Ecstasy Unbound (The Guardians of the Realms Series) Page 11

  He took a deep inhale as he brought his arms to the side of his body. His hands flexed as he said, “Yeah, I got that the first time. Could you get to the part of why the hell you’re coming to me, and what you think I need to help you with? Especially since I should be exiling your hot little ass on sight, but trust me, it won’t be before I give us both what we need.” He growled out, arching one dark brow. Was it her imagination or was he breathing hard too?

  She’d known telepathing the Guardians would be a mistake. Coming straight to Uri was, in part, meant to keep the situation off balance. Placing the element of surprise on her side. Although, it seemed she was the one off kilter, and that was very bad.

  “Before I tell you, I want a blood oath from you that my brothers and I will not be sent to Tetartos. You know as well as I do that you need us here to help with the possessed.” She took a deep breath only to get assailed with that amazing dessert wine scent. Crap, the male was getting inside all of her senses. Her nipples were so tight they were no doubt showing through her bra and tank.

  There were many reasons she had for coming to Uri, all logical, not freaking hormonal… One was that he was the only Aletheia Guardian, so he was the only candidate for a blood oath. Something she doubted he would do, but it was worth a shot. If he consented, she and her brothers would be safe from exile. There was true power in Aletheia blood, in addition to their other fluids. Ugh, she wouldn’t think of the other fluids. Her mind didn’t need any images to go with the Intel they had gathered years ago. Did he really need to stand so close? She fought the urge to fan herself. She was burning up, but he didn’t look in any better shape, which gave her a small sense of satisfaction.

  He moved closer, inhaling her scent, his fists still clenched at his side. His muscles were pulled so tight they had to hurt. He ran a hand through the back of his hair, clearly agitated, “I don’t do blood oaths. If you’d like to get to the request for help I’d suggest getting there fast. I find I’m losing patience. I plan to bury every inch of my cock inside all that wet heat. You changed the rules, goddess.” The growled out words only made her hotter. She swallowed hard while he finished his litany. “Now you pay the price. There won’t be an inch of your sweet flesh I haven’t taken after this night is through.” His eyes scorched her skin as he took in her body, slowly, from her head to the very tips of her boots. She felt as if his lips were grazing her body, while his eyes cataloged her every curve.

  Should she just tell him what she needed? He looked ready to pounce, and Gods, she wanted him to, but Erik needed help first. Alex hadn’t gotten a word out before he moved. She just barely teleported out of his reach. Standing in front of him again, her heart pounding she arched a brow. “Were you that eager to send me to exile or was there something else you were after?”

  Another growl issued as they teleported over and over, just barely missing each other in a seductive dance, until her boot heel clipped a tree root protruding from the ground. A moment of lost concentration and he had her, taking her to the ground beneath his heated skin. Okay, she might have subconsciously let him catch her. But now, she wasn’t going anywhere and her body melted into his warmth. His heat radiated straight to her core. Her mind blanked as her arousal nearly redlined. It felt incredible to be held against his hard maleness. It felt solid and right. She didn’t care that the ground was damp and soaking her clothes. She wanted him with a hunger she’d never felt for another. She’d been aroused in the clubs, but nothing compared to the sensation overload she was experiencing beneath his weight and all he was doing was holding her, victory shining in his sexy eyes. His body was cradled against hers in just the right spot. She moaned, and wiggled a little more against him, loving the friction. She couldn’t stop reaching up to lave her tongue over the pulse hovering tauntingly above. How was it possible for another being to taste so good, so addictive?

  He growled, and used a firm pull at the nap of her neck, bringing her lips up to his, taking possessive control of her mouth. He ripped the tie from her hair, and his fingers tunneled in, giving the long strands a soft yank that sent tingles down her spine. His hips pushed into the v of her thighs as his tongue tangled with hers. She’d been kissed before, but it was nothing compared to that. That was a hot melding, so erotic... He thrust strong and deep, tasting the inside of her mouth. Taking her with his tongue like she needed him to do so much lower.

