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Therewasagorgeousbronzed man asleep in my bed. My eyes rested on him as though he was some new, undiscovered species. It had been so long since I’d had a man in my bed, and certainly never one as delicious as this one. He slept on his back, his face turned away from me, and I studied him as he slept. A strong face, square jaw, and a straight nose. His mouth was soft, and although it was relaxed now, his cheeky, almost boyish grin made butterflies dance in my stomach when he smiled at me. His chocolate brown eyes were closed, and his short, dark blond hair was tousled, probably from our activities in the sheets the night before.
We’d all been exhausted when we’d finally reached Cairo. West hadn’t wasted any time in getting me far away from Bubastis. Once we’d retrieved my things and a change of clothes, Zayn had driven us back to the city, and West had checked us into the Four Seasons. It was a beautiful hotel, with dark wood, soft ivory furnishings, and hints of gold everywhere. The concierge had given us a rather disapproving look when we showed up in dirty clothes, looking and probably smelling like we’d been without showers for days, but as soon as West had dropped my name, the concierge had been all smiles and politeness, and we’d been shown to their largest suite. With two bedrooms, a small kitchen, a dining area, and a large sitting room, there had been plenty of room for us all. West had ordered Jack to feed me before I slept, and despite the fact I could barely keep my eyes open when we’d walked in and collapsed on the king-sized bed, one thing had obviously led to another and it had been a while before we’d fallen asleep.
I couldn’t believe it had only been three days since my life had been completely turned upside down. I mean, yes, refusing to get engaged and running away to Cairo had been pretty extreme, but finding out I was a reincarnated Egyptian goddess with magical powers who could shift into a lioness was pretty life-changing. The revelation that I needed a constant supply of blood to keep me strong was fairly disturbing too, though I couldn’t deny my constant hunger for it… and for other things as well.
As my eyes travelled down the sculpted planes of Jack’s chest, I licked my lips as I remembered his body pressed against mine and the taste of his blood in my mouth. Heat stirred in my belly despite the ache between my legs from the night before, so I reached out and trailed one fingertip gently down the fine line of blond hair that disappeared under one of the white cotton sheets, keeping my gaze on his face. His expression didn’t change, but his hand snapped up and around my wrist.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish, my lady,” he murmured, his eyes still closed.
I smiled, shifting my position until I looked down at him, his fingers still holding my hand captive. I bent down and began to kiss where my fingertip had just been, following the line and dipping my tongue below the end of the sheet. Jack groaned, releasing my hand, and I tugged the sheets down so I could continue my journey. I tormented him by kissing the soft places where his thighs met his torso, flicking my tongue against his skin, and grazing my teeth over his hip bones. His breathing became uneven, and I watched his cock stiffen, begging for my attention. I licked around the base, letting my hair brush over his skin.
“Tory...”
I glanced up at him through my eyelashes to see him raised on his elbows as he watched me. “Yes?” I asked innocently.
He grinned and shook his head. “I just want to watch you,” he said, shifting backwards so he was propped up on the pillows.
I smiled, and keeping my eyes on his, swirled my tongue around the head of his cock.
“Fuck,” he growled, reaching out and sliding a hand into my curls. I repeated the motion then slid my mouth down over his length, slowly teasing him until he groaned. “Tory, fuck...”
I increased my speed, sliding up and down his shaft, my tongue dancing over him inside my mouth. His grip on my hair tightened as he encouraged me to move faster, and his breath came in unsteady bursts as he neared his climax. I closed my eyes and ran my hands up his thighs, reaching under to cup his balls in my hand as I slid farther down, feeling him hit the back of my throat. Suddenly, something heavy landed on his belly just in front of me, and he jerked backwards.
“Shit!”
I pulled back and burst out laughing at the small bundle of black fur that padded around Jack’s flat stomach before finally arranging himself into a comfortable position and purring, his golden eyes fixed on me as he gazed past Jack’s hard cock, which was steadily losing its firmness with this latest arrival.
“What the fuck?” Jack demanded loudly.
I couldn’t help but laugh. In fact, I couldn’t stop laughing, collapsing into giggles that left me breathless.
