Jon found her just where he had left her a few minutes ago, only this time she was crumpled into a heap on the floor. Her shoulders shook as heartbreaking sobs wracked her body.
“Baby…” she gasped as his palm stroked her naked shoulder. “It’s all over baby…you are safe now.”
Lifting her face from her hands, he felt his heart clench painfully.
“It’s all over…: her mind couldn’t comprehend the words on her lips and she stared at his face so close to her own.
Was he real? Had she finally lost her mind? Was this all just a dream?
“Feel me darlin’ I’m real…flesh and blood..” He captured her hand, bringing it to his cheek he stroked it across his face. “See?” He turned her palm around, planting a kiss there.
Comprehesion flashed in her eyes and she gasped sharply, her eyes sharp and alert.
“Its really you?! I’m not just dreaming or hallucinating?!” Her hands captured his face, pulling it closer she pressed her lips to the soft swell of his mouth.
“I’m here and I’m never letting you out of my sight.”
Her kiss intensified, capturing her in his arms, he pulled her to her feet, supporting her weight effortlessly.
He let her lead the way, not wanting to overwhelm her, he gulped as liquid fire shot through his loins when her tongue speared into the warm recesses of his mouth.
His grunt made her pull back and she settled her head on his chest, breathing in his scent.
“Please take me away from here.”
“…with pleasure baby. I have a car parked outside.”
A half an hour later they were settled in the intimacy of the car.
As the headlights turned down the lane, he couldn’t help but feel dread as she stared at the colossal house looming in the night.
Her sadness soaked into his weary bones.
“It’s ok to feel sad honey. You have gong through quite a bit…”
Guilt flushed her cheeks and even in the darkness he could see the colour riding high on her cheeks.
As if he was an intruder he felt her thoughts and emotions slip from his thoughts, shutting him out.
Reaching out for her, he brushed her knee.
“No need to keep your feelings from me honey. I’m not Xander…I can handle whatever feelings you throw my way, just remember that.”
She didn’t answer but as he reached out to her mind, he felt the first tingle as her defences crumbled and she allowed him to peek into her dark, torturous memories.
As she huddled against the door, her forehead searched the coldness of the window, she drifted in and out of conciouensess.
Her thoughts spiraled towards him, gnawing at his insides until he clutched the steering wheel so forcefully he felt it dent beneath his fingers.
He suddenly swerved from the road, hitting the brakes so violently he almost sent her through the windscreen.
All her hurt, fear and pain threatened to choke the air from his lungs and he knew he had to give her some respite even if it was just for a little while.
“Jon?! What…!”
“I want to help you…Jesus I don’t know how you live through all this shit! Will you let me help you, you need some sleep…”
Her eyelashes shimmered with her tears.
“I’d like that but if I go to sleep, I’ll have nightmares, I don’t want nightmares Jon. I cannot bare one more night mare.” Her voice was that of a child.
“No nightmares.” Gentle fingers circles her temples, soft, intelligable words floated in the air and she felt her eyelids drew heavy, her mind growing foggy. Her head became too heavy for her neck and as it drop forward, two steady hands captured her, settling it against the back rest.
Staring at her sleeping form for God knows how long, he eventually started the car again, making his way towards the hotel where he made reservations a few days earlier.
Ciara fought her way back through the fogginess. She had expected to be met by the demons that haunted her nightmares but there was only peace…peace and Jon’s voice.
“She is safe. She is sleeping. Jesus Rich the things she went through! I couldn’t stand her thoughts without wanting to break something or kill that fucker. I’m going to take her to the Hamptons for a while until the trial begins.”
Her scent wrapped around him and his words faltered as he met her flustered face.
“I have to go Rich. Please tell everyone we are alright. See ya soon my brother….You didn’t sleep too long.”
“I have problems sleeping these days…” the reason was apparent in the outline of her tight nipples pushing against her shirt and the sweet scent her body was drenched in. She was the same Ciara, then again…not. There was this elusive side to her that pulled at his core, setting his loins on fire. Without knowing it, her eyes send slumberous messages, her body were tight, begging for the touch of her vampire mate.
Jon turned from her, raking his hands through his hair he shuddered as he exhaled. If he could only…
“Jon?”
He didn’t miss the hurt in her voice.
“Yeah?” Was that growl really his voice?
“Did I do something wrong?”
He tipped his face towards the welcome shimmer of the Greece moon. His gums were aching from his lengthening fangs, lava poured from his groin into his veins.
He shook his head. He didn’t trust his voice and he didn’t dare to turn around. He knew his eyes had lost their human appearance.
