A Mate for York (9 page)

His
balls were already in his throat. His skin felt tight. Everything in him was
tight and ready.

“I
want my orgasm.” She nipped at his lip and he lost his ability to think as he
began to move.

Her
eyes rolled back on the first hard thrust. It was like someone had thrown a
bucket of ice water over him. He tightened his hold. “Fuck, Cassidy, did I hurt
you?”

“Don’t
stop…don’t you dare fucking stop.” Her eyes were blazing with anger and desire
in equal measures.

York’s
chuckle died as he picked up where he had left off. So hot, so wet, so fucking
tight he was sure his dick wasn’t getting any blood supply. Even though her
mouth was clenched, she was making loud whimpering noises. He knew the guards
downstairs might hear and there would be no doubt as to what was happening
upstairs, so he kissed her. Their tongues warring in a hot, rhythmic embrace,
much the same as their bodies. He could feel the sweat on his brow. Could feel
his body beg for release. His balls throbbed. His dick throbbed. His body
vibrated with the need. Instead of giving in as he wanted…downright needed… he
continued to thrust.

Her
pussy walls quivered, her arms tightened around his neck, her fingers dug into
his shoulders. Then her channel tightened around him. It was impossible not to
come, and hard. His fangs erupted, forcing him to break their kiss. The last
thing he wanted was to hurt her. Cassidy buried her head in his neck and bit
him. Harder than before. Maybe even hard enough to draw blood because his dick
erupted all over again, his orgasm spiraling out of control.

He had
to work hard not to bite her back, going against every instinct in him. If he
bit Cassidy, she would scream and alert the guards. He wasn’t done with her
yet. Not nearly. She thankfully released her hold on his neck, allowing him to
find some semblance of control, to slow his thrusting.

Both
were breathing so hard that he was afraid that the fuckers downstairs would
hear even that, but no one came. Cassidy put her head against his chest. He
could feel how heavy she felt in his arms. York had to smile. He had made her
this way. A completely sated, boneless heap of loveliness.

“Oh
wow,” she finally sighed.

Her
breasts were mashed against his chest. He could feel her little pants against
his skin. It really wasn’t his fault when his dick hardened back up again. He
was still buried deep inside her. Cassidy pulled away from him. She choked out
a silent laugh, her eyes wide. “You’re kidding me.”

“I
told you that you make me hard and I don’t lie,” he whispered back.

Damned
if her eyes didn’t turn a little wicked, if she didn’t give him a naughty
smile.

“Are
you ready for the next round, Cass?” he growled. “I don’t plan on going easy on
you this time.”

Her
lower lip disappeared between her teeth and her breathing became a little
labored. She nodded. “Definitely.”

“Good.
Have you ever rutted doggy style?” It was a position guaranteed to hit the
g-spot. He would have her seeing stars in no time.

It was
a rhetorical question so when Cassidy shook her head, it had him vibrating with
anger. What the fuck had been wrong with her mate? He refrained from saying
anything but only because the asshole had passed and it would be wrong to speak
badly of the dead. To not have ever experienced doggy style was a fucking sin…a
travesty.

“We
only made love in the missionary position.” She looked away from him for a few
seconds. “Sex was pretty boring and over in minutes.” She must’ve caught his
pissed look because she quickly added. “I also blame myself, I never offered to
try anything new or to wear any sexy lingerie or anything.”

With
extreme reluctance, York pulled out of Cassidy for the moment. She was
confiding in him again. Something he knew she didn’t do often. It made him feel
good to know that she trusted him with her secrets. With the things that he
could tell had been on her mind for some time.

“Lingerie?”
He repeated the word, no clue as to what she was talking about. They had been
warned that although vampires and humans were highly compatible, they definitely
had major differences.

“Human
women wear sexy underwear designed to turn a man on. It’s called lingerie and
is made from lace and ribbon and is normally sheer or will plump up a woman’s
breasts.”

He had
to frown. “Underwear…” He shook his head. “Naked is so much better. If you want
to entice a vampire, don’t wear anything at all. Underwear would just get
ripped off.”

She
laughed and her breasts jiggled making him almost forget what he wanted to say
next. “It was not your fault. You are a highly sensual female. It is up to the
male to make an effort…to keep his female satisfied.”

