Aiden's Betrayal (4 page)

She risked a glance away to look at Aiden finally showing interest in a female. That wouldn't last long because she'd make sure of it. Aiden and Nicolas harmed her and she had waited long enough to take them both down.

The rogue she liked the least came up beside her. She looked at him and grimaced. They both stood in the shadows but she could see that part of his bottom lip had decayed and his teeth were black. The missing
parts of his face made her sick and was why she didn't mind sacrificing him for her cause. “Distract him. I'm counting on you. The others are waiting for you. I'm going outside to keep an eye out.

She lied. He'
d die all by himself because she wasn't going to risk more than one of her rogues.

Outside the club she watched the redhead stumble out.
She could smell his filth on her and loved that he left her such a great opportunity. The rogue walked out and behind the club. Death would come for him soon enough but he’d given her plenty of time to catch up to the drunk human. Nicolas came out seconds after the rogue.

Stalking the young girl turned out to be a little annoying
given the redhead took thirty-minutes to get to her run-down apartment a block away as she stumbled a few times, hit the pavement once, and threw up twice. She followed the redhead inside and turned the girl to look at her.

“
Go home, drink some orange juice and get some sleep. Nothing else.” The girl shook her head. “Nothing else. Nothing else.”

Clearly Nicolas compelled the girl
so it was up to her to interrupt those instructions. Fun. She looked forward to overriding another’s control. “Look at me. You want me to come to your apartment. We’re friends.”

The redhead repeated the words slowly before
speaking. “Welcome to my place. We’re friends.”

She couldn’t help h
ide grin as her plan fell into place. She felt almost giddy as she thought about how she'd cut the human's throat first so she couldn't scream and attract attention. The kill unfortunately needed to be quick since Nicolas would be along soon. She could've masked her scent but it was fun to tease and she needed his scent at the crime scene for her plan to unfold.

Chapter
Six

Aiden lowered his gaze to linger on her full breasts and the tiny nipples beneath her dress straining to be touched. The smell of her arousal forced his restraint to the limit. He tried to find a way to get her up against the wall to play out the images running through his head.

He
nearly lost his control when she said she was fat. Everything about her was perfect to him. He slept with many women before Luciana and all of them were slim and bony. Elle looked healthy and he couldn't get over how soft she felt against him.

And then he had to deal with
Jaxon trying to use his damn hypnotic tone to steal Elle away. Aiden didn't think he'd let Elle go even if it was her own choice. The things he wanted to do to Jaxon for even attempting to take Elle worried him.

The raging need he felt for her wasn't going away anytime soon.

“Where do you work?”

He nearly missed her try at
changing their serious conversation as he thought about how tight she’d feel wrapped around him. Or how warm and slick she’d be. Now she wanted to talk?

“
I’m sorry. I don’t do this often. Ever. I have no idea what to say.” Elle paused, nibbling her lip as a blush colored her cheeks. “I’m rambling.”

Aiden thought her rambling
was cute.
Cute? When did he ever think anything was cute?

“
You’re doing great. I’m not used to this, either. As for what I do for a living, I’m a guardian.”
Shit.

“
Law enforcement.”
Sure, why not just tell her you’re also a vampire who chops off heads for a living.

Her brows drew together
and her blue eyes stared into his.

H
e pushed a stray strand of hair from her face and his fingertips grazed her cheek causing the low hum in his body to become more prominent. He fought down the raging need to bury his dick inside of her. The pants he wore would never be worn again around Elle. His erection swelled to the limit and made the pants feel painfully tight.

“
What about you?”

“
I own a bed and breakfast. My grandma died three years ago and left it to me. I also paint.”

“
I'm sorry about your grandma.” Aided saw a hint of sadness in her eyes and changed the subject. “You’re a painter? Maybe I can see something of yours.” She lived in another world compared to his. Bed and breakfast versus throat ripping rogues. Painting versus guns and swords. Yes, this meeting was meant to be.

“
Oh no! I never show my work. I never even talk about it, not even with Anya.” Her eyes dropped to the floor.

In the background the fast beat turned into a slower melody
but it didn’t matter. He’d already been dancing slowly with her. He liked the feel of her in his arms.

Leaning down, he murmured in her ear
as he took in her sweet aroma. “Maybe I could change your mind.”

****

“Maybe you can, but it’ll take some hard work.” The words leaked past her lips before her mind fully comprehended what she was saying. Oh yeah, she’d officially lost her damn mind.

“
Well, my love, I can work long and hard.” His warm breath sent a rush of sensation to her pussy.

She knew then he could make her do anything he wanted. Have sex in the club with everyone crowded close? Okay. Screw against the brick wall out back? Holy
shit, yes!

She never threw herself at a man and definitely not one who looked like him.

Idiot. He had to be thinking she did this kind of thing all the time. Like she was a... well like she was Anya. An easy target. Though he didn't look like the kind of man who'd have a hard time getting laid.

Elle looked around and saw two scantily dressed women looking at him with their jaws dropped. If Elle was cl
ose enough she probably would've seen drool on their chins. Their gazes turned on her and she knew by the disgust on their faces what they were thinking. Elle didn't belong in his arms but she wasn't giving up her chance.

His callused hand stroked her cheek before he forced her to look at him. Those silver eyes glowed as he searched her face.
“I’m sorry to make you uncomfortable. I haven’t done this in a long time.”

