Warrior (Twisted Sister #2) (17 page)

“Hang on, I can’t explain this with Madison staring at me the way she is. Let me work this out. Just whatever happens, don’t freak out, okay?”

Owen and McKinley stand and lean casually against the table beside Alison. The move isn’t lost on me they’re making sure they are able to protect her if anything goes wrong.

Jay leans back in his seat and stares open mouthed.

I try to calm my breathing down as I pull Madison toward me. This whole thing is putting me on edge. I’d like to think that I know everything there is, but over the last forty-eight hours, I’ve come to the understanding that there’s so much more that I need to learn—this being one of them. I’m not ashamed to admit that. The idea of feeding Madison scares the hell out of me. I’ve heard stories over the years of things going wrong, of it not working out and everything going balls up. They have said that a true full Dragon mate will need to feed on the blood of the Dragon, in order to live as long as we do. It also connects us mind to mind and allows her to have the powers I have. The only thing that gives me some form of relief is that every story has been different, so it could all just be that—
stories
.

“You need to move slow with her, bring her in close. She needs to get at our neck. It would be better if she could feed on me, but she will have to do with you for now,” Dragon coaches.

Following Dragon’s lead, I start to turn Madison around so she’s facing me, with her thighs straddling my hips. She hisses startling me.

“Move slower, Philli, don’t scare her out of the hunger,” Dragon growls in frustration.

“What do you mean scare her out of her hunger?” I ask aloud.

I could keep this all telepathically in my mind with Dragon but I, at least, want the men to know half of what’s going on.

“If you break into her feeding now, she won’t be able to feed this time. The hunger only comes on every couple of hours and if she misses one the next one will be extremely painful for her.”

“I don’t understand what you’re telling me? Are you saying that if she doesn’t get this starry, scary face, she can’t feed?”

“It’s called the hunger fever. If she doesn’t have it, her fangs won’t come down and she won’t be able to feed. If you startle her, she’ll snap out of the hunger zone and won’t have the fangs to feed. Are you getting what I’m trying to tell you? I don’t have time to explain it to you like a child. Get with the program, get it together, Philli,” Dragon growls.

He sends a sonic heat wave through my body. He’s getting just as frustrated as I am with this whole thing.

“Did anyone tell you how much of an asshole you are?” I grit my teeth and pant, holding my head from the onslaught of heat that works its way through me.

“I think I’m going to like this Philli even more. He curses and isn’t so uptight.” Owen laughs.

“You all need to be quiet, fuckers,” I growl.

“Yep, totally loving this one even more,” he whispers.

Alison leans behind Owen and tugs on the hair at the nape of his neck. “Hush you,” she whispers.

McKinley leans down and places a soft kiss to the top of her head. Alison looks up at him, shyly smiling, and reaches up to takes his hand in hers.

“Pull her closer, Philli. You need to bring her as close as you can. I won’t lie, this is going to hurt like a bitch until she learns how to do it properly. But on the upside, it will make you horny as hell,” Dragon murmurs.

I’m humming with anticipation, as I reach out and gently maneuver Madison so that she’s sitting directly on my lap, her backside sits nestled onto my growing erection. I wrap my arms around the small of her back and hold on tight.

“Now what?” I ask Dragon, as I begin shaking with unknown emotions.

“Give her the left side of your neck. You only feed her from your left. You honor her this way. Tilt your head right down to expose as much as you can.”

Following Dragon’s orders, I lower my head to the right, placing my ear on my shoulder exposing the left side of my neck for her. The growl that comes from Madison’s mouth hardens my cock to stone. “I knew you would like this.” Dragon laughs. “Brace yourself, I will connect with her mind and try to get her to feed slowly. I can’t promise anything because this is her first time. And she’s still learning, as are you.”

My hands shake violently as I wrap my arms around the small of Madison’s back, holding on tight. She brings her mouth to my neck. Two long white fangs shoot from her mouth. Her tongue swipes out over my pulse then she bites down hard. It isn’t like when she mated me, this is rough, needy and dominate.