She
gave him a look that told him she thought he was full of it.

“I’m
serious…there was no pay off for you so you didn’t put in much effort. That’s
not wrong on your part.”

Her
gaze moved to somewhere just north of his head before locking back with his. “You’re
right. I married Sean because he was a really good friend. We got along really
well. He did make more of an effort in the early days.” She paused for a time.
“We didn’t have the greatest marriage…I can see that now…it didn’t give him the
right to do the things that he did though. I had to go and get myself tested after
I found out about ‘The Kitty’s Paw.’ It was one of the hardest things I have ever
had to do.” Her eyes clouded in pain. “I was so relieved when the tests came
back clean. I hated him so much in that moment. He was my best friend and he
betrayed my trust. I thought I knew him but I didn’t.”

His
muscles tensed. If the guy was still breathing, York would find him and punch
him. There was no honor in his actions.

“I
don’t want to talk about it anymore. What about you? I’ve told you so much
about my life and I know nothing about you.”

York
shrugged. “I told you that I head up the Elite team. I am in charge of ensuring
the safety of our kings, as well as the queen and of course our heir.”

“Yeah,
that made headlines in the local paper last week. The paparazzi are camped
outside the front gates in the hopes of getting the first picture of the little
one. There is so much speculation as to the sex of the child. It’s all very
exciting.”

York
felt a warmth rise up inside him at the thought of the baby. So small and
innocent from his chubby little cheeks to his tiny little hands. “The baby is a
boy, his name is Sam after the queen’s younger brother who died when he was
just three. He is the cutest little guy.”

Her
eyes widened and then she smiled. “Isn’t that classified information?”

He
shrugged. “You trusted me and now I’m trusting you.”

Her
smile widened. “Thank you. I won’t tell…I promise.”

York
dragged a thumb down the side of her face, loving the soft feel of her skin.
This female was a vision. He was just getting ready to kiss her again, to feel
her pliable lips against his…to do a whole lot more when she cocked her head.
“So, did you choose to be enrolled in the program or was it mandatory?”

It was
crazy, he’d waited months for the program to kick off. He should’ve been
working on a plan to get back into it right at that moment. Trying to figure
out a way to change Brant’s mind and to prove to him that he didn’t have
bloodlust. Yet, right then, he didn’t give a damn about any of that. He only
cared about the female in his arms. He saw it for what it was, lust, plain and
simple, but it rode him harder than ever before.

He
didn’t want to talk anymore but he answered her anyway. “It’s not mandatory. We
had to fight our way in. The top ten fighters were awarded positions.”

“Let
me guess…” Her eyes were bright. “You had to have been one of the top three?”

York
couldn’t help but to laugh softly. “So little faith. I told you, I’m number
one. I was the last elite standing.”

“Arrogant
much?” She teased but he could see that she didn’t mean it.

“Actually,
yes. I fight hard for what I want.” He growled and pulled her closer to him.

“And
what is it that you want?” Her whole demeanor changed. Cassidy seemed to hold
her breath. Seemed to really care about his answer. Although her question had
sounded flirty, she was being serious. She genuinely wanted to know what made
him tick.

At
first he thought of giving her a flippant answer but he couldn’t, not after she
had just bared her soul. “I really want a family…children. A female to love who
will love me back. Hot, sexy nights and fun filled days. I want the sound of
children’s laughter to fill my home.” York took a deep breath realizing that he
had gone off on a bit of a tangent. Said more than he had planned.

When
he focused back on Cassidy, her eyes had a faraway look. There was a definite
look of longing on her beautiful face. Then her normally bright eyes turned
murky, they flashed with pain that tore at him.

Then
she smiled and it was gone. “Wow…I’m sure you’ll get it in the end. Maybe Brant
will give you a second chance. If anyone can convince him, it’s you.”

He
shrugged. “Maybe. I don’t want to think about it right now. That’s something to
worry about tomorrow. Right now…” He could feel how his fangs ached in his
gums. Longing for a taste. His eyes even drifted to the pulse at the base of
her neck. Two pairs of small red marks marred her perfect honey soaked skin.
There would be no biting. “Get onto your knees, Cass.”

