Blood Tied (15 page)

Aiden arched his back and cried out softly. He gripped my head with his hands, guiding me where he wanted me to go.

I took his prick in my hands, working my hand up and down as I slipped my tongue across the weeping opening and suckled. More precum flowed from his cock, and I drank it all down.

“Yes,” he purred. “Like that.”

“Like this?” I asked, wrapping my lips around the swollen head and sliding down to the base of his cock.

“Fuck yes,” he muttered.

With his shaft lodged in my throat, I tightened my muscles before rising all the way back up to his head. I swirled my tongue along the shaft before swallowing his entire length.

I worked his prick that way for a few more moments, bobbing up and off his cock to lick the sensitive flesh. He was getting close. He tensed, and his panting grew ragged.

“Stop,” he pleaded. “Not yet.”

I rose. “What’s wrong?”

His eyes were wild with passion, his pupils completely blown. “Nothing,” he growled. He grabbed me by my shoulders and flipped me onto my back. “I want some too,” he said before he turned around and dangled his stiff cock over my lips and placed his head above my dick.

“I like the way you think.”

He grinned. “Less talking, more sucking.”

I was just about to repeat myself before Aiden’s wet mouth stole all breath from me. He fell upon my entire length in one motion. His tongue danced across my shaft as he worked my hardness in and out of his mouth. Saliva slid down my prick, and he used the lubrication to jack me at a furious pace.

I sucked Aiden’s cock back into my mouth, his balls slapping against my nose. I grabbed hold of his ass, sliding my fingers along his crevice. When I found his center, I drew circles around the edge.

Aiden groaned in response. He increased the suction on my cock and tugged on my balls. The sensation almost became too much. My nerve endings were on overload.

We thrust into each other’s mouths, our paces growing as labored as our breathing before Aiden tensed and grunted. His cock grew as hard as steel before erupting volleys of hot semen in my mouth. I greedily drank it down, and as the last shot of cum hit my tongue, Aiden’s fingers and mouth brought me to my own climax.

I thrust upward one final time before I unloaded. I cursed and gasped as I released months, if not years, of pent-up frustration.

When we recovered and could finally breathe normally again, Aiden turned around and curled up on my chest. He wrapped his arms tightly around me, and I sighed.

I’d never felt more complete, more content in my life than I did right now.

“Are you okay?” he asked, rearranging himself so he could gaze up at me.

“No,” I replied, craning my head down to kiss his nose. “I’m better than okay. I’m fucking fantastic.”

He grinned and burrowed into my neck. “Good. That makes me happy.”

And I was happy too, happier than I’d been in a long time. This might go nowhere. It might end badly, and the logical part of my brain screamed at me to cut bait and run like I had in every other relationship.

For once, I wasn’t listening to my brain. My ears only heard my heart, and its rapid beating told me all I needed to know.

A FEW
hours later, I woke to the sound of Aiden’s low snores. He rested his head on my chest where he had fallen asleep. I hadn’t planned on passing out. I’d intended to watch him sleep. The way he’d snuggled into my embrace and wrapped his bigger body around mine filled me with so many emotions I couldn’t name them all.

I was happy, of course. That was easy to pinpoint, as was the passion that once again reared its head. I could spend the entire day naked in bed with Aiden if time and circumstances allowed it.

But among the positive emotions that made me smile crept the ones that made me uneasy.

There were so many unknowns ahead of us already that adding this relationship to it only complicated matters further. I couldn’t afford to be distracted and neither could Aiden.

We had a job to perform, and even though no one expected us to survive it, I planned on making sure we did. That was what made this added wrinkle so potentially devastating. If I hesitated for one second to do what needed to be done, whatever that might be, because of Aiden, my family could pay the price.

I had to do everything in my power to make sure that didn’t happen.

“Why so serious?”

Aiden’s smiling green eyes peeped up at me. “Just thinking,” I said, resting my head against his and trailing my fingers across his naked body draped over mine.

“About everything we have to do?”

“Yeah. It’s a lot and extremely overwhelming.”

