Текст книги "Eternal Temptation"

Автор книги: T. A. Grey

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Chapter 9

Cassie quickly weighed her options. Tell him and risk his life in the process or lie, which sent her stomach in knots. She didn’t know what she was doing now. In less than an hour’s time, he’d manage to completely usurp her previous plans of leaving.

It was hard to complain though when the thought of leaving him had her heart pulling tight in her chest.

“I can’t,” she finally said.

He finished lighting the fire and crossed the room to her. She flinched when he reached for her, which only made him scowl. She hadn’t meant to, but he looked so angry. He pushed the hair out of her face and pressed a kiss to her temple. The act was so sweet, so heartwarming that she had to blink back tears.

“Yes you can. Don’t you trust me to protect you?” She shook her head; she didn’t doubt his physical strength. Yet, she’d known Daniel since she was a child. He was an old vampire and had incredible strength.

“Yes, I do.” It was an honest answer. Her heart told her the truth–that this lykaen was stronger than Daniel. Logic told her that was impossible. Yet she believed it all the same.

“Then tell me,” he encouraged. His voice was so lovely, and the way he said the words were as if he had all the time in the world to listen to her talk. Fine, she’d tell him. He deserved to know after all he admitted to her.

“Daniel—”

“Shh!” Darien pressed a palm over her mouth and cocked his head to the side. “Stay here,” he ordered and vanished out the front door.

Panic set in fast. Oh, no, oh no. He’s here. He found her. He said he would. Cassie drew her knees up to her chest and rocked back and forth.

She heard a sharp snap, and then an agonized cry pierced her ears. Was that Darien? She ran to the cabin door, her eyes darting out into the night looking for some kind of movement. She wanted to collapse when Darien burst through the trees. He ran to her. She saw the blood a second before she smelled it. The smell made her want to gag.

“It’s not your blood,” she said dumbly.

“No, it’s not. Come on, honey. We have to get out of here.” He grabbed her hand and started pulling her. He started to run but shock had her legs dragging slowly. She tripped over the ground and started to fall. He caught her in one quick move, ducking down and picking her up in his arms. He carried her the rest of the way; the trees moving by so fast they were a blur.

They reached the thicket where his truck was parked but two men were there. No, not men. Two vampires. She jumped out of his arms, tugging on his hand to go back. She recognized them.

“Please,” she heard herself saying. These were Daniel’s guards. Some of his best. She’d felt the pain of their anger many times. “Let’s go now.” Her eyes frantically shot around looking for the face of her nightmares. He was nowhere to be seen. The coward.

“Stay here, and don’t move, Cassie.”

Cassie cried out just as he exploded into action. He jumped, leaping into the air and landing on the first man’s chest with his feet. The vampire fell down hard to the ground, his body bouncing on the dirt.

The second vampire attacked without hesitation. He landed a blow to Darien’s side that must have cracked ribs. But Darien never made a sound. Darien used the vampire’s closeness to his advantage and snapped his elbow back into his face. The vampire howled, his hands flying to his shattered nose.

Darien lifted his knee and slammed his boot into the vampire’s chest. The vampire flew back like he’d just had a bomb go off in front of him. His back wrapped around a tree trunk with a nasty crunch and then he slumped down to the ground, unmoving.

Then Darien was in front of her, picking her up in his arms and carrying her to the truck. He took her to the driver’s side with him and held her close as his truck started with a roar.

“They’re not dead,” she whispered raggedly.

They wouldn’t stop coming after her either. They would tell Daniel they’d found her. It was all over. Her fun little fantasy with Darien was finished.

“No, they’re not dead. How do you feel?”

She snorted and rested her cheek against his shoulder. With him near, she felt safe. “Been better. Where are we going?”

“To my brothers. I need to talk to him about this.” She went stiff as a board.

“What do you mean?” His eye cut to hers. For a moment, she thought he’d figured out her secret.

“We’ll protect you. I’ll protect you, Cassie.”

“Why?” she asked softly. She had to know. Even as her gut tightened and her heart constricted in her chest, she had to know why.