She opened her mouth to speak before slamming it closed.
He had to be the sexiest man she’d ever seen. “You’re shitting me. There are women who can't take their eyes off of you.”

His booming laughter made her smile
and she loved that his eyes didn't wander to search for the women she spoke of. “No, I’m not, shitting you. My life revolves around work. I wasn't lying earlier when I said I haven't wanted a woman in years and I don't care who's watching as long as you stay in my arms.”

Sincerity showed in his expression but
Elle knew he probably spewed that same line every night. Maybe he even believed it himself. She didn’t care.

“
Work can be demanding.” She licked her lips.

He followed her simple movement with intensity
and his eyes stayed glued to her lips as he nodded. “I need to taste you. Now.”

Breathing became difficult even as her mouth watered.

His lips felt soft at first until she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and delved her hands into his soft hair. His groan filled her ears as his kiss turned demanding.

Teeth collided as passion overwhelmed them. He devoured her lips with male hunger, teasing her mouth open with licks and nips.
Then her back hit something hard and cold. The crowd around them faded until only they existed.

His hands grabbed her ass and pulled her legs up to wrap around him.
Her dress slid nearly to her waist. His erection ground against her and her sensitive folds dampened with excitement.

If he kept going she'd have an orgasm without even removing clothes. She groaned when he pulled away but he didn't disappoint when his large hand cupped her mound. He rubbed the palm of his hand from side to side against her clit causing h
er hips to buck against him.

His thick finger slipped inside of her panties before breaching her entrance. When a second joined the first Elle threw her head back. The brick wall was there to stop her head but she didn’t care about the pain as long as he didn't stop. He moved his hand until his thumb started to tease her clit with fast, steady movements.

“Please don't stop.” Elle tried to keep her head against his neck as she begged but the pleasure was too much and she dropped her head back again, this time easier than before so she didn't end up with a concussion.

****

The sweetest taste lingered on his tongue from the most passionate kiss he’d ever experienced. Her body reacted to his in such a way it surprised him. She put her heart into every move.

The feel of her wrapped around his fingers nearly sent him over the edge. He couldn't let the night end without burying himself deep inside of her. She begged him to keep going with her husky voice and
his dick hardened even more.

How wild would her body go as he fucked her? She moaned aloud and he nearly exploded like an untrained boy.
When she threw her head back again, he licked her rapidly beating pulse with leisure and the sweet aroma of her blood called to him on an altogether different level.

Once again his fangs extended as he tugged her dress down just enough to get a better view of her generous
tits. Just a little taste. The pleasure would be so intense she wouldn’t realize what was happening. He went a whole year without drinking straight from the source and even then it was only because of an emergency. Once they were able to get bagged blood, Aiden tried to stick with it but that wasn't possible as his need grew until it became unbearable. It wasn't the hunger of blood more than the uncontrollable need to taste Elle.

Aiden almost bit into her beautiful flesh when a vibration ran down his leg.
“Fuck.”

What the hell was he doing?
He couldn’t bite her like this and he shouldn’t be holding her pressed against the wall like some whore. He pulled his fingers from her, dropped her to the ground gently then pulled away reluctantly. Her disapproval showed in her closed eyes and tightened mouth. She didn't get the release she begged him for.

“
I'm sorry. This isn't over yet.” Far from over.

He flipped open his phone.
“What?”

“
No need to be an asshole. I have news on the rogue.” Ethan, their local tech geek, answered. “Where's Nicolas?”

“
He's not with me at the moment. Just tell me what's happening and I'll catch him up.” Aiden didn't have time for chitchat.

Ethan cleared his throat.
“You're not going to want to tell him this.”

“
Spit it out, Ethan. I've got other obligations at the moment.” Aiden grew even more annoyed by the second.

“
The victim was young and slaughtered like the others. She had red hair like all the others.”

“
But there was a male scent attached to her. The kill was still fresh.” Ethan grew quiet.

Aiden knew when Ethan stayed quiet something
was seriously wrong. “Did Collin recognize the scent?”

“
Yes, he did. It’s Nicolas, Aiden. The smell was all over her, along with bite marks on her neck.”

Shock pounded into Aiden and the room seemed to spin. The back of his knees hit a chair before his ass did. Nicolas? No way
his cousin had turned rogue. But then again, it wouldn’t be the first time one of their own turned rogue right under their noses. He looked at the phone to see that he had been with Elle for four hours and long enough for Nicolas to do what Ethan said.

Aiden glanced around the room for Nicolas and didn't see him.
“You've got to be wrong. He would've been smarter than that.”

If Nicolas turned rogue he would've been able to keep them fooled for as long as he wanted.

“There’s more.” Ethan paused. “There was something interesting this time. Kind of creepy in fact.”

What else could go wrong?
“Just spit it out.”

“
There was a letter written in the human's blood left on the mutilated body. Are you still with the brunette in a red dress?”

Aiden snapped his phone closed and looked at Elle wearing her little red dress.
She was now the woman he’d put in danger. His fun had done a complete one eighty and turned into a nightmare.

Chapter
Seven

His body stiffened as Elle watched his face change from a look of aggravation to one of horror. The grip he held on her hips tightened and became painful and he freed her somewhat when she winced. The caller clearly shared bad news.