Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers-Chapter 456: Nerissa’s Power

(Author’s POV)

"Yeahhh~ ... hmmm~ ... yessssss~ ..." the guy named Xander whispered huskily. He was enjoying this so much.

Nerissa seemed pleased. A crafty smile played on her wet, glossy lips. Her pink lipstick was smudged all over her mouth as she uttered, "So, our boss likes this sort of things~ ... hmm."

"How can I not~ ... when it’s from youuuuuu~ ..." a laboured breath escaped his mouth.

"Then, I will~ ... make you feel even better," she hummed beside his ear. Trailing her hand down, she lowered it to his torso. Her hands lingered for a while on those washboard like abs. He was a shapeshifting bear, so he was fit and fine as wine.

After that, her hand landed directly on the zipper of his pants. Beneath the clothing, the hot stiffness was eager to get out and free.

All of a sudden, she stopped any movement as she pulled from the kiss, her eyes locking with his. "Boss Xander~ ...."

"Ummhmmm," he hummed while licking his lips. "What is it?" He was buried in this euphoric feeling; he wasn’t thinking straight at all.

Nerissa rubbed her hand up and down, in slow motion, the heat radiating from the place. "When I came here~ ... I saw a new customer~ ...."

"There are many. Who are you talking about?" he asked, as her hand movement was making him lose his mind.

"I don’t know his name~ ... but he seems to be a human," she added.

"Ohhh~ ... you are talking about that old man," Xander said. "What of him? Does he interest you?"

"Ummhmm~ ... he does, but not more than you, of course." With her other hand, she traced his Adam’s apple. "But~ ... why did he come to such a dilapidated, dangerous place~ ...." She asked.

"How would I know~ ...." he said, then his eyes narrowed. "Are you doing all this to get information from me about him? huh" he asked, getting suspicious.

While giving a hand job to the reception guy, she had derived information that the owner of the Inn Gladiators’, John’s boss, had been taking care of Chris’s doppelganger personally. Of course, Nerissa immediately knew Xander would be getting a handsome amount; he wouldn’t even least bit concerned for a mere human being. Honestly, no one in Gouldland would be.

’There has to be something Xander knows about his purpose of visit,’ she thought and decided to get more information from the owner before approaching Chris herself.

"Yes, I am," she answered truthfully.

Xander frowned, deepening as he pushed her back. Despite his character, he was a tight-lipped person. To get information out of him was a task of its own. Nerissa remained unfazed as she grabbed his collar and pulled him again, "Are you jealous, ummm? He kept mum and just stared at her. To smooth things over, she exhaled a breath and added, "How can I not be interested, huhh? This isn’t a place for a human being to come. So, I got curious, that’s all."

Nerissa caressed his forehead to even out the wrinkles forming on it, "The frown doesn’t suit you, Xander. If you don’t want, I won’t pester you." She batted her eyelashes at him, flirtatiously.

Xander kept on staring at her for a while, while her sharp, manicured nails lingered on his cheek. All of a sudden, he hissed, "Ughhh~ ...."

Startled, Nerissa said, "Ohhh, I am so sorry. My nail, it scratched your face," She leaned forward to lick the few droplets of blood that had formed. She sucked on it, and soon the wound disappeared completely. "See, I healed you~ ..." she chimed. "Now, Xandy, you owe me one."

Xander’s frown faded. He was about to resume their little affair when his partner’s voice came from not too far, "Xander~ .... Xan babe, where are you?" Even after hearing her, he wanted to continue, but Nerissa pushed him, "She is looking for you."

"Let her look. She won’t be able to find us anyway," he said, reassuring her. But Nerissa said, "You should go. We can finish this off at night. I will do you an extra service."

Xander finally gave in. When he departed, Nerissa rolled her eyes and wiped her lips. She then closed her eyes and focused her energy.

Earlier, when she sucked his blood, she retrieved a fragment of his memory with that. As a mermaid, she has that power. Though due to her lower rank, it wasn’t as effective. But it worked on people with a lower status or rank than her.

Soon enough, Chris’s face flickered in her mind as Xander’s voice echoed, ’Sir, you came all the way from Esteria to such a rundown village~ ... It must be something important, you want to possess.’

Chris’s expression remained tight and unreadable. As Xander added, ’As the owner of the Inn, I have quite an influence and connections in our Gouldland. Maybe I can help you with what you are looking for.’ He pushed further.

From the way Chris carried himself to the way he dressed, Xander had examined everything. The person who had sent Chris here had warned Xander to mind his own business and not cross the line, but the minute Xander’s eyes fell on Chris’s vintage wristwatch, he saw an opportunity.

After thinking for a while, Chris decided to finally speak, ’There is something I am looking for~ ... But I don’t think you will know.’

Xander was a little offended. He shot back, though his tone was polite, ’You can tell me~ ... I know every nook and cranny of this place. After all, I have been here for thirty years.’ He boasted.

Chris’s expression told that he was contemplating something. Then he mumbled, ’Thirty years~ ... then you must know quite a lot.’

’Of course,’ Xander said proudly.

’Then~ ...’ There was hesitation in Chris’s voice. But he decided to say it anyway, "Do you know someone who has gold blood?’

Xander’s voice erupted in Nerissa’s mind, ’Gold Blood? Never heard of it~ ...’

He might not have ever heard, but Nerissa was very well aware of what Chris was talking about. Her eyes opened instantly, "He~ ... he is looking for gold blood? Ho~w? No~ .... Why is he aware of that in the first place? It’s impossible for him to know~ ...." She mumbled. "Let’s see what else he knows~ ..." saying this, she once again closed her eyes, but the vision didn’t occur again. That was one of the many restrictions on her power.

She hissed and clenched her fist, ’Gold Blood. Why is he looking for it?’

To Be Continued . . . . . .