Ridin' Red (3 page)

“Bruno, you don’t have to do this.”

“Oh believe me, I know I don’t have to do it. I want
to though. It’s been hours since I had your cock in my mouth. You’re all wound
up. What kind of mate would I be not to fix that if I can?” Bruno used his free
hand to cup Lucien’s balls then dipped his head to lick his tongue over the
weeping tip.

“Mm, nothing like car sex to release some
testosterone.”

“This is for you. Relax and enjoy this.” When Bruno
gave another long swipe of his tongue over the head of his cock, Lucien hissed
in pleasure. This wasn’t just sex; this was pure unadulterated need.

Unable to resist, he gripped the back of the other
man’s head, forcing him to take more of his cock into his mouth. Bruno could
take a lot. Luc had been with him long enough to know what his limits were
along with his fetishes. Bruno prized himself as a connoisseur of cock and damn
if he didn’t prove it each time.

The long swipe of Bruno’s tongue along his shaft and
the tightening grip was a sure way to get him to come hard and fast. The alpha
rose in him, and he started fucking Bruno’s mouth, he pushed more and more of
his cock into that willing mouth until he was hitting the back of Bruno’s
throat. Like a champ, Bruno took all of him and gave all of himself.

“Fuck!” He came hard, his cum spurting into Bruno’s
mouth, and the man took it in stride, sucking harder and drinking down every
last bit of cream that flowed until he’d sucked Lucien dry. Lucien sagged back
against the seat, swallowing hard to try to get his breathing back under
control. All the while Bruno readjusted Lucien’s pants and moved back into his
seat as if nothing had happened.
Fuck, he loved him.

“Better?” Bruno questioned.

“Much better, thank you, B.”

“I’d say ‘my pleasure’, but that went both ways.”

“That it did.”

“Now I’m sure you’re a bit more focused.”

“Unquestionably.”

Lucien reached over and stroked Bruno’s cheek. Looking
into eyes as blue as his own, he could feel the wolf just beneath the surface
calling to his. Bruno was of biracial descent, a striking male with olive-toned
skin and a body that was rock hard and drool-worthy. Anyone would want him, but
Lucien had been blessed to have him.

“She doesn’t know about me, does she?”

“No, it would have been too much to drop on her at
once. She just now found out my true nature. She was afraid, but we were
together a long while and I did her no harm. I think that’s what softened the
blow.”

Bruno nodded his head.

“From what I’ve seen of her, we have our work cut out
for us. She was quite a spitfire at the club a few weeks ago.”

“True, but most of that has to do with being led
around by her sister Drusilla and my ill treatment of her. I should’ve kept her
with me.”

“Luc, looking back like that isn’t going to change
anything. When we get her back, you can apologize then.”

“I don’t know what I’d do without you, B. I love you.”

“I feel the same about you, and let’s hope you never
have to think about doing without me.”

Luc dipped his head in agreement, righted himself in
the seat, and then started the car. He had to speak with Doc Fairee. It was
time to get the man of magic in on this. Everything Doctor Fairee touched
turned to gold; he wanted the same to happen with his, Ana’s and Bruno’s lives.

“Where we headed?” Bruno said.

“Going to go and see Fairee. If anyone can help it
would be him, right along with Felipe. The club isn’t just for everyone else;
we can find our wishes too. I found you there … didn’t I?” They both chuckled.

“True, you did hit the mother lode when you found me.”
Bruno’s tone was teasing.

“That I did, that I did.”

“I can smell her on you. If it were anyone else, I’d
be pissed.”

“You’re not pissed off because she’s our other part.
Through her scent you can smell the connection.”

“How long do we have, Luc?”

“We have until her birthday to claim her as our own.”
He didn’t divulge how much time that gave them. Bruno was a smart man and
picked up on that point.

“Which is when, Lucien?”

“We have until the end of the month, which is a week
from now and then it’s her birthday. We have to claim her before or on that
day.”

“To Fairee’s it is.”

He recognized no matter what Bruno had his back and in
this, their cause, it wasn’t any different.

“If anyone can help us, it would be him.”

“I don’t disagree at all, Luc. I’m with you on this.”

Lucien’s cell rang. He pushed a button on the car’s
stereo so he could take the call through Bluetooth. He tapped on the speaker,
as he had nothing to hide from Bruno.

“Lucien.”

“Lucien, my boy, glad I got ahold of you.” The voice
of Doctor Godwin Fairee filled the vehicle.

“Damn, Doc, you must be psychic. I was just heading
your way.”

“Oh yes, I had a feeling that you needed me. Is it
time to bring your fantasy into the light?”

He glanced at Bruno, and Bruno shrugged his shoulders.
There was a look of disbelief on this face as well. He put his eyes back on the
road.

“Bruno and I need you to work your magic. Anastasia is
resistant to regular persuasion. You’d offered the use of the club, and we wish
to take that avenue. I know I said I wanted to try to go the normal route.
Well, the situation is anything but normal.”

“I’ve already spoken with Felipe. The club is yours to
use. As it is with everyone, just fill out the proper paperwork and everything
will be nice and tidy.”

“We have a matter of needing to have everything done
within a certain time frame.”

“I remember. Say nothing more. Your wish is my
command.” The old man chuckled, and then the phone went dead.

“If anyone can do it … Fairee can,” Bruno said in a
reassuring voice.

“Exactly.”

“How do you think he’ll do it, Luc?”

“I don’t know. It’s like you said, though, if anyone
can do it, Fairee can.” There was no need to head to Fairee’s now, so he
whipped the car back around and headed for home. He needed a run and was quite
certain that Bruno could do with one too. He wouldn’t worry about how or why she
got there. He knew it would be done. The old man discerned wishes and had
enough balls to see them through.