All he needed now was to scare the shit out of her!
He tensed as her bare feet padded towards him, he waited for her touch and when it came he hissed.
She jerked her hand away but he caught it.
“I’m…”
“You are burning up!”
He turned and she gasped, taking a few alarming steps back.
He tried to shield the glistening fangs from her but to no avail. His flashing orbs and elongated fangs were brought on by her delicate state.
“I will never hurt you. I’m struggling to keep turning into this but its almost impossible with you so close by. My body is repsonding to yours and there isnt a damn thing I can do about it. Forgive me baby.” His hand cupped her nape gently, his thumb played with the sensitive skin there.
Her eyes werent focused on his face anymore. Licking her lips slowly, she turned her face towards his wrist. Taking a deep breath she rubbed her nose across his skin, when her tongue suddenly darted outward licking the vein she knew had to be there, it all clicked into place.
His appreciative purr rumbled from his chest.
“You need me baby, don’t you? Is this what you want?” He closed the space between them, stopping just a breathe apart from her lips, he turned towards his wrist and sliced though his skin.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Chapter 153
Xander’s hands were all over her, scalding her body. Ciara struggled to stay pliant in his arms, had
to bite her lips to refrain her from screaming at his feverous lovemaking.
Tears threatened to spill at the knowledge that Jon might be watching them right now, seeing her in another vampire’s arms, seeing him kissing her, touching her breasts, coaxing her towards the bed.
Panic flashed through her when she felt the mattress dipped beneath her. Xander was crowding her in, his hands skimming her hips, ridding her of her underwear.
He stilled for a moment.
“Are you ok Meli? Are you scared of me? I will never hurt you.”
“Yes…I know.” He caught the tears running down her cheeks.
“No tears please, Agapi mou. I don’t want you unhappy. Do I make you unhappy?”
“No...of course not.”
“Am I making you nervous?”
Ciara smiled.
“A little.”
His hand dipped between her thighs, searching for paradise he knew she would provide.
The curtains bellowed as a rush of air speared into the room.
Xander’s head shot up, his fangs in dull display.
Ciara cried out as the force of Jon’s weight slammed into Xander, ramming her body deeper into the mattress.
A painful yell erupted from Xanders lips, as vicious fangs tore into the side of his neck.
“Get your fucking hands off my woman.” The blazing azure eyes chilled Ciara’s veins, blood covered the handsome face, the face of a beast…
“She isn’t yours anymore. Cant you tell? Go on, smell her. My scent is all over her. She is mine.” His cruel smirk splayed across his face, his hand pressing into the gaping wound in his neck.
Jon reached for the vampire still straddling his woman, yanking him so hard, the noise was deafening as he tumbled to the floor.
“You cant get your own so you steal others? That’s kinda pathetic don’t you think?”
“She ran away from you, thats worse.”
They snarled at each other. Jon lashed out and Xander growled as Jon’s clawed fingers ripped at his face, leaving their marks there.
“For such an old vampire you really act fucking stupid, don’t you? We had a misunderstanding, we would have sorted it out. What is your miserable excuse for abducting her? And lying to the coven! You could get the death sentence for that!”
The door to the bedroom opened and all eyes turned towards it.
The Elder with the gold flecks in his stormy eyes entered the room. His pale features were locked onto the flustered women on the bed.
Xander’s shocked face was frozen onto the age old vampire.
“My lord!”
“I apologise for intruding in your bedroom. I see you decided not to wait for us?”His eyes rested on Jon’s bloody face before he turned his attention towards Xander.
“Échete psémata sto ántro vrikoláko̱n. Échete lávei éna Enepsigos »enántia sti̱ théli̱sí̱ ti̱s. o sýntrofós ti̱s ti̱n échei férei sti̱n prosochí̱ mou. Échete ntropiásei to ántro vrikoláko̱n. (You have lied to the coven. You have taken an Enepsigos against her will. Her mate has brought it to my attention. You have shamed the coven.)”
“Eíche tréxei makriá apó af̱tón. Í̱thele na spásei to desmó mazí tou. Pó̱s boró̱ na theo̱ri̱theí ypéf̱thyni̱ gia goi̱teía ti̱s? (She ran away from him. She wanted to break the bond with him. How can I be held responsible for her charms?)”
The Elder’s tongue tripped heavily as it switched from his mother’s tongue to English.
“You should have asked her permission to court her. I’m sorry Xander but this is unacceptable. You will now be taken as prisoner and await the trial that will be held for you by the coven.”
Two burly vampires entered the bedroom, their familiar faces brought a flashback to the night in the boardroom and she shuddered, clutching the sheet even tighter.
