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Blood Exchange 1 The Drierge Brothers

Angelina Canley has been blind from a very young age. She issaved from mortal injury when Lucan Drierge removes her fromthe path of danger.

Lucan Drierge is a vampire and knows Angelina is mate to him andhis brother, Trey. He invites her back to his home for dinner, andthey begin to court their woman.

They have to convince Angelina they love her and would give theirlives to keep her safe. Their mate tries to run from them but can'ttake the last step to leave. Just when their relationship begins tosettle and their mate is more accepting, evil stalks their woman.

Will they be able to protect the love of their lives, or will they betoo late to save her?

Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillationbetween or among siblings.

Genre: Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal,

Vampires/Werewolves

Length: 37,999 words


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THE DRIERGE BROTHERS

Blood Exchange 1

Becca Van

MENAGE EVERLASTING

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THE DRIERGE BROTHERS Blood Exchange 1

BECCA VANCopyright © 2012

Chapter One

Lucan Drierge felt like he’d been struck by lightning. The woman

walking down the sidewalk toward him was like poetry in motion. He

watched the graceful way she moved, flowing and elegant even

though she was impaired. Her cane swished back and forth in front of

her. Her eyes were covered with dark glasses, and not being able to

see them frustrated him. He wanted to know what color they were.

Since her hair was blonde, he imagined her eyes were blue, but he

wanted to see them for himself to be sure.

He shook himself from his trance when another pedestrian

bumped into him, and he moved out of the way. With a thought, he

hid himself from view, keeping his gaze fixed on the blind woman.

He wanted nothing else to distract him from her. Who was she, and

why did the sight of her move him so deeply? Lucan had come out

onto the nocturnal Portland streets to feed, but now nothing mattered

except the woman before him.

His heartbeat accelerated as she approached. Like him, she didn’t

need the brightness glowing from the streetlights. Unlike him, shelooked completely calm and composed. If he tried to talk to her, he

was going to make a fool of himself. But I must know her name.


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Using his preternatural senses, he brushed against her mind, and

her name drifted into his mind. Angelina Canley, such an apt name

for her. She looked so angelic, he was afraid to approach her. If he

dared to speak to her, would she even give him the time of day?

Lucan wasn’t used to feeling unconfident. Not being mortal, he

had powers beyond the imagination of a human. He could move so

quickly he couldn’t be seen by the naked eye. He could float amongst

the clouds, could dissolve into tiny particles and reemerge in the blink

of an eye, and he had the strength of more than ten men. He could

read minds and heal another by exchanging blood. Forming fireballs

and electrical sparks was a breeze to him, and he could use his mindto compel others to do his bidding.

Yet none of those powers could help him now. What good was

being a vampire when all he wanted was to talk to the woman of his

dreams?

When she walked past him as he hid amongst the shadows, she

turned her head toward him, as if she knew he was there watching her.

The scent of her blood pumping from her heart and through her veins

called to him. He could just imagine the sweet, pure taste of her life-

giving fluid as it flowed over his tongue and filled his organs.

Cloaking himself so none of the humans would be aware of his

presence, he moved away from the brick wall he was leaning against.

Her scent called to him, and he had to follow her. He knew she was

on her way home from work after a long day and even though she was

tired, she found the walk invigorating. He knew where she lived and

intended to follow her, to make sure she arrived home safely.

He inhaled deeply and pulled her scent into his nostrils and lungs.

He knew without a doubt in his mind that she was his and his

brother’s mate.

Lucan had never reacted to another human being the way he wasreacting to her. The scent of her blood running beneath her skin was

so sweet, he was having trouble containing his inner beast from

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vein, and tasting her sweet essence. His muscles had grown taut at the

first sight of her, and he was shaking with the need to be close to her.

He had never felt such excited desire before. Adrenaline ran through

his body, making him feel so strong and masculine, but at the same

time, weak with desire.

She was so small compared to him, but to the normal mortal she

was a good height, standing around five foot nine. She wasn’t petite,

but she wasn’t hefty. She had an hourglass figure with abundant

breasts and nicely rounded hips. Her legs were long and, from what

he could see beneath her denim blue jeans, muscular. He wondered if

that muscle tone came from working out or walking everywhere.She hesitated at the corner of the street and cocked her head,

appearing to listen. When the pedestrian sign turned green, the signal

sounded that it was safe for her to walk. She placed a foot forward,

about to step off the curb.

His preternatural senses kicked in, and he leaped forward. He

clasped her arm and pulled her to a halt, just as an out-of-control cab

careened through the red light. The noise of the vehicle colliding with

another was so very loud to his sensitive ears. He cringed as metal

connected with metal and glass exploded into the air and onto the

ground. Then the sounds surrounding him diminished as blood roared

in his ears.

She smelled of honeysuckle and vanilla, and the top her head only

came up to his chin. He could hear her rapid heartbeat, and the scent

of her blood running beneath the surface of her skin called to him. He

felt his gums beginning to itch and knew he was in danger of losing

control. But he wouldn’t allow that to happen. He didn’t want to scare

her away. Not when he’d only just found her.

The breath froze in his lungs and his heart stuttered as she spoke

for the first time.“Oh, my gosh. Thank you so much. I didn’t even hear that car

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Her voice was light and feminine. He shivered as it washed over

him.

“You’re welcome,” he replied as he stood staring down into her

upturned face.

He wanted her, and he wanted her now, but he knew he would

have to take care with her. She would be very cautious of a strange

man she couldn’t see coming on to her, flirting with her. He had

approached another blind woman once before in his long life, and she

had been very nervous around him almost to the point of being afraid.

He wondered if this woman would react the same, or if that

nervousness was a personality trait.“Let me escort you. I wouldn’t be able to rest well if I didn’t

know you were safe.”

“Thank you, but I’m fine,” she answered him. He heard her heart

rate pick up even more, and he held his breath, hoping she wasn’t

afraid of him. Maybe it was just a reaction to her near miss.

He touched her shoulder and slid his palm down her arm and took

her hand in his. “My name is Lucan Drierge. I only want to see you

home safe and sound. I couldn’t live with myself if you didn’t make it

home safely when I am here with you now.”

“Okay. Thank you, Mr. Drierge,” she said, capitulating.

“Please, call me Lucan. And you are?” Lucan asked as he tucked

her arm around his and pulled her in close to his side. Even though he

already knew her name, he went through the motions of courtesy. He

couldn’t very well call her by name if he hadn’t asked her what it was.

He didn’t want to scare her off, since they had only just met.

“Angelina Canley,” she replied.

“Angelina. It’s such a pretty name. You are, you know,” Lucan

said as he waited for a police car and paramedics to come to a halt

before sweeping her safely across the road.“I am what?” she asked.

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His beautiful angel threw her head back and laughed. Not a titter

or a giggle, but a full-bodied sound that came from deep inside her.

“Yeah right, an angel who keeps tripping over her halo,” she

replied dryly.

He smiled down at her even though she couldn’t see him. He was

looking forward to getting to know his sweet angel. She obviously

had a sense of humor. He wondered what pushed her buttons and

made her angry. He wanted to see her with all her emotions laid bare,

to know every little detail about her, and he couldn’t wait for the

layers of her personality to be revealed to him.

His cock twitched with excited interest. Engorged, it pressedagainst his metal fly as the sound of her voice wrapped around him.

His breath caught in his throat when she turned her head toward him

and he saw small dimples indenting her white, creamy skin.

He wanted to claim her for all time and know she would never

want or be able to leave his or his brother’s side.

She was a teacher to blind students. Helping them learn to read

braille and how to deal with living without sight. She was so caring

and patient, and he felt so unworthy of her.

