A Fang in the Sass: BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance (Sassy Ever After Book 6) (8 page)

NINETEEN

Aria paced the alpha wolf’s kitchen, ready to spit nails. She just
knew
that bastard Filip had been dirty. How long had this been going on under her nose? She felt like a fool. So much for putting trust in others. Another lesson learned the hard way.

All these years, she thought her people were going to be the first mass group to live to vampire old age. She wanted them to be happy and experience life to the fullest they could. And one day, walk in the sun again.

Trevan got up from the kitchen table where his men and Mason had been going through options of what to do. Emma remained at the hospital with their wolf and the girl’s family. Alain put up a big fuss about leaving her, but Emma said she would protect his mate with her life. That was enough for Alain to be pried away, barely.

When Aria saw the women’s condition, she nearly lost it. How many had died in the last seventy to eighty years? Those deaths were her fault. She should’ve protected them.

Her mate wrapped his arms around her. God, she felt so safe in his hold. So loved, so protected. The rest of the world went away when he was with her. Then why was she sending him away? For his own good. She had to keep reminding herself of that. She’d failed so many people in her life, not being there to protect them. She wouldn’t fail him. Couldn’t.

Trevan whispered into her ear, “Let’s go outside and get some air. We can’t do any further strategizing on raiding the other bars until Mason’s main crew gets here. He says that’ll be an hour.” She could do that. Being cooped up wasn’t ideal for a vamp.

Passing the pool, he asked her if she wanted to go to the pool house or walk in the woods. She wanted the open air, the vibrancy of life nature created. She needed to be surrounded by goodness and love. And she wanted the man next to her to push her body against a tree with his and take what he wanted. A second later, her back scraped over bark.

Hot lips pressed onto hers. The kiss was soft, sexy and full of need. Exactly what she needed. It didn’t last nearly as long as she wanted. Soon he was pulling away from her, meeting her gaze.

“I’m not leaving you,” he said, a stubborn tone in his voice.

“I’m scared,” she admitted. “I can’t protect you all the time.” He opened his mouth to argue but she placed a finger over his lips. “How can you think to stand up to a powerful vampire who killed my grandpa and my mom and dad? If he could do that, he is a lot stronger than you. No matter how much of a shifter you are.”

He nodded. “I understand.”

She blinked, ready for him to argue with her. “You…do?”

“I do. I’ll go, if that’s what you want, but under one condition.”

She stared intently at his face. Something was off. “What?”

“I want us to mate first.” He lifted a hand and caressed her cheek. “I will do what you ask, but I need us to be mated. This mate link will be the only way I can always know you’re okay.”

She frowned. His request was sensible, but still… What was he up to?

Another kiss and her mind muddled completely. Lips parted and he pressed his body to hers, pushing her harder against the tree. His gaze stroked her lips and then traveled up to meet hers again.

Clothes came off fast. There was no need for words or promises. Here and now was all that mattered.

He took steps back and flipped her to face the giant tree. Shudders raced down her spine. Grasping the wood, she clawed at the tree. He moved her hair over her right shoulder, leaving her neck and shoulders exposed. Then he dipped his head and kissed the back of her neck.

“I can’t stay away from you.” Her heart flipped in her chest. Electric pulses bombarded her core and made her sex throb. “I want you. No, I need you. You’re going to know how badly it is to want something and it not be in your control.”

She whimpered at the feel of his firm lips kissing and sucking up and down her shoulder. Her body ached with need. He cupped her breast with one hand and caressed the inside of her thighs with the other. Soon, he was rubbing at her pussy, spreading her pussy lips open.

He tugged at her hips, drawing them back and pushing her upper body forward until she was almost bent over at the waist. She struggled to keep her breathing under control. He took her breasts in his hands and massaged them, tweaking her nipples and tugging at them. The bites of pain flooded her channel with moisture.

“You have a beautiful body. I could spend my life touching you and watching your reactions.” She moaned, brought her hands up to cover his, and wiggled her ass over his cock. “Do you want me, Aria?”

She held her breath. She knew what he was doing, and by god she was starting to wonder if maybe she was cursed for falling for a shifter.

“What do you say, sweetheart?” His voice caressed her ear and she let out another moan. It was so goddamned sexy to have him touching her this way. Gliding his hands over her body and pressing areas he knew would bring her to the edge of reason. She cocked her head to the side to give him a better angle to kiss and lick. “Let me have you, beautiful. Be mine.”

