Forbidden Alliance: A Werewolf's Tale (Forbidden Alliance Trilogy) (26 page)

“This is a vampire thing, huh?” I
surmised
and he
reluctantly nodded.
“
Y’know,
you laughed at me for all of those dumb books
I
read, but some of them
had some
rather useful information
in them,” I scolded.

He made
a face,
the face that I
g
o
t from him often
,
which
translated to
Duckie-you
-j
ust-earned-yourself-a-spanking,
so I batted my lashes at him.

Tanis softly snarled under his breath before
shaking his head at my absurdity
when I growled back and snapped my teeth at him.

“If you promise not to bite or hurt anyone in my house, you may enter
,
Tanis Ashton.”

In a blur
of movement
, he was standing in front of me.

I gazed into his eyes; it wasn’t until that moment that the height difference between us registered with me
, and I had to look up to maintain eye contact with him
.
His usually styled hair was weighted down with
rain,
and
it
fell into his eyes
, appearing more brown than blonde
.

“Hey,” he whispered, his warm breath washing over my face,
once again
enveloping my mind
in
a euphoric
fog
of
possessive
desire, and I
swayed on my feet as I struggled to remember how to breathe.

‘Hey back’,
I mouthed.

Nervous
,
I licked my lips; I wasn’t
entirely
sure what I was supposed to do
,
or why I was suddenly undressing him with my eyes, fighting the urge to sink my fangs into his flesh to mark him as mine
.

Do I tell him goodnight and kiss him?
Maybe offer him
a seat in my microscopic bedroom before I rip his clothe
s off and sink my teeth into hi
m
,
leaving
a permanent reminder to the world that this bitch has claimed hi
m
,
and that if any other bitch touche
s him, I’ll
rip their throat
s
out.

Get it together, Jay Dee!

Tanis’ eyes
worked over my face many times before
his fingers
caressed along the ridge of my cheekbone, leaving a trailing wake of pulsating heat as he went, before brushing away
a piece of loose hair off of my cheek and tucked it behind my ear.

“I’m sorry about earlier,” I started to say but was cut off when his lips pressed against mine.

The kiss was soft
and tentative
, at first
.
As light as a feather,
his lips caressed mine.
Tanis’ lips
were
even softer than I had
dreamt them to be, and the contact caused my head spin and
knees to shake
.
After a moment, he
made a strange sound of frustration and
wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me
into him,
holding me
tight against his
wet body. I
gasp
ed
in surprise, and w
hen I did, he took advantage
and
deepen
ed
the kiss.
My lips
yield
ed
to his without
much
resistance
as he slid one hand down my back and over my ass, the other
painfully
gripping
onto the back of my neck as if he needed it there for control
.

I wasn’t complaining in the least; he obviously took my warning about strong, werewolf women seriously.

I shivered when his tongue
tra
ced along the inside of my lips, coaxing them apart
even more
. Teasingly, he curled his tongue along the underside of mine, as if he was trying to get me to play with him
, and when I wrapped my tongue around his, it literally took my breath away
.

A perverse purr of pleasure rolled from his throat; he obv
iously knew what he was doing
,
and was enjoying torturing me.

I hated it, but I loved it at the same time.

The confliction that damn vampire caused in me was beyond anything I ever thought possible.

When Tanis
traced over my small fangs
with the tip of his tongue, his body vibrated slightly—it was more than obvious he was laughing at my tiny fangs—so I wrapped my tongue around his and
sucked it into my mouth and dug my nails into his shoulders.

What I thought would have taught him a lesson,
a silent reminder to
not laugh at my tiny werefangs—as Jarvis call
ed
them—backfired
because it was more than obvious that he liked it
rough
.

Liked it a lot.

Oh God, that feels...this can’t legal!

I thought he tasted amazing when I licked his face at the restaurant, and
it only got better
when I sucked on his finger, but
neither could remotely
compared to the taste of
Tanis’
mouth.
Strangely cool
yet
pleasantly warm at the same time,
the
heat and intensity
seemingly flowing from him to me consumed all of my senses and the possessive thoughts started to
crawl out from
the back of my mind
, and screamed at me
that he was mine and only mine.

