Kamali's Courage [Sisters of the Circle] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read online

  Chapter 4

  She sounded so different in that moment that it took Ezekiel a couple of seconds to reply.

  “Of course, but seeing as how I was planning to have the meeting here in my office, I believe we should switch venues. The temptation to see you bend over that desk is awfully tantalizing. I can only imagine what a seductive sight it will be when I finally claim that tight little ass of yours. Can you imagine, Kamali, what it will feel like when I penetrate you from behind? Would you like that love? To have me impale you so hard that it feels like I’m breaking you in two? You will come so hard around my cock that nothing, and no one, will ever measure up to it.”

  Kamali let out a soft whimper, and Ezekiel could see her hard nipples poking from that sexy halter top of hers. For a moment, he considered saying fuck the meeting and tearing her clothes back off her body. However, something told him that if he went ahead with his plan, then yes, she would cooperate, but when the sexual frenzy finally faded, he would be in some serious shit with his mate.

  “Come on love. It’s time to go and have this meeting.”

  * * * *

  Walking out the door to the office, Kamali contemplated how much had changed in the last hour.

  Well at least I got a mate with the body of a god, she thought.

  Imagining all of the things that a man as experienced as Ezekiel probably knew, shivers started to race through her body and down her spine.

  Kamali was certainly no virgin, but on the other hand, she had only ever been with Daniel. Her once-best friend had opened Kamali up to the world of passion. He had been her first, and in a way, she had loved him, and Kamali knew a part of her heart would always be held by him. Nonetheless, Ezekiel was her future. Looking up at him as they walked down the hall, she couldn’t keep the smile off her face as a rush of heat encompassed her cheeks. He looked down and noticed her red face and sassy smile and smiled back.

  “What has you so happy, love?”

  Kamali was pretty sure that it would not go over very well if she told him about Daniel, so she just answered with a shrug.

  Ezekiel looked down at her through narrowed eyes and she suddenly had an irrational fear that he could hear exactly what she had’ thinking. But that couldn’t be possible.

  “No, love. I can’t hear what you’re thinking. Right now I’m only getting hints. Soon, when our bond has grown stronger, I will be able to hear you more clearly. You will also be able to hear me, which will be a great way for us to communicate.”

  Kamali couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Nobody ever said anything about a psychic connection with her mate. Oh, she was definitely going to have a long talk with her mother when she talked to her next.

  “Shit, how do I block you? Because that is one thing I can live without. I accept we’re mates, and I promise not to fight that, but for crying out loud! I refuse to have my head rifled through by a complete stranger!”

  “A stranger you say?” Leaning down, he bumped noses with Kamali and whispered, “Tell me, mate, would you fuck a complete stranger that you just met but won’t even consider the positives of being able to communicate telepathically with the one person meant for you?” He claimed her mouth in a vicious kiss that more resembled someone marking their territory than offering comfort to his lover’s body. When he finally pulled away, Ezekiel had to keep his arms around her until the shaking and shivers of arousal finally ended.

  “Don’t forget, Kamali, when you agreed to be with me, you signed your life over to me. I claimed you and now I will spend the rest of eternity worshiping your glorious body like it deserves. All I ask is that you allow me to protect you, to love you, and to care for you in every way imaginable. I want you to lean on me, seek my support and comfort, and above all else, allow me to treat you like the goddess you are.”

  Kamali couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Never had a man made her so aroused with just words. She idly wondered if the man always spouted sweet words to his conquests but quickly dismissed the idea. This was her mate, the other half of her soul, and the person who would stand by her as she and her sisters completed the new circle.