He had lived for over a hundred years and had waited for this

moment for so long, he wanted to pull her into his arms and claim her

immediately. His desire only increased when he realized that

Angelina, too, would benefit from claiming. If he took her life’s blood

into his body, exchanging some of his own with her, he could repair

the damage to her eyes. It had been done before. Other vampires had

exchanged blood with mortals over the years and the knowledge of

the incidents had been passed from one of his kind to another.

She had been blind since she was a teenager. An accident had

rendered her unable to see. She had scarring around her eyes, and

that’s why she hid behind her dark glasses. She had no need for themother than to hide.

Lucan intended to woo her gently. He wanted to spend as much

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waking hours were when he slept. Frustration curled through him, and

he damned his genes for the first time in his life. He wanted to spend

every minute of every day and night with her.

“I think you have been watching too much television, Lucan. I

look nothing like an angel.”

“Oh yes, you do. You are so beautiful. So sweet and innocent,”

Lucan replied adamantly.

“How would you know? You don’t even know me,” Angelina

replied with a smile.

Lucan could hear her counting in her mind and knew she was

aware of their closeness to her apartment.“We are here,” she stated.

He stopped when she did just outside her apartment building and

then cursed as the smile disappeared from her face. She turned to him

and frowned. Brushing her mind with his, he smiled when he heard

the inner conversation she was having with herself. She wanted to ask

him in for coffee but was debating how that would look given their

short acquaintance.

She was attracted to him. His heart lifted as he recognized that her

attraction was rolling off of her in waves. While he could see the

effects of that attraction, he also knew the decision to get to know him

must be hers. If this woman was his mate, he would force nothing

upon her.

He waited patiently for her to decide what she was going to do.

When she had resolved her inner dilemma, he exhaled quietly as the

tension eased from his body.

“Would you like to come in for coffee? It’s the least I can do after

you kept me safe,” Angelina asked.

“Thank you. I believe I will,” Lucan replied and let her lead him

up the entrance steps. He took note of the lack of security in the building and mentally cursed a blue streak when he saw the dark

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he disliked the idea that anyone could hide in the shadows and hurt an

unsuspecting female.

Inside the elevator he stood back from her, seeing everything,

hearing everything. The elevator stopped on the fourth floor, and he

followed her out. This corridor was as dark as the entry.

Lucan heard a tiny sound and looked down the hall to see a man

stick his head out his apartment door. He nearly growled out loud

when the male watched Angelina until she was standing at her front

door with her keys in her hand. He stepped around her and blocked

the stranger’s view of her and glared hard.

The man disappeared, slamming his door in his haste. Angelinahad unlocked her door and opened it, but she stopped and turned

toward the other apartment.

“Mark? Are you there? Well, that’s strange. Mark always greets

me when I get home. I wonder what happened,” she said quietly.

He felt a bit guilty about chasing her protector away. Angelina

had gone inside, leaving him in the hall. A vampire was unable to

enter another’s home without an invitation. Lucan wondered if she

had forgotten he was with her, but then she turned to him.

“Please, come in.”

And just like that, he was free to enter her home whenever he

desired. He could have used his voice to compel her to invite him in,

but he didn’t want to force his mate in any way. He stepped over the

threshold and closed the door behind him.

He looked around at her sparse but comfortable furniture. There

were no knickknacks or photos around, and he wondered about her

family. He didn’t want to delve deeper into her mind unless

absolutely necessary. He’d gleaned enough from her memories

already.

Even though he could ascertain everything he needed and wantedto know by pushing farther into her subconscious, he didn’t want her

to feel betrayed or violated once he told her that he’d been in her

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Not that he did it on purpose. Since she was his mate, her thoughts

came at him fast and hard. He’d never experienced anything like it

before. Usually he had to push further into a human’s mind to read

their thoughts. She was just so open, and her thoughts had just floated

to him when he had brushed his mind against hers.

He pulled his mind from hers and followed her into her small

kitchen. Watching her move around as if she could see was hard for

him to fathom, since he had never lost his sight. She would have had

to map out where everything was in her mind. It must have taken her

a lot of time and frustration to become as independent as she was. The

sweet sound of her voice pulled him from his thoughts.“Would you like tea or coffee, Lucan?”

“No, thank you.” He was pleased she was willing to get to know

him over a cup of coffee, but he would never touch the stuff. Human

food and drink were poisonous to his kind, and he wasn’t about to

make himself sick.

“I have some soda or just plain old water if you would prefer,” she

said.

“Nothing, thanks, angel,” he replied and moved toward her. He

made sure to make noise so she could hear him coming. She stood

with her head cocked slightly and facing him. When he was a hair’s

breadth away from her, he stood still and inhaled, once more taking

her sweet scent into his nostrils. She didn’t move away from him.

Though she held her ground, he could hear her rapid heartbeat and

feel her breath as it passed her lips and caressed the skin at the base of

his neck. The muscles in his body tautened as if her hot, moist breath

was her hand on his skin. He moved his hands up, making sure the

sleeves of his shirt rubbed against the side of his body, and he cupped

her face in between his hands.

“What are you doing, Lucan? I only asked you in for a drink,nothing else,” she said breathily.

“I need to taste you, angel. I want to taste the sweetness of your

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He held his breath for an interminable moment and let it out with

a sigh of relief when she answered him.

“I want that, too.” She whispered her reply.

He lifted her face up for his kiss.

Throughout the brief time he’d known her, the desire to take her

lips had almost crippled him with its intensity. He was nearly afraid of

what he would feel. He slowly lowered his head, letting her feel his

breath brush over her lips, and then leaned down the last inch to

connect their mouths.

He held still. His heart was beating fast at the first sweet contact

of her mouth on his. He had to move. He couldn’t stand not having allof her. He brushed his lips back and forth over hers, and his balls

drew up tight as she softly moaned against his mouth. Hunger such as

he’d never known before surged through his body and through his

blood, heating his skin.

Lucan groaned when her lips parted on another moan, and he

swept his tongue into her moist cavern. Her sweet flavor exploded on

his taste buds, making him crave more of her taste. He tangled her

tongue with his and savored her honey flavor. He felt his gums begin

to itch again, warning him the he was pushing his control.

He slowed the kiss down until he was sipping at her moist, plump

lips, then gently removed his mouth from hers, resting his forehead on

top of her head, his hands still lightly holding her face, as he gained

control once more.

He felt her stiffen in his arms, and he caressed her face with his

fingers, stood up straight, and released her. He stepped back, allowing

her room to breathe and taking temptation from his own hands.

“Have dinner with me tomorrow,” he stated and watched as she

stood still. She reminded him of a fox frozen in the headlights of an

oncoming car. He heard her breathy sigh and knew she was going torefuse him. He wanted, no, needed her in his house. He wanted her to

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felt it, too, even though he was sure she was the one they had been

waiting for.

His heart sank, but he strengthened his resolve. If she didn’t

accept his invitation, he would meet her every evening on her walk

home from work. Even though he had the power to compel her to his

will, didn’t think it fair to do so. Winning her heart, knowing that she

truly wanted him was worth having to do it the hard way.

Braced for disappointment as he was, she blew him away with her

next words.

“Yes. I’d like that, thank you.”

It was just as well she couldn’t see him smiling, Lucan thought.He probably looked like an idiot.

A new plan unfolded in his mind. They would talk over dinner,

giving her a chance to get to know him. A slow, gentle approach was

necessary with humans who had no knowledge of vampires. He and

his brother had agreed on this long ago, should they ever find their

mate. They wanted her to accept them for who they were and to agree

to exchanging blood with them.

Once the third exchange had taken place, she would transform and

be as they were. Vampire. She would join them in immortality,

surviving off blood as they did, and she would have abilities beyond

her imagining.

