Ecstasy Unbound (The Guardians of the Realms Series) Page 12

  The pains were getting worse, centered between her thighs with such agony she was barely able to stand, He continued growling inside her head, and out loud, it felt like it was piercing her skull. She still held her head.

  “Uri, too loud.” He stopped telepathing to her in less than a second. Thank the Gods. At least all she felt was the agony in her womb, while her brain buzzed from the immediate silence. She gazed at him as he continued to fight his brothers to get to her, his predator eyes never left hers.

  “What the fuck is going on, Drake? He can’t even form words just fights us. What did she do to him?” Jax ranted.

  “Put him in the cell with her.”

  “You’ve got to be kidding me!” Incredulous words from Jax again.

  “Put. Him. In. The. Cell.” Drake’s command sent the room shaking. The toilet, sink and cot were all secured, or else they would have shattered at the power in the Guardian leader’s command.

  Alex had a second to stand before he was let in, his big frame pinned her against the far wall. It was so good to feel the warmth of his skin again. Yes, that’s what she needed. He took her mouth possessively, his tongue plunging deep to tangle with hers, then retreating to do it again, and again. She had an instant of disorientation when the agony in her womb abated, releasing her muscles from the vise that had locked them down. She was left with only the delicious feeling of his body as he crowded her against the back of the cell in between the small twin cot and the toilet, sink, shower combo. The relief was so intense she heard a whimper and knew it was hers.

  Alex’s body was no longer under her command, it obeyed only Uri. He took her mouth aggressively, while ripping the front of her shirt to palm her breasts, one at a time. Plumping them and pinching at tight nubs through the lace of her bra. His fingers provided such sweet relief as her breasts swelled further against him. The rough sensation of his fingers, relentlessly abrading the sensitive skin, had her coming unglued in his arms, bucking closer as she pressed her flesh into his hands. He groaned low in her mouth and gave a firmer squeeze. She moaned while his velvety tongue dueled with hers.

  Alex was so lost in the sensation, she wasn’t sure if she’d heard the others leave, and she just didn’t care. She was set adrift, her body riding the swells in the center of the sea. Her skin pebbled with goose flesh Uri’s touch left in its wake, as one hand moved to make circles against her hip. Her mouth watered with the desire to taste and savor every hard plain of his chest and rock hard stomach, she wanted to lick the v that would lead her to paradise. She felt so small, caged by his bulk. His hips anchoring her writhing form against the wall as his herculean erection bumped demandingly against her. Gods, it felt so good, that seam in her jeans hit her clit so forcefully. The friction caused her to cry out in need. He ripped at the zipper of her jeans. She heard the tearing of fabric before he tunneled his hand inside. Her clit pulsed, it was so sensitive. He dipped one thick finger inside her entrance. She was wide open as her legs straddled his hips. Fucking bare and so wet around me. He groaned in her mind.

  Her entire focus was on the dominant male in front of her, his delicious port scent a complete contradiction to his unyielding fighter’s temperament.

  She touched and caressed his arms and back, mesmerized by the feel of him invading her liquid core as he added another finger to her aching opening. She whimpered, was lost. “No,” she protested, when he pulled his hand up and away from her needy channel. Instead of going back where she needed him, he ripped her bra from her body with a feral growl. She moved her shoulders to get free of the torn garments, feeling the cold cell wall against her bare skin. She submerged further into sensation, drowning in his strength and the feeling of rightness. Everything narrowed down to his hot, wet mouth latched to her swollen breast while his hand slid down the back of her jeans. The feel of his fingers on her flesh was too much. Nothing else mattered, how was anything that all-consuming? It was incredible, but not enough. She pushed her hand between them to his hard heated skin, silk over steel, reaching up to his belly button. Mmm, so good. So different from the plastic toys that were her only experience. She stroked him between their bodies, feeling his intake of breath at the action. His fingers stroked between the cheeks of her bottom, then further down to her wet folds.

