Page 69 of Undying
“Someone like you?” Tobias’ voice is deceptively soft, a dangerous glint entering his eyes that has goose bumps chasing along my skin. “You mean someone smart and beautiful? Someone any man would be proud to call their own? Someone who is my very reason for breathing? You are my everything.”
My heart gives an extra kick at his confession, pleasure sparking a warm glow in my chest. He doesn’t even really know me—we just met, for fuck’s sake—but damn if I don’t feel the same way about them both.
Some instinctual part of me knows that they belong to me.
I think I knew it the first time I met them, but I just didn’t understand why until now.
“Someone like a vampire,” I whisper, hating that I’m a vampire just a little more if it means that I can’t have him. “Vampires and wolves might currently have an unsteady truce, but they’ve been at war more often than not. I’m practically your mortal enemy. I can’t imagine that I’m the mate you’ve been yearning for your whole life.”
He moves so fast that I don’t even have a chance to flinch. He cups the back of my neck and draws me closer, a furious expression darkening his face. “You’re wrong—you are more than I’ve ever dreamed possible. I consider it the greatest honor that I was selected to be your mate.” An uncertain expression flashes across his rugged face, one that doesn’t belong on the confident alpha. “That is, if you’ll have me.”
I’ve grumbled and cursed more than once in my life about not being able to find love. I can’t imagine going through decades alone, much less centuries searching for someone, only to be disappointed again and again. My soul aches at the loneliness that still haunts his blue eyes. A spark of hope shimmers in their depths now, almost like he’s afraid to let himself believe that I’m real and not a figment of his imagination.
I don’t even hesitate to lean forward and kiss him with everything in me, claiming him for my own. He immediately takes over the kiss. I expected him to devour me. Instead, he fists his hand in my hair like he’s never going to let me go, exploring my mouth slowly, savoring every second of it.
And I melt into him, unable to do anything but clutch at him, his kiss so drugging that I keep coming back for more. He holds nothing of himself back, giving me everything, as if afraid he only has one shot to get it right or I won’t choose him.
Foolish man.
I pull back, my breathing ragged. A muscle flexes in his jaw, his fists clenched at his side, but it’s his eyes that capture me—they’re glowing.
Like his control over his beast is fracturing.
I don’t even think twice as I straddle his lap, slip my hands to the back of his neck, and kiss him with all the pent-up passion that I’ve been denied all my life. My tongue brushes against his fangs, and damn if he doesn’t tremble, a low growl that I feel more than hear vibrating in his chest.
My nipples tighten almost painfully, and my core gushes. I rock against him, desperate to get closer, pleasure catching in my throat when his cock hits my clit.
He grabs my hips, then slowly slides me against his cock, making me feel every incredible inch of him. I can’t stop a shiver of pure lust as I fall further under his spell, and I moan, craving more friction. I don’t need him to guide me as I pick up the pace, and his grip on my hips loosens, his callused hands wandering lower.
Only for him to release a pissed off snarl when he encounters my jeans. Claws dance lightly down my sides, the material giving way as he slices clean through them, leaving me wearing nothing but tatters.
Maybe a sane woman would run away screaming, but I only curl closer, the smell of dark, mossy woods and danger luring me closer. A hint of ice and snow drifts over me, then I feel a single hand drag down my back—Castle.
When he reaches my hips, he gathers my destroyed pants and underwear, then whisks them away, leaving nothing between me and Tobias’ delicious cock. Heat instantly sears my core, and my juices coat his erection until I’m sliding smoothly against him, riding him faster and faster.
Tobias keeps one hand on my hip, urging me to continue moving against him, while the other hand slips up my body to cup my breast. He pulls away, then tugs down my bra and frees my breasts. Without even missing a beat, he leans down and captures my nipple in his mouth. He’s not gentle about his attention, sucking so hard that it tears a tortured moan from me.
I tighten my legs around his hips, shuddering when his thick cock teases my clit. I sink both hands into his hair and drag him closer, needing more, my orgasm hovering frustratingly out of reach.
And I’ve had enough.
I know what he’s doing.
He’s trying to drive me crazy, and he won’t stop until I give in to his demand and claim him.
Which is fine by me.
I tighten my grip on his hair, then wrench his head back, exposing his throat. Without hesitation, I lean forward and sink my fangs into his neck once more. Blood explodes in my mouth, raw power rippling through my body, the taste so uniquely him that I nearly come from that alone.
Instead of being appeased, my body demands more, and my fangs sink deeper, almost desperate to claim him as mine for now and forever.
Castle drops to his knees behind me, and I instinctively tighten my hold on Tobias. I’m not nearly ready to let him go yet and brace to fight Castle if he tries to pry me away.
When his hand lands on my back, I tense, but he only skims his rough palm down my spine in a way that has me going limp. Even as I drink, I’m conscious of his touch edging lower and lower with each pass, until I’m arching back toward him, seeking more.
He obliges, his large hands sliding down to cup my ass. My body hovers almost on a painful edge, waiting to see what he’ll do next. My human sensibilities say I should object to two men touching me at the same time, but I bask in the exquisite sensations.
When Tobias palms my breasts, tugging and rolling my nipples, all delicate sensibilities vanish.
