“I’ll be there in the morning. I’m sorry, but I’ve got a mess. Can you just explain it to me on the phone?”
Brazen smirks as he stares at the newly bonded couple as they continue devouring each other, and then he answers, “I think that’s a really good idea.”
What’s his problem?
“Yeah. I’ll explain it right now.”
I take a deep breath to prepare myself for the lecture which will change the two early hybrids’ lives, and I work my way down to the present while answering the numerous questions along the way. After a few long, grueling hours, I finally drop the biggest bombs.
“Angelica is destined to be gifted, and I have to take them both to the commander of the United tomorrow at first light - which is just a few hours away now.”
“How do you know she’ll be gifted?” Nicholas asks while walking in the door with his phone still attached to his ear.
Angelica quickly disengages from her close contact with Grayson, and then Nicholas goes to sit between them, his pale eyes burning into Grayson’s newly changed blues.
“Gifted hybrids are only drawn to other gifted hybrids while in their savage form. As you saw, Grayson is indeed very gifted, and Angelica and he are drawn to each other very obviously. Tomorrow I’ll drive them out to Seminole to introduce them, and they’ll both have to be marked.”
“No,” Grayson objects in a worried panic.
“You have to,” I comfort. “Things are different when you’re all grown up, and our commander is now a hybrid,” I say reassuringly.
“How the hell did that happen?” he scoffs in disbelief.
“Another story for another time,” I mumble while glancing at the clock, and Brazen stands to pull my hand in his.
“Will you go with me?” I ask hopefully, and his lips cover mine as Angelica stands with her father and Grayson.
“I can’t tomorrow,” he grumbles against my lips. “Clay text me while you were speaking, and they’ve bumped up my detail date. I’ll be leaving in the morning around eight. This will be a chance for you to get closure though, and then maybe we can start working toward the future,” he seduces, and then his lips lightly tug against mine until a throat clearing interrupts us.
“I’m sorry, but Grayson has agreed to come back to my place. I’ll have them ready in the morning, and we’ll meet you at the gate,” Nicholas interjects, and Brazen smiles into our kiss.
I turn back to face him, while nodding in agreement. They quietly disperse, and Brazen scoops me up to pull me to his chest. I laugh loudly when he twirls me around, and then I feel the bed beneath me.
“I’m still feeling it,” he breathes.
“Are you?” I murmur while sliding my hand up his back.
“Very much.”
I smile as his tongue begins exploring my mouth, and then I hear his pants slapping the floor as he slides the shirt I’m wearing up. He jerks my hips to meet his, and I smile daringly while rising up to find the soft, cool flesh hiding the warm blood. My teeth start to press in, and he groans as he waits.
I teasingly pull back before breaking the skin, and he thrusts into me hard as punishment - incredibly satisfying punishment.
“Do it, please,” he pleads.
I smile bigger while grazing my teeth across his skin, and he slams into me again. His thrust forces my unsheathed blood bringers to break the skin, and the blood drips into my mouth to end the teasing escapade. The fuck wanted becomes the fuck needed, and he pounds into me with a consistent force, bringing out my panting breaths early on.
His lips continue to tangle with mine, and then my gift begins seeping out to cause the room to vibrate. He smiles smugly behind the kiss for the reaction he has never caused, and then he binds my hands above my head to slam into me even harder. His free hand slides down to grip my ass and elevate my hips so I’m forced to feel all of his girth charging in to fill me.
“Fuck,” I screech, and his teeth come to bite my shoulder without breaking skin.
I begin quivering ferociously, and his rhythm quickens to the point I have no choice but shiver out my gasping tale. More and more girly moans slip out involuntarily, and his cool breath falls over my scorching skin to only intensify the passionate tousle.
Those beautiful pale eyes glow to show their night vision as he takes in my ecstasy-filled body. My back arches when his base finds mine through the thrashing, and he draws back again. I can’t look away. He’s so fucking hot right now, and I wish so badly I could just give myself to him… forever.
His lips find mine for a fleeting second, and then he uses both hands to shift my hips to meet him once more. I scream loudly as he thrusts into me from an unexplainably perfect angle, and he holds himself inside me at the deepest point as his eyes roll back in his head. He collapses to my body, his breaths raggedly dragging across my face, and then he kisses me so sweetly.
“Fucking shit, Araya. Why the hell didn’t we fuck like this before?” he murmurs against my lips.
“I don’t know. Because we were both trying to do what we thought the other one wanted?” I ask rather than state.
“I fucking want you like this all day everyday. Please tell me you’re mine,” he growls, and he thrusts into me again, his erection fully returned and ready to do some damage.
“I need closure,” I gasp out, and then I grip him tighter to make him stay inside me.
He jerks free to force his fuck once more, and I tremble at the sensations which are still trying to recover from the last brutal awakening.
“Then I want you. As soon as you fucking get it, I want you,” he pants out, and then his rhythm starts all over again.
Holy fucking full blood. Brazen. Definitely Brazen.
