Cady

Emma Bruce

THE LUSTY ZILOSECS VOLUME TWO CADY

By Emma Bruce

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Dedication:

To Sexy Librarians Near and Far

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Chapter One

“Maybe he’s gay.” Cady Badman turned and faced Stella Munroe, the aged and crusty 65-year-old librarian and gasped. “He isn’t gay!” “How do you know, honey? Sometimes there are just no signs.” Cady stamped the well-loved copy of Little Women and handed it to the pre-teen girl she hoped like heck hadn’t heard their conversation. The girl scampered off to join her mother and Cady gave a firm sigh. Why was she asking advice from the spinster librarian who’d worked here since before Cady was born? “I just know he’s not gay. He’s always holding my hand, he’s kissed me a few times and they didn’t seem like reluctant kisses--” Stella looked at her from above her half-lensed glasses. “I knew a fella like him once. Thought he might have been ‘the one’ too, but of course, he wasn’t. Last I’d heard he’d taken up with another man--a school teacher in Ridley County.” Stella clucked and stacked a pile of returns as high as her nose. “He’s just taking his time,” Cady said and crossed her arms as she glanced out the library window at the icy sleet hitting the sidewalks and roadways with a vengeance. March had decided to leave like a lion this year. Thirty minutes until closing and then two hours until her date with David. The fourth this week. She didn’t want to think that perhaps Stella was right, but the idea had crossed her own mind a time or two. David Janello was perfect in every way; handsome, tall, muscular physique under those staid business suits. He was smart, well read, funny, polite, ordered great wine and always picked up the tab. He favored foreign films as she did, but they both found themselves laughing through a romantic comedy blockbuster that they’d entered on a whim and held hands over the popcorn bucket. He’d given three kisses in all and in that last one she’d detected just a hint of his tongue. So he didn’t move fast, big deal. 5

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Cady sighed and flicked the second computer into hibernation mode. It all sounded so reasonable, but there was a problem. A big one. She was completely, utterly and totally in love with him. It had happened slowly, or maybe it had happened as fast as night comes after the day. She’d seen him here a few times, checking out books of Greek philosophy and Renaissance art. She’d helped him once when he had difficulty finding an ambiguous book of mythology and they’d struck up a conversation that morphed into coffee, into phone calls, into movies, into what she so hoped would be something more. “What you need is a man like your brother over there,” Stella said from behind her, indicating the couple moving their way with a hoist of her spindly shoulder. “Colt!” Cady said as her brother approached with his lovely wife at his side. Cady scooted around the counter and embraced them both. “I didn’t know you two were heading into town tonight.” “I wanted a few books on pre-natal care,” Laura said as she gestured to the stack in her husband’s arms. “I keep reading and then keep thinking that I need to read more. I also threw in a decorating book for tips on the nursery in the new house.” Cady slid a palm over her sister-in-law’s just beginning to bulge belly. “I would’ve brought them to you.” Colt shifted the books from arm to arm. “We had to drop off some papers for the store and thought we’d invite you to dinner.” Cady looked at her beloved older brother--well, only eight minutes older, but always her big brother in the scheme of things--and reminded herself again that even though Colt had faced years of sadness and darkness and resentment, he was now happily married, soon to be a father and owner of a new motorcycle shop ready to open its doors. Laura had been good for him. They’d already overcome obstacles; the death of Laura’s mother just weeks after they’d become a couple, the wedding that followed just a month later on a chilly Halloween that was also Cady and Colt’s twenty-eighth birthday. Their love, obviously so true, had endured. Could it be that it had only been seven months ago that she herself had sent Laura in search of Colt? She had felt deep in her soul that Colt had something more for Laura than simple assistance. “Oh, I’m sorry, but I have a date,” Cady said when she pulled herself back to the moment. “Fourth this week!” Stella called from her perch on the swivel stool. 6

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“David Janello again?” Laura asked, linking her arm through Colt’s. “Yes.” “What’s up with this guy?” Colt asked as he slid the books onto the counter and Stella immediately got started stamping. “I told you all about him.” Laura shot Cady and understanding glance. “Yeah. CPA. Sounds like a really exciting guy.” “He’s very nice,” Laura added and Cady felt grateful that after all this time, though she loved Colt and their younger brother Heath fiercely, she finally had a sister that understood. “I met him when he came to the news room to be interviewed for an article on audits. Handsome, cultured, witty… Is it serious, Cady?” Cady glanced over to see that Colt was trying to pay attention to the muddled conversation Stella was sending his way. She took the opportunity to whisper to Laura. “I don’t know. I really like him, but he’s being so timid. He’s barely even kissed me.” “Ah,” Laura said and adjusted her purse strap. “Not like your brother.” Cady felt her cheeks redden. Why should that embarrass her? Why should the obvious passion her brother had finally found make her blush? No wonder David didn’t dare touch her. Her virginity had been preserved, though she never remembered planning for it to be that way. It was well known that their mother was an uninhibited lover who adored her mortal husband though she herself had full Zilosec power. Of course, she had sacrificed her gift of immortality, which all full Zilosecs must if they chose a human for their mate, but the hundred years she was allotted was enough. They were still basking together in thick love now, selling the meager home they’d shared with their children as soon as Heath graduated high school. They took off for every corner of the universe, attending high covenants, although her father was allowed no further than the outer realm. He didn’t care. He simply loved his wife with the most unyielding of passions. He’d loved her since he’d seen her strolling on a beach and had been lured in by her fascinating gift of beauty and power. Cady had it too. As strong as any that belonged to one who was only half Zilosec. She had always tried to deal with it responsibly. She allowed herself one indulgence a month, just one. Beyond that it would be too easy to fall into selfishness. The power was a responsibility first and foremost. Otherwise she sure as hell would’ve cast a spell over David to make him not so 7