  His deep groan sounded loud in the small confines of the room. He nipped at her tightened peak, not enough to break the skin, just enough to make her want him to. The primal action created a similar reaction within her. She wanted to mark him. Her head banged against the wall as her cries grew frantic. She wanted to claim him. Hers... She was sure that line of thought led to disappointment. Alex knew his habits. Never had he been with a woman twice, at least not that she’d seen. Her body didn’t care how her heart felt later. Instead she held on, running her fingers through his silky hair.

  He growled deep, moving to her neck and nipping harder, as if in warning, somehow still not piercing her skin. She felt the sharp edge of fang and her pussy wept. She wasn’t sure she was able to take much more. She needed him to fill her, had to feel what it was like to be possessed fully by a male, that male, her male.

  His fingers at her entrance were driving her wild. She was gushing in need. But it wasn’t enough that time. “More.” She panted out. She needed him naked, was dying to have all that male hardness deep inside. All she heard, besides the ringing in her ears, were groans and wet suckling sounds as he worked his way back up to the other side of her neck, behind her ear, tearing a tremor from her body.

  Alex reached for his waistband, pushing it below his erection. He popped free into her waiting hands. She had seen him bared, felt him even moments before, but seeing the solid length up close, was enough to make her pussy clench as he pulsed against her palm. The tip wept with its newfound freedom. She licked her lips, imagining taking that thick length inside her mouth.

  He had to have guessed at her intentions for he groaned, then growled, “No. Pants. Off.” Preternatural speed and excitement had her boots, and what was left of her jeans and panties on the floor in barely enough time to stand, before she was laid out on the small hard cot. Her breathing was ragged. She was beyond the point of no return. She was actually going to do it. Her aching desire was too much to withstand. She would do anything to be filled by him… possessed by him. She would force the orgasm back until after he came. Prevent from hurting him. Right now, she wanted more than anything to feel his cock inside her wet depths. She would finally know what it was like to have a hot male shaft deep inside, as opposed to firm rubber or hard glass.

  “Fuck.” Uri groaned, as he spread her wide beneath him. Holding her knees up over his forearms, he hovered above her opening. His body was strung tight, tendons straining as a muscle twitched at his jaw. Why was he holding back? Gods, she couldn’t take it anymore, she tried to move up to him, but he held her almost immobile.

  Finally, Uri guided the thick tip inside, closing his eyes tight. Her passage clenched around him, desperate to take him all the way to her womb. With a loud groan, he slammed all the way to her core, his control finally lost. Her entire body bowed with the impact. Her passage was so full and warm. He was so much thicker and hotter than any toy she’d ever accommodated.

  His mercury eyes opened, glazed as he watched her face, his body fully inside her. It felt so right, consuming. A claiming. His shoulders were taut and his chest heaved above her. She couldn’t wait to feel it against her aching breasts. She still saw a hint of fang protruding over his lower lip. The sight was more erotic than her brain was able to handle. He was watching her with the eyes of a predator. She was aching, needed him moving inside her. “Are you trying to torture me?” She managed to say on a whisper. That was all the encouragement he needed. He pulled out slowly and she savored the glide. Almost all the way to the tip, then back in, touching so deep to a spot only he would be able to hit. In and out with measured strokes, until she was begging.

  Her body writhed against his. Her mind was completely gone. She gasped for
breath, was barely given a second before he started pumping faster, harder, just like she needed. She heard his low growl, “Mine.” The possessiveness had her heart tightening with thoughts that she refused to let form.

  “Such a tight little cunt, all hot and wet for me. So snug, it’s strangling my cock.” Her entire body tingled, and she felt light headed with an arousal so deep and demanding, her walls clamped down on him. His lids lowered on a deep moan. Wriggling, she tried to meet his increasingly forceful thrusts. “Pinch your nipples.” He demanded. His firm jaw ticking along with the muscles straining all along his neck and shoulders. His thick dark hair was in sexy disarray making him even more beautiful.