“We had sex. Even now you could be pregnant. I protect my own, Cassie.”

Whatever answer she wanted or was expecting she was certain that wasn’t it. Stiffly she moved off his lap and sat in the passenger side.

“What’s wrong?”

His eyes cut to hers again. She turned and smiled at him as she buckled herself in. It wasn’t because she was afraid of getting into an accident and flying through the windshield but because the secure belt around her helped her to feel stabilized.

“I just don’t want to get your family bothered with my problems.” That was putting it lightly.

“Don’t worry about it. You’re mine now, and we take care of our own.”

What was the point of being his if he didn’t even...? No, she couldn’t let herself think like that. Don’t be stupid, Cassie. The man loved once in his life and that particular emotion wasn’t saved for her. It had long been spent and buried under six feet of dirt.

So what was she to him now? Some sort of breeding mare that he felt inclined to protect because she might be pregnant. A wave of hysteria must be building up inside her because she just had the craziest thought. After she got the latest beating from Daniel, she should have run upstairs and gotten a package of condoms—not that she actually had any anyways—but then at least they wouldn’t be in this predicament. He’d be safe from any and all involvement with her.

Honestly, she couldn’t help but wonder what the lykaen giant would do then. If they’d somehow magically been able to use condoms while they had sleep sex and fantastic, outdoor wood sex and then later in the water....

Sighing, she pressed her temple to the cold window and stared out at the dark woods.

The urge to cry wasn’t even there. No, now she was onto a deep sadness that bypassed tears and settled deeply into her heart. Was it so crazy that she wanted this lykaen to just like her? To want her for herself? Obviously it was and that hurt so much worse than any physical pain Daniel ever caused.

She was really stupid too because even that was a lie. She didn’t want Darien to like her, she wanted so much more.

The drive to Darien’s brothers took two hours. It went by silently, tensely. He pulled to a stop in front of a big cabin surrounded by woods. What’s up with these lykaen and the woods? She’d always pictured her dream home as a typical suburban two-story. Okay or maybe a fancy loft in the city with an elevator for a front door. Sweet.

Darien got out of the truck and walked around to her side. Suddenly she had a hard time breathing. She didn’t want this. She didn’t want any of this. These people could get hurt. And they were going to for someone they didn’t even know or care about. No matter what, she couldn’t let that happen. Especially not to Darien.

“You ready?” he said opening her door. She nodded mutely and let him help her down from the big truck. The walk to the front door felt like she was going to the electric chair. Each step sent her anxiety soaring higher and higher. Darien knocked and she flinched. He looked down at her, a frown on his face.

“You okay?” Just smile. There. She smiled at him, nodding. He cupped her cheek and stared into her eyes. “Don’t be scared. I promise nothing will happen to you.”

It’s not you I’m worried about, she wanted to say.

Instead she nodded with a tight-lipped smile. The door whipped open a second later.

* * *

She had to give it to the Kategans—they could move quickly. Within twenty minutes the entire gang was cornered in Darien’s eldest brother’s living room.

Vane was an imposing man with hair even thicker, darker, and longer than Darien’s. He stood behind his mate on the couch who had a belly happily full with a baby. Cassie felt an odd pang inside her at the thought of a baby. What would a baby with Darien look like? Pale with red hair like her or dark and handsome like Darien.

His other brother, Rome, sat with his wife in his lap. He’d clapped Darien on the back so hard when he first saw him she wouldn’t be surprised if there was a cracked rib back there. He had shaggy, dirty-blond hair and incredibly, good looks—most of which he used to send his mate winks and kisses with.

She’d always wanted something like that. She was going to embarrass herself in front of these people if she didn’t stop thinking about these things. She was definitely going to get a version of what she was seeing with the mated couples, just minus things like smiles, happiness, and love. Daniel was not exactly sentimental.

The last to arrive at the cabin was Darien’s sister, Vera. She was beautiful in a classical way with short hair and a set of straight bangs. The scent in the air changed as Vera and her mate—God were they all mated— came in. Vera shook her hand with a big, lovely smile and introduced her man as Jacks, the former human turned vampire. The man Jacks discreetly squeezed his mate’s ass as they walked away.

