Tall, Silent & Lethal (Pyte/Sentinel #4)(146)

He moved his mouth away, making sure to replace his mouth with his fingers out of fear that she would tense up, preparing for his bite, something that could turn this into another nightmare. Careful not to disturb her pleasure, he gently suckled the pulse point near her sex as his fangs slowly descended in his mouth. With one last prayer that this wouldn’t send her screaming, he bit down.

Cloe screamed as liquid ecstasy poured down his throat. He prepared himself for her attack, expected it, but instead she brushed his hand aside and replaced it with her own, working her clitoris in time with his mouth. The scent of her arousal intensified, nearly smothering him as he continued to feed from her. He could hear her fingers working her wet folds, the sound erotic and dangerous as it threatened to make him lose control.

Just when he didn’t think that he could take anymore, he found his mouth suddenly dislodged and his back hitting the cold patio tiles and his c**k once again sheathed in Cloe’s body.

“I take it that you liked it,” he said with a strained chuckle as he sat up and wrapped his arms around his mate.

“It was okay,” she said, panting.

“Liar,” he chuckled, as she wrapped her slim arms around his neck and used the move to ride him.

“Shut up, Hoodie,” she said with a mock scowl as she leaned in and brushed her lips against his.

“Shutting up,” he mumbled with a grin as he felt Cloe’s lips curl up into a matching grin.

As she kissed him, he couldn’t help but wonder what he’d ever done to deserve such a wonderful life.

*-*-*-*

He really needed a vacation, he decided as he slammed the silver tipped dagger into the heart of the werewolf, who’d been a heartbeat away from crashing through the woods and going after the couple making love on the patio, again. When the werewolf released a whimper that threatened to alert Christofer and Cloe of his presence, he twisted the dagger, making sure to cut the heart in two, instantly killing the large beast.

When he was sure that the beast was dead, he pulled the knife out of the body and shoved the beast into the pit he’d dug earlier when he’d spotted the shifter following the woman that he’d stupidly claimed as his. Every time he hunted the couple down to the check on them, he found them being hunted by demons, shifters and vampires. He shook his head in disgust as he heard the couple start up all over again.

This honeymoon was exhausting him as well as giving him another reason to hate Pytes. As he picked up the shovel and started burying the body, he decided that they damn well better name this child after him to make up for all the bullshit that they were putting him through.

Bastards…….

Williams Mansion…………

Karma really was the best, Danni decided with a pleased little sigh as she sent Chris flying across the room.

He landed with a grunt and a loud groan that put a smile on her lips. She really couldn’t help it. For too many months the big bastard and his father had taken great pleasure from “toughening her up” and now…….

Now, she was savoring the sweet revenge that came from a combination of powerful Pyte blood and years of Sentinel training. God, life was good. Could it get any better?

“Kill. Me,” Ephraim mumbled a few feet away from her.

Smiling, she decided that yes, life could definitely get better. She moved to get in a few more minutes of sweet revenge before she had to meet Caine for patrol only to stop when she saw that Jessica was already heading towards her grandfather to finish him off with a few new nose grabs and giggles. She looked at Chris and considered going a few more rounds with him, but the fact that he could barely move kind of wrecked it for her.

“I’m going to kill that SOB for giving you his blood,” Chris mumbled pathetically.

“Getting a good work out?” Caine asked as he walked into the training room, chuckling when both men flipped him off.

Ignoring them, she rushed over to Caine, only pausing for a split second to kick Chris, and wrapped her arms around her mate. He pulled her into his arms with a pleased smile. Three months later and it still felt like a dream.

Her cancer was gone. Completely gone. She had her blood tested every week and so far, nothing. She couldn’t get over how good she felt, how strong and fast she was and she wasn’t the only one. Caine had benefited from her blood as well. He was stronger and faster than ever. They both healed faster and needed less blood. They weren’t sure if this was going to last forever so for right now, they were going to enjoy it and all its benefits, she thought with a smirk as she turned her head to shoot Chris a wink as the large Sentinel struggled to get to his feet, only to fall flat on his face with another groan.

“I think that we can safely say that she’s toughened up now,” Ephraim said weakly as Jessica attacked his nose.

“I can’t believe that you would do this to your own family,” Chris muttered with a pout as he raised his tattooed wrist as a pointed reminder that they’d marked themselves to show their support. It was sweet, very sweet and touched her deeply, but….

That still hadn’t been enough to save them from a well-deserved ass whooping.

“You want to go upstairs before we have to head out?” Caine offered, brushing a kiss against her lips as he reached up and cupped her jaw. She caught a glimpse of his matching tattoo before she closed her eyes and savored his touch.

“We don’t have time,” she grumbled, wishing that that they’d taken Ephraim up on his offer to patrol for them tonight.