Mystik Warrior: (Dark Warrior Alliance Book 2) (16 page)

She grabbed a sandwich to divert her attention. Being in a room full of people with supernatural senses wasn’t the place to linger on erotic memories. “Can you put the information in there about the cure to the spell placed on me?”

Jace pulled her back to his front and squeezed her in his arms. She felt his need to have her close, a reassurance that she was healthy and whole. He wrapped one arm around her waist and picked up one half of her sandwich and began eating it. Even the simple act of sharing a sandwich was sensual. “The Grimoire contains a vast amount of information from my forefathers. Any hex, enchantment, potion recipe, or prophecy up till it disappeared has been documented in these pages. If I had gotten the recipe for the potion from Marie Laveau, either Evzen or I could have written it down. I will record the Fae spell, as well as the fact that Marie has the antidote.”

“It wouldn’t hurt to include her location in the swamps and her network of Mambos,” Evzen interjected. His thoughtful tone of voice had her turning to the Guild Master. A quick flex of her ability didn’t provide her any clear information. She still wasn’t able to pick up clear thoughts from the supernaturals.

“While you’re looking, find that banishing spell, Evzen. It wouldna be remiss of us to have it memorized. Just because we havena faced lesser demons in over a century, doesna mean we willna face them again. It could provide the turning point in a battle,” Zander intoned as he sat in a chair and tugged Elsie into his lap.

Her sister was on her second energy drink. As Cailyn understood it, Elsie still struggled to remain awake during daylight hours, like all young vampires. Apparently vampires, as with all supernatural creatures, came into their powers when they sexually matured at twenty-five. That was also the time they passed their stripling years. For vampires, the transition to adulthood was a time when they were forced to sleep during daylight hours. Only the mature could remain awake easily during the day.

“Zander, you need to see this,” Evzen exclaimed, waving him over. Zander stood with Elsie and walked around the table as Evzen continued talking, too eager to wait. “According to Jace’s great-great-grandfather, Áedán, the Triskele Amulet can kill a demon. And, by that, I mean it actually destroys the demon’s soul, ending its existence.”

Zander placed his hands on the table and glanced at the open pages. “This is the break we need. Och, now we have to find that lair. To be able to destroy Lucifer’s second in command would be a great victory indeed.”

“’Tis a game-changer, let’s take that to the next battle,” Bhric bellowed, fist-pumping the air.

“Nay, it willna be at the next battle. From the premonition, we will be facing new enemies and I need more information before I take such risks, but I will relish the moment I can use the amulet to end Kadir’s sorry existence forever.” The determination in Zander’s voice made Cailyn shiver. She’d hate to be their enemy.

The fervor in the room heightened as ideas and suggestions were thrown out. It seemed as if everyone was talking at once, and Jace was struggling to concentrate on the matter at hand. They had discovered the most important information of the past seven centuries, and he wasn’t able to think about any of it.

After the interlude with Cailyn in the medical room, he had been hard and aching, and was left wanting. It had only worsened and was consuming his every thought. The Goddess had certainly made it impossible to walk away from your Fated Mate. He could complete the mating and relieve the searing pain in his mate mark or suffer for eternity. All of that was overshadowed by the insistent compulsion for her body and soul. He had to get out of that room.

“I need a bit of time, Liege. Call if you need me,” he told Zander, as he gripped Cailyn’s hand and led her out of the room. He knew Zander would understand the turmoil he was experiencing from the mating compulsion, and wouldn’t fault him.

“But,” his mate sputtered as they reached the stairs. When they stopped on the landing between the flights, he whirled her to face him. A startled noise escaped her, and her hands landed on his chest, her nails instinctively dug into his muscles.

He cut her off, “I couldn’t concentrate on anything in there besides you. If I don’t have you right now, I’ll go out of my fucking mind.”

The groan slipped past his lips when her hands began moving. He didn’t think she was aware of what she was doing. She stepped into him and he felt her heat through her clothing. His hands bracketed her hips and he pulled her flush.

“I couldn’t concentrate either. It’s like I have lost control. I have never wanted or craved anyone like I do you.” She stood on tiptoe and kissed him. Her lips brushed over his, teasing before her tongue coaxed his mouth open. She deepened the kiss, making her desire clear, and he was unable to stop this time.

His arms slid around her waist and he picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he carried her quickly up the stairs to his room, kissing her the entire time. Her lips coaxed, and commanded his to respond. She awakened more than his nausea. He had only ever experienced discomfort with females, and yet Cailyn breathed new life into him.

As he entered his rooms and kicked the door closed, he released her. She slid down his body rubbing against his thickening male flesh. He set her away from him. If they continued to touch they were going to have sex. He wanted that more than anything, and at the same time he never wanted to touch her again.

