Chapter 25
Chapter twenty-five
Tate
A rumbling growl ripped from Kyren as he laid splayed across my bed, his head in my lap. “They made another amendment.”
“Oh, no. Not another one,” I murmured, not looking up from my phone, my words dripping with sarcasm. I was used to his random tirades. I let my fingers trail through his hair, hoping to calm him.
“I’m serious, Tate.” Kyren shoved my hand away from his head. “This cannot keep going. At this rate, the Durands will have us being nothing more than humans with special dietary requirements.”
“I thought you didn’t care about what they did.” I sighed, flicking my finger across the screen of my phone. “Plus that’d never happen. You’re still faster and stronger than a human. Then there’s the whole sensitivity to the sun thing.”
Kyren ignored my logic and continued. “The problem with the Durands isn’t that they run most of the supernatural council, which already should be against the law. The problem is that some of the most powerful vampires of our region are being led around by the fangs by some human puta.”
“Hey, that’s not very nice.” I finally glanced away from my phone. “You’ve never met her, so you don’t know if she’s a bitch or not. And besides, not all humans are bad. I’m human… at least half the time.” I pouted, pulling my lip ring between my teeth.
“Not you, mi lobo.” Kyren grabbed me by the back of the neck and drew his head down to mine.
“I never mean you.” He captured my lower lip between his, pulling my lip ring between his teeth and giving it a little tug.
“I would rip the throats out of anyone who dared ever cross you. Destroy their families and every descendant until there was nothing left of them but ash. Not even the memory of them would exist for daring to touch what’s mine. ”
I rolled my eyes, drawing away with an exaggerated sigh. “So dramatic. You can just say I love you like everyone else, you know?”
He dragged my face back to his, waiting until my gaze locked with his. “I love you, Tate,” he murmured. “From the first day, I have loved no one else more in my hundred and fifty-four years than you.”
“Such a romantic.” My lips quirked up. “Fine. I get it. Not all humans. Just the ones with the last name Durand. However…” My tongue dragged against his lips as I grabbed at his clothes, a familiar taste on his lips.
Kyren pulled back. “What?”
“Is there something you want to tell me?”
For the first time in five years, Kyren looked bashful.
Unable to hold back from teasing him, I leaned forward, tracing my fingers along his lips. “Did you finally kiss Jack?”
Kyren tried to turn his head to avoid my gaze.
“Now, now, don’t be shy.” I chuckled, tugging at his hair. “How did she react?”
“We were talking about the Durands, not Jack.”
Eyes crinkling at the edges, I let him change the topic but didn’t let up the teasing. My fingers pulled down the fly of his black slacks as my lips twitched with amusement.
“Have you ever noticed that every time you go on a tangent about the Durands, you get all worked up and need to fuck?”
“I do not,” Kyren argued, his head snapping back to me even as he moaned.
I palmed his cock, pulling it from root to tip with practiced hands. “Says the one with a hard on from just bitching about them. I worry that once you meet the Durand brat, you won’t know if you want to fuck or kill her. Maybe both.”
With an annoyed growl at the very thought of the Durand daughter, Kyren twisted around until he straddled my lap. He pulled me out of my sweatpants, hand tight around my shaft.
“Don’t talk to me about her with your hand on my cock.”
“Oh?” I arched my brow. “Maybe we should talk about another human woman then.” I squeezed his cock, drawing his attention to the empty bed across the room.
My roommate, Jack, who has become increasingly prevalent in both our minds as of late, wasn’t home, supposedly studying before our date tonight. The princess kept her side of the room neat, almost too neat, uncluttered as if she wasn’t expecting to stay long.
That was an unsettling thought.
Though, compared to my side, which looked like a bomb had gone off with books piled on every surface and clothing hanging from drawers, anything would look neat in comparison.
“What do you think our princess is doing right now?” I crooned, pumping him slowly as my thumb circled his tip.
The thought of the dark-haired beauty made his shadows writhe around us. They reached out, latching onto my limbs, dragging through my braids, stroking down the length of my cock.
“Mmmm, yes, you’re definitely interested in that particular human,” I groaned, hips bucking into his hand and shadows.
“If she walked in right now, would you ask her to join us? Think she’d stay and watch?
” My words came out in grunts and growls with every pump of our hands.