Their polite nods and glowing irises soon turned onto the wounded vampire and as they settled him on his feet, their faces grew even more grim, Xander winced as their claws dug into his biceps, jerking his hands behind his back the blood flowed freely from the deep gash and Ciara cried out.
“Wait! Please…let me just close that up. He’ll bleed to death!”
Five pairs of shocked eyes whipped towards her and she faltered for a moment, her hands frozen on the sheet she had managed to wrap around her.
“His hurt, let me just cover it up and…and get him a shirt…” She couldn’t face their dumfounded looks and twirled towards the cupboard.
She could feel their eyes boring into her and that she could handle but those icy, cobalt ones she couldn’t bear.
Coming to a standstill before Xander’s imprisoned frame, she met his swirling crimson eyes.
“Let me do this, ok?”
“Thank you Agapi mou…” his voice was a mere whisper, the vulnerable smile on his lips threatened to spill the unshed tears welling up inside her.
Her hands shook as she tied the bandage around his neck, she had expected to see disdain in Xander’s face but there was none. Only love…abundant, unbridled love.
Ciara gazed at the two vampires silently, the two mountains beside him released his arms and she held the shirt up, buttoning it up she heard his gentle apology.
“I’m sorry for what I have done to you. I know it was selfish of me and there were times that I wanted to let you go but you are so easy to love Meli…so damn easy. I wanted you all to myself and now I have to pay the price for love once again…this time its going to be very high and I accept it. The little time I had with you will get me through it what ever it may be.”
The tears came streaming down her face.
“I’m sorry too…”
His hand captured the river running down her cheeks, his thumb rubbed gently, somewhere behind her she heard an ominous growl. Xander’s face lifted from her face and his eyes darkened, meeting the scowl of her mate watching in growing fury.
“Take me away.” His had dropped and the bands of steel closed around his biceps once again.
“Jon. Could you please meet me outside.” The elder waved his hand towards the billowing curtains.
to bite her lips to refrain her from screaming at his feverous lovemaking.
Tears threatened to spill at the knowledge that Jon might be watching them right now, seeing her in another vampire’s arms, seeing him kissing her, touching her breasts, coaxing her towards the bed.
Panic flashed through her when she felt the mattress dipped beneath her. Xander was crowding her in, his hands skimming her hips, ridding her of her underwear.
He stilled for a moment.
“Are you ok Meli? Are you scared of me? I will never hurt you.”
“Yes…I know.” He caught the tears running down her cheeks.
“No tears please, Agapi mou. I don’t want you unhappy. Do I make you unhappy?”
“No...of course not.”
“Am I making you nervous?”
Ciara smiled.
“A little.”
His hand dipped between her thighs, searching for paradise he knew she would provide.
The curtains bellowed as a rush of air speared into the room.
Xander’s head shot up, his fangs in dull display.
Ciara cried out as the force of Jon’s weight slammed into Xander, ramming her body deeper into the mattress.
A painful yell erupted from Xanders lips, as vicious fangs tore into the side of his neck.
“Get your fucking hands off my woman.” The blazing azure eyes chilled Ciara’s veins, blood covered the handsome face, the face of a beast…
“She isn’t yours anymore. Cant you tell? Go on, smell her. My scent is all over her. She is mine.” His cruel smirk splayed across his face, his hand pressing into the gaping wound in his neck.
Jon reached for the vampire still straddling his woman, yanking him so hard, the noise was deafening as he tumbled to the floor.
“You cant get your own so you steal others? That’s kinda pathetic don’t you think?”
“She ran away from you, thats worse.”
They snarled at each other. Jon lashed out and Xander growled as Jon’s clawed fingers ripped at his face, leaving their marks there.
“For such an old vampire you really act fucking stupid, don’t you? We had a misunderstanding, we would have sorted it out. What is your miserable excuse for abducting her? And lying to the coven! You could get the death sentence for that!”
The door to the bedroom opened and all eyes turned towards it.
The Elder with the gold flecks in his stormy eyes entered the room. His pale features were locked onto the flustered women on the bed.
Xander’s shocked face was frozen onto the age old vampire.
“My lord!”
“I apologise for intruding in your bedroom. I see you decided not to wait for us?”His eyes rested on Jon’s bloody face before he turned his attention towards Xander.
“Échete psémata sto ántro vrikoláko̱n. Échete lávei éna Enepsigos »enántia sti̱ théli̱sí̱ ti̱s. o sýntrofós ti̱s ti̱n échei férei sti̱n prosochí̱ mou. Échete ntropiásei to ántro vrikoláko̱n. (You have lied to the coven. You have taken an Enepsigos against her will. Her mate has brought it to my attention. You have shamed the coven.)”
