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Mel paced back and forth in the front foyer, waiting for someone - anyone - to come home. Her bare feet were chilled aginst the cool marble floors, but she couldn't be bothered to go upstairs and put on shoes - not if she wasn't allowed to go out anyway.
She had proven to her Sire and Stehlth that she was fit to fight, but they still hadn't allowed her to follow after the others. They had orders to stay at the mansion with her and the rest of the household and no amount of arguing would get them to change their minds.
Thankfully, Dhayn had called her from the clinic and let her know that no one was hurt and Lucinda had been found. She was happy to not have to worry about the others but she still felt like a caged animal waiting for them to come home and fill her in on the rest of the details.
She had eaten, changed, worked out, showered, but nothing could keep her mind off of Lucinda. Mel had known the female since they were both younglings. She had been a thorn in Mel's side at every glymera event they attended, but Mel would never have wished this on her. She was a privileged, prissy, snob, but she was an innocent female civilian, and Mel couldn't get her mind around how something like this could have happened.
Wasn't it their job as Warriors and Brothers, to protect their kind from exactly this kind of attack? To hunt down any remaining Lessers, so that they could feel safe. But then, Stehlth had said the kidnappers didn't appear to be Lessers. And that really shouldn't be too much of a surprise - Mel knew first hand that the pale fuckers weren't the only twisted minds out there. She woke up every day and told herself she was doing all of this for a purpose - to avenge her sister's death, to never again be the victim, and to strike fear into the minds of anyone who might consider breaking their laws. And now to be benched on the sidelines? Mel clenched her fists and glanced again at the antique clock hanging on the wall. Almost sunrise - she'd get her answers soon enough.
As if in answer to her inner turmoil, she heard the familiar sound of the locks disengaging and the murmur of voices coming from the vestibule. Ever impatient, Mel grabbed for the handle of the heavy interior door and wrenched it open. A surprised Dhayn stumbled forward a step and bumped right into her. He gave her a bemused smile and bent his head to capture her lips.
Mel was shocked still for a moment. They had been trying not to get physical since that night in the theater, so they had pretty much stopped kissing altogether. But his warm lips reignited the flames of passion she had been keeping in check. Her eyes drifted shut as she gripped his shoulders to hold his body close to hers, but he resisted. Mel pulled back, confusion waring with rejection in her mind.
Motion from behind Dhayn caught her eye and she noticed for the first time that they weren't alone. Tara and Intrudehr waited behind him in the vestibule. Mel wanted to kick herself. She had heard voices behind the door but had forgotten all about an audience the second his lips touched hers.
Mel fought to keep her cheeks from flushing as she stepped out of the way so that the three of them could enter. Her heart was beating like a drum in her ears. She glanced at Dhayn and his smile was laced with heat, but her own was quenched when she saw the look of hurt and confusion on Tara's face. Her best friend may be able to shut down her emotions inside, but she still couldn't hide them from Mel. The two of them had been attached at the hip since birth, and if anyone could read Tara it was Mel.
More voices from outside broke through the awkward tension and Mel looked through the door to see the rest of the Brothers filing in. Thrett motioned for the group to follow him, and he walked down the hall and into the dining room. A doggen was sent to retrieve Krym and Stehlth and they all took seats around the bare rectangular table.
Mel sat in her usual seat and was happy when Tara sat down beside her. She smiled at her and tried not to react when Intrudehr sat on Tara's other side. Dhayn claimed the seat on Mel's right, which was normal as of late, and he slipped his hand into hers under the table - giving it a reassuring squeeze. Once the room was settled Thrett motioned for everyone to be quiet.
"Great job tonight everyone, we will all sleep better today knowing that Lucinda is home, safe and sound," he said sincerely. "Tehrrify, I need an update from the doc. How is she?"
"Fine sir, she had some bruising on her wrists and ankles, but was otherwise unharmed," Tara answered.
