Burned In Shadows (Shadow Unit) (14 page)

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Ronin’s mouth was on fire and his chest hurt like hell. She was theirs, she was truly theirs. She hadn’t reacted to his blood like anyone else would that wasn’t his mate. She’d shuddered, she even moaned as he had half his cock shoved into her mouth, but she didn’t go crazy. She didn’t burn up from the overpowering orgasm that should have rocked her entire being. Instead, she continued to suck him. The moment he realized that she was theirs, his entire reason for existing unfolded. He’d found his peace, his reason for existing and the overabundance of something he wasn’t sure he was ready to admit. Something akin to loneliness swamped his psyche until he was flooded with the knowledge that solitude was a thing of the past.

Ronin opened her
saturated flesh with his fingers and continued to lick, thrust and suck the heated flesh between her legs. Her skin was free of hair and saturated with her juices as he continued to taste heaven. She tasted like fire and carnal bliss. She was a drug he would always be addicted to. He would gladly accept servitude if all he had to do was consume her for the rest of his life. He took her folds between his lips and sucked harder at the thought. Royce had long gotten up from his seat in the corner, and he could feel his brother’s desires, but he would have to wait. Right now Ronin needed to be inside her, he need to be so deep that he touched the pure heart of her soul.

Ronin stood and climbed the bed, he wasn’t a
wayward lover, knew he owed her at least two more orgasms before the night was over, and he planned to do just that. But not in the way he and his brother had discussed.

“Untie her.” Royce said as he came to stand next to the side of the bed. Belinda’s body was still shivering from the aftershocks of
her first orgasm, and Ronin made quick work of her cuffs and ropes, while Royce discarded them on the floor. His brother sat at the head of the bed and gently pulled Belinda into his arms. She was liquid and didn’t complain as he cradled her in his lap.

“That’s it?” Belinda asked sleepily. Ronin and Royce both chuckled at her remark.

“No, I’ve only started.” Ronin said as he crawled onto the bed at her feet. Royce was massaging her arms while he massaged her legs. When she started moaning, he rose above her and settled in between her thighs. Her eyes got large, and she tensed. He was big, he knew he was but in a minute that wasn’t going to matter much to both of them.

“Sweetheart,” Royce said as he massaged her arms. “I want you to
hold on to me okay. Just hold on.”

Ronin pulled her under him and together they positioned her for
perfect access. Royce was still at the head of the bed cradling the upper half of Belinda’s body while Ronin was poised over her, bracing his weight on his arms. He nudged her thighs further apart with his knees and positioned the head of his cock at her opening. This was the point of no return, that defining moment before all bets were off.

“Look at me Belinda.” Ronin stated softly. “Look at me Deva….
Look at me.” They watched each other with bated breath as he first slid just his head past her lips. Her body shook with each press and pull of his cock as he tried to work his way inside her. Royce continued to hold her, tried to soothe her with his words. “Easy sweetheart, let him take you there.”

Belinda whimpered as he slid in a little more, their eyes never leaving one another as
heat, began to race up his spine and settle behind his eyes. There were too many emotions in
her eyes,
and her pupils were wide. Myriads of thoughts filled her orbs, and he wanted to close his eyes. He didn’t want to see what he was seeing on her face, there were too many things she was saying that she was accusing him of as he slid a few inches deeper. She wasn’t sure if she could trust them, but had given in any way, her eyes said. She wasn’t ready to be hurt again, but had opened herself up as a result of their constant pushing. Each thought that flashed behind her eyes made him ache. He’d never hurt her and he would make sure that she trusted them with everything she was and more.

She clenched and unclenched around his cock, making the
breath leave his chest. She was burning him up from the inside, tearing him into pieces. She held his submission, his strength and his soul in the depths of her eyes, and as he slid all the way in he stopped. Everything around them, was nothing and everything all at once, they were suspended in a bubble of intangible emotions that he could not comprehend. Violet eyes locked with his in an eternal conversation that would always be the same. She wanted to know if any of this was real, whether or not they cared about her. Fuck yeah, he did. Words were being spoken, but nothing was said. Whether Royce could feel their connection as well, he didn’t know. But he did, and he was gone. So gone.