  Pulling on her carefully controlled “I’m in charge so let’s get down to business” face, Kamali said, “Let’s go meet with your top advisors, the ones who you had originally meant to be in the meeting with us. The sooner we discuss what needs to be brought forth, the sooner we can talk about the more personal matters that have cropped up.” Kamali knew her tone wasn’t the best, and her sister Pyralis said her diplomat face, or “The Look” as it was more frequently referred to, looked like she was ready to command an army of soldiers, all the while doing the coven’s taxes and baking a cake. Now to someone who didn’t know Kamali, that wouldn’t sound like such a hard thing, at least the cake part? However, when it came to Kamali Zalika, future high priestess and controller of the element spirit, well let’s just say people’s health is put in danger every time she enters a kitchen.

  She couldn’t help the chuckle that came out when remembering all the incidents over the years, all starting when she was a little girl. When Kamali was seven years old, the coven had an elderly woman name Liz visit every few months. Now Liz was an amazing cook and could make anything, from the best fried chicken to gourmet cuisine to a five-tiered birthday cake. Liz tried to teach all the kids, girls and boys together, how to make simple dishes. She always said it didn’t matter if you were male or female. Everybody ate so everybody should contribute. Well, Kamali was giving the duty of breaking the eggs and putting them in the bowel. Unfortunately, nobody actually said to separate the egg yolk from the shells, so she would break eggs on the bowl and then throw the whole thing into the mixing bowl. No one had caught on to what was happening until people started tasting the nasty cake. That was only the start of Kamali’s unfortunate events concerning her culinary skills. Now, whenever she wanted to eat something besides a cold cut sandwich and ramen, she had all of her favorite restaurants on speed dial.

  A sound broke her out of her thoughts and she noticed Ezekiel’s shoulders shaking as he walked a few paces in front of her, leading the way to the conference room down the hall from his personal office. Kamali heard a snorted laugh escape him and suddenly realized that he was laughing at her. Grr, stupid vampire must have been listening to her thoughts again. Hmm, Kamali considered the rewards and repercussions of placing a temporary spell on him to not allow his cock to get hard for a certain amount of time.

  Kaia, her younger sister who was also the controller of earth in the circle, dabbed her hands in the art of creating new spells and revamping old, existing spells when needed. Kamali was always impressed when she came up with a new spell and her favorite, the one she at least had been meaning to try out, was a spell that was the aftereffect of when Kaia was attacked a few years ago. Help had gotten there in time but it had certainly freaked her little sister out. She came up with a spell that, combined with strong intentions and emotions, made a man unable to get aroused.

  “Don’t even think about it, mate. You would miss this way too much to harm me in that way.” Grabbing her, Ezekiel rubbed his still hard length against her and she shuddered, feeling her nipples harden and her pussy leak.

  “Mm, maybe you’re right, but at least you know I’m capable of it.” Eyes closed, she felt him start to grind against her, making her even wetter. Suddenly, all she wanted was for him to pound his cock into her. She didn’t even care if they missed the meeting.

  “I know, love, but we can’t miss it. I promise that as soon as the meeting’s over, I will gladly ravish your body. Be patient, my love. Soon you will be experiencing more pleasure than you ever imagined”

  Whirling around to stand directly in his path, she replied, “Okay, we really need to have a serious discussion about boundaries. Stop reading my mind already.”

  “Love, I am not listening to your thoughts. I can smell the scent of your arousal so clearly it is making it difficult to even have a mundane discussion such as this.”


  Kamali’s face turned bright red and with a huff, she stomped down the hall toward the end door. Throwing it open, she stomped only to suddenly come to a halt as about ten pair of eyes turned toward her in complete silence in response to her grand entrance.

  Oh, shit!

  Chapter 5

  Standing there frozen in the doorway, staring at the people present with an open, gaping mouth like a fish probably was not the best way for Kamali to introduce herself to the vampire elders and council. However, she was sure that under the circumstances that she could be forgiven because, damn, they were all the most mouth-wateringly, sexalicious creatures that have graced this earth. She may now be a mated woman, but even still, she could admire a work of art. Kamali was sure that her mate wouldn’t flip too much…

  Suddenly, a snarl so vicious ripped through the room, scaring the hell out of everyone present.

