CHAPTER NINE
– KAREV –
She’s so damn gorgeous with her wide and intriguing eyes, hanging onto every damn word I tell her. So. Damn. Innocent. Fucking hell, I can’t believe Calvania sheltered his daughters, keeping them away from the whole damn world.
“My father accepted an arranged marriage. Reasons for this are many. Forged bloodlines, alliances, no fated mate and after decades of waiting he needed to create offspring. Hence the arranged marriage to secure alpha hellhounds. There was no love between my parents, and my father fucked around on my mother. Which resulted in him impregnating the maid. Lower-class hellhounds, bastard kids, were a disgrace. Which is why he took me with him to make sure the twins were dumped for adoption in another state without a trace of a connection to my father.”
“Yikes. What a screwed-up situation, and why would a father put that kind of burden on his own son? Ugh. Bound by blood, to make sure no one knew and he couldn’t dump them himself. What an asshole,” Lea grumbles.
I nod. “He paid the highest price for it, though. With his head when my mother beheaded him in his sleep.”
Her eyes go wide, a look I’ve seen a few times now. “Holy freaking shit. For real?”
“Years later once she found out. Yes. She built a guillotine to take her own life.” I release a sigh, remembering that night I found them, right after Lina showed up when she was fourteen years old.
What my mother did wasn’t on my half-sister; my father made his own choices, as did my mother.
Lea reaches out and covers my hand with hers. “I’m sorry.”
“Which is why I’ve never shot my load inside a woman’s cunt,” I blurt, and wince.
Way to share this little detail.
She narrows her eyes. “So, you’ve been with other women, but just kept your sperm to yourself.”
My lips part and yet no words come out. I rub a hand over my face and wonder how this damn conversation turned into my sexual experiences.
Releasing a sigh, I study the blanket I’m sitting on while I admit, “Basically? Yes. Blow jobs only, making sure the human swallows.”
There’s no way I can look my fated mate in the eye while I fucking tell her that another woman had her mouth on me.
Even more when the mate in question is the judge and juror of jealousy.
Blondie merely mentioning a blow job and touching my forearm is a prime example of how well she takes these things.
“You won’t be doing anything with another woman again.” Her voice is as hard as steel.
Raising my eyes to meet her bright green ones I firmly state, “Only you from here on out.”
She must see the truth in my eyes because after a few heartbeats she nods and asks, “You mentioned that Floraline was a hellhound, but she’s human? You also said twins. What happened? And how did your mother find out after years and then turn all murder suicide?”
“Twin lower-level hellhounds. There were complications during the birth. The mother died, and when my father cut open her belly to save the children...we didn’t see two normal babies, only one while the other had shifted and was killing his sister.
I believed Floraline died in the womb, and used all her supernatural strength that was left to heal her body.
Which is why she’s human. Her brother stole her strength to make sure he survived, giving him some boost because I watched him grow another fucking head. ”
Lea keeps staring at me. Fucking hell. I’ve been keeping this secret for decades and now I’m telling two different people in one damn day.
“I took both babies and placed them with different parents. No one knew where I left Floraline since she was human. My father had three different addresses of supernatural couples without children, who were unable to conceive. I picked a werewolf couple. The fucker killed his adoptive parents and I’ve lost track of him since. ”
Lea jumps from the bed and starts to pace.
“Such a vicious creature. Damn. I mean, supernatural children growing up are hard to raise. Going into puberty and becoming a young adult is even harder. Which is also why my father homeschooled us. Seriously, it took a long damn time for me to control my emotions and with it my power. My sister? She’s still a drama queen and it takes hours or sometimes days to calm her down. ”
Now it make a little sense why Calvania kept his daughters safe from the world and vice versa.
Lea comes to an abrupt stop and gasps. “Oh no. Do you think he’s coming for his sister? For you?” She shakes her head. “No, he won’t be able to kill you because you have more heads. Right?”
The corner of my mouth twitches. “If you’re asking if I’m stronger, then yes, I technically am.”
She narrows her eyes. “Technically?”
“He killed his own twin in the womb, his powers might have intensified due to the merger of hers with his.” I shrug. “No one really knows. I’ve tried to research it, but haven’t been able to find anything.”
“If we complete our bond, you would be stronger as well, right? Then we should do it,” she blurts.
“Do it,” I repeat.
Her cheeks turn scarlet and her eyes are suddenly studying the floor. “Have sex, it’s how we complete the bond...or so I’ve read.”
I slide off the bed and walk to where she’s standing. “Eyes on me, Lea.”
She’s biting her bottom lip when she glances up. “Securing our bond also means combining two powerful supernaturals. Your powers are fueled similar to the fire inside me. Having sex could mean blowing up this place until it’s only us standing in the coal covered ruins.”
My cock twitches inside my pants at the thought of taking her virgin pussy. Sliding deep inside a cunt for the first time ever. Fuck, now I’m hard.
A sly grin slides across my face. “We will burn the sheets clean off, that’s for fuckin’ sure.” Then I remember why we’re having this discussion. “Which is probably why Drexel targeted your sister.”
“Yeah. It’s a good thing she dumped him. Wait...if she dumped him...they can’t be fated mates, right? I mean, there’s no way I could dump you. Just the thought would be...”
“No,” I cut her off. “They probably weren’t. Yet, I know about incidents where a fated mated was rejected. But, Lea?”
I wait for her eyes to lock on mine. “Floraline’s brother, my half-brother, his name is Drexel. I’m fairly sure it’s the same hellhound whose ego was stomped on when your sister rejected him. There are simply too many coincidences.”
Her eyes go wider than I’ve seen them pop. “You’re shitting me. Fuck. We have to kill him. Come. We need to do it so we can...do it.”
She waves her hand and if the situation wasn’t so fucked, I’d laugh. “Do it, as in fuck to power-up and then kill my half-brother?”
“Yes.” She snaps her fingers and then points. “Exactly.”
Her breathing changes as we stare at one another. My cock has been hard since she mentioned us having sex. Right now, I couldn’t care less about the consequences, or about killing that motherfucker who has been nothing but trouble since he was born. Hell, even inside the womb Drexel was vicious.
Lea licks her bottom lip and everything around us stops, including my brain. There’s no thinking when I cup the back of her neck and pull her soft body against my hard muscles. I groan when I take her mouth and shove my tongue to find hers.
My eyes fall shut when I knead her fine ass and grind my hard cock against her belly.
Yes. This is the solution to everything.
I’ve had females suck my cock, but there has never been any emotion tied to it.
Taking the edge off the way I fuck my own hand.
Clinical with a goal to release some pumped-up pressure.
This? My whole body tingles and I feel as if there’s an energy source kicking to life inside me. A growl rumbles through my chest when I swallow her soft moan. When her delicate hands go into my hair it’s all over and done.
My mate’s virginity is going to disappear in a few heartbeats. Screw foreplay, fuck easing her into taking my cock. I’m going to go insane if I’m not inside her right fucking now.
Her hands disappear from my hair and she touches the fabric on her shoulders, causing the fabric to fall away from her body. She’s standing completely naked in front of me with her cherry-colored nipples, lush tits, soft belly, and the gorgeous, trimmed pussy that has my mouth watering.
I rip my cut off and throw it on the chair in the corner. My pants are next and I’m kicking off my boots while palming my cock. Adrenaline is pumping and the power is humming under my skin. I have to take a deep breath because it feels as if I’m about to lose control.