“This is not funny,” he protested, glaring down at me. I couldn’t answer him, and his gaze darkened. I saw Kitty Cat fly through the air before landing deftly on his feet on the carpet. He gave Jack a disdainful look that made me laugh even harder.
“Think it’s funny, do you?” Jack asked. “Let’s see how you like it then.” He took hold of my shoulders, and I suddenly found myself on my back with Jack lying between my legs. I sucked in a breath as he slid down and pressed his mouth to my pussy, his tongue flicking over my clit. “Well, well,” he murmured against it, the vibrations of his voice sending tiny waves of pleasure through me. “I guess that’s one way to stop you from laughing at me.”
I opened my mouth to reply, but only a moan came out as he slid his tongue through my folds. My hips bucked as he pressed a finger inside me, and then two.
“Jack,” I moaned, gripping the sheets as his tongue circled my clit over and over.
“That’s it, my queen, say my name. I want you to scream it before we leave this room.”
I tipped my head back, closing my eyes as I succumbed to the sensation of his mouth on my pussy. He didn’t rush at all, moving slow and steady, and the need in me rose higher and higher. I twisted my hands in the sheets, trying to stop myself from grabbing him and sinking my fangs into his neck. I wanted him, all of him. His body and blood and the lust for both was driving me crazy.
“Jack, please... I need you so badly...” I felt him smile against me, his fingers sliding deeper and twisting inside me to hit all the right spots. I cried out his name again, begging him as he urged me higher. I couldn’t wait any longer, so I reached out and pulled him up to me, sinking my fangs deep into his throat. The taste of his blood burst over my tongue as my body exploded. I felt him shudder underneath me as I fed, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. The hardness of his cock sliding against my sensitive core was almost enough to push me back over, but I dug my nails into his back, trying to resist.
Jack was no longer in the mood to be gentle, and he didn’t hold back. He thrust into me hard, gripping my hips to hold me in place as he fucked me. I left red score marks down his back as I wrapped my legs tighter, trying to pull him deeper inside. I pulled my mouth away and turned, offering my neck for his hungry mouth. He didn’t hesitate, biting into me with a ferocity that thrilled me to my core. I hadn’t realised how much he’d needed my blood. He shuddered over and over as he drank, his hand cupping the back of my neck and pulling me hard against him. Any gentleness was gone as we rode towards our end.
He tore his mouth from my throat, letting out a cry that might have been my name before slamming deep inside me as he came hard. His brown eyes opened, gazing deep into mine, and then he reached out to run his hand down the side of my face. The sheer depth of feeling I saw in his eyes brought tears to mine and sent me spiralling over the edge as a second climax ripped through me, and I screamed his name, not caring who heard.
I felt a little self-conscious when I walked out into the sitting room a little later. Jack had showered and dressed in five minutes, but I’d taken a little longer, working the luxury shampoo and conditioner through my curls to try to remove the blood and dust from our adventures in the tunnels. I should have showered before we’d gone to bed the night before, but I had been so exhausted, I could barely stand. I’d wrapped my hair in a towel and ventured out dressed in the soft robe the hotel had provided in search of clothes.
Zayn and Wesley were already showered and dressed and waiting for us. Wesley was sitting in a small armchair near the widow, tapping away on his laptop. He looked up as I came in, and I saw his eyes drop to my bare legs before darting hurriedly back up to my face. I winked at him, and he actually blushed. Hmm, I guessed they’d definitely overheard then.
Zayn was sitting in the matching armchair reading theCairo News. He looked up and grinned, his eyes moving over all of me in a slow, deliberate sweep. He certainly wasn’t blushing when he finally met my eyes. “Good morning, Daughter of the Sun. You look full of light this morning. Either that was a good night’s sleep, or it was a really good—” A cushion collided with the side of his head, and I laughed as he picked it up and threw it back at Jack. He stood, set his newspaper on a side table, and moved over to me, taking my hand in his and pressing his lips to my knuckles. It wasn’t an unheard-of gesture, but then he leaned forward, and for a moment, I thought he was going to kiss me. Instead, he laid his forehead gently against mine, rubbing back and forth. I stood still as he did it, cocking my head when he pulled back. He smiled. “My apologies. Being back in my supernatural form has made me remember...”
