Jerking her hands free, Kyoko wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted her legs until they were hooked around his waist. When he ground his hips forward and up⦠Kyoko gave a high-pitched whine and pushed down against him in response. She gasped for air when he pulled away from her lips and began leaving a fiery trail of kisses across her cheek and down her neck.
Her teeth sank into her lower lip when the tip of his tongue brushed against the tops of her breasts beneath the hem of her strapless top.
Her nails dug into his back while she pressed into the hard kiss. She didnât have a clue what she was doing so she let her body respond the only way that felt right. Her body was screaming for him to take her and wondered why he hadnât done so yet. With all the pent up need⦠the kiss was quickly turning savage.
After what seemed like an eternity, the elevator dinged causing both of them to jerk slightly at the sound.
Hyakuhei stepped back but didnât let her down. Placing his hands under her thighs, he kept her right where he needed her⦠wanted her. He carried her to the door of his penthouse suite while his lips fed off hers. Reaching around, he pressed his thumb against the small black screen next to the door. There was a beep and the door unlocked. Hyakuhei pushed the door open with his foot only to kick it shut behind them.
The interior was dark but that didnât matter. With an impatient glance⦠the fireplace lit as if obeying his command. Needing to regain his focus, Hyakuhei released her and let her legs slide down him to stand on the floor. Placing a firm hand on her shoulder to hold her still, he wanted to look at her, knowing this passion was not normal and was getting way out of control⦠on both sides.
When the woman pushed him up against the wall with more force than she should have had and started kissing him again, a growl erupted from deep in his throat and he gently shoved her against the opposite wall of the foyer⦠keeping his body only inches from hers. Her face was flushed and her hair had fallen down in disarray, leaving soft locks hanging down in her face to sway with each ragged breath they both took.
She looked like she was ready to fight him and her emerald eyes had grown stormy, making bolts of desire streak down his stomach and up his thighs as he watched her. Hyakuhei suddenly felt it in his blood⦠thumping deep under his skin. Heâd been waiting on something as long as he could remember and had now found it⦠her.
Her hands were on his black leather jacket, nearly ripping it off of him. She tossed it aside and Hyakuhei heard it hit the back of the sofa before falling to the floor. His shirt didnât last long as she ripped it open, sending buttons flying everywhere. He had a feeling he was going to need new clothing for years to come for he did not intend to let her go.
âI want you,â Kyoko urged against his lips then forcefully pushed him away as if rejecting him.
He stood to his full height as a wicked fire began to burn behind eyes of darkness. âItâs too late⦠youâre mine now.â His voice was deep as it echoed past them.
Hyakuhei wasted no time re-imprisoning her within the steel band of his arms and picked her up so she could not try that again. He felt his blood heat to a dangerous level as her legs wrapped around his waist once more.
Pushing back the urge to give her what she was asking for right there in the hallway, he carried her into the bedroom. He could taste the alcohol on her breath and wanted to kiss her so deeply that he would feel the intoxication as he drank her.
Dropping her none too gently on the bed, he stepped back as she quickly came up on her hands and knees and watched him circle the bed. Again he wondered who was stalking whom as he slowly disrobed from the little clothing sheâd left him wearing. His hands were steady⦠relentless as she followed his every movement with one of her own. He would later wonder who was undressed first.
Kyokoâs lips parted when she found herself on her back surrounded by a curtain of ebony silk as his hair swung forward around them⦠blocking all else from her view. Her hands were pinned to the mattress on either side of her as he hovered just out of her reach, making her growl up at him.
Hyakuhei took it as a sign of defiance and the alpha male in him took over wanting to dominate her completely. Placing his thigh between hers, he swiftly pushed them apart and rose up on his knees. Bringing his hands slowly down her arms and ribs, he cupped her hips and raised them high into the air, surging forward as he kissed her inner thigh in a heated trail straight to the center of her.
Kyoko screamed, the movement had been so fast and before the scream ended, her breath stilled within her burning lungs as his tongue slid upwards across the opening of her nether lips only to trail back down them a little deeper. Her hands fisted in the sheets as she arched her back even more. She panicked feeling something within her break with such force that her body vibrated from the inside as the scream came again⦠sounding more like the pinnacle between pain and pleasure.