“Eíche tréxei makriá apó af̱tón. Í̱thele na spásei to desmó mazí tou. Pó̱s boró̱ na theo̱ri̱theí ypéf̱thyni̱ gia goi̱teía ti̱s? (She ran away from him. She wanted to break the bond with him. How can I be held responsible for her charms?)”
The Elder’s tongue tripped heavily as it switched from his mother’s tongue to English.
“You should have asked her permission to court her. I’m sorry Xander but this is unacceptable. You will now be taken as prisoner and await the trial that will be held for you by the coven.”
Two burly vampires entered the bedroom, their familiar faces brought a flashback to the night in the boardroom and she shuddered, clutching the sheet even tighter.
Their polite nods and glowing irises soon turned onto the wounded vampire and as they settled him on his feet, their faces grew even more grim, Xander winced as their claws dug into his biceps, jerking his hands behind his back the blood flowed freely from the deep gash and Ciara cried out.
“Wait! Please…let me just close that up. He’ll bleed to death!”
Five pairs of shocked eyes whipped towards her and she faltered for a moment, her hands frozen on the sheet she had managed to wrap around her.
“His hurt, let me just cover it up and…and get him a shirt…” She couldn’t face their dumfounded looks and twirled towards the cupboard.
She could feel their eyes boring into her and that she could handle but those icy, cobalt ones she couldn’t bear.
Coming to a standstill before Xander’s imprisoned frame, she met his swirling crimson eyes.
“Let me do this, ok?”
“Thank you Agapi mou…” his voice was a mere whisper, the vulnerable smile on his lips threatened to spill the unshed tears welling up inside her.
Her hands shook as she tied the bandage around his neck, she had expected to see disdain in Xander’s face but there was none. Only love…abundant, unbridled love.
Ciara gazed at the two vampires silently, the two mountains beside him released his arms and she held the shirt up, buttoning it up she heard his gentle apology.
“I’m sorry for what I have done to you. I know it was selfish of me and there were times that I wanted to let you go but you are so easy to love Meli…so damn easy. I wanted you all to myself and now I have to pay the price for love once again…this time its going to be very high and I accept it. The little time I had with you will get me through it what ever it may be.”
The tears came streaming down her face.
“I’m sorry too…”
His hand captured the river running down her cheeks, his thumb rubbed gently, somewhere behind her she heard an ominous growl. Xander’s face lifted from her face and his eyes darkened, meeting the scowl of her mate watching in growing fury.
“Take me away.” His had dropped and the bands of steel closed around his biceps once again.
“Jon. Could you please meet me outside.” The elder waved his hand towards the billowing curtains.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Chapter 152
Ciara raked the brush for the umpteenth time through her hair. A knock echoed from the door and she jump nervously.
“The master is awaiting the mistress in the garden.”
“Thank you.”
She rushed towards the door, chastising herself for acting nervously, she paced herself, walking slowly down the stairs.
The path was lit and she sniffed appreciatively at the sweet scent of the summer flowers as she made her way towards Xander.
He was a tall statue, watching, waiting patiently for her arrival. His eyes glittered in the flickering lights surrounding him, his hunger slumbering in the dark depths.
His smile showed a hint of fangs, his hair moving slightly in the night breeze. Holding out a hand towards her, she moved towards him, taking it.
“Kali̱spéra, Glykiá mou (Good even Sweetheart.)”
“Hello Xander.” Ciara thought her heart might burst from her chest.
He pulled her closer for a searing kiss.
“You are so nervous tonight.”
“Yes…I am.”
“You are about to give me the greatest present. I understand your nervousness.” He kissed the ring on her finger. “Lets sit down for dinner before I forget myself.”
He helped her into the chair, brushing the nape of her neck with his index finger he swooped down for a quick kiss.
He stilled for a moment, sniffing at her she gulped.
“Is something the matter?”
He straightened, a calculated look in his eyes.
“If I didn’t know better, I could have sworn that I smell another vampire on you.”
“Could it be Giorgos?”
His lips pursed together, his eyes taking on a steely glare.
“Yes, I suppose it could be. What I have done to my brother pains me deeply. And it will haunt me till eternity but I couldn’t allow him to take you from me.”
Taking a sip of the wine, Ciara met his stare.
“He did that before and he impregnated her?”
“Please Meli. Lets not sour tonight. This is our night. What happened is the past, I cannot change it but I can shape the future. We can shape the future together. That’s all I care about. To the future.” He lifted his glass.