  The strokes changed from demanding, to a slow seduction, tasting then moving to suck her lower lip. He adjusted his head to the other side, shattering her with the slow plundering. She was dizzy and disoriented. Submitting to the demands of his mouth and roving hands. Her body undulated beneath him, needing more than just the pressure of his hard cock settled against her most sensitive spot.

  Alex felt, more than heard the groan against her lips as he bumped himself against her. She gasped into his mouth. She was so close to the brink. She moaned and circled her hips tight to his huge shaft. The movements pushed the seam of her jeans into just the right spot. Panting, she ran her hands along the hard muscles of his back. She felt them twitch under her palms as she rubbed up and down under the stretchy band of his workout pants grabbing his awe-inspiring butt.

  He growled low in his throat before shifting to palm a swollen breast. His mouth trailed behind her ear. A firm pinch on her tightened nipple caused her to gasp in his mouth. She rubbed harder against him, too much sensation swamped her, but she still wanted more… needed the feel of his skin against hers, she pulled him in tighter, circling her hips as he pushed harder, pulling at her nipple at the same time.

  “I knew you’d taste sweet. Put your arms over your head. Offer your breasts to my mouth.” He growled inside her mind as his mouth was busy against her sensitive neck. She cried out, she barely breathed as he tortured her body, leaving goose bumps along her skin. She ached to obey his command, but his warm flesh felt too good under her hands.

  It was like being in a dream. Her body felt as if it were floating, yet tense at the same time. He nipped hard at her collar bone while pinching her nipple. “Now.” Liquid was flowing from her, she knew her panties were soaked, and was sure her jeans were next. The thought that she was dangerously close to orgasm brought her back into reality. Enough to flip him onto his back as she stared down panting. His eyes glittered below her, just as lost in the arousal as she was as he pushed his hips into hers. She followed his movements as she tried to get her fuzzy brain to focus. She was gasping for breath.

  His focus trained on her breasts. Then, he flipped her beneath him again. Her hands secured above her head in one of his. She noticed his fangs had descended. Something she’d never seen before. His kind took blood for memories. Did he want hers? When she would have pulled away at the thought, he lifted her tank with his other hand, pushing her bra up with it. He gave her warning look, “Don’t move them.” He rose above her, pushing her aching flesh together, high as he thrummed their tight tips with his thumbs. He moved down, his big body pushing hers into the grass as he took each nipple in his mouth. He sucked so hard her back bowed and she bit her lip. She kept her hands over her head but she was dying to tunnel her fingers in his hair. Biting forgotten, Alex felt her body melt, her head fell back on her shoulders as a soft tongue swirled against her other tight bud, before he latched on to suck her almost to completion. She moaned and wiggled, getting increasingly desperate to take his cock all the way inside her wet heat.

  There was something she needed to do, but her mind stopped working. Her body was in charge and had given itself to Uri. Oh, Gods, too good… The scorching heat of his breath left a searing sensation down her already overheated skin.

  Can’t focus you smell so good. I’m going to lick all the way inside your hot little cunt until you’re clenching around my tongue. Then, I will flip you onto your stomach and take you so deep and hard you will scream and beg for more. He practically growled the words inside her mind, allowing his mouth to continue tormenting her swollen flesh. His words alone nearly set off a
n orgasm. All that existed in that moment was his mouth and hands torturing her breasts. The damp earth scent was drowned out by the pheromones he threw off.

  He unzipped her jeans, dipping his fingers inside. She held her breath. Waiting. He nibbled on a nipple, and then sucked hard, as the back of his fingers grazed her clit. She cried out, “Don’t stop. So good.” Her brain was fuzzy. It felt like she’d been drugged, she knew she needed to stop but it was impossible. It was pleasure unlike anything she’d ever been able to simulate on her own. She wanted more. Wanted it all. Her moans grew louder and she frantically pushed her body against his erection. She had to stop, or warn him or something... Oh, but the feel, it was impossible to get words to form, she needed more…

  “Holy fuck, man.” The words came from their left. Uri reared up with an animalistic snarl pulling her up behind him, hard. She was dazed. Only coherent enough get her top and bra in order and her pants zipped.

