Hadaen [The Marujan Brothers Series] Book One (15 page)

"Moan for me again, baby."

He gave her clit another lick, tasting
her. Her thighs quivered and her pants came loud and shaky.
Swirling his tongue around her swollen bud, he heard her harsh
intake of breath and the tiny gasps.

Amelia moaned loudly as her legs
widened as if by instinct, granting Hadaen better access. Her hands
were bound, she could not touch him. It was painful pleasure. She
could feel his tongue licking on her clitoris, moving in the
sweetest sweep she had ever felt in her life. His tongue thrust
deep inside her, edging her to a wonderful death.

"Oh
godddd
!" she groaned. "Don't stop!"
His mouth closed over her bud, sucking hard. Pleasure spiraled
through her, almost knocking her head off. "Fuck!"

Hadaen inserted a finger inside her,
her body arcing off the bed as he did so. She was so remarkably
passionate he could come right there and then. He then inserted
another, pumping hard.

Her scream echoed in his
ears.

Amelia's hips rocked hard as he sucked
and licked her, his fingers never stop pumping. Her entire body
shook, spasms running through it like a wild current. He saw her
glance down at him, her teeth clenched and eyes watery as she
released a long groan.

Then her head fell back against the
pillows and her hips jerked upwards in one last swift motion. But
he didn't stop. Not until the spasms receded and her body lay limp
and spent.

Dropping a kiss on the inside of both
thighs, Hadaen reached up and released her hands from the bondage
of his belt. He then lay propped up on one elbow, smiling down at
her.

Her face was flush, eyes still wide as
she stared up at the ceiling.

"That was...amazing," she finally
said, brushing back strands of sweat-dampened hair from her
face.

Hadaen chuckled and nibbled on her
cheek. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

Amelia looked at him. "What about
you?"

He shook his head and smiled, kissing
her on the tip of her nose. "I'm fine. You look exhausted. You
should--damn you, woman!"

Hadaen groaned as he felt her fingers
squeezing his swollen cock through the denim of his pants. He
tensed and closed his eyes. She never moved her hand and when he
opened his eyes again, he saw her staring at him; those bright blue
eyes tempting him.

"I want you inside me." And she
unzipped his jeans and shoved it down his thighs, yanking them off.
Them

her smile lit up the tent. "No
underwear. Seems you came prepared."

Hadaen growled and pulled her beneath
him, spreading her legs wide, the back of her knees over his
shoulders. "Damn it, Amelia. You're as insatiable as I
am."

And he plunged deep, bringing
them

both further than the peak of Mount
Lensai.

Thunder clapped hard and fierce around
them.

Chapter Ten

Poof!

A
melia huffed as she pushed herself to her feet and swatted
the dirt from her butt. This training session was not going well.
They had been at it for two days and still all she kept gaining was
a firm drop on her ass. It was infuriating. Partly because she felt
like Sienna was being deliberately forceful with her. No matter how
she tried, Amelia could not match the woman's speed. Could not even
properly aim a good hit. Before the end of the day, she was sure to
be black and blue all over.

"Get up and try again, damn it!" the
woman's voice came from across the dusty field. "We're losing time
here!"

Amelia grunted and prayed she'd choke
on her own damn tongue. Sienna walked back to her spot at the far
end of the field. She was grumbling something to herself. And yet
she kept breathing. Pity.

To her right was Hadaen leaning
stiffly against a tree, his gaze ever attentive. He looked as if he
was about ready to pounce on anything that might even cause her the
slightest of harm. His brother, Gideon, sat on a branch in the same
said tree pretending not be looking at Esyth. Her blonde-haired
protector watched the proceedings closely.

It was obvious that Esyth had a
general dislike for Sienna. Her glare never wavered from the woman
and Amelia did not blame her one bit.

Wiping the sweat from her face, Amelia
centered her energy again as she awaited Sienna's
instruction.

"Good. Now hit me...this
time."

Amelia felt her mana coursing down and
through her veins, rushing to her palms. Clenching her teeth, she
widened her stance a fraction and watched as the fiery blue ball
revolved rapidly just above her right palm. The blue glow crackled
like electricity, sizzling and hissing. Then with all her might,
she threw it. It went fast. Faster than she had done those other
hundred times.

But then in the final second, Sienna
dodged it and all blood drained from Amelia's face. She missed.
Again.

And before she knew it, a wave of red
energy came surging towards her and knocking her to the
ground.

On her fucking ass.
Again
!

Esyth groaned and Hadaen stepped
forward.

"Okay, that's enou--"

Amelia cut him off and stormed up to
Sienna whose face was beaming ever so smugly. "Do not interfere,
Hadaen. I'll handle this." Amelia sneered at her. "What the fuck is
your problem? That was a perfectly good shot and you know
it."

"Apparently not good enough." This
time Sienna stepped in her space. They were close enough to touch
noses. "Try...again."

"I'm done for the day." And she turned
away. "Bitch."

"Excuse me. I didn't hear you. You
want to try mouthing off to my face?"

Amelia ignored her and had every
intention of leaving the stupid field until Sienna made the biggest
mistake.

She touched her.

Amelia's blood boiled and gave off
steam. She gritted her teeth and spun back around. "Do not... touch
me!" And She lunged outwards, knocking the woman square in the
face.

It wasn't until Gideon's whistle
sliced through the air that she noticed the dark blue glow around
her fist. It was far more intense than usual. About three shades
darker.

Esyth blazed past her just the same
time as Hadaen reached her side.

"You've found your
true
mana
," he
said with a grin. "Damn. You're strong."