Hyakuhei gripped her hips, wrapping his fingers around the softness as he deepened his kiss when she reached her peak so quickly. He wanted to devour her and growled with pleasure knowing he was the first and would be the last to ever taste her heaven.
When he growled into her, Kyoko bucked then went limp as she broke again. She could feel him drinking her and leaving her lost within the earthquake. As she whimpered, she reached out and grabbed a handful of his hair, trying to get away from the intense pleasure⦠only to find that now she was holding him in place and moving against his mouth as she cried out.
Hyakuhei felt like he was being possessed by his need for her as he lifted his head and roared, dropping her back to the mattress and sliding his body back up and over hers in one fluid dominating movement. He had waited so long⦠longer than time⦠he had always wanted to possess her even though he couldnât remember ever meeting her. He licked his lips before descending on hers and moving his lower body back between her legs.
Heat seared through him as the head of his rigid staff came flush against her entrance. The time for wanting was over.
All breath left her as the dark angel thrust forward⦠breaking her blood bond. She turned her head from side to side in fear, hearing frantic whispers all around her of things that were not meant to be. She could feel auras of light trying to pull her away from him but when her eyes once again focused on him; all was silent except the thick pounding ache between her thighs.
He held himself still above her, having heard the same voices she had. Possessive jealousy swept through him daring the ghost to just try to take her from him. Seeing her gaze now centered on him, he withdrew from her tightness only to slam back into her while she watched him. Her lips parted as he gave her a new high⦠one the voices of the damned could not penetrate.
His arms shook as he slowed down to a hard thrust; never taking his eyes off the passion that glowed from her. They were equal now as she raised her hips to meet his, only to cry out with every pounding⦠leaving her struggling to get away and closer at the same time. He could feel her squeezing him tight from the inside and groaned as he fought to quicken the pace.
Kyoko grasped his ribs in an effort to hold on as she felt the lightning strikes race down her and across her thighs in rhythm with her heart beat.
Seeing he had won the battle, Hyakuhei slowed down teasingly and his lips worshiped hers, licking and scalding before becoming demanding once again as he sped back up, giving her no rest. As he moved up and down her, he knew he would never be finished with her⦠never satisfied enough to stop.
Kyoko grasped his ribs in an effort to hold on as she felt the lightning strikes race down her and across her thighs in rhythm with her heart beat.
Seeing he had won the battle, Hyakuhei slowed down teasingly and his lips worshiped hers, licking and scalding before becoming demanding once again as he sped back up, giving her no rest. As he moved up and down her, he knew he would never be finished with her⦠never satisfied enough to stop.
Sliding his arms around her, he reared back on his knees⦠bringing her up with him. Pulling his palms back around to her hips, he held her up, then lowered her back down on him⦠watching her head arch back and roll around to her shoulder, bringing a tidal wave of auburn hair with her. Pulling her legs around him, Hyakuhei climbed off the bed, pushing her against the wall as he continued to bring her up and back down with more forceful movements.
As she moved, Kyoko couldnât take her eyes off his perfect full lips now that she was raised just an inch higher than him, only to come down lower with every thrust of his hips. She gritted her teeth as he ground up against her and she lifted one hand up over her head⦠trying desperately to find something on the wall to hold on to. Her world tilted as her back left the wall and he landed on the bed with her still on top.
Finally having the control she had craved, Kyoko grabbed his hands and held them fast to the bed as she lifted her hips almost releasing him only to slam back down on him. She could feel every inch of the man under her as she began to rock back and forth in a grinding motion. Lifting her gaze from him, she tried to catch her breath without stopping the motion.
Hyakuhei took in the goddess above him and knew it wasnât a lie. Sheâd been born only for him and he had waited so long that heâd forgotten her. He could feel her soul calling to him from the past and he twisted his hands from hers only to grip her wrist firmly and pull her down against him. Rolling over on top of her without losing rhythm, Hyakuhei marveled at the heat only she had ever created within his cold blood and he felt his fragile hold on sanity snap.
He could hear her rapid heartbeat⦠the pounding of her lifeâs blood was calling to him. This was the only heaven heâd ever known as he surged forward, driving himself as deep within her as he could. Lowering his lips to the arch of her neck as she strained away from him, Hyakuhei couldnât hold back.
