Rising Dragons Omnibus (28 page)

“She’s there,” he said. Hallie’s pussy clenched around his fingers, her slick juices flowing wetter and hotter. “Does that turn you on?” he asked, surprised by her reaction. He remembered Hallie’s heightened state of arousal during the end of the ritual, particularly when both he and Kris were fucking her, but she’d never ventured a suggestion to invite anyone else to their bed since, and he only ever wanted her.

“Yes.” She moaned her answer against his neck as she undulated her hips, riding his thrusting fingers.

“Do you want her?”

“I want to watch you make her come. To watch your tongue do to her what it does to me.”

“I can’t use my real tongue on her,” he whispered. “She’s an employee—that doesn’t mean she knows what we are. She only knows we’re different, that working for us is a privilege. I’d have to mark her if I showed her the truth.”

“So don’t use that tongue. I don’t think she’ll complain.”

Sweet Mother, she was testing him, but in a good way. The thought of being filled with two women’s energy at once made his cock throb painfully.

“And where will you be while I’m pleasuring her?” he murmured.

“Right here,” she said, giving his cock a squeeze that nearly made him explode.

It took a moment after he hit the call button for Melody to appear again. She was even more flushed than before, her face and chest a bright pink that offset the smattering of freckles on her previously fair skin. Her up-swept red-blonde hair looked a little mussed, a wisp of it clinging to one cheek. Her lips parted in a soft O when she processed the haphazard state of their clothing, Hallie straddling him and his fingers still sunk deep in her pussy.

Melody licked her lips and faltered in her steps toward them. “Y-yes?” she asked.

Hallie was the one to answer, turning her head to look over her shoulder at the flight attendant. “Mr. Magnus has a fear of flying, Melody. Come help me distract him until we’re ready to land, will you?”

Kol’s eyes narrowed and he almost objected to Hallie’s assessment of his constitution where flying was concerned, but Melody’s sweet arousal grew even stronger at the invitation. The pretty flight attendant smiled and stepped closer, her eyes drifting to his cock where it was being thoroughly double-fisted by Hallie.

“Anything you’d like, sir?”

Her submissiveness was such a strong contrast to Hallie’s demanding persona he was uncertain how to react, bu
t it came to him quickly. Being in command was second nature to him everywhere but in the bedroom, but he could adapt.

“Are you wearing panties, Melody?” he asked. His voice came out gruffer than he intended, but that was only a side effect of Hallie’s relentless stroking of him. She subsided just slightly, and began to tease soft caresses along the underside of his cock with one knuckle waiting to see what he would do.

He didn’t think Melody could have gone redder, but she did. “No sir.”

Kol’s eyebrows shot up and his mouth began to water. “No? What, pray tell, has happened to them?”

Melody took a deep breath, seeming to gather her courage. The rise and fall of her chest caused her full breasts to press tighter against her blouse and he noted the top two buttons had come undone since he’d first seen her. With the inhalation, Kol could sense the rising swirl of magic around both her and Hallie. The tease of it drove him on.

“I took them off a few minutes ago, sir. They were too wet and uncomfortable.”

Hallie leaned in and whispered in his ear a question he almost couldn’t bring himself to ask out loud, but did, just to see if Hallie’s pussy would clench around his fingers like it had earlier.

“Were you rubbing your clit thinking about my dick, Melody?”

Hallie shivered against him, her muscles clamping down hard on his fingers.

“Yes sir.”

“Why don’t you show me what you were doing?” he asked, catching the rhythm of the game after Hallie’s prompting. His mind spun with the introduction to this side of his mate. Adventurous, curious. He’d known that about Hallie but hadn’t truly explored the possibilities.

Melody nodded and leaned over to tug the hem of her snug skirt up her thighs.

“Why not just take that off for now. It’ll just get in your way.”

“Yes sir,” Melody breathed. She reached behind and unzipped the skirt, then let it fall to the floor. Beneath, she still wore a sheer silk slip that clung to her round hips. “Should I take off the rest, Mr. Magnus?”

The sound of his name said in that perfectly deferential and entirely sensual way seemed to awaken something deep inside. He’d never lorded over his employees and had it on good authority that they thought he was a fair employer, though the members of the company’s board considered him too soft. Hallie owned him, body and soul, in and out of their bedroom. He’d never felt weak or impotent in his life, except for the day he was sent into hibernation. But this moment felt different. Now he realized he’d had no idea what true power really meant. Now that he understood, he loved it.