A low whistle echoes around the room as someone sucks in a breath. I don’t notice who it is as I close my eyes. The pleasure that I feel from her suckling on my neck is unlike anything I’ve felt before. She alternates between sucking and nibbling. Mon Dieu but the feeling shoots right to my cock. Madison sucks hard and deep as she allows my blood to flow down her throat. She moans loudly. Reaching up, she wraps a hand around the back of my neck and tries to pull me closer.

“I’m trying to calm her, Philli, are you okay?” Dragon asks concern lacing his voice.

“I’m fine,” I all but purr.

Madison grinds her hips across my hard length, back and forth. She rolls her hips at the last minute and I groan with unadulterated pleasure.

“She is almost finished, hang in there,” Dragon croons sending healing over my body.

I’m so close to releasing in my pants that I have to sit here and start thinking of other things. I think about the fact that I’m in a room full of men watching this. Fuck, that doesn’t help. That only feeds my ego and passion. I let my mind drift off hoping that nothing sexy pops up. I can’t focus with her grinding and panting on me. Madison breaks her suction on my neck with a loud gasp, then she sucks in a deep breath and shivers. She’s exhausted as she drops her head to my shoulder. I know how she feels, I find my own arms are heavy and tired from the amount of blood she’s drunk. I’m panting and can feel my eyes closing.

“Little one, you need to seal his neck. Wake up little one. He will bleed out if you don’t seal his neck,” Dragon encourages Madison.

Madison lifts her heavy head sighing with exhaustion and licks the puncture wounds.

“Good girl, very good girl. Now sleep my love, sleep,” Dragon croons.

“Philli… Philli… are you okay?” Alison whispers.

She reaches out and gently shakes on my shoulder. I open my eyes and see four sets of concerned eyes staring at me.

“I’m fine, thank you, Ally. That was just as new for me, as it was for you all to witness.”

“So that isn’t something that’s normal?” she asks looking between Owen and McKinley.

I bring my arms up and wrap them around Madison’s shoulders not wanting to let her go. “No, as far as Dragon has told me that only happens with a Dragon’s true full mate.”

“You said that Philli, but fuck me what does it mean?” Owen asks staring in disbelief at my neck where Madison was just feeding.

“It means, that she isn’t just destined to be with me, but she belongs to Dragon as well.”

“Isn’t that one in the same?” Alison’s curious eyes shine back.

“No Ally, we are two totally different beings. Normally, our mates can pass by being drawn to either the Dragon or the human. But in Madison’s case, she’s not only meant to be with me, but with Dragon as well.” I bring my hand up and smother a yawn.

Alison rises from the chair and walks over to me. She rests her hand on my shoulder and waits until I bring my gaze up to hers. “Philli, take my sister and go rest. I will be fine, we…” Alison points around the room at the other men, “…we will be fine. Won't we?” she asks Owen and McKinley.

McKinley walks over and stands next to Alison towering over her small frame. Alison steps over and wraps her arm around his side, and he pulls her in front of him smiling wide and springs his wings out of his back with a loud
whoosh
. Alison looks over her shoulder at his deep red wings in awe.

“Come here,” McKinley calls out to Owen. He gingerly walks over and stands beside them, clasping his hands in front of his stomach and lowers his head. McKinley shakes his head, tsking. He raises his eyebrows and pulls Owen in front his body to stand beside Alison. Smiling from ear to ear, as he spreads his red wings out wide and wraps them around both, Owen and Alison.

“See, we can behave.” He grins. “These two are
mine
, I will always honor them.”

I laugh and turn to look over at Jay, who’s watching on expressionless.

“Jay?” I ask.

He scrubs a hand over his day old stubble and stares over at me. “Look, here is the thing, I don’t like the situation. I only just found my sisters, just to find out they aren’t mine to care for. Philli, I don’t have to explain to you how weird that is,” he says pointing to Madison in my arms. “You’re my brother and she my sister. It’s a little strange.”

“I know, Brother. But you know I will care for her.”

