More Wicked Alphas, Wilder Nights: Sizzling Collection of Paranormal Romance (Wicked Alphas, Wild Nights Book 5) (24 page)

Her grin bared her own fangs.

“You don’t have to ask about that ei—.”

His mouth crashed onto hers, all but swallowing her last word. He stroked her lips with his tongue, her own tongue soon coming out to caress it and, he realized, taste her own blood. The thought turned everything crimson for a second. The desire to have her burned in his veins, flowing like the blood he’d taken from her. He fleetingly thought of picking her up and carrying her to their bed, or even to the sofa mere feet from where he stood, but something inside him protested that it would take too long.

She must have felt the same way; she grabbed his scrubs with both hands and, rather than pulling them over his head, tore them from him. The flimsy fabric yielded easily, baring his chest to her.

She broke off the kiss and, grinning, was about to say something when she took a look at his chest and sucked in a breath. Brett looked down at himself, only now remembering what he’d seen while getting dressed.

“Does it hurt?” Lisa asked, her fingers hovering above the curved scar on his lower stomach.

Brett shook his head.

“Not really. I mean, I felt it when you were against me, but it wasn’t pain. It feels mostly healed already.”

“It’ll scar,” she murmured, maybe more to herself than to him. “It happened before you were turned, so it won’t go away completely.”

Her throat moved as she swallowed hard before adding even more quietly, “We almost lost you today.”

Cupping her face, he made her look up again.

“It’s not how we’d planned it,” he said, “but we’re still together. That’s what matters, right?”

At the moment he asked it, he realized how much he needed to hear her confirm it. They’d never decided who, of her and Leo, would be his Sire, but the choices they would have made together had been taken from them. Did it change anything?

“Nothing matters other than that,” she said, and kissed him again.

The fire that had momentarily cooled down flared again through Brett, consuming his mind but for one thought: he needed to take her, and take her now.

His hands dropped to the fastenings of her leather pants. He made short work of the button and zipper, but he had to break away from the kiss and crouch in front of her to tug the pants down. He loved the way they molded her legs and ass, but wasn’t as fond of how difficult they were to remove.

With a grunt of annoyance, he finally guided them off her. Her panties followed, and, still crouching, he couldn’t help but press a quick kiss to the apex of her legs

But a quick kiss wasn’t enough, not when the smell of her desire enveloped him, as heady as incense…

Trimmed curls hid her sex, but, with an encouraging hum, she parted her legs a little, and he leaned forward and lapped between her legs. Lisa’s hands cupped the back of his head, simply resting there for a moment as he tasted the delicious nectar of her need. It wasn’t quite as wonderful as blood on his tongue, but it was close.

“Enough,” Lisa said, almost gasping the word. “I want your cock. Please.”

Brett was all too happy to oblige her.

Getting back to his feet, he tried to undo the tiny buttons of her blouse, but his hands shook too much. He gave her a look, and she just had time to say, “Don’t you dare,” before he’d tugged on the blouse, causing the buttons to pop off.

“Not
again
,” she protested, but the fire in her eyes still burned brightly.

“I’ll get you a new one,” he promised, resting his hands on her hips. “I’ll get you a dozen. I’ll—”

His promises were lost against her mouth as he kissed her again and guided her backwards. Two steps, and she was against the table. He hoisted her onto it, and she drew him between her legs, one of her hands already dropping to his cock.

Brett groaned as her fingers slipped inside his drawstring pants. She curled her hand around his hard dick and squeezed twice as she guided it out.

“Cut it out, or this is going to end much too fast,” he warned her.

She nipped at his chin playfully.

“You wouldn’t—”

The rest was lost in a moan when Brett pulled her to the very edge of the table so that the tip of his cock brushed against her folds. Holding his gaze, she guided him inside her, first with her hand, then by wrapping her legs around him and pressing him ever closer.

They’d been lovers for over ten years, he’d been in her body too many times to count, and still it felt like the first time all over again as her drenched pussy enveloped him.

“Lisa…”

His fingers tightened on her hips. He was afraid that, if he let go, he’d surrender all of his self-control.

“Take me,” she breathed against his mouth. “Come on, don’t make me ask again.”

His hips jerked forward in answer to her words, pushing him all the way inside her. She closed her eyes and leaned back a little, propping herself up with her hands behind her on the table. The change of angle was slight, but when Brett pulled back and thrust in again, they both moaned.

With each trust of Brett’s hips, the table bumped against the half-wall that separated the kitchen from the living room. It’d leave a mark on the drywall—the same mark they’d left behind the headboard in the bedroom—but Brett didn’t care one bit. How could he care about such an insignificant thing when Lisa’s moans were urging him on; when her eyes dared him to take her faster, harder; when her body yielded so sweetly to each push of his own inside her?

Her breasts bounced in the confines of her lacy bra, and he tried to lower his face to them, but doing so he almost slipped out of her.

“No!” Lisa protested, her legs clenching around him to pull him closer again.

Brett growled, his frustration only fueling his thrusting further.

“Aww, you didn’t wait for me. I’m hurt.”

Without pausing or slowing down, Brett looked up to see Leo enter the apartment and come toward them. He pretended to pout, but the slightest curve at the corners of his lips betrayed that he wasn’t upset—or even surprised. Standing on the other side of the half-wall, he looked on with hungry, gleaming eyes.

Tilting her head back to look at him upside down, Lisa said in a strangled voice, “Not going to join in?”

He affected a thoughtful expression.

“Hmm, I’m not sure. You seem to be doing fine without me. What do you think, Brett?”