Kol closed his eyes and took a deep breath, held it in and exhaled. He removed his fingers from Hallie’s pussy and rested his hand atop her thigh. She’d apparently become so enthralled with what was transpiring with Melody that she didn’t object to his lack of attention to her. She released him and slid forward on his lap, adjusting herself so her slick heat rested just at the base of his shaft. The tiny nub of her clit throbbed against him, a delicious reminder that she was definitely still engaged in the encounter. His gaze was on Melody, but he was still acutely aware of every single movement of Hallie’s. She began unbuttoning his shirt, undressing him, and he complied silently while deciding what he would do with the lovely Melody.

“Take it all off,” he said.

She unbuttoned and shed her blouse, then pulled the slip off over her head and let it flutter to the floor. Her bra followed. Kol took her in, letting his gaze drift over her lush curves, the dark pink of her erect nipples, the narrow trimmed golden triangle between her thighs that pointed to a peek of her glistening clit he was sure must be throbbing and ready for his tongue. She stood still, waiting and expectant.

“Now show me,” he said. “Show me how you touched yourself.”

Melody swiveled the seat across the narrow aisle to face him and sat gingerly. One hand went to her breast, fingers tugging at her nipple. Her eyelids fluttered closed as her other hand slid up her inner thigh and she spread her knees, giving him a view of her glistening snatch. The swirl of magic strengthened around her, tangling with Hallie’s familiar energy in the air between them. He was dimly aware of Hallie leaving his lap and kneeling before him, urging him to lift his hips so she could tug his pants off. Once he was naked, he swiveled his seat to face the aisle and hit the button that would lock it in place.

Melody leaned back in her seat, thighs wide apart, her toes the only parts of her feet touching the floor. Two fingers swirled in tiny circles over her clit, the engorged folds of her pussy glistened wetly with the flow of her juices.

“Stop before you come,” Kol said in a commanding voice.

Melody jerked, startled out of her rapturous state. She drew her fingers away abruptly and nodded, sitting forward again. “What would you like, sir?”

“I’d like to taste you when you come. To have my tongue on that pretty clit of yours.”

Hallie had moved out of his line of vision, but he was aware of her just behind him. He heard the zipper of her dress descend, then her lips were at his ear whispering again, this time to let him know the chair could recline flat. The genius of modern technology, he thought, and nodded to her. He sat forward and let her lower the seat. He glanced back at her and their eyes met briefly. The eager look in her eyes urged him on. She bent and kissed him once, letting their tongues tangle languorously for just a moment before pulling away.

Kol lay back. “Come let me taste you now,” he said, raising his head enough to look at Melody. She rose, and walked the few steps to him. Her knee pressed against the top of his shoulder, warm and soft, as she climbed onto the seat, delicately positioning herself over his face. The scent of her inundated him, her juicy center poised above his lips. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and lifted his head enough to dart his tongue out for a taste, targeting the tip of her clit with precision.

Melody gasped and shifted her weight, leaning forward to brace her hands on his stomach and lower herself at his urging. The sweet tang of her flooded his mouth when he slipped his tongue deeper. Her soft moans were drowned out by his own rough groan when he felt Hallie resume her attention on his cock, first with her mouth, then only her hands.

His feet still rested flat against the floor so Hallie had to be kneeling between his thighs. Her masterful tongue slid up his length then back down, up again to swirl around his throbbing tip and suck it into her mouth. The soft swell of her breasts pressed against his inner thighs, hard nipples tickling his balls. The tickling rose higher, the length of his cock embraced by both silken orbs as she slid up along his hard length where it rested against his belly. Sweet Mother, he’d never felt anything quite so exquisite as her breasts embracing him that way. She kept sliding higher, then her warm touch left him.

Melody paused her undulations over his mouth and he looked through the gap between her thighs down his torso, trying to catch a glimpse of what he was missing beyond his limited field of vision. All he could see were Hallie’s thighs spread and her dripping pussy about an inch too far away from his cock while she leaned in and slid her hands along Melody’s sides. He’d never wished to have a mental link with her as much as he did now, but abandoned the fruitless thought in favor of returning to the task at hand. Melody’s clit pulsed against his tongue and she whimpered. He heard a sigh and the sudden, familiar heat of Hallie’s sweet sheathe finally engulfed him in one long, excruciating stroke. He bucked against her, nearly coming right there from the long needed attention, but succeeded in holding back. The denser swirl of the women’s energy signaled that it wouldn’t be long now.