She
did as he asked, giving him a perfect view of her stunning ass and her
glistening pussy.

“Grab
a pillow to stifle your cries.” He growled softly, a sense of urgency clawed at
him.

Swallowing
thickly, she did as he said, the scent of her arousal filled the room. Cassidy
was his for tonight and he planned on making the most of it. For whatever
reason, it was important to him that she never forgot him or their time
together.

So
this was what it felt like to be treated like a criminal. Guards flanked him on
all sides. He was outnumbered, so it wouldn’t help to try and fight his way
out. Except for Gideon, the males were not from his elite team, so it wouldn’t
help to try to talk his way out either.

York
had purposefully turned up before breakfast in an effort to see Brant before
Cassidy left her room anyhow. Once the vampire guards caught her scent they
would know exactly what had gone down. That was why he was here in the first
place. To sort shit out before it became Cassidy’s problem.

By
then, he wanted everything out in the open. The ass whooping he was about to
receive would be long over.

They
kept moving, the guards were leading him into the belly of the castle. Gideon’s
jaw was set, he walked on ahead of the formation. “Fucking insanity,” he
muttered as they rounded the last turn. The male pulled open a door and
gestured for him to enter. “Good luck.” He growled softly as York was about to
enter the room. There was a ghost of a smile toying with Gideon’s lips. If he
didn’t know better, he would say that the male was on his side or at least that
he had some sort of understanding for his predicament. Gideon had been promoted
to head of security for the breeding program. He was the most straight and
narrow, controlled, reliable vampire he knew. It didn’t make any sense that he
would have any understanding. York had broken some serious rules and crossed
some serious lines. Gideon never put a foot wrong…not ever.

“Get
your ass in there,” Gideon growled.

York
realized that he had been staring at the other male.

Both
Brant and Zane sat at the same side of a long mahogany table. They both had
their arms folded across their chests and they both looked pissed. Brant’s hair
was mussed, when he ran a hand through the unruly mess, York realized why that
was.

“You
had better have a fucking good explanation.” Brant’s eyes blazed and his jaw
ticked.

York
folded his arms in front of him, he didn’t even try and take a seat.

“If
you say that you tripped and fell and your dick happened to slide into her
pussy, I might just kill you with my bare hands.” Zane sounded and looked the
picture of calm. It made York distinctly uncomfortable.

York
shook his head. “I went over there to apologize. I hadn’t planned on rutting…or
even on touching the female, for that matter.”

“Last
I heard,”—Zane’s eyes darkened—“you didn’t need a dick to apologize. You
could’ve just said the words and left.”

Brant
leant forward. “Firstly, I told you to stay the fuck away from her and
secondly, I told you to stay in your room which inadvertently meant to stay the
fuck away from her. What part of that didn’t you understand?”

“I
didn’t agree with the part where you told me I had bloodlust. I had upset and
terrified the female. I needed to apologize…I’m sorry for disobeying direct
orders.” He clenched his teeth.

“How
did you get out of your room and more importantly how did you get to her room without
anyone knowing?”

York
had to work to keep himself from rolling his eyes. “With all due respect, my
lords”—he looked at them each in turn—“the guards you posted are a joke. I
climbed out my window and walked to the building housing the females. All I had
to do was bide my time until the guard moved to the other side of the building.
Their movements are predictable. They patrol along the same path at a slow
walk. I timed it so that I had thirty seconds to scale the building. The human,
Cassidy, had left her window open just a crack…” he shrugged.

“You
scaled a three storey building in thirty seconds using just your hands?” Brant
narrowed his eyes, clearly not believing him.

“Yes,
my lord. I would be happy to demonstrate. I’m tall and strong…it is my belief
that many of the males would be capable. I was almost caught when the female
woke up when I pulled her window wider. She got up and went to the bathroom.
Thankfully, I had scaled the wall in under thirty seconds and she didn’t take
too long to leave the room. I was able to enter before the guard made it back
to that side of the building.”

Brant
cursed. He held up a hand while pulling his phone from his pocket. “Get in
here.”

Gideon
entered, standing next to York. The male looked pissed.

“Did
you hear that?” Brant asked.

