by Talyn Scott
Sage stared up between her legs, his eyes glowing otherworldly green against her pale skin. “She likes to play, to tease.” He picked up his pace, moving instantly from slow and appreciative to fast and barely leashed. “I will remember that,” he vowed over her soaked and swollen pussy.
She groaned around Roman’s cock, the sound reverberated through his body until he thought his bones would shatter with pleasure. One of her hands left his thigh, cupping his sack and playing with his balls.
When a shock zinged down his spine, hitting his balls head-on. Roman threw back his head and released another hiss, this one longer and louder than the last. “Damn, Scarlett!” He clenched his teeth but that action did nothing to stop the lowering of his fangs. The twin daggers nailed his lower lip, causing him to bleed.
Surprisingly, she wasn’t startled when she stared up at him, spotting what he’d done to himself. Scarlett merely opened her lips wider and wrapped them around his head, sucking until her cheeks went visibly concave.
“What a pretty sight, you are.”
At Roman’s encouragement, Scarlett’s fingers slid around his thigh to seek out the responsive area between his sack and his ass. He growled when she hit it spot on, her fingertips forming scorching, torturous circles. Under her sensual assault, he forced his eyes to stay open, not wanting to shut her out in any way. “I’m… about to lose… it.”
Sage gave a lingering kiss to her sex before he loomed over Scarlet, once more. He lifted her leg around his hip, his mouth soaking wet from her arousal, and took his cock in hand while his eyes dragged over her body in a possessive perusal.
Pulling away from Roman’s cock, Scarlett’s eyes rounded when she took in Sage’s erection. “What kind of piercing is that?”
“We earn half circlets upon graduating from the Vojak Academy. Master vampires receive whole circlets.” His smile turned devilish. “It only creates friction for women and females of factions. But for my true one, my Bride, it spins when you tighten with your climax.”
“Wuh,” was her response.
Sage skimmed her sex with the tip of his dick, lubricating himself while she squirmed at his touch. “I don’t know where to look first, but I know where to touch.” He threaded her with his length the merest inch, then swore under his breath.
Although she made this strangled sound in the back of her throat upon Sage entering her, Scarlett’s plump lips and wicked tongue went back to Roman’s dick.
“You like the taste of Roman, Scarlett?”
She hummed her yes around his erection, pressing harder beneath his sack with her insistent fingers.
Yes, this was a submissive pose for any female to assume, but she had all the power to make him or break him.
With a sigh of strained relief, Sage slid past his half-circlet, plunging into her pretty pussy, the Vojak’s metal nearly crossing Scarlett’s eyes as he rubbed past her ridges. By the sounds she was making, Sage’s cock caused a sweltering, sexual friction like no other.
“Bite the extra meat, Scarlett,” Roman demanded, wanting the pleasure, deigning for the pain. “Do it.”
“The way she works you, Roman,” Sage said, his head leaning back as he slid all the way inside her. His startling green eyes widened at the sensation. From that point, Sage seemed to lose his train of thought, his body tightening everywhere as he gripped her hips enough to leave marks. “Nevesta,” he hissed in the way of mated vampires, “the hot silk of you owns me.”
She wiggled her hips, trying to adjust to Sage’s size, as she nipped Roman’s cock.
Sage’s eyes narrowed on her. “You do not play fair.”
“With us both,” Roman agreed as she bit down again, her teeth nearly his undoing. “Ah! One more time.” And he would shoot down her throat.
Teasing him with another tongue twirl, she took her time with her teeth before raking them over a sensitive vein. His pre-come exploded from his slit. “Now, or I swear I will spank you.”
“I’ll get her for you.” Sage moved faster, his balls a swinging pendulum as they beat her curvy ass with every pounding thrust.
She roared around Roman’s cock, trying to pull back but he was too close. “No!” Roman insisted, urging her back by cupping her jaw with one hand and stroking his thumb over her cheek.