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wonderfully patient and ultimately make him hers. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you, Cady. It’s just that everything happened so quickly for Colt and me. It will happen for you too. It’s probably wiser to take your time.” “All done,” Colt said when he turned back. His dark hair fell in a shaggy tumble around his chiseled face. He looked so much like their father--the handsome rogue with the heart of gold--as opposed to Cady’s own blonde fairness, courtesy of their mother. Suddenly Cady felt a sweeping stab of poignancy. She lifted on her tiptoes and threw her arms around her brother’s neck. He tried to return the embrace though his arm was full of bulky reference books. “Hey, are you okay? Did this guy do something to you?” She was shaking her head before his words were even out. “No, I’m just so happy that you’re happy.” “I am,” he whispered and only she knew that he meant it. The visions were resting now, no longer a frightening menace that had haunted his life. “I love you,” she muttered as she released him. “Me too,” he said, tilted his head and then took his wife’s hand. “Call if you need us.” “I will. Bye.” Cady stood with her arms crossed and watched her brother and his wife leave. She threw her golden ponytail over her shoulder and wiped the tear out of her eye. “Beautiful couple,” Stella said from somewhere behind her. “They are,” Cady replied and knew without question that it was time. Tonight she would have David Janello.

**** Cady glanced around one final time, sucked in a breath and opened the door. There he stood, handsome as hell with silvery white roses in his hand. “Hello,” he said with the sexiest smile. That smile didn’t belong on a guy who had no interest in touching her. “You look nice,” he said as he stepped in the door. She shuddered inside, knowing he saw a sensible turtleneck sweater and skirt and knowing also that he had no idea what lurked beneath it. He wasn’t wearing a suit, which was rare for him. Instead he wore casual Dockers and a camel color v-neck that matched his hair with a sassy little rim of a tee-shirt visible 8

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underneath. A crisp brown calfskin jacket was thrown on for good measure. His sandy hair was neatly combed, his eyes so blue, his lips so perfectly thin giving off the signal that they would be equally comfortable smirking or pouting. She loved him. Everything about him and she wouldn’t wait a moment more. “These are lovely, thank you,” she said as she took the flowers and set them in a nearby vase. “You’re so thoughtful.” “Ready?” he asked, hitching his thumb toward the door she’d closed. “David, would you mind if we stayed in tonight? I made stroganoff. I have wine; I even defrosted some strawberries left from summer.” “You don’t want to go out?” “No,” she stepped toward him, took his smooth hand. “I’d like to stay here if you don’t mind.” “That would be okay I guess. Are you not feeling well?” “I feel fine, but I’d like to talk with you. Come sit down.” He followed her to the loveseat and sat as close to the arm as he could. Not about to let him get away, Cady plopped next to him so their thighs brushed. “David, I’ve been wondering why you’ve been so cautious around me? So hesitant to take this relationship a step further?” “Further?” He swallowed and she was beginning to fear that Stella was right. If only she had Colt’s clear sight, she would’ve used it now. “Yes, further, to a more physical plane. I’ve been wondering if perhaps you’re not interested in me that way.” He shifted. And she felt like a damn fool. She slid over to the far side of the loveseat. “David, are you gay? Just tell me if you are and I’ll understand your reluctance to touch me. If you’re not, it’s obvious that you’re just not attracted to me. I’ll still value your friendship either way, but I’ll stop hoping for more.” “You’re hoping for more?” She met his eyes and felt herself squint. “Of course I am. I’m very attracted to you.” He hopped up and dragged his fingers through his hair. “Cady…” And just then she felt it was safe to try. She stood too, wrapped her arms around him from behind and rested her cheek against his shoulder blade “David, please just tell 9

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me.” “I’m not gay.” “In the process of entering the priesthood?” “Not even close,” he said as he spun to catch her shoulders in his hands. “I just think it’s better if we take things slowly.” “Why?” “You’re a virgin aren’t you?” She felt a strange and foreign lump in her throat. “Yes, I am. Does that matter to you?” “It’s a huge responsibility being the first.” And she loved him even more, though for the first time it came dangerously close to hurting. “Are you saying that you don’t see a future so you’d prefer to keep it casual?” He studied her long, hard and thoroughly before he muttered, “Fuck it,” and pulled her into a crushing kiss.

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Chapter Two

Damn it, this wasn’t going to work. He had a job to do and he had every intention of doing it. Problem was, sexy little Cady Badman kept getting in the way. Her lips were soft and warm and tight and she’d gotten to him the last time they’d done this. He’d cut it so close in fact that after dropping her home, he had to pay a visit to the inner sanctum for a raunchy dick sucking from two Zilosec vixens who wouldn’t be pining for more. But he wanted to give Cady more. Wanted to give her everything from his body to his soul to his name. And he couldn’t have that. He pulled away and tried not to look at the little beaded tips her nipples had become as they pressed out from her sweater. “Cady, listen to me, please.” Her lips were swollen and rosy and she pressed a finger to them as she stepped back. If she had her brother’s gift of sight she’d have figured him out by now. David had made damn sure that he stayed far from Colt for fear he’d expose him with that snap of seer-to-seer, male Zilosec to male Zilosec, guy to guy. “What is it, David? I’m so confused by you.” “Let’s sit down,” he said and gently eased her to the loveseat. He made sure she was settled before he sat down in a wicker chair with fluffy floral cushions. He leaned forward and took her hand. “I’m not who you think I am.” “You’re not?” “No, I’m not.” “You’re not David Janello?” “Yes, I am David Janello--” “You’re not a Certified Public Accountant with Hoist, Hoist and Hurley?” “Yes, I am, but--” “You don’t hail from Phoenix?” “There you have me.” 11

