Stone Guardian(81)

Her body was pulsing in aftershock, the ripples driving him insane, because he wanted his cock inside her to experience it that way. He wanted to be deep inside her. He wanted to come in her as she clenched around him, marking her with his seed. Marking her as his woman in body as she had been in mind since the first moment he had seen her.

Her fingers uncurled from his hair, and she laughed. “I hope I didn’t pull out any hair.”

“A small loss considering what I have been given this night.”

She smiled again, her face radiant. “That was fun. Maybe we can do other things now?”

A pounding against her door forced them apart and had him on his feet.





Worst timing in the history of man. “Who is it?” she called out.

“Michael,” came her brother’s voice, loud and pissed with an undercurrent of scared, enough to remind her she never called her brother after being taken away from him to let him know she was alright.

Oops.

Terak looked at the door as if the thought of punching through it to get to the man on the other side was a good idea. She should probably prevent that. Larissa rubbed her hand over his chest. “He always did have the worst timing,” she murmured.

His eyes blazed with more than interrupted lust. “He took you to the Guild. He allowed you to be harmed.”

Warmth seeped through her over his fear for her, but it would do no good to allow this anger at her brother. “He didn’t know what was going to happen, and he would never have knowingly allowed something to happen to me.”

“It does not change the fact that he lost you.”

The banging on her door started again. This was an argument they were going to have to have later. “He’s my brother and he’s not going away, so no matter how mad you are, you need to play nice, and you need to change into your human form.”





Chapter Twenty-Seven





As soon as the door opened Michael grabbed Larissa by the upper arms, giving her a little shake. “You couldn’t be bothered to call me? I was out of my head worried over you!”

Before she could reassure him, Terak came forward and pulled her away from Michael, placing her behind his now human form. Joy. Just what she needed, another overprotective male.

Now Michael’s expression was turning thunderous as he stared at the male who would dare involve himself in family business. If they started a pissing contest, she was kicking them both out. “Michael, I’m fine. I’m fine.”

He paid no attention to her, all his focus on Terak. “Who the hell do you think you are?”

Terak straightened at Michael’s tone. If he had been in gargoyle form, his wings would have flared out. “I am her protector, and you will not touch her in such a way again.”

“Terak,” Larissa whispered, placing her hand on his back. “He was worried about me, and he didn’t hurt me at all, I promise. You won’t find a mark on me.”

Michael had to step up the tension though. “Oh yes, the oh-so-great protector my sister loves to talk about. Got a question for you - if you’re such a great protector, why couldn’t my sister get hold of you today?”

Terak stood his ground. “There seems to be a problem with the magic. Though it should never have come to that, in the end it matters not. I would have returned soon. You should have waited for me. It was foolish of you to take her alone to meet with Guild members.”

Michael’s hands came to his hips. “I’m a cop, who the hell are you to talk to me about going into danger. Besides that, I don’t try to control my sister.”

Larissa would have snorted at that if she wasn’t trying to keep attention away from her.

“So instead you willingly lead her into danger?” Terak bit back.

“Guys!” Larissa stepped from behind Terak to get between the two males, placing on hand on each one’s chest and pushing them apart. “Stop posturing. What’s done is done. All we can do is learn from this and decide if we’d do something different next time.”

Michael looked like he wanted to say more. Actually, Michael looked like he wanted to punch Terak. Probably the only thing stopping Michael was the fact that even in human form, it looked like punching Terak was more likely to cause you to break your fist than cause any damage to him. “I need to talk to my sister, and if you don’t mind, I’d like to do it privately.”

Terak crossed his arms over his chest. “I will not leave her.”

It was a stare-off of epic proportions. Neither male was backing down, and she was the chew-toy between them.

Then Michael’s eyes flickered, and he stared hard, taking them both in – her hastily donned clothes, Terak’s too-small shirt, her had-to-be swollen lips and lovemarked neck. As if a light switch had flipped, Michael now appeared a little green around the edges. “Did I interrupt something?”