A Forever Series Box Set: A Paranormal Reverse Harem-(Book 1-5)

“I doubt it. They weren’t of any interest to him. Tiamat might know I suppose.”

“Are you sure you want to go back to this Lance’s castle?” he asks, changing the subject.

“Do I want to go? No. Am I going to? Yes.”

“You should have let Constantine kill him.”

“I know,” I say sadly. “I wanted him to when he came to rescue me, but there wasn’t any time. As it was, he only just managed to get his ring off him to stop him from following us.”

“He took his ring? Is that what you meant by ‘being stripped’?”

“Yes. After he got me back to Italy, he wanted to return to Sibiu and kill him, but I didn’t want him to leave me. I couldn’t be alone again, so he waited and the longer he waited the more I needed him with me. After I came back to myself, I remembered the horror of killing your own. I wouldn’t put him through that.”

“Devon is right, again,” he says. “You are always trying to protect him. He doesn’t need it, but you do. Don’t be a fool, Liv,” he chides me in a CK-like tone, and I smile.

“One day you will understand, my love, it’s not as simple as all that.”

“It’s difficult then? Killing one of your own?”

“Yes, it can be emotionally difficult, of course, but there is also a physical pain that goes with it.”

“Even if you hate them?” he asks.

“Yes, you are still connected to them whether you love them or hate them.”

He frowns at me. I kiss him, slowly, deeply. He forgets about everything else and pulls me on top of him, hands in my hair to hold me close. “Let me make love to you, slowly,” he whispers.

“Yes,” I whisper back. He pushes me onto my back, pinning me to the bed with his weight as he continues to just kiss me in a way that makes me want to stay like this forever.

“I love you, Liv,” he says, before he drops his fangs and slowly pierces my neck.

“Drink slowly,” I order him, remembering how good it felt when CK took his time.

He groans in restraint of suckling deeply on me, but does as I ask. Soon, I’m aroused beyond belief. Drawing back, he retracts his fangs and resumes kissing me, but now sliding his hand down my side to pull my hips up towards him. Kneading my soft flesh in his strong grip, I feel a rush of desire and I want him, now.

I push us over, but he rolls us back saying, “Uh-uh. You said,” before he returns to his kisses that are driving me wild. Debating whether or not to just overpower him and take him, all thoughts go out of my head as he moves his mouth away from mine, down to my neck and across my chest to my breasts. Fangs down again, he nips me, drawing blood, dangerously close to the no-go zone. Only I don’t want it to be the no-go zone, I want him to bite me there, I realize in amazement and shame that my ‘sire special’ is now turning into a free-for-all. Not wanting to make the decision myself, I leave it to him to see if he will do it. To both my immense relief and disappointment, he doesn’t as he trails further down, fangs grazing my skin.

Now starting to lose control of himself, he digs his claws into me. I squirm in rapture as his mouth finally reaches my soaking wet pussy.

Lapping away at me, I wiggle closer to him and he groans as I come against his mouth. Flipping me over suddenly, he traces his hands down the backs of my legs, making me shiver at this touch. Catching me by surprise, he takes a bite out of my backside with a slow chuckle as I yelp. Hovering over me, legs either side of me, he trails his hands over my back. I feel the now familiar ripple of my Dragon moving across my back.

“It’s beautiful,” he murmurs in wonder. “You are just so beautiful.” Then he giggles in delight and says, “She’s following me, almost like she wants me to stroke her.”

“Really?” I say, reveling under his touch and his evident delight.

He pauses and then says shyly, “I was going to take you this way, but I’m not sure I want her watching.”

Despite myself, I burst out laughing and turn around. “Better?”

He doesn’t answer but drops his head to mine and takes me again in a perfect kiss that could last for days.

“Oh, Cole, I need you,” I murmur. “Please take me.”

Needing no more encouragement than that, he enters me slowly, with deliberate little pulses that send all of my synapses firing.

“Oh, baby. I love you. I need you,” he whispers as he finally thrusts all the way inside me. I arch underneath him in response. He takes a nipple in his mouth and bites down, with his regular teeth. Again, I want the real thing, but he doesn’t do it as he starts to suck, his tongue working in the same rhythm to his hips.

I come again and he stiffens but pulls out. “I don’t want to, not just yet,” he mutters.