She groaned and shut her eyes, but immediately jerked them open. “I…” He pinched her nipples and sucked on her neck. Her pussy quivered, unfilled. Fuck, she wanted him—wanted his cock inside her again. “Yes.”

He traced his way up her calves, followed by her thighs, around her front to her waist, and up to her tits. She sighed. He went straight for her nipples again, pinching the little buds without mercy.

It was pleasure and pain mixed with enough potency to make her feel like tiny orgasms rolled through her. She dropped her head back onto his shoulder. His hands left her breasts.

He stroked her spine with his lips, soft kisses and licks that worked down to her ass. Arousal thickened in her veins, dark and needy. Bracing her hands on the tree, she inhaled sharply when he caressed her cheeks, rubbed his cock down her crack, and finally stopped at her wet entrance. “Watch me fuck you, baby.”

“Yes, please.”

He thrust into her in one quick stroke. Wildfire spread inside her. Licks of the growing inferno raced up to her nipples at the speed of light. Scraping her nails on the bark, she moaned when he pulled back and thrust in again. Hard heartbeats hammered her ears.

His pelvis slapping her ass made a smacking noise she found incredibly arousing. His strokes were firm and steady. Each one fanned the flames of tension inside her. She dropped her head forward, only to have him grip her hair and tug—not painfully, but enough to get her to raise her head. “Do you like it?”

“Yes, oh yes.”

He kissed her back, sucked his thumb into his mouth, and then slid it down her crack. A moment later she felt his digit circling her hole. Her breath caught. He dipped into her tight ass. Slowly. Carefully.

She whimpered, shoved back into his driving cock and finger. He slipped the finger in and out in tandem with his quick, hard strokes. She panted, groaned, and tensed.

Pressure built inside her. So heavy, she was going to explode. So fast, it was a tsunami coming for her.

“Trevan. I need…” she moaned. She didn’t know what she needed, but he better fucking figure it out. Now.

“I know, baby.” He released her hair to lean forward. A single pull, and then he drove his cock deep. Hard. Harder. Jesus, it felt good. So good. Like being bitten and licked at the same time. Her body throbbed. The taste of bliss grew closer. He ran a hand around her waist.

One quick breath, and he was delving his hand between her pussy lips. Her pleasure intensified with each stroke. He brushed a finger over her clit.

The earth shook and she came unraveled inside. A pain shot through her shoulder. Her mate bit the back of her shoulder, his canines embedding deeply, and his cock driving even farther inside. She propelled back onto his cock, her ass pulsed on his thumb, and her pussy quivered.

His moves lost all coordination. He stopped completely and drove a single final thrust into her that left him tense. Electricity flowed through her in tiny pricks that made her entire body shake.

He jerked. Over and over. His cock filled her with his seed while his teeth were firmly embedded inside her. She wanted to bite him so badly. He pulled out of her and flipped her around, her back pressed against the tree and his cock still rock hard sliding back into her. His mouth and teeth were red from swallowing her blood, and it did something to her. She was losing control.

She bit down on his neck, the sweet, almost tangy taste of his blood hitting her tongue in a splash. She took a little, only enough to create a link between them, giving her the ability to know he was okay wherever he was.

Then she pulled back and licked her lips. He did the same. Good god, she was in deep shit. How fucking erotic was it to watch her man do that? Lick his lips like the taste of her blood was better than any meal.

“Even your blood is addictive, beautiful.”

She was a goner. Another orgasm rocked through her and he came again. Hard to believe they were both coming in less time than it took to make a sandwich. He laid on the ground, dragging her on top of him and held her. Both their bodies still shook from their joining, but now they were connected. True mates. Blood mates.

TWENTY

Trevan stretched as his lovely mated mate lay against him. Her skin felt so good on his. Did they have time for a quickie? He glanced at his watch. Damn, their hour of waiting for Mason’s guys to show was almost up.

Each rushed around the trees, trying to find their clothes, giggling when coming across underwear—one lacy black thong and bra dangling on a limb, the boxer-briefs completely missing. Someone was going commando, and it wasn’t his mate. Damn. He was getting hard again thinking about her naked under her clothes.

He stuffed his legs into his jeans, then yanked and pulled to get the waistband to his thighs. That was weird. They didn’t fit that tightly before. The zipper zipped an inch, if he sucked his stomach in, but the button wasn’t happening no way, no how. It would become a deadly projectile quickly.