“It is.” He rolled onto me, resting his big, sexy fairy body against me. The movement awoke my cock, which grew fat between us. He grinned at me before shoving his hand between us and squeezing my dick. “Someone’s ready to go again.”

I thrust into his grip before dragging my fingertips across the expanse of his back. “I’m game if you are.”

A wicked grin slid across his lips. “I’m a fire fae. Our sexual appetites are legendary.”

I found Aiden’s lips, and his tongue came alive in my mouth. I squeezed his body to mine before turning him over on his back and resting between his legs. I’d never wanted to make love to someone more than I did right now.

The door to my room suddenly rattled, and someone knocked on the door. “What the fuck are you doing in there?” Pierce asked. He banged on the door, trying to open it, but I’d had the foresight to lock it when we came in.

“Go away!” I called over my shoulder. Pierce was lucky I couldn’t see him right now, or he’d be made entirely of ice at the moment.

He snickered. “Well, hurry up and finish. We don’t have all damn day, you know? You’ve got to find us a way into Otherworld, and fast.”

I groaned and let my head fall against Aiden’s shoulder.

“I’ll be out in a minute,” I replied.

“Damn, bro,” he said, chuckling as his footsteps padded down the hall. “You need to work on your stamina.”

If Aiden hadn’t been holding me in his arms, I’d have leaped from the bed, thrown open the door, and made Jack Frost nip at Pierce’s balls.

“Don’t worry,” Aiden said, forcing my gaze to his. “I’m sure we’ll have more opportunities than this.”

He was right, and so was my brother. The sooner we went to Otherworld and dealt with the shadow weaver, the sooner Aiden and I could spend more time in bed together naked. “All right,” I said, lifting myself off Aiden. “I suppose we should get up and get dressed.”

I rose from the bed and searched the floor for the clothes I had haphazardly discarded.

“We don’t have to,” he said. “I don’t have a problem with nudity. It’s you and your prudish warlocks who seem to take issue with it.”

That was the first time my species has ever been called prudes, but maybe to the fae, who were far more liberal, that was exactly what we were. “If it was just you and me, I’d demand for us to remain clothes free, but with my father and brothers in the house”—I shivered—“that’s just a little too close for my taste.”

Aiden pulled the sweatpants I’d loaned him back on. I couldn’t stop the frown that bent my lower lip when the sight of his gorgeous cock was once again hidden from sight.

“Don’t forget Ben.”

“Who?” I asked, not really paying attention to what he was saying. I was too busy remembering the weight of his warm cock in my mouth.

Aiden laughed and waved his finger at me as if he knew what I was thinking. “Focus, Thaddeus.”

I stuck out my tongue at him before putting on my shirt. When was the last time I’d done anything that juvenile? “What were you saying?”

He scooped up my underwear and pants from the floor and padded over to where I stood. “I said you forgot about Ben.”

I took the blue briefs from Aiden and pulled them on. I had forgotten about him, which was strange. Every time I was around him, he seemed to occupy more and more of my thoughts. Apparently not anymore. The last I remembered was Pierce taking him upstairs to the guest room while I researched in the library.

“Ben’s a big boy,” I replied. “He can take care of himself.”

Aiden stood there in silence as I pulled up my pants, a look of confusion played across his expression.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong,” he said with a wave of his hand. “I just hope I haven’t come between you and Ben. It’s obvious that he likes you, and I know warlocks aren’t as fluid with their emotions as the fae.”

That was the understatement of the century. My kind tended to have only two emotions—anger and lust.

“Ben and I had a one-time thing,” I said. I glanced at myself in the mirror, making sure I was somewhat presentable. “There’s nothing more between us.”

He darted his eyes away, skeptical. “Perhaps not for you.”

Aiden definitely had Ben pegged.

I took his hands in mine and pulled him into a kiss. For a fire fae with fluid relationships, he sounded a bit possessive. “Are you jealous?” I asked with a playful waggle of my eyebrows.

Aiden started as if I’d just slapped him. “What? No.” His eyes darted back and forth, as if he were unsure if that was the right answer or not.

I chuckled before molding my lips to his once again. The fervor of the kiss and the way he held me indicated that perhaps he was after all.