  Alex glanced up from fixing her clothing to the view of warm sexy male back in front of her and was immediately assailed with the need to rub up against it. Not caring if they had an audience, her awareness ended with the knowledge it wasn’t the enemy, only his Guardian brothers. Those strong muscular triceps tensed in front of her, made her mouth salivate. The desire to lick him like an ice cream cone, uncontrollable. She started low in the center of his spine and moved her way to right between his shoulder blades, his muscles twitched beneath her touch as he let out a deep half growl, half groan.

  In the back of her mind, she registered something wasn’t right. She should be on guard. She was acting nothing like she normally would, curling her body against his, and pressing her cheek against his heated skin. He pulled her closer with one hand, reaching to hold her by her butt. All the while he snarled at the male in front of him. Mmm, the snarling growls vibrated against her body, so good. Need more, she thought, as she circled his waist with her hands, moving up to caress his magnificent chest. Then, down, dipping under his waist band to grasp the silky skin covering his rock hard cock. It was wet at the tip, and she swirled it on her thumb and down the length. He was too thick to close her hand around. The hand on her ass pulled her tighter against his back.

  “Wow, man. I see you’re busy but, um, Drake said you were supposed to be in and were not answering him.” The Guardian, Jax, said with what sounded like laughter.

  She swirled her fingers over the liquid seeping from the tip, slicking him, she was unable to control the urge to lick the wet digits. Bringing the sweet scented arousal to her mouth, she lashed her tongue out to taste it, and about lost her mind at how good it was. She moaned loudly as she licked him off her fingers.

  “Uri?” Alex vaguely registered the deep voice of Gregoire. He sounded oddly concerned. She knew he had teleported to their right, but she didn’t care. She moved to get in front of Uri, dying to lap up every drop of decadent essence from his big hard body. He held her back, still growling, but it felt like the growling was coming in her head. She glanced at Gregoire, seeing an odd stillness in his eyes.

  Large hands grabbed her from behind, yanking her from Uri’s body. Crap, what was wrong with her? She didn’t even have time to hold tighter to Uri, or fight the teleport. She heard a loud roar as her body broke apart.

  Chapter 14

  Alex’s body reformed a mere second before she was thrust into a cell.

  Whipping around, she fought the roaring growls inside her mind and took in her surroundings. She registered the metal walls of the cell. It was bad.

  Holding her head, she tried to tune out the rage coming from Uri. She needed to focus. Had to get out of the cell. The blinding pain only allowed a small amount of sanity to come through. What was wrong with her? She never would have allowed herself to be teleported against her will. She would have fought it, but it was like her mind and body were not in sync. Her functions felt awkward, not her own. Again, she wondered if she’d been drugged, a good erotic drug… One that ended getting her butt imprisoned and in pain, ugh.

  She took a deep cleansing breath. Oh, Gods, Erik. He needed her, what was wrong with her? How had she ended up so far from her plan? She wouldn’t fail him. Her stomach ached at the thought of failing the brother that had always had her back, continued to love her, no matter her lack or failures.

  Her body ached more than she ever thought possible. A spot deep inside actually hurt, but she wasn’t able to dial back the sounds of Uri’s angry snarls battering her mind. Something had to give.

  Looking through the bars she saw Drake, head of the Guardians, and the cousin she’d never met. Her brothers had. Alex’s mother kept her isolated. Aphrodite and Hades were the only siblings her mother, Athena, had associated with. But all her mother’s dealings with them had been focused on erecting armies against the other siblings. The ones crazed with the madness from feeding off dark energies. It wasn’t like there were family gatherings. Somehow Alex doubted Aphrodite would have been up for a mother of the year award any more than Alex’s own mother had been. She’d been surprised to find out that her aunt had even birthed a child, it was so unlike her. Aphrodite was known for her hard partying. Usually with Hades.

  “Are you even listening to me?” He growled out. Drake’s disheveled blonde hair was down to his collar. Geez, he was even bigger than Uri. The male was huge up close. Surveillance didn’t do his easily seven foot frame justice. Those striking green eyes, the color of emeralds, had probably made many a female swoon over the centuries. She nearly snorted, the women probably didn’t even care about the smoke he emitted in his annoyance. Somehow the fumes smelled sweet and a little earthy. Not like cigarettes or campfires, more like ancient wood and rich soil? The scents were familiar. Oddly comforting… something she remembered from her childhood, but wasn’t able to place.

