Lincoln lets out a little laugh. “You could say that. What is she like without the Vampire?” he asks curiously.
“Exactly the same,” Devon says with his own laugh. “It’s weird though. She is struggling to fight off her other personas, not sure how that is going to turn out.”
“Hm,” Lincoln says.
Devon looks up and sees a dark-haired woman glaring at them from Lincoln’s garden. “Is that your new…”
“Yeah,” Lincoln interrupts him. “I had to. She gives me what I need.”
“I bet she does, you sly Wolf, you,” Devon guffaws as he elbows Lincoln in jest.
Lincoln glares at him. “The Pack was falling apart and so was I. I needed an Alpha who was around. That’s all this is.”
Devon stares at him. He looks completely beaten and he softens. “Hey, I get it, man. You don’t have to defend yourself to me. But what about Lizzie? Do you want her back?”
“Yes,” Lincoln says quietly. “I love her, but what’s done is done. I just want closure now. She just yelled at me and then disappeared; I don’t really understand why she left me.”
“I’ll get her to talk to you. I can’t promise how it will go though, that’s up to you,” Devon says.
“Thanks,” Lincoln says. “I should get back.”
“Sure,” Devon says and watches him go with an interested look. The woman–his Alpha–does not look happy. She slings her arms possessively around his waist, but Lincoln doesn’t embrace her back. He lets her lead him away and then they are out of sight. It might just be business to Lincoln, but the woman is crazy in love with him and crazy jealous. It’s not going to end well, Devon can see that now, but he won’t interfere. He has had his own fair share of crazy and right now all he needs is some quiet alone time. Devon turns back to the house to find yet another dark-haired woman watching him. This one, however, is all kinds of hot. Black hair, blue eyes, it’s not a stretch to guess she is related to Xane in some way. Maybe some alone time with her wouldn’t be so bad. Lizzie wouldn’t deny him the chance to bang any remorse he feels for Jess out. And if she isn’t offering, which she hasn’t yet, then this girl will do.
“Hi,” she says.
“Hey,” he says casually.
“I’m Xyla,” she says.
Yep, definitely related to Xane. “Devon,” he says.
“I know,” she says. “I have been watching you since the day you moved in.”
“Really?” he asks innocently. “Whatever for?”
“You’re cute,” she says.
“And you are very beautiful,” he replies smoothly, and he feels his spirits lifting. It has been an age since he had someone to flirt with that he could add to his list of conquests.
To his surprise, she doesn’t flush under the compliment, she preens as if she was expecting it.
“I hear your house has a swimming pool,” she says.
“It sure does,” Devon says. Although, he doesn’t think anyone has ever been in it since they moved here.
“Do you want to go for a swim?” she asks coyly, twirling her hair around her finger.
“Definitely,” he says, and he leads her inside.
Several hours later, Devon has tested his new stamina and he is pleased to see that he can go for as long as he could as a Vampire. He has lost count of the number of orgasms Xyla has had, but he is on number three with a fourth about to burst. He groans as he pounds into her and then spills into her again as she clutches him fiercely.
“Fuck,” he pants as he rolls off her and onto his back.
She climbs onto him and he laughs. “You’ll have to give me a minute, sweetheart.” As it turns out, his dick is capable of going and going, but the rest of his body has given out. That is something he is going to have to get used to.
“Uh-uh,” she says and drops her mouth to his already rock-hard cock.
“Oh, fuck,” he mutters as he feels his heart thumping in his chest. He needs this so he lets her get on with it. He is less than impressed when she pulls away before he has time to let go again. “Tease,” he accuses her, and she laughs and turns around and wiggles her ass at him.