“Maybe she’d climb up here between us. Impale herself on our cocks. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
He gripped the back of my head, pulling my mouth to his.
My dirty talk usually had Kyren easily speeding toward his release, but talking about Jack, the enigma that she was, painting a picture of her naked flesh rubbing between us, our cocks filling her holes while she moaned for us… It was going to make him come faster than he ever had.
I pulled back with a gasp of air. “Think she’d scream for us?
She’s so quiet. Can barely drag a handful of words out of her half the time.
But I bet we could make her scream.” I spit on his cock, then tightened my hand and moved faster, earnest in dragging him toward his release.
“You feel that? It’s her pretty pussy squeezing you. ”
“Fuck.” Kyren’s free hand slammed on the wall behind my head, doubling over as he tightened beneath my hand. Before he could hit that sharp release, I slowed down. “Oh, mi lobo,” he chuckled darkly, “you want to play today?”
I opened my mouth to retort then paused, my ear twitching. I cupped his chin and turned his head toward the door. “Listen.”
Purposeful footsteps strode up to the door, Jack’s sharp and sweet scent faintly brushed underneath the door just before the door handle turned.
“Don’t stop.” My voice was low in his ear as time seemed to slow in anticipation. My hand stroked him once more, in slow deliberate strokes. He matched my pace, both our eyes watching the door.
Her scent grew stronger as the door opened. Kyren breathed her in with a groan, unable to keep his hips from bucking up into my hand.
“That’s it, almost there,” I crooned in his ear.
I didn’t know if I meant our release or Jack’s appearance.
I wasn’t sure which one I wanted to happen next, either at this point.
Just the thought of seeing her, seeing how she reacted to our presence, made me grit my teeth to keep from coming before I saw her.
Her dark curly hair came into view first. Her head was bent down, those almond-colored eyes focused on the phone in her hand. Her soft plump lips pressed into a tight line, her brow furrowed.
She didn’t look up when she came into the room. Her booted feet thudded across the hardwood floor. My gaze scanned down her form, legs cased in tight black fitted pants, showcasing her curves and making my mouth water.
I knew Kyren was looking, too, from the way his cock twitched in my hand.
My eyes followed the line of her t-shirt, cut so that hung off one shoulder, exposing that pale smooth skin, just begging for our teeth to mark it. A second later, Kyren’s fangs sank into my neck, jerking a desperate sound from my throat.
This time, the sound drew Jack’s attention. Her eyes jerked to the side, locking eyes with mine over Kyren’s shoulder, her breath caught in her throat. Her mouth rounded as she stepped back.
“Don’t,” I said, feeling myself about to come. “Don’t go.”
Jack licked her lips, her pulse racing in my ears.
I inhaled deeply, taking in her spicy scent of arousal. My hips thrusted quicker in an uneven rhythm. Kyren’s own pistoned faster, almost wild like me in my wolf form during mating season.
My eyes trailed down her body, settling on her thighs. The feel of my gaze made her press them together, rubbing them back and forth.
“Are you wet for us, princess?” I growled out, unable to help myself.
Jack made a sound almost like a whimper that was the final catalyst. My balls drew up, and Kyren bit harder. Hot strings of cum shot out of us both, splattering over our hands and clothes.
Breathing heavily, I swallowed with a lick of my lips. “I’m going to need to shower and change before our date, princess,” I chuckled. “I hope you don’t mind.”
Her eyes blinked rapidly as if waking from a daze. Jack’s hand came up and covered her mouth, before she nodded quickly. “Ummm… yes. Right. I’ll just…” She pointed at the door, unable to rip her gaze from us even as she raced toward the exit.
Leaning my head back against the wall, I laughed. “I’ve never seen her run away so fast.”
Kyren languidly licked at the bite on my neck, his head turning toward the door. “I’m sure we could make her run faster, if we decided to chase her.”
The thought made my already softening cock twitch. Hmmm. Apparently, we liked that idea.
I shifted Kyren off me and stood, grabbing the back of my shirt and pulling it over my head. I used it to clean off my hand and stomach before tossing it to Kyren so he could do the same.
“Maybe back off the topic of chasing her unless you want to give her a heart attack. I have a feeling she’s more inexperienced than we thought.”
Kyren hummed.
“So what do you think? Italian or Mexican?” I asked, going through my dresser for some clean clothes to take to the bathroom.
It was time to woo the princess.