Taming Two Warriors (Kindred Tales)

He wondered idly if she was one of those females who could orgasm just by pressing their thighs together. They were rare, but he knew they existed. Maybe Jodi was trying to get off and ease the obvious need she felt before they got back to her domicile.

If so, he wished she wouldn’t do it right here in the vehicle. It was hard enough being around her without having to witness her coming right in front of him.

A sudden picture filled his head—Jodi naked, with her full breasts and delicious thick thighs on display. Her head was thrown back and all that long, lovely, silky black hair was trailing down the small of her back. Her lush mouth was open in a silent moan and her cheeks were flushed pink with desire as she rode his shaft, taking her pleasure with him, taking every thing she needed while he thrust up into her and she squeezed him so tightly with her soft, wet pussy…

No! Fucking stop that right now! Vorn lectured himself sternly. She’s already attached to a male.

And even if she hadn’t been, the first rule of Protection was never get involved with the one you were protecting.

Second rule—never picture them naked and coming on your cock.

Yeah, right. That wasn’t really a rule but in this case it should be.

And it wasn’t like Jodi would want anything to do with him that way. Every breath he took seemed to be a personal insult to her. She wasn’t looking to become a Kindred bride—especially not his bride—which was just as well, Vorn told himself.

Since he was here to guard her—not Claim and mate her.

“Here we are,” she said tightly, and pointed out a row of neat buildings painted dark gray, which all seemed to have several dwellings in them. She frowned as she looked at the empty driveway. “And it doesn’t look like James is home yet.”

Vorn guessed he would have to put off the pleasure of meeting the human male who had managed to subdue the formidable woman at his side and claim her as his own. But in the meantime, he and Jodi were going to be alone in her domicile.

Well, at least it shouldn’t be as cramped as it was inside the vehicle, he told himself. Maybe if they got some space between them, the scent of her feminine desire wouldn’t be so maddening…so fucking tempting. And maybe his shaft, which was still painfully hard, would finally go down.

He could only hope, anyway.

Four

“Here we are—this is my dorm.” Melinda pointed to a big tan building that looked like it could potentially house hundreds. There were students going in and out of the doorways at a steady rate and no guards anywhere—at least, that he could see—which made Liosh frown.

This was a security risk and no mistake.

He looked at her. “Will I be permitted to stay here with you? I am a stranger, after all.”

“Oh, sure—it’s a co-ed dorm,” Melinda told him. “Though…” she bit her lip and eyed him thoughtfully. “It might be easier for you to blend in on campus if you had some more, uh, normal clothes. Not that there’s anything wrong with your uniform,” she added, looking at his tight black leather trousers, tall black boots, and the satiny pale blue button-down shirt which indicated he was a Blood Kindred.

Though of course, the double set of fangs on either side of his upper jaw would prove that as well, for anyone looking closely enough.

Speaking of his fangs, they were sharp enough to cut through anything—including his own tongue—as Liosh had learned to his detriment on the drive over here. It had happened when Melinda had been making a point and she reached over to place one small, soft hand on his thigh for just a moment.

She’d been telling him which way to turn, Liosh thought, but at that moment he couldn’t focus on anything except how good she smelled and how much he wanted to hold her again.

As a consequence of his inattention, he had bitten his tongue—hard enough to draw blood—and turned the wrong way—which made their trip longer than it needed to be.

He had apologized, of course, with an excuse about misunderstanding her. But the truth was, he was thinking about his fangs and the fact that they had suddenly grown sharp for the first time in his life.

Any Blood Kindred knew what it meant when their fangs first sharpened—it showed you were in the presence of the female you wanted to Claim—wanted to mate. Of course, this really wasn’t a surprise to Liosh—he had felt an instant affinity for Melinda. It was more surprising that his fangs hadn’t sharpened the first minute he saw her.

Though he was grateful they hadn’t—he would have had a difficult time fighting the Varians effectively if he’d had to worry about his newly sensitive and sharp fangs.