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….
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Chapter 150
An enormous force slammed into Ciara, knocking the wind right out of her. She was flung from the bed and as her body crashed into the wall, she crumpled into a heap on the floor.
Deafening roars and the sound of flesh ripping assaulted her ears and she closed her eyes, huddled into a heap and prayed like she had never prayed before.
The sickening smell of blood filled the night air. Crazed vampires clawed at each other, ripping flesh with their fangs. The fighting seemed endless.
A thud brought with it an eerie silence and Ciara turned her eyes towards the vampire lying so closely towards her.
Amber lights seeped from the staring eyes. The gaping mouth fought for air but was denied as his snapped trachea shuddered and blood pooled on the floor beneath the mangled mess of flesh that was his throat only moments ago.
Death came in a strangled gurgle.
“Meli...” Cold fingers touched her, breaking her panicked stare locked on the withering body so close to her on the floor.
Strong hands pulled her upwards, as her nakedness brushed against cold, sticky wetness, she focused for the first time.
There was so much blood, it was everywhere, on his hair, his face, down to his chest. He was cloaked in it!
“Its over now. He will never hurt you ever again.” A trembling hand pushed her head to his chest.
“You…you killed your brother for me?”
“I will move the earth for you Meli. Anyone who means your harm will die by my hands even if its my own flesh and blood…” His arms locked around her.
Ciara didn’t fight, standing frozen to the spot, she swallowed at the bile rising from her throat. Xander suddenly stumbled backwards.
“I apologise little one. I feel lightheaded. I think I lost a lot of blood.” His hand fell from her hair. “Please help me to your room and into the shower. I need to get his stench off me.”
She obeyed silently. Thankful for rescuing her she felt real concern for him for the first time since they’ve met.
“You make me weak with your feelings of concern for me, Meli. It brings me feeling of hope...” He stood warily as she peeled the bloodied, ripped clothes from his body.
“Oh my God! Xander! Your wounds are so deep and your throat!”
A soft laugh tripped from his lips.
“I’ll be ok. I need to get clean and then I need some good, strong blood.” A glow lit up from the crimson orbs and Ciara knew what it meant. She nodded feebly.
It took Ciara a while to cleanse him of all the blood and when they finally stepped from the shower he was a pale, shuddering mess.
Ciara wrapped herself in a towel, turning towards him she did the same with his trembling frame, helping him towards the room.
He sagged onto the bed, his breathing laboured, his expression pained.
Ciara was about to move from between his thighs when she was tumbled onto the bed. The weak vampire’s strength proved to be just as overpowering and she stilled beneath him.
“I’m sorry Meli but I need to heal and your blood is strong...forgive me.” The last few words were spoken against her jaw. His lips traced towards the vein he knew was ticking wildly by now. A quick lick was followed by a deft slice of fangs.
His feeding was slow but quickly built into a strong, greedy suckling, his hands pushed her shoulders into the mattress, keeping her there.
Ciara felt herself dip in and out, her mind woozy, her limbs tingling.
Xander’s fangs extracted from her neck, he noticed her languid movements.
“I have taken too much! Please forgive me my love.”
Ciara felt herself been shifted on the bed, a sheet was pulled over her, her body shielded by a male frame snuggling tightly against her back.
Blackness swirled around her and she sank into it, letting it claim her.
~~
Ciara woke to the smell of fresh bread and crispy bacon, mixed with a tinge of brewed coffee.
“I knew it would wake you up.” The soft, male laugh opened her eyes.
“Xander! Are you feeling better?”
“I’m perfect. You on the other hand had to suffer my greediness again. You are pale as death!” His hand brushed her brow. “And so hot!”
Ciara felt a blush riding high on her cheeks. Her body was aching, her core pulsed impatiently, insisting its release.
“Don’t feel embarrass by your body’s natural urges, Agapi mou. Enepsigos’ blood is running in your veins and you have to embrace what you feel, what you are destined for.” His voice was smokey , his lips so close to her.
Ciara reached up, pushing her fingers through the dark hair at his nape, she brought his mouth down to hers. Her mouth was hot and demanding on his, her tongue swept along his lips and she whimpered as his mouth opened. His tongue snaked from his cool mouth, spearing the soft recesses of her mouth, taking the control from her.