She mirrored his gesture.
As she placed the glass back onto the table, he clasped her hand.
“I had a difficult time trying to concentrate on my presentation today. You were clouding my mind, heating my veins.”
He brought her heated fingers to his lips, she watched silently.
The starters were brought to them and he ate heartily, noticing her slight appetite he smiled.
“Not hungry for food are you?”
Her blush caught the breath in his throat.
“I can ease that hunger Agapi mou and I plan to. Properly…all night long.”
His words set her core aflame.
“Aaahhh you don’t have to answer, your body does it for you.” His nose dipped into the air, his eyes closing for a moment.
The main course was brought in and soon dessert. Knots twisted her intestines and she struggled to swallow her food. It took all her strength to play the eager lover and she felt drained.
“Come dance with me.”
His hands were on her bare shoulders.
She waited for him to pull her chair backwards. Standing up, she was captured into his arms, the slow, romantic song filling the night air.
Ciara was in his arms, his face so close, his lips trailing across her lips.
“Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight, Meli? You are breathtaking.” Her thank you was smothered by his kiss.
Ciara forced herself to melt in his arms, and at the same time suppressing her thoughts.
His hands found the swell of her buttocks and when she was pushed into the cradle of his hips she could feel the definite swell of his arousal.
Easing from her lips, he stared into her moonlit eyes.
“I cannot wait any longer, forgive me but I have to have you. I need to feel myself sink into your delicious warmth.”
Letting him coax her towards the path, her eyes searched the night.
Go with him.
Xander didn’t see her silent nod.
“The master is awaiting the mistress in the garden.”
“Thank you.”
She rushed towards the door, chastising herself for acting nervously, she paced herself, walking slowly down the stairs.
The path was lit and she sniffed appreciatively at the sweet scent of the summer flowers as she made her way towards Xander.
He was a tall statue, watching, waiting patiently for her arrival. His eyes glittered in the flickering lights surrounding him, his hunger slumbering in the dark depths.
His smile showed a hint of fangs, his hair moving slightly in the night breeze. Holding out a hand towards her, she moved towards him, taking it.
“Kali̱spéra, Glykiá mou (Good even Sweetheart.)”
“Hello Xander.” Ciara thought her heart might burst from her chest.
He pulled her closer for a searing kiss.
“You are so nervous tonight.”
“Yes…I am.”
“You are about to give me the greatest present. I understand your nervousness.” He kissed the ring on her finger. “Lets sit down for dinner before I forget myself.”
He helped her into the chair, brushing the nape of her neck with his index finger he swooped down for a quick kiss.
He stilled for a moment, sniffing at her she gulped.
“Is something the matter?”
He straightened, a calculated look in his eyes.
“If I didn’t know better, I could have sworn that I smell another vampire on you.”
“Could it be Giorgos?”
His lips pursed together, his eyes taking on a steely glare.
“Yes, I suppose it could be. What I have done to my brother pains me deeply. And it will haunt me till eternity but I couldn’t allow him to take you from me.”
Taking a sip of the wine, Ciara met his stare.
“He did that before and he impregnated her?”
“Please Meli. Lets not sour tonight. This is our night. What happened is the past, I cannot change it but I can shape the future. We can shape the future together. That’s all I care about. To the future.” He lifted his glass.
She mirrored his gesture.
As she placed the glass back onto the table, he clasped her hand.
“I had a difficult time trying to concentrate on my presentation today. You were clouding my mind, heating my veins.”
He brought her heated fingers to his lips, she watched silently.
The starters were brought to them and he ate heartily, noticing her slight appetite he smiled.
“Not hungry for food are you?”
Her blush caught the breath in his throat.
“I can ease that hunger Agapi mou and I plan to. Properly…all night long.”
His words set her core aflame.
“Aaahhh you don’t have to answer, your body does it for you.” His nose dipped into the air, his eyes closing for a moment.
The main course was brought in and soon dessert. Knots twisted her intestines and she struggled to swallow her food. It took all her strength to play the eager lover and she felt drained.
“Come dance with me.”
His hands were on her bare shoulders.
She waited for him to pull her chair backwards. Standing up, she was captured into his arms, the slow, romantic song filling the night air.
Ciara was in his arms, his face so close, his lips trailing across her lips.
“Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight, Meli? You are breathtaking.” Her thank you was smothered by his kiss.
Ciara forced herself to melt in his arms, and at the same time suppressing her thoughts.
His hands found the swell of her buttocks and when she was pushed into the cradle of his hips she could feel the definite swell of his arousal.
Easing from her lips, he stared into her moonlit eyes.
