A Forever Series Box Set: A Paranormal Reverse Harem-(Book 11-15) - Page 404

We have all fallen into a very weird way of living, not how I pictured it at all. Devon lives in my old room. I am in mine and CK’s room. Delinda is in the room next to Devon with Marguerite on her other side and Thia next to that after she burned her other room down. Lincoln, Vito, and Frederick all bunk downstairs in what used to be the servants’ quarters. Remiel flits in and out, choosing his privacy over this castle living. And Nico? Who knows? He is just as elusive as he always was. I only catch a glimpse of him every now and again.

I find the two men exactly where I thought they would be. Since being forced together again after so many centuries, they are still just as competitive as ever. I remember watching them spar for hours on end while I was sat up in my room, observing from afar. It was entertainment for me, and I was disappointed when they weren’t around.

I pause with a look of admiration for both men. They are both shirtless, their muscles rippling in that sexy way that fighting does to them.

They are fighting with traditional bo staffs, each trying to best the other, but it is damned near impossible. Frederick’s status just never was quite enough to match Vito’s age and brawn.

I watch them striking, blocking

, and sweeping with the staffs until Frederick notices me standing there and halts.

“Don’t stop on my behalf,” I say with a sexy smile. Oh, how much do I want to jump that again. We have flirted non-stop, but I have never taken it any further, because neither has he. It’s a dodgy area and one that my husband will definitely have something to say about, changed attitude be damned. One day….

“Care to join in?” he asks with a sexy smile back.

“I wish I could, but I need to speak to Vito,” I answer.

“What’s wrong?” Vito asks with a frown, wiping his brow on his shirt.

“It’s time for me to go and you are to accompany me,” I say, and he knows instantly what I am talking about.

He nods stoically and pulls his shirt over his head. “When?”

“Soon,” I reply.

“I’ll get showered and changed and then we can go over a plan,” he states and turns his back on me. I know he dying to ask more, but he won’t cozy up with the even slightest possibility that CK is watching us.

I give Frederick a raking once-over before I reluctantly turn to leave.

In the next second, I am being slammed up against the cold, unforgiving castle wall, my face pressed up against the freezing stone as Frederick presses his hard body against me.

“Stop looking at me like that,” he murmurs into my ear.

I gasp to catch my breath as he had winded me slightly with the force at which he had crashed into me.

“I can’t help it,” I murmur.

“Still like what you see?”

“Always,” I say steadily. He is trying to intimidate me as he once used to, but I am so much more now than that frail waif from centuries ago.

His hands skim quickly down my sides until he reaches my hips. He drags me back so that I can feel his arousal pressing into me, as his other hand cups my pussy. I gasp again, this time with desire as he squeezes gently.

“Will you be wet for me?” he whispers into my ear.

“Yes.”

He makes a slight moan and lets go of my hip to pull my hair back over my shoulder. His fangs graze my neck and I stifle my noise of desire.

“Bite me,” I whisper. “Please.” Forget CK, I want Frederick now. I can’t help what I feel for him. So long repressed out of necessity, survival even, but now bubbling at the surface, clawing at me.

The pressure increases on my pussy and then, quickly, he has my jeans undone and his hand is inside, his index finger sliding between my folds.

“I forgot what it feels like to have a woman want me as much as you do,” he says in a tone I can’t quite place. He forces himself even closer to me, my breasts are squashed up against the stone and I have to turn my head even more to avoid the wall.

“Sure,” I scoff, gently. “I am sure you have left a trail of broken hearts in your wake.”

“Broken bodies more like,” he says menacingly. “You seem to forget who you are talking to, mi’ lady. I am not the man you always seemed to think I was.”

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