Page 27 of Vivian

CHAPTER 14 – Viv

“How could you be so careless?” Brendon thundered.

I knew better than to interrupt him when he was like this. I kept my mouth shut and let the words calm my libido. I had nearly bit Ace, again.

“Relax, Brendon,” Ace’s jaw was clenched, and he looked like he wanted to hit something. “Nothing happened.”

“The pheromones were so fucking strong that there are people all over court making bets about when you will fuck her. We have a mission to do, and we can’t get distracted.”

“Yeah? Well maybe if we weren’t on bagged blood, I wouldn’t be walking around here with such a hard-on!” Ace yelled.

I felt like I had been punched. I knew he was just angry, but it felt like he was mad at me.

“I never said you couldn’t fuck your whores!” I screamed at him and then ran away from there.

“Fuck!” Ace yelled, and I could tell that he was right behind me.

But I kept running as hard and as fast as I could. I needed some space away from the guys. They were right. I had no right to expect them to change their way of life just for me. I was an idiot to think that maybe I meant something to them.

An arm snaked around my waist and stopped me from slamming into a tree.

“I didn’t mean that like it sounded,” Ace panted in my ear.

I shook my head, “No, you meant just want you said. I should never have said anything to Brendon. I have no right to either of you. I shouldn’t have come here.”

Ace tightened his arm, “Is this the time where you say that we should have staked you?”

I knew that he was trying to lighten the mood, but it wasn’t that far off from how I was feeling. Maybe they should have destroyed me? I can never go home or back to the life I had. I can’t live in this world either. Where does that put me?

“Hey, get that shit out of your head!” Ace turned me around and looked deep into my eyes. His were blazing with anger and something I couldn’t put my finger on. “You are meant to be here with us, do you understand me? I don’t know how this is going to turn out. But you are ours, and we are not about to let you go.”

“I am ruining your life.” The moment the words were out, I wanted to take them back. I sounded just like the young, naive girl that I was. “I can’t stay innocent forever.”

Ace’s eyes darkened, and I saw his fangs descend. For a long moment, I stayed still waiting to see what would happen, if he would really bite me or even kiss me. I was dying to know what it would feel like. I had the one experience with Brendon when I was going through the change, but Ace had been a total gentleman.

Suddenly, I wanted him to go crazy, to break the rules.

“I can smell how much you want me,” he growled. “Do you know what that does to me? How I lay awake in the night hard as a fucking rock. Even if I take my cock in hand, it just returns minutes later. I need you more than I need blood, and keeping away from you is by far the hardest thing I have ever done.”

I moved closer my hands clutching his shirt, “Why? Why is it so important that I am innocent?”

Ace growled and moved so that his mouth was against my skin. He licked up the line of my throat, and I felt my body stiffen and then melt into a puddle of goo.

I was helpless when he held me like this.

“There is something different about you, Viv. A vampire’s first time forges a bond. Often, it’s something that you just remember fondly, but with you, I can tell it will be different. You are like a ticking time bomb. Everyone here can feel it, can sense it.”

“So, I am supposed to sit back and let the men of the court salivate over me or worse, end up compelled by the king? I care about you and Brendon? Why can’t my first be with you two?”

He drew in a harsh breath, and I worried that my honesty had gone too far.

And then he kissed me. His lips came down and brushed against mine so softly, I had to lean into him to get the impact my body was craving.

“We can’t,” he whispered against my lips. “Viv, it can only be a kiss.”

But if all I could have was a kiss I wanted to best damn kiss that had ever been given. My stomach had a damn elephant parade stomping through it, and I loved it. I loved the way that my body felt alive or as if I was on some crazy drug.

I was hyper-aware of everything about him. I could feel the way his strong thighs were pressed against mine. His hands remained on my back almost as if he was afraid to touch me any further. But I knew he wanted to. I could feel the hard length of him against my stomach.

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