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“It’s either that, or I lock you inside the
library like I usually do when I go get us some food.”

“You lock me in?”

He nodded. “Sure. Didn’t you notice?”

She’d probably been too busy wondering how he
would take her next. “No. Never mind that. So, as long as I’m working on it,
you’ll be with me.”

“Pretty much, yes.”

“Right. I guess I’m going to have to get used
to you.”

He snorted. “Excuse me?” He hooked his thumbs
under her bra and pulled, the material soon giving way. Her breasts popped out,
a growl emerging from his open mouth.

“You know what I mean,” she replied, her
hands finding the back of his head as he leaned down and took one nipple
between his teeth. He didn’t answer this time, and she concluded he’d agreed
with her request. She would decide when they had sex so she could focus on her
work the rest of the time. If she had a scratch to itch, so to speak, she’d
tell him. It would be a lot easier that way, right? Her nails dug into his scalp
when he bit on her nub, pain and pleasure rising inside her. “Drake!”

* * * *

He woke the next morning to find himself
achingly hard. It took him a few seconds to realize why. Someone’s mouth was
currently travelling all over his body, teasing and taunting with little licks
and delightful sucks. When said mouth opened and a tongue came out to play with
his sac, he moved and grabbed hold of handfuls of curls. “Jessica!”

She looked up and grinned. “Good morning.”

“Morning,” he mumbled back. “What are you doing?”

She laughed out right this time. “What do you
think?”

“What time is it?” He turned his head and
squinted at the clock on his bedstand. They’d had sex for hours the night
before, his body craving hers more and more until they’d finally collapsed in each
other’s arms. He couldn’t remember falling asleep but he must have if he was
already getting a wake-up call.

“Six. I know it’s early but I’m a morning
person. I’d like to get a crack at those last paragraphs, but I thought you’d
need a little help to get up. So…there ya go.” She winked and dove back down.

He grunted, his hips bucking when her lips
widened and she took him inside her mouth. God, she was something else all
right. He was so used of taking care of everything, for his First Man, for his
people, for everyone around him. How long had it been since someone had thought
of him? Had done something for him without asking for anything in return? He
couldn’t remember, and how sad was that?

He pushed the dark thoughts away and instead
focused on how she was making him feel. He tilted her head so he could watch
himself fuck her mouth, her lips wide as she let his cock slide deeper and
deeper into her throat. It didn’t take much more to make him come. His balls
drew tight, he opened his mouth to let her know but it was too late. He winced
but kept on watching as she drank him dry, amazed that she would do such a
thing. Semen leaked from the corner of her lips, the drops soon splashing on
the sheet underneath him.

She finally drew back and licked her lips
before moving to lie on her back beside him. “So, did you enjoy your wake-up
call?” She moved onto her elbow and smiled at him.

“It was amazing,” he truthfully replied,
pulling her to him so she could snuggle against his side.

He exhaled happily. Funny how having her
close like this could make his heart slow down. It was as if with just her
presence, his mind and body knew that everything was right in the world. She
brought peace and quiet to his otherwise manic life. He thought of the days to
come and smiled at the ceiling. She’d be busy with the final part of her
translation, but he’d make sure her nights would be free.

He’d have whole days to plan. He knew what he
needed to do now: he was going to seduce her so she’d never leave.

Ever.

Again.

Chapter Twelve

“Stand inside the Circle and repeat the
following words…”

Ambrotos (Translation by Jessica James)

Jessica looked up from her notepad and
frowned when she noticed what Drake was doing. “Need help?”

He grunted. “No.”

“Right, then.” She kept on watching however
as he struggled to get a mattress through the library doors. It was a thick
padded one, and even if he was heavily muscled, it took him a good ten minutes
to get it inside.

“Hell.” He pushed the mattress against the
nearest wall and wiped his brow. “This thing sure is heavier than it looks.”

“What are you doing?” she couldn’t help but
ask. She nearly stood up to go to him then remembered she was supposed to be
working.
Dang
.

“I thought this place needed a little
redecoration.”

“So, you bought a mattress?”

“Yes. And a few other things too. Don’t worry
about me. I know what I’m doing.”

She took this to mean he’d show her his
purchases later. Taking the hint, she blew him a kiss and grabbed her
dictionary, wondering whether that last word finished with –os or –on. The
parchment was so old it wasn’t very clear but logically it had to be the first
option.

* * * *

It was a good hour later when she looked up
again. She blinked at the surreal décor that had suddenly popped up around her.
“Drake?” she asked, craning her neck.
Where the hell was he?

“I’m here, honey.” He appeared in a corner of
the room as if by magic. “Are you ready for a break?”

“Yeah.” She stood up and stretched her arms
over her head, feeling her vertebrae crack at the movement. “Ouch.”

“You okay?” Drake came to stand behind her,
his palms finding her nape. “Want a massage?”

“Oh. Could I?”

He laughed at her eager tone. “Sure. Come,
I’ll show you what I’ve done first.” He grabbed her hand and led her toward the
back of the room. “What do you think?”

She blinked, but no, the image did remain
when she opened her eyes once again. “Wow.”

He laughed. “Like it?”

“It’s… It’s amazing, Drake.”

“I know.” He sounded so proud of himself she
couldn’t help but grin. “That way, every time you need a break, you can come
here and rest.”

“Rest, huh?” She sent him a quick look.

“Well, you know what I mean.”

