Lustful Cravings (The Seven Sin Sisters) (21 page)

“Why is she not in bed?” Madden asked
his question to
Anton
as he entered the room and found them lying near the fire
, believing her to be fully asl
eep
.
Small glimmers of light flashed liked lightning bugs in summer dancing around her. Her powers still flar
ed
with her first teleportation
and her proximity to the fire seemed to keep them lively
.

“She refused to go without you. I’ve just now sensed she allowed herself to fall asleep.”

“She needs to rest
.
” There was a moment when all she could hear was the sound of Madden’s footsteps. Her eyes remained closed.
“
She was magnificent, Anton,
absolutely
magnificent
.” Her eyes fluttered to see Madden smiling down at her.

“She’s been asking for you.
Did you not get my messages?”
Anton was angry; Layla had never heard him use such a harsh tone of voice with Madden.

“Of course I did
,
but I had to follow up on some leads. Lucas is even now still trying to gather
intel
to determine if what Nassir’s commander told us is
the
tru
th.
”
Madden moved to the bar and poured himself a drink.

“What do you suspect?”

“I suspect it is more than a bluff.”
His voice was quieter now. Layla imagined Madden was looking out the window
.
She was certain
his
thoughts focused on the mission
s
she was sure
were
com
ing all too soon
.
He would need to leave for his work and although Layla understood this, admired him for it even, she would still miss him.

“And what will you do?”
Apparently,
Anton had the same thoughts.

“Eliminate the threat. I had hoped to have time with her
,
but I’m afraid I may need to head out
directly
after the Pronouncement.
Maybe for a few weeks.”

“It is good then that I
can be here for her.” Anton stroked her head, brushing her hair from her face to see that her eyes were now open.
He leaned down and
placed a sof
t kiss against Layla’s lips. She returned the kiss
pressing her body against him
,
craving the connection
.
Then
,
trying to hide her tears
and
her worries for Madden
,
Layla burrowed her face into Anton’s chest.

“Ssh…hush,
little one
.
” Anton ran his hands down her back to reassure her. Layla tried to slow her breathing and keep quiet but the hushed voices meant Madden had noticed. His boots scraped the floor as he made his way to her.

Strong hands
—
Madden’s hands
—
lifted her from Anton’s hold. Cradled
safely
in his arms,
Madden’s strength
once again enchanted
Layla
. His skin, cool against her own, sparked when they touched and Madden raised his
eyebrow
at her.

“I’m learning to control them
.
” Layla spoke of her powers, embarrassed by the effects he had on her that she could not hide.

“I think I rather like the idea of causing a spark in you
.
” Madden chuckled and Layla shook in his embrace, his arms still solidly wrapped around her as he moved to sit in the chair by the fire.
With a simple thought, he removed his clothing and then
placed Layla on his lap
. He held her hips, his cooler touch causing shivers to run up her back and her nipples to pucker.

“I was worried for you
.
” Layla’s voice broke as she spoke the words.

“I was worried for you
,
” Madden repeated her sentiment. They had both been
through the fear of becoming separated.
With the hours apart ticking away, their bond had pulled at each of them.

“I don’t ever want to be without you.”

“Perfect.
Because I do not intend to ever be without you.” Madden ran his hands along her back and
settled
them back
on her hips
to hold her
still
as he pushed
his thick cock
in
to
her
already
wet core.
Layla moaned in pleasure
and
smiled as she felt him harden further.

He held still, s
imply leaving his cock pressed
into her warm core as he switched his attention to her breasts
.
He
grabb
ed
first one nipple between his teeth, making her cry out in equal parts pleasure and frustration, and then mov
ed
to the other. She tangled her fingers in his hair only to have them
pull
ed by Anton and held away. She moaned in frustration at not being able to control Madden’s strokes.

“Leave them where he put them, Layla
l
ove,” Madden commanded before going back to her needy breasts, their tiny beads begg
ing
for attention. Layla began to move, squirming beneath him as much as possible until Anton placed his hands on her thighs from behind.

Layla stilled, fel
t
her body reaching for its climax and kn
e
w she had no control over it
. She was at Madden’s mercy and damn if she didn’t love this.
Anton’s hands slipped from the top of her thighs to her waist, lift
ed
her up and slowly push
ed
her back down onto Madden. She squeezed to grip him more tightly
and
perhaps torture him just a bit. Her pussy clenched as he pulled out again, mov
ed
his hand beneath her ass
to shift the angle
and tugg
ed
her more closel
y to him. He was deeper than he’d ever been and
his first thrust from this angle brought a cry from her.