Gideon
nodded. “There are holes in our system. I will ensure that they are fixed.”

Brant
nodded. “You’ll need to put guards outside each of the females’ rooms. This
can’t happen again. We need to discuss the night patrols…all the fucking
patrols for that matter.” He glanced at Zane.

Zane
leaned back, putting his hands behind his head. “We need to get Sweetwater
Security back. I’m thinking motion sensors at all the doors and windows as well
as surrounding the building. We also need more cameras…should’ve fucking known
this would happen. I didn’t expect it from you.” The male smiled. “Then
again…if anyone was going to get in and out of that building without anyone being
the wiser and then turn themselves in, in the morning it’s you.” He choked out
a laugh.

“This
is no laughing matter.” Brant looked pointedly at Zane before turning his eyes
back on York. “You put my program in jeopardy for a quick fuck. What if it had
gone wrong?”

“I
didn’t go there to rut her. I knew that I didn’t have bloodlust so there was no
risk. I’m ready for my punishment.” He worked hard to keep the growl from his
voice. “All I ask is that you leave the female out of it. I talked Cassidy into
letting me rut her. It wasn’t her fault…she didn’t stand a chance against my
touches and advances.”

“Fuck
that,” Brant snarled. “She signed a contractual agreement and an example needs
to be made. She is being sent here as we speak.”

Zane
chuckled, it turned into a yawn. “All I can say is that you could not have done
a very good job if no one heard you with her. I’m disappointed. My top elite
warrior doesn’t know how to make a female scream. She’s a human at that.”

York
clenched his jaw. He was tempted to tell his king where the fuck he could get
off. Not because he felt undermined as a male but because he didn’t like them
talking about Cassidy like she was just a piece of ass. What they had shared
may have only been for one night but it was special. She was special and didn’t
deserve this treatment.

In the
end, he ignored Zane and turned to Brant. “I assure you that the female is
mostly innocent in this. When a vampire male wants a female…when
I
want
a female…
I
get her. Cassidy didn’t stand a chance against my advances.” He
had to try and change Brant’s mind about making an example out of her.

There
was a knock at the door. “That will be her now,” Brant growled.

Cassidy
walked in, she was wearing more of her shapeless clothing. This time it was a
loose dress that went to just below the knee, another pair of leg coverings and
a buttoned up jacket. She couldn’t hide the plump swell of her breasts but you
would never know that she hid a gorgeous body underneath those clothes.

Cassidy
held her head high.

“Good
morning.” York grinned at her. He couldn’t help himself. It was so good to see
her. After they had rutted a third time, Cassidy had fallen into a deep sleep.
He didn’t have the heart to wake her. York had watched her sleep for a while
and then had quietly left through the same window that he came in once the
coast was clear.

She
gave him a quick half smile before turning to face Brant and Zane. York noticed
that her suitcase was on the ground next to her and her large purse was slung over
her shoulder.

Brant
breathed in a lungful of air, letting it out slowly. “You will be paid out for
yesterday. Last night you were in direct breach of contract when you had sexual
relations with York, a vampire male.”

Cassidy
took a small step forward and licked her lips. “Can I say something please?”

“Don’t
try and deny it.” Brant growled and York was tempted to growl back.

Cassidy
didn’t even flinch. It made his heart warm just watching her stand up to the
male. Brant and Zane were fear inducing males, even to vampires, let alone to a
small, human female.

Cassidy
licked her lips again. York could see her visibly square her shoulders and lift
her chin a touch higher. She shook her head. “No, York and I had sex…” She said
matter-of-factly. “Several times in fact.”

The
tick was back in Brant’s jaw.

Cassidy
paused for a few beats. “What I wanted to say is that I’m not in breach.” She
pulled the contract out of her big purse. It was a wonder she could carry the
thing, it was so damned big.

“Bull-fucking-shit.”
Brant leapt to his feet, knocking his chair back which fell to the floor with a
crash. “You let York fuck you, that’s sexual relations spelled with a capital
S
.”

This
time York couldn’t help himself, He stepped in front of Cassidy and growled. In
that moment, he forgot who he was, and who Brant was. He would’ve gone at the
male if he took even a step towards Cassidy.

