Taken by a Vampire (Vampire Queen) - By Joey W. Hill Page 0,167

to losing her, he was the size of a dock piling. “No.” She shook her head. “No.”

His determined thrust pinned her to the bed. Her legs kicked and thrashed, then locked over his buttocks as her body betrayed her, wanting to hold on to him. Pressing her deeper into the mattress, he framed her face with both hands. “You’re not hiding from us, lass. We willnae let you.”

“No.” Tears spilled over his fingers. “Don’t do this to me. It’s better not to feel . . . not to care, or love, or want anything. They told us that. It wasn’t our job to want . . . to . . .”

“To live? To love? To fucking feel? Why do you think he’s so angry, Alanna? Think with that incredibly intelligent mind of yours. Think, damn it.” He thrust fast and hard, until she was clasping his shoulders, nails biting as she hung on. Her whimpers told him he was giving her a rough ride, but he was taking out some of his own anger, his fear that they wouldn’t reach her in time. He also wanted to scald away the filth of that vampire’s touch from her soft flesh. She wanted it too, her hips lifting to his, as if trying to scrub it away with the friction.

He was ruthless enough to exploit that, pushing her back down, holding her to the mattress with a hand on her throat as he attacked her breasts, suckling and nipping, tasting her flesh as he slammed against her clit with every stroke. He hiked her knees up higher on his rib cage so he could go deeper, stronger.

“We’re here, inside ye, muirnín. Ye cannae get free of us. You belong to us. Feel it. Feel me.”

She cried out, the orgasm detonating throughout her body before she could stop it. He spurted inside her savagely, wanting her to have him there always, his scent, his mark. The rough texture of Stephen’s dagger mark rubbed against his pelvis, and he wanted it gone. Wanted it replaced by Evan’s, making it clear she no longer belonged to that life. That she could let it go.

“He hates me.” Now the tears came like a storm. She tried to turn her face away, but he cradled her slim jaw. “He said I shamed him. Just like Stephen.”

“Oh God, no, lass. Not at all.” He wasn’t sure who he wanted to smack more, her or Evan, but in all fairness, Evan lost his temper rarely, and he’d had just cause this time, for certain.

“Colin was going to kill you, muirnín. He would have done it in front of Evan, tae prove he had the upper hand. As important as ye are to the Council . . .”

“They wouldn’t retaliate against a vampire killing a servant.” She closed her eyes. “Evan promised Lady Lyssa he’d keep me safe. He would have failed in his task.”

“Damn it, that wouldnae have mattered. He would have lost you. We would have lost you.” Stroking her tears away with his thumbs, he felt her thigh muscles quivering against his hips where she still held him inside her. He settled down even farther, nudging her very womb. God, he could stay inside her cunt for days, the clasp of those brown eyes, her trembling arms. All they needed was Evan to make it balanced.

He and Evan had made an agreement, early on in their unique arrangement. If Niall occasionally wanted to enjoy a casual fuck with a woman and Evan wasn’t around to share, that was well and good. It had been fine for Niall, but he’d never been with a female and had the thought he had now. The active wish that Evan was here, a closed circle.

Though he was certain his decision to take Alanna now didn’t have Evan’s approval, meaning he’d likely pay for it with blood, it didn’t make the feeling about the vampire’s absence any less strong.

Evan and he had another agreement as well. No male touched Niall without Evan’s say so and participation. The vampire was unapologetically possessive on that score, and Niall had accepted the condition so easily. He’d told himself it was because he preferred women most times anyhow, but the passing of years, and how long he’d adhered to the restriction, had proven that a lie a long time ago.

“You’re important to him, lass,” he murmured. “Why is that so hard for you to ken?”

“Why do you ask me questions you should be asking yourself?” He