Mel sighed in relief at the news, but was confused by the look on both Dhayn and Intrudehr's faces. They both looked like they were trying to solve a puzzle.
"She was released to her parents care before we left," Tara continued.
"Good." Thrett said, nodding his head in approval. "Now for those of you who weren't there for the interrogation of the male calling himself Lucian; he claims to have been scouting out the house Lucinda was being held in as a possible location to build his new home.
He was told by his realtor that it would be empty, but when he showed up at sundown he heard screams coming from inside of the house. He found a human assaulting the young female and promptly desiccated him.
Shortly thereafter a car arrived with two Lessers and another human. He left Lucinda to hide while he fought off the new assailants, wounding both Lessers and killing the second human in the surrounding forest. The Lessers fled the scene."
"Who is this guy?" Intrudehr asked. Mel was wondering the same thing.
"He was trained at one of our facilities, but when he didn't get nominated into the Brotherhood he hired himself out as security to a Barron in the old country," Thrett explained.
"Why didn't he stay and fight as a Warrior?" Mel asked. She cherished the thought of being part of the Brotherhood, but it was still an honor to be Warrior in the king's army.
"Some accept being a Warrior as an honor, others feel it is an insult. Most of the time those are the ones we are glad to have turned down in the first place," Krym said from across the table.
"That's really too bad, he sounds like a good fighter, and he didn't even seem that worse for the wear," Tara said.
"I don't trust him," Huhnter cut in. "There is something not right about the guy." He balled his fists on the table. Mel could see the tension in his dark eyes, but she couldn't understand it.
"You just don't like him moving in on your female," Ty joked, giving Huhnter a playful shove. The other male turned to glare at him.
Mel was taken back by Huhnter's reaction, him and Ty usually got along even in the most tense situations. She wished for the hundredth time that she had been out there with them tonight. What else happened? What weren't they telling her?
"She's not my female, and my instincts are telling me that something is off about him." Huhnter looked to Thrett for feedback.
"It does seem convenient that no one was around or alive to support his claims, but there was a lot of blood - both human and Lesser - and Lucinda is praising him as her savior." Thrett gave Huhnter an understanding nod. "I agree that it all seems strange, but his anger when he told me about finding her with the human male was very real."
"If the body is anything to go by, I'd have to agree," Dhayn said, shuddering.
The rest of the males in the room seemed to cringe as well. Mel looked at him confused, but he didn't elaborate further. She squeezed his hand and furrowed her brow. When he still said nothing, Mel turned to Tara but she looked just as confused. Well at least she wasn't the only one out of the loop.
"I don't think this is the last we will hear of him either way. Hopefully next time I'll have the presence of mind to have Tehrrify get a read on him." Thrett smiled at his daughter and her eyes widened in surprise. Mel smiled too - finally someone was recognizing how great of an asset Tara was.
"I'll do my best sir," Tara said finally.
"I'm sure you will. That is all for tonight." He stood and everyone else followed suit. "Get some rest everyone, I'll have more details tomorrow on how we will proceed." He dismissed them with a wave and walked around the table and started talking with Krym as everyone dispersed.
Mel stood with Dhayn and was almost to the door when she thought to look back for Tara. She was just interrupting Thrett with a hushed tone and they both glanced at Intrudehr. Mel realized with a shock that it was now broad daylight and Intrudehr was still under their roof. Thrett nodded his head, but didn't look all that happy about whatever it was he had agreed to. Mel couldn't help but read into the glances shared between Tara and Intrudehr and her stomach clenched in response. This was really happening - Tara had moved on.
Mel turned back to find Dhayn staring over her head at the same scene. His jaw was bulging and his body was rigid with tension. Mel forgot about her own pain, and focused on his. She hated seeing him hurting like this. She rubbed his arm gently and stepped up to whisper in his ear.
"I'm still hear."