On her urging
, her
simple cry out of desperation to be taken fully
,
he shafted her harder, with more force, more dominance. She reveled in his strength and was amazed to look around them to see sparks of colored light all around them.
Layla laid her head back against Anton and looked up at him.

Anton smiled down at her
from over her shoulder
and
thumbed her nippl
es, already sensitive from Madden’s attentions.
He p
lac
ed
his finger to her lips
and waited while
she sucked on it
.
Then
he pulled
his finger from her mouth
and used the wet digit to circle her nipples. Her back arched
, pushing her breasts into Madden’s touch,
and she felt Madden buck even harder, all sense of rhythm
now lost
.

“Yes, Madden, yes,” Layla chanted
,
her
gaze
fastened to him now
. She
smolder
ed
under his touch, his powerful strokes
and insistent fucking moved her
ever more closely
toward the edge. His pelvis scrap
ed
against her clit with each upward stroke. Her
fingers clawed into his back and she couldn’t stop herself from whimpering ever
y
time his balls slammed against her as
s. Every pulse of Madden’s cock, every caress from Anton, it was all too much.

“Layla, drink from Anton
with me while I fuck you
.
Right.
Over.
The.
E
dge.
”
His cock pounded into her on each word.
“
I want to see your lips on him, your tongue movi
ng over his skin damp with desire
.
” Madden
’s voice left no room for disagreement. Anton leaned into
Madden and Layla watched as Madden sa
nk his teeth into the sinewy skin
at the base of
Anton’s shoulder
. D
roplets of blood
trailed out from where Madden sucked.

Layla stretched forward to lick them before Madden moved
and
kissed her with a fierceness that might have frightened a lesser woman.
Then h
er tongue join
ed
Madden’s as they lapped at Anton’s life-giving blood
.
T
heir tongues twirled
, danced, mated as
Anton
began to moan and
rock in
to her ass
, his cock
pressing into the most sensitive place.

Madden moved
his mouth
away. “Suck
,
” he said
as he renewed his thrusts. Between his deep strokes, the blood, the pressure against her clit, the sensitivity of her skin,
Layla
was out of control.

She
fasten
ed her mouth on Anton and drew in
sharp
bursts of blood
,
felt
the sensations as
her
clit beca
me
more and more
engorged,
nearly
oversensitive. Ripples rolled through her body
at the same time sensations from Madden’s cock bombarded her.
Thro
w
ing
her head back,
s
he screamed
for her men.

*
*
*
*

Madden expected to wake
just
as he’d gone to sleep the night before. He never expected to find the bed cold as he heard Anton turn the knob and enter. It took only one look for Anton to know what Madden needed most.
The two friends were closer than ever now. They could always read each other’s thoughts, predict the other’s words but now Madden noticed they seemed to be able to feel one another’s emotions. Oddly enough, Madden liked it. The connection seemed natural.

“She’s in her library
,
”
Anton answered the unspoken question.

“
For h
ow long?”

“I found her there when I woke to prepare our morning meal. She has history books of all things spread across the large table.”

Madden knew the history of his breed well enough
,
but he’d grown aware of how little Layla had learned
and was
surprised her mother had not trained her daughters in their destinies
more. The
Circle of Magdalena
, as referred to in modern day,
is
the only vessel for procreation and life sustenance of the Valendite breeds.
The determinate for finding their mate was in finally partak
ing
in their
soul
sin
as in Layla’s case. Others were the opposite in that finding their mate meant finally being free from their soul sin
.

He would allow Layla this ti
me to read.
It was incr
edible to learn the history of his b
reed
and he very much wanted her to understand the
significance of her role
.
His life could never be complete without finding her
.
N
ow he simply needed her to know that, to believe that.

During the Italian Wars in the early 1500s, the Duchy of Milan and the Kingdom of Naples fought for power and territory. Citizens living in the Italian peninsula then did not know where to turn for alliances. Betrayals belied life.
They were s
o divided that in the
mid-1500s
when King Henry of France declared war against King Charles of Italy, the Italians stood no
chance of victory.
A
mong them were scientists developing amazing
—
albeit
unethical
—
chemicals to enhance men and create ultimate soldiers.