He found a rhythm between his tongue on Melody’s pussy and fingers deep inside her, and his hips steadily rising in sharp thrusts to meet Hallie’s fucking. Hallie’s cries began to grow harsher and louder, her clenching muscles tighter until he couldn’t stand it. He gripped Melody’s ass with both hands and urged her down, burying his tongue deep in her clenching channel and moving his fingers to her clit. He threw caution to the wind and unfurled his true tongue, just hoping she was as far gone with pleasure as he was.

Melody’s hips bucked and she let out a long, breathy cry that was joined a second later by Hallie’s slightly rougher voice. The rush of their simultaneous releases burst through him like a torrent. He clutched at Melody’s ass and groaned loudly against her pulsing flesh as the hot streams of his seed shot into Hallie’s spasming core.

Their urgent undulations slowed. Melody quivered above him, raising her hips and leaning forward. He raised his head to look past her thigh. Hallie’s arms were wrapped around Melody in a tender embrace. Melody clutched at Hallie, her head resting on Hallie’s shoulder, Hallie’s cheek resting against the top. It was a sweet gesture that made him smile.

Hallie saw him looking and smiled back, a twinkle in her eyes.

He let his head fall back and sighed in sated contentment. For once, Kol had no breath to spare for words, but there were no words for what had just happened. All he knew was it definitely wouldn’t be the last time.

Breath of Love: Chapter 3

T
he change in Kol’s bearing was subtle yet evident to Hallie. Since she’d awakened him, he’d always had a slight air of uncertainty, as though worried about making wrong decisions. He was an excellent leader, but in spite of every effort he took to run his company well, to oversee his obligations to his race, she got the impression he believed he could do better.

When they stepped off the plane in Boston, after cleaning up and taking a brief nap, she was certain that last vestige of self-doubt had disappeared. The tiny crease between his eyebrows had smoothed for the first time. The look in his eyes had grown a little more calculating and confident. The set of his shoulders straighter. He was already an imposing man at his size, but now he fairly exuded the raw power and intellect she knew he possessed but had tried to hide to avoid overly intimidating people. This new version of him excited her, but there was an underlying sense of rage that she began to sense and wondered where it had originated.

They walked across the tarmac to the waiting car and he rested one hand possessively at her hip. It wasn’t an uncommon gesture for him, but her mark tingled in an unusual way, the heat of it a persistent reminder that she belonged to him and he to her. She shifted closer to him, an almost imperceptible force pulling her.

“You feel different,” she commented, once they were seated and the car began moving, its driver taking them out of the city to the Rosencrans estate.

“I do,” he agreed. “Why do you think that is?” He gave her a sly look accompanied by a knowing smirk.

Hallie laughed. “I think you learned how much you love bossing people around. It actually turns you on, but you felt guilty about it before. How close am I?”

The smirk only grew wider and he leaned in to kiss her. The kiss was as sensuous as always, but the soft bite he gave her lower lip at the end sent a jolt straight between her legs and answered her question unequivocally.

The drive was long and scenic, and Hallie let herself relax and enjoy the passing landscape out her window. Kol’s hand never left hers, holding gently and stroking the center of her palm with his thumb.

It had been an entirely impulsive action, suggesting they invite the flight attendant into their fun. It had only partly been about distracting Kol from his predicament. Absolving her own guilt over making him fly that way was the bigger motivation. She’d talked to Erika and Camille about their experiences since returning to the real world with their mates, and both her friends had extolled the pleasure of opening up their beds to other willing partners. The diversity of energy their mates absorbed had a more rejuvenating effect on all of them as a result. She had to admit she did feel rejuvenated. Even though they’d exhausted themselves during the flight, she still buzzed with the energy of the magic Kol had shared with her.

The change in Kol had been an unexpected yet pleasant surprise. The most surprising was that his attitude toward her hadn’t changed at all. But to the outside world, he was definitely more attuned and alert, less apprehensive. She wondered if it merely had to do with how he acclimated to the new world he’d awoken to, and what they’d done on the plane was the necessary push he had needed all along. His fresh demeanor was so subtle she doubted most would notice it, but she certainly had. In the process of seeking to please her, he seemed to have discovered an unexplored well of power.

The closer they got to their destination, the more intense he seemed, until Hallie began to worry that she might have created a monster during the last six hours. His expression grew tightly focused, his jaw clenching.

“Baby, what is it?” Hallie asked, alarmed by the shift in his mood.

Kol’s voice was dangerously low when he responded. “If Geva has compromised our chances at controlling the Verdanith…”

“You don’t even know that he’s done anything, Kol.”