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“Where are you from then?” He touched her cheek and sighed. In the four hundred and twenty two assignments he’d had over the last two hundred years, this was the first time his heart came dangerously close to breaking. “I’m from Cornish.” Her eyes widened as she pulled her hand away and crossed her arms. “Cornish?” “Yes, Cornish.” “My mother is from a place called Cornish, but she’s--” “Zilosec. Like I am.” And now there was utter shock on that fair and slight face, in those haunting blue eyes. “I’m here on an assignment. I’ve been here for about seven months. I wasn’t supposed to meet you at all, Cady. Wasn’t supposed to get involved with anything other than my job.” “You’re not an accountant?” And he had to smile. “I am, among other things. We train and learn and adapt into whatever scenario we’re assigned. I’m a Guardian of the Outer Realm. I’m here protecting your sister-in-law Laura. Any human who is deemed at risk when he or she enters a relationship with a Zilosec receives a year of anonymous protection until they truly understand what it is they’ve taken on. My father was assigned to your father years ago. He’s retired now, has a nice little place in the inner sanctum. The fishing is good--” She hopped up, paced and then whirled to face him. “I don’t understand.” He stood too, reached for her. “It’s not a well known fact because pairing with humans had been highly discouraged until about a century ago. When more and more Zilosecs became fascinated with the ways of Earth and flocked here, we had no choice but to do the honorable thing and help the humans who unwittingly chose us.” He tilted his head and hoped she’d really get this. “Did your mother ever tell you that Zilosecs are the most passionate beings in existence?” She sucked in a calculated breath and slowly exhaled. “I’ve researched, David and I know that.” “Because of that it wouldn’t be fair for us not to offer some protection to humans, at least for awhile.” “You watch my brother and sister-in-law as they’re having sex?” He ran his fingers through his hair, glanced out at the slick night and back to her. 12

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“I’m not going to say I’ve never caught a glimpse, because I have, but I don’t post myself there. I go to work and listen all the time in case Laura is in any danger. So far she hasn’t needed me and my time here is just about through.” Cady sat down and began a painful rocking mode. “I don’t believe you.” He nodded, knowing it was smart for her to doubt it but so wished she didn’t. “Okay. Let me prove it.” He took just a moment, concentrated, put his head into his hands for a brief second and then looked up to see Cady’s beloved shaggy Yorkshire Terrier, Dinah, who had been dead for ten long years, jump into her arms. “My gosh!” She cried and embraced the yipping dog. Cady looked up at David without breaking her contact with the mutt who was equally as glad to see her. “I’ve missed her so much, but we can’t--” “Conjure for ourselves,” they said together. Cady stood up, still clutching Dinah. “You’re not lying.” “No, I’m not.” “What happened? Why did you date me, let me think you had an interest in me?” “Because I do.” She turned to put the dog down and watched her immediately circle into an arc and rest her head against her paws. Cady turned back then and swung her hair over her shoulder. She’d left it down and it pained him to watch the fluid movement as it shimmered. “You have an interest in me?” “Cady, it’s all such a complicated mess. I was supposed to just watch Laura; hang back, not get involved aside from the most casual of contacts, but when I saw you with them one day, I just had to meet you. I have no idea why. I’m not new at this and I know that sometimes other people come in and out of your view, but I’ve never felt the need to connect with one before you. I can’t explain it any better than that.” She took one hesitant step closer. “You said, ‘deemed at risk’. What does that mean?” He unzipped his coat because the heat of the room had suddenly become unbearable. “Laura was deemed at risk. She hadn’t recovered from the disappearance of her brother, knew her mother was dying--” “Then why was it that Colt came into her life right then?” 13

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“Because it was inevitable. It was set on a course years ago when your parents married.” “And my father? Why was he at risk? He adores my mother.” “That’s precisely why. Their union is among the most passionate of all HumanZilosec connections. It’s too easy to get lost in it.” “But we never had any money. Never had comforts. Why didn’t your father help us?” “Because your parents had complete understanding as well as fiery passion. Your parents chose the things they chose because their sexual chemistry and innate love was most important to them. No guardian could change that.” He watched her bend to rest her cheek against Dinah’s fur. An unmistakable tear glistened in Cady’s eye and David hated himself for the first time in his existence. “Maybe I should just go.” She raised her eyes, met his. She lifted and swatted the tear away. “Is this really Dinah?” “Yes, it is.” “Where has she been?” “In a light place.” “How long can I keep her?” He couldn’t help himself. Not a shred of human in him, yet he had no fucking control as he walked to her, brushed her cheek, caught her face in his palms and framed it. “As long as you want. She was there, just waiting for you.” Her voice was no more than a whisper when she spoke. “So she can stay?” He tucked a strand of her silky hair over her ear. “Yes, sometimes rules can be bent slightly.” “But you can’t stay.” “No.” “What would happen if I seduced you?” She looked so serious, innocent watery eyes locked on his. He felt his heartbeat rev and wished Zilsoecs didn’t have parallel human parts. Wished his heart wasn’t capable of fluttering and his dick incapable of hardening with just the sound of her voice. Why couldn’t one of them be utterly different so there was no attraction involved at all? “I need to go, Cady.” 14

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She grasped his arm and squeezed. “David, I’m asking you a question. What if I seduced you? If I made you so crazy you had no choice but to make love to me? We have comparable bodies, correct?” “For the most part, but--” “And it’s obvious that the two beings can reproduce together, I’m living proof.” “Yes.” “It’s also not the window of the Solstice so neither of us is fertile.” “That’s true.” “So what if I seduced you? Right here, right now in my living room?” He’d lost all use of his voice it seemed as he gawked at the most ridiculous, provocative-- provocatively ridiculous--offer he’d ever received. “Are you listening to me, David?” “I heard,” he stammered and tried his damnedest to take a step back. Too late, with a serious but inexperienced move, Cady’s regal hand was covering the mound in his jeans. “You seem interested.” And sense hit him. He wrenched her wrist from his body. “This can’t happen, Cady.” “Why not?” “Because it’s not appropriate.” “I’m not the one you were sent to protect. Is it written anywhere that you can’t have an affair with your subject’s sister-in-law?” He dragged a hand through his hair. “I don’t suppose in so many words, but--” She slinked up to him and then Christ almighty, she lifted that tight burgundy sweater and tugged until her perfect tits came into view. She wasn’t wearing a bra, which confused the hell out of him, but it didn’t even matter as he stared in fascination at her ripe, full tits. The aureoles were large and brown and the nipples pointed and puckered. She reached up and ever so gently stroked the very tips of her nipples with her delicate fingers. She bit her sexy lip as her eyes slipped closed and a tiny mew escaped her lips. His dick kicked in his pants with a plea for freedom. “Cady,” he said, hoping it would snap her to her senses. He took a step back. She, however, stepped forward. “David.” “Cady.” His back bumped against a well-stocked bookshelf. 15

