Isis' Betrayal (13 page)

Anxiety rode him as he rushed from his house and climbed into his jeep. He was speeding down the road with the wind whipping through the broken windows. It was a chilling reminder of the power of his mate’s anger, but, on the flip side of the coin, her passion and fire unhinged him.

It didn’t take long before he pulled in and stopped at a huge, iron gate that was set into a thirty-foot, stone wall. He pressed the button on the square, black box that was at the entrance to the gate.

“May I help you?” asked a male with a friendly, Scottish accent.

“I’m Braeden Hall, here to meet my mate, Isis Rowan,” he replied.

“Aye, good timing. She and the others returned through the portal aboot fifteen minutes ago. Drive to the main residence, please,” instructed the disembodied voice.

Braeden drove through the gates and marveled at the feel of crossing the barrier, noting the sensation was far stronger than when he crossed Cele’s. He continued down a tree-lined drive to what looked more like a castle than a house. He parked under the portico and was greeted by a tall male with black hair and pale green eyes.

“Welcome to Zeum. I am Angus, the majordomo. Please let me know if I can help you in anyway,” the male said, greeting him as soon as he exited his vehicle.

“I will. Thank you. Right now, I’d like to see my mate.”

“Follow me.”

Braeden followed the majordomo through double-doors and into a large foyer. He heard voices, and before he could turn to ask Angus which way to go, his mate suddenly appeared in one of the hallways and ran to him, her bound, red hair flying behind her.

He grabbed her up roughly and held her close, kissing her with everything he had. When their lips meshed together, electricity sparked hotly between them. He stroked his tongue across her lips and she opened immediately. The feel of her tongue stroking against his was the most erotic feeling ever.

He was elated that they were both alive and soon his son would be rescued and they’d be free of Cele. And, none of it would have been possible without his little flame. A flood of emotion poured over him, enhancing their passionate kiss.

After several long minutes, he pulled back and leaned his forehead against hers. Just her being close was enough that the claws in his gut released their hold. “I love you so much, little flame. I cannot thank the Goddess enough for blessing me with the perfect mate.” He let the faith he had in her shine through.

“I love you, too, Braeden. I told them to finish planning how we will infiltrate Cele’s house and fill us in later. I knew you would be weak, and from your pale skin, I was right. We need you to be at the top of your game, baby. Follow me, I know where the guest rooms are,” she said, grabbing his hand and heading to the stairs.

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sis felt like she had been on a roller coaster. Her anger had been going up and down in drastic measures over the past few days and it was exhausting. She needed her mate as much as he needed her. He grounded her and made it easier to control the hatred for Cele that was sure to make her temper explode.

She glanced over and perused his body as they entered a guest room decorated in blue paisley. His broad shoulders filled the doorway before she pulled him inside and shut the door. He had muscles everywhere and she planned to burn the memory of each and every one in her mind, but right now, she wanted to trace each one with her tongue. Looking down, she saw that Braeden was hard and ready to take her.

“Undress me,” she ordered as she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He sucked in a breath when her hand touched the hot tip of his erection. She loved the sight of his long, thick shaft barely contained by the fabric.

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wickedly-sexy smile broke across his face. “First things first,” he reached back and pulled the band from her ponytail, freeing her long, red hair. Her eyes slipped closed as he ran his hands through the length. “I love your silky hair.”

H
e reached out and began to slip her top over her head. She shivered as cool air hit her stomach, making it clench with need. Her top hit the floor followed closely by her bra. He paused to appreciate her breasts. Her aching nipples brushed the inside of his palms as he cupped them in both hands. A moan escaped her as he lowered his head and sucked one nipple into his mouth while his fingers trailed fire down her torso. She wanted to shout her happiness when he finally unfastened her pants.

“No panties? You wicked, wicked witch,” he growled when he caught sight of her bare flesh and kissed her roughly.

“I couldn’t bear the friction. You enter my thoughts a hundred times a day, and my libido goes crazy.” Caught up in the excitement, he had her pants around her knees and then off in the next heartbeat. She was burning up and would ignite if he didn’t make love to her soon.

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mpatient, she gripped his cock through his boxers and squeezed him while she pushed his pants out of her way with her free hand. He hissed against her breast. “Fuck, baby. You need to stop that before I pound into you.”

“
Good. What are you waiting for?” She laughed as he wrapped one arm around her waist and picked her up. When he set her down, she realized he had walked them to the bedroom.

H
e laughed, and it was a truly, carefree sound that warmed her heart. She helped him shimmy out of his pants after he kicked off his boots. A dark thatch of curls surrounded his cock and she noticed his balls had drawn up tight. He was so well-endowed that the thought of having his length and thickness fill her had her instantly wet.

H
e knelt down and gently lifted her right foot to his shoulder, exposing her core to him completely. He ran his fingers through the nest of red curls at the juncture of her thighs. He looked up from under thick, dark lashes and his eyes were glowing brightly with his desire. “I am going to be selfish right now because I need this. I’m too hungry for a taste of you.”

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elfish? The male was crazy. She was the selfish one for allowing this to happen. She needed to make sure he had as much energy as possible for what was ahead of them, but her ability to think straight was lost to her as he spread her with his fingers and licked from her backside to her clit in one long, sensuous glide. His growl vibrated over her little bundle of flesh and the roughness of his tongue pressing on just the right spot had a volatile effect on her. He licked and sucked at her intimate flesh, driving her insane with need.