“I cannot wait any longer, forgive me but I have to have you. I need to feel myself sink into your delicious warmth.”
Letting him coax her towards the path, her eyes searched the night.
Go with him.
Xander didn’t see her silent nod.
Chapter 151
Ciara looked up at the clear, starry night. Her hair blew softly in the light breeze, the cool breeze brushed over her heated face. It was full moon tonight, a lover’s moon…
What was he doing right now? Was he jumping around on the stage, sweat dripping from his face, clothes clinging to his tight, muscled body? Or was he in the arms of a woman, easing his passion, feeding from her vein, sinking into her awaited heat.
Ciara shuddered as her thoughts left a moist pool between her thighs. How she longed to be in his arms, seeing his glowing azure eyes shine from the darkness, his sharp fangs scraping along her neck, sinking into her skin, his steel easing into her, his body thrusting, taking her higher…
“Oh God! I have to stop it!” She shook her head to clear her thoughts, the material of her halter neck dress scraped her sensitive nipples, her hands moved towards their heaviness, cupping it gently, stroking to ease the ache there.
A rustle in the bushes made her sit up in alarm. Xander would never scare her like that, he always made sure she saw him before she heard him…
“Who’s there?”
Her senses pricked, her body was suddenly drowned in molten lava, the ache in her stomach flared, forcing a moan from her.
Cobalt glowed from the thick bushes, Ciara blinked.
Was she hallucinating?
As he stepped from the darkness, her breath hitched in her throat.
The moon lit his blonde bangs, his smile flashed a perfect row of sparkling white teeth. His scent wafted towards her, wrapping her in a swirl of welcome and love but it was his voice that plucked her from her frozen state. Three buttons were unbuttoned, flashing a healthy patch of male chest.
“Happy belated birthday baby.”
He had watched her as she sat there in the stream of the moonlight, the moon loved her beauty, bathing her in its glow, she was like a dream.
Her thoughts were about him and it took all his strength not to swoop up to her and crush her slender curves to his, suffocating her doubts about other women, giving life to her pent up passion…giving it full reign.
Her scent was thick and sweet in the air, the scent of the other vampire and…was it another vampire’s as well ? ... mingled with her own and Jon’s jaw tightened. Had he come too late?
Focusing on her well being he sensed her core drenched in unquenchable desire. His hunger clawed at his stomach, his insides twisting painfully as it recognized the scent it had been craving for so long.
His arms opened and her body jerked to life. She reached him a few seconds later. She collapsed into him as his arms closed around her, holding her tightly in his embrace.
Her face was buried in his chest taking gulps full of his essence. Her hands cramped into his shirt, refusing to let go.
“Its you…its really you!” She muttered in disbelief, her warm tears ran down his naked chest, her heat scalded his cool skin, even her tears were warm…
He kissed her on the top of her hair, burying his nose in her sweet scented curls.
“It’s me baby…in the flesh.”
Her curves trembled in shock, she didn’t seem to get enough of him and she grabbed his shirt even tighter trying to melt into him.
“I thought I’d never see you again…why did you come here? Xander will kill you!”
Ciara felt his body stiffen at the mention of Xander’s name.
“I told you I’d come for you. I always keep my promises.”
“I don’t deserve you!” Her tearstained face lifted towards his. His eyes dropped to her slightly open lips and he growled.
His mouth clamped hungrily on hers, her tongue snaked from her mouth, seeking his tongue, teasing, stroking. He tightened his arms around her and realized he was crushing her when she whimpered into his mouth.
Her searing palms stroked his chest restlessly.
She was wild and hungry in his arms, her body swayed enticingly against his, her pelvis grinding mercilessly at his growing member.
Jon fought for control, he knew he couldn’t lose himself and he struggled to keep his mind clear and his senses sharp. If the other vampire caught them unawares he will kill him, even Ciara in a blind rage.
Ciara broke the kiss, her lips nuzzled along his jaw, making her way down his neck.
Her thoughts tumbled into his mind.
“You are hungry huh?” He felt her nod against his neck. “Sssssss…Sweet Jesus baby!”
Her tiny rows of teeth had sunk into his neck so viciously it had drawn blood, but by her restless moaning he knew it wasn’t enough. Jon stilled her frenzy, pressing his finger against his neck, he sliced quickly. A river of blood streamed down his neck and Ciara clamped greedily onto the offering.
Shifting quickly he settled her onto the tiny garden table, moving in between her thighs. Her mouth was still licking, her throat swallowing hungrily.
“Remember not too much, Sweet thing. We don’t want you to get sick.” He pulled from her when she refused to stop.