The sheet was pushed aside; his raging body crushed hers into the mattress. She was liquid flame in his arms, her hips rubbed hungrily against his aching erection, her thighs moving restlessly.
“Theé mou! Pó̱s lachtaroúsa gia af̱tí̱ ti̱ stigmí̱! (Oh God! How I longed for this moment!)”
Ciara’s hands tugged at his hair, her back arched hungrily, her gaspy moans stroking heat across his skin.
Xander’s cool hands stroked her heated skin, lifting her nightgown above her ribcage, he nuzzled at her tiny navel, his tongue mapping cool paths over her skin. Inching her panties lower, she gasped wantonly, her hips lifting from the bed.
Xander’s scalp was pulsing from her incessant tugging, blood rushed through her veins, her heart drumming in his ears. Her surrender and white hot passion seemed too much for Xander and he found himself sinking his fangs into her soft flesh right above her panty line.
He took quick draws from the pulsing vein, his fingers hooked her panties, pulling it down.
The burning sensation opened Ciara’s eyes and she swept her eyes lower, the dark head was so intimately close to her burning womanhood.
Xander felt her stilling beneath him and he raised his head. Blood trickled down the side of his mouth, his eyes flashed burgundy sparks.
Passion seeped from her slumberous eyes…
“Ciara…don’t…”
“Oh God! What am I doing?!”
She was hot, panting, the ache between her thighs was unbearable but it wasn’t him! How could she?!
A cry slipped from her lips and she jumped from the bed, rushing towards the bathroom, she slammed the door shut, turning the lock. Sinking down onto her knees she burst into noisy, heartbreaking tears.
She had expected him to follow but he never did and when she opened the door a good while later she was alone. Her loneliness wrapped around her still form, chilling her blood.
Ciara turned towards the cupboard, her mind made up.
~~
Ciara found him in his study. He was fully clothed but his hair was still as her hands left it, unruly.
He looked up at her pale, tear swollen face. A flash of emotion crossed his dark eyes.
“Please go. I’m not in the right frame of mind right now. I cannot be held responsible for what I might do to you.”
“You won’t hurt me Xander.” Her soft voice pierced his breaking heart.
His face sagged into his hands, his body heaved as he drew in a huge gulps of oxygen and shuddered as he exhaled.
“I don’t know what to do anymore. I thought I could make you love me but every time I make love to you, he holds you back. I know exactly how he looks, his voice, even the way he smiles and the dark cobalt his eyes turn into when he looks at you. Yes Meli, he is that vivid in your mind.”
Ciara moved silently towards him.
“Xander…I’ve made my decision.” Her eyes darted nervously towards his face. “Jon is a part of my past. I see it now. I want this to work between us…Xander!” She hadn’t even seen him move. She was spun around. His hands cradled her face, his eyes searching earnestly for the truth in her eyes. He found it.
“You just made me the happiest man on the face of this earth! I will make you happy, little one.”
A tiny smile broke on her face.
“All I ask from you is to be patient with me, I need time to uuhh…get over him.…now kiss me.”
A pained groan ripped from deep down as he crashed his mouth hungrily against hers.
She gave into his unleashed passion willingly, her mind clear.
She felt her feet left the ground as he lifted her from the floor, carrying her slowly, he backed her into the desk, lifting her to welcome him in between her thighs.
His head dipped towards her aching breasts, his fingers molding their fullness.
A ringing phone brought his head up.
“Shit! I think its my ride.”
“Don’t answer it. Not now, please.”
His laughter stroked her oversensitive skin.
“I’m sorry precious but I have to go. I have a very important meeting with a client this morning and I’m going to be late as it is.” He reached for the phone.
“Tha eímai dexiá éxo̱. (I’ll be right out.)” His curt response cut across the line. Slamming the phone down, he turned towards her again.
Giving her a mind blowing kiss he stepped back.
“I’ll see you tonight Meli. Be ready for me ok?”
She nodded quickly, licking her lips she smiled as he groaned hungrily, against them.