  She complied without hesitation, plumping her breasts up and together, pinching her erect buds as she arched her back. His gaze fastened on her hands and he groaned. The sound made her clench against him again. He thrust harder, looking between them to the point where her body took him inside her hot wet opening. He let out a low hiss as he closed his eyes. Then she heard mewling sounds and slick wet flesh smacking together in combined pleasure. Circling her hips, she knew she was going to go over. It was then she realized what she was doing and stopped touching her breasts. She stilled her hips in an effort to stop the tide coming to take her down.

  Her breathing was out of control, “Uri, wait, you need to come before I do.”

  His eyes opened and her growled at her. “No.”

  “Can’t come first. My shield. Won’t be able to stop. Come, then get away. Now. I can’t hold it back…” Alex groaned out. She bit the inside of her cheek. If he kept pumping she would be lost. She closed her eyes against his male beauty and waited, trying to hold it back. She’d never felt so filled, so possessed. She wanted it all, but she would hurt him.

  “Come.” He demanded before thumbing her clit, thrusting again and again, the overwhelming tremors hit as his pulsing shaft bathed her womb. Her release hit with the force of a tsunami. She heard his groan of satisfaction, but she wasn’t able to move or speak to warn him. She was completely caught up in the mind shattering climax. She heard the moment of impact as her shield threw him. Then her world went dark.

  When her vision returned, she quickly retracted the shield. Fear for him had her popping off the cot. “Uri?” Crap, he was sitting against the cell, knees up, arms resting on top. His chest was rising and falling hard, but he didn’t seem hurt. His head rested against the bars at his back as his eyes tracked her movements on the cot. Relief hit hard, collapsing her back to the cot. She lay there catching her breath.

  Alex, what the fuck? What did you do? I hit one motherfucker of a shield teleporting to your location. Vane telepathed, the anger and fear she felt from his mind’s voice brought back the ache in her head.

  Shit, her shield, she’d been so lost, she forgot about her brother’s link to it. How was that even possible? She’d never forgotten their link.

  She should have at least warned Vane about what was happening; instead she’d lost her freaking ability to reason. Which had happened practically from the moment she showed up outside Uri’s home. Although, lucky her, looked as if her failure and idiocy was coming back, crystal clear now.

  She closed her eyes with regret, “Vane you need to get out of here. I’m fine, I will come to you and Erik the moment I have everything worked out.” Sitting up, she put her head in her hands, she had to push back the guilt and deal with it later. She needed a real plan, one that didn’t include prison cells and a naked Uri silently staring at her. That wasn’t awkward at all.

  She was exhausted, not only from the mind blowing orgasm, but from everything else in the last few hours. First trying to heal Erik, her shield engaging now, mixed in with not having re-energized after hopping to Sam’s mind. Ugh, it was like she’d turned into an imbecile.

  “Not going to happen, sis. It appears we’re going to have a meeting with our cousin.” The steel infused in Vane’s comment held a world of not good for her.

  “What? What are you talking about? You are not meeting with the Guardians. You need to get back to Erik. I’ve got everything covered!” Gods, how she wished that were true. She was once again failing her family if she didn’t suck it up and come up with a plan, soon. Erik needed her, and she would not be the cause of them all getting exiled. If she got herself exiled, so be it, but not her brothers.

  She heard the click and slide of the door being opened, awesome. She was naked, not to mention the room was undoubtedly monitored, something her useless brain should have thought of before. Woo hoo, her first real sexual experience with an actual male and it was most likely being edited for porn at that very moment. She had no doubt Conn would relish using it to get back at her brothers for all their hacking into his system. It was mostly Vane, Erik only helped a little, but crap, she did watch and laugh. Karma was a bitch.

  Uri was up, and had his workout pants covering her important parts in the moment it took for Drake and Sirena, the Siren Healer Guardian, to get through the door. It was nice of him, considering he’d still yet to utter a word. Not that she’d been talking, either.

  Still, she felt obliged to give him a grateful look before turning her attention to Drake and Sirena.