Once the short battle over his tongue was over, I kissed him as
tenderly
as he was kissing me, but there was something else happening between...
we weren’t simply kissing. That was the only way I could describe it. I
t felt as if I could feel and
hear each of his
feelings and
emotions
.
Never had I felt so in sync and connected to someone as I did then, and after the horrible emotional day I had, it was exactly what I needed...

Tanis was what I needed.

I held his face between my
hands
as my tongue explored his mouth
just as he had done mine
.
The
sweet
taste of his mouth left me longing for more
,
and
the sensation
created
when his tongue wrapped
around mine
sent a screaming
line of desire,
something only the frustrating vampire kissing me
could
cause, rip
ping
through my body, seemingly swarming to my lower abdomen
where it gathered
in
a ball of electrified
nerves.

When I traced my
tongue over his fangs
, a chill of perverse pleasure mixed with danger raced down my spine and I growled
. It was a primal growl mixed with
a soft purr of pure sexual desire that rolled from the base of my throat
,
and
it
was answered by a soft growl of his own before Tanis started kissing me more aggressively.

It could have been o
nly a few seconds or a few centuries
, I
honestly couldn’t tell and didn’t care
, but eventually
Tanis
p
ulled away from me.
Thankfully h
is were
eyes closed,
because I was practically chasing his mouth with mine, and his firm grip on the back of my neck held me in place
so I couldn’t attack his mouth with mine again
. His
breathing
was labored
and
his tongued licked over his lips more than once
before he shivered
,
a soft moan of a snarl escaped from the base of his throat
.

Goddamn that’
s sexy.

My breathing was just as
labored as his,
but
I couldn’t stop looking at him;
Tanis
was the most
beautiful thing I had ever seen, and I
had
never
wanted anyone more than I want
ed
him.

Are these feelings purely hormone fueled?
Is...what he’s doing now normal?
Why isn’t he saying anything?
Was I
such a bad kisser that he’
s speechless?

Damn it.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered.

A small smile pulled at the corners of his mouth.
“For what?” he
asked softly as he
slowly opened his eyes
, a strange look of complete contentment wash
ed across his face
before he
looked at me curiously.

Nervous,
I bit my lip, tasting him all over again.

“Lots of things I suppose,” I mumbled.

But mainly disappointing you.

“Me Duckie,” he
softly purred and loosened his
hold on my neck.
“You have nothing to apologize for.
I should be saying goodnight, now that
I have
had
my
kiss,”
he said with a mischievous
smirked.

Instantly my face fell.

I
didn’t
like the way that
sounded, and t
he possessiveness was back
;
I
wasn’t ready for him to leave! And if he thought I could sleep after that
, he
was
seriously mistaken.

“Do I
get to give you a kiss goodbye?
” I
asked as I looked
at his
inviting
mouth.

Softly
Tanis laughed.
“I think
I have
m
ade m
e
self quite clear, Duckie. Y
ou can
have anything you want from me…I am yours.”

And that was what I had been waiting my entire life to hear.

“Okay,” I
said with a smile and
pulled myself to his mouth.
I wasn’t
entirely
sure what I was doing,
for the most part,
but I followed what he did and softly caressed his lips
with mine
, and
they eagerly
parted
,
effortlessly
deepening the kiss.

As if my body had a mind of its own,
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself up
, and wrapped my legs around his waist.

Tanis didn’t wait to be told twice, his hand immediately found my ass and he grabbed it,
holding
me tight against him
and his obvious arousal
.

“Bed?” I
panted
against his lips.

Tanis looked at me cautiously, but something in my expression made him
humor me
so
he walked the half-dozen steps
across my room
and lowered
us down on the bed
.
He
stretched
out on top of me
,
and
his wet clothes
sent
a freezing chill across my skin but it didn’t slow our battling lips.
I slid my hands under his shirt and he pulled away from my mouth
just
long enough
that I could pull the shirt over his head
and dropped
it to the floor.
My fingers
danced
across
his shoulders
and
caressed
down his back, committing to memory each
muscle and the way it
contracted
under my
touch
.