instantly as Rory nodded.

  Nathan?

  Chills fluttered down his spine as he heard his mate's weak, defeated voice in his head.

  Please come to me, Nathan. I need you.

  “I'm coming, love. Are you at the mating grounds?” His heart racing, he spoke aloud. His brothers waited tensely as he spoke to h
is mate. Regan looked perplexed, but watched anxiously.

  Yes. I can't fight, Nathan. I'm drugged. I can't wake up. Every time I start to wake, they hit me with more drugs.

  His heart flip-flopped as rage infused him. He forced his voice to gentle. “Don't fight it, sweetheart. Don't make them drug you anymore. If you wake, pretend to sleep. We will be there soon.”

  Please hurry. They are choosing my mate even now. I can’t bear the thought of any other man touching me.

  Over his dead body! No one touched his mate. He didn't know her exact location so he started to follow her essence, his brothers Ethan and Rory close on his heels. They moved through the night in a blur, Nathan tracking Sasha like a desperate man...which he was.

  “Did they hurt you, sweetheart?” Nathan dreaded the answer, but he had to keep her from slipping out of his mind and back into a normal sleep. He had to keep the connection open. She was calling him to her and they could connect right now even though she slept.

  I'm okay, Nathan. I just need you.

  The bastards had hurt her. If they hadn't, she would have told him so. Fuck! His heart hammered in his ears as violence and wrath flooded through him. “I'm here, love. I just arrived.”

  I love you, Nathan. Her soft sigh washed over him. Please don't kill anyone. My parents are there. And my kin.

  His mind was reeling from her declaration and it took a while for her request to register. “You're asking a lot of me, love. I want to nail every one of them that took part in your kidnapping.”

  Please, Nathan.

  Her voice was weak and pleading. He could deny her nothing. “Only, because I love you, Sasha. If I loved you less they would all be dead.”

  As Nathan and his brothers broke into a clearing and he saw his beloved chained naked to a post, her face and body littered with bruises, he almost took back his words. Fuck! He wanted to dust every one of them...painfully.

  Ethan grasped Nathan's shoulder as he spoke, “Take care of your mate. Rory and I will handle the others.”

  Six mages sat around a small table only feet from Sasha, arguing over how they would rid her body of her vampire mark. Even though he wanted to gut every one of them, his heart was crying out for him to go to his mate. “She wants them alive. They are her parents and kin,” he muttered to his brothers.