Vera wore a t-shirt with a face Cassie recognized, Jacob from the Twilight series. As a matter of fact, she glanced over at Rome and saw that he was wearing pajama pants with Bella’s face floating all over them with little moons next to her.

She was in a dream. This was a nightmare dragged on by stress combined with meeting her first lykaen. Of course, that would explain it. This meeting was turning out worse than she’d ever thought possible. Everyone was nice, smiling, thrilled to have their brother back.

I’m going to get them all killed. I’m going to get their precious brother killed.

The conversation came and went and she didn’t say a word the whole time. Darien didn’t press her for information in front of everything for which she was grateful. He kept things simple: she was in trouble, and he was going to take care of her.

The girls frowned and threatened the bad vampire on behalf of her, and then men frowned and vowed to protect her. Not one person stood up, said “no thanks,” and left the room. What kind of people would so easily sacrifice themselves, put their lives in danger for a complete stranger?

They didn’t even act like she was a stranger. They looked between her and Darien with wide, happy eyes like they were mated.

She closed her eyes tight and swore at herself. Don’t you dare cry now, stupid woman. I swear if you do, I’ll kill you myself.

She didn’t cry. The mated females who introduced themselves as Sarina, Alison, and Vera came up to her after the meeting was over. They said that tomorrow night they wanted to take her away for some private time.

“Oh no, I can’t do that,” she protested.

“Don’t be silly. We’ll bring the booze, get away from the men for awhile. It’ll be great,” Vera said with a wink.

A thought clicked into place and suddenly getting drunk with the Kategan’s mates didn’t sound so bad.

“You know, I think I’d like that.”

“Great! I’ll bring snacks,” Alison said with a clap of her hands.

Darien broke away from his huddle with his brothers and the vampire, Jacks, to come back to her. He held his hand out to her, and she slipped her own into his. A spark of heat flared between them but it was dulled under the weight of her stress. She couldn’t seem to wipe the frown off her face no matter how hard she tried. She just kept thinking how much she wanted a snack, a bath, a soft bed and for all of this to disappear.

He tugged her to the door and said goodbye to everyone. They climbed into the truck silently. She looked over at him and saw that his face looked relaxed. Hell she felt like she was about to snap and he almost looked happy.

“It feels good to see your family, doesn’t it?” He stiffened but nodded. They drove off, and sometime later they arrived in front of another cabin. He came around to her side and pulled open the door. This time instead of helping her down, he pulled her into his arms and carried her to the house.

She protested, but he shushed her and unlocked the front door. She yawned into his shirt and closed her eyes. She was just so tired. So much was happening too fast for her mind to process.

He set her on the bed upstairs. She blinked open her eyes, but relaxed as he started taking off her shoes. He pulled down her jeans not in passion but gently. A big soft cover fell over her and she sighed.

His eyes met hers and she something so deep and strong filled her, made her heart skipped a beat. She loved this man.

He started to pull away, but she snatched him by the back of his neck and tugged him close for a kiss. She tasted him gently, tried to tell him without words, what she felt for him. When she pulled back, his eyes held a strange light to them.

Closing her own, she turned away from him and tried to hide the pain deep inside. She heard his fading footsteps as he left. She should feel better now that he was gone, but she didn’t.

What was she expecting really? That she’d kiss him with all the love in her heart and he’d magically know it and embrace it?

Yeah, she was stupid.

Chapter 10

Daniel and her sat at a round, stone table. Goblets filled with red liquid and empty golden trenchers covered the table like a variable vampire feast.

Daniel smiled at her from across the table. The look chilled her blood. Guards came up and took seats on either side of her. She recognized two of them from the attack in the forest.

She looked around and recognized where they were—the hall at Daniel’s home. A grand chandelier hung high above the table and was lit with real candles that flickered and cast the table in a dull orange light. It was dark enough that Cassie knew a human wouldn’t be able to tell whether the glasses on the table were filled with wine or blood.