Zane
rose to his feet. “Let’s all calm down.” He motioned for the chairs. “Sit.”
Next he picked up Brant’s chair.

His
king’s eyes had turned a depthless black. “Don’t get ahead of yourself, York,
or I’ll have you tossed in the dungeon for the remainder of the program. You
are the Elite Leader…I thought you had a little more control than this.”

York
had to force air back into his lungs, had to force himself to unclench his
fists. Gideon took a seat. Turning, he took in Cassidy’s too pale face and
shaking hands. York pulled out a chair for her and gestured for her to take a
seat.

“Thanks.”
She whispered, barely looking at him.

“You
said you trusted me.” He said, not caring about the others in the room. “I
meant what I said.”

She
nodded but her face was still grave. York meant every word.

****

A
booming voice from across the table almost had her wetting her pants.

“If
you are not in breach then bacon sandwiches can fly and not only will I let you
stay but I’ll pay you double every time a vampire drinks from you for the
remainder of your stay. You have six sessions scheduled so that’s a lot of cash
up for grabs.” King Brant somehow managed to look bored while speaking. Like
there was no way in hell that he was going to lose. It made her feel foolish
for even bringing it up.

She
wasn’t a lawyer. What did she know? For a moment she was tempted to put the
contract away and to leave as quickly and as quietly as possible. The thing
was, her and York were both consenting adults. Although she understood why the
kings were so pissed, nothing had gone wrong in the end. It had been her risk
to take and she would do it again in a heartbeat. Also, she had woken up early
and pored over this document. She knew what she had read. She’d gone over it
fifty times and looked at it from every angle. According to the contract, she
was not in breach. She just had to prove it to the kings.

“The
clause specifically states that sexual relations are forbidden during the trial
phase of the program.” She swallowed thickly. Her mouth felt a bit dry. “It
refers to this twice.” She looked down at the document in her hand and at the
passage in question. She had underlined those specific parts of the document.

Brant
sighed, sounding like he had pretty much had enough of this whole thing. “We
are in the trial phase. That puts you in breach.”

“Yeah,
but if you refer to the contact document page”—she flipped through the contract
several times before she found the right page—“five. Clause 8.1b. Specific
Trial phase sessions are referred to.” She mentioned the three time slots of
half an hour each before turning the page. “On page six…um…clause 10 it
mentions that the trial phase will take place in the West block in room A and room
B.” She went on.

“Look…”
Brant sounded irritated. He shoved a hand through his hair. “I’ve had just
about enough of this. Get to the point. As far as I can see, you are in breach.
Done freaking deal and enough said. You have even admitted to having
sex…several times…with a vampire. You have one minute to make your point or I’m
having you physically removed.” His eyes were dark and intense. His voice, deep
and commanding. For just a second, she was tempted to apologize and be on her
way but she knew she was right about this. It wasn’t even about the money
anymore. King Brant was a dick and she’d had just about enough of him. King
Zane wasn’t much better since he just sat there yawning every few minutes like
he couldn’t wait for this to end regardless of who was right and who was wrong.

“I’m
not one of your vampires. You can’t order me around and treat me like a piece
of dirt under your boot. Quite frankly, I don’t understand why your people
haven’t kicked you off your throne and your high horse.”
Oopsie.
She
hadn’t meant to say that, but quite frankly he deserved it.

His
face turned ruby red and his eyes blazed.

Zane
burst out laughing. “I like you, human.” He turned his gaze to York. “I can see
what you saw in her.”

“Shut
the fuck up!” Brant roared.

“We’re
all ears, human. This had better be good.” Zane rose up in his chair and she
felt like cowering on the ground in front of him. She turned to face Brant,
seeing his hard eyes gave her the push she needed to continue. This asshole
needed to be brought down a couple of rungs. It was clear that no one ever
stood up to him.

Cassidy
licked her lips.
Crunch time
. “York and I had sex in our own personal
time. The document specifically refers to no sexual relations during the trial
session, it then goes on to define what times trial sessions occur and even gives
the location of the trial sessions. I was not in breach. We had sex outside of
the trial sessions as specified in here. We weren’t anywhere near the building
in question.” She picked up the document.