  Kamali turned to Ezekiel and snapped, “Knock it off. I was just admiring how good-looking vampires seemed to be. I can still guarantee you that you’re the most handsome man that I’ve ever seen, and I am proud to be on your arm.”

  He seemed to calm down a fraction after that, so she turned back to the others in the room and announced, “My name is Kamali Zalika, future high priestess of the circle of Lumina, and mate to your coven leader Ezekiel. If we could all have a seat and get this meeting started, it would be much appreciated.”

  Striding to the front of the room and taking a seat in one of the most comfy chairs she had ever sat on, Kamali waited for the others to also take a seat around the giant, round table that dominated the conference room.

  Folding her hands together on top of the table, she put ‘The Look’ on once again and announced, “Shall we begin?”

  * * * *

  Ezekiel couldn’t help staring at his beautiful mate while she visibly became a different person. His passionate mate was now portraying a cool demeanor meant to give the people on the receiving end a clue that she meant business.

  Walking in behind her, Ezekiel took a seat to her right as the others of his coven filed around and took seats facing them.

  “Okay, first, for those who do not know me, my name is Kamali Zalika. I have been assigned by the council as this territory’s vates. If any of you have any questions or concerns, please come to me. I will try to answer as best as I can.”

  Ezekiel turned and watched as Jacob, one of his younger coven members raised his hand and asked, “What does vates mean?”

  Kamali smiled at him and said, “It’s just a fancy way of saying seer or prophetess. It’s a title, kind of like you would call a man President so-and-so, or General so-and-so.”

  Nodding in understanding, Jacob put his hand down and suddenly the silence in the room overtook everything else. Getting to his feet, Ezekiel turned to his coven, and when all eyes were on him, he made the announcement.

  “So as most of you can probably tell, Kamali Zalika is my mate and as such she has taken on the role, not only of Vates but of princess of this coven. I expect you all to respect and protect her as such.” Ezekiel could practically feel his mate shoot him the evil eye as he continued. “I will be choosing her guard soon but until then, Brock and James, you are her new bodyguards. I don’t have to explain what will happen should anything befall her, do I?”

  The twin guards quickly shook their heads with terrified looks on their faces and Ezekiel couldn’t help but inwardly laugh. Brock and James were twin natural vampires whose mother had been a human and their father had been vampire. They were both 105, young in the night world but when in comparison to a human, they were very old. However, both looked no older than thirty, with dark brown hair and bright blue eyes. They were well-muscled, with broad shoulders like a football player and could be considered quite handsome.

  Shit! Maybe it wasn’t a good idea for him to assign Brock and James. They were, after all, quite skilled at seducing females. Ezekiel couldn’t help the snarl that escaped from between his lips and suddenly everyone had their eyes on him.

  “Oh, give me a break! I’m not even reading your mind and I can tell what you’re thinking!” Kamali’s voice exclaimed in the silence that had befallen on the conference room.

  She walked over to him and put her arms around his waist. Instantly, the blood rage subsided as he cuddled her close to his body, smothering his scent all over her.

  “Listen, I am only interested in you, okay? I just met you, but the idea of being even apart for a couple of minutes hurts. So please, stop thinking that I am going to fall for the dimple twins over there. Besides, I still have some ideas of positions to use on that huge desk in your office that we have yet to try out.” ”As she talked, Ezekiel felt her hand creep down over his chest until she had brought her hand down over his raging erection that felt like it was about to break through his zipper. She cupped his length tighter and suddenly, he had to have her.

  Picking her up, he raced down the hall back toward his office, altogether ignoring the loud laughs that were coming from the room behind him. Ezekiel decided that he could just kill his coven later, that nothing was more important than his little minx of a mate in his arms.