“I know you will, I just need time.” He points over to McKinley. “And that, over there… it’s pretty clear that I don’t have a say.”

“I never said you don’t have a say,” McKinley says quietly. “Just give me a chance to prove that I will treat her well. Please, just let me try?” he begs.

Alison pulls his head down to hers and whispers in his ear. He drops his wings and nods. Jay watches Alison walk over to him and stands in front of him. She reaches out and wraps her arms around his stomach and leans into his chest.

“Jay, I always wanted a brother, and now I have one. I can’t wait to get to know you. And besides, you and I…” she points between them, “…haven’t you noticed, we look alike?” She winks, kisses him on the cheek and walks back over to Owen and McKinley. Only this time she wraps her arms around Owen and kisses him softly.

Jay laughs at Alison and turns toward the door. “You, baby sister, are going to be a handful. Give them hell little one.” He blows her a kiss and turns his attention to us. “Make no mistake, if either of my baby sisters are hurt, I’ll bring a wrath down on your heads, unlike anything you’ve seen before.”

A cold draft blows over my body making me wish that I’d shut the windows when I come home. I roll over grumbling and pulling on the blanket only to meet resistance.

“What the fuck?” I growl, snapping my eyes open.

“Ma petite, such words should not come out of such a beautiful mouth.”

Mmm… that’s right. I roll over and drape my arm over Philli, snuggling close. Everything from the last few hours comes flying back to me.

“Philli, why do you I feel like I’ve known you my whole life,” I mumble, rubbing my face in his chest.

“It’s part of the mating bond, ma petite. We live a long time and are very sexual creatures. You wouldn’t want to be mated to someone you didn’t really feel connected too, would you?”

“When you put it that way. No, no I wouldn’t. Philli?”

“Mmm…” Philli grumbles.

He flips me over onto my back and pins me underneath him. His hands run up my sides, brushing the side of my breasts. I moan and arch my breast into his touch.

“Why can’t I remember anything after Sophie touching you?” I ask, trying my hardest to keep my mind off the delightful feelings running through my body.

“You didn’t like that, did you?” Philli purrs. He pushes his knee between my thighs, parting them. “Spread your knees, ma petite.”

“Philli,” I chastise, squeezing my knees together.

“Open your knees, Maddie,” he growls. Leaning back onto his heels, he reaches out and pushes on the inside of my knees. “Maddie…” He leans down and kisses my cheek, distracting me. I tilt my head and growl and my knees fall open automatically, allowing enough room for him to rest his large body between them.

“See, my sweet girl. You obey, I answer. Do you want to play this game?” He leans down on his elbows, smirking at me.

“Oh, game on, Dragon man,” I purr.

Philli will learn one thing about me, I love a challenge. He runs his hand gently up the inside of my leg.

“You listened, so I will answer. You couldn’t remember because you went into a feeding haze, or so Dragon tells me. Now, lift your hips.”

I do as I’m told and lift my hips as he hums his satisfaction and reaches down and pulls my jeans and underwear down in one hard tug. “Good girl, now don’t move.”

“I can’t think with you doing that.” I arch my back and dig my nails into the skin on his back when he blows a hot stream of breath across my slit.

“You don’t know how hard it was for me to wait for you to wake up, Maddie. You feeding from me, it was hot, made me hard, and left me wanting you with a passion and heat I’ve never felt before.”

“You don’t have to stop. I need you. I have so many questions, but right now, all I need is you. I’m hot, Philli.”

“It’s the mating heat, ma petite. Do you trust me?” He stares up at me with need and desire darkening his eyes.

I suck in a breath and nod my head. His tongue swipes quickly across my slit. “Good girl, now get up off the bed. You see that seat over by the wall?” He points over to a large leather seat in the corner of the room. I nod. He crawls up the length of my body and looms over me. “You’re going to be a good girl and go kneel beside it. Do you understand?” He rolls to the side leaning on his elbow. “I require an answer.”

