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“I do. I take it you’ve been reading the books again. Is there anything about my kind that you don’t know?” She said she hadfour more books to read, but he was distracting her. “By hanging around with you? I hope that I’ve not caused you any kind—”

“Shut up and make love to me. Any way you wish.” He thought of her beneath him, over him, and sucking his cock. But the way that he thought that he needed to take her was from behind. He needed to be able to control himself and figured that was the only way.

His need for Calla Lily never ceased to amaze him. His mouth crushed against hers, and he took what he wanted. He’d been waiting long enough, his body told him, but his heart said they could and would wait forever.

Her body responded to his need immediately. He lifted her up so that her soft folds met intimately with his hard cock. As soon as Calla Lily wrapped her legs around his hips, he took them to the floor. Pulling away from her, he was on his knees between her legs on either side of him. He rested back on his heels while he looked down at her.

“Take off your blouse, Calla Lily. I need you. I want to fuck you right now.” Her fingers moved to the buttons, but his monster wasn’t happy with how long she was taking and split the blouse up the back quickly. “I’m sorry. I cannot wait too much longer.”

While she pulled her ruined blouse from her jeans, he worked at the snap and zipper of her pants. Standing to pull them off her, he stripped off his own shirt and tossed it behind him. The sight of her in only her bra and panties made his cock jerk hard in his pants.

“Take off your bra. Make your nipples hard for me, baby. Make them ache for me.” He felt his fangs drop in anticipation of tasting her. He loved her taste, her scent that she exuded just for him. When his eyes began to turn, her body was outlined in a deep red that made his need sharp. Stripping his pants off along with his boxer briefs, he stood before her naked and stroked hiscock while she watched, her nipples beading hard as she rolled and squeezed them for him.

“Brew, please. I need you. I want to feel you inside of me. I want you to drink from me. Make me come hard. Please, baby. I want to feel you come deep inside of me.”

Brew knew he wouldn’t last if she touched him now. He needed to take the edge off, needed to sip from her so that he would last longer than it would take for him to enter her. Dropping back down, he ran his hands up her thighs and his fingers under her tiny thong. Gripping it in his hands, she looked into her eyes, and he tore it from her body. Her cry of hunger made his fangs burst more through his gums.

“It’ll have to be hard, Calla Lily. Fast, hard, and dirty. Roll over for me. I need you too much to do this another way.”

When she rolled to her belly and curved her body up over her knees, he growled at her. Her arousal was strong, and he could see her pussy was wet. Pushing her head down to the floor, he nudged his cock at her entrance. She coated him with her juices. Grabbing her hips and pulling her hard back against him, he slammed into her hard and deep.

Her answering groan nearly sent him over the edge. Pulling out to nearly the tip and slamming forward again, he felt her grip around him; her tight sheath wrapped around him tight and sucked him deeper. He felt his climax grip his balls, and the tingle of it run up his spine. Reaching his hand around her front and finding her clit, he pulled hard on it and then squeezed. Over and over, he tormented it until she started to grip him tighter.

“Brew now. Please, I’m coming now. Bite me.” Leaning forward, he licked at her shoulder and then sank his fangs deep into her. The hot, spicy blood filled his mouth as she came, milking him and bringing him over the edge with her. As he filled her with his seed, she fed him, nourished him. Sealing the tiny prick marks with his tongue, he pulled her up so that bothof them were on their knees, and he was still buried deep inside of her, her back to his chest. Brew pressed his wrist to her mouth and moved slowly inside of her again as she bit into him and drank, bringing her to another climax. As soon as she sealed the wound with her saliva, he tilted her back and took her throat.

Taking enough to sustain him, he licked her throat and kissed the tiny wound. He held her to his body, feeling her heartbeat return to normal and her breathing slow. He wanted her again, but not now. He would move them to the bed soon.