Already the nausea was building and he pushed back against it. He wanted his mate, and wanted nothing to mar the experience. He needed to gain more control before they continued. He saw the uncertainty race through her pretty hazel eyes when he pushed her away. He never wanted to see that look in his mate’s eyes. Pulling her back into his arms, he kissed her deeply, not wanting her to doubt his desire.

She grabbed the bottom of his shirt, trying to pull it over his head. He stopped her progress. She looked up into his eyes. “I know we didn’t talk before but you can’t get me pregnant, I’m on birth control and I don’t have any STDs. It’s ok. We can do this. I want to do this,” she murmured, shocking him, and succeeded in getting his shirt off. His chest muscles flexed under her scrutiny, causing him to harden further.

As she trailed kisses across his pectorals, he grasped for reason. He should tell her that her birth control wouldn’t be effective for them. His mind reeled from the pleasure. He wanted this, but didn’t want it to end like the last time. “We shouldn’t do this. What about your fiancé?” He groaned as her tongue ran over his nipple, causing it to bead. His hands went to her hair and tangled in its length.

She paused and looked up at him. “I honestly don’t know what I am going to do, but what I know is that if I don’t have you right now, I will die. I need you, Jace.”

At hearing her words, Jace’s objections crumbled. He wanted her, too, and he wanted to relish in her and take it slow, unlike the first time. This could be the last time they were intimate. He was going to make this memorable for them both. Being given a Fated Mate was a blessing, and he intended to make her feel so much pleasure she’d never forget him.

Her shirt was gone in moments, and joined his on the floor. She had a sheer white bra on this time, and it made her skin even creamier. He leaned down and licked her nipple through the fabric. The pink bud flushed red and distended under his attention. He blew his hot breath against the wet fabric, causing her to shudder. He turned his attention to her other nipple as he reached back and unclasped the back. When he pulled back, she allowed the bra to slide off her arms to the floor.

“More,” she murmured, pulling his head back to her nipples. Her breasts were large, overflowing in his hands. He squeezed the plump globes and plied her with his teeth, tongue and mouth. When he met her gaze, her pupils were dilated and she was panting. If he wasn’t mistaken, his mate was close to orgasm. He loved that she was so responsive to his touch. With her, he didn’t feel like a damaged male with no experience. He felt like a god of pleasure.

“I love your breasts. The Goddess blessed me with a perfect mate,” he whispered. Emotion hit as the truth of his words sunk in, she was perfect, and he was blessed. Her soul flared in his chest, adding to the poignancy of the moment.

“I need you naked, now,” she mumbled and pulled his head down for her kiss. As her lips worked him further under her spell, she fumbled at the button on his jeans. She gasped and pulled back.

Her fingers had grazed the head of his cock that had risen above the waist of his pants. She unfastened the button and lowered the zipper. Her hands paused and she met his gaze. He nodded to let her know he was with her. She pushed the fabric to his knees and looked her fill.

“You are killing me, Cai.”

“Mmmm,” she smiled sensually. The female had no idea the affect she had on him. His cock pulsed, and more pre-cum beaded the slit. It was like a mini-orgasm, and he loved the new sensation. “Paybacks are a bitch, Jace.” Her little finger ran along his boxer shorts and then, they too, were at his knees. He watched her as she continued to stare at him.

“Your eyes are like a hot brand,” he groaned.

“I knew you were bigger than any other man I had been with, but you are long and thick and gorgeous,” she murmured, finally gripping the shaft. “If we hadn’t already been together, I’d be afraid you wouldn’t fit. As it is, I know the pleasure to be found with you, and can’t wait.”

He forcibly removed her hand from his cock. If she continued, there would be no slow exploration. “I prepared you for me last time and need to do that again. This time, I plan on taking my time, savoring every inch of your skin.”

He kicked off his pants and boxers and set about divesting her of the rest of her clothing. As he skimmed his hands down her legs, his lips followed, tasting as he went. He picked her up and carried her to his bed, claiming her lips as they went.

He paused by the side of the bed and tilted her head to deepen the kiss. She wiggled out of his arms and his hands went to her hips. He tightened his hold and pulled her against his body. His erection fit perfectly against her soft abdomen. He laid her back on the bed, never releasing her lips.

He kissed his way across her cheek and down her neck. He paid special attention to her pulse point and trailed his tongue down to her full breasts. His hands left her hips and rose to stroke and tweak her peaks. His mouth enveloped one nipple while his finger plied the other, all the while, he fought back the nausea. He loved the feel of her skin beneath his hands and mouth, yet something dark rose and fought to steal his attention from his mate. He refused to allow that to happen. Broken male or not, he was giving this experience all he had.