She whimpered pitifully. Laughing softly, he stroked the blood from her lips, dipping his thumb into her mouth she sucked, ridding it from his blood.
A storm brewed in his flashing orbs and Ciara let go of his thumb as she read the message there. Sliding her hands around her neck, she unclasped the halter neck keeping the dress together. Her fingers opened, letting the material slid down, exposing her swollen breasts to his searing eyes.
“Oh God sweetheart! You are NOT playing fair are you!” the rumble was lost between her breasts.
Ciara’s body lost all control and she tumbled onto the cold steel of the table, her hands buried in his hair.
His mouth played with her pulsing nubs, rolling it between his lips, he nipped, sucking strongly.
“Jon!” Her back arched from the table, her hands grabbed at his shirt, opening the last pesky buttons she was free to roam across his chest, relearning the planes of his muscles and the way they rippled at her touch.
Ciara’s hips were lifted from the table, her dress slipped down her curves, leaving her beautiful body to be bathed by the moonlight.
“My moonlight goddess…” ,his eyes were devouring her, his hands traced across her heated skin. Something caught his eyes and Ciara grew cold realizing the reason for his vicious snarl.
“Did he do that?” Her hand covered the painful puncture wounds above her panty line. She couldn’t bare the hate in his eyes.
“Did he mistreat you? The fucking bastard I’ll tear his heart out!”
Pain and anger squeezed his heart until he thought it might explode. Wasn’t it enough that he took her body? Was it necessary to treat her like this? Branding her with his fangs?!
Jon caught a change in the air and his head whipped up.
“He is close by. You have to get dressed.”
Fear turned her fingers to lame, useless fumbling nothings and it was up to Jon to fasten the dress.
“What are we going to do Jon? Xander is strong, he might kill you!”
Staring deeply into her eyes, he smiled.
“You need to listen. Now is the time to trust me. Do you trust me?”
“Yes!”
“What I want you to do is to go back into the house and act as if nothing had happened. I suggest you have a quick shower before he sense my scent on you and then you do as you always do when he comes home.”
Ciara stilled.
“Tonight is going to be different. I have promised him that…that …”
Pain tore through Jon’s gut, his eyes turned towards the sparkling diamond ring.
“Ssshhh…its ok baby… just act normal. Don’t give him any reason to be suspicious.”
“What are you going to do?”
His eyes flashed, his mouth plundered hers for a heart stopping moment before he stepped back.
“Trust me.”
She watched as he disappeared into the night….
What was he doing right now? Was he jumping around on the stage, sweat dripping from his face, clothes clinging to his tight, muscled body? Or was he in the arms of a woman, easing his passion, feeding from her vein, sinking into her awaited heat.
Ciara shuddered as her thoughts left a moist pool between her thighs. How she longed to be in his arms, seeing his glowing azure eyes shine from the darkness, his sharp fangs scraping along her neck, sinking into her skin, his steel easing into her, his body thrusting, taking her higher…
“Oh God! I have to stop it!” She shook her head to clear her thoughts, the material of her halter neck dress scraped her sensitive nipples, her hands moved towards their heaviness, cupping it gently, stroking to ease the ache there.
A rustle in the bushes made her sit up in alarm. Xander would never scare her like that, he always made sure she saw him before she heard him…
“Who’s there?”
Her senses pricked, her body was suddenly drowned in molten lava, the ache in her stomach flared, forcing a moan from her.
Cobalt glowed from the thick bushes, Ciara blinked.
Was she hallucinating?
As he stepped from the darkness, her breath hitched in her throat.
The moon lit his blonde bangs, his smile flashed a perfect row of sparkling white teeth. His scent wafted towards her, wrapping her in a swirl of welcome and love but it was his voice that plucked her from her frozen state. Three buttons were unbuttoned, flashing a healthy patch of male chest.
“Happy belated birthday baby.”
He had watched her as she sat there in the stream of the moonlight, the moon loved her beauty, bathing her in its glow, she was like a dream.
Her thoughts were about him and it took all his strength not to swoop up to her and crush her slender curves to his, suffocating her doubts about other women, giving life to her pent up passion…giving it full reign.
Her scent was thick and sweet in the air, the scent of the other vampire and…was it another vampire’s as well ? ... mingled with her own and Jon’s jaw tightened. Had he come too late?
Focusing on her well being he sensed her core drenched in unquenchable desire. His hunger clawed at his stomach, his insides twisting painfully as it recognized the scent it had been craving for so long.
His arms opened and her body jerked to life. She reached him a few seconds later. She collapsed into him as his arms closed around her, holding her tightly in his embrace.