  Sirena, the gorgeous blonde Guardian, looked thrilled out of her mind for some reason. She practically beamed at Alex when she came in, wringing her hands, in the very fifties inspired dress she wore. She passed what Alex hoped was clothing through the bars. Uri took the fabric and nodded to her before setting it next to Alex on the cot. As grateful as Alex was, she wasn’t getting up then to put them on.

  Drake cleared his throat. His hesitance in entering, added with his current uneasiness, seemed to bolster something inside her. Wow, she really was bitchy to enjoy his discomfort as much as she did, but, hello, she was the naked one.

  “Sirena is going to need to run some tests on the both of you.” Another clearing of his throat made her lips twitch. “For now, you’ll want to dress and get to the meeting with your brother. We’ve given him the basics. And he’s out for blood.” Drake planted Uri with a penetrating stare, indicating he was the one whose blood Vane wanted.

  Alex felt heat rise along her cheeks, anger the main emotion. A long ago memory of Vane and Erik, popping in after she’d climaxed in her cave, caused every part of her skin to flame up in embarrassment. Were her momentous sexual experiences forever going to mortify her? Why did they have to tell her brother? The whole place probably thought she was a freaking whore and both she and her brother were trapped there. Just freaking wonderful. Agonizing over it, she knew, wouldn’t change a thing. She willed the heat from her cheeks as she heard Uri growl low in his throat. She had no clue what caused the noise.

  Wait, tests? “What tests? Do you think we were drugged or spelled?” She looked to Sirena for answers.

  Both Drake and Sirena looked to Uri, sharing some telepathic details, which pissed her off. Why wouldn’t they just speak out loud? Did they still think she was responsible?

  She raised a questioning brow to Uri as Drake said gruffly, “You’ve got five minutes. We’ll be in the war room when you’re done talking.” With that, Sirena and Drake both exited, but the freaking cell doors were all still locked. What. The. Hell?

  She stood to look at her cellmate, “Well, wanna clue me in? You obviously know what’s going on and I’d appreciate being let in on it! And for your information, I didn’t do anything to cause what happened to us.” She was flustered, irritated at being stuck in the stupid cell, embarrassed and naked. Clothing would help.

  She leaned over to grab what Sirena had left while avoiding looking at Uri. He was obviously unconcerned with his nudity since he didn’t make any moves to dress. It was unnerving that he hadn’t said a word since they’d had sex. Was he pissed about her shield? Maybe blaming her for the situation, or did she just not measure up to the human females? She shook her head, frustrated. She guessed he could take his pick.

  Alex heard Uri hiss out a breath, but still nothing. She swor
e she’d engage her shield and throw his ass again if he didn’t speak, now. She was so flustered, her movements proving uncoordinated as she tried to cover herself with his pants while trying to figure out the garment in her hands. She quickly turned and bent to pick up the shredded remains of her tank top. Thinking it was the best she had to clean up. The thought of going to a meeting, which included her brother, smelling like sex… she closed her eyes.

  With a deep groan, he finally spoke, “First of all, your broadcasting is fucking distracting all on its own, but bending over in front of me like that is killing me.” His voice was raspy in the most delicious way. Another groan, “This is not something I’ve experienced before. Your body is driving me to madness, but the situation is more complicated than that.” He was pulling at his hair without any care, it had to hurt. She absently noticed his fangs had retracted.

  She puffed up a little at his praise for her body, while stealing a covert glance at what she suspected was his complication. Good Gods, the male was amazing, which wasn’t shocking, as he was made by the Creators themselves. His cock was long and thick and she was achy with want again, she chewed on her lip to stop from moaning. She needed to take care of the liquid evidence of their coupling. She wet the material in the little sink and cleaned the best she was able, her face flaming. So, she guessed her shield was not a deterrent to his wanting her. She had to squeeze her eyes shut and turn to block out his eyes tracking her every move.

  Alex was disgusted with herself for her complete lack of self-control. What was wrong with her? All her mind thought of was licking that delicious body from head to… head. Not now, not while still playing porn star. She heard him groan deep before shaking her head at her own ridiculousness, she’d practically shredded the garment Sirena provided before his comment registered.