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“Fuck, that was intense.”
“Still is.”
I nodded and started working the belt on my jeans loose. My vampire’s talents are all wrapped up in sex and lust. Without asking, without him having to tell me, I knew sex would help us fix this, and I knew we didn’t have the luxury of time.
Marco had his clothes off and his dick lubed by the time I was naked, and he motioned towards the desk. “Do you want to bend yourself over the desk, or would you prefer I bend you over it?”
Shit, I wanted the latter, but, “We don’t have time for a fight, but you’re going to need to hold me down. When I reach zero, I’m going to stop being cooperative.”
I began counting down from five as I leaned over the desk, and by the time I hit zero, my vampire had my hands zip-tied in reverse prayer, one of his hands on my shoulder holding me down, and the other hand guiding his dick into my ass.
He was inside — though barely — when I started fighting, and he gave a solid shove and jammed himself halfway in before I could dislodge him.
“My wolf. My little bitch in heat, craving dick.”
“Yeah, and my motherfucking vampire, giving me dick when I crave it.”
Our words were crass, but the energies we’d both been fighting settled around us. We were both in the same aura now, sharing energies, rather than trying to keep them separate.
His dick was harder than granite and nearly as cool when he started, but not for long because he fucked me with vampire speed — so fast the friction should’ve caused burns, but the magic swirling around and between us healed me as fast as he injured me, and I was ready to orgasm in probably record time, but I held onto it. Whatever needed balancing between us, if we did this right, would be fixed when we came, but only if we worked together on the timing.
There was no way I could speak, so I telepathed, I hope to god you’re as close as me.
I am, but we need to let everything merge and build a little more.
Thirty seconds. No more.
Look at you, trying to take control.
I held back the fuck you I wanted to say, because he was the one fucking me in that moment. Instead, I focused on the magics swirling around, locked into a bubble around us, and saw that he was right about needing to wait just a little longer.
There you go, he told me. That’s it. Work with me. We’ve got this.
I knew when it was time, and we both telepathed, Now! at the same time, and then let the orgasm explode around us.
And just like that, the power between us was right again. I was myself; Marco was himself. I owned my wolves; he owned his vampires.
Eventually, my vampire was going to want to merge our empires, but I wasn’t certain I’d ever agree to it. Maybe he’d convince me to his way of thinking eventually, but my wolves are mine, and I’m not of a mind to change that.
A quick glance at the clock told me we had seven minutes until everyone returned, so I headed to the shower without looking back. We could cuddle later.
Chapter 5
Marco
I’d known Cecily in Charlotte might be a problem from the beginning, but I’d left her to her own devices in part because her coterie was running smoothly and too many others were not, and in part because I figured if I gave her enough rope, she’d eventually hang herself.
The latter turned out to be partway true — she showed her true colors, but her plans had a chance of working out rather than backfiring.
So a mere six weeks after Kendra transferred her full power of Master of the vast territory over to me, I was on a helicopter to Charlotte.
The safest plan would’ve been to order her to Chattanooga, but it felt as if I needed to demonstrate my power, so I took Venom and Etta with me to Charlotte, and I paid Eunice and Collosa to go with us as security, and to assist with any necessary torture if they wished, so long as the room was secure. Nathan gave us all permission for me to hire them as consultants, outside of Drake Security. I’d met the mongoose and grizzly bear when I’d oathed a new vampire into my coterie — Kelsey, the mega-hacker Drake Security had brought to town as a new hire. She’s a baby-vamp, not even two decades old yet, and she shouldn’t have enough control to be out of a cage, but she does. She’s kind of jointly owned between me and Drake. I’m her Master, but they pay her and see to most of her security.
Meanwhile, the three shifters she lives with are at the top of the game when it comes to security, and the mongoose has quite the reputation for torture, so I thought he might come in handy.
The five of us flew into town in a high-speed helicopter, and we landed on the coterie’s helipad with a mere ten-minute heads-up to Cecily.
I was in her head before we landed, and I knew two important things before we touched down: she had not been responsible for hacking my vehicle, but she was absolutely planning to kill me and take over the territory.