“That feels amazing. I could come from that alone. My breasts have never been so sensitive.” Her hands slid down his back. He felt her fingers working his braid free. He never left it free, but loved the feel of her hands in his hair.

“I have wanted to run my hands through your hair from the moment I saw you. It’s so silky and long. Oh…god yes, don’t stop…I’m so close.”

He looked up into her half-lidded gaze and knew his eyes were glowing from his lust. Her hips left the bed and began thrusting against him, seeking release. “Easy, I’m only getting started,
Shijéí.
”

*****

Was the man crazy? She was an inferno, ready to beg him to fuck her but he seemed intent on torturing her. He began to lick and kiss his way down her ribs and abdomen. She shivered at the knowledge that he was going to go down on her again. She had never been fond of oral sex, and it wasn’t until Jace that she realized it was because any man who had performed it on her was terrible at it. And, she had to admit, that included John. Her thoughts scrambled as his lips trailed over her moist feminine flesh.

She wanted to curse as his hot little lips passed over her labia but didn’t touch on her needy bundle of nerves. His long fingers reached up and tweaked her nipples while he blazed a trail down one leg and up the other. She was close to climax and he kept pulling back, heightening her pleasure, so much so, that she wanted to scream.

“Your scent is driving me crazy. I have to taste you. I’m going to lap up your cream as you cum on my face,” he growled. The vibration of his voice had arousal flooding her folds and seeping down her thighs. This man set her on fire.

She was beyond words, only able to whine when his talented fingers left her breasts. She stopped breathing when they parted her intimate flesh, revealing her pulsing clit. Hot breath fanned over the bundle and she almost climaxed. His glowing purple gaze narrowed and held hers for several frantic heartbeats. It was the hottest moment she had ever experienced, and her pussy wept even more.

Holding her eyes, his tongue licked from her vagina to her clit in one long stroke, and her orgasm struck so powerfully she nearly passed out from pleasure. She cried out his name and pulsed as he thrust his tongue into her opening. She couldn’t think as Jace feasted on her.

When his soul brushed against her skin, it sent her into the heavens again. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she saw stars. Moments later, she floated back to her body and gripped his hair. He refused to stop licking her clit. She didn’t think she could take anymore, but his fingers entered her tight depths and her back bowed.

That quick, he had her passions flared. He played her body like a well-tuned instrument. It was as if he knew exactly what she needed and what would give her the most pleasure. Which was not surprising, since she was made for him, and him for her. She needed him inside her and pulled his hair until he finally lifted his head. His lips were swollen, making them fuller and more kissable. They gleamed with her arousal, turning her on even more.

She pulled him up her body and kissed him fiercely. She tasted herself on his lips and it heightened her excitement. She reached down and grabbed his rampant cock. She ran it through her folds, eliciting moans from them both. His shaft jerked in her hand. “We both need your cock inside me, now,” she murmured against his lips.

*****

Jace gazed into hot hazel depths and knew he was falling in love with his mate. He could still hear the echoes of her screams of pleasure. His muscles vibrated with the tension to claim his mate fully and initiate the mating bond. He had never enjoyed anything more than making Cailyn climax. He reared up to kneel on the bed between her spread thighs. Her glistening feminine flesh called to him.

He waged a battle between desire and revulsion. There was an entity in his head that was fighting the intimacy. He refused to allow it to ruin his time with this female. This may be all he ever had of her, and he planned to enjoy every minute.

He had never felt this ache, and at the moment, he needed to bury himself in this female and hold her pinned to his bed more than he needed to live. Divergent energies flared and clashed, light versus dark, and he swallowed back the bile, gripping his cock. Nothing was stopping this.

He leaned forward, covering her luscious body, resting on his elbows. He pressed his lips against hers and relished the waves of electricity that raced through his body as he let his cock push against her lower flesh. Eager to join their bodies, his erection pulsed and a mini-orgasm hit him, leaving his pre-cum on her clit.

He leaned to one elbow and ran his palm down her side, glorying in her curves. He wanted to stoke her passions higher. He wanted her panting, begging for his possession. His thumb stopped at her nipple and he paid homage while he kept the moist warm pressure of their joined mouths. A back and forth motion started in his hips that rubbed his long cock through her feminine tenderness.

“Do you like that Cailyn?”

“You know I do. Stop teasing me, I need you Jace,” she pleaded.

Jace licked his way to her ear and bit her delicate lobe before kissing her mate mark. Insatiable lust almost robbed him of his seed when his tongue touched his mark on her. “What do you want, baby? Tell me.”