Page 30 of Awakened and Betrayed
Not at all dissuaded by my clear lack of interest, Torrez runs the tip of his nose across the runes on the top of my shoulder.This Balto-ass motherfucker.I swipe my hand and the blade to the side, cutting him, and he yelps back.
“Witch! What the fuck?” Torrez shouts, his hands flashing from my shoulders down to protect himself.
He pulls one hand back up and glares at me, when he spots blood on his fingertips.
“Listen carefully, White Fang. I don’t know what kind of sexual assault passes for affection around here, but I’m not interested in finding out. When a female pushes you away, you move the fuck away. And don’t you ever touch my runes again.”
Torrez flashes a knowing smile at me that has me seeing red. Fuck it. I take it back; I’m cool with killing at least one shifter tonight. In less than a second, the dagger I’m still gripping goes flying toward Torrez. Silas snaps his hand out, stealing the blade from the air and keeps it from connecting with his Beta. The smug look that was sneaking across the Alpha’s face falls when the second dagger I called and threw, lands in Torrez’s shoulder. Torrez shouts and starts swearing, which effectively wipes the shit-eating grin he was just wearing right off his face.
I fucking warned him.
“Well, thanks for the run, the threats, and the complete disregard for my body and boundaries. I think I’ve had quite enough of your hospitality, and I’ll be on my way.”
I give a terse nod to Alpha Silas, who doesn’t seem to know if he should deal with me or tend to Torrez. I don’t wait for him to decide before I turn around and start walking off. A gargantuan white and gray wolf growls at me when I step toward him expecting him to move out of my way. Magenta streaks crackle over my skin when I call on my Offensive magic in response to the threat.
The wolf’s eyes quickly dart behind me and then he drops his lips back down over his canines and steps aside. I throw a look over my shoulder and give a nod of thanks to Silas for intervening.
“The lamia won’t be back. Sorry my drama followed me here.”
I give an absent wave but don’t wait for a reply, before stalking my way back through the trees. Now to find my Jeep and get the fuck out of here.
17
Isnuggle in deeper against the large body at my back. Morning wood pushes against my ass, and I rub my cheek against the muscular bicep under my head. Another arm coils tighter around my waist, pressing me in closer to whoever is behind me. Judging by the nicely tanned arms around me, it’s either Valen or Bastien in here with me. They’re lucky I noticed the runes on their finger earlier when I woke up cocooned by my surprise bed buddy.
I push my ass against the good morning going on in this twin’s pants and fight off a smile. A big hand moves lower on my abdomen as one of the twins groans and grinds against me from behind.
“Fuck, Bruiser. You feel so fucking good,” Bastien rumbles in my ear, before he nips at my earlobe.
I tilt my head to give him better access. My teasing laugh dies in my throat when Bastien sucks on my neck and thrusts his cock deliciously close to where I want it. I give an appreciative moan and grind back against Bastien a couple more times before I wiggle around in his arms so that we’re facing each other. By the moons, he’s gorgeous.
I give a quick thought about my morning breath, but the concern flutters away when Bastien’s lips take hold of mine. He runs his fingers through my hair and deepens the kiss. His tongue teases mine. His lips nip and suck me and every nerve ending in my body, fully awake. He rolls me to my back, and I go willingly, spreading my legs wide in invitation.
He sucks my bottom lip hard and releases it with a pop. He kisses a trail down my neck while simultaneously pushing up my t-shirt. He grinds his hips between my spread thighs, and the friction has my soaked underwear delightfully rubbing against my lips and clit. My girly grunt of approval turns into a languid moan when Bastien takes my nipple into his mouth and sucks hard.Fuck, he’s going to have me coming from just from that.He alternates flicks of his tongue with deep hard sucks and pinches my other nipple hard with his fingers. He pulls away and softly brushes his full lips around my peaked, sensitive breasts.
“By the stars, I can’t wait to wake up with you like this all the time. Even if it’s not me, I’m going to get off every morning knowing one of the others is in here doing this to you.”
Bastien punctuates his confession by trading nipples and resumes his ministrations. I arch into him, encouraging every single thing that he’s doing. My hands are tangled into his dark waves, as I pant and moan, and my orgasm builds. A purple flash of magic ripples down my arms and moves from me to Bastien. His head jerks up in surprise as the magic moves towards him. His eyes close, and he lets out a blissful moan as the violet magic soaks into him.
If I hadn’t already experienced my orgasm inducing, sexed-up magic with Valen, I’d probably be freaking out right now. But I know it feels fucking amazing instead of painful like I thought the first time it happened. That thought momentarily snaps me out of the hormone muddled moment.
“Bastien, where are the others, and how the hell did you get in here?”
He gives a deep moan and grinds against me again, as another ripple of purple magic soaks into him. Fuck. He takes a moment to process that I asked him something and tries to rein in his focus.
“The guys are all home. It was my night to come and try and break in, so that’s why I’m here.”
I stare at him confused.
“Knox tried to get in the first night and Valen the second. Your paladin babysitter caught both of them and sent them on their way. I figured the same thing would happen to me, but last night when I showed up, he was nowhere to be seen. So I let myself in.” He nuzzles my nipple with the tip of his nose. “The elders are fucking delusional if they think this place is safe. The gate opens for anyone, and I magicked the window open, and it didn’t even set off an alarm. I’m sure Enoch and Becket probably think they're untouchable because of who their fathers are, but after what happened with the lamia, they should fucking know better.”
Bastien leans down to get back to business, but I cup his stubble covered cheeks and pull his head up. Shit. Why does reality have to fuck with the needs of my libido?
“Bas, if so much shit didn’t go down last night, I would be demanding right now that you bang me into next Tuesday. But a ton of shit did go down, so can we pause this fuckfest for like ten minutes?” He smiles at me, his eyes lighting up with humor. “I’m serious; it’s just a pause because this—” I reach down and palm his cock. “needs to be inside of me as soon as possible.”
Bastien groans and grinds against my hand, and it’s all I can do not to reach into his pants and give his dick a proper hello.
“Bruiser, we’re not having sex here in Enoch Cleary’s coven house.”
