Chapter 33
Can’t Lose You
I groan and blink my eyes open. I feel like I was run over by a truck. Twice. Lifting a hand to the back of my head, I hiss.
There’s a knot the size of a golf ball back there. I groan and pull my hand away to find it warm and sticky. What the hell?
“Easy, I’ve almost healed the worst of it. This necklace will do only so much. I’m going to get you help as soon as I get you stable.”
Looking up, I find Cole kneeling over me. He has a glowing pendant in his hand as he tries to heal me. I know right away he’s not going to be able to do much for me.
Half-breed mutt. He’s never grown into any of his powers. He might as well be human.
“W … hat happened? Where is she?” I hiss.
“I told you not to go after her. We should have escaped the moment I freed you,” he says. “I’m going to be in so much trouble for allowing you to get hurt.”
I scoff out a laugh. The action makes my chest burn and I start to cough. He allowed me to get hurt is funny.
I look around in disgust. I need to get back and kill that bitch. Those fucking bitches must have helped her to jump me.
I turn up my nose as I take in our surroundings. We’re in a dank, wet, smelly tunnel. My mouth pops open when I realize where he has brought me.
“Are we in the sewer?”
“Yes, it was the best I could do. We had to get away from those wolves. I was barely able to use the necklace to get us out, but they were on our trail. I needed to mask our scent,” he says and frowns.
I begin to slap at his hands. His healing is useless. It’s a waste of time.
With his weak magic, I doubt it will hold anyway. How dare he interfere and run like a coward? He may not have any honor, but I will not relinquish mine.
“I’m not hiding in some sewer like some helpless coward. I need to find that bitch and finish her off. Bradan will regret choosing her over me. Fuck those dogs of his. I will snap their fucking necks right after I burn that bitch alive,” I seethe.
“You’re not going to make it back into the compound. Besides, your injuries need more attention. I’m sure you have a concussion and the bruising on your chest is pretty bad. You probably have some internal damage.”
“I can’t believe I let them best me. I’ll be ready next time. It will be just me and her and then we’ll see what happens,” I snarl.
“Uh, Seraphina?”
“Save it, Cole. I don’t need you to keep telling me I can’t go back. I will find a way to get to her.”
“Um … right. If you don’t want me to heal you, let me get you to safety. We can’t stay here much longer. My powers were stripped.
“I’m using burrowed magic. We shouldn’t keep the mistress waiting. She was expecting us after I freed you from your cell. We are way behind schedule. I hope she’s still waiting.”
“Mistress?”
“Yes, I … uh … had help freeing you.”
“That figures. From who?”
“I’m not sure who she is, but she’s pretty powerful. I couldn’t have done it without her.”
“As if I don’t know that. Help me up and take me to this woman.”
He helps me to my feet, and I feel the moisture that has seeped through my clothing. A shiver of disgust runs through me. I grind my teeth and push through to get the fuck out of here.
“The fucking sewer, like some piece of trash,” I grumble.
“I’m doing my best to help,” Cole says like a sniveling pussy.
I roll my eyes and keep moving. Those bitches are going to pay for jumping me. That little bitch won’t always have help.
Just you wait, you bitch.
Taylor
I can’t believe I turned into a living, breathing flame and kicked that bitch’s ass. Bradan should have allowed me to finish her off. We both want her gone, that much I’m sure of.
However, there’s one thing we disagree on. I don’t think Kendrick ever had anything to do with releasing her. Whoever helped her get out had something to do with that weird mind link he thought was coming from his brother.
“I’m proud of you, little mate,” Bradan says, breaking into my thoughts as we walk into our room.
“I don’t know where that came from. That shit was so cool though.”
I furrow my brows as music starts to play. Bradan has his eyes fixed on me as he wraps his arms around me. I look up at him, trying to read him, but he’s closed his thoughts off from me.
“Beautiful Things” by Benson Boone is the song that’s playing. Bradan cups my face and tightens his arm around my waist. The room begins to crackle with sexual tension.
“I could have lost you. I never thought I could love someone the way I love you. The gods gave you to me, but they could take you back.
“I wouldn’t survive that. I wouldn’t survive losing you, Taylor. You’re everything to me, baby girl,” he breathes against my lips.
Then he takes my lips in a searing kiss. It starts out passionate and deep. However, he slows it down to a tender and possessive kiss that’s not characteristic of him. I’m so used to everything being hot and passionate with him, I’m a little thrown by this slow simmer.
Instead of making our clothes vanish, he takes the time to peel my sports bra from my body. He tosses it aside as he walks me back toward the bed. I reach for his cut and push it from his shoulders. He shrugs the rest of the way out of it as he continues to devour my mouth.
I kick my sneakers off as I stumble back. He steadies me by palming my ass. I can’t help moaning into his mouth.
“Bradan, I love you so much,” I whimper as he breaks the kiss to tug his T-shirt over his head.
He drops to his knees and reaches for my leggings. With one tug, he pulls them and my panties from my body. Looking up at me through his long lashes, he drops kisses all over my belly.
Pushing my hand into his hair, I tug his long locks. He groans and starts to bite and nip at my flesh. Reaching through my legs, he lifts me onto his shoulders and begins to devour my lower lips.
My mouth falls open and I throw my head back. In no time, he has me shaking and bucking away from his hungry mouth. His hums of pleasure are driving me crazy.
“Bray,” I cry out.
He stands to his full height, holding me to his face. I’m so wet and ready to feel him inside me. A grin comes to my face as I have an idea.
Before he can react, I lift and plant my foot on his shoulder. I then push off and backflip, impaling myself on his hard shaft. He groans deeply and grabs my ass.
“Fuck,” he growls out. “I’m trying to make love to you, baby, but you’re gonna make me fuck the shit out of you.”
“Every time you fuck me, you make love to me. Let’s stick to who we are,” I moan as I hold his face.
I kiss him, sucking his tongue into my mouth as he starts to bounce me harder. I should be careful what I ask for. Bradan abandons all thoughts of making love and going slow.
He fucks me like he’ll lose me if he stops. I’m here for it. I ride his dick like I need it to breathe. With each stroke, I feel our connection deepening.
I almost ask him to give me a baby as he promised, but I hold off. Something tells me we have a bumpy road ahead of us with that crazy bitch loose.
After hours of fucking, Bradan looks into my eyes as he sits on the edge of the bed with me straddling his lap, riding him. We breathe each other in as sweat pours down my back and between my breasts. His hair is like a curtain over my head and in our faces.
“Damnit, Taylor. You set me on fire. You’re all I want and need,” he growls in my ear before he releases into me.
I gasp as his seed triggers me and send me over. He allows me into his head and all his emotions come crashing down on me. I’m so overwhelmed by them, I burst into tears.
“I love you,” I sob as he kisses the top of my head.
I pull back to look him in the eyes. He cups my face and brushes his thumb across my bottom lip. Moving his hand to my throat, he palms it and tugs me into a hot, searing kiss.
There’s something different about this kiss. It speaks of need, love and desperation. I think back to the song he played earlier. Then, he speaks to my thoughts.
“I’m never going to lose you. I can’t,” he rumbles.