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“David,” she murmured as she reached for his hands and placed them over her breasts. The beaded nipples tickled his palms. “Cadence Nicole Badman,” he said almost as a question. “Make love to me, David,” she said with a little blow to his ear. He shivered and she turned her attention to the other. “Please, I’m begging you, let me be with you tonight. Show me what this is all about. Make me a woman.” He swallowed, felt his eyes slip closed as she kissed him, spread his jaw, found his tongue which she instantly began to nurse and he let her like a coward as his hands slipped over the silk of her back. “Cady,” he moaned between kisses. “David,” she moaned back. “Please.” “Please what?” he asked, taking control now, knowing he’d lost the game precisely six months ago when he first saw her. “Fuck me.” And what the hell was a guy supposed to say to that? He dove, devoured and tried to beat back what little sense was left like a lion tamer with a whip.

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Chapter Three

She focused on every tiny sensation; concentrated on the speed of his tongue as it lapped her nipple, the nip of his teeth as he nibbled the tip. He’d eased her down to the floor, the scratchy fabric of the braided rug below did just enough to ensure her that this wasn’t a dream and David Janello was in the first stages of making love to her. “I’ve so wanted this,” he sputtered as his hand drifted from her breast to her belly. “Me too. Me too.” Her fingers flew through his hair, her lips struggled to find his. “I have to be fair to you, Cady,” he muttered against her. “This is going to hurt. I’m huge--full Zilosecs always are--and it’s a brutal way to lose your virginity.” “I don’t care!” she yelled out to anyone who would care to hear. “I don’t care!” He bit her neck, sucked gently. “You may change your mind.” “I won’t.” She had nothing left to lose. All humility was gone as she caught his cheeks and eased him up. “I’m in love with you, David. I don’t care who you are or where you came from or why you’re here. I only care that you’re with me now and that you’re the one who will fill me.” “You can’t love me, Cady.” “But I do.” He stared a long, strange minute, and then dove and suckled her breast as his hand tangled with the side hook of her skirt. In just seconds he had it open and with a swift move had it off like a magician’s tablecloth trick. “You have no idea what I want to do to you. You have no idea the kind of need that’s inside of me.” “But I do, David. I feel it too.” He paused and looked around as if he’d become aware of his surroundings for the first time. “Let me at least get you to a bed. At least I can give you that.” She saw both the need and the caring in his eyes. “All right. I’d rather Dinah didn’t watch my deflowering anyway.” He smiled that sexy smile and scooped her from the floor. How decadent it was 17

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leaving her clothing in a jumbled heap near the fireplace, while he carried her nude and ready to her bedroom. “How did you know which room was mine?” she asked when he tossed her gently to the bed. “I’ve watched you sleep,” he whispered, gave her a chaste kiss and began his journey south. Nothing was spared, not her neck, her nipples, the firmness of her breast as he reverently licked it. He kissed her abdomen, traced her navel with his tongue and slipped lower to burrow in her silky curls. “I should have shaved for you,” she said when she worried that he’d hesitated. He shook his head. “No. Don’t ever do that. Leave yourself exactly the way you are. You are the sexiest, most alluring being in existence, Cady.” She titled her head, stroked his thick hair. “Will I be your first encounter on Earth, David?” He shook his. “No. I’m sorry, but no. I’ve had casual dalliances while I’ve been here in the past, but not this time. You filled me this time,” he said. “Why do you think this is happening? Why do you think we have such a deep attraction to one and other?” David groaned and pulled from her with the sound of hard suction. “Cady, please, can we ask it all later? Can we question it all later?” He was the most handsome man she’d ever seen. She loved him more each minute, each second, and of course, he was right. This wasn’t the time. “Of course.” It was then she felt one long finger stroke through to find the nub of pleasure at the apex of her sex. He was practiced and gentle as he began a soft petting. “Oh, David,” she murmured as she felt herself buck. “It’s lovely.” “It is,” he moaned low and throaty near her ear. “Just lovely.” “I want to feel more! I want to feel all of it!” She heard herself, greedy and demanding, and she didn’t even concern herself with the knowledge. She just wanted more of David. “You will, sweet Cady. You will.” He shifted slightly and caught her nipple between his lips as his finger continued its sensual play. She’d never felt such a blend of pleasure. Why had she waited? Why had she not drunk this in years ago and reveled in it forever more? And the answer came just as swiftly. 18

