She closed her eyes, and suddenly a cock filled her wet pussy. Yes, the thickness, ramming into her, thrust after delicious thrust. Who needed a dildo? All she needed was her imagination.
She fingered a nipple with one hand, pinching the hardened nub, while she slid her other hand downward and massaged her aching clit.
And the invisible cock fucked her into oblivion.
15
God damn!
Aidan walked out of Micah’s bathroom, his dick still pulsing. Kristen must have come again. This was crazy. He hadn’t imagined her as a masturbator, but clearly she was. She’d done it twice now. He had to complete the bonding or he’d go crazy, creaming his pants every time she came.
But how could she have been masturbating? He’d left her in dragon slumber.
God. Micah!
And with a thought, his brother appeared.
Doing a little snooping, Aidan?” Micah tilted his head. “You look a little flushed.”
“Where have you been?
“That, brother, is none of your business. However, it is my business why you broke into my home.”
“Home? This is a suite in a hotel, for God’s sake.”
“Home away from home, for the time being. What do you want?
“The code. Where is it?”
“How should I know?”
“Your father is the only one who could have had it. He must have left it to you when he…died.”
“He left me nothing. I’ve been on my own since I was eight.”
A knife of sympathy sliced into Aidan. How sad for Micah to be left alone at such a young age. If only Declan hadn’t shielded him from Anthea. She could have taken care of both of them. They could have grown up as the brothers they’d been meant to be.
But the pity faded when Aidan gazed into his brother’s evil stare. “Then how will we ever find a way to get around this stupid ass code we’re bound to?”
“Get around it? Are you kidding?” Micah scoffed. “There isn’t a way. Our fathers are proof of that. They both died without our mother. You and I share the same fate. We don’t have a fucking choice.”
“There’s always a choice,” Aidan said, hoping like hell we spoke the truth. “There’s got to be a way out of this, and damn it, I’m going to find it.”
“Ha. Good luck. You think I haven’t tried?”
“How could you have if you don’t have the code?”
Micah’s lip quivered ever so slightly.
“Damn it, you do have it! Where is it?
“Who says I have it?”
“You may think you have a heart of stone, brother, but I can see through you. We share the same maternal blood, remember? You know something, and I’m going to find out what it is.”
“I don’t know shit, Aidan.” He grabbed his T-shirt and pulled it over his head. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m beat. Get out so I can go to bed.”
“Damn it.” Aidan moved closer. “You tell me…”
A waft of nutmeg met his nose. He sniffed. Nutmeg, yes. And cloves. And roses. Yellow roses. The skin on his face tightened as jealousy knifed through him.
“Fuck! You were with her!”
Micah smirked. “I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I can smell her on you. I know her scent anywhere.” He leaned in. “It’s all over your mouth. You went down on her, you bastard.”
Micah smiled. “She wasn’t complaining.”
“She was asleep!”
“Right. The dragon slumber you inflicted on her, as you’ll recall. And you haven’t started the bonding ritual, I suppose?”
Aidan pursed his lips. Micah didn’t need to know he’d done the same thing. At least Micah hadn’t consummated the deed. Aidan could only smell her on his mouth.
“This is how our race operates. You know it as well as I do. As long as she doesn’t tell us to stop, it’s not a violation.”
Aidan knew. And he’d known, in the back of his mind, that Micah would try this. Thank God he hadn’t fucked her. That orgasm she’d had—the one that had spurred him to come—had come from Micah.
It would not happen again.
Fuck! His skin tingled, and his cock began to pulsate.
“I’ll get out of here. I have to use the can first.” Aidan walked quickly back into the bathroom.
Wincing to keep from groaning and crying out, he pushed down his pants in time to come again. This time she was obviously masturbating, because Micah was right here.
And Micah wasn’t coming. So he hadn’t begun the bonding…
But how? If Kristen had come…
Damn it, he needed to see that code!
He wiped up, washed his hands, and flushed the toilet. After a few steadying breaths, he pulled up his jeans and snapped everything into place.
“Thanks for the hospitality,” he said as nonchalantly as he could. “I’m out of here. Got a code to figure out.”
“Good luck.”
“If it’s the last thing I do, I’m going to find a way out of this. For Kristen.”
Yes, for Kristen. Though he wanted to save himself and his brother, his primary concern was for Kristen. And it broke his heart to imagine her ending up like his sad and lonely mother.