“I will be by to pick you up just after dusk, at 6:30 p.m. Is that

enough time for you to get home from work?”

“Yes. I’ll be ready.”

“Until tomorrow. Sleep well, my angel,” Lucan said. He gave her

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Chapter Two

Angelina heard the door to her apartment close. She slumped

against the counter and wondered what the hell she was doing. She

had never let a stranger into her home before. She had been about to

go inside to the sanctity and security of her apartment and leave him

on the sidewalk, but instead, she had found herself asking him in for

coffee.

What the hell? From the moment she’d heard his voice, she was

lost. Just thinking about that deep voice made goose bumps erupt all

over her body again. She squeezed her legs together, trying to relieve

the ache in her pussy. It didn’t help at all. In fact, the action only

seemed to make matters worse.

When he’d kissed her, her blood had heated to a raging inferno,

burning out of control. His cool hands on her hot face had feltheavenly.

Angelina flinched at the loud knock on her door. She hadn’t

moved since Lucan had left, and anyone could walk right on in

through her unlocked door if they so desired. She had never been so

careless before. She hurried to the door and stood listening, her hands

on the handle and lock.

“Who is it?”

“It’s me, Angelina, open up.”

“Mark,” she greeted when she opened the door. “I missed you this

evening. Were you out?”“No. I saw you had company and didn’t want to interrupt,” Mark

replied. He stayed in the corridor. Angelina, without realizing she was

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was the man, Angelina? You shouldn’t associate with the likes of

him. He looks dangerous.”

“He’s a friend, Mark,” she found herself explaining. She frowned.

What is wrong with me? I don’t even know the man.

“I’ve never seen him before. You’ve never brought anyone home

before. Who was he?”

Angelina felt herself frowning again, though this time for a

different reason. Mark’s peevish tone of voice and prying questions

were unlike him. She made herself answer patiently.

“His name is Lucan Drierge and he saved my life. He stopped me

from getting slammed by a car. The least I could do was to offer theman a cup of coffee after he saw me safely home.”

“Have dinner with me, Angelina,” Mark said suddenly.

Angelina was surprised by her neighbor’s offer. He had never

asked her out before. Sure, he looked out each night to make sure

she’d made it home safely and they sometimes chatted when he did,

but that was as far as things had gone. He was nice enough, but she

didn’t think of him in that way. He had only ever treated her like a

friend.

“Thank you for the offer, but not tonight. I am so tired I just want

to fall into bed.”

Mark dropped the disagreeable tone, sounding like his usual self.

“Did you have a rough day, honey?”

“Um, no, not really. It was just a very long day.” Did he miss the

part about her almost getting flattened while crossing the street?

Angelina realized that Mark hadn’t even reacted to her description of

her near-death experience.

“What about tomorrow night?” Mark asked.

“I’m sorry, but I already have plans.”

“With him?” And just like that, his voice turned aggravated again.“Damn it, Angelina. You could be putting yourself up for a world of

trouble and hurt. I don’t like the look of him. He reminds me of a lion

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“Don’t be ludicrous. How can you tell that? You didn’t even meet

the man,” Angelina replied coolly.

“I’m not trying to upset you, Angelina. I’m just looking out for

you,” Mark pleaded.

“Look, I appreciate it, Mark, but I’m a big girl. I’ve been looking

after myself for a long time.”

“I’m here if you need me, Angelina. Just give a holler,” Mark

said.

“Thanks, Mark. You’re a good friend.”

“Well, I’d better be going. Good night.”

“Good night, Mark,” Angelina replied. His footsteps receded, andshe locked the door. She sighed with both frustration and relief. Mark

had never asked her out before, and she wasn’t sure she was

comfortable with it, but he was her neighbor, so it wasn’t as if she

could avoid him. Maybe he’d give up when he realized she wasn’t

interested. Lucan was the one who interested her.

Smiling to herself, she wondered what had made her so popular

tonight. I should almost get hit by cars more often.

* * * *

Lucan arrived home moments after leaving his angel’s apartment.

Blood was still coursing through his veins, and his cock was so hard

he was going to have to take matters into his own hand, so to speak.

He looked at his older brother sitting on the living room sofa

watching the football game. Trey looked up at him and stilled. He

sniffed the air and, in the blink of an eye, joined him across the room.

He leaned closer to him, inhaled again, and looked him in the eye.

“What is that?”

“That wonderful scent would be our mate.” Lucan watched,satisfied, as Trey’s eyes widened. His brother leaned back on his heels

as though about to fall over. Lucan would have liked to milk Trey’s

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“God, Trey, she is so gorgeous. I had to fight my inner beast from

stripping her naked, plunging my cock into her wet pussy, and biting

her.”

“Are you sure, though?” Trey asked, still recovering from his

shock. “She’s our mate?”

“Ninety-nine percent sure. I want your confirmation, though. She

could be the one we’ve been waiting for. No, she is definitely the one

we’ve been waiting for,” Lucan stated on a wistful sigh.

“What does she look like? What’s her name? Where does she

live?”

Lucan laughed and took a seat on the sofa. “She is so beautiful.She has long blonde hair, and she’s tall for a woman, Trey. She has

curves and the longest, sweetest legs I’ve ever seen on anyone. She

has a woman’s body, not that of a waif or a child. She has hourglass

curves, and she’s so soft.”

“What color are her eyes?”

“I don’t know. She’s blind, Trey. She wears these big dark glasses

to hide her eyes. She has scars around her eyes and doesn’t like

people to see them. She was injured as a teenager and hasn’t been

able to see since. She’s so sweet, though, and her mouth…Fuck. I

could nibble on her mouth for hours.”

“How did you meet her?”

“She walked past me on her way home from work. I stopped her

from getting hurt from a runaway cab, and the rest, as they say, is

history. She’s coming here for dinner tomorrow night.”

“That was fast. Good work, Luc.”

“Even though she was hesitant at first, she finally let go and asked

me in for coffee. She kissed me back of her own free will. I can’t wait

to have her here, in our home. Tomorrow night isn’t going to come

around fast enough.” Lucan sighed.“You say she was injured? God, I can’t stand the thought of her

being hurt. We could heal her so easily. You still haven’t told me her

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“Angelina Canley, our very own angel, Trey.”

Through their mental link, Trey said, “Let me see her.”

Lucan felt the brush of his brother in his mind. He pictured

Angelina in his mind, and Trey inhaled sharply. His brother growled

in arousal and approval as her saw their angel for the first time, and

Lucan‘s dick and balls ached even more as he, too, admired her

perfect body. Lucan was filled with a hunger so fierce he knew he

was going to have to feed well this night.

It seemed Trey was in the same predicament. No sooner did he

feel his brother withdraw from his mind, than he dematerialized with

a thought. Lucan followed suit.Lucan’s body, now a mass of floating particles, flew through the

night sky in search of prey to satiate his raging hunger. His mind

vibrated with the awareness that his brother was doing the exact same

thing, his desire to feed also sparked by the sight of his perfect angel.

Lucan had heard it said that feeding from one’s mate was like no

other experience. It was not just a base satisfaction of hunger, but a

melding of souls. Someday he knew he would share that with

Angelina.

When he lowered over Forest Park in his hometown of Portland,

the particles joined together and reformed into solid flesh. He cleared

his mind, allowing him to infiltrate the minds of the three men

walking and chatting through the park and call them to him. He compelled them to stand before him, and he grasped the first

young male by the arms, pulling him close. In a daze and under the

control of Lucan’s mind, the man obediently offered his neck to him

by tilting his head back.

Lucan wasted no time and sank his fangs into the rich, life-giving

vein and drank, reveling in the sensation of the blood nourishing him.