Chapter 14

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here was a sexual storm inside her body taking her by force and every piece of that storm centered on the man poised above her. Ronin. Something wild and beautiful had just happened between them. Whether it was the girth of his cock or the poetry of their connection Belinda wasn’t sure; he was inside her, not just with his long, thick shaft, but also with something that touched a deeper part of her. Taking someone else’s blood was considered sacred among all immortals. Each of their bloodletting was ritualistic and different in their own right, but this was something else. This was something stronger and more powerful than just two people connecting on a sexual level. Maybe he’d given it to her, because of its aphrodisiac properties, but the results hadn’t warranted the effects. Jes had described what had happened once Royce’s blood had flowed into her body as uncontrolled craziness. What she felt from Ronin was nothing that intense, but so much more. Jes never talked about a connection, she’d only spoken of the need to have sex and more sex with Royce. What she felt with Ronin was nothing like that. She was connected to him on a deeper level, her spirit was connected to his. Maybe it had everything to do with them not being able to read her.

Royce was still holding her, massaging her arms and kissing her neck while Ronin moved the barest of inches. She could feel each pulse, each throb of his shaft as he twitched inside her. They both groaned when she clenched
back. She wanted him to move, but he wouldn’t. Belinda turned her head and Royce was there kissing her, devouring her with his mouth. Two sets of hands caressed her heated flesh. She couldn’t think straight, she tried to reach up with her hands to pull Royce closer to her mouth when he grasped both her hands in one of his and firmly grabbed her chin with his other hand. He sternly shook his head no and then slowly kissed his way down her jaw to her shoulder nipping the sensitive skin there.

“Stay with us.” Ronin said again
, and she hadn’t left them, not really, she was fully aware of being utterly stuffed past capacity as he slowly retreated and slowly pushed back in. He worked her lower half and Royce was attending to her top. More juices spilled around Ronin’s length as her body relaxed. She was close as insurmountable pleasure threatened to take her over the edge again, when his body slowly began to move. She wanted him to move faster, harder, with deeper strokes.

“I’m right here with you.” Belinda whispered into his chest as he slid up and down her sweat soaked body. The sheets beneath her were
cool compared to the three of them. They were throwing off large amounts of heat and her back tingled where her bird lay. The claws that were wrapped around her waist flexed in time with each measured thrust of Ronin’s cock. Instinctively she squeezed, and he groaned. He still hadn’t lowered himself to her body, and she craved the connection. He would briefly touch her but would move back into position quickly as if being too close to her was too much for him.

She barely had time to complain when he stopped and sat up on his knees dragging her
body with him, keeping them connected at their center. He wasn’t moving fast enough, warmth started at the base of her spine and seemed to grow as he positioned her so that her thighs rested on his. His hands were wrapped tightly around her waist massaging her skin with heated strokes of his thumbs.

“Brother,” Ronin’s voice was a
guttural signal and then Royce was helping her to sit in his lap. He smoothed hot hands down her back, and where his fingers touched her tattoo, she felt it on her corresponding body parts. It made her body shiver and her clit swell even more from over stimulation. A spike of heat shot straight to her core when she fully seated herself on Ronin’s cock. This new position allowed him to go deeper.

“Wrap your arms around his neck baby,” Royce kissed the back of her neck and then used his lips to
place open mouth kisses in between her shoulder blades. The bed moved as Royce got up, but Ronin didn’t move, he held her tightly and gently kissed her forehead. It was such a simple gesture, but coming from Ronin was a tremendously big deal.

“I think… I think,” Belinda tried to
say.

“You think what?” Ronin asked against the shoulder he was showing lots of attention to. She felt the tips of his fangs
graze her skin and shudders began to travel the course of her body as she tried to adjust. Belinda lifted her face to meet his and what she saw took everything she ever knew about relationships to a whole new level.

Ronin’s eyes were shadowed by his dark beautiful lashes, and the
expression on his face was of complete and total adoration; his hand gently came up moving her hair that was plastered to her forehead to the side and gently he smoothed his fingers over her lips.

