Aaron's Kiss Series Boxed Set (Books 1 - 7) (116 page)

CHAPTER TWENTY

Alastriona stood in the kitchen and listened to the men in the other room. She could hear them as if they were standing next to her. They couldn’t make her go anywhere, she thought, not if she didn’t want to. She didn’t care who was coming.

After putting her clothes back in order, she reached into the refrigerator and pulled out the jug of iced tea. The ice machine in here was always full, so after filling a glass with the icy chunks, she poured herself some and sat down at the kitchen table. What had she done?

Before she left for the gallery opening, she had made a call to a local cleaning service and had set up someone to come in three times a week. She told them that she wanted them to send someone who would cook a few meals, nothing fancy, so that she could eat something besides toaster tarts and plain pasta. In the week since she had started working for her, Maggie was doing a great job. The tea was a nice bonus too.

As soon as she settled down, she began to think again. She had just almost had sex with a wolf. An alpha wolf, if he hadn’t lied to her at the showing. Right here in her kitchen, on the flipping floor no less. She looked over where they had been and thought of his mouth on hers and how hard he had been between her legs, how good it had felt. She could still feel his length pressing into her softness, the way his mouth felt…she slammed the lid down on that train of thought. This was getting her nowhere, damn it.

She wasn’t going to blame him; she had wanted him as much as she thought he did her. She’d never had sex before, never wanting to waste her time on what she thought to be a ridiculous pastime. But deep down, she knew that it may have been with anyone else, which because it was him, it had been so…fuck! Mind, stay focused, she groused.

She looked up at her problem leaning against the door jamb leading from the living room, grinning like an idiot.

“Have you worked it all out yet?”

He was laughing at her, she realized, and she wasn’t sure why, but it pissed her off. “Worked out what? And I don’t know who you think you are, or that guy at the door, but I’m staying here. This is my house, and I’m not going anywhere with any of you people.” She folded her arms over her chest and glared at him.

“You seemed to be trying to work out the problems of the world when I walked in. It was kinda cute, really. And about him, could you come in here and ask him in? He can’t cross your threshold without your permission.” She sat there for all of five seconds and stood to go into the front.

“What are you, some sort of vampire or something? You need my permission to gain entrance to…whatever, you’re not welcome. Go away, both of you, go away.” She looked at the man standing just outside her door. He was one of the men from the gallery, and up close he was more gorgeous and sexy-looking. Not as good-looking as the wolf, but really nice, she decided.

“Yes. Yes, I am a vampire, Airic. Will you let me in, please? You’re in trouble here, and Bradley has asked me to help.”

She realized in that moment that he was, he really was a vampire, and he wanted in her home. There was a vibe about him, strength and power, not just because of his size, but something else, something she could taste about him.

“Why? I mean, I’m not going to let you bite me, unless of course it’s to drain me. You can do that, right? Drain a person to death? I think we could work out something. I...yes, that would work out for both of us. I let you in, you kill me. Fair trade, I think.” It would be all right, she guessed. She’d read books, smut books actually, that said a vampire’s bite was very sexual, erotic. Maybe if she had another orgasm like the one in the kitchen with fur ball, she could die a happy woman.

“He’s not going to kill you, no one is. Not as long as I’m alive. Ask him in, Alastriona. We have to get you going to the pack house.” He moved to stand just in front of her, as if to protect her from the vamp, she thought. 

“I believe I’ve told you this before, Alpha King, or whatever you are, I’m not going anywhere. So if you’ll just give me my bullet thingies, I’ll tuck my gun in the back of my pants and make this the Alamo. Mr. Aaron, sorry you had to waste your time, but I’m not…” She felt the touch at her elbow seconds before she weakened, her body going limp. Turning as she fell into Bradley’s arms, she saw the woman. “I didn’t give you…” It was too much effort to form words, but she knew the pretty woman got it.

“I don’t need permission like he does. I’m sorry about this, but you’re much stronger than I thought. Sleep now, Alastriona Airic Bennett, sleep.”

Her eyes got heavy, and then she felt herself slip away.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

“She’s not here, my lord. We cannot go into the residence, as someone has put a ward around it. I can sense a bit of magic, but not much, at least not surrounding the house. What would you like for us to do now?” Peter asked him.