“I’ve known him longer than you have. He always liked to manipulate the rest of the Court. Thinks of it as some grand game for his own amusement. I refuse to let him control this meeting. It’s crucial that he knows he has to answer to me.”

The determination in his eyes made it clear there was no arguing with him, and perhaps he was right. She’d spent enough time with the Red during and immediately after the ritual. Geva had a volatile personality when it came to interacting with any of the other dragons. It was almost as if he were inviting one of them to challenge him. If Kol believed he needed to be taken down a notch, she had to trust him.

The car pulled around the circular driveway of a massive, sprawling, Tudor-style mansion a little later and Kol jumped out before the driver could come around and open the door for him.

“Slow down!” she called after him, but he kept going, his long strides far out-pacing her until she had to run to catch up.

He didn’t knock before barreling through the front door of the house.

“Geva!” he bellowed.

Hallie stumbled through the door in time to see Erika walk in with Geva close on her heels.

“Well, just come right in, you two,” Erika said with a sardonic expression.

The massive Shadow loomed over Hallie’s friend, but Erika stood her ground. “You want to get out of my face, Magnus.”

“No,” Kol said, casting daggered looks between both Erika and Geva. “What you
want
is to explain how this slipped under your radar. In your own damned collection the entire time, and how did you not know about it? I want to see it.
Now.
”

Geva stepped forward fists clenched, a dangerous expression on his face. “Back up, Brother,” he said.

Kol shoved a pointed finger at him. “Her family’s been the keeper of the fragment the entire time. I hold you responsible, too.”

“Jesus Christ,” Erika said, shaking her head. “It’s safe, I promise. But I’m not taking you to it until you calm the fuck down.” She turned to Hallie, her expression immediately shifting to warm welcome. “Glad you guys could make it, sweetie. It’s so, so good to see you.”

Hallie gave her friend an apologetic expression and stepped in to accept Erika’s embrace. “Sorry about him,” she whispered. “He’s not quite himself today.”

“I’ll say,” Erika murmured back before they parted. In a louder voice, she beckoned them to a large, comfortable living room with a massive stone fireplace. Kol stalked in and began pacing. Geva leaned against the mantle with his arms crossed, scowling at Kol.

“I know I owe you all an explanation,” Erika began, rubbing her palms together. “Until Dimitri called with the results of Thea’s search, I honestly had no clue the thing had been under the care of my family this entire time. You see… my dad had secrets.” She gave Kol and Hallie an apologetic look. “I knew he kept things from me, but I was sure I’d discovered them all when I found his research notes on… well, on you guys. So, that’s all I cared about. Finding you.” She gave Geva a loving smile that made the large Red relax just a touch, but his tense posture went even more rigid when Kol stopped pacing to stand in front of Erika again.

“Who else knows you have it? You know the Twins can’t be trusted to keep the information to themselves. We need to do damage control before it gets back to the Council.”

“What the bloody hell are you talking about?” Geva interjected, finally getting involved. “Why the fuck do you care if it gets back to the Council? I thought that was the general idea!”

Kol stared hard at Geva, his jaw muscles clenching in a way Hallie had never seen. She’d never seen him even remotely angry before, his darker moods never close to as violent as he had seemed since just before exiting the car.

“It’s more complicated than that,
Brother
. If you cared one whit about the rest of the race, you might have an inkling what we’re trying to do.”

Geva stalked to Kol. He stuck his nose in the Shadow’s face. Even at well over six feet, Geva had to tilt his head up to look into Kol’s eyes. Through clenched teeth, Geva said, “Why don’t you tell me how lacking I am,
Shadow
. Which one of us broke the bigger law, eh?”

“You’re a fucking fool if you think all this boils down to is who broke which law. There are laws that should not even
exist
now. We can’t even
fuck
without worrying about breaking a law. Having that fragment in our control gives us the upper hand, but if the Council knows about it, we lose that advantage.”

“And what the fuck do you think the answer to all our fertility issues is going to do to make them change that?” Geva asked. He shot a sidelong look to Erika and Hallie’s hackles went up at the tiny shake of her friend’s head.

“You know it’s more powerful than that. Don’t you think the Council knows that, too? They’re only appeasing us so they can regain control of it in its entirety. Once that happens, our cause might as well be lost. We can’t let them have the last fragment until they agree to our terms.”

Geva laughed harshly. “And how do you propose to convince them? They control our entire lives. If we don’t kowtow to their laws, they exile us, enslave us, lock us away for centuries. We’ve been at their fucking mercy for thousands of years and you think
now
you have the solution to it all? Please,
please
tell me why you think
you’re
so special that you can convince them. Don’t you think our parents tried? I know my mother did, and failed.”