He would have to be careful as he fed. His hunger was more than he’dever experienced before, and he didn’t want to hurt the young men by

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He withdrew his fangs and swept his tongue over the wound. His

saliva seeped into the gash, closing it and leaving no evidence of his

existence behind. He reached for the next young man and then the

next. Still his hunger wasn’t appeased. Usually he was sated after

feeding from one human, but he knew he would hunger until he had

his angel in his arms and her blood running through his veins.

It wouldn’t be tonight, he thought sadly. Tonight he and Trey

would watch sports, restless for the night to pass. They would sleep

the deep, healing sleep of their kind, and when the sun set he would

go to her and bring her home for the first time.

He erased the memory of his feeding as he once againdematerialized, releasing the men from the spell and leaving them to

wonder where their time had gone. His disembodied spirit rose and

raced through the air, heading for home with the thoughts of his angel

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Chapter Three

Angelina had just slipped her feet into her comfortable flat shoes

when a knock sounded at her door. She took a deep breath and

wondered what had possessed her to accept an invitation to dinner

from a stranger. There was something about Lucan Drierge that pulled

her in. There was a dark, dangerous, menacing quality to the man, but

she felt the need to be in his presence, to be close to him. She was

excited yet nervous about the upcoming evening.

She released her breath and walked toward the door. She hesitated

with her hand on the doorknob, feeling as if she were standing on the

edge of a pool, about to take a plunge into the unknown. She opened

the door on an exhale, trying to calm her nervousness.

“Hello, angel.” His deep voice wrapped around her, making her

breasts swell, her nipples harden, and her pussy clench with need.“Hi, Lucan,” she replied breathlessly.

“Are you ready to go, baby?”

“Yes, just let me get my purse,” she replied, retrieving her purse

and stepping out into the hall. She couldn’t prevent the shiver of

desire that raced over her as he took her by the arm and led her to the

elevator.

“You shouldn’t open your door unless you know who it is first,

angel,” Lucan reproved gently.

“I knew it was you. I was expecting you. Besides, I never get

visitors.”“Still, please promise me you will find out before you open your

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“Okay.” Part of her just agreed to change the subject, but she had

to admit privately that his concern was touching. He barely knew her,

but he seemed to care so much.

“Good girl. Come, we are nearly at my car,” Lucan said. He

helped her into his vehicle so she wouldn’t hit her head. He powered

up the car, and judging by the sound of the engine, he drove a

powerful sports car. Then he pulled out into the traffic.

Angelina was too nervous to make conversation, though it did

finally occur to her to ask where they were going for dinner. Lucan

answered simply that he was going to cook for her. Somehow the idea

of going to Lucan’s house heightened Angelina’s nervousness a littlemore, and the rest of the car ride passed quietly. Twenty minutes later

he slowed the car and then stopped. He helped her out and led her

inside. Although she couldn’t see, the house felt old to her. She could

feel cool draughts and hear the creaks from settling timber. She

sighed and wished she could see the place, then pushed that thought to

the back of her mind.

“Angel, I’d like you to meet my brother, Trey Drierge. Trey, this

is Angelina Canley.”

Brother ? Angelina’s thoughts swirled with confusion. Why was

Lucan’s brother hanging around? Maybe he’s just helping with the

cooking and then he’ll leave.

“Angelina, I am very pleased to make your acquaintance,” Trey

said in a deep, raspy voice. He took her hand, and tingles of electricity

shot up her arm, over her chest, and down to her pussy. What the hell,

girl? You’re turning into a whore, lusting after two men, and brothers

at that. “Welcome to our home.”

She heard a gasp and wondered what was going on. Was it

possible he had felt that electric spark, too? Or had she just zapped

him with static electricity? Way to go. “Thank you. Nice to meet you,” she replied. Then Lucan began to

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“Dinner is ready. I’m sure you’re hungry after such a long day.

Let us feed you and then we can listen to some music and talk.”

Angelina noticed that he said “we.“ So Trey wasn’t going to just

disappear once dinner was served. She couldn‘t figure out whether or

not she was disappointed. On the one hand, Lucan had given her

every sign that this was a date, not a chance for her to hang out with

him and his brother. Then again, something about Trey’s presence

was just as deliciously attractive as his brother’s.

She was happy to let Lucan guide her while she tried to figure out

what the brothers had up their sleeves. She was seated at a table, and

the aroma of food wafted to her nostrils.“Thank you,” Angelina said and relaxed into her chair. She

cautiously felt for the glass with her fingertips and picked it up, taking

a sip, grateful it held water.

“What do you do for a living, Angelina?” Trey asked.

“I work with sight-impaired children. I teach them to read braille

and how to cope with everyday life.”

“Do you like working with children?” he asked.

“Yes. They are so innocent and easy to please. The kids work

harder than anyone I have known. It’s hard work but a very rewarding

job to teach them how to read and to become independent with their

impairment.”

“How old are you, baby?” Lucan asked.

“Twenty-five. Why?”

“You’re such a babe in the woods. I was just curious, angel,”

Lucan replied.

“How old are you?” Angelina asked, raising her chin in defiance.

“I am thirty-five. Trey is thirty-eight.”

“You’re not married?”

“No.”“Have you ever been?” Angelina asked curiously.

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Angelina sighed with relief. She had been holding her breath until

he answered and hadn’t even realized it until she breathed out. God

Angelina, what is wrong with you? You’ve only just met and already

you feel possessive of both of them.

Both of them? Now there was a thought. What if this date was

with both of them? That would solve the question in Angelina’s mind

of which of them she found more compelling, though it raised a whole

host of other questions.

You’re letting your imagination get away from you. Before she

could bring herself fully back down to earth, though, Trey asked, “Do

you have a boyfriend, baby?”“No,” Angelina replied with a melancholy sigh. “Being impaired

sort of puts me at a disadvantage.”

“Why would you think that, honey?” Trey asked from across the

table.

“No one is interested in courting a blind woman,” she replied.

“That’s their loss, angel. They are obviously blind to your beauty

and wonderful qualities. They don’t see beyond the surface. Eat,

baby. Then we can go into the living room where it is more

comfortable,” Lucan suggested. A plate thudded softly to the place

before her just before his footsteps moved away from her.

Angelina began to eat. The food was wonderful, and she ate

everything on her plate. She heard the sounds of cutlery on plates

from the men’s seats, but something was off. She couldn’t for the life

of her fathom what it was, though.

They talked about inconsequential things as they ate, keeping the

mood light. She placed her cutlery on her plate and picked up her

wine. She took several sips of the fruity, rich drink and listened as

silenced prevailed. What are they doing? Are they staring at me? The

hair on her nape stood on end, and she shifted in her seat nervously.She heard a swishing sound, and she felt Lucan beside her.

She knew it was him by his unique scent. Already she was able to

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smelled of the earth with a hint of pine and Trey had an aroma of

sandalwood about him. Lucan took the wine glass from her hand, and

his voice washed over her as he spoke.

“Let’s go to the living room and get comfortable, angel.” Lucan

placed his hand on her shoulder. She rose when he pulled her chair

back, and she shivered when Trey took her other arm.

They led her into the other room and seated her on a comfortable

sofa. She felt the cushion beside her dip, indicating Lucan was at her

side. Soft music filled the air, and the cushion on her other side

compressed as Trey sat down.

She could feel their eyes on her. Goose bumps rose where theirsight touched her. Her areolas puckered, and her nipples elongated.

Why did these two men turn her on so much? She’d never felt desire

for anyone before.

“Angelina, Trey and I are both very attracted to you. We want to

begin a relationship with you and see where things end up,” Lucan

stated.