  Chapter 6

  Kamali couldn’t believe this man. Yes, they were mates, yes, they were going to be together forever, and yes, they would have children. That’s just what mated couples did, right? However the big dumb idiot got his brain to overwork, which caused all these crazy thoughts about her going and pulling a runaway bride moment with the dimple twins. Kamali knew their names but, holy moly, they were hot! Big, wide shoulders and the bluest eyes she had ever seen graced the features of those two hunks.

  Her poor mate, however, took this into account, and she knew that he was about to attack them just because he had an overactive imagination. So what is a girl supposed to do in situations like these? Bring on the sex! She would willingly give this to her mate to avoid bloodshed and massacre. It would be a trial, all those hard muscles and that long thick cock that would soon be pounding into her... Fuck, she was turned on!

  When Ezekiel got to his office, he gently put her down and as she slid down his body, she decided to show her mate just how much she wanted him. Kamali quickly got on her knees before he could say anything and swiftly opened his jeans. He made a sound in the back of his throat that caused her pussy to gush and a moan of need escaped her own mouth. For a moment, she just stared, admiring his long, sleek member that was pulsing in her hand.

  Finally having mercy on him, she took him into her mouth and started sucking like her life depended on it.

  “Fuck! Baby, slow down a little. Pl...Aahh, please, baby.”

  Not taking even an ounce of mercy on him, she swallowed around his throbbing cock and he swore again. Finally giving in, he started pumping faster and faster, making little grunts that made her slit even wetter, if that was at all possible. Kamali let out a moan as she tasted his pre-cum and reached up to play with his balls.

  “Shit!” he screamed as he finally lost his load, shooting his cum to the back of her throat and she swallowed all of it, wasting none of her delicious treat.

  Exhausted, they collapsed on the soft carpet of the office and held each other, her tucked into his body heat with him holding her as if she was the most precious and fragile person in this world. Kamali had to admit to herself that she liked the way it made her feel. It gave her a sense of belonging and rightness, as if she had just been on a long journey and had finally found her way home.

  Suddenly, a knock on the door broke the two lovers out of their peaceful moment. Kamali wondered who that could be, especially since the coven had clearly known what would be happening since their leader had practically carted her off, caveman-style. She had to give the man credit that he hadn’t screamed “mine!” and beat his chest.

  She watched as Ezekiel stood from the floor, zipped his pants back up and walked to the door. He opened the door a crack so that whoever was out there couldn’t see her and she tried to listen to what was being sa
id, but they were talking too low for her to hear. Stupid vampires. Getting to her feet, she contemplated all the ways to get back at him for not including her. Kamali had plenty of ideas, many of them revolving around his nicely-shaped cock and an egg beater. Or a cheese grater.

  ‘Love, if you want to know what is being said, all you have to do is listen to my mind. Open up and let the emotions flood you. I don’t want my second-in-command to see you, because you are just newly claimed and smell like me. However, I would never intentionally keep anything from you, for you are my one true love, my mate, and my queen.’

  Kamali was so startled to hear his voice in her head that she let out a squeak that sounded like a cat getting its tail stepped on.

  Considering she was starting to hear voices in her head, and the fact that she knew the voices were actually real people, or in this case person, she decided to listen to the advice that he had given her. Taking a deep breath, Kamali calmed down and focused on letting her thoughts and emotions drift to him. It didn’t seem to be working until finally she could hear him.

  ‘There you are love. I was wondering when you would join me.’

  She didn’t screech this time, but only jumped a little in place. Turning to him she realized that the conversation was already over between the two vampires as her mate watched her with an amused expression on his too-beautiful-to-be-real angelic face.

  Kamali’s face heated as Ezekiel let out a booming laugh.

  Damn, he must be reading my head.

  Still chuckling, he quickly shook his head and says “No, no, no. I wasn’t “reading your head” as you so eloquently put it, but sweetheart, you were practically shoving your thoughts at me. I couldn’t help but to listen. However, I do believe we need to discuss this penchant you have which involves you leaning toward bodily harm and violence when angered.”