Christopher Felix Alastair, alpha wolf, leaned back in his seat. He had told her not to leave, forbidden it as a matter of fact. She would need to learn who her master was, and he would enjoy showing her, once he found the bitch.

“Set six wolves to patrol the area and have them notify me as soon as she comes home. Please make sure they know not to touch her or I will kill them slowly, very slowly.” He sounded bored, but inside, he was seething. He knew her disappearance had something to do with the man on the phone. He had told those fools in Europe to kill the males in her family, and they had obviously missed this one. Heads would roll for this, literally.
No matter,
he thought,
I will enjoy taking care of that one myself.

“My lord, the alpha in this territory, he will know that we are here. Should I contact him and let him know why we are here?” Christopher turned slowly and looked at his man.

“Do you presume to tell me my business, Peter? I certainly hope not; that would be most unwise of you. It would be a shame to lose one with such caliber as yours this late in the game. Death for one such as yourself would be…sad, don’t you think? And your own poor mate…what would become of her?” He watched as Peter paled at the reminder that he wasn’t the only one beholden to him.

“No, my lord. I’m sorry, my lord. I’ll make sure the patrols are set up and they know your wishes. All will be as you wish.” Peter bowed again and backed away, still bent at the waist.

“Oh, Peter. I just realized that we should contact the alpha in this territory and let him know that we have a runaway wolf. Please contact him for me and let him know that we will take care of the dangerous wolf with care, the dangerous male wolf. Run along now, you have plenty to keep yourself busy.” Peter moved away without another word.

He had hoped that Peter would make a fuss, any noise to indicate that he was displeased with him, but he hadn’t. He loved pushing the man to his limits. The last time had been so much fun, but he’d have to be more careful next time. Punishing his mate to near death had been a mistake, a fun one, but a mistake all the same. And Christopher hated making mistakes.

He thought about the woman, the alpha bitch he had created. She was just what he needed. He had watched her and her family for days before he’d made his decision. He had thought to take the littler one of the two, but didn’t like the way she kept walking behind the fatter one. That would not do for an alpha bitch, his alpha bitch, to walk behind anyone.

The fat one, Airic he had learned later, would suit better. He would never worry about her leaving him, he thought. She would be grateful that someone like him had taken the time to change her into something better and keep her. If she proved not suitable for his purposes, then he would simply kill her as he had the others. He wanted a son, lots of sons as a matter of fact, and the foolish women would not breed him one no matter how hard he had tried.

Christopher had the driver take him to the nearest open area. He needed a run, a hard run and maybe a kill. Oh yes, he thought, a nice kill would make me feel so much better.

When the limo pulled into a parking space at the nature persevere, he got out of the car and looked around. He could smell the burning meat on the grills and his stomach turned. He much preferred his meat raw, and the bloodier the better. He could also smell humans, not too many, but enough. Smiling, he began to loosen his tie and remove his Alexander Amosu suit. He did not believe in shifting while dressed, and certainly not in a hundred thousand dollar suit. The nine 18-carat gold and pave set diamond buttons helped set this suit apart from all others, which was just the way he liked to be, apart.

After shifting into his wolf, a massive beast that had never been mistaken for anything like a dog, he ran into the woods.

He ran full out for perhaps twenty minutes before he began to track his prey. It was full dark now, but he could see as well in this light as he could in full day. Raising his muzzle to the air, he sniffed.
Ah,
he thought,
there she was,
her fresh blood making it almost too easy for him to track her.
He could smell the others, one a mate, the other a small female. He only wanted the woman, but if the others proved to be too difficult, then so be it, two less humans in the world.

Moving along the path they were walking on, he watched her. She had fallen and her knee was bloody and raw, giving him the scent to track. She was laughing now, teasing the male about how silly she’d been falling like a child.

Christopher didn’t want her laughing; he wanted her terror, her fear. The taste of those emotions made the blood far richer than any other he could think of. His needs, the need to taste nearly made him leap at her too soon.

The man sat down on a log and looked up at his prey. When the small human moved to be picked up, Christopher moved quickly and lunged at her as she was bending over. His massive jaws were biting into her waist and startling a scream from her. Momentum from the combination of his weight and the jump had him pulling her away before the man could react. Within seconds, he had her pulled deep into the forest, her screams rending the air.

When he had her far enough away, he bit harder, rendering her unconscious and quiet, at least for now. He shifted and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder, and took off running. Even as a human, he could run quickly and quietly.   He needed to get her away without leaving a trail to follow.

His cock was hard and straining with need when he dropped her on the floor of the cave he had found. He was going to fuck her, fuck her hard, and pretend it was his mate. The need to punish was great and he loved to fuck people as a punishment. Male or female, it mattered little to him. Power was what he wanted and felt he got that when he dominated by using sex over them. Christopher wanted her awake, but his need was too strong. He flipped her over onto her stomach and pulled her ass up to meet him, uncaring of the wounds he’d inflicted and the blood.

Without any preparation at all—what did it matter? She was as good as dead anyway—he slammed his huge cock deep into her ass. The tight hole nearly sent him over the edge, and her screams ripped through him, making him thicker, harder within her. Yes, he thought, this was what being an alpha was about, dominance, power and dominance. Running his hand along the gaping wound, he gathered blood and rubbed it along his chest and over her ass. Moving faster now, he held her tight against him, enjoying her struggle to get away almost as much as he did smelling her fresh blood. He was close, so close he could feel his balls tighten against his cock. Leaning over, he elongated his jaw to his wolf and bit into her shoulder deep and hard, making her scream again and again. It was perfect, he thought as he shot his cum deep into ass, absolutely perfect. As the last of his seed spilled into her, her screams still echoing in the cave, he reached around to her neck and snapped it, killing her instantly.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Airic woke in a dark room. There were candle everywhere, some of them lit, and it helped take away the shadows in the corners. She had no idea where she was, but she had a pretty good idea who had brought her here because this was not her house. She was going to have a word or two with that fucking ass as soon as she found him. She started making a mental list as she moved the covers off her body. Quickly, she threw them back over her. She was naked.

“I thought you’d sleep better with them off. I certainly enjoyed removing them for you. Maybe next time you could take mine off as well.” He was here with her.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

“There won’t be a next time, you arrogant ass! Where are my clothes? And when you tell me, I want you to leave so I can get dressed to go home. This is stupid; didn’t you ever do what someone told you as a kid? Probably not, I’m betting. What are you doing sitting there still? Give me my clothes and get out.” She saw him move, no, not move, glide toward her. His body was like liquid sex, she thought, and she mentally slapped her forehead to get herself back on track.

“I can read your thoughts. I’ve tasted you, you see. And once you taste me, my blood, you’ll hear mine as well. Right now I’m glad you can’t read them. I’m sure you don’t want to know what wicked thoughts are running rampant through there.” She watched as he sat down on the side of the bed, scooting closer to her each time she moved away. When the blankets had her trapped on the one side and him on the other, he reached down and brushed his finger lightly across her cheek. She just managed to stop the moan before it escaped her lips.

“Don’t. Please don’t. I want to…please stop…I need…where are my…oh yes.” He kept touching her; she couldn’t think when he did that. And her friggin’ body wouldn’t listen. Her mouth kept telling it, “no, no,” but the mind and body were saying, “fuck yeah! Let the party begin!”

She felt the blanket move down her chest just before he licked the traitorous nipple, pulling it deep into his mouth. Her body arched up into his mouth.

“I want you, Alastriona. I want to make love to you.” He moved to the other breast as he spoke and nibbled the other nipple to a near painful peak. She couldn’t stop the moan this time. Her mind had won and her body was going full steam ahead.

“You…don’t do…stop, please…oh more, please more.” He had moved to lie beside her now, taking full advantage of the fact that she was trapped. Not that it mattered anymore. She was moving toward him now, not away.

She helped him, helped him push the soft blanket down her body. She wanted him to touch her, to lick her, taste her. She wanted to do the same to him as well and moved to touch his bare skin. She realized then that he was naked as well, and that he was erect, very hard.

Alastriona had never slept with anyone before, but she had seen naked men, mostly in art class, using the male form as a model. But he was different. He was muscled and hard, but his skin was silky and tight. And hot. Everywhere she touched him she felt his heat. Moving her hands down his hard abs, she ran her fingers through the coarser hair just below his belly button.

“Baby, if you keep this up, this won’t last as long as I’d like for it to.” He had captured her wandering hands and kissed them both before placing them on his chest. “Here for now. Touch me here.” Pulling her closer to him, he kissed her.

This kiss wasn’t like the others; this one felt more possessive, hungrier. He demanded entrance this time, his tongue sliding along her lips and pushing inside when she opened to him. He moaned deep. She felt it rumble along her body. He pressed her back against the mattress and covered her body with his heavy weight.

His hand moved down her ribs and then along her ass, pulling her hard and up into him. She could feel the hardness of his cock through the blanket, and she slid her leg up his to hook around him, but wasn’t able to because of the stupid blankets.

“Christ, I want you. You’re hot and I can smell you, your arousal. I need to taste you, now, I need to taste.” He began to move down her body, licking and nipping at her as he went. By the time he had settled himself between her legs, she was wild with a need of her own.

She leaned up on her elbows as he sat on his feet. His cock was hard and sticking straight out from his groin. As she watched him, he wrapped his hand around the shaft and pumped his hand up and down. A drop of cum seeped from the tip. She licked her lips, a need to take him into her mouth making her hungry and aggressive. She started forward, reaching for him, and he stopped her.

“No. Not yet. I would like nothing better than to have you wrap your mouth around me, but I want to taste you more. Next time, I promise you’ll be able to do what you want, but next time. Oh, sweetheart, you’re wet, so wet I can see the dampness on your curls.” He let go of his cock and touched her pussy. As much as she wanted to roll her eyes in the back of her head, she knew instinctively that he wasn’t finished.

His finger moved slowly along her nether lips, up and down like he had done to his cock. Her body responded and she felt her pussy weep more. He hadn’t touched her yet, not touched her where she needed. When his finger slowly entered her heat, she opened her legs wider and raised her hips up to meet him.

“Please, Bradley. I want you. I…there’s a need, something…I don’t… you have to fill it for me, please, fill me.” Her hips moved up and down with his finger and when he inserted another into her, she nearly came up off the bed. Whimpering now, she moved faster with his fingers.

“I need to stretch you, love. You’re too tight to take me inside of you yet. That’s what you want, me to fill you with my cock, isn’t it?” He was moving faster now. Her body was on fire.

“Yes, oh yes, please.” She felt rather than saw him move, her body straining to get to something. When she felt his breath on her thigh, she started to clamp her legs closed, but he held them open with his hands. She was panting now, her need making her ache for release.

With his fingers, he opened her lips and ran his tongue inside her, lapping at her, tasting her. When his mouth closed over her clit and suckled it into his mouth, she screamed out her climax, but he didn’t stop. While his fingers fucked her, his mouth teased and nipped at her until she came again and again.

“Please, Bradley, please. I want you; I want to suck your cock. Now, I want you to come in my mouth.” As she reached for him, pulling away from his very talented tongue, she pushed him back against the footboard. She leaned forward and stroked the length of him with just the tips of her fingers; his hiss made her bolder.

“Take me, love. Take me in your mouth. I want to fuck your hot mouth and shoot cum deep into your throat.”

She swiped her tongue across the tip of the large, deep purple head, taking the cream into her mouth. He hissed again. Bolder than she had ever been in her life, she wrapped her lips around him and licked again. She loved the way he responded, pumped into her. She didn’t know what she was doing, but taking her cues from him and his body, she licked and nipped every inch of him, up one side of him then down the other. She felt his hand touch the back of her head, felt him guide her, show her what he needed. Soon he was pumping into her hard, his cock bumping the back of her throat again and again.

“I’m going to come, Alastriona. Fuck, I’m coming!” Seconds later, she felt the first hot explosion hitting the back of her throat. He pumped harder into her, pulsing into her over and over. She swallowed him, his cum, loving the salty taste that she knew was unique to him. He lifted her up and turned her over onto her hands and knees. She was ready, she thought, so ready for his cock to be deep inside of her. Moaning, she moved back against him. Then she felt him stiffen behind her, felt his anger roll off him and into her. 

Then she heard it. Pounding again, at the door. No, she thought, no, no. He leaned down and pulled her up to him. With his cock hard against her back, he held her tight to him.

“I have to go. I’m so sorry. You have no idea how sorry. But I have to go see what’s wrong.”   He moved to the side of the bed, stood up, and looked back at her. She could see the regret in his eyes. She huddled under the covers and hid. But it didn’t stop her from hearing the man at the door.

“A wolf just attacked a woman in the nature preserve about seventy miles from here. The husband and child weren’t hurt. David is organizing a search party now.”