No Escape From Destiny (8 page)

The ground tilted beneath
Nikkos’s
feet, and his knees decided to take a vacation. He dropped to his knees next to the bed and stared at the ceiling like the world had ended.
Who cared if it had. If he lost Adrian he no longer wanted to be in this world anyway
. He tried to reach for the bed to steady himself, but the room was spinning too quickly. The last thing he saw before the world went black was
Adrian
reaching for him.

* * * *

Adrian
watched as his friend fell to the ground and crashed headfirst into the solid nightstand. He tried to catch him but wasn’t fast enough getting out from under the sleeping female. His head hit the nightstand with a large thump, and
Adrian
could immediately smell the fresh blood. He lifted
Nikkos’s
face from the carpet, turned him over, and cradled his upper body in his arms. How many times had he wished to be in this position? Too many.

The cut on his forehead was not that bad, but he was already short on blood and needed desperately to feed.
Adrian
did not waste a second thinking about what he was about to do. He shook
Nikkos
gently until the male opened his beautiful eyes.

Adrian held his wrist to his friend’s mouth and was surprised when he reached up and pushed it away. He looked into his friend’s eyes and pleaded with him to feed. “Please, you need this.” Before the words were out of his mouth, his friend struck hard and fast, but it wasn’t his wrist he sank his fangs into. It was his jugular, and it was the most erotic feeling
Adrian
had ever experienced.

Adrian never understood the intimate feeling people had explained when talking of feeding another until his friend was taking long, slow pulls from his neck. He let his lashes float down onto his cheeks. Oh gods. He couldn’t imagine anything in the world feeling better.
Nikkos
had just begun to feed, but
Adrian
was already feeling lightheaded. It couldn’t be from blood loss. It was from the sheer feeling of joy of having the one he loved wrapped tightly in his arms with the male’s fangs buried deep into his neck. The one he loved? He could fight it all he wanted, but he knew deep down that he still loved the male.

* * * *

Nikkos
had fed from his friend before when he was injured, but he had never really tasted him before. He couldn’t believe he had never taken the time to enjoy this. He had heard people talk about the ecstasy they had felt from feeding before, but he had never felt it. Feeding had always been about necessity, not enjoyment. Now he wasn’t sure how he had ever gone without this feeling and if he would ever be able to feed from someone other than
Adrian
again. Now that he knew what he would be missing by feeding from someone else, he didn’t want to give it up. Didn’t want to give up not only the taste but the strength he was getting from the powerful male’s blood.

It was like swallowing a bolt of lightning. It was so hot going down his throat into his stomach, and his cells were starving and started soaking up the power immediately. He felt a hundred times stronger at once. And he was right. The blood he was swallowing told him that
Adrian
was his mate. How had he ever missed that before in all the times that they had fed one another when they were injured? Maybe it took this little female to show them what they really were to each other. Or maybe
Adrian
had taken her blood the night before when he was injured, and he was actually tasting their link though
Adrian
’s blood, not a link with Adrian himself.

Chapter Eight

Adrian
was holding
Nikkos
tight in his arms, rocking him gently.
Nikkos
was enjoying the moment when he heard movement from above and a sharp gasp. The female had woken up and leaned over the side of the tall bed to look down at them.

“Please tell me that you two are gay and that he is just giving you a hickey,” she said quietly.

Well, at least she wasn’t screaming and running for the door.
Nikkos’s
body froze at her words. He stopped drinking immediately, licked the twin wounds to seal them closed, and slowly swallowed the last mouthful of heaven. He licked his lips and turned to look at the female. “Not exactly. We live on the blood of others of our race. I was a little weak, and the blood will help me heal.”

He put his hand up to his forehead, wiping away the blood from the wound that was already healing thanks to his friend’s blood.

“Oh god, your head.” She tried to get up to help him, but she didn’t make it far before both males were on their knees, urging her to stay in the bed.

“I’m fine, it will heal in no time. Don’t worry about me.”

“Well I’m getting stiff lying here for so long, so I need to get up and move around anyway.”

Stiff? She thought she was getting stiff? What she felt was nowhere near how stiff the two males now were. Besides the aftereffects of holding one another and feeding, the sheet that had been covering her had slipped down when she tried to get up, giving them a peak at her pert breasts. Oh, those rose-pink nipples were too much to resist. Not only were the nipples perfect, but they were pierced through with black titanium barbells with white stones on each end. When
Nikkos
had helped the doc strip her, he had noticed them and thought again how perfect she was for him. He loved piercings and had several himself.

She also had several tattoos. There was a beautiful dragonfly tattooed between her breasts and a Greek tattoo around her wrist, “
to
pepromenon
phugein
adunaton
,” which meant, “It’s impossible to escape what is destined.”
Isn’t that so true
. She also had a phoenix tattoo that covered her right shoulder and bicep, obviously trying to cover up a large scar that ran up the back of her arm from her elbow to her shoulder, and the severe burn that covered most of the shoulder. He knew the phoenix tattoo represented rebirth. She also had angel wings covering her whole back. They were done so well they almost looked like real wings.