  “Sorry, distracted by the whole sitting in a prison cell thing. You were saying?” She asked, with as much sarcasm as possible with all the pain in her womb and the snarls beating at her mind. Did she detect a hint of guilt before he briefly looked away? Doubtful.

  “Cousin. What the fuck is going on? I would like an answer.” She’d obviously missed something else he’d said. Her head felt as if it would explode, Uri was going crazy. What the hell was going on, what had they done to him?

  “..said what did you do? Until I decide you haven’t done something to him, you can sit your ass in there.” Drake stood outside her cage, arms crossed. Normally, she’d be slightly intimidated, Drake was a powerful being, but right then her focus was on the snarling that threatened to crack her skull. She had really hoped to avoid Drake until she’d gotten that blood oath from Uri. Dealing with him then just sucked. Especially with how much pain she was in.

  Just then her body was wracked with another sharp pain, mixed with arousal so strong… Alex sucked in a breath. She had never encountered anything like the feeling. It was agonizing. They had to have been hit with a spell, or something, to magnify arousal. Dumbass, Drake. It’d be different if Uri was the only one affected. The pain was making her extra bitchy, she was sure. Her womb actually throbbed, and the fact that Drake was being an ass was not helping.

  “Are you freaking kidding me? Whatever hit us, hit us both, and I’m not so stupid as to spell my freaking self, you idiot!" She needed relief, now, as she bit the inside of her cheek to focus her mind on anything else but the pain assaulting her lower body, and her aching head.

  She moved back to where the cot was. Where was Uri? She heard his snarls in her mind, had he been fighting his brothers she’d been taken? She had mere moments before she lost her ever loving mind. Her chest ached. Why was she worried for him? Not knowing what was happening was another ache she couldn’t process.

  Ugh, and Erik, how had she been so selfish as not to have thought of her brother?

  She tried to rub the tension from the back of her neck, using breathing exercises to get through some of the pain. Her head ached, and the arousal wasn’t going anywhere. She was sure her cousin smelled it. Wasn’t that ju
st awesome? If she was only able to get a moment’s reprieve, she’d figure a way out of there.

  Getting help for Erik was priority. She’d been in reaction mode from the moment Vane had said he was going to Conn. That’s what had gotten her into her current craptastic situation, and that’s what she needed to focus on now. Getting Erik to the Guardians healer. She needed to focus, she had to get him help, and screw it, she’d try not to get them exiled, but it only mattered that he get better.

  Uri was snarling so loud. Alex knew she was in trouble. The throbbing in her womb was rapidly escalating. She fought doubling over, she’d hold out as long as she was able. The thought of looking weak in front of Drake made her want to throw up, or maybe it was the dance show currently holding auditions on her pelvis. Moisture starting popping out on her forehead as her sight started to blur.

  “What the hell is wrong with you?”

  “Just not loving my warm, fuzzy welcome. Shouldn’t family get a comfy guest room?” She ground out through her clenched jaw. She was starting to worry she might actually vomit.

  A sharp, piercing sensation hit her so hard that she did double over that time. What was happening to her? Breathe through it. She knew on some fundamental level that she needed Uri. He would take the pain away.

  “Cousin?” she heard Drake, although it felt like he was far away. Uri was growling and snarling so loud that she sat on the lone cot, doubled over at the waist while holding her head in her hands, as if that would quiet the noise.

  “Tell me what the fuck is going on with you?” Was that concern she detected? He’d opened the cell and was kneeling in front of her, looking into her eyes. Yep, he was worried. That was kind of sweet.

  “Need Uri.” Was all she managed through shallow gulps of air.

  “Fuck me.” He ground out as something undecipherable flashed in his eyes. Moments passed, then Drake moved back from the cell and an animalistic Uri was hauled through a metal doorway that slid quickly shut behind them. Uri pushed to get to her. Jax and Gregoire held him on either side, not easily, it appeared.