Amelia swallowed. She felt horrified.
And where the hell was Sienna? Why couldn't she see her—

"You knocked her a good half a mile!"
Esyth shouted, blazing back ahead. She smiled and slowed to a stop.
"Probably broke her jaw, if you ask me. Luckily, she'll
heal."

Gideon jumped down from the tree and
gave Hadaen a hard slap on the shoulder.

"Seems like you won't be needing an
extra hand after all," he chuckled.

Hadaen shook his head and pulled
Amelia closer to him just the same moment Sienna emerged into view.
Her copper-colored hair was dusty mess around her oval face, her
trousers dirt-ridden. Blood tricked down from her right nostril and
she wiped it away.

Only, she didn't seem angry.
Impressed, actually. Sienna stopped a good ten feet before them.
She then gave Hadaen a steady look before averting her gaze to
Amelia, lips quirking upwards; almost smiling.

"Now that's more like it," she said.
"See you again tomorrow. Same time." And she walked
away.

Amelia stared out at the miles of open
land. To their sides were the mountains, the village only meters to
their backs. And the sky--

Thick dark clouds huddled together,
blocking the rays of the sun. She narrowed her eyes and watched as
hundreds of birds migrated westward, sprinting across the saddened
sky.

"It's going to rain." She rubbed her
palms along her arms as a chilly breeze kissed against her skin.
She turned to face Hadaen and it was then that she realized they
were all alone.

"What do you mean?" he asked, edging
closer. "Weather looks fine to me."

She rolled her eyes and turned around.
"Don't you see the dark clo--"

Amelia's mouth fell open and she
snapped it shut momentarily.

"What is it?"

She stared up at the sky as if she was
losing her mind. "There were d-dark clouds...birds..." She paused
and gazed up at him. "You have to believe me."

Hadaen's eyes averted up to the sky,
his jaws clenched.

"I believe you."

* * *

H
e
pulled up his trousers and buckled his belt, the torch-light
dancing across the dark room. He liked his place dreary. Dark. He
enjoyed the smell of death; the sweetness of bloodshed. After all,
his strength grew greater with every victim.

The cigar he had placed down on the
ashtray had finally burnt out. But he was not content.

He felt uneasy.

Angry, to a point for his
men had failed him on their quest to destroy Hadaen Maruj and his
wretched brother.
Damn
infidels
!

He would have to do it himself if he
was to acquire the results he sought after; he wanted to boast the
entire Marujan dynasty, their heads on a platter as is trophy.
Casting a glance at the lifeless body of his latest victim laying
face-down and naked on the floor, he sneered and grabbed up his
cloak.

The unknown whore had been the last of
his conquests: the women he had spared from the last massacre only
for his own enjoyment. Deorci smiled to himself. Fools they were,
if they had thought he'd let anyone he'd let anyone with the most
dilute of Marujan blood live. He had to admit, they had all been
good fucks. But surely not good enough to spare.

Running a hand through his thick
golden locks, he stormed from the bedchamber and into his study. He
was halfway towards his desk when a brisk knock came at the
door.

"What?" Deorci bellowed and dropped
himself in his chair. He was irritated. Pissed, but irritated
nonetheless.

"It's Malakai, Sir."

He sat down a little straighter.
"Come."

The tall buff fellow stepped inside
strapped in steel armour. Malakai was now his first in command now
that Xavier was...gone.

"I come with news, Sir. News you'd
very much like to hear."

Interesting
. Deorci met the boy's
eyes intently. "Speak."

"There seems to be a girl."

Malakai looked uneasy as he spoke and
Deorci was beginning to regret his decisions on appointing the lad.
He did not need a fidgety leader to his men.

"Out with it boy!"

Malakai cleared his throat. "We
managed to make a scan of the final traces of Xavier's memory
minutes before he died. There is a girl. We do not know who she is
but she appears to have some connection to the eldest Marujan
brother."

Deorci’s mouth turned up in
a sly smile. "
Very
interesting. What else?"

Malakai nodded, seeming pleased with
himself. "Xavier probably hadn't realized but from what I observed,
the woman seems to possess a very rare power."

Deorci scoffed. "How so? She can't be
any different than the others."

"Her energy glows blue,
Sir."

Now that caught his attention. His
head flew up immediately, all smugness wiped from his expression.
"Is that right?" He got to his feet and frowned, deep in thought.
"All Marujans... their energies glow red. That's impossible. Are
you certain?"

"Positive, Sir."

Deorci reached for a cigar, lit it and
sucked hard. Thick puffs of smoke emanated from his nostrils. Who
was this girl Malakai spoke of? And what connection did she have to
Hadaen Maruj?

"What else?" he prodded, sensing the
tension in the lad.

"We--some of the men and I--could all
sense a very strange energy around her while we studied Xavier's
memories. It was...very strong, Sir."

"How strong?" Deorci’s hand shook as
he pulled the cigar from his lips.

Malakai paled, taking a
wise step back.
Then two more.
Three...

"Very...very strong."

Deorci moved quickly, slamming the boy
against the door that it almost broke from is hinges. Malakai's
eyes widened to saucers and he coughed as Deorci breathed the harsh
cigar smoke in his face.

"I said, how
fucking
strong?"

"S-s-stronger than I've e-ever s-seen,
S-sir."

Deorci growled and swung the doors
open, flinging the boy savagely from the room. His pupils flooded
black and dark, very dark energy swirled around his body in a thick
stench-like fog.

He'd find that girl.

And when he did, Hadaen Maruj would
watch her perish at his hand...