I automatically answer without thinking, “Yes.” Flipping my legs over the side of the bed I make to stand up.

Philli clenches my hair in his fist and pulls my hard. “Yes, what, ma petite?” he growls.

I stand at the side of the bed unsure what he wants from me. I’m confused, I don’t know what he wants me to say and I don’t want to hurt him in any way.

“Little one, give Philli your submission, he needs this,” Dragon purrs, his voice glides over my skin like a lover’s caress.

“I don’t understand,” I mumble to Dragon.

“Philli, she’s young and does not know our ways. We need to go slow,” Dragon tells Philli.

“Ma petite, I’m a warrior, I’m the master in all domains. I need you to submit to me in here.” Philli points around the dark room. “When I ask you to do something you say,
‘Yes Sir.’
Do you understand?”

My eyebrows furrow and I stare up at him trying to work out if I can do this because I’ve always been strong-willed and in control. He doesn’t push for an answer, he lets me work it out as we both stand there in the silence staring at each other. It’s in that moment that I know I want to do anything it takes to please him. I straighten my shoulders and turn to face him. From what I’ve read online and heard others talk about, I need to show him submission in all ways, this is what he needs.

“Yes, Sir,” I say lowering my head.

He drops his hold of my hair and I use this opportunity to walk over to the seat and lower myself down onto my knees. Clasping my hands behind my back, I keep my gaze on the plush cream carpet. Philli sucks in a breath and stalks over to the leather seat. He runs a hand down the back of my hair. If it were anyone else doing this to me, I wouldn’t take it. But the touch from him is loving and very powerful.

He lowers himself into the seat. “Stand Maddie, and remove your top,”

I smirk at his request but waste no time in following through with his order. I move to stand in front of him, slowly I lift the shirt over my head and toss it to the ground behind me.

“Would my Master like my bra removed as well?”

“Yes… Madison,” he pants.

He might like to think he’s in control, but the hitch in his breath and the raw, roughness of his voice gives him away. I reach around my back and unclasp my basic white bra. It isn’t the most elegant or sexiest thing I own, but the way that Philli’s eyes burn into me, it gives me confidence. The straps from my bra fall down my shoulders, resting on my elbows. I hold onto the cups and smile sweetly.

“Drop the bra, Madison.” He spreads his legs and leans back into his seat, not bothering to hide the tenting in his pants. I love seeing the reaction I have on him, so I drop my arms down at my side and allow the bra to fall at my feet.

“Here.” He points to the spot between his knees, and I kneel down and wait for my next order.

“She learns fast, Philli,” Dragon croons.

“Yes, she does. Maddie, undo my pants and take me out.”

“You aren’t even bothering to talk with Dragon in your mind now?”

“Oh, my sweet girl, did I give you permission to speak?” Philli tsks. “Remove my pants, love, and lean over my lap.”

I tentatively reach forward and unzip his pants. Feeling brave, and well… a little cheeky as I shuffle forward on my knees, while pulling his hardness out of his pants. He shuffles his pants down and kicks them to the floor. I take advantage of him by bending over and taking his cock into my mouth when it comes close to me.

“Fuck, I never said you could do that.” He groans throwing his head back in pleasure.

“I’m sorry, Sir, would you like me to stop?” I ask chuckling. Philli sits back down and pulls my head roughly to his crotch. “I take that as a no,” I tell him muffled.

Tilting his hips up, he thrusts his cock into my open mouth. “Oh, that’s my girl.” Tightening his hold in my hair, he pants heavily. I can feel him grow harder in my mouth. He’s getting close and it excites me. I reach out and take hold of his balls and gently rub them in my hand.

“I’m going to cum… Madison. If you do not want me to fill your mouth, you need to pull back now,” he grits.

I pull back and release his cock briefly. “This is
mine,
don’t hold back.”

At my words, he takes a firm hold of either side of my face and starts thrusting shamelessly into my mouth, all the while he’s growling and panting.

The sounds sending me insane. I need more, so I squeeze his balls in my hands and moan over the top of his hardness.