“I can’t convince them,” Kol said, his voice low and resolute, “but I have a free purebred—an Unbound—who can. Her very existence proves the laws are useless. We also have allies among the shackled Unbound at the Monastery, who will help.”

Geva’s reaction was so quick and fierce, Hallie almost didn’t see him move. She and Erika both cried out in alarm when he surged forward, slamming Kol against the fireplace. Geva’s horns glowed blood red on his head, his eyes flashing.

“Where is she! If you know where she is I demand you tell me, now!”

The women moved as a unit, Hallie reaching them first. “Just tell him, Kol. We should have already.”

“No,” Kol gritted out. “Her safety is too important. I couldn’t risk anyone else knowing she exists. Why the fuck this imbecile cares so much, I have no idea.” He gripped Geva’s hands and forcefully pried them off him. The large red wasn’t strong enough to resist.

“Tell me
where she is!
” Geva yelled as he was pushed back, the force of Kol’s breath as strong as his grip on Geva’s arms.

It was Erika’s turn to press the issue. She calmly rested a hand on Kol’s shoulder. “Kol, if you know something about this Unbound, please tell us. We have information that might be relevant, too, but not until you share.”

Without looking away from Geva’s enraged expression, Kol answered slowly and carefully. “Rafe found her a few mont
hs ago in San Diego. A Red named Rowan. But she ran. He and Roka have been tracking her ever since. They’re close to finding her, and once they do, we will have all the ammunition we need to force a change.”

Geva’s eyes blazed, the light in them casting Kol’s fair features in an orange glow. He roared incoherently at Kol, struggling against the Shadow’s grasp. Invisible hands seemed to hold the large Red in the places Kol’s hands weren’t holding, in spite of his struggling. The sight startled Hallie, and made her realize exactly how powerful her mate really was if he could hold a molten ball of anger in place so solidly with only his breath.

“Oh, Jesus,” Erika gasped. “Kol. That Unbound dragon… Are you sure that’s her name?”

“Positive. Rafe is in love with her. He will find her or die trying.”

“Kol…” Erika said cautiously. “Rowan is Geva’s sister. We planned to use the Verdanith to find her.”

Kol’s eyes blazed with fury aimed at Geva. “You have a sister? Is she Unbound, too? You fucking fool! Your duty is to come to me with this information! I can’t do my fucking job when idiots like you keep secrets!”

The two males degenerated into yelling then, mostly Geva spitting epithets in a not entirely recognizable language and Kol responding with cool ferocity. Hallie felt a nudge at her elbow and turned to Erika.

“Let’s get out of here, let these two burn out their rage. Hopefully in a few hours they’ll have figured things out.”

Hallie took a deep breath and nodded, grateful for an excuse to avoid the argument. She glanced over her shoulder once before they walked out the door, but Kol was too involved in defending his argument and spitting back accusations at Geva for not telling him the truth about his sister.

They took Erika’s Jeep back toward the City and Hallie relaxed, enjoying the wind blowing around her and the beautiful scenery sliding past yet again.

“So, a sister, huh?” she ventured, hoping Erika would be more level headed and trust her enough to share the details.

Erika let out an exaggerated sigh. “Yes. I considered trying to convince him to tell at least Kol, but you know Geva…believes everyone hates him except for Issa and he sure as hell wasn’t going to tell her considering who she’s mated to. We were hoping once the artifact is put together we could find some way to secretly use it to find out where she was. I had no idea there was so much controversy surrounding the damn thing.”

“Did he have any idea where she was? Rafe’s been chasing her down for months now. You should have seen him after he fell for her and she left. He was beside himself.”

“Not a clue, but Geva didn’t think she was in danger, considering his mother and Rowan’s father gave their lives to hide her.”

“Oh, God. No, I guess I might have trusted the magic, too. He couldn’t have known.”

“Well, now he knows,” Erika said. “Hopefully Kol can talk him down. I’ve always liked Kol, by the way.” She glanced in Hallie’s direction with a smile. “You seem happy.”

“Very.” Hallie grinned.

“Good. You’ll have to tell me everything. I’m kind of over talking about dragon politics for a little while.”

“Where are we going?” Hallie asked.

“You’ll see,” Erika said, smiling.

A few minutes later they turned down a busy Cambridge Street and Erika pulled into a spot at the curb outside a cafe. Hallie laughed out loud when she recognized the place where she’d convinced Erika to hire her for the expedition the year before.