Chapter Four

Her feet and back ached. Manual labor was definitely
something she hadn’t been used to. She was actually starting to like it. Her
sister Dru thought she was crazy, wondering how she could even possibly like
such demeaning work as vacuuming, dusting, and cleaning toilets.

She’d of course told Drusilla that it was an honest
pastime and she was now truly being a productive member of society.
There
was nothing like working for a living to make you appreciate everything you
had.
Why it took her this long she didn’t know, but she needed to speak
with Cinda and to thank her.

She looked up from wiping down some desks that were in
the office she was currently cleaning and gasped. A large black man with the
prettiest eyes she’d ever seen stood in the doorway.

“Sorry, little lady, I didn’t mean to startle you.”

Damn, his voice was deep and sexy too. The baritone
sent shivers along her spine. She hadn’t thought anyone could make her
instantly wet but Lucien. She was wrong, very wrong.

“How did you get in here? No one else is supposed to
be in here.” Her voice was accusatory, and she stood, crossing her arms over
her chest.

“You didn’t lock the door.”

“Oh.” How stupid of her.

“I’m not going to hurt you. I have a message to give
you.”

“A message?”

“Yes, Cinda and Nico wanted you to know that you need
to come to the club in order to get your stipend. There was a problem with the
bank transfers. They’re not sure what it is. I was sent to give you that info.”

“Okay … why couldn’t she call me or just tell me that
herself?” She frowned. None of this was making any sense to her. Why would she
have to basically go back to the scene of the crime, as it were?

“I wanted to see the infamous Anastasia who drank all
the drinks I made that night then destroyed everything in her path.” He had a
smirk on his beautiful full lips. She wanted to nibble on that bottom lip. Her
reaction to him was shocking. The pull towards a man who was a stranger was odd
yet exhilarating.

“Wait, you were there that night?”

“Yes, I work for Felipe. I’m the bartender there. My
name is Bruno Hunter.” He held his hand out to her, and she slowly moved
forward and placed her smaller hand into his. The tingles started from where
his hand held hers and went straight to her clit. She gulped.
Sex on a
fucking stick.

When he removed his hand from hers, a golden card
rested in her hand. She held the card up to her face. It was like the card
they’d found in Cinda’s room.
Once
Upon a Dream Fantasies: Once the door is open all dreams come true. Step
inside.

Quickly she flipped it over. On the other side was the
image of two wolves. Two? Two wolves? Her head was spinning, and none of what
was happening was making sense other than she knew she had to go get the money
she was due and speak to Cinda. Why else would she go there? Lucien. Lucien
also worked at the club. The card shimmered with a strange gilded light, and
before her eyes the wolves disappeared and her face appeared.

She gasped, her voice hitching and the hand that held
the card trembling. “What’s this about?”

“Come to the club and find out, Anastasia Trumane.”

“I don’t think I’m welcomed there.” She’d said that
more to herself.

“You wouldn’t have that card if you weren’t.”

“I don’t think I can go. Tell Cinda I’ll get the money
from them next month. I don’t need it right now.” That was the truth, and she
was sticking to it. She’d been smart and saved some money. So she didn’t have
to get the income just yet.

“What a shame. I was hoping to see you there.” His
eyes were twinkling, and damned if she didn’t want to do anything he asked.

“Why’d you want to see me?”

“Why not? Just think about it? There’s nothing a few
stiff ones can’t handle.”

Heat filled her face at the imagery those words
aroused. His expression let in on the fact that he could tell what she was
thinking.

“Drinks, Ana … I meant drinks.”

“Oh, okay. Let me think about it.” She licked her
lips, and she watched his eyes shift to her mouth.

“You do that, and I’ll let you get back to work.”
Before she could stop him, he’d grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips,
kissing the back of it gently, and then he was gone.

She was scared. Not about seeing Cinda, but about
going to the club and stepping through the door. There were two wolves there
waiting, and she sensed for certain one of those wolves was Lucien.

****

Damn. Lucien was right. With just a touch, he’d wanted
to pin Anastasia against the nearest wall and fuck her ‘til they were both senseless.
She was beautiful, and his desire to take her as well as protect her was high.

When Doc Fairee had approached them with the way to
get her back into the club, he’d stated one of them had to go. Bruno had
volunteered. Both he and Lucien realized if Luc had shown up that at this point
it would send her in the other direction. The wolf in them both wanted her to
run, but the human sides knew that this situation demanded finesse. Finesse and
a bit of flirt, as Lucien put it; it was everything that Bruno possessed.

Dialing Lucien’s number, he waited for him to pick up.
He’d promised to report back to him to let him know how it went.

“Talk to me.” Fuck, he loved Luc’s voice.

“She’s perfect for us. She had just the right amount
of sass to go along with intelligence.”

“That she is. How’d everything go?”

“There’s a bit of resistance there, but I think she’s
intrigued enough to come.”

“Tell me you picked up the connection.”

“Picked up? Hell, I’m throbbing right now. My wolf
doesn’t want to play nice.”

“Get home.” He heard the warning in Lucien’s voice.
Lucien would understand that his wolf was fighting for dominance to take their
mate.

“See you in a few.” He hung up the cell and tossed it
into the passenger seat.

His hands tightened on the steering wheel as his wolf
tried to go back in and claim what it knew belonged to them. It wasn’t easy.
His wolf almost won out. It wouldn’t take anything to go back in and take her.
The thought, though delicious and intriguing, wasn’t a viable option.
This
must be what Lucien has been feeling ever since coming back into contact with
Ana
.