Race to Destiny 4 by Jana Leigh Page A

human she always dreamed of an extravagant proposal, but with the these two, she imagined so much more, later , she thought, she would insist on at least a romantic dinner later .  “Just saying, later I expect something more romantic, like a horse drawn carriage and stuff like that.”
    Striker rose slowly so as not to frighten her more than she already was, he could hear her heart pounding and was worried for her health.  He took a seat beside her on the couch.  He looked to Eric and nodded to Mia's other side.  Eric took it and he turned her to face Striker, wrapping his arms around her waist.  She immediately leaned back against him and he kissed the side of her neck that had been injured , knowing Striker would prefer to bite her uninjured side.
    Striker looked into Mia's eyes and said, "This will not hurt you , Mia, it will actually be enjoyable.  We will make sure it is so.  As for later, you can damn well expect something a bit more private and personal."
    Mia nodded and held out her arms to Striker in an appeal for him to go to her.  He took her offering and moved into the circle of her arms.  He kissed her lips, softly at first, and then he became more demanding.  He ran his tongue along the seam of her lips, requesting entry and when she opened to him, he felt elated at her surrender.  Eric had moved his hands around to her front and was caressing her breasts through her t-shirt as they kissed.  Striker moved his hands south, caressing her through her jeans, pressing his finger to her clit as he continued to kiss her.
    When he could hear her heartbeat had slowed and her breathing had sped up, he knew she was becoming aroused instead of being frightened.  He slowly released her lips and kissed along her cheek, making eye contact with Eric.  Then he moved to the other cheek and slowly down to her neck.  There he let his incisors out to slowly and gently pierce her skin.  He heard her gasp right before she began to moan and writhe in his arms. He and Eric both kept up their ministrations as she climaxed in their arms while he took a bit of her blood.
    He only took enough for a proper exchange and then slowly slid his fangs from her, licking the wounds to seal them shut.  Then he pulled back and sank his teeth into his wrist, thinking this was the best way for her to feed and offered it to her.  Mia took his wrist in her dainty hands and brought it to her mouth.  When her lips closed over the wound and began to suck lightly, Striker almost came in his pants.  The feeling was euphoric and he sent it along the connection he had with Eric, hearing him gasp when it hit him.
    He snapped back to himself when he heard Mia moan as she continued to suck on his wrist.  He knew she had had enough and gently pulled his wrist from her.  She murmured a protest but let it go.  He licked the wound to seal it and then kissed her on her lips.  They all sat back on the couch in a cuddle of sorts, saying nothing as they felt everything when the connection began to blossom.

Chapter Thirteen
     
     
    Mia must have fallen asleep at some point on the couch as she felt a rumble under her cheek.  Then she heard Eric and Striker talking about the plane due soon.  She slowly sat up and realized she was a bit dizzy.  She put her hand to her head to try to stop the swimming.  Had the blood exchange done this to her ? she wondered.
    'No, love, you are probably dizzy from hunger.  It's been since lunch yesterday that you ate ,’ Striker said.
    'Yes, it's now four in the morning ,’ Eric said.
    Mia's mouth dropped open in shock as she was looking at both men sitting at the table in front of her and neither had moved their mouths.  How was that possible ? she thought in shock.  What was happening to her ?
    "Stay calm, Mia ,” Striker said aloud as he stood and moved to sit beside her.  "It is part of the exchange.  We can now talk telepathically."
    Mia thought about what he said.  " Wow, it’s like having another