She hadn't known what she was going to say until she said it, and she immediately wanted to take it back. She wasn't jealous of Dhayn's affection for Tara, she shared it. Dhayn pulled her out into the hall and pressed a quick kiss on her lips.
"I know Mel, and I love you. I feel like I'm going crazy. I want you so much, but I can't stand the thought of her taking him to her room." Dhayn sighed and rested his chin on the top of her head, pulling her close.
"I'm losing her too D, but I won't let that ruin what we have," Mel said, barely above a whisper. "Let's just try not to think about it, at least for tonight." She was finally home after all.
"And how would you suggest we do that?" Dhayn asked, pulling back to look at her.
"Oh, I can think of a few good ways," Mel joked.
She raised her eyebrow and watched as Dhayn's blue and green eyes lit up with understanding. Mel felt her body respond immediately. Now that there was nothing keeping them from being together, all of her pent up sexual urges seemed to flood to the surface.
"My room or yours?" he asked in a husky voice.
"Yours," Mel answered quickly. His was closer.
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Dhayn headed up the large central staircase with a single purpose, and his cock was already rock hard at the thought. Mel gripped his hand and kept pace with him as he rushed down the hall and into his room. The door closed with a thud and he engaged the lock to keep from being interrupted.
It had been a very long time since he had made love to his female, and even longer since they had purposefully locked themselves together without the lingering guilt of what it would mean. He stalked Mel across his dimly lit room as she backed toward his simple modern bed The navy comforter was pulled up neatly, but would soon be a tangled mess.
"Do you want to do this or should I?" Mel asked in a sultry voice, popping the button on the fly of her jeans - a mischievous look in her bronze eyes..
"Off. Now," Dhayn growled in response, and roughly pulled his shirt over his head and tore at the fly of his own dark denim jeans. He shoved them to the floor and paused only long enough to kick his feet free.
His need was all encompassing, now that he had let it loose. His body shook with fine tremors as his tried to hold himself back. A primal urge took him over as Mel slid out of her clothes, and before he could stop himself, he had bent her over the side of his bed and buried himself to the hilt in her wet heat. Mel moaned in pleasure and rocked her hips backward.
Instinct drove him as he started to thrust into her, his fangs elongating and aching to pierce her soft delicate skin. He gripped her hips as currents of electric pleasure coursed through his body, concentrating on the head of cock as it slid against her inner walls. He felt his balls tighten and nearly blacked out in ecstasy as his climax overtook him.
"I'm sorry," he said, pulling out of her reluctantly. With the lust-crazed fog receding from his mind, shame and regret sank like lead in his gut. He had meant their reunion to be special, to make slow sweet love to her at least once before he lost control.
"Shut up D, I like it rough," Mel said raising an eyebrow in challenge.
She spun around him with blurring speed and shoved him hard on both shoulder. He tumbled backward onto the bed with a shock. She pounced on him, straddling him on all fours. Dhayn felt his shaft lengthening in response and pulled her in for a devouring kiss. Her soft lips yielded to his as he claimed her, his tongue dancing with hers until they were both moaning and desperate for breath.
"Again," she growled ageist his lips.
Dhayn gripped her hips and flipped them both in a swift movement. Once he was hovering over her, Mel tilted her head to the side and ran her tongue over a long white fang. His heart rate picked up at the thought of drinking from her again. He gave her a questioning look, wanting to make sure she knew where this was going. She glared back at him and tilted her purposefully to the right.
Dhayn didn't have to ask twice. As he slowly entered her from below, he positioned his head so that they could both drink at the same time. His throbbing fangs sank into her tender flesh and his body was racked with shudders. Her sweet rich blood was like a glass of water after running a marathon. He held on, still thrusting painfully slow, until he felt Mel's walls clench around him. Then he let himself fall effortlessly into paradise.
They spent the day together, exhausting themselves until sleep took them. Dhayn still held Mel in his arms as he woke the next night, and a little part of his heart started to heal.
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