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

“Three times a week or no deal,” Sebastian finally says, and I agree.

“Done. But no fucking.”

“No fucking? Now that hardly seems worth it,” he says slyly. “You will have to offer up more than that.”

“I feed from you, you feed from me. Nothing else.”

He shakes his head. “No, I don’t think so.”

And we just stand there at an impasse, staring at each other.

“You know he won’t understand,” he says mildly after several long minutes of silence.

I cave slightly. “Fine. Kissing and feeding, but no touching. He won’t understand that either.” I know I have him in place now as he thinks it over and knows I’m right.

“Done. Although you say no touching…I amend that to no touching each other.”

I look at him in question and he says softly, “I want to taste the rush. If I can’t touch you to do it, you will have to do it yourself.”

Oh. I look away from him, somewhat embarrassed.

“Very well.” I clear my throat but get taken by surprise as he pushes me back into his bedroom.

“Now?” I ask.

“Yes. Right now. You have no idea how much I want it,” he growls and kisses me, spinning to sit on the bed and pulling me down onto him. “Me first,” he says. He drops his fangs and moves my hand in between us, placing it where he wants it. I hesitate, still unsure of this course of action. Is it betrayal? It’s a gray area and I don’t really know. But I do know he wants this to keep the secret I am so desperate to hold onto. In its own little way, it is erotic and far beyond arousing. I have never done this before with anyone. Sex is completely off the table but this…this isn’t sex, not really. This is me pleasing myself and him pleasing himself. We just happen to be in the same room and feeding from each other. His eyes are on mine in

complete wonder as I continue to pleasure myself, squirming on his lap. I whimper quietly, letting him know I’m close. He pulls my head to the side and sinks his fangs into me. I feel him getting his cock out as he drinks from me and he strokes himself, groaning as he tastes the rush of my orgasm pouring into his mouth.

He pulls away and murmurs, “Your turn.” He kisses me and continues to masturbate, but I pull away and drop my fangs. I descend slowly to his neck. The power rush is amazing as I bite down on him. That mix of sweet tastes is incredible. I could get used to this, but I know that is one of many reasons why he keeps this a secret. I take my fill of him and reluctantly pull back, plunging my mouth to his as he moans and comes by his own hand.

“Fuck,” he whispers to me. “Fuck.”

“I know,” I murmur back.

“That was better than before. I was inside you, but you weren’t willing. This was better than that,” he says as if he can’t quite believe it.

I close my eyes and lean my forehead against his and wonder what the Hell I’m supposed to do now. He senses my hesitation and says, “We didn’t do anything wrong. I didn’t touch you and you didn’t touch me.”

“I know,” I say again but I’m unable to open my eyes to stare into his, so like my own. I kiss him chastely on the mouth and get off him, adjusting my clothing.

“I was going to make you do it before. I stopped myself,” he says quietly as I reach the door.

I turn back around. “What?”

“I spelled you because I wanted a fuck and feed. I needed it from you. I stopped you from feeding. I didn’t want it that way,” he admits.

I just stare at him. What he is saying is not what my sire told me his reasons were. Although he didn’t know I knew about him then. Did CK make it up or was it all just part of a grand plan?

He stares back at me as I don’t say anything and shrugs. “I just wanted you to know why I did it.”

“Is that the only reason?” I ask.

He nods.

Well, okay. One of these two beasts is a big fat liar, but I wonder which one? I nod back and stalk out of the bedroom, heading to the bathroom attached to my and CK’s bedroom. Although is it now my, CK’s, and Cole’s bedroom? I stare at myself in the mirror. What the fuck am I doing here? This is getting ridiculous. I wash my hands just for something to do and sense CK behind me.

“Everything all right?” he asks warily.