Instead of kissing me, he brushes his nose against mine. “You haven’t had a chance to deal with what we found in the graveyard.”
“I know,” I say, still gripping onto him. “In a way, I feel a sense of relief. The search is over.”
“It didn’t end the way you wanted it to end.”
“No.” I let my head rest against him, thankful for his unwavering vampire strength. “I didn’t want you to be right.”
“I know. You had to see it for yourself.”
“Thankful for letting me.”
He leans back just enough to look in my eyes. “There’s a strength in you I haven’t seen in many humans. And yours hasn’t turned you bitter.”
“There’s still time,” I say and we both smile. He steps in, pressing himself harder against me. “Xavier,” I start, but my voice dies in my throat when he kisses me. Taking what he said about not holding back to heart, I let energy swarm around my fingers as desire floods my system. It sparks and sizzles against his exposed skin, and the pain makes Xavier growl with hunger for my body. He slides me down the wall so he can remove my pants. I turn, throwing a hand out in the direction of the door.
Instead of hitting it with an energy ball that will explode, I go on instinct and keep the energy invisible yet solid. The door closes. My lips part in surprise and I turn, looking at Xavier.
“Told you,” he murmurs between kisses. “You are powerful, Wren.”
He’s still wearing the dress shirt and pants from before and I pull it out from the waist of his pants and rush to undo the buttons. I lift my arms over my head, letting Xavier strip me from the tight sports bra. Then we stumble back, arms tangled around each other, and Xavier lays down on the exercise bench. I drop to my knees, looking him in the eyes as I undo his belt andhold my hand over us, using the same technique as before to use magic to pull it free from the loops.
I’m overcome with the desire to have him touching my most sensitive parts.
Before I can remove his pants, Xavier strips me naked and brings me to him so that I’m sitting on his face. I grip onto part of a weight machine in front of me, breath hitching as Xavier gets right to work, licking and sucking my clit, stroking me exactly how I need to be.
“Oh my god,” I groan as coils of desire wind tightly inside me. I arch my back, letting myself relax more onto his face. He grips my ass, moving his head in a slow circle as his tongue does all the work. It feels so fucking good. I could sit here all day and not ever get enough of Xavier fucking Malus.
Getting closer to coming, Xavier slips a finger inside me, going right to the pressure point on my inner wall and intensifies everything a million times. My thighs tense and my abs contract as the orgasm hits, rippling through me, I shudder but he doesn’t stop. Instead, he grips me tighter against him, licking and sucking with fervor, not stopping until I come for a second time. My pussy spasms against his face and I pitch forward, holding onto the weight machine to keep from falling off Xavier.
Still reeling with pleasure, Xavier keeps a hold on my waist as I scoot down. Stars dot my vision, and I lean forward, collapsing onto Xavier’s chest while I catch my breath. I can feel his hard cock beneath me and even though I’m still floating high from coming twice in a row while he ate me out, my body is craving to have that big dick push inside, filling me and hitting the back wall, making me come from a different type of orgasm.
In a move only a vampire could pull off, Xavier switches positions so I’m leaning on the bench, knees on the floor. He gets behind me, grabs my waist, and slides himself in, fucking me from behind.
“Ohh fuck,” I cry out, holding onto the bench as he thrusts in and out. He reaches around, fingers gently sweeping over my sensitive clit. I go to push his hand away because it’s just too much, but I come again before I can. Xavier pushes in deep and comes as well and then holds himself inside me for a moment after. I can feel his cock pulsing inside me, and we stay locked together for another minute before he gently pulls back and spins me around, holding me to his cool, firm chest.
“I like this kind of cardio,” I pant and Xavier laughs. He brings me into his lap and kisses my forehead.
“Happy to help you workout anytime.”
I laugh again, heart fluttering in my chest. This is what I’ve always wanted, right? A dangerous man who isn’t threatened by my magic or the fact that I’ve killed more demons than the average hunter. A man who’s good looking, good in bed, and can be gentle and funny.
And maybe he’s a little twisted and his methods are unhinged, making him very much the monster I was warned about. But he’smymonster.
“Thank you,”I tell Xavier as he opens the passenger door to his G-Wagon for me. I get in and have barely gotten my seatbelt clicked in place by the time he speeds around and gets inside. He fires up the engine and Theo opens the rear door, glaring at me as he gets in, no doubt mad that I’m sitting shotgun and he’s not. He might be nearly seven hundred years old, but the man is a giant baby.
Deciding to ignore him, I pull down the visor to check my reflection in the mirror. I borrowed a pink dress from Mabel thathas a halter-style neckline, and we tied it so the bow hides the nasty bite mark on my neck.
The other rear door opens and I freeze, eyes meeting Devon’s. He quickly diverts his gaze and closes the door.
“You look nice,” he says, and Xavier looks at him in the rearview mirror. Tension fills the car and I reach forward to turn on some music.
“Are Mabel and Zeke coming?” I ask after a few awkward moments pass.
“They’re meeting us there,” Xavier replies and reaches over, taking my hand. He laces his fingers through mine not only because he wants me close, but as a display of power and control. Yeah, Devon is family and he turned him, but the rules still apply. Touch me and there will be hell to pay. I have a feeling Devon is only to get a one-time pass for being a new vampire who can’t control himself.
I steal glances of Devon in the rearview mirror every now and then as we continue the drive into town. He’s looking out the window, and from the outside looking in, everything seems fine. But he’s not the Devon he used to be, and I can’t help the sinking feeling that the version of him that I knew—and was starting to fall for—is dead and gone.
We’re all rather quiet the rest of the way to the summit, which is being held in a conference room at a hotel downtown. Xavier holds my hand the entire way there and doesn’t let go as we walk inside. A collective hush falls over the room, and I’m greeted by flabbergasted stares from almost every single vampire in here.