She brought her mind back to task, sucking him up, and another jolt zinged through Roman’s body, far stronger than the first. “You have me there…” His eyes met hers as his hand tightened in her hair, fighting within himself, with all of his might, not to fuck her mouth. Since the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her.
Then Roman went beyond, in a place he only reached with Scarlett naked and by his side. His sack hardened into maddening pain right before he splintered into bursting shards. He gasped for air, his breaths leaving him in a rush, as darkness threatened to descend.
“Stay with us, Roman.” Sage’s harsh breaths paralleled those of Roman.
Vaguely, Roman realized he might be choking Scarlett, so he pulled back from her mouth while the last of his hot threads left his tip. She fought him, nevertheless, keeping her mouth right where it was while using the wet glide of her tongue to bring him back down slowly. Dare he say lovingly?
One could hope.
“She’s swallowing everything, Roman, every last drop.”
When Scarlett pulled away, he settled next to her and Sage. He traced her cock-swollen lips with the pad of his thumb before he took a tender kiss. After all, he’d abused her poor mouth enough. Then Roman dipped his head, raised her breast to his mouth, and suckled as Sage drove inside her.
Sage brought his mouth to the side of her throat, tugging skin with his fangs, fighting not to answer his vampire’s claiming call.
Scarlett screamed her impending orgasm, scrambling to get away from Sage’s hammering thrusts, her skin suddenly afire. “It’s too much! I can’t take it.”
His head lifting a fraction, Sage’s irises swallowed the whites of his eyes, his head slightly tilting though his hips worked her like pistons. “Don’t pull away from me.”
A waft of her adrenalin met Roman’s nose, but Scarlett just nodded, gripping Sage’s shoulders. He drove in and out of her, pulling out nearly all the way to circling wide, before going in deep once more.
“I can see her stretching around you,” Roman said, his dick threatening to thicken again.
“I don’t know how much she’s really stretching.” Sage said, the tendons in his neck straining. “But she’s grabbing me on every glide down, doesn’t want to let go. Just like she’s fighting that orgasm.”
“I can smell her close…so very close to release. Our combined scents are getting me high.”
Sage didn’t answer, was focusing himself completely on Scarlett. “Let go,” he demanded in a steely voice edged with a razor blade of sex. Sage looked like an erotic menace over her, his fangs draping his lower lip as he breathed through his mouth. He bared his fangs on a deadly hiss. “Because I will bite you deeply if I stay here, doing this.”
She twisted beneath Sage. “Then help me.”
Keeping his cock buried inside of her, Sage curled his arms around Scarlett and lifted her onto his lap. With a simple look, Sage called Roman over to them.
Roman pressed his front against the sweet slope of her back. He licked his fingertips and reached between Sage and Scarlett’s body, searching until he found what he was looking for. She shuddered, her head lolling back on Roman’s shoulder as she sat on Sage’s lap.
With a look of sheer determination, Sage restarted his in and out rhythm, his wet cock slipping from her sopping folds.
“You may be going slower,” she said on a soft rasp, “but it’s deeper this way.”
“So feel me, Nevesta, taking you deep as you grip me.”
Already hard again, Roman adjusted his cock against her back as he spread open kisses from shoulder to shoulder.
Roman met Sage’s eyes as the male gave her one final, penetrating thrust. When Sage circled his hi
ps, Roman clamped her clit between his forefinger and thumb.
“Oh!” she cried out. Her pussy flooded Sage as he moaned Scarlett’s name on a furious climax.
Roman released her clit and pushed her hair to the side, gliding his fangs over her neck and shoulder as his hands slid up her torso to cup her breasts, tracing fingertips over her sensitized nipples. “You are extraordinary, especially when you come for your vampires.”
She shuddered, her body going boneless. “I never came like that …” She shook her head, not finding words.
Roman leaned back as Sage lifted her by the waist from his cock. The sight of him sliding out of her… He wanted to go again, to take her pussy while Sage attempted to take her ass.
And then switch places.