Her face was buried in his chest taking gulps full of his essence. Her hands cramped into his shirt, refusing to let go.
“Its you…its really you!” She muttered in disbelief, her warm tears ran down his naked chest, her heat scalded his cool skin, even her tears were warm…
He kissed her on the top of her hair, burying his nose in her sweet scented curls.
“It’s me baby…in the flesh.”
Her curves trembled in shock, she didn’t seem to get enough of him and she grabbed his shirt even tighter trying to melt into him.
“I thought I’d never see you again…why did you come here? Xander will kill you!”
Ciara felt his body stiffen at the mention of Xander’s name.
“I told you I’d come for you. I always keep my promises.”
“I don’t deserve you!” Her tearstained face lifted towards his. His eyes dropped to her slightly open lips and he growled.
His mouth clamped hungrily on hers, her tongue snaked from her mouth, seeking his tongue, teasing, stroking. He tightened his arms around her and realized he was crushing her when she whimpered into his mouth.
Her searing palms stroked his chest restlessly.
She was wild and hungry in his arms, her body swayed enticingly against his, her pelvis grinding mercilessly at his growing member.
Jon fought for control, he knew he couldn’t lose himself and he struggled to keep his mind clear and his senses sharp. If the other vampire caught them unawares he will kill him, even Ciara in a blind rage.
Ciara broke the kiss, her lips nuzzled along his jaw, making her way down his neck.
Her thoughts tumbled into his mind.
“You are hungry huh?” He felt her nod against his neck. “Sssssss…Sweet Jesus baby!”
Her tiny rows of teeth had sunk into his neck so viciously it had drawn blood, but by her restless moaning he knew it wasn’t enough. Jon stilled her frenzy, pressing his finger against his neck, he sliced quickly. A river of blood streamed down his neck and Ciara clamped greedily onto the offering.
Shifting quickly he settled her onto the tiny garden table, moving in between her thighs. Her mouth was still licking, her throat swallowing hungrily.
“Remember not too much, Sweet thing. We don’t want you to get sick.” He pulled from her when she refused to stop.
She whimpered pitifully. Laughing softly, he stroked the blood from her lips, dipping his thumb into her mouth she sucked, ridding it from his blood.
A storm brewed in his flashing orbs and Ciara let go of his thumb as she read the message there. Sliding her hands around her neck, she unclasped the halter neck keeping the dress together. Her fingers opened, letting the material slid down, exposing her swollen breasts to his searing eyes.
“Oh God sweetheart! You are NOT playing fair are you!” the rumble was lost between her breasts.
Ciara’s body lost all control and she tumbled onto the cold steel of the table, her hands buried in his hair.
His mouth played with her pulsing nubs, rolling it between his lips, he nipped, sucking strongly.
“Jon!” Her back arched from the table, her hands grabbed at his shirt, opening the last pesky buttons she was free to roam across his chest, relearning the planes of his muscles and the way they rippled at her touch.
Ciara’s hips were lifted from the table, her dress slipped down her curves, leaving her beautiful body to be bathed by the moonlight.
“My moonlight goddess…” ,his eyes were devouring her, his hands traced across her heated skin. Something caught his eyes and Ciara grew cold realizing the reason for his vicious snarl.
“Did he do that?” Her hand covered the painful puncture wounds above her panty line. She couldn’t bare the hate in his eyes.
“Did he mistreat you? The fucking bastard I’ll tear his heart out!”
Pain and anger squeezed his heart until he thought it might explode. Wasn’t it enough that he took her body? Was it necessary to treat her like this? Branding her with his fangs?!
Jon caught a change in the air and his head whipped up.
“He is close by. You have to get dressed.”
Fear turned her fingers to lame, useless fumbling nothings and it was up to Jon to fasten the dress.
“What are we going to do Jon? Xander is strong, he might kill you!”
Staring deeply into her eyes, he smiled.
“You need to listen. Now is the time to trust me. Do you trust me?”
“Yes!”
“What I want you to do is to go back into the house and act as if nothing had happened. I suggest you have a quick shower before he sense my scent on you and then you do as you always do when he comes home.”
Ciara stilled.
“Tonight is going to be different. I have promised him that…that …”
Pain tore through Jon’s gut, his eyes turned towards the sparkling diamond ring.
“Ssshhh…its ok baby… just act normal. Don’t give him any reason to be suspicious.”
“What are you going to do?”
His eyes flashed, his mouth plundered hers for a heart stopping moment before he stepped back.
“Trust me.”
She watched as he disappeared into the night….
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