Several seconds passed, marked with the rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh, before Brett managed to form words.

“I think… Her breasts… You should…”

His near-incoherence caused Leo to chuckle, but he seemed to get what Brett couldn’t properly articulate. Rounding the wall and entering the kitchen, he tugged his t-shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor with the rest of their clothes before climbing onto the table behind Lisa. Without disrupting Brett’s rhythm, he settled against Lisa’s back, his legs on either side of hers, dangling over the edge of the table.

No longer needing to support herself, Lisa leaned back against his chest and raised both hands to Brett’s shoulders, clutching them hard enough that he felt the pinpricks of her nails digging into his skin.

Leo held Brett’s gaze as he reached around Lisa with both hands and tugged her bra down, freeing her beautiful breasts.

“Is this what you wanted?” he asked, his lips brushing against Lisa’s ear with each word.

Brett grunted. He felt like fire was shooting through his veins, propelling him closer and closer to his release.

“Touch her,” he demanded, more harshly than he meant to, as his own hands slid down to cup Lisa’s ass and raise her an inch higher, changing the angle so that Brett could slide deeper, his cock brushing against her most sensitive area with each thrust.

Lisa’s eyelids had fallen to half-mast, but they opened wide again when Leo caressed her breasts with his fingertips, circling her nipples without touching them.

“Like this?” Leo asked in his most innocent voice.

Brett didn’t know whether to laugh or growl. What came out of his throat sounded like a strange mix of both.

“Or like this?”

With Leo’s last words, he finally touched her nipples, pinching each between thumb and forefinger. Lisa jerked in between them, a cry torn from her throat that zinged straight to Brett’s cock and balls. He twisted his hips in reply, pulling a second cry from her.

She let go of Brett and covered Leo’s hands with hers instead—to stop him or encourage him, Brett couldn’t have said. Her breasts were very sensitive, but she loved when they played with her nipples. Just the thought of closing his mouth over one tight little bundle of nerves made Brett salivate, and his fangs weren’t far from coming out again.

“You bit her,” Leo said, as though following Brett’s train of thought. “How was it?”

By now, Brett’s body was moving on its own, following instinct, need, and the knowledge of how to bring Lisa to shattering pleasure. He tried to find words to answer Leo’s question, but nothing came to mind. When he thought of biting her, of her blood flooding his mouth and sliding down his throat, all he wanted was to do it again, to take her blood, give her his—and do the same with Leo, too.

He closed his eyes and shook his head, unable to reply and unwilling to give in quite yet to the pleasure that threatened to take him over. Judging from Leo’s chuckle, he understood what Brett couldn’t say.

When Brett opened his eyes again, another flash of need coursed through him when he saw that Leo’s right hand, still covered by Lisa’s, was now at the apex of her legs, rubbing her clit in fast circles, while his left one continued to tease her nipples, one after the other.

“Oh God,” Brett gasped. “I can’t… I need…”

His vision was turning red, and he could feel pleasure coil inside him, white-hot, ready to burn him to cinders from the inside out. He only needed a small push, but he was caught on the edge, wanting to come badly enough that he could have sobbed, yet unwilling to fall before giving pleasure to Lisa first.

She seemed to know; she always did.

Her legs locked tight around him, keeping his cock deep inside her, while she threw both arms around his neck. She half drew him down to her, half raised herself toward him with Leo’s support, and it felt like the most natural thing in the world to press his mouth to her neck and reopen the marks where he’d bitten her earlier.

She shuddered against him, pleasure taking her as he started to pull on her blood. At her second shudder, Brett instinctively knew that Leo was biting her on the other side. He barely had time to wonder if they might take too much blood from her before the flavor and strength of her blood hit his tongue and triggered his orgasm. Thunder roared in his ears, lightning filled every inch of his body, and the entire world disappeared into blissful oblivion—the entire world, except for his lovers.

A few seconds—or was it full hours?—passed, and Brett could have sworn his heart had started beating again. He’d stopped pulling on Lisa’s blood, but the taste lingered on his tongue, and his mouth remained on her neck.

“All right,” Leo said in a strangely strangled voice, “that was… Wow. And I didn’t even take my pants off.”

Between them, Lisa chuckled soundlessly. Her legs dropped from around Brett’s waist, and he slipped out of her, transforming her chuckle to a sound of loss. With some effort, given that his knees felt like they were made of jelly, Brett straightened and looked at them both, nestled against each other, the same fire burning in their eyes as they looked at him. The same feelings, too.

“I love you,” he blurted out, the words coming out of him before he even knew he wanted to say them.

Both their gazes softened, and if only Leo repeated the words, they were inscribed in Lisa’s movements when she took Brett’s left hand and brushed a kiss to the ring she and Leo had put on his hand mere hours ago.

“Shower,” Leo said decisively, picking up Lisa in his arms before sliding off the table. “You still smell like the hospital. Then bed. I want a turn, but I don’t think the table can take much more of this.”

He grinned at Brett as he passed by him. Brett grinned back, sheer happiness combining with his fading pleasure as he watched them. To think he’d almost lost them…

He shook his head. No, he didn’t want to think about that anymore. He was here, with them, and they now had forever to love each other.

“Coming?” Lisa called out over Leo’s shoulder, already disappearing into the bathroom.

Smiling, Brett hurried up and joined them.

Discover how a still human human Brett found a lover and partner in vampire Lisa and how she brought another vampire, Leo, in their relationship in the
On The Edge
series, starting with the novella
Before The Edge
. Available as ebooks and audiobooks.

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