H
er heart galloped like wild horses in her chest. She was breathing so roughly she thought she may pass out from lack of oxygen. She palmed her own breasts and tugged at her erect nipples.

“You are every male’s wet-dream, little flame, but you belong to me.” The vibration from his words had her close to climax and every time his tongue connected with her clit, her body was overcome with pleasure. She shuddered, feeling her balance falter from how badly she trembled.

She reached down and steadied herself on his smooth, bald head and pressed harder against his mouth. He played her body like an expert and the moment he inserted a finger into her pussy, she exploded and came hard against his mouth. She screamed out and her legs gave way. Strong, sure limbs caught her and lowered her gently to the bed.

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e hovered above her, caging her with his body. He lowered his pelvis and settled his thick, jutting cock against her sensitive, feminine flesh. “I love you, Isis,” he murmured and kissed her deeply. She tasted herself on his lips and it inflamed her further.

“
I love you, too, Braeden,” she whispered as she cupped his face, loving the way his shadow beard scraped her palm. His answering smile was like a match to a wick that set off explosions of desire throughout her body. She had just had the most intense orgasm of her life and she was already aching for more of her male.

H
er legs spread further in invitation, a silent plea. His cock slid further into her slit and he chuckled. “What is it you want, mate?” The amusement and affection in his eyes was infectious. She smiled back, secure in the fact that he was holding nothing back and charging into this mating headlong. Her heart swelled with her soul right beside it. This was what she was made for.

“
You know what I want,” she breathed. His shaft was poised at her wet folds and she arched her back, trying to join them.

“
I will give you what we both want if you agree to mate me.” The doubt and fear in his blue eyes had her wanting to erase every shadow.

“
I will mate you, as soon as we get your son back,” she gasped as his cock parted her outer lips. Her responding flood of arousal eased the way for the nerve-laden head to breach her opening. The pleasure-pain as his thick member speared slowly into her was unlike anything she had ever imagined.

H
e moved inside her, withdrew then thrust back in so forcefully that she slid up on the bed. She wrapped her legs around his waist and met his vigorous thrusts. He kissed and sucked her nipples into his mouth.

“
Goddess, you are so wet and tight. Feel what you do to me?” he asked, never leaving her breast. She was beyond words and her eyes closed as her muscles squeezed his cock. She was close, and when his finger reached between their bodies and teased her engorged clit, that was all it took. She came hard and bit into his shoulder to keep from screaming.

H
e gathered her up and pulled her tightly against his chest as he meshed his lips with hers and kissed her deeply. He pounded into her, making her orgasm go on and on until he finally stiffened and thrust one last time, emptying his seed into her womb. She felt the heat of his release like a brand. He released her mouth and gazed down into her eyes, the golden glow of their bond surrounding them like a cocoon.

She didn’t want this moment to end, but she knew they needed to act fast or Cele may break through their seal on the diamond.

“
How can you be so sure Donovan is still here? If Cele is smart, she would have moved him to another location so I can’t get to him,” Braeden voiced his concerns. He had been relieved when they had left the guest room to discover that there was a larger group involved than he’d expected, and they had been arming themselves to leave. He had accepted a weapon from Dante, and within minutes, they had been ensconced in SUVs. Now, fifteen minutes later, they were outside Cele’s house. Despite the fact that they had been so quick to leave, he was chomping at the bit to get into the basement and make sure his son was safe.

Braeden glanced around the grounds where their group was huddled. The warriors and various council members had developed a good plan in their absence and their trust in his mate and her sisters was as strong as his. They were the only ones capable of breaking the sphere without harming Donovan, so he would go with Ronan and a few select others to protect them while they worked their magic.

He shifted from foot to foot, anxiously. The energy from making love to his mate bubbled through his veins, amplifying him to an all-new level of superb strength.

D
ante, the Cambion Lord, clapped him on the shoulder. “He’s in there. You know that I have a connection to every living cambion, and his presence in this home is an indicator she could not duplicate. I promise you, this is not a decoy.” Braeden nearly sagged in relief. He hadn’t realized how worried he had been about her moving his son, until that very moment.

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ander, the Vampire King, joined the conversation as he leaned against a large evergreen with one boot braced on the bark. “Cele is overconfident. She assumes that these witches willna report her wrong doing because they committed a crime by breaking into her house. Besides that, she has no idea the diamond was a set-up.”

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uvi turned her head to the Vampire King and crossed her arms over her chest. “You’re right. And, since she fell for our trap, hopefully she is inside right now trying to break through our seal.”

“
As badly as she has wanted our power, you can guarantee that she’s in that basement working on it. But, don’t you think she will realize that she has more to lose given that we know she went dark and can bring the elders against her?” Pema asked as she shifted her stance.

Z
ander, Dante and Evzen all shook their heads in response, but Evzen, the Guild Master, spoke first. “I have seen many sorcerers who have gone dark. She will see nothing wrong with what she has done. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have taken the stripling and used Braeden to do her bidding. Zander is right. She thinks she can control you three, unimaginable as that is. Now, cast your circle and invite the sorcerers in.” Braeden appreciated that the head of the sorcerers was as ready as he was to proceed with the mission.

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sis began wringing her hands and chewed on her lower lip, clearly nervous. Braeden wrapped her in his arms and briefly kissed the top of her head before stepping back. “You got this. Easy as pie. Peach pie,” he husked with a knowing smile. The tension left her body as she and her sisters quickly and efficiently cast their circles.