Fine. He’d let his shirt hang over his pants until he could borrow a pair of Mason’s pants. His arm slipped through the sleeve, his hand slid out the end. And kept sliding and sliding. The cuff stopped inches above his wrist. What the fuck? He slid his arm into the other sleeve, then shrugged to get the shirt to sit correctly across his shoulders. When he lifted his arms in front of him, the sound of tearing fabric surprised him. The buttons wouldn’t come together across his chest.

“Aria, does something happen to male vamps after mating?”

Her sweet voice came from behind a tree where she changed. “Like what?”

“Like grow another two shirt and pant sizes.”

“What?” She glanced at him and her eyes grew wide. “Oh my god, Trevan. You’re huge. What the hell happened to you?”

He gave an exasperated sigh. “That’s what I’m asking you.” She looked him up and down, her eyes suddenly stopping halfway down his body.

She gasped then giggled. “You’ve grown two sizes
everywhere
.” His mate’s approving, lusty eyes sent blood rushing to the observed body part. “Damn. I don’t know if I can take all of you now.”

A low growl rumbled in his chest. “Don’t worry about that, baby. You’ll take it all and love every inch as I pound it into you.”

“Damn straight, I will.” She licked her lips. “But not now, we got to go.” She yanked on his jeans. Didn’t budge. “Hmm. Take everything off and we’ll get a towel in the pool house for you to wear until Mason can get you something.”

A few minutes later, Trevan stood with a bright blue beach towel sporting pink and green cartoon birds and animals. “I’m not wearing this into the house with half the pack there.”

Aria smiled. “Then you’ll have to go naked. That’s the only thing big enough to go around you.”

He dropped the towel. “I have no problem going naked.” Before he knew how it happened, he found his back partially imprinted into the wall.

Aria pressed against him, teeth at his ear, towel against his chest. “No other female will see my mate naked and live.” Oh fuck. He was instantly hard. That was so damn hot. She scorched him.

She breathed deeply. “You like that, my mate? Just you wait ‘til we get home.” Her teeth grazed his neck. “The things I plan to do to you. Yum.” Her lips latched onto his flesh and sucked blood to the surface. Shit, he hadn’t had a hickey since high school.

She pulled away with a fanged smile. “Imagine that suck around your cock, my love. Fucking my mouth as I suck your cum down my throat.”

He couldn’t take anymore. He twisted them around until her back was against the wall, his cock snuggled up to her pussy. Dammit. She had clothes blocking his way. His claws popped out to shred the material. She grabbed his hand, laughing.

“Hang onto that thought, big boy, until later. We have some karma to deliver to a clan I know.” She tossed the beach towel at him. “And put that around you. Mason will be very pissed if I have to kill females in his living room.”

He and Aria opened the backdoor to the main house to find a room full of people, and the air laden with anger and worry. Which lasted two seconds after they walked in. One look at the big bad-ass wolf in the colorful, comic beach towel and the room erupted into laughter.

He grumbled as someone said the bird on the material was a peacock. And yes, he got it: pea cock. He’d show them how pea his cock was. Aria latched onto the towel as his fingers released it. She glared at him. He sighed and grabbed at the towel. Mason slapped him on the shoulder and guided him down the hall.

Aria made her way to Emma on the other side of the room. “Did we miss much?”

Emma’s smile was huge. “You did not, Mrs. Aria Valderi Stone.”

She rolled her eyes. “Sometimes you wolves and your noses are too nosey.” But Aria couldn’t help the smile that lit her face. She didn’t want to think about him going away yet. That time would come. Now wasn’t it.

“Well,” Emma said, “the only thing we all agree on is that we have to act now. As soon as the vamps find the four women gone, they’ll kill any others and be ready for us. We need to take advantage of a surprise attack.”

Aria nodded. “I think that’s the only thing we can do to save as many lives as we can. As soon as Trevan gets back, we’ll leave.”

“That’ll be good. The pack will be right behind you with all the medical support we can scramble,” Emma said.

Aria searched the room for Alain. “How is the little wolf they found?”

“She’ll be fine in a while. Alain gave her some blood which healed her quite a bit. I fear those two have a rough road ahead of them. She’s really messed up mentally. He is going to have a challenge getting her over the trauma.”

“If anyone can get her through it, it will be Alain. He’s a good man from what I’ve seen.” Aria saw Trevan enter the room with Mason. She gave her friend a hug. “We’ll see you there. We’ll probably search the main club first. I’ll call you to update after we get the initial feel for things.” Aria followed her three guys out the front door.

It was time to end this.