“Um, I don’t know what to say.” Though stunned that both men

were interested in her, she was also a little thrilled. For a minute there,

she’d been thinking this wasn’t a date at all, and now it turned out to

be a date with both of them.

“Honey, are you attracted to us?” Trey asked.

She debated about whether to answer truthfully but couldn’t lie to

them or to herself. Knowing they were as attracted to her as she was

to them made her yearn even more for their attention.

She had never really had a relationship before and even though

she knew she should be cautious and not plunge into anything with

both feet, the urge to have a close, intimate relationship was too good

to ignore. Having been so lonely for so long, she couldn’t pass up this

opportunity and disregard what she felt.Even though she had only just met them, she felt connected to

Trey and Lucan on a soul-deep level. It was as if she had known them

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relationship, much less if it would last, but if she didn’t give them a

chance she may forever wonder about what could have been.

Taking a deep, fortifying breath she turned toward Trey and

answered. “Yes, but before we start anything I would really like to

know more about you both.”

“What would you like to know, Angelina?” Lucan asked.

“What do you do for a living?”

“Honey, we don’t really work. We are retired,” Trey answered.

“But you’re so young,” she stated with bewilderment.

“We made some very lucrative investments when we were

younger, angel. We have so much money we wouldn’t be able tospend it all in one lifetime,” Lucan explained.

“Hm, okay, I can accept that, but if you don’t work, what do you

do with your time?”

“There is so much you need to know about us, honey, but we

don’t want to overload you with too much information too soon,”

Trey stated quietly.

“That’s very intriguing.” Despite herself, Angelina fell a little

more under their spell. Their reticence ought to have made her

suspicious, but she found, to her surprise, that she trusted them.

They must have felt her relax or somehow understood that her

curiosity was satisfied, because Trey asked, “Will you let us pleasure

you, honey? Lucan and I would very much like to make you feel

good.”

Angelina wanted that more than anything else in the world, right

at that moment. She craved to feel their mouths and hands on her

body. She ignored her inner voice’s warning that this was a dangerous

idea and decided to let things happen and see where they led. She

wanted to get closer to them on a physical as well as an emotional

level. She wanted to burrow her way under their skin and into theirhearts and never leave, but she also wanted to know she had some

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“If I let you touch me and I don’t feel comfortable or don’t like

something you do, and I ask you to stop, then will you?”

“Yes, honey, I promise,” Trey answered.

“I will stop immediately if that is your wish, angel,” Lucan

replied.

“Then yes, I would like that very much.”

She jumped when each of her hands was enveloped in one of

theirs. They leaned closer to her, and then they began kissing along

the sides of her neck. She leaned her head back on the sofa, with her

breath rasping in and out of her lungs. Her pussy clenched and

dripped her juices as two tongues slid over her sensitive skin. Theynever released her hands, but their free hands reached up at the same

time and cupped her breasts.

Angelina arched into their touch, wanting, needing more from

them. She sobbed with frustration when Lucan removed his hand

from her left breast, then cried out as he took her nipple into his

mouth, heedless of the bra and shirt covering her flesh. Trey urged her

to turn her head, and she whimpered as he covered her mouth with

his. He tasted so good that she never wanted the kiss to end. She slid

her tongue along his and groaned as he tangled his with hers.

She was on fire, and she didn’t know how to quench the flames.

Her stomach quivered when she felt a hand caress lightly over her

belly and deft fingers undo the button on her slacks. The zipper was

lowered, and cool, masculine fingers slid beneath the waistband of her

panties, sifting through the curls that covered her mound.

Her hands were released, and Lucan’s and Trey’s hands stole to

the buttons of her shirt. One started at the top, the other at the bottom,

and they met in the middle. Cool air wafted over her skin as the

material of her blouse was pulled away from her body. A small tug to

her bra and her aching breasts were bare. Her nipples hardened everfurther as the cool air kissed her skin.

The hand in her panties glided down until it cupped her pussy, and

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wet folds, gathering her cream, and then they touched her clit,

massaging her, pleasuring her in tight, light little circles.

She cried out as two warm mouths covered her nipples and

suckled them. Something was happening deep inside her womb. She

liked it, craved it, but didn’t know what she was reaching for. A

finger slid into her wet pussy hole and began to move in and out of

her sheath as a thumb flicked over her clit. Her body was shaking, the

storm roiling around her, sweeping her up in its tempestuous embrace.

She arched her hips up as her limbs shook, and then she was swept up

in the maelstrom and flew through the air.

She screamed as the walls of her pussy clamped down on thefinger buried in her cunt, her whole body trembling as wave after

wave of pleasure crashed over her. White-hot pain stabbed into each

side of her neck, throwing her into the vortex once more. She was

only vaguely aware of the two men at her sides until finally the last

contraction ebbed away. Her harsh, rapid breathing was loud to her

own ears, and she became aware again of the two men at her sides.

Oh fuck. What have I done? Angelina pulled her clothes back into

place, covering her nakedness, trying to hide the vulnerability she felt.

She bit on her lip nervously and jumped when she felt large male

hands clasp hers.

“You’re beautiful when you come, angel,” Lucan whispered into

her ear.

“Oh God, I can’t believe I let you do that,” she said, berating

herself for letting her libido rule her mind. She had never let anyone

touch her so intimately before. She wanted to run home and hide

away forever. “I’ve never had one man touch me, let alone two.”

“Did you enjoy it, honey?” Trey asked.

“How can you ask me that? Of course I enjoyed it. But now I

think you should take me home.”“Why, angel? If you’d like it, too, we’d love to spend more time

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“Yes! No! I don’t know,” Angelina replied with uncertainty. She

slipped her hand from Lucan’s and touched the side of her neck.

That’s weird . The skin there was smooth and unbroken, but she

remembered a pain there, momentary but intense. She was inclined to

doubt what she remembered, or to write it off to the whirlwind of

sensation she’d been feeling.

But she trusted what she remembered. There was something

strange going on…

Lucan took her hand again as soon as she lowered it from her

neck. His big hand squeezed hers

“Baby, that was only a taste of the pleasure we can give you.Wouldn’t you like to explore this…connection between us?”

“I don’t know. God, how can you make me want you? I feel like

you’re taking over my body and my mind. I feel like I’m losing

myself.”

“We don’t want you to feel that way. You will always be who you

are. No one can change that,” Trey stated. He placed his free hand

over hers reassuringly. “Please, stay the night with us.”

Angelina was torn. She wanted to stay and experience more of

what they had just given her, but her head protested. She had only just

met these two men, and she was confused over why they both wanted

her. Were they just playing with her and her emotions as well as her

body? Or were they genuine and really felt a connection with her?

The thought of going back to her empty apartment, of being alone

and lonely again, held no appeal. She had filled her life with her

students and had no social life at all. She hated being alone. She had

become independent and self-sufficient out of necessity, but while she

loved her students, she craved adult contact. Although she had learned

to ignore her body’s urges and had buried them deep, she didn’t know

if she would be able to do that again. The thought of being held intheir arms was just too tempting to ignore. She didn’t want to go

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Angelina took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She was about

to do one of the most insane things she had ever done in her life.

“Angel, we will never crowd you or make you do anything you

don’t want to. Stay,” Lucan whispered against her ear, causing her to

shiver as his warm breath caressed her flesh.

“Yes,” she replied quietly and hoped she just hadn’t made the

biggest mistake of her life. She agreed to stay the night because she

wanted to have sex with them, but the thought was intimidating.