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Because it wouldn’t have been David. Her fingers flew through his sandy hair. “I want everything, David! I’m going to insist for the first time ever.” He released her nipple, leaving it wet and tingling in the cool of the room. Instantly Cady’s own fingers went to it, stroked it and she marveled at the correlation between the tender tip and the clitoris David was still gently tending. She felt something simmer, so close to boiling deep inside. “Oh, Cady,” he murmured. “You’re so easy.” She didn’t understand it, didn’t have the time or patience to analyze, she simply ground against his finger and begged for more. But he understood. His skilled finger continued stroking her glistening bead, but apparently he had other plans as well. “Close your eyes, Cady,” he whispered. She did. All her trust was with him, in him, a gift she needed to share. “Open now,” he murmured after a moment in time, and when she did they were no longer in her tidy bedroom with the floral bedspread and quaint shutters over the windows. They were in a breathy villa that opened to the crystal Aegean Sea. The surf crashed and a warm breeze blew, billowing the whispery sheath she was wrapped in. Her hair was twisted atop her head with a sensual knot and David lay at her side, sculpted brown muscle with a simple gauzy wrap slung about his slim waist. His eyes matched the waters and Cady sighed at the sight. “Why--” she started to ask, but he placed a seductive finger over her lips. “I had to. I had to,” he said as he leaned in and kissed her. He eased her down to soft pillows and reached to feed her a plump grape. She bit and the sweet juice ran down her chin. He smiled and traced a finger along the sticky path. She watched then as he lowered, his tongue peeking out from between his seductive lips. He trailed it along her neck, paused to unwrap the sheath that clung to her chest and let it fall to the side, his fingers instantly finding her nipples, playing, pinching, as his tongue ever so gently licked. Cady felt her back arch, her fingers clutch his flesh but he left her yet again to continue on to that special place he’d teased earlier. This time his fingers spread her folds, held her open. He breathed her in, sighed and then that tantalizing tongue appeared yet again and set to work tasting her jewel. 19

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**** He was patient, steady and thorough even with her screaming out to the Gods of this ancient empire and all their legions left behind. She said words she’d never said, commanded what she’d never before asked, cried at the sweet, all consuming rush that cascaded from the inside out. Somewhere in the process a long slim finger had made its way inside of her, made its way into that untouched place where nothing before had ever gone. It was an odd sensation, tight, seductive, wonderful. “More!” she cried out, “Please, David. More!” His tongue left her but briefly and he lifted to kiss the protruding bone of her hip. “We have to pace ourselves, Cady. You’re so damn tight. So tight.” She thrashed against the softness of the pillows. “I don’t want pacing! I want you!” He licked her clitoris again, a quick little series of immediate flutters like a hummingbird’s wings, before he pulled away, kissed a path north and captured her mouth with his. She tasted herself and gasped at the reality and he laughed and fed her more from his dripping tongue. “You’re a ripe little thing,” he moaned as her hands flew across his chest. “I’ve so dreamed of this. I knew the very first night we spoke that I wanted to give my virginity to you. Take it, David. Please take it. It’s a gift.”

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Chapter Four

Fuck, he was in trouble. Big fucking trouble. He wanted her like he’d never wanted anything. He knew he’d have her—wasn’t a big enough man, Zilosec or otherwise, to beat back and ignore this desire—but with every word she uttered, every kiss she gave, every bit of surrender, he felt himself falling headfirst over a massive ravine and nothing in his power could stop him. He brought her here to this land of exotic pleasure, lusty love and beauty because he felt she deserved better than a quick cherry-popping on her Sealy Posturepedic. It was going to hurt, it was going to be messy and she claimed not to care. But he cared and he’d been dumb and hard enough to think that white sand, pounding crystal blue surf and sensual wind would ease that for her. But nothing could. Maybe he could bear it if there had been a way for him to stay. Maybe he could take it all if they could link hands and skip away into Zilosec bliss. But the chances that she’d elect to leave her home, her brothers, her dreams all for him weren’t great. He knew it, but even that didn’t matter as he watched her beneath him, arms raised, lips bruised from his kisses, eyes fluttering, mouth inviting him home. “I don’t want to hurt you.” Her hands moved to his cheeks, stroked him, traced his lips and he felt his eyes slip closed. “David, please, please, let’s stop talking. Just as you’d asked before, please let’s stop. I’m aware of what will happen and I want that. I want that.” “I’ll ruin you for any other man, ever. I’m big and you’ll have to stretch to accommodate me. I’ve never bedded a virgin before for that very reason.” “You said all Zilosecs are large. How does any Cornish woman manage to lose her virginity if all you guys have the same conviction?” And he had to smile at her practicality. “I’m exceptionally large. A family trait. You’re exceptionally tight. One of the reasons your father is so entranced by your mother 21

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I suppose.” She raised herself, touched him, kissed him. “I want you. I don’t care if I’m broken in two at the end. I’ll have broken doing what I so want to with the one I so want.” He swallowed and she smiled. “Let me see you, David. Let me see this monster.” Her small hand was trailing now, tugging at the knot of his wrap, determined to find gold. He groaned, rolled to his back and watched her as she coyly rubbed his belly, played in his kink of hair and then her eyes flew open when she found him. “Still so sure?” “David!” she muttered as she glanced down. Her mouth fell open, her hand covered her surprise. “I told you, Cady. This probably won’t work.” “You’ve put that inside someone?” “Yes.” Her eyes raised, met his. “And she lived?” He nodded. “Yeah, they all lived. Haven’t lost one yet.” She stared, fascinated at each and every part. “It reminds me of one of those beef sticks they sell at the mall at Christmastime that comes with a block of sharp cheddar.” He laughed, glanced down and realized that’s exactly what it looked like. He reached for his wrap but she stopped him. “No.” “Cady.” “I’m not backing out, I just needed a minute.” “I told you it’s a brutal way to lose your virginity.” She was fascinating with her sparkling innocent eyes and ‘Come kiss me’ lips. She leaned in, caught his mouth and breathed into him. “It’s the only way to lose my virginity.” And he knew precisely then that he was utterly helpless. “I wanted to give you a blowjob, but I don’t think it will be possible.” “It’s not. I can show you something though.” He thought it best not to tell her that he needed two mouths to receive oral sex. He needed one to suck the huge mushroomed head, and one to dance her tongue around the foreskin and then down the veined shaft. And still that took a good hour, leaving a girl so ready to be fucked by then that most of the time they didn’t think the extra attention was 22

