Fall of kNight (36 page)

Daniel‟s lips twisted into a grin. My eyelids fluttered. Not on purpose. My legs were trembling. How could Daniel have such an effect on me? He moved. My legs went limp. In two strides, he was behind me. His strong muscular body pressed against me.

Oh, Dear Fate, he
didn’t
have anything on under that kilt! A heated breath of air escaped me as he tore the towel from me. His left arm held me firmly as he tossed the towel to the side. Weakness overtook me. Daniel braced my body against his hot frame. He slipped his leg through mine. His strong hand trailed gently over my breasts, teasing the hard points until I growled softly again. Slowly his fingers traced the centerline of my stomach further down. My skin burned against his touch. The intoxicating smell of his spicy scent sent my mind in a rush. Just one touch from him and I exploded inside.

“How about we try some Highland games?”
he growled. His voice was deep and sultry.

The vibrations from his growl sent shivers over my entire body. I melted.

Daniel‟s lips pressed against my neck. His fingers sank into the warmth and moist desire I had for him. Slowly and gently, he moved his hand. I reached around behind him and dug my fingernails into his thighs. A growl rumbled from his chest. My body rocked slowly against his.
I panted and gasped in joyful delight. His teeth bore down on my skin as he increased his taunting. From that point, a violent urge took over me. It took us both over. Daniel was going to drive me out of my mind. I just knew it!

In one quick motion, Daniel swept me off my feet and carried me to the bed. An aggression took me over. Daniel didn‟t have much of a chance after that. I grabbed him violently then climbed on top of him. He didn‟t seem surprised by my reaction. He knew my thoughts. I wanted him. There was no point in waiting. His hands locked onto mine as I slid down on his hardness. My breath panted with each hard stroke I made. Daniel‟s eyebrows met into a frown. The veins in his neck tensed. It was my turn to blow his mind. Just like the man he was to me, I knew what he wanted. Hard, long and even strokes.

For the rest of the day, we never left the bedroom. The fire completely burned out in the living room, but Daniel and I were well heated and warm. It never occurred to me that the Highland games were in May. This was what Daniel meant when he said Highland games. He just wanted to have me all to himself for once. No distractions, just a marathon of hot and rough sex. So this was what he had in mind for Highland games.

Well, we were on our honeymoon. We had a full seven days to do…whatever we wanted.

The evening was cool. A gentle wind stirred from the north and with it came fresh reminders of home, the smell of the woodland area that surrounded me. It was good to be home. The short trip was nice, but home is always nicer.

We had stayed one more day in Scotland and then left the following day. Today was Tuesday. Daniel‟s need to call a meeting of the clans was our highest priority.

Thomas had called together some of the local clans to meet at his home. With loads of laundry to do, I decided I wanted to stay at home this time. Daniel agreed and left.

I made a few phone calls, checking on Gramps and Aunt Tess. I let everyone know we had arrived back safe and sound. I also explained the extra danger of the werewolves to my family. Taylan‟s group would take extra care to watch out for any unwelcome and invading werewolves.

The next phone call I made was to Casey. She was elated Daniel and I were back in town. Casey explained to me that Richard had also returned. The news was not good.

Richard was planning to meet with us tomorrow. In my heart, I was glad to see he made it back alive. For whatever reason, I still felt a part of me connected to him. I couldn‟t understand it. There was just something odd that I felt had to do with more than just his venom.

It was only a few hours; at least that is what I thought. The sudden opening of the front door woke me up from a sound nap. Apparently, I had fallen asleep in front of the television. Daniel moved into the living room. The expression on his face was pure worry. Rising up on my elbows, I tried to make some sense of the words that rambled out of his mouth.

“…tonight!” Was the only word I heard before he rushed up the stairs.

“What?” I called after him. The time on my watch said it was 8:30 p.m.

“Get dressed!” He called back to me.

What on earth for? Where were we going this time of night? A couple of minutes passed before I managed to make my way up the stairs. Daniel was already dressed. He had on a pair of black jeans. The black Lycra shirt he wore strained against the muscles in his chest. He slipped on a black leather jacket. Daniel was a handsome sight before my eyes.

