Glacier (VLG Book 9) Read online

  He never ceased amazing and stunning her.

  “What other roadblocks do you want to throw up? Go ahead. I’ll tell you how we get around them. Bottom line, we’ll work it out. That’s what mates do.”

  She slid her hands into his hair…and leaned close to kiss him for the first time.

  He met her lips with his. A soft growl came from his throat as their mouths merged. She knew her fangs slid out, but he had some too. Bigger, more vicious. It made kissing momentarily difficult, but she tilted her head a little more and he was right…they could work things out.

  Her GarLycan could kiss.

  He turned, flipping her onto her back, and came down on top of her on the bed. She parted her thighs to make room for his hips. He moved into position, rocking his stiff cock against her pussy. Desire and need rose stronger until she moaned and released his hair, clawing at his back. She spread her legs wider, wrapping them around his hips.

  He broke the kiss. “Slow down, baby.”

  She loved the husky, rough edge to his voice. “Rabbits, remember? Just last more than twenty seconds. I want you inside me.”

  He nudged her face with his and she exposed her throat. The thought of him biting didn’t frighten her in the least. It excited her more. She’d heal regardless of what his big fangs did to her. She also trusted him not to hurt her. He needed to drink some of her blood, but he’d probably only nick her.

  He reached up and offered his wrist.

  “Bite, baby.”

  She hesitated.

  He didn’t. He licked her throat, placing hot, wet kisses on her flesh, and then his fangs sank into her skin.

  She latched onto his wrist, grabbing hold of it to keep it against her mouth while she drank from him. Glacier’s fangs left her skin but he continued to suck from her. She moaned louder, grinding her pussy against his cock.

  He adjusted his hips and entered her deep in one thrust. Pain and pleasure blurred but it didn’t matter. He fucked her hard and fast. The bed creaked but she barely registered the sound, too lost in bloodlust and ecstasy. Her climax built as he pounded into her harder, and he suddenly yanked his wrist from her mouth. She wanted to protest, until she realized his wrist, still in her hand, didn’t feel as it should.

  Mandy opened her eyes, staring at his skin, still so close to her mouth. It had turned gray, and his wings were spread out over them, blanketing the bed around them. They were black and beautiful.

  She released his wrist and reached out to them, running her fingertips along the velvety surface that hardened as she stroked it.

  Glacier snarled and fucked her violently, sending her over the edge. She cried out his name as her climax struck. She forgot about his wings, or that he’d partially shelled while inside her, on top of her. Mandy closed her eyes to ride it through as he extended her pleasure and continued fucking her.

  Finally, he tensed, bucked his hips, and groaned her name.

  His hips jerked with every stream of semen he shot into her. Their bodies felt fused together. He had her pinned tight to the bed under him, his wings all around them, and she clung to him. He stilled his hips finally, breathing hard.

  “Fuck. Was I too rough?”

  She smiled. “I loved that.”

  “I put a new spin on rock hard, don’t I?”

  She ran her fingers over his skin. It was soft and supple again. No longer that odd texture. “I have no complaints.”

  “Just for tonight, if I offer you some blood, take it fast. I damn near fluxed while your fangs were still in my skin.”

  She let that meaning behind that concept sink in. “Shit.”

  “Yeah. It could have been bad.”

  “Has that ever, um, happened?”

  “Once.” He lifted up a bit.

  Her gaze met his. “Will you tell me about it?”

  “Some bastard surprised me in a club. He dropped down on me like a spider from the ceiling before I ever heard or scented him. He sank his fangs into my shoulder. I shelled instantly and then flung him off me. The fangs stayed put. He didn’t.”

  She flinched.

  “Yeah. My skin locked his fangs in place. It tore the fuckers right out. He was still screaming from the pain and shock while I removed his head. He was a bad guy who had to die anyway, since I wasn’t sure if he’d managed to drink some of my blood before I reacted. I unshelled and pulled his fangs out. It seems they don’t ash if they’ve been removed from a Vamp first. I gave them as a gift to the Lycan woman he’d kidnapped.”

  She got past her trauma of the idea of having her fangs ripped out. It would be an agonizingly slow death. She’d be unable to feed without them and starve over time. Fangs didn’t grow back. “Why did he kidnap a Werewolf woman?”

  “He wanted to breed her. It’s against the law for anyone to create a VampLycan without permission.”

  “Had he succeeded?”

  “No. I was called in after he’d attempted to steal a few women from a pack in Georgia. They had managed to fight him off. I was already in town when he actually grabbed one. I tracked her scent to where he had her locked up. She had a strong mind, he hadn’t been able to tear into it yet. With time he could have, but I located her too fast.”

  “Why did he want to do that?”

  He shrugged. “Who the fuck knows? I didn’t exactly give a shit. He died and the problem was resolved. The Lycan woman returned to her family with his fangs as a souvenir of her ordeal.” He adjusted his body over hers, kissing her lips. “No more talking. We’re bonding, baby. You ready to go again? Because I am.”

  He was still inside her, still hard, and began to slowly rock his hips. She kissed him back, closing her eyes. It seemed GarLycans didn’t need recovery time the way human men did. She was totally onboard with that.

  * * * * *

  Glacier ordered room service and met the waiter at the door before he could knock and wake his mate. Mandy slept after the hours they’d spent making love, finally giving in to her exhaustion. Vampires weren’t like GarLycans. They needed daily sleep, something she’d been denied while they traveled on his motorcycle. He paid in cash and tipped the human.

  He sat at the table, scarfing down food, and texted Pest. His brother responded that he’d return to the room soon. He called Creed next, not worried about the fact that it was the middle of the night. His youngest brother answered immediately.

  “Are you safe with your mate?”

  “Yes. I take it Kelzeb filled you in?”

  “He did. A Vampire.” Creed chuckled. “You always were ballsy and not one to follow the norm. I’m putting you on speaker. I’m with Neb.”

  That surprised him. “What is Neb doing in Alaska?”

  “I’m not,” Neb responded. “Creed came to me. He grabbed a flight from Anchorage to Seattle yesterday, and then took another flight to meet up with me last night. We’re currently driving through Utah toward the borders of Colorado and Wyoming. That’s where Kelzeb said you’re aiming for, last you spoke to him. We were just waiting for you to call in. Where are you?”

  “Arizona. Turn toward us.” He gave them the city and hotel. “We put in some hours yesterday and a lot of miles, but we had to stop before the sun went down. That asshole Kevin put a tracker on my bike, but we found it right after we crossed the border out of New Mexico.”

  “Do you think he’s planning on attacking you?” Neb paused. “Get me directions, Creed.”

  “I’m looking at the map. It’s about a six-hour drive from here but with you behind the wheel, we can be there in five or less.”

  “We could abandon the rental and fly. It’s faster.”

  Creed hesitated. “No, Neb. We wouldn’t make it in time before the sun crests. Even at top speed, we’d fall short of reaching them. We’re trapped in this car with your lead foot. It’s amazing we haven’t been pulled over. You’re doing a hundred and ten miles an hour.”

  “There isn’t shit out here. Do you see many other cars at this time on the freeway? No, you don