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worth it. He took Cady’s hands and thrust them to his hard-as-rock log and held them there. “Hold it tight, but don’t squeeze. Just let your hands slide up and down as you pull it.” “Like this?” she asked as she began. “Oh yeah,” he twisted his hips, let her work and marveled at her immediate skill as he felt his eyes slip closed. “Cady,” he managed after a few minutes. “Hmm,” she still worked him, the perfect rhythm in the perfect hands. “Would you mind licking the head?” “I thought you’d never ask,” she said with a smile in her voice. He looked up, only to see her swooping in for the kill. Her tongue was poised but not at all hesitant and he watched in awe as she set to work licking and nibbling the tip. The decadence alone made it orgasmic. The fact that it was Cady administering the head of a lifetime—and his was a long life—made it surreal. He felt her reach low and weigh his heavy balls in one palm as the other hand still grasped hard to his cock. Her tongue never stopped in its sweep to cover all the space that it could. David thrashed against the pillows, turned his head to see the Aegean raging against the shore. He felt his cum boiling, so ready to spill and he had but a moment to decide if it would be better to erupt, taking the edge off and leaving him with more patience for Cady’s deflowering, or hold it all in, ream her hard and strong so she’d never forget that he was the one who’d first passed through. “Cady,” he heard himself moan. “I’m here, David,” she whispered. “I think we should move on.” Dutifully she stopped. “Okay. If you think so.” He looked at her there, so innocent and trusting and in love. How could she be in love? He wasn’t human, wasn’t the warmth and comfort of home that she sought. He was a man who wasn’t mortal enough to give her the security, the soccer games, the mini-van. But as if he were, as if he were as doomed, tragic, vulnerable and lucky as any mere human could be, he swept her close and devoured. “David! David!” she moaned and he followed her down to the plush heaven of his making. “Please, David. I want you so badly.” 23

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There was no more time or reason to wait. He laid back, guided her above him, positioned her petite frame directly over his mouth. He watched her arch as his tongue set to work, lubricating what he’d need, coaxing out what he couldn’t make. His fingers dove inside of her, one, then two, then three and she gasped at the sensation. He wanted— needed--to stretch her, to prepare her for what had to happen and soon. She arched and bucked and bit her lip as his fingers plunged and his tongue lapped. And then in a rapturous moment just before her release, he lifted her from his mouth, withdrew his fingers and moved her to straddle his blue steel begging for some attention. “Cady, there’s nothing I can say aside from you have to do this yourself. It’s the only way. I’m so sorry it can’t be smoother, gentler.” “I don’t want smooth, I sure as hell don’t want gentle. I just want you.” He reached up and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. “Go slow, or ream fast, whatever feels right to you.” “Okay.” Slowly she eased herself over the very tip of him. She rubbed there for a second, enjoying the squishing suction of his pre-cum mingling with her juices. He felt it too, could’ve come with just that tickle, but they were too close to stop now. “Lower, Cady. Lower yourself.” And she did. Her mouth made a little ‘O’ as she slid and the mushroom head of him slipped right in. She was pinned now, not able to so much as flex her legs because any pressure would cause her to slip down even more. “Not there yet, honey. Keep going.” He so wanted to buck as she slid tiny fractions more, stopped, bit her lip, shifted, even cried out once or twice. He felt the inches disappear; she’d taken about three, and now he was here, the rubbery pressure of her thick hymen pushed at the tip of his cock. Her eyes locked on his. “I don’t know what to do.” “You’re doing so well, Cady. You took so much, so fast. This is it now.” She shifted and attempted to push herself down, but her breath caught in her throat. “It hurts.” “I know. I know, babe.” “What should I do?” “Bounce.” 24

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“Bounce?” “Yeah, bounce on me. It should work.” She tried, but the prodding of his thick rod obviously made it uncomfortable and he knew with each passing second he was closer to blowing his load in her uncharted pussy. He grasped her hips and tugged, but her cherry was thick and stubborn. He saw the pain on her face; a tiny tear that she attempted to blink back fell from her eye. He hovered with his cock twitching, so wanting to break through and find its home. “Cady, I’ve gotta get in there. Please let me in.” “What do I do, David? I don’t know what to do.” “Spread your legs wide, really wide.” She did and lowered a fraction more but the pressure of her pussy pushed his monster back again. “Come closer to me. Let me suck your tits. Let me chew on your pretty nipples.” She leaned in, let out a quick gasp when he slipped in more, but still didn’t break through. He took her nipple, gently licked and then bit it between his teeth. “That feels so naughty,” she sighed and shit he was ready to blow. “Oh, babe,” An instinct took over as his hand flew down to stroke her clit. “Let go, Cady, please let go.” “Ah, ah,” she sighed, shifted and rocked over him as he chewed, licked, pinched. “Good girl,” he moaned. “Almost there,” he said and nipped her nipple before lashing it with his tongue. She hadn’t expected the pain, the searing, stretching pain. She’d heard girls tell of it, read the bodice-rippers, seen a few blue films, but the all-consuming, burning pain was unexpected. The most unexpected part of all was her love of it--her love of paining for him, yielding to him, giving to him. If she could just let him through. Her body felt as though tiny fingers stroked her everywhere. Every sensation was new and acute and added to her surrender by inches. She saw David’s anguish as sweat pooled, his blue eyes turned glassy and his rod grew inside her depth. “Just take me, David. Just ravish me.” She lifted up, leaving his mouth open and beckoning in her absence. She felt the need to wiggle, to straddle, to slide. She felt the hum now, felt it in her toes, in her knees 25

