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  Gregoire’s Home, Tetartos Realm

  “Let’s take a shower. We have somewhere to be in an hour,” Gregoire said as they walked into their home after a very long day. First the breach, then a detour and hours spent with Rain, because Alyssa had wanted to tell her about Delia’s abduction personally. The girl had worked for Rain on occasion. He’d told them what the video surveillance had shown. Delia had been compelled to leave, and the damn note she left was only advertising. Cyril was likely hoping that others would believe the females were getting mates. If even a few of the inhabitants of Tetartos believed the bullshit, Cyril would increase his ranks. Plus, he’d just acquired more females to experiment on. Drake had ordered all the cities on lockdown until they figured out a way to counteract the spell that was used in all the breaches. Sacha and Bastian were doing the political rounds.

  “Where are we going?” she asked him.

  “To the beach.” He’d made arrangements when she was talking with her friend.

  “Nighttime or daytime beach?” She looked so beautiful, her eyes were shining up at him, and he couldn’t help lift her into his arms to kiss her. Her lips yielded instantly under his, and he took it deeper as he carried them up the stairs.

  He mentally turned on the shower, still holding her. He’d never kissed as much as he did with her. He couldn’t get enough of her lips and the sweet taste of her mouth. Light moans uttered from her lips every time, and he wasn’t sure she even knew she made them. Those little noises went straight to his cock. He set her down on the rug.

  “Evening.”

  She frowned at him and shook her head. “Cold or warm weather?”

  He liked the crease the frown made on her forehead. “What are you trying to figure out?”

  “I need to know what to wear.”

  “Anything you want to.” She was killing him. He’d wanted to be buried inside her for hours, but they’d both been busy. He found he enjoyed listening to her questions. It was her voice. It had a soft soothing cadence. He also liked that she was loyal to her friend. He’d wanted to get the hell out of there much sooner, but the look in her eyes told him that wasn’t going to happen. He’d gotten a whiskey and settled into a chair and listened mostly. He’d relaxed on the patio as much as his cock would allow.

  “I’ll also need to know what we’ll be doing and if there will be other people there,” she said with a grin. He was glad that things had lightened between them. He hoped what he had planned might atone for hurting her, although he had a feeling that would take years.

  “We are meeting a couple of my brothers at one of the Guardian beach homes.”

  “Which brothers?” she asked, and he could tell she was nervous.

  “Conn and Bastian. Let’s get showered, and then we’ll discuss attire.”

  He stripped them both and carried her into the shower. She moaned when the warm spray hit her breasts. “It feels so good.” He spun her around so that her hair got nice and wet.

  “It was such a whirlwind today I never got to thank you for terrifying my father’s men.” She grinned up at him, and he loved the way her eyes lit when she was happy.

  “They were idiots.”

  She wrapped her arms around him and kissed his chest lightly. It was soft and meant to be sweet, but his cock throbbed between them. “And thank you for not rushing me with Rain. She was pretty upset over Delia, and she’s in a new place. I appreciate you just sitting with us that last hour.” She ran her hand over his aching cock. It had been too many hours since he’d last been inside her slick pussy.

  “If I take you now, Angel, it needs to be fast.”

  She moaned and kissed his chest again while pumping his dick in her small hands.

  He lifted her with his hands cupping her ass. She kissed his lips and neck as he dipped a finger inside to coat her labia. “You’re already nice and slick. I wish I had time to eat that sweet pussy, but I’ll just have to wait for my meal.”

  She moaned into his neck. Her fingers were tunneling in his hair, pulling to get him closer. “Can you take it hard?”

  “Yes,” she said on a moan.

  He lifted her higher. “Guide me in.” She complied immediately, her small hand moving between them to position him at her entrance.

  “Fuck, yeah, you suck me up.” She felt so damn good. So tight, yet she yielded to hold him deep; it was like nothing he’d ever felt before. “Your pussy was made for me.”