But she was too exhausted. So Roman tried his best to relax on the bed, hauling Scarlett down to sprawl on his chest. “I have a place for you to rest,” he murmured, stroking her hair, “right here.”
“This is comfy,” she said, nuzzling against the side of his throat while breathing him in.
“Glad to hear it.” At least one of them was comfy, he thought as Sage went into the bathroom to gather her a wetted cloth, because Roman was as hard as timber.
“In fact” — a yawn stretched her mouth as her eyelids lowered — “I might stay here for a while.”
Stay forever, he thought as her simple declaration trickled into his heart. “I love you, Scarlett.”
A soft snore was Scarlett’s only reply.
Chapter 15
Fort Myers, Florida
“She’s exhausted,” Sage said as he rolled Scarlett’s sweater tightly and placed it between her shoulder and jaw. Her head had been drooping for the past half hour, and he didn’t want her neck to cramp.
“Can you blame her?” Roman whispered from the opposite seat next to her, shifting uncomfortably. They were sitting in executive class seating, which boasted ample leg room. This was laughable, considering the size of Sage and Roman when compared to the puny human men currently on board. “For days, we’ve misted her from town to town, and country to country. Then skipped over an entire continent, at one point.”
“We had no choice.”
“Well, her body is unaccustomed to dissolving and then reforming in such a manner,” Roman whispered, though most passengers wore earbuds, “no matter how well our magic holds true it’s exhausting for her. And we’ve been traveling non-stop.”
Another storm had kicked up, preventing them from misting the final way to Southwest Florida. Sage would have done so easily otherwise, but he never would have taken any chances with his Bride. Especially after what he witnessed firsthand with Elissa.
“We’re about to land.” The attendant bent over, flashing her too-white smile and an ample dose of cleavage. “Make sure your seats are in an upright position.”
Even if he hadn’t picked up on the double entendre. Sage knew what that look was all about; the same come hither look he’d seen since he blew out of the academy. Didn’t matter what the female was wearing or what she was doing. That look said everything to a male; it offered everything to a male. In another life he would have gone for her. That is, if he could have even fit in this plane’s bathroom long enough to take her. But now? He didn’t find her spray tan charming or her bleached teeth perfect. Or her breasts that rested just beneath her chin, so plumped up in her underwire, pleasing. No, his Scarlett was his dream come to life, and he would have no other.
“Can I get you anything before we land?” she pressed, her hand gripping the seat in front of them.
Sage waved a hand at the attendant, sending her on her way with the impression to stop bothering them. His Vojak found her insistence revolting, and he didn’t need to stir it up to surface among the humans.
“That’ll come in handy from now on,” Roman said with a laugh. “Of course, I’ve been doing that for a while now.”
“You’ve stayed celibate, for how long?”
“I’d rather not say,” he admitted. “It’s hard to lose yourself with woman after woman, when none of them are Scarlett.”
“You’ve been suffering a long time, then.”
The plane lowered, hitting the runway in Southwest Florida. But even the shift in noise couldn’t stop them from understanding each other, while speaking in normal everyday tones. “I never would have had your patience to wait.”
“Bestra asked me not to take her.” His golden eyes burned at the thought. “For the obvious reasons of my vocation, which is also your true vocation. He didn’t want Scarlett hurt or captured, to be sucked into our world like her mother was.”
Poor Bestra, Sage thought, he’d tried so hard to protect her. “Now, it’s happened anyway.”
“Yeah, like Bestra had a fucking crystal ball into her future and we knocked it right on the ground, allowing it to crash.”
“You really don’t think we’re going to pull out of this?”
“I don’t know.” Roman shifted again in the seat. “Edik didn’t get that female back. Thank God for that, but his report sends proof of what we’ve been up to behind the scenes, which we know is punishable by death. But he also added the fact that Vun’s slaughtered body was found in my penthouse. Two for Edik, zero for us.” He sighed. “There’s not much I can do but let them come after us.”
The plane came to a halt.
