As much as the blood really was helping Mamoru be at university and get a hold of his hybrid urges, this was still his favorite way to deal with them. Usagi was with him between a long class break, and he had her pressed up against the med building in an out-of-the-way corner. He was kissing and biting her, and his hands held onto her tightly. He was entirely enveloped by her scent, and it was intoxicating.
He pulled back and looked into her eyes. All the passion and desire he felt was simmering on the surface. "I'm so different now."
Usagi caresses his cheek, "maybe, but are you unhappy?"
"No! I'm so happy. But, what is with the maybe?"
"Did you have a girlfriend before me?"
Mamoru rolled his eyes, "you know I didn't."
"So, how are you so sure how you would behave as a human? Actually, as a human, you carried around a chess piece to keep me close in a way, then you made love to me, having me move in, and then you died to be with me forever."
He pressed their foreheads together. "Good point. Physical touch is just so new to me."
"Yes," she agreed, "but it's not unique due to your hybrid status. Physical touch changed with me coming into your life. Yes, everything is more heightened, but the change was us finding each other."
Mamoru rocked his hard cock against her core. "You definitely affect me, Usako." He kissed down along her hairline to her ear and whispered. "As strange as this all is to me, I find I wouldn't change anything. It's exciting being out here with you pressed against the building." He grabbed her breast and moaned. "And so addicting."
She giggled, which turned into a moan when he pressed his cock against her again. "Mamo-chan, I love you so much."
"I love you too, Usako."
She wiggled in his embrace, and he moaned from the friction on his cock. "Now, now," he jokingly chided. "You don't want to be doing that, Usa."
She put on a fake innocent look, "why? What is it that I did?"
He leaned forward and whispered to her, "you are pushing my limits here. And worse, you're doing it on purpose, my naughty little bunny rabbit."
She rubbed her core against his cock while locking eyes with him. "And what are you threatening to do about it, Mamo-chan?"
He fisted her hair, tipping her neck back with it, and sunk his teeth into her porcelain skin. He drank deeply from her and ground his cock against her. When he released her neck, he said, "I want to make love to you against this building right now."
He groaned and set her down, then stepped back. "I lose myself with you, Usako. I'm at school and…" He trailed off because she had a huge beaming smile. "What?"
"I'm so proud of you!" She got up on her toes and kissed his cheek. "Tonight, you get to have me however you want. I'm yours to play with. It's your reward and my apology."
"Apology?"
"Yeah, I was pushing you hard on purpose. But it was only because you are struggling with your strong desires. I was making a point. You have more control than you give yourself credit for. If you didn't, you would have had sex with me against the building."
He grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. "You're a minx. You don't fight fair."
"No, but I won. I proved you are learning control. Go easier on yourself."
He kissed the top of her head. "Tonight, you're mine to play with, and I won't be holding back."
Mina was lying on Kunzite's bed as he lay beside her, leaning over her. He was running his fingers through her silky hair. She smiled up at him and said, "I enjoy being here, just laying next to you."
"Good. You are my Mate."
She shrugged, "yeah, but it's not like we had some big romance before we got together. You claimed me, and then we had epic sex. Don't get me wrong. It was hot!"
He chuckled, "well, with how sexy you are, I didn't feel like waiting. I was the last to find my mate, and I knew how perfect the others were for each other. I just trusted that."
"And?" she pressed.
"And I had been part of an organization that blew up cops, children, and the elderly. Life sucked, even though I was working against them, and then you were there. I wanted to grab onto the good in life. It was my pack mates, the girls, being on the same side as Usagi, and then you. I needed to cling to hope and the future, and you are my future." He leaned down and kissed her forehead. "I need you."
She closed her eyes. "I feel like I have been fighting on my own for so long. Actually, I have been. It's so nice to have you by my side."
"Even though you had a file on me and were interested in killing me?" He teased her.
"Even then," she sassed.
He shook his head. "There's something wrong with me. I kinda find that hot. The idea of your righteous anger is alluring."
"It doesn't bother you that I've killed a lot of werewolves?"