  They didn’t have much time, only enough to take the edge off. He slammed her hips down on his cock. Her thighs tightened at his hips, and her neck fell back. He couldn’t reach her breasts with his mouth like that, but the hard nipples rasped his chest so damn good. He pushed her against the shower wall and pumped hard and fast. She wiggled and moaned her desire. “Take it, Angel. You like it hard. Like my cock slamming deep. Roll your hips, and let your clit slide against me until you come all over my dick.” She started panting against his chest. Soon, her pussy pulsed and throbbed, and she was screaming her release. That drove him, loosed his control until he was pounding into her over and over. His balls tightened, and he groaned as he came deep inside her.

  She kissed his neck. He wanted to stay like that, with her wrapped around him, but they needed to wash and get ready.

  “Better, Angel?”

  “Mmm. Yes.”

  “Do you have any dresses?”

  She looked up at him, her eyes searching for answers. “Yes, a couple.”

  He filled his palm with shampoo and worked it into her hair. Her eyes closed as he massaged her scalp and neck. He forced himself to move quickly through washing her and then himself.

  She used the air currents to dry her hair again as they walked into the closet. He picked some jeans and a plain blue tee shirt. He rarely wore anything else, other than his fighting leathers. He could have gone naked and it would be fine. He turned, and she was still looking at her clothes. A short off-white dress with a flared bottom sat among her other clothes, and he pointed to it. “Wear that one.”

  She tilted her head to the side, pondering, and then grabbed it. When she went to the drawer with her lingerie, he said, “Don’t wear anything under it.” His cock pulsed at the thought of her naked under that sexy dress.

  *****

  Alyssa slipped the dress over her head. She’d never worn it. She’d never had a reason to. It was beautiful and fit her perfectly. The cotton clung to her breasts and stomach, then flared at her hips. The neckline was cut straight and low, showing the swell of her breasts. She felt feminine as she zipped up the side. When she looked in the mirror, her breath caught at the look in Gregoire’s eyes. He watched over her head. His eyes caressed her body, moving back up to linger at her breasts before settling on her eyes.

  “You look beautiful.” His voice was low. “If we don’t leave now, I’m going to toss the skirt over your ass and fuck you in front of that mirror.” Her skin heated, she wanted exactly that.

  He groaned, and the look on his face could only be described as tortured. She furrowed her brows in confusion.

  “We need to go.” He grabbed her hand and started walking down the stairs. They were both barefoot and on the way to the beach. She had an idea of what he planned to do when they got there, and her nipples hardened. She wasn’t sure she could make it.

  “Fuck, you smell so damn good. Tonight is going to be torture.”

  She frowned, wondering what he meant, but they were out the door and ported before she had the chance to ask.

  She moaned when her feet hit soft sand. The mingling of the life forces always intensified when teleporting, and it took her a couple of deep breaths before she settled down and shook herself out of it.

  The sun was setting on the horizon, and the salty breeze felt wonderful on her heated skin. A huge home sat above the beach, and she saw through the massive windows into the lit rooms inside. Clay-colored stone steps led from where they stood. She saw Conn and Bastian on the patio above, sitting at a table with drinks in their
hands.

  A nervous fluttering started in her stomach. Anticipation licked at her. When they’d made it up the steps, she saw a filigreed iron bed with white bedding, all set up outside.

  Conn winked at her, and Bastian nodded. They were the first Guardians she’d met, and seeing them eased her nerves a bit.

  “Tonight is yours, Angel. Anything you want you can have. My brothers are here to witness my submitting to you.”

  “This is something I never thought to see in my many years.” Alyssa heard Conn speak, but she wasn’t sure she heard right.

  She licked her lips and looked up at him in confusion. She’d thought he was going to take her, claim her in front of his brothers. Instead, he planned to play submissive to her. She’d said the words when they were in the sewing room, but she hadn’t thought to follow through with something like that. He lifted his shirt over his head. He’d asked what to do to make her not hurt, and he thought this would do it. Her big dominant Guardian planned to give himself up to her. She stood in shocked silence.

  He unzipped his pants, all the while assessing her. His jaw looked tight, and his muscles were tense by the time he stood nude in front of her.