“Fuuuck,” he growls, and his release follows while I swallow squirt after squirt of saltiness down my throat. When he’s spent, I lean back and lick his shaft from top to bottom making sure that I’ve cleaned him up. I’m still on my knees at his feet and I don’t mind.

“I will forgive you for your disobedience this once, my love. But come here…” He reaches out and takes hold of my shoulders, pulling me onto his lap.

“Oh, and here I was looking forward to my spanking.” I flutter my eyelashes and pout.

“Ma petite, you’re going to be the death of me.” Philli chuckles. He kisses me with so much passion that I’m knocked off my feet. His tongue pushes into my mouth roughly as he devours me. His hand runs up the inside of my thigh and his fingertips brush up against my core.

“You are so deliciously wet, Maddie,” he whispers in my ear.

I’m panting and thrusting myself toward his questing fingers. He reaches around with one hand and turns me around on his lap.

“What the…”

He’s turned me so that my back is to his front. He parts my legs and maneuvers them so they’re resting on either side of his own. I feel exposed sitting on him like this. My body on complete display for him. I got into trouble from him before, for hiding my scars. But as I sit here so open to him, I worry about them so much more. When he looks at me, does he see them as hideously as I do? Do they bother him? God, why am I even thinking about my scars when he’s worshiping my body the way he is right now?

“They don’t bother me, my sweet girl.”

“Shit, can you read my mind?” I ask shocked.

I don’t even know why I didn’t think about that before, after all the weirdness that’s going on. It wouldn’t surprise me to learn that he could read minds.

“Yes, I can read your mind. I will try not to, but when I’m touching you and you zone out… well, I worry that I’m not pleasing you. So I might have dipped into your mind,” he says almost apologetically.

“Now I feel like a bitch.” I lower my head, sighing. Shit, I didn’t want to upset him. I’ve ruined the moment.

“Stop with that, ma petite, you did not ruin anything. See…” He pushes his finger inside my wet core and pumps it in and out, then he leans forward and bites the back of my neck.

“God, that feels so good… but Philli?”

“Mmhmm…”

I twist around in his hold and straddle his hips, allowing just the tip of his cock to push at my entrance. “I think I’m hungry again,” I groan.

He takes hold of my hips and lowers me gently onto his hardness, we both gasp as he stretches me. He’s almost too big for me to take. When I’m fully seated on him, I wrap my arms around his neck and grind myself forward.

“Sir, I’m hungry, I can feel my fangs coming down,” I pant, grinding back and forth.

“Dragon?” Philli asks.

“She needs to feed. God, she’s learning so fast. Let her feed while we fuck her, let me come forward to feel her.”

“Do it,” Philli growls aloud.

At that point, I’m not sure if he’s talking to me or if he’s talking with Dragon. But I don’t care. Instinct overcomes me, and I throw my head back and growl out loud. My fangs slide out from my gums with a hiss and I lean down and bite into Philli’s neck.

He groans and starts grinding into me softly. Back and forth, tantalizingly slow. His blood flows down my throat, the taste is unlike anything I’ve tasted before. It’s bold, strong, and powerful. I can’t begin to explain just how much it makes me feel better. My muscles feel stronger, my heart beats faster…

“Mon Dieu, baby.” he growls.

He starts to thrust into me harder. I feel his cock thicken almost double in size and I hiss releasing his neck.

“It’s Dragon, baby,” Philli pants. His eyes drop closed briefly and when he opens them again, they’re a bright emerald green.

“Lick his neck, little one,” Philli growls.

“No Philli. My love, it’s me Dragon. I needed to feel you. Am I too much for you?” he asks.

It’s weird to hear Dragon’s voice come out of Philli’s mouth. It’s hard to explain, but I know that Philli is still in there, and I also know that this is a very important thing happening right now. I can feel it, deep within my soul.

“Answer me, little one?” he growls. “I do not want to hurt you, and Philli will never let me forward again if I do.”

He thrusts upward hard and I catch my breath. “No, God no… please don’t stop.”