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in her throbbing clit as she rode, lifting her hair and grinding. She was going to come and she was still technically a virgin. “Please, David. I feel an orgasm. Please break me open so I can feel it all.” He clenched his eyes, thrashed his head. He was ready to blow--she felt the stiffness and the prodding. And then so unexpectedly his strong hand grasped her hip while another wormed inside, filling her even more as his finger stroked his cock buried deep in her core. “Ooh!” she squealed and rocked and realized only then that his hand clawed at her hip, pulling her down, pulling her over, steadying her before the searing rip that wrenched through her. With it came her total surrender as she slipped down to take all of him. He groaned a primitive groan, but instantly moved his palm to stroke her belly as if he knew he was buried that deep inside. The pain was excruciatingly erotic. Tears fell and her natural response was to flinch and squirm for relief but David, an expert, pulled her to him so she was reclining over his strong chest. “Milk me, Cady. Squeeze out my cum and let it soothe that fucking sting. It’s what you need. That’s why it’s warm and creamy. It’s what you need. It’ll heal it all up and you’ll be able to come.” “Oh, David. It hurts.” “I know, sweetie. You took your first fucking like a goddamn champ. I can’t believe how you took it.” She whimpered against his shoulder as he coaxed and coaxed until she felt a tremor of stinging pleasure. “David!” “Go with it, Cady. Just let it happen.” “I’m frightened.” “You’re just going to come, baby. That’s all. It’s the most natural thing in any world.” “Ahh,” she heard her moans, felt herself rock and cling to him at the same time. “Come on, baby. Fuck me good.” he said as he pistoned in her, burning her, tantalizing her. She turned to the sea, heard the birds, smelled the white sand. She thought of the silk that had wrapped her, now twisted beneath her, catching what she knew was her virgin sacrifice. And that thought alone sent her over. Sent her spiraling, crying, clutching, 26

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milking as David joined her in the oldest dance in existence. He cried too, grasped her close and flipped so she was beneath him as he screamed, swore, prayed. He filled her and she selfishly siphoned it to soothe and comfort herself. There was so much, that huge cock spurted and spurted, but she sucked it all with the deep womanly muscles of her cunt. “Oh, David!” “Oh, Cady!” “More!” “More!” “Always!” His words stopped then--his promises smarter than to let themselves be given when they couldn’t be kept. But Cady didn’t care as he crashed into her. She kissed him, relished him, held him in her arms, in her body, in her heart forever more.

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Chapter Five

Somehow, the icy Friday had turned into an icy Saturday, which slipped into an icy Sunday, which turned to a frigid Sunday evening. Cady blocked out the tiny cuckoo that sang the time of six PM as she held on for dear life as David fucked her long and deep as she bent over the back of her sofa. His cock was so huge this way, so powerful and she was beginning to think that aside from the standard position with him above her; eyes locked, hands linked, hearts beating in tune, this was her favorite way. The plunge, the kinky factor, the stroking of her G-spot that he’d helped her discover yesterday while she ground on him sprawled over her kitchen table. He held her hair in his hand and gently tugged with each stroke. “You like it like this, don’t you? I can tell. Your pussy swallows me up this way. You like it a little rough.” “Oh, David,” she groaned, reaching around, attempting to grab him. “Stay still baby. Just stay still a minute and feel it deep inside.” He let her hair fall and bent near. “So deep.” Damn him! She was coming in a squealing billowing heap yet again. Twelve times in all. Twelve fucks, twelve sessions combining sweet lovemaking with horny romps, twelve times to tell him how she felt and not hear it back. He followed her down, shot deep inside and then pulled out so the final stream spewed into the air. She’d learned already that he liked to finish in her mouth, liked the final spurt to be swallowed in that place so close to her heart. She complied, licked her lips, relished in his taste as she drank. “Christ, you are the best lay I’ve ever had, Cady. Ever.” He pulled her to him, rolled them both so they were now flopped on the sofa nude and wet. Dinah tilted her little head and then went back to her nap. “How can I thank you for making this so special, David? Greece for my deflowering, then bringing me back here to love me in my bed, my shower, on my couch, 28

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my table—“ “Don’t forget your car. That was a nasty little fuck over the gearshift yesterday morning.” She blushed at the memory, blushed at what had happened to her during the last forty-eight hours. Now it was almost time for him to tell her that he couldn’t stay. “David?” “Hmm,” he murmured as she traced little circles over his nipples. “What else have you done while you were here? You said you’ve had other assignments. What else have you done?” He sighed, shifted, pulled her close as he spoke into her hair. “Neurosurgeon, runway model, sea captain, Confederate soldier, cowboy, NFL running back, miner, garbage collector, presidential aide…shall I go on?” Cady sat up, looked at him there and shook her head. “No.” He rose too, touched her face, kissed her cheek. “I need to go.” “I know. Will Laura and Colt ever know that you were here for her?” He shook his head. “Only if you tell them.” “And I shouldn’t?” “Sometimes it causes questions to be raised that don’t need to be.” He stood up, stretched his Adonis-like frame and reached for his pants that somehow had ended up flung over her Granny-rocker. He pulled them on, brushed his face with his palms and faced her. “I love you,” he said, swift, simple, smooth. Cady felt her eyes widen with the words, her heart drum. “You do?” “Yes. But the problem is, I can’t. I’m a Guardian. It’s not possible, Cady.” “But my parents--” “Your mother was a virginal girl of seventeen when your father spotted her. She was vacationing with her family just like some folks go to Disney World. They were here, enjoying some time in a different place. She fell in love, chose to stay, gave up her immortality for a hundred years of bliss. She’s never regretted it, but the same thing could never happen for us.” “Why?” “Christ, Cady…” he tugged his t-shirt over his thick frame. She wrapped an afghan she’d crocheted around her body and caught his arm. “What? Why can’t the same thing happen for us?” 29