She didn’t run. The sense of fear she had in her other dreams weren’t in this one. Instead she was left with a dark foreboding, trepidation that had her sitting resolutely across from Daniel and meeting his gaze. Perhaps some of Darien’s strength was rubbing off on her because a small part of her felt she could take Daniel on.

He didn’t try to scare her. He acted like he had already won. He smiled at her, and it turned her stomach.

“Are you excited, Cassandra?”

She couldn’t look away from him, either by some force of his power or to show him she wouldn’t back down anymore.

“Your silence is answer enough, I suppose. I must say I’m excited. Why, your escape has actually benefited me. I never thought I’d be one to love the thrill of the hunt so much, but I do.” His fingers toyed with the tops of his glass, spinning round and round the top with a hissing sound.

“Maybe it’s all this talk of lykaens that has me enjoying the hunt so much.”

Cassie’s reaction was instantaneous. Her eyes widened, and her fingers clenched on the armrests. He didn’t miss it either. He smiled wider.

“I know all about the lykaen. I never would have thought you’d run into the arms of someone like him. I thought you’d keep running and be long gone by now. You made it as far as the first handsome face you saw.” He laughed, the sound creeping along her skin like a thousand spiders.

“Did you think he could protect you? Or were you just so selfish that you gave no thought to his life and what I’m going to do with it? Because you do know what I’m going to do, Cassandra, don’t you?”

“No!” she protested and jerked her gaze away from him. “This has been fun, Cassandra. I’m going to gut that lykaen male I hear you’re so fond of and make you watch as he takes his last breath. I might even take your body while he watches. Do you think he’ll mind or will he like it? Will his eyes be opened or closed when he dies? I bet they’re beautiful eyes. I bet you just love the way he looks at you, traitorous bitch.” Trembling started in her hands and moved up to her arms.

“Answer me this, Cassandra, do you think he’ll die easy? Do you think I would let that happen?”

“What if I just come back?”

He slammed his fist into the table. Stone cracked beneath his fist and crumbled to the ground. He picked up his goblet and threw it at her. She almost didn’t move in time as it whizzed past her cheek.

He stood and screamed at her. “He dies! It doesn’t matter. I don’t care if you come back tomorrow, naked and submissive as you rightfully should be. He dies because you let him touch you!”

Cassie’s eyes flung wide. How could he know?

“I know what you did!” he screamed. His face flushed a deep red. He stalked to her. She backed away from him even as she waited for what was to come.

He hit shoulder, sent her sprawling back against the wall, then he crowded her close, shouting.

“You spread your legs for a beast? A dog. Then I shall treat you no better than one.”

“As if you have ever treated me any other way.”

He hit her so fast, she didn’t see it coming. Pain exploded in her face, and then she snapped awake.

Cassie briefly glanced around the room before threw back the covers and stumbled into the bathroom, tearing off her clothes in a rush. She hopped into the shower before it was even warm.

The cold water had her gasping, shaking. She sat down in the tub and let it rain over her. Her mind buzzed, while horrific images of Daniel popped into her mind. She had a feeling that whatever he’d done to her in the past was going to be candy compared to when she returned. .

Minutes went by and slowly she calmed. Turning the water up, she rinsed herself with a dried bar of soap sitting on the shower ledge. She knew what she had to do. There were a few things she had to do first though.

The door squeaked and she turned to see Darien coming in looking disheveled and sleepy. He was amazingly cute.

“Are you all right?” he asked hoarsely.

“Of course, why?”

“You got out of bed like the hounds of hell were after you.” Not hounds, but something else from hell yes. Cassie’s eyes widened as she realized that he’d slept next to her and she hadn’t even known.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I just wanted a shower.”

He pulled back the curtain and looked her up and down. The man must have a sun living inside him, because everywhere he went he turned the temperature up. The water felt warmer against her skin, her heart felt lighter. The cold in her fingers faded to tingly warmth.

“Sounds good to me,” he said and started pulling off his clothes.

Her eyes widened. Oh no. She couldn’t do this. Not now.

He stepped big and naked into the shower. “God that’s cold, baby.” His hypnotic voice was even deeper than usual from sleep; it held a gruff edge to it than teased along her body. She wondered if he only called her baby because He was still half-asleep.