“Brew, I love you very much. I don’t know what I would have done without you all this time. You’ve made me feel like a new woman.” Nodding, he tried to form the words that would tell her what she’d done for him. They were there, but…Christ, he loved this woman.

“And I love you, my Calla Lily. You’ve given life to these old bones. Given me an outlook on things that I’ve never felt before.” He kissed her on the mouth. “I’m so lucky that you came into my life when you did. I was ready to face the sun, and then you came into my life. I…I love you so very, very much.”

She rolled over him when he got them both in the bed. His eyes had never been this heavy, and when he finally let them close, he could feel his body tingling with need. If he didn’t fall asleep now he didn’t know when he’d get a better opportunity. His body was about as relaxed as it had ever been in his life. His last thoughts were that he hoped his household was safe as he was simply too exhausted to wake up.

~*~

Daniel called the house three times in the last four hours. If he didn’t stop, she was going to go down to the station and kill him herself. The man was absolutely batty if he thought that he was endearing himself to her. Calla stepped out on the porch and called to one of the wolves that had been roaming the grounds.

“I need to go and see my uncle.” The wolf shook his head. “Iknow that I can’t go alone, but I was wondering if Conri could send someone to go with me. I don’t want to face him alone, not that I’m afraid of him, but someone with me could keep me from killing him. Not that he doesn’t deserve it, but I don’t want to go to prison for his ass right now.”

The wolf nodded once and took off. She thought about how far away the pack house was and wondered how long it would take Conri to come and see her. Or perhaps he’d just send one of his men. She then thought about Brew.

He’d been asleep for the last three days. She wasn’t upset or worried about him. Landon had told her that he does this when he’s been stressed out and doesn’t get the rest that he needs. He told her that he’d been as long as a week in getting caught up on his rest and there was nothing for her to worry about. She wasn’t worried, but she did miss him terribly.

“You wish to go and see your uncle, my lady?” Hugging Conri, she told him that she didn’t want to, but he was calling all the time. “While there, we’ll tell the police to stop allowing him to call you. It will be a simple thing for Brew to do but I’m to understand that he’s resting. Are you in need of anything while he is down?”

“No. Landon has told me that he’s done this before.” Conri said that he had some years ago. “I want him to rest as much as he can. There isn’t anything that I can’t handle with him down and if it is, I’ll simply call to you as I have done.”

“Shall we go?” Conri was dressed nicely. The suit that he had on was beautifully tailored and pen-striped. She loved his tie. When she was close enough to it to see what the pattern was, it tickled her that they were wolves chasing one another in a forest of a tree or two. “I have a car that we can take as well.”

Conri didn’t clutter her head with small talk. She had been practicing what she wanted to say to him for the last couple of hours. The man was going to be spending more time in jail if hekept bothering her. She turned to the large wolf when he cleared his throat.

“You smell magical. I’m assuming that you’ve been either practicing it or you’ve gotten more with the bonding with the old vamp.” She asked if it was noticeable to everyone. “No. Just to me, because it is equal to mine and Brew’s. You had some before from him, but now you have much more. Have you been practicing it?”

“I don’t know what I have, but when I feel it, like bringing things to me, I play around with it. I can bring anything I want to me—large or small. I can also make up the beds in the upper levels. I’ve been sleeping elsewhere so that Brew can get a good night’s sleep. He’s dead when he sleeps, isn’t he?”

“I would say that he’d not like to be told that. It would bother him that he cannot be woken if you were in trouble.” She said that she’d not thought of that. “He is a very prideful man, your vampire. I myself am one as well. I hope to find my mate someday, but I don’t have much hope for it after all this time. Brew and I are the same age. But unlike him, I have younger brothers who are around me all the time. They’re good men, but we’re lonely. Much like Brew was before you came along.”

“I love him.” He told her that it shows. “Thank you. I’ve never been in love before, and I love the feeling. Having Brew around makes me feel very safe. These last few days have taught me that I can take care of myself, too.”

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