  “Tell me what you want, Angel.” She looked at Conn and Bastian, and both featured the same stunned expressions.

  She wanted him. He’d arranged this for her, but she had no idea how to start.

  Anything you want, Angel.

  Okay, on the bed. If she was going to do this, she intended to drive him wild and completely out of control.

  He got on the bed and lay with his head on the pillow, looking at her. She understood why he’d suggested a dress. He was giving her the ability to claim him while keeping her body covered. She mentally shook her head. He was making such a monumental effort, even if it was misguided.

  She needed to think. Her heart swelled when she saw the fierce look on his face. He was a predator not used to being at anyone else’s mercy, yet he allowed it of her. In front of his brothers.

  She unzipped the side of her dress and tossed it over her head. He growled low, and the sound made her pussy weep. She heard small groans of approval from his brothers, and that encouraged her more. She watched as his lids lowered and his cock bobbed against his stomach. Yes, she would claim him; he was hers. She knew it was making him hot seeing her body on display. His beast wanted her fucked and pleasured while the world knew she was his. Well, she’d see if she could get his beast out to play with hers. She couldn’t believe how bold she’d become.

  She crawled up on the bed with him. He watched her breasts sway, and she knew she had him. He’d wanted his brothers to see her; well, they would see everything. She arched her back as she moved near him.

  “Is there lube?” she asked and watched his breathing accelerate.

  “I’ll get some,” Conn offered, and she heard him leave.

  She crawled over Gregoire’s body and nipped at his lower lip. She let her breasts trail over his chest; her tight nipples rubbed against the hard muscle.

  “Do I need to cuff you to the bed, or will you stay still?” she taunted him when she saw the metal cuffs that were attached to the headboard. It would dampen his power, but she had no doubt her strong Guardian could get free if he wanted.

  “The choice is yours, not mine.” She saw his jaw flex as he said the words.

  “Hold on to the headboard, but if you try to touch me without permission, I’ll have to cuff you.” She heard Conn’s footsteps as he returned to the patio. She looked up to see both he and Bastian standing there with raised brows.

  “Did she just threaten to cuff him to the bed?” Conn asked Bastian, sounding shocked. She heard every word along with the sound of the waves hitting the sand.

  “Yes. She’s a sight to behold. I’d never have thought he could allow this,” Bastian answered his brother. She looked back, and Gregoire’s hands were fists around the iron filigree. He looked resigned and heated all at once.

  Conn set the container of lube on the bed while she planned what she would do.

  “You two will get a better view at the head of the bed.” Her voice came out sultry, and both males looked at Gregoire, who nodded. She was getting the feel for it, and she found the challenge wicked.

  She bit her lips, then grabbed an extra pillow from the top of the bed. “Lift your hips.” Gregoire narrowed his eyes at her, but did as she instructed. She couldn’t believe how wild she was being. She was naked outside with her mate, and his brothers were about to watch her do all kinds of dirty things to him. His brothers’ faces looked shocked when she tilted his hips higher. She was getting wet with all her wicked ideas.

  Angel, I know I said anything, but what the fuck are you planning? I can smell how wet you are. His voice growled in her mind.

  “Spread your thighs.” He narrowed his eyes, but did as she said. She was dying to taste him. “I want your come in my mouth. You want that, don’t you? To come down my throat?” All three males groaned at her words. Gregoire watched as she set her lips and tongue to his cock. His lids went heavy as she sucked on the tip. Alyssa held him out and up while she knelt in front of him. First swirling her tongue around him and then taking him deep. Breathing through her nose, she swallowed, again and again until she had him down her throat. Her fingers massaged his sac, and she pumped her other hand before she started feeling bolder. Turning her body around, she straddled him. It was the perfect angle to take him to the back of her throat. “Fuck, I can see how wet your pussy is.” She wiggled her ass in the air and bobbed her head on him, sucking hard and deep. It took time to get him all the way inside. She finally got all of him, until her nose was at his sac. She kept swallowing and twisting her neck.