“Tonight cannot come quick enough for me.”
“Me neither.” She whispered.
Deafening roars and the sound of flesh ripping assaulted her ears and she closed her eyes, huddled into a heap and prayed like she had never prayed before.
The sickening smell of blood filled the night air. Crazed vampires clawed at each other, ripping flesh with their fangs. The fighting seemed endless.
A thud brought with it an eerie silence and Ciara turned her eyes towards the vampire lying so closely towards her.
Amber lights seeped from the staring eyes. The gaping mouth fought for air but was denied as his snapped trachea shuddered and blood pooled on the floor beneath the mangled mess of flesh that was his throat only moments ago.
Death came in a strangled gurgle.
“Meli...” Cold fingers touched her, breaking her panicked stare locked on the withering body so close to her on the floor.
Strong hands pulled her upwards, as her nakedness brushed against cold, sticky wetness, she focused for the first time.
There was so much blood, it was everywhere, on his hair, his face, down to his chest. He was cloaked in it!
“Its over now. He will never hurt you ever again.” A trembling hand pushed her head to his chest.
“You…you killed your brother for me?”
“I will move the earth for you Meli. Anyone who means your harm will die by my hands even if its my own flesh and blood…” His arms locked around her.
Ciara didn’t fight, standing frozen to the spot, she swallowed at the bile rising from her throat. Xander suddenly stumbled backwards.
“I apologise little one. I feel lightheaded. I think I lost a lot of blood.” His hand fell from her hair. “Please help me to your room and into the shower. I need to get his stench off me.”
She obeyed silently. Thankful for rescuing her she felt real concern for him for the first time since they’ve met.
“You make me weak with your feelings of concern for me, Meli. It brings me feeling of hope...” He stood warily as she peeled the bloodied, ripped clothes from his body.
“Oh my God! Xander! Your wounds are so deep and your throat!”
A soft laugh tripped from his lips.
“I’ll be ok. I need to get clean and then I need some good, strong blood.” A glow lit up from the crimson orbs and Ciara knew what it meant. She nodded feebly.
It took Ciara a while to cleanse him of all the blood and when they finally stepped from the shower he was a pale, shuddering mess.
Ciara wrapped herself in a towel, turning towards him she did the same with his trembling frame, helping him towards the room.
He sagged onto the bed, his breathing laboured, his expression pained.
Ciara was about to move from between his thighs when she was tumbled onto the bed. The weak vampire’s strength proved to be just as overpowering and she stilled beneath him.
“I’m sorry Meli but I need to heal and your blood is strong...forgive me.” The last few words were spoken against her jaw. His lips traced towards the vein he knew was ticking wildly by now. A quick lick was followed by a deft slice of fangs.
His feeding was slow but quickly built into a strong, greedy suckling, his hands pushed her shoulders into the mattress, keeping her there.
Ciara felt herself dip in and out, her mind woozy, her limbs tingling.
Xander’s fangs extracted from her neck, he noticed her languid movements.
“I have taken too much! Please forgive me my love.”
Ciara felt herself been shifted on the bed, a sheet was pulled over her, her body shielded by a male frame snuggling tightly against her back.
Blackness swirled around her and she sank into it, letting it claim her.
~~
Ciara woke to the smell of fresh bread and crispy bacon, mixed with a tinge of brewed coffee.
“I knew it would wake you up.” The soft, male laugh opened her eyes.
“Xander! Are you feeling better?”
“I’m perfect. You on the other hand had to suffer my greediness again. You are pale as death!” His hand brushed her brow. “And so hot!”
Ciara felt a blush riding high on her cheeks. Her body was aching, her core pulsed impatiently, insisting its release.
“Don’t feel embarrass by your body’s natural urges, Agapi mou. Enepsigos’ blood is running in your veins and you have to embrace what you feel, what you are destined for.” His voice was smokey , his lips so close to her.
Ciara reached up, pushing her fingers through the dark hair at his nape, she brought his mouth down to hers. Her mouth was hot and demanding on his, her tongue swept along his lips and she whimpered as his mouth opened. His tongue snaked from his cool mouth, spearing the soