Free Blood Entangled by Amber Belldene Page A

were huge and wild with lust. “Skin. Against skin. You. In my mouth.”
    It was exactly what Pedro wanted to hear, and his own cock jumped in agreement. But wouldn’t it be even better to leave Lucas hard up, to walk away and show his control? Only, damn if he didn’t have a vampire-grade hard-on. Apparently his ears and nose weren’t the only things that worked better now.
    “Pedro, please.”
    Madre de Dios . Lucas’s hungry rasp made him tingle all over, the begging better than any orgasm, vampire-grade or not.
    He flung his leg over Lucas, straddling his chest. If he sprung his cock from his pants, Lucas could wrap his lips around it in no time. He kept his left hand on Lucas’s hard length and moved the other to his own fly. With one hand on each of Pedro’s thighs, Lucas looked up and licked his lips. Seeing that red tongue almost changed Pedro’s mind. He bit down on his own, slung his other leg over Lucas, and hopped off the bed.
    Shocked, Lucas looked like a kid whose lollipop had been taken away. But he recovered quickly, and his eyes went sharp in his flushed face. “Feels good to have power over me?”
    Pedro looked away from him and tucked his erection into his jeans.
    “I think you’re making a mistake,” Lucas said.
    “Really? Are you that good at sucking cock?”
    “Good enough. But, from what I’ve heard around the kitchen table, you’re stuck with that hard-on, while I can finish myself off with a few quick strokes.”
    Oh shit. Forgot about that. It was lesson number two for the baby vampire—Sorry, But Now You are Unable to Masturbate. It came right after the first lesson, which Andre called The Things that Kill Us.
    Yes, his epic erection might be an epic problem. But Lucas’s desperate plea made it worth it. Right? “Don’t worry about me. Knowing you’ll be thinking of me when you finish is satisfaction enough.”
    Pedro left, hoping his words were true. He walked into Kos’s office to find him talking into the air. Must be on speakerphone . Andre and Zoey stood around the desk.
    When she glanced at him, he mouthed, “Bel?”
    She nodded.
    “Bel, Pedro’s just joined us, and he’s looking much plumper. Did you finally feed?” Kos asked.
    Pedro reached into his pocket to pull out his wallet. “Yeah. I fed. Bel, I’m laying a crisp one hundred dollar bill in Kos’s hand for safekeeping. It’s yours. I lost a bet.”
    “We didn’t make a bet,” Bel said.
    “When you told me the worst part of being a vampire was not being able to…uh, you know. I thought, ‘I’d bet him a million bucks there are worse things.’ Turns out, I was wrong.”
    Kos exploded in laughter.
    Zoey’s mouth gaped, and she stared at Pedro’s bulge, until Andre covered her eyes. “No ogling,” he said.
    Bel coughed. “Keep your money, dude. I didn’t bet you anything.”
    “It’s also not a million dollars. Just take the money and let me eat crow.”
    “Fine. Let’s finish this up so I can get back to the lab.” Bel’s voice crackled over the speaker.
    “Can you start over from the beginning for Pedro’s sake?” Andre asked.
    “Just admit you need him to explain it again,” Zoey said.
    He glowered at her until she wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his cheek. Pedro bit his lip to hide a smile. Poor Andre. He had a house full of smartasses on his hands. It was quite a coincidence. Maybe he actually liked it.
    Bel cleared his throat, making the line crackle. “Okay, here’s the simple version. For some reason, there is gold in Blood Vine, and in Hunter blood. I’ve managed to isolate the molecule containing the gold, and now I’m trying to determine what the hell it is.”
    Zoey nodded impatiently. “But, what does it do?”
    “No clue, and it could take years of research to find out.”
    She pouted. “I guess we’ll have to keep Lucas around as a guinea pig.”
    If she meant it to be funny, no one laughed.
    “We need him to feed Pedro regardless.” The stark