Roman started searching his phone. “Do you know Scarlett’s address on Captiva?”
“Oycher looked it up for me.”
“And you're still intent on taking her there?”
“Like I said, I don’t want to upend Scarlett’s life because of the decisions or mistakes I’ve made.” Sage watched the passengers unload their carry on bags. They had nothing, had dumped their clothes everyday after cleaning up, and only traveled in whatever they picked up for that day’s wear. “Besides, I have Vojaks and soldiers waiting for us at her home. In fact, we’re getting an escort from the airport.”
“The more that I think about it. Edik’s already filed his reports, going about it professionally to see you have a public execution, right alongside me. So he’d be stupid to come after us now and ruin his fun. Plus, everyone would see his actions as self-serving, to feed his vendetta.”
“Probably, but don’t forget he’s maddened.” Sage brushed his fingertips over Scarlett’s cheek. “Oycher promised round the clock protection for her, even if something ends up happening to us. So if we’re imprisoned or worse, Oycher will also take Scarlett on as his ward.”
“Pack could still take her,” Roman pointed out. “I’m told Jayce Jordan is very capable.”
“I can’t say anything bad about Jayce, but considering Bestra is one of us, he would probably feel more comfortable with Oycher handing her protection when he’s not around.”
Roman kept his voice to a low whisper. “I want her to mate us no matter what, to go through the wedding ceremony and change over into a vampire. That way, she can also protect herself. She’s already exposed to our world. You know as well as I do that there’s no going back.”
Sage glanced out the window, spotting clear skies, practically an invitation to mist right to the island. “Let’s ask her. She can give us one of two answers. But you must realize this, if she mates with me and joins souls, it will devastate Scarlett if I’m executed.”
Roman nodded. “Let’s try not to think that far ahead, then.”
Sage nodded grimly and then placed a kiss on Scarlett’s cheek. “Wake up, Nevesta.”
Roman laughed when she didn’t stir, speaking louder. “Wake up, beautiful.” He gripped her hand and gave her a gentle squeeze, turning it over and placing a kiss on the palm. “Sweet Scarlett we are home, or nearly.”
“She’s extraordinary, even while she’s sleeping.” Sage took a moment just to stare at her, even though he’d been doing that for roughly the entire flight.
Roman raised an eyebrow, giving Sage a strange look. Sage lifted his head and noticed all the humans looking their way. Apar
t from a few who were openly aroused, most wore expressions of horror, disdain, or even shock. In that moment he realized how difficult it must be for all the other mated males and their females to go out in the human world, just to partake of a simple dinner or a movie. They wouldn’t be able to hold each others hands or kiss more than one person at a time. The whole thing just went against the grain for Sage.
“You’re disgusting,” a man dressed in business attire and a fat watch sneered at him, just in time for his precious Scarlett to awake and hear the human’s vile mouth.
Her face scrunched up in fury. Oh, yes, she was part werewolf all right.
“I’ll take care of this,” Sage assured her. But before he could open his mouth and tell the man off. Scarlett was standing, bent over the seat and shaking a finger in his face.
“I see a wedding ring on your finger,” she sneered right back. “Let me guess, wife at home with the two point five kids while you’re out on business, Mr. Wholesome?”
“As a matter of fact, we have three kids,” he said with less conviction than how he’d addressed Sage.
Scarlett looked down at his lap, Sage stood and followed her gaze. The woman sitting next to Mr. Wholesome had a hand placed high on his thigh.
“But she’s not your wife, is she?” Scarlett asked.
He only swallowed, then lifted up a hand in surrender.
“Let’s get home,” Scarlett said, following Roman out ahead of the remaining gaping humans.
Sage’s grin spread wide as he stayed back a few paces to admire his Nevesta’s wiggling ass, while she maneuvered down the airplane aisle. It seemed as though a little fury put a spring in her step, which rushed blood to his cock. And if he didn’t bury it back in her soon, he would likely incarnate before anything Volos could manage to do to him.