“You won’t regret it, baby,” Lucan stated and swept her up into

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Chapter Four

Lucan lifted his angel up into his arms and strode purposely from

the room. He took the stairs two at a time, his brother following close

behind, and he entered the room he and Trey had prepared a long time

ago for their mate. Trey swept his hand in front of him, dispelling the

dust from the room. He carried Angelina to the large bed and gently

placed her in the middle, climbing on beside her with Trey on the

opposite side.

Cupping her cheek in his hand, he turned her head toward him,

leaned over, and covered her mouth with his own. He nibbled and

nipped on her lower lip until her flesh parted and he tasted her sweet

breath. His tongue slid out and pushed into mouth, and Lucan groaned

as she tentatively responded. His balls tightened at the sound of the

whimpers emerging from her throat, and he tangled his tongue withhers, deepening the kiss. One taste of her would never be enough. He

withdrew his tongue, released her lips, and opened his eyes to look

down at her.

She was so beautiful, so lush and ripe, with her passion simmering

beneath the surface. He moved his hand beneath the material of her

shirt, and Trey took her mouth. He released the buttons on her blouse

and parted the fabric. Her skin was tinged pink with her desire, from

her breasts all the way up her neck to her cheeks. Lucan reached up

and released the front catch of her bra, and her nipples peaked in the

cool air. He bent his head and took one of her ripe berries into hismouth and sucked. Her nipple touched the roof of his mouth, and he

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one of his now-elongated fangs over the hard nub and caged her soft,

fleshy mound with his hand as she bucked up into his mouth.

Lucan pulled back and stood to the side of his bed. He had to have

her now. He couldn’t wait another minute. He pulled his shirt up over

his head, heedless of the buttons ripping from the material, and

shucked his jeans and briefs. He climbed back onto the bed, but this

time he made room for his body between her legs. He undid her pants

and hooked his thumbs into the waistband, pulling them and her

panties down her legs and off over her feet. Trey pulled her shirt and

bra from her torso, and then he, too, began to remove his clothes.

Placing the palms of his hands on her shins, Lucan slowly, gentlyslid them over her soft, warm skin. He took deep breaths, trying to

hold his inner beast back when the scent of her pussy reached his

nostrils. His palms smoothed up the inside of her thighs, and he gently

spread her legs. He moved his body down between her limbs until he

was lying on his belly. He lowered his head and kissed the top of her

pubic mound then slid his tongue into her dew-moistened slit and

licked over her clit. His angel bucked her hips up, silently begging for

more. His tongue glided through her folds and pushed into her cream-

filled hole. Her salty-sweet essence coated his tongue, and he lapped

it up and swallowed her fluid.

Moving his free hand to the top of her cunt, he lightly caressed her

clit, producing more of her sweet cum. His tongue moved between her

labial lips again, flicking and laving over her clit as he slowly rimmed

her hole with a finger. He gently thrust his digit into her cunt and

growled as her muscles clenched around his flesh.

Lucan pulled his finger out and pumped it back in, all the while

attending to her engorged bundle of nerves with his tongue. She was

so damn tight that he wondered if she was a virgin. Then he

remembered what she said. That she never had one man touch her, letalone two. His angel was as pure as her name.

As he thought of any other man touching his precious angel, a

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her. He would never let her leave for the rest of eternity. He brushed

against her mind with his own and felt how much she needed Lucan

and Trey to put out flames burning inside her.

He withdrew his finger and mouth, sat up between her legs, and

clasped her hips. He aimed his cock for her pussy and stayed still with

his flesh kissing hers. He halted before pressing into Angelina and

looked into her face, still obscured by the dark glasses. Tentatively, he

raised one hand and brushed the hair away from his angel’s face.

“This is your first time, isn’t it, baby?”

She nodded and wriggled her hips, teasing his cock with the

delicious moisture seeping from her cunt.“Are you ready?” he asked, pushing his cock against her wet

folds, and she moaned in response. “Baby, I need to know.”

She nibbled on her bottom lip, appearing hesitant for a moment,

but then her resolve returned.

“Yes.”

“Yes what, angel? I need to hear you say it.”

On a shuddering breath, she said, “Yes, I’m ready. Please.”

He groaned as her flesh separated around the head of his hard,

blood-engorged dick and held still when he was through her tight

muscles. When her muscles relaxed, he eased his way into her wet

cunt until his balls were against her ass. She cried out with pleasure

and bucked her hips up toward his. Nudging Trey aside, he covered

her body with his, taking her mouth with ravenous carnality. He

glided his cock out to the tip and surged back in. He weaned his

mouth from hers as he rocked his hips back and forth, savoring her

wet heat enveloping him.

Again and again, he surged into her, craving a sweet taste of her

blood. Her internal walls rippled around him, and he knew that she

was close to release. His flesh slapped against hers, and he twisted alittle, making sure his pubic bone slid over her clit. She screamed as

she clamped down on him, her muscles contracting and releasing

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He was so close to his peak but needed to feel her life’s essence

on his tongue. He pulled her up into his arms, growling as his cock

slid in a little farther into her now-dripping cunt.

“Angel, I need to taste your blood. Will you let me sink my fangs

into you?” Lucan asked through panting breaths, holding still as he

waited for her answer.

Her face was still flushed pink from her orgasm when she tilted

her head in toward his. He smiled down at her.

“Fangs? You have fangs? What are you?” she asked him with a

tremor in her voice.

“We are vampires, baby, and you are our mate. I need to feelconnected with you on a deeper level, angel, and if I taste your blood

our union will be more soul deep than you could ever imagine.”

“Will I change if you bite me? Would I end up like you?” she

asked and he brushed against her mind to ascertain her level of

anxiety.

He was surprised when he found acceptance of his species in her

mind. Making sure not to push too deeply into her thoughts, he stayed

connected to her as she processed what he had told her. She had felt

that there was something different about him from the beginning, and

the bite he and Trey had slipped in back on the couch swirled in her

thoughts now. Their mate was a clever one.

He couldn’t stop a grin from forming when he found bits of

mythology running through her mind. Some of it was factual, though

other thoughts were fiction. He and Trey would have to set her

straight later. If she accepted them and agreed to bond with them for

eternity she would need to learn everything she could about their

species to keep her safe. Pushing those thoughts aside, he answered

her.

“No, baby. We would need to exchange blood with you threetimes for that to happen. I wouldn’t do that to you without your

consent. But if you allowed us to exchange blood once, we would be

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“You could heal me?” she asked in an awed whisper.

“Yes.”

“Oh my God. You are telling me, by just exchanging blood with

you and Trey once, I would regain my eyesight?”

“Yes, angel.”

“Will it hurt?”

“For a brief moment but then the pain will turn to pleasure. Since

you are our mate, you will climax every time we bite you, baby.“

Lucan was still in her mind as his angel thought about what it

would mean to see again. At first she felt elated, but then her logic

kicked in and she wondered if she would still be able to teach her blind students.

But underlying all her thoughts was the need to be loved, no

matter whether she could or couldn’t see. He felt her loneliness and

empathized with her emotions. Even though he had never been totally

alone with Trey by his side, it wasn’t the same. He knew what it was

like to yearn for the other half of his soul.

He pulled her in tightly against his chest and hugged her. She felt

so right in his arms that he wanted to tell her to come and live in his

house with him and his brother, but he didn’t want to throw too much

at her at once.

“Yes,” his angel blurted out. “I want you to bite me, the both of

you.”

“Are you certain, honey?” Trey asked. “You will be linked to us

for all your life if we do this.”

“Yes, and I also want to exchange blood with you. I want to see

again, but I don’t know if I can stomach drinking your blood,” she

whispered, and Lucan saw a single tear track down her cheek.

“I can help you with that if you will let me, angel. I can use my

mind to make it easier for you. If you allow it, you won’t even knowwhat you are doing until it is over.”

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Shifting her in his arms until they were chest to breast, he bent

down, licking over the skin of her neck. He groaned when her pussy

pulsed around his rock-hard cock, which was still buried the depths of

her hot, wet cunt. His teeth sliced through her skin like a hot knife in

butter.

He felt the heated tingle at the base of his spine and thrust his hips

up, pushing his cock to butt against her cervix. She cried out again as

her muscles spasmed around him, and his balls drew up tight. His roar

of release was muffled against the skin of her throat. His cock shot

load after load of his cum deep into her body, and he held still,

savoring the carnal rapture.He withdrew his fangs from her neck, bathed the wound with

saliva from his tongue, and pulled her head down to his chest. He

elongated one of his nails into a razor-sharp claw and sliced open his

wrist. He held her head gently but firmly and compelled her to take

his blood into her body.

Lucan moaned as her mouth and tongue glided over the flesh of

his wrist. His heart clenched as she drank his blood, forever entwining

them, mind, body, and soul. He pulled his wrist away and closed the

gash with his own tongue. Holding her against him, he looked down

into her face. Her lips were smeared with remnants of his blood. She

looked like she was intoxicated from his essence and from the passion

they had just shared. He gently lifted her up and passed her over to

Trey.

* * * *

Trey took Angelina from his brother and pulled her onto his lap.

Her head slumped back onto his shoulder, and she smiled up at him.

“Trey, I need you,” she panted out and reached up to clasp hisshoulders.

He wanted to see the color of her eyes, but he didn’t want to

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brushed his lips over hers. His cock pulsed and throbbed as she

moaned into his mouth. He deepened the kiss, sweeping his tongue

into her depths and tangling it with hers. He sucked and nibbled on

her lower lip. He had already removed his clothes, and now he just

wanted to sink his erection into her wet pussy.

“How was that, honey? Did you like that?”

She twisted languorously in his arms, and a slow smile spread

across her face.

“Very, very much.” She ran one hand up and down his arms, as if

seeing him by touch, and he could smell her arousal climbing once

more. “In fact I’d like to do it again.”A lump of anticipation formed in Trey’s throat. “With me?” he

asked, his voice unusually raspy.

“With you,” she whispered. “Now.”

He scooted up the bed until his back was resting on the pillows

against the headboard, and he turned her in his lap. She was now

straddling his hips, and her cunt was touching his dick. He clasped her

hips and lifted her until his cock was aligned with her vagina, and

then he slowly began to penetrate her. The sensation of her delicate,

wet flesh separating and then enfolding him was nearly too much to

bear.

Angelina mewled as she used her legs and hips to help impale

herself on his cock. He growled as the walls of her pussy clenched

and released around his now fully embedded shaft. His first instinct

was to pump his hips and slide his cock in and out of her sheath hard

and fast until they both reached completion, but he didn’t want his

first time with her to be over too fast. He wanted to savor her body

and their lovemaking. He wanted to connect with her on a deep

emotional level as well as the physical.

Trey began a slow, easy rhythm and helped her to move with hishands at her hips. Now that he was inside her, loving her, he couldn’t

get enough. He wanted to burrow his way inside her heart and never

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groaned, knowing he needed more. He scooted down the mattress

until he lay flat and carefully rolled until he covered her with his

body. He levered up onto his arms and began to move faster. He

shuttled his cock in and out of her pussy, increasing the speed and

depths of his thrusts. His balls crawled up into his body in response to

the sounds she made in the back of her throat.

He sat up between her splayed thighs and held on to her hips

firmly, propelling his erection in and out her faster and harder. She

arched her hips up to him, making him go deeper inside her than he

had before. He felt the head of his cock touch against her cervix, and

she arched her neck, crying out with pleasure and passion. She was so beautiful. He wanted to stay buried inside her forever.

Her internal walls rippled around him once more, getting tighter

and tighter, and he knew she was nearly there.

“Please Trey, I need more. Bite me,” she sobbed. “I want to feel

connected to you, just like Lucan. Take control of my mind and make

me drink from you.”

“Are you certain, honey?” he asked just to be sure she knew what

she was asking.

“Yes. Please,” she begged.

He leaned back over her and licked along the skin of her neck,

breathing in the intoxicating scent of woman and blood. He scraped

his fangs over her, and then he slid them into her vein as she screamed

with her climax. Her delectable life’s essence filled his mouth, and he

felt the connection with her straight away. She was wrapped around

his heart and soul almost instantly.

Her pussy contracted around his dick, massaging his flesh, and

drew the cum up from his balls. He yelled as his cock palpitated

inside her, spewing his sperm deep. He withdrew his fangs from her

skin and laved his tongue over the wound. He moved back, sitting between her thighs, his deflating penis still buried in her, and pulled

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Trey was still breathing heavily but concentrated on lengthening

his fingernail into a talon. He slashed a wound on his chest and gently

brought Angelina’s head down.

“Drink my blood, Angelina,” Trey commanded, using the power

of his voice to compel her. She gave in to him without a qualm, and

his cock began to harden once more as her mouth moved over his

flesh. Her tongue lapped over the wound he had created, and his body

clenched tight. He gently tugged on her hair, removing her mouth

from his chest, and looked at the already-healing gash. Gently he

removed his dick from her cunt, tenderly lowering her to the bed.

Trey heard her sigh, and she rolled over onto her side. Her breathing deepened and evened out, and he knew their mate had fallen

asleep.

He covered her with the quilt, and he and Lucan dressed and

retreated from the room. He and his brother had to make sure

Angelina was safe while they were sleeping in the hours of the day.

They hadn’t planned to love her body and claim her. It had just

happened. Now, he wanted to make sure she stayed within the

confines of the house. He didn’t want her out amongst the humans.

They could not be trusted. He needed her to stay because now that

they had exchanged blood with her, she was going to begin healing

and even though she had consented and wanted the exchange he was

worried that when her sight returned, she was going to freak out.

He just hoped she didn’t become too frightened or disorientated

once her sight returned. What the hell am I going to do if she runs?


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Chapter Five

Angelina stretched out her muscles as she awoke. Her body was

sore, but not in a bad way. The soft sheets and quilt slid over her

naked body as she moved, and she froze. What the hell? Why am I

naked? Memories of the previous night came crashing through her

brain. She’d had sex…with two men. What the hell was I thinking?

She opened her eyes and gasped as her world spun on its axis. She

could see! They had told her they could heal her, and even though she

had wanted that more than anything, she hadn’t believed them. She

closed her eyes and opened them again slowly. The images before her

were blurry, but she could see! She put her hands to her face and felt

that the skin on the outsides of her eyes was unmarked. Even her scars

were gone.

Acting on instinct, she reached out to grab her dark glasses, butthen realized she wouldn’t need them. There was no longer any

reason to hide her unseeing eyes or the unsightly scars from the

world.

She looked around the room and gasped again. She was alone in

an unfamiliar room. The bed she lay in was an old four poster with

navy-blue velvet draping from the frame. Oh. My. God. I can see!

Angelina pushed the covers aside and stood. She looked about

curiously and saw a mirror attached to an antique-looking wooden

dresser. She moved slowly toward it, almost too scared to look, but

drawn nevertheless.She looked at the strange woman in the reflection and looked for

the child she remembered. Her eyes were the same strange violet

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the same strawberry blonde with gold streaks. Her body was trim but

voluptuous. She had wide hips and a narrow waist, and she was top-

heavy. Nothing special, but oh, what a joy it was to be able to see

herself.