Refusing to rip into her like his mind was screaming for him to do, Hyakuhei laid his lips and teeth against her as he used his powers to take her to a speed she couldnât match. As she climaxed, he let his fangs break her delicate skin with the least amount of damage, wanting to taste her this time from deep within in every way possible.
She would become the most important thing in his life, eternal soul mates⦠it wasnât a lie⦠he could taste it.
What he had given and taken had now weakened both of them and stolen his will to hold back. Feeling her peek again, he jerked his mouth away from her sending echoes of harsh ragged sounds around them as he felt himself break and spill⦠pumping into her with every heartbeat.
Moments later, his arms gave way and he rolled to his side, taking her with him. The room became silent as he listened to the sound of her breathing, knowing she had fallen into a deep sleep as a combination of the spirits she had drank, and the blood heâd taken from her⦠mixed with the passion of their mating.
Hyakuhei tightened his arms around her not wanting to miss a thing but he could feel the unwanted sleep creep across him like the uninvited hand of fate.
*****
Miles below the hotel room, deep within the catacombs, the violent screams and whispers of denial had finally stopped. Tadamichi raked his sharp claws from his red eyes, down his cheeks as his sight returned to him. He glared at the statues of the guardians around him knowing that was the closest they had ever come to breaking through the heart of time. They could feel her⦠and the chains holding the time portal closed had almost been unraveled. Theyâd almost come for her.
Heâd felt his brotherâs surrender to the priestess and now that the vision was gone, Tadamichi screamed out in rage again raking his claws across his face as if trying to tear off some unseen mask. It was the vibration of fury still coming from the statues that was making him lose his mind and he stumbled to his feet wanting no more of it⦠he was already covered in it.
Turning, he ran through the tunnels⦠his feet leaving the ground as he became the darkness he was so fond of. Releasing some of the rage within his body during flight sent echoes of power out in all directions⦠leaving his underlings scurrying into hiding. Moments later he found himself within his brotherâs room staring down at the exhausted couple.
Tadamichiâs eyes turned back to ebony as his gaze caressed his brothers body spooned so perfectly against the girlâs soft curves. Their skin was still damp from their mating. He felt the same rage the guardians had and barely had the willpower to override it.
She was beautiful⦠just like he remembered her. He thought he would have felt the need for vengeance as he inhaled the fresh mating mark that surrounded her⦠and Hyakuhei. His brother wouldnât even realize what he had done. Heâd trespassed across a line that was never to be breached and there would not be any coming back from this.
He would do what he could for his brother⦠but the damage had already been done. His brother had betrayed him⦠not by making love to a girl⦠but by making love to this girl. He reached out to touch her only to pull his fingers back at the last instant in fear that he would not be able to stop. He and his brother would both die for her⦠by killing one another. There is no way Hyakuhei could ever love her more than him and that would be their downfall unless it stopped now.
Fate had separated them long ago and the guardians had sealed the pact, so why would the gods taunt him in such a way as to let his brother have the one thing he was denied? Or would the fates step in to leave his brother's heart bleeding as they had his so long ago? A deep sadness crossed his eyes knowing what must be done before it was too late.
Tadamichi tried to reach out with his mind to take away the memories of this night from her. He would only be able to skim the surface of her mind⦠he had no power over her⦠not now⦠not in the past.
They had been lovers once, just as Hyakuhei and she were lovers now. He and his twin were more alike than Hyakuhei would ever admit⦠right down to their soul mate. Had she been looking for him, only to find Hyakuhei instead? She might not remember, but her soul would never forget. His eyes darkened with the thought even while he fought the hope of it.
The thrall of a vampire would have never affected her if she hadnât weakened her mind with the strong alcohol he now smelled on her breath. If sheâd never drank the spirit water before, then its power may have been enough so that the thrall had never taken affect⦠he could not be completely sure.
The sad part is that once she had her powers back⦠his brother would have no hold over her either.
Using his powers on the priestess was staggering⦠making his body tremble with the effort. The most he could do was try to remove his face from her mindâs eye⦠his brotherâs face. As he tried to go deeper, he could feel the screams of the guardians there and he quickly withdrew⦠refusing to give their memory any power. It was best they remained only phantoms within her mind.