“Julie?” Turning, he opened my closet and pulled out clothes.

“Where are we going?” My mind was still trying to wake.

“We are going to a club. Didn‟t you hear me?” His voice was in a rush.

“Why?”

“We are meeting Richard and this guy named Mithras.” He stated. He tossed an outfit on the bed.

Mithras. That name sent chills down my spine. Was Daniel out of his mind? Fear shot through me. After the dream I had of Mithras, I really didn‟t want to meet him.

Why on earth did Richard bring this man back here? Casey said the news wasn‟t good.

So where did this leave us?

“But…” I began when Daniel shot a firm look to me.

“But nothing. We have to meet him tonight. Jewels, this is important. Mithras wants to meet us in person. He knows what is hidden in Fort Mountain.”

I shook my head and began to dress. This was not my idea of fun. Daniel stood behind me like a football coach as he pushed me. My choice of dress was different than his. After I managed to pull up my black tights, I grabbed a turtleneck sweater dress from the closet. I topped it off with a wide black belt and a pair of black thigh high boots.

Tossing my hair a couple of times, I rushed through my makeup. Finally, I was ready to go.

We made it to the club safe and sound. Daniel‟s driving, of course, left something to be desired along the way. Inside the club, it was dark. It took a second or two for my eyes to adjust. The smell of mixed drinks and beer filled the air. Also another scent caught my attention, the floral scent of lilies and carnations. Vampires. There was more than one in the midst of the tiny club. The club was packed with them. There were humans scattered about. My attention to this newfound mystery came to an abrupt halt.

Daniel‟s hand grabbed mine and pulled me through the crowded room. The scent became stronger as we moved through the crowd. My eyes darted around the room. So many of them. Vampires that lived around us who we never knew existed. There was such as distinction between the clear blue glistening eyes and the eyes of the humans.

Here Daniel and I were in the middle of a club for vampires, the only two Lycans within the whole crowded area. I was sure our scent would attract more attention than needed.

Most were curious, others…such as the one who‟s attention was now focused on me…dangerous.

Daniel stopped. The scent was stronger than I had ever encountered. Moving alongside him, I froze in my step. Richard sat in a booth with another man. Richard lifted his eyes to me. He wasn‟t wearing contacts. Those blue diamond like gems shot straight through me. My heart fluttered to an absolute stand still. Waves of emotions and feelings swept over me. Just feeling his presence evoked familiar feelings. A calling. A wanting.

A will almost beyond my control.

“Julie.” His voice was normal and controlled.

“Please sit. Join us.” Mithras motioned to the empty side of the booth.

It was odd that I never noticed the man sitting in the shadows. Daniel sat down and slid closer to Richard. To my relief, I was happy. I moved in closer to Daniel. The shadow hidden body suddenly moved into sight, leaning closer to the table.

Mithras. He was every bit as breathtaking as he had been in my dream. His black hair, long and silky, flowed down his back. He wore a black silk shirt that only enhanced his pale appearance. His cheekbones were high and well defined. The eyes were the same jeweled blue eyes as Richard‟s. The scent however, was almost over powering, strong to the point of being almost breathtaking.

“My name is Mithras,” he began. His hand slowly wrapped around a tall glass in front of him. “I am honored you have decided to meet with me under these circumstances.”

“Daniel Maxwell,” Daniel stated firmly, “and my wife Julie.”

Mithras caught my gaze. Chills immediately ran down my spine. Goose pimples prickled my arms. The hair on the back of my neck stood on its ends. He studied me for a long moment. A look of confusion swept over his face. He glanced to Daniel then to me and my heart fluttered. What did he see? Did he know something I didn‟t? Maybe.

“We should discuss this matter in private,” Mithras said glancing toward me.

“What you have to say can be said in front of my wife,” Daniel growled.

“I see.” He paused, eyeing Daniel cautiously. “You regard your women with a sense of nobility,” he scoffed. “Yes, I see this could be something of a distraction to you.”

“Mithras,” Richard interrupted. “The Lycans do view their women with high authority. They are warriors the same as the men.”