When
Nikkos
saw those tattoos he was positive she was perfect for him. Half of his back was covered by a dragon and phoenix tattoo. The dragon and phoenix represented the unity between man and woman. Maybe after they claimed her, she would get a dragon or two to match her phoenix, and he would add another dragon to his. When he had it done, deep down he must have known he would need to add to it. Instead of one on each side, he had the phoenix placed in the middle facing out, wings spread wide, and the dragon on the left, shoulder-blade wings wrapped around the phoenix. Now if both Anstice and Adrian accepted him, he would add another dragon mirroring the first on the other side.

Nikkos
was thinking about how good those nipples would taste between his lips.
Nikkos
licked his lips, still tasting the remnants of
Adrian
’s blood, and stared at the breasts of his female. Anstice caught his tongue hanging out of his mouth and the direction of his stare and looked down to see what he was staring at.

* * * *

For some reason, it didn’t bother her that he was staring at her. Actually, it kind of turned her on. She didn’t bother covering up. She was sure
Nikkos
had helped save her life, and more likely than not, had not only seen her naked body but had touched it. And she had woken up naked next to Adrian, who didn’t have much more on than her. Besides, they were gay. She was safe. She continued sitting up and swung her legs over the side of the bed, letting the sheet slip further down. Even though she was not modest by any means, she did wrap the sheet around her waist before she stood. She couldn’t begin to explain what had come over her. She had never been afraid to show off her body, but not usually to this extent to strangers. However, there was something about these men that made it feel like they weren’t strangers to her. She wanted them to see her body. She wanted to test them and see what they would do. The looks they were giving her were enough to heat her up and turn her on. She could smell the dark, spicy scent again and couldn’t resist its pull.

Both males sat on the floor, mouths wide open, staring at her as if they couldn’t believe she wasn’t covering herself. Her mind was so clouded with the scents in the room, she wasn’t sure if she was getting comfortable with them or wanted to see if she could shock them. By the looks on their faces, she surely succeeded in shocking them. They looked dumbstruck. All they did was stare.

She stood and stretched a little, letting the sheet slip further down her waist. She knew what they saw. Her belly button was also pierced. The black barbell had a dark-pink stone at the top with a multicolored dragonfly dangling from the bottom. She had several piercings in her ears and her nose, snake bites, and an eyebrow ring, all black titanium. They both looked at her, and then at each other, probably wondering if there were any other piercings they couldn’t see.
Keep guessing boys.

* * * *

As she reached her arms up above her head,
Nikkos
again saw a large scar under her arm that ran from her elbow up to the back of her shoulder. Also, he had noticed when they had to intubate her in the med room that her tongue was pierced. She lowered her arms and placed her hands on her waist.

“Get a good enough look, or should I lose the sheet and stretch again?” He knew she was teasing. Bad thing was, she didn’t know the effect she had on him and what trouble her teasing may get her into.

Nikkos
looked up at her. “Yes, please.”
Hey, two could play the teasing game.
It wasn’t like she was actually going to do it.

Holy shit
,
she did it
. She dropped the sheet all the way to the floor. Her legs were spread shoulder width apart, and she stretched her arms to the ceiling. She had a scar on her lower abdomen from hip bone to hip bone. Kind of looked like a C-section scar, but there had been no sign of a child at her apartment.

“Be careful what you ask for. You may just get it,” she said as she let her head fall back and laughed wickedly.

* * * *

She didn’t have time to lift her head back up to look at them. In an instant,
Adrian
had her around the waist and down on the bed. He was a little too rough with her, considering her injuries, but he couldn’t seem to control himself.

She continued to laugh. She apparently didn’t know how much her teasing affected them and what she was now in for. “Hey, get off, you’re crushing me,” she whispered with what little air was left in her lungs.

He replied, “Get off is exactly what I plan to do.”

“Good, get off then.”

She couldn’t see
Nikkos
until he moved to the side and sat on the bed next to them. Leaning close to her face, he said, “Baby, you have no idea what you just told him he could do. You are in more trouble than you ever have been in, in your life.”

“Yeah right, in trouble of being raped by a gay guy…
okaaaaaay
.”

Adrian
stared at her face until she looked into his eyes, and then he ground his throbbing cock, which was hard as granite, into her hip. “What on earth gave you the idea I was gay?”

“Well let me see,” she said while laughing again, “maybe the way you two look at each other, and the fact I just saw you”—she glanced over at
Nikkos
—“sucking on his”—she looked at Adrian—“neck a few minutes ago. So don’t tell me that little hard-on you have is for me. I saw it popping up long before I stood up in front of you.”

She truly believed they were gay, which made this even worse. When she found out they weren’t, she would be terrified and try to run away again. Maybe they should continue to let her think that for a while until they could gain her trust. The only problem with that was that
Adrian
could think of nothing at the moment save being inside her. Well, that and maybe
Nikkos
joining them.