She laughed. “Oh, I’m sure I do.” Unable to
resist this new playful Guardian, she looped her arms around his neck and
pulled his head down for a kiss. He groaned into her mouth and pulled her tight
against his body, letting her know he was ready.
Like that was news!
She
thought with a gleeful thrust of her hips.

He made her lie down on the silk-covered
mattress, a sigh escaping her parted lips when he divested her of her top and
bra with gentle fingers. The sheet was cool underneath her, her nipples
crinkling from a combination of her cold surroundings and his caresses. He was
true to his word, massaging her achy muscles, from her nape to the rounded slope
of her ass.

She groaned when he took the rest of her
clothes off, demanding in a husky voice that he got naked too. He chuckled,
surprising her when he did as ordered and came to kneel down beside her minutes
later.

“Lie still. I’m not finished,” he promised
then.

She tensed but he only moved between her
legs, his warm palms moving back to where they’d stopped off. Hardened
fingertips pressed into the soft flesh of her butt. It felt odd but
exhilarating at the same time. He stretched out her skin this way and that,
even going as far as separating her cheeks and holding them apart for long
seconds. “Drake?” she couldn’t help but ask.

“Yes, baby?”

“What are you doing?”

“Admiring you.”

She blinked and struggled to hold herself up
onto one elbow. She turned her head. “What?”

“Have you ever been taken here?” he asked
just as his thumb started circling her rose.

She jerked against the mattress and it took
her a moment to get herself back under control. “N-no?”

“Never? Has anyone touched you like this?” He
pressed the pad of his finger inward.

“No.” She shifted a bit, unsure whether she
liked this new caress or not. “Do you want to…to try it?”

She heard him move and moaned when he pressed
a soft kiss on her lower back. His bristling jaw tickled when he answered,
“Yes. I want to be your first. But don’t worry, honey, I’ll make sure you’re
ready first. It can be very good for women, but only if you’re prepped and
already aroused.”

“Now?” Her voice was shaky.

He nipped the curve of her right hip. “No.
Not today, but we can play a little if you’re okay with it.”

She thought about it then realized it wasn’t
even a question. She’d always wondered how it would feel and he was offering it
to her. He obviously knew what he was talking about, so who better than him to
introduce her to this new act? She licked her lips, exhaled loudly and said,
“Yes. Please?”

“Mmm,” he growled. “You’re so fucking sexy,
Jessica.”

She moved so she was holding herself up on
her elbows and watched as he stood back up and went to a nearby console. It was
new, or rather it hadn’t been there before. He opened it and drew a large black
box out. She kept on watching as he settled it on her desk and rummaged through
it, his naked ass so tempting she nearly leaned up and took a bite. Laughing at
her own thoughts, she missed his next move but she couldn’t miss the toys that
were suddenly in front of her face. “What?”

“Let’s start your education, shall we?” He
sat down beside her, the mattress dipping on her left at his weight, nearly
sending her tumbling into him. She moved to lie on her side, her eyes never
leaving him and the items he’d brought out of the box.

It didn’t seem to bother him that he was
sitting there naked, with his cock pointing at the sky and already leaking
precome. She tried to ignore it to focus on him and what he was saying instead.

“I’m only going to play with your ass today.
I need to get you used to being touched there, to having something in there
too, so it won’t be so strange when I take you later. Okay?” She nodded. “As
you can see, I have several plugs. I’ll start with the smallest one and as soon
as you get used to it, maybe even like it, I’ll switch up. How does that sound
so far?”

She licked her lips once more. “Intriguing.”

He laughed. “Really?”

“Yes. I… It’s always been one of my
fantasies.”

* * * *

He grinned at her admission. It wouldn’t do
to let her know he’d already heard her say so in her inner thoughts. She hadn’t
guessed yet he could listen to her in such a way, and it was too pleasant to be
able to do so without her knowing he could. He’d always shared this power with
his fellow Immortals, men like his First Man who was stronger and who could
read him from blocks away. It was an interesting experience to listen in and
learn all the ways to make her tick. It made their relationship that much more
vibrant, he thought.

“Drake?”

“Yes, honey?”

“Can we start now?”

He laughed out loud this time around. “Oh,
but I intend to.”

He pushed on her lower back so she was once
more lying down, her legs spread out, her lovely curves calling out to him. He
stared at her ass, the one he couldn’t wait to play with, and hoped his control
would hold. He wanted nothing more than to pound into her, fuck her until she
screamed and he bathed her with his seed. Not now though, not when he had a
much bigger plan to accomplish.

Chapter Thirteen

“Because you are Mine and because I am
Yours…”

Ambrotos (Translation by Jessica James)

He could hear the whispers in his mind,
taunting him with their eagerness to discover what was wrong with him, why he
was behaving in such an extravagant and altogether different way. He’d always
been feared by his fellow Immortals, his status of Guardian both revered and
distrusted. He knew too much, about everything and everyone, and they’d never
forget it. But now that he was openly showing Jessica around, they thought he’d
gone mad. Maybe he had for that matter, he thought as he pressed his hand on
her lower back and pushed her in front of him.

But he was still their Guardian. His gaze
stark, he made a point of catching each and every one of the patrons’ eyes.
They looked elsewhere, all but one. Spotting John sitting at a corner booth, he
knew his day was going to go to hell...real fast.

His grip tightening on Jessica’s hip, he put
himself between her and the would-be insurgent, his protective instincts going
on overdrive when he spotted the interest in the other man’s gaze.