He reached around her and turned the temperature up. Cassie was learning a few things about Darien. She had a feeling it was just going to break her heart later, because the more she learned, the more she liked. And the more she craved.

Arms wrapped around her, pulling her close to the rich heat of his body. He was so hard against her. Rivulets of water ran from the thick locks of his hair down to where their chests pressed together before sliding off the side.

Her hands fell against his chest, feeling the wet hairs moving with the water under her fingertips. His hands moved too, across the span of her back to hold her close while the other dropped down to gently cup her bottom. He did not shape her but simply held her.

“You feel good to me.”

Ridiculously pleased by his compliment, she smiled and pressed her forehead to his chest. “Ditto.”

He turned her, and she let him press her back into the wall. The hard steel of his cock branded her skin. She gasped, a wave of cream flowing through her core.

His lips found her cheek, trailed down to her mouth to nibble there. Nipples beaded in response to his soft touch. Speaking between kisses he said, “I know it’s early, but I want you.” Gruff, sleepy words.

His mouth captured hers in a demanding kiss that curled her toes as he lifted her, wrapped her legs around him. Hot trailed down her neck and shoulder, wreaking havoc on her senses. He bit her shoulder, then nudged her entrance with his cock questioningly.

“Do you want me?”

More than anything. “Yes, Darien. Yes.”

He groaned and caught her lips again as he slowly slid inside her. His thick length spread her wide as he pushed through her tight muscles. She didn’t think she’d ever get used to this feeling. To the rush that swept through her blood, made her heart pound and her skin tight as he filled her.

The instant he touched her deep inside, he retreated only to do it again and again. His moves were slow, torturing her with agonized pleasure as he pushed again and again through her wet pussy.

She found his lips and darted her tongue between them. What he was doing was killing her inside. She didn’t want this sweet lovemaking. Because it wasn’t love. He didn’t love her. He wouldn’t let himself.

Anger and desperation blinded her, had her clawing at his back and biting his lip. He pulled back to look at her with stunned, wide eyes. His hand caressed her thigh gently, up and down. She hated it. He wanted her for one thing, and if there was no love for her than how dare he treat her so sweetly. He’d leave her with only the bittersweet memories of his touch if she let him.

“Take me,” she growled between tight lips.

His smile was slow, sure..., and sexy as hell. He reached down to cup an ass cheek in one big hand and open her up further with the hand on her thigh. He was spreading her, making her open and submissive to him.

She sighed blissfully as he started to move again, but now his thrusts were even slower, dragging through her sensitive flesh until she was sweating. Her hips rocked against his, urging him to move faster, to take her. In and out. In and out.

Somehow his touch was so much more intense this way. He started moving harder inside her, letting each thrust pound against her. He growled and nuzzled her hair away from her neck, then his teeth claimed her, locking her in place.

Cassie’s pleasure exploded out of her. She tried to scream, but her throat closed up and all she could do was gasp in chunks of air.

His teeth sank further into her and for a moment she thought he’d break the skin and taste blood. The thought made her wild, had her setting her nails into his back and scratching at him as the waves of her orgasm rippled through her.

His thrusts turned urgent in a second. He hammered into her, taking her with a savagery that curled her toes and sent moans out from her throat. His hands squeezed her hips so tight she knew he’d leave marks.

He took her with a ferocity that threw her into another orgasm. She couldn’t believe it, but he tunneled through her wet flesh so fast, each stroke hitting against her aching clit, and she exploded again. She wrapped her legs tightly around his thighs as her cries echoed off the bathroom wall.

His cries joined hers as he took her in rough thrusts. He landed deep inside, his hips jerking against hers as his cock jetted his release into her. It was hot and thick and dripped out of her as he pulled himself out of her.

He held her for minutes, then methodically soaped and washed her from her hands to feet, even though she’d done it already. It was so sweet, so like him that it broke her heart. He cleaned himself quickly and then carried her back to bed.

The only thing she could think as he set her down was that she loved him. She loved him so damned much. And she could never have him.