“You think what?” He asked again as he bent forward and captured her lips in a heated kiss. Finally! Whatever she’d been thinking, he’d kissed it from her memory
, and Belinda could do nothing but wrap her hands tighter around his neck, their bodies simultaneously moving to the rhythm of their tongues. His kiss sang through her veins as he continued to eat at her mouth. He was just as hungry for her as she was for him. She curled into his body and didn’t want to be separated.

“Hey, the two of you were supposed to wait for me.” Royce was back on the bed, the
heat of his chest at her back as they ignored him. Royce didn’t seem to mind, she could feel his hands sliding up her back and tangle into her hair. Then she was ripped from Ronin’s mouth and kissing Royce. Ronin continued to thrust into her. Everything was tortuously slow. Royce sucked on her lips, and she bit his, this time it was his blood that was coating her tongue and they both groaned as the kiss continued. She finally closed her eyes and let the sensations take over while the two of them worked her over the edge. The hand in her hair pulled tighter causing a rush of fire at her scalp that rushed through her body until it stopped at the center of where she was joined to Ronin. His hand slid between their sweat soaked bodies and then his fingers were there, helping her crash over into oblivion. She tore her lips away from Royce and screamed as her body convulsed. It felt like she was standing in a puddle of water as a thousand volts of electricity shot through her. Ronin continued to move, but now his movements were jerky and quick as he grabbed her waist and drove into her snarling his release.

She looked over and
down at Royce who was still sporting a very impressive erection, and her first thought was that he was now going to have his way with her but he looked at her and then down at his erection and laughed.

“No princess, I am not going to
work you over your first night…. Come here.”

Royce gently pulled her away from Ronin and
instantly she felt the loss when they were no longer connected. Ronin got up and went to the restroom while Royce held her in his arms. He gently caressed the backs of her arms and the front of her belly. She giggled when he kept dragging his fingers over a particularly sensitive spot.

“Stop that!” She laughed into his chest.

“Aaaahhh…. So you’re ticklish, beneficial to know.” He lightly kissed her nose and then Ronin was there with a warm wash cloth cleaning her off.

“You don’t have to do that you know.” She said to Ronin.

“Allow us to take care of you Deva, where we come from a man doesn’t leave his woman soiled with his lust.”

Such a
formal admission from him, but she wasn’t about to complain, the warmth from the cloth felt incredible. Royce was massaging her shoulders and her arms. Bells couldn’t keep her eyes open and the more she tried, the sleepier she became. Instead of fighting, she submitted and hoped her dreams recapped this moment.

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Belinda had fallen asleep as Royce massaged her. Her body snuggled up to his. He put his arms around her and just held on. Thank the Goddess! They’d found their other half. Royce squeezed her tighter to him and tried to relax on the bed. There were a million things he wanted to tell her, and the first one was going to be a long overdue apology. Damn, he was an ass’ ass. Not that any of that would matter, they still hadn’t tasted her blood, and that would come later, much later. He wanted to get this assignment over with before they truly claimed her. Jes hadn’t checked in, and so Royce figured now was as good a time as any. Before he tuned in to Jes’ thought, Royce looked over his shoulder at his brother who was now sitting at the table.

“Come and get in bed next to her, she needs both our warmth.”

“That’s more your style, not mine. I’m not the cuddling type.” Ronin answered back. He quickly got up and moved into the other room and turned on the television.

Royce knew his brother was just as scared as he was, if not more. They both had a lot to lose if things didn’t work out. Belinda snuggled deeper into his arms and Royce kissed the top of her head. Time to check in with his chameleon.

“
You there?”

“No.”

“I just wanted to check in with you one last time, you know mother hen will worry if I don’t check in with him.”

“Tell Dravaggio, everything is
fine, I just got out of training, and now we’re headed to some secret location. I’ll contact you the moment I know something.”

“Sure thing, just be careful.”

“Where is Royce and what have you done with my friend?”

Royce laughed and without giving too much information, explained that at the moment, he was currently snuggled up with the best looking bird on the planet.

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NO FREAKING WAY!”
Jes yelled into his head. He smiled and told her to get back to work and cut off communication.

Yes
freaking way, he was holding Bells, and he wasn’t about to let go. Not anytime soon. Royce hit the light on the bedside table and then pulled the covers over both of them and drifted off into sleep.