“A woman warrior?” he mocked. “Is this true, Julie? Are you a true warrior?”

Mithras asked. The words purred from his lips in the most intoxicating manner.

“Yes.” The words had to be forced from my lips.

Mithras chuckled softly. “Many years ago women were high consorts to the kings of ancient times, and some even considered to be Goddesses. There were some who would betray a man, given the right circumstances, of course.”

“I assure you…” I began.

“Never the less!” Mithras hissed. He inhaled a deep breath. “Richard, would you please escort Julie to the dance floor? I would like to discuss this matter in private with Mr. Maxwell.”

“She can be trusted,” Richard sharply returned.

Mithras immediately turned to Richard. His hand slammed down on the table. His sudden movement jolted me out of my chair. I rose with my heart pounding loudly.

Richard eyed Mithras. The tension between the two was thick. Thicker than what I could stand. Whatever happened in their previous lives I didn‟t know, but what I did know was that they were not the best of friends. For that matter, I doubted if Mithras had any friends.

Richard glanced to Daniel, a firm and controlled look on his face. Daniel was furious. Richard stood and then moved around Mithras. Mithras eyed Daniel carefully.

Daniel bristled as Richard‟s hand touched my arm.

“Remember our agreement,” Daniel sneered to Richard.

Richard‟s attention went to Daniel. “Yes, of course. How could I forget?” His voice was sarcastic.

Daniel burned with rage. He absolutely despised Mithras and vampires in general.

He inhaled a deep and controlled breath. Mithras turned to Daniel immediately. His crystal blue diamond-like eyes flared.

“
Come on,”
Richard whispered softly against my ear, directing me toward the dance floor. “Leave them be.”

Despite my attempts, Richard‟s hand gripped tightly under my arm leading me away from them. I couldn‟t help but watch as Daniel‟s eyes blackened with anger. He hated to see me with Richard. Mithras spoke softly to Daniel, pulling his attention away from me. Richard‟s hand slid around my waist pulling me closer as he moved to the slow music that started to play.

“Daniel will be fine.” Richard stated. His hand pulled mine around his neck. “At least look like you are enjoying this.”

My gaze fell upon Richard. His eyes were soft and his lips formed a gentle smile.

The soft sounds of the music flowed over me. Richard‟s body felt like steel next to mine.

There was something odd about him, something different. I couldn‟t help wonder. He even smelled differently.

“You smell different.” I shot out.

Richard shook his head. A soft chuckle followed. His eyebrows rose. “Exactly what do I smell like to you?”

My body moved in a slow movement with his. He pulled me closer and pressed my body against his. His face was only a few inches from mine. The coolness of his breath swept over my face and the scent lingered in my senses. My mind swirled. The world twisted around me, spinning wildly out of control.

“Must you always do this to me?” My heart raced out of control.

His lips twitched into a smile. “Julie, what am I doing to you?”

His breath feathered my skin again. “Make me …you…” I couldn‟t even say it.

The beautiful face came closer. “
Make you what? What would you like me to do?
” His lips pressed against the side of my face. His voice was no more than a deep and sultry breath.

A breath escaped me. I trembled. His body … Dear Fate … his body felt like it was molding itself to mine. Or was it my body that fit so perfectly with his. With each beat of the music, Richard moved in a provoking manner.

“What?” I could barely think. My body moved with his in the perfect rhythm he set for the dance, flowing to the slow sultry beat of the music. Another gasp of air and I was panting.

“
Tell me, Julie.”
He whispered again.
“What would you have me do?”

“You … are … not being … fair.” I pressed.

“Vampires never are,” he seethed.

“Our … friendship.” My breath strained in my throat.

“Ah yes…”
He hissed. “I tell you what, since you decline to tell me what you would have me to do. I will tell you what I will do.”

“
OH no!”
I choked as his hand slid down to the small of my back.

My skin was burned. His fingers moved smoothly up my back pressing my chest to his. My breast swelled and ached. He moved, grinding his body against mine. Oh Dear Fate! I needed to be away from him. Every part of my body was on fire. I wanted him. I couldn‟t help it. I couldn‟t fight the urge. I wanted to know what he would feel like.