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“Because I can’t shirk my duty. No matter how much I love you and your sweet pussy.” She watched him finish almost methodically. He turned and tossed her a sweatshirt and jeans she’d worn briefly the night before when they’d waited for a pizza delivery. She dressed and felt him flow from her. She fought back a tear, squeezed him in and used her one monthly indulgence to keep him there as long as possible. She wouldn’t use her skill to stop him from leaving, because that wasn’t the way she wanted him at all. But she could keep him inside. “I need to go,” he said as he rummaged for his watch, pulled it on and faced her. He gave Dinah a quick pet, snatched his jacket and shrugged it on. “Will I ever see you again?” “I don’t know.” He glanced at her, then looked out at the night and back again just as quickly. “I can’t tell you more than this. I’ve never fallen in love before. I wasn’t even sure it was possible. I’m confused about so many things, but not about what I feel for you. I love you, Cady.” With that he neared her, grasped her shoulders, and pulled her in. “I think it’s best if we don’t see each other for the remainder of my time here. We’re just prolonging the inevitable.” He kissed her so sincerely her heart flopped against her chest. “David,” she asked as their foreheads touched. “What if I were to go with you?” He shook his head against hers. “That’s not possible.” “Why not? I’m half Zilosec. I know humans can’t withstand a permanent life in the outer realm, but certainly I could.” “You want a life, Cady. A real life with kids and a house and block parties.” “I remember my mother telling of Cornish. I could do it. I could be happy with you.” “Maybe a different Human-Zilosec, yes, but not you. Your life is here, in this world.” He let her go, walked away, saluted once at the door and then disappeared through it, leaving Cady with his smell, his essence and her tears.

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vanishing before their eyes. “Do you remember me?” Laura asked then after her greeting went unanswered. “Yes, Laura, right?” David managed. He should’ve been on his game and gotten the hell out of Dodge before Colt spotted him and most likely figured out he wasn’t just the accountant down the street. “Yes, and this is my husband Colt. Nice to see you again.” David extended Colt his hand and felt the punch deep inside when Colt took it, shook, and without question knew. “You too,” David said and stepped back. “We were just dropping in on Cady, but we probably should’ve called.” “She’s in there. I was just leaving.” Laura shivered and Colt wrapped his arm protectively around her. “You go on in. I want to talk to David for a minute.” Shit. “All right then. Goodbye, David.” “Goodbye.” Laura was inside and David faced the inevitable. The brother. The brother who could see all there was to see. “You fucked my sister.” David looked up at the starless sky and then back to him. “I did. But I didn’t just fuck her. I love her, man.” “But you’re Zilosec. Full. And you’re not staying.” “No, I mean yes, you’re right, and I’m not staying.” David headed down the walk but Colt was at his heels. “You son of a bitch.” David whirled around. “I don’t think you should go there.” “You’re here for Laura, aren’t you?” “Just to watch. It’s my job to see that no harm comes to her.” Colt squinted and for the first time in a century, David felt anger brewing deep within his core. “You fucking idiot.” “I mean all due respect here, Colt, but back off.” “You’re an idiot. It’s not Laura you’re here for, it’s Cady and you don’t even 31

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know it.” David had almost reached his car that he’d parked three days before. “What are you talking about?” “It was an excuse. Laura wasn’t an assignment. She didn’t need help, I’d already saved her and she saved me. She was a guise, you fucking asshole. You’re here because it was time to meet Cady. She’s your destiny.” “Cady’s destiny is a man who will live with her here on earth. I’m a Guardian. I can’t stay.” “Cady’s destiny is you, wherever you are. Sure, she wanted the normal mortal big three--family, home, health--but since you’re the guy, there’s nothing written saying she can’t find those things in Cornish with you.” “But I’m immortal and I can’t think of living when she’s gone.” “Then maybe she won’t go. She’s half Zilosec, maybe the half that lives on is the part she’ll hone. Cady hasn’t even scratched the surface of the power she’s capable of.” David looked at him--the twin who started life in the same womb as his one true love--and knew if Colt saw it, felt it, it was true. Like something crazed and needy, David lunged for the house, threw open the door, grabbed her tight as she stood talking with Laura in the living room. “Do you love me?” he asked, not caring that Laura and Colt and the damn Yorkshire Terrier looked on. “I do,” she whispered, startled but sincere. “And you’ll go wherever I need you?” “You know I will.” He kissed her then, blocked out everything from Colt draping an arm around his wife to the cuckoo who’d once again started to sing as he slipped his tongue in Cady’s mouth and coaxed it to dance. “Marry me,” he whispered. “I will,” she whispered back, nibbling his lip, swatting a tear. “Anywhere, anytime.” “Do you understand that though I can allow you some time here, we’ll have to actually live in Cornish? Can you live with that, Cady?” “Oh, David, do you even need to ask?” He smiled against her as Laura and Colt clapped. Cady laughed when he swung her around. “I was so wrong about so much,” he muttered. “Understandable, Mr. Janello. It’s the height of tax season and you’ve got a lot on 32

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your mind.” “You’re damn right about that, Librarian Badman, I guess I shouldn’t be so tough on myself.” “I’ll be Mrs. Janello soon if you don’t mind.” He kissed her deep and true and stood gaping as she suddenly pulled away. “Did I ever tell you that the organized librarian in me just loves a man that deals in numbers?” she asked and he wrenched her to his mouth to show his appreciation. It was long moments later before they realized Colt and Laura were making their way to the door. Cady pulled from David. “I’m sorry,” she said as she gently touched her lips. “Let me get you something. We still have stroganoff!” Colt shook his head and held Laura’s coat as she slipped it on. “We’ll see you soon. You guys have a lot to talk about.” He saluted, Laura blew a kiss Cady’s way and then they were gone. Cady turned to David. He was here, it was true, he was finally hers. He gently touched a piece of her hair. “I won’t always be an accountant, you know.” “I know that.” “So the number thing--” She slinked to his side, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in to rest against her forehead. “It doesn’t matter, David. Accountant, chef, rock star, deep sea diver, exotic dancer...” He gave a sexy laugh and tugged her closer. He kissed her a kiss of a lifetime before she suddenly pulled away. “I take that back,” she said and met his eyes. “The exotic dancer would piss me off.” “I’m fucking glad about that, Cady,” he said, his lips hovering above hers. “So fucking glad.”

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About the Author

Emma Bruce has been writing sizzly romance for three years. THE LUSTY ZILOSECS marks her first turn at crafting a sexy series! When not busy steaming up her office windows, she’s at home in Upstate New York with her husband and three children.

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