The last time she had looked at herself in a mirror, she had been

teenager. The explosion of the stove in her parents’ kitchen had taken

her sight as well as her parents’ lives. She remembered her mother

and father dancing around her in the kitchen. They had just found out

her mom was pregnant again, and they were all celebrating. There had

been a funny smell and then a loud explosion. Angelina had been

thrown across the room and had been blind from that moment on.She studied the skin around her eyes and knew a miracle had

happened to restore her eyesight and to make her scars disappear.

Even though she could see, the images were hazy and she felt a little

queasy. She felt as if her balance was off. She turned away from the

image and looked about the room for a connecting bath. Her gut

clenched. The room wasn’t just unfamiliar, it wasn’t hers. She was

still in the Drierges’ home. More of the previous night came flooding

back to her, but her mind recoiled from the memories. They’d said

they could heal her, and now she could see, but how was any of that

possible? They said they were vampires, too…

Angelina closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She wanted to

go home. At home, she could figure out what was happening to her

and what she wanted to do about it.

After finding both her clothes and the bathroom, she stepped into

the opulent room. The bathroom was nearly as big as her whole

apartment. Who would need so much room? She gave a negligible

shrug and stepped into the shower. Once she was washed, dried, and

dressed, she crept to the door of the bedroom and opened it, peering

out along the hall. When she saw no one, she stepped out.Keeping her hand on the wall for balance, she walked along at a

quick pace. She grasped ahold of the banister on the stairs and began

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expecting Lucan or Trey to make an appearance and stop her. When

no one appeared she felt a little disappointed. The house was bigger

than she’d originally thought, and she had no idea where they were.

As much as she feared them showing up and stopping her from

leaving, she also wanted them to be here. There was so much she

needed them to explain.

Angelina walked into the large living room where she had left her

purse. She looked around, trying to reconcile her mental map of the

space with what it looked like. After she realized she didn’t even

know what color her purse was, she closed her eyes. By feeling her

way around the room as she would have when she was blind, shetraced her way back to where she remembered leaving her purse. She

found it exactly where she expected it.

When her hand closed around the strap, she opened her eyes.

Okay, so it’s a black purse. Sighing, Angelina picked it up and headed

to the front door.

Her hand was on the doorknob, and as she turned it, the thought of

leaving Lucan and Trey rushed into her head and pierced her heart

with pain. She sobbed out loud, then choked the noise off. She

couldn’t do it.

For some reason, the thought of walking out that door and never

seeing Lucan and Trey again devastated her. She turned and walked

back into the living room. The sun was going down and it would soon

be night. She stood at the window for a long moment, unable to enjoy

the radiant colors of the sunset. She’d missed a whole day. Soon she

would be expected back at work. Could she go back to work? How

would she explain her sight? She wanted to go home, but couldn’t

stand the thought of walking out that door. She wondered where the

two brothers were. Why aren’t they here with me? What the hell is

going on? Angelina sat down on the sofa and curled up in the corner. She

was going to have to wait to question them until they deigned to put

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She had no idea how long she sat there staring into space, her

mind awhirl, but the next thing she knew, two men stood before her.

Angelina straightened. She had just enough time to wonder if these

two were the Drierge brothers, and then their scents reached her nose.

Sandalwood and pine.

Her recognition was cemented when one of the men stepped

closer to her and spoke. “Angel, are you all right?”

She sighed, feeling a little less conflicted already. She’d know

Lucan’s voice anywhere.

She looked up at Lucan and studied him. He was very tall, and

had dark, collar-length hair and dark eyebrows and eyelashes. Hisirises were nearly black. He had broad, muscular shoulders and biceps

which bulged from beneath his black T-shirt. His pectoral muscles

were large, and then his torso tapered down to slim hips, muscular

thighs, and long legs encased in black jeans. She perused his length

again until she was looking into his eyes once more.

“What did you do to me? I want to go home but… I don’t want to.

I can’t,” she said, uncertainty in her voice.

“Baby, we are connected for all time. Now that we have

exchanged blood, we won’t want to be apart for very long,” Lucan

said as he sat down on the sofa next to her.

She wanted answers, and she wanted them now. She couldn’t

blame either of them for what she was feeling. They had both tried to

explain to her what was involved if she let them make love with her

and exchange blood, and even though she had accepted what they had

told her on the surface, on a more subconscious level she hadn’t

believed them.

“Angelina, you are our mate. We have been looking for you for

more years than we can remember. We never thought we would find

the woman of our dreams, but then you walked past me and I knew.You are the only woman for Trey and I. You complete us in a way

you will never be able to understand. We told you this last night,

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“What do you mean, I am your mate?”

Angelina flinched when Lucan took her hand in his and Trey

moved closer. He knelt down in front of her, and she couldn’t help but

stare. Trey was the complete opposite of his brother in coloring. His

eyes were a sky blue and his hair, brows, and lashes were blond. Even

though he was muscular, his body was leaner than Lucan’s.

“We would give our lives to keep you safe,” Trey stated quietly.

“Angel, Lucan and I are vampires. I know Lucan told you this last

night and even though you accepted his declaration at the time, you

didn’t really believe him, did you? We have lived on this earth for

over a century. You are out mate, which means you are our wife.”“What? Are you for real? No way. You can’t be. Vampires aren’t

real, and there’s no way I’m your mate or wife, whatever you want to

call it,” Angelina stated adamantly and withdrew her hands from

theirs. She blinked as tears pricked the back of her eyes. She was

confused about what she felt for them. On one level she wanted to run

and hide in her apartment, on another level she wanted to stay by their

sides and never leave.

She swung her legs to the floor, careful not to touch Trey, and

stood. Whenever either of them touched her or she them, her body

went up in flames and she could think of nothing but making love

with them.

Her sight was getting better and wasn’t so hazy, and she didn’t

feel nauseous anymore. She moved away from the sofa and the

Drierge brothers, picked up her purse, and headed out of the room

without looking back.

She placed her hand on the doorknob and tried to make herself

open the door. Once again, she couldn’t do it. What the hell? It was

easy to open a door and step out, but she couldn’t make herself go

through with it.Angelina gave a moan of despondency and anxiety, then turned

her back to the door and slid down the timber until she was sitting on

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arms around her knees, and rested her head on them. Tears seeped

from her eyes, and she didn’t even know why.

She felt them nearby, but didn’t look up. She didn’t want them

touching her, but she felt as if her heart would break if she left them.

Muscular arms slid around and beneath her, lifting her from the

floor and startling her. She snuggled into the masculine chest and

inhaled. The warm scent told her that Trey’s arms enfolded her. She

clutched her purse tightly, the one thing that was real in an unfamiliar

world. Trey sat down and cradled her on his lap, but she kept her head

and eyes lowered.

“Are you compelling me into not being able to leave?” she askedand waited with trepidation for the answer.

“No, Angelina. We would never do that to you. If you want to go

home we will take you. I don’t understand why you feel you can’t

leave,” he answered.

She didn’t want to answer. She knew there was nothing keeping

her here except her own conflicted desires, but to admit that aloud

seemed like a confession of weakness.

“I think I know what’s going on,” Lucan stated from across the

way. “Last night Trey and I put up a protection spell around the

property.”

Beside her, Trey said, “Oh.” Angelina looked between them in

confusion.

“Protection spell?” she repeated.

“It’s among our powers,” Lucan said.

Angelina narrowed her eyes. “So you didn’t control my mind, but

you put a spell on me?”

“Not on you,” Lucan reassured her hastily. “It’s there to protect

you—”

“What my brother is trying to say,” Trey interrupted, “is that wemight have cast the protection spell kind of strong.” The little smile

he offered her went some way toward dispersing her fear and

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“Let me remove the spell,” Lucan said. “I’m not saying it’ll fix

things, but it might make you feel better.”

She watched as Lucan chanted under his breath and waved his

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