  “Damn, she took his whole fucking dick.” She thought Conn said the words, but she wasn’t sure. She was engrossed in the sweet taste of her mate’s pre-come as it slid down her throat. He tasted so damn good.

  “Tell me to touch your pussy. Tell me to finger your pussy and ass while you’re swallowing my cock.” His voice was a raspy growl, and his hips were twitching beneath her, but he held onto his control. He was barely managing, and she loved it. They’d only just begun, and he was already trying to take over.

  You can use your hands, but only until I come. She moaned when his hands spread her wide and thick fingers spread her desire all over her lower lips, then up to her ass. “Fuck I’m close,” he said. “I want your come all over my hands when I fill your throat.” He pumped his fingers, and she met him with every sucking pull she took from his cock. Her jaw was getting tight, and she scented the arousal of the males near them. It set her off, and it took everything she had not to clamp down. “Fuck,” he shouted behind her, his warm come filling her throat. She felt his fingers leave her body as she licked her way off him. She lifted her body on shaky limbs.

  She heard heavy breathing as she turned around to face him. Her breathing was still evening out when she looked at his flushed face and knew his submissive state wasn’t going to last. She licked her lips. “I love how good that tastes. It’s still on my tongue.” She couldn’t wait for him to come unglued, and she thoroughly loved her role as seductress. His chest heaved, and his glittering eyes held hers.

  “Fuck, I don’t think I can take much more of this.” Conn’s voice sounded strained to the point she fought a grin of satisfaction.

  Gregoire wiped his hand down his chest. Her nostrils flared, knowing he’d just marked himself with her come. She crawled over and situated herself between his thighs again. He watched her, waiting. She knew he was close to snapping his leash, and she knew just how to push him.

  She smelled the arousal of the other males. Knew Gregoire scented it too. It had to be driving him to the brink. She focused on him while she opened the container Conn had set on the bed. She took the lube and caressed it over her breasts as he growled deep. She loved that noise. Loved that he thought to give her control, but loved even more that he would soon take it from her. Her nipples were tight and achy. S
he pinched and pulled at them, loving the tingles that fluttered over her body. Closing her eyes, she caressed her breasts, pushing them together and high, hearing more groans and heavy breathing. “I thought I could do this, Angel, but I don’t know how much I can take watching you do that.”

  She opened her eyes. Never had she felt so sexy and empowered. Male arousal scented the area, but her focus was on her big mate. He looked feral, and she knew he’d come for her soon, take her. That was what she wanted. She grabbed his cock in her slick hands and caressed him up and down before crouching between his thighs. Spreading her knees wide, she sat on her bottom and leaned forward, rubbing his shaft over each hard nipple, then into the valley of her cleavage.

  She heard Bastian say, “Son of a bitch, she is exquisite.”

  She rolled her torso and caressed him between the soft mounds. His hips thrust as soon as she pushed her breasts around him. The silky skin of his cock slid along her skin. She watched him with lowered lids as he thrust. The sound of metal bending under his strength made her juices flow. His muscles were taut, and his jaw was clenched tight. She lowered her head and licked at the tip of his cock when he thrust up. “Fuck, I want to come all over your tits.” He looked desperate like he couldn’t hold out a minute longer. In a blur of motion she was on her back and his come was painting her chest. He held his cock above her, running it over each breast, then rubbed the tip over her nipples.

  “I’m sorry, love.” He looked down at her, shaking his head, but his hands moved over her. He was massaging his seed into her breasts as she panted beneath him.

  I wanted you to lose control. I wanted you to claim me like you’ve talked about.

  He groaned low, and she knew she’d won when his gaze snapped to hers. “I’m going to take you every way possible while my brothers watch.”

  “Yes.”

  “Son of a bitch, this isn’t cool. I want to fuck so bad my dick’s going to fall off,” Conn said.

  “Then jack off, but no one touches her. No one else’s come touches her.” She watched him tell his brothers. She was so aroused that she made a whimpering noise, and his gaze shot back to hers.