He laughed. "No. Sorry, but Usagi has killed way more than you have, and I was more than willing to work with her. That isn't a hang-up of mine. Plus," he said with lust-filled eyes. "I'd put up with a hell of a lot for hot sex with you."
He leaned down and claimed her lips, and kissed her passionately. "I refuse to lose out on you for any reason."
She sighed happily at his words. She then said, "I took a long lunch break today, but I do have to be back. Time for sex, then I have to go." He didn't argue in the least with her as she spread her legs.
Nephrite hadn't been kidding when he told Makoto he knew a guy who could get them into a fight club. The truth was he knew the man who ran the whole thing. She had loved watching them fight, and today, Nephrite showed up at her place with flowers and a smile.
When she answered the door, he said, "he put out the code. Fights start in forty-eight minutes; want to go?"
She quickly found a vase for the flowers he brought and then went to change. She had been baking and had flour and cake batter on her shirt.
She put on a tight black skirt and a green top that showed her midriff. She then added red heels and some darker makeup. Yeah, it was the middle of the day, but she wanted Nephrite to be able to show her off. The pride he had in her was evident, and she reviled in it.
He checked her out as she came out of her bedroom. "Well, aren't you sexy?"
She shrugged nervously and said, "I like it when you show me off. It makes me feel pretty."
"Oh, Makoto, if only you knew how sexy you really are. Still, I am a huge fan of you dressed like that. Just don't expect me to behave in public. Not with a siren, like you, by my side."
"Who said I wanted you to behave?" She asked huskily.
Nephrite was loving his idea; he was feeling pretty damn smug as they watched the fights. Makoto was leaning up against his chest. His hard cock was pressed against her ass, and his hand was on her bare stomach, holding her to him possessively.
All the while, she was cheering, watching the man she had bet on beat the tar out of the bigger guy he was up against. He found out she had excellent instincts when it came to assessing fighters. She didn't lose a bet.
She watched the bigger guy in the fight get knocked out, and while everyone was cheering, she ground her ass against his cock. He was having the best time being utterly sexually tortured.
As they learned that the house wouldn't be taking bets from her anymore, she was just too damn good at it, she whispered into Nephrite's ear. "The guy with the yakuza tattoo is going to get his ass kicked this time."
Nephrite whispered back, "and what's the bet between us?"
"What are you willing to lose?" she asked cheekily.
He caressed her stomach. "If the tattoo guy loses, you move in with me."
"How does that work in your mind?"
He huskily whispered, "you can have my body any time you want that way." She rolled her eyes exaggeratedly in response. Three minutes later, the fight was over, and Makoto was moving in.
Beryl sat in the oversized chair in her office behind her desk. Rubeus was standing to the side, leaning on the bookcase, and Balm was sitting in a chair across from Beryl, giving an update on how things were progressing. "I've had hackers and private investigators sent out. They are all searching for your Endymion. With a unique name like that, it should be easy."
Rubeus laughed. "Idiot. That wouldn't still be his name."
"But Beryl kept her name," she objected, looking at him in annoyance.
Beryl rolled her eyes, "no, I remembered my name and shed my inferior identity." She refuses to tell anyone she was born poor in a small village in Russia and had been named Olga.
Balm blushed heavily and started typing on her phone, changing her instructions. She then looked up at Beryl. "I, ugh… I am working on getting the ashes delivered as you ordered. They will be here a day ahead of schedule."
"Good," Beryl replied, leaning back in her chair. "You may go and continue the preparations for them to arrive here."
As Balm rushed out, Rubeus sauntered over to Beryl. "That dress looks so sexy on you."
She smirked. "You have proved to be a very satisfying hire. Although, I doubt Diamond had the same use for your talents that I do."
Rubeus shook his head. "His sister was filling that role for him. Emerald was infatuated with him, and he liked sex. I think she was just a way to scratch an itch for him."
"Well, talk about keeping it all in the family." She shook her head. "What do you have to report?"
He sat down on the chair Balm had vacated. "I eliminated all those who weren't genuinely loyal to you."
"And?" she prompted.
He smirked and leaned back in his chair. "Well, I was hoping you'd let me get my cock in you again."
She stood and walked towards the door. "Coming? I could go for a dirty fuck right now."