Hadaen [The Marujan Brothers Series] Book One by Hannah888 Page B

high shade of red and it was
then that Hadaen realized he was only dressed in his underwear. She
cleared her throat. "I packed a few necessities."
    "I need a gun," Amelia's voice came.
And all three turned to look at her. She was facing him now, her
face glowing with a radiance he hadn't seen in centuries. It
satisfied him greatly to see her wearing her necklace again. She
was truly back. Hadaen was pretty sure it was obvious how excited
he was. His cock jumped to attention, straining against the spandex
of his boxers-briefs. Her gaze travelled over him distastefully.
"Using our powers unnecessarily is going to be a drain. And it's
going to give our location away. If we run into any bad guys--and
I'm sure we will--firearms will suffice."
    "She's right," Esyth said. "We should
all invest in weapons. Deorci will feed on the energy our powers
release and that will only make him stronger. We cannot take that
chance."
    Gideon stood and downed the rest of
his beer. "I agree. I know someone who can help in that area."
Hadaen narrowed his eyes at him. "What? I've made a few friends
over the years unlike you, you fucking hermit."
    Amelia smiled lazily and shot Gideon a
wink. Esyth concealed a grin. He didn't find his brother's words
amusing one bit. The only thing that really had his attention at
the moment was the sight of her. She was back.
    Moving towards her, Hadaen groaned as
the pain in his cock intensified. He was thinking with his balls
again. The same way he had seven centuries ago when she had ran
away from him. But he didn't care. If he didn't touch her, he'd
explode into a million pieces. "I've been dying for you to
remember..." And he ran his palms over her arms, reveling in the
sweet softness of her skin and taking her in. Amelia was dressed in
a tight navy tank-top which was tucked inside the waist of
low-riding cargo pants. He wondered where she got the clothes from;
Esyth had proven to be very efficient since the previous night. He
thought she'd never looked sexier; he could just come all over
himself.
    The look she gave him made his balls
shrivel. "The faster you release me, the less likely I'll be to cut
your fucking balls off."
    He could feel the cool metal pressing
sharply against his loins. The slightest move would have him
staring down at his own testicles on the floor. A slow whistle came
from Gideon at his left. Esyth groaned and dropped her head into
her hands.
    A smile curved Hadaen's lips. He was
going to have a grand time with her. Removing his hands from her
person and holding them up where she could see them, he backed away
slowly. It was then that he saw the large blade of the Chef's knife
as she placed it down on the counter. She then walked pass all
three of them.
    "I'm ready when you are," she muttered
and disappeared from his view.

    * * *
    H adaen maneuvered the black SUV out into the streets, heading
into the heart of traffic. The morning was somewhat calm, the
weather promising. Sun showed its way past the gentle sweep of the
clouds as the orange-ish hue of dawn started to recede from the
sky. Gideon sat in the passenger seat next to him, mentally
scanning ahead and behind them for any signs of danger. He wore
dark sunglasses to conceal the silvery-red glow in his
eyes.
    Adjusting the rear-view mirror, Hadaen
checked the vehicles behind them just to be sure. Everything seemed
fine. He then glanced at Amelia who was seated behind Gideon, her
face turned and was looking absently through the window. What he'd
give for just an ounce of her thoughts. Her protector, Esyth, was
trying to make contact with the others in Lensai.
    "Anything?" he asked her.
    "Not yet," she replied without
breaking focus. "The differences in our dimensions seem to be
interfering with my signals. I'm sure I'll reach someone
soon."
    Gideon grunted and removed his
glasses, his eyes returning to a pale shade of gray. "The coast is
clear. At least for now."
    "Something's still biting at me
though," Hadaen pointed out, pulling