I CONTINUED
my search through the Grimoire for the spell.

While I researched, the others were busily accomplishing the tasks I’d given them.

My father and brothers went into the family’s ceremonial room, retrieving athames they would then spell. While we typically relied on our magic in fights, the daggers would add another level of offense that would catch our enemies off guard.

Drake and Ben were outside collecting stakes from the wooden fence out back. We’d need them in case we ran into another vampyre. Pierce didn’t believe we’d run into any, but I wasn’t so sure. There were too many unknown variables as it was, and we needed to be prepared for as many as possible.

Ben had surprisingly gone along with my suggestion to work out back with Drake. Ever since Aiden and I had come downstairs, he’d been withdrawn and sullen.

That wasn’t anything I could control. I’d been attempting to control too much in my life already. It was time for me to let things simply be. I did feel bad for Ben, but the sooner he accepted that nothing was going to happen between us, the better it would be for everyone.

As for Aiden, he was attempting to do reconnaissance. He sat cross-legged in the backyard, completely impervious to the brisk weather that had settled over Massachusetts. He was using his fae magic to pierce the boundary separating our worlds. We needed to know exactly what we were getting ourselves into, and he was our only chance of getting that information if his senses could pierce the veil. It was a long shot. Since it was likely the shadow weaver was manipulating the energies on the other side, the chance of Aiden’s success was minimal.

But we had to give it a try, especially since it became obvious I wasn’t able to focus with him within arm’s reach.

Truth be told, part of me wanted to chuck all this and start living the life I hadn’t really been living before. I was so determined to separate myself from my emotions that now that I had finally embraced them, waiting a second longer didn’t seem right.

But then again, neither did standing idly by and letting the shadow weaver follow through with his plans in Otherworld. We’d find out what they were and put a stop to them. When we were done, Aiden was all mine.

“I see you’re finally alone.”

I turned to find Ben leaning against the open door. He gazed at me with the same half grin he gave me when I’d finally let him into my dorm room. He was an attractive warlock, and if I hadn’t felt the way I did about Aiden, we might have had a shot. Then again, it was Aiden who’d reminded me my heart was more than just an organ that kept me alive.

Ben hadn’t stood a chance.

“You all done?” I asked.

He nodded and closed the door behind him. “Drake’s taking point on making sure the stakes are extra sharp. Since he’s killed one and all, he seems to think he’s the expert in all things vampyre.”

I smiled, but it was more for his benefit than any true amusement. We needed to have a talk. I just didn’t know how to begin.

After a few moments of silence, he crossed to the chair beside me and sat down. “We should probably talk, huh?” He sat forward and gazed at the floor.

“Ben, I—”

“Can I go first?” he asked.

I nodded and turned to give him my full attention.

“I’m not blind. I can see what’s happening between you and Aiden,” he cracked his knuckles and grinned. “But I’m not going to throw in the towel just yet.”

“Ben—”

“You and I have a connection,” he said. He scooted the chair closer and placed his hand on my knee. I responded to his touch. My head swam, and my cock twitched. This wasn’t right. If I wanted Aiden so much, why were my hormones kicking into overdrive for Ben? “I know you feel it. I can see it when I touch you. When I’m near you.” He leaned closer, inhaling the air around me.

I pushed him back and stood up. “Ben, this isn’t going to happen.”

“But it can,” he said, standing in front of me. The intensity of his eyes pushed down upon me like a weight suddenly lowering on my chest. I was having difficulty drawing breath. “I’m not saying you can’t explore whatever you might feel for Aiden. Just explore what you feel for me too.”

Could I really do that? Aiden had virtually said fire fae weren’t monogamous and had multiple partners. If that was the way he lived, why couldn’t I do the same thing? It was certainly logical.

Ben wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into him. I went slack in his embrace, unable to summon the will to fight him and the insistent desire his presence fueled within me.

An impish grin traveled along his lips as they drew closer to mine. I became lost in his persistent touch, in his alluring dark eyes, in the overwhelming copper scent that clung to the air around him. More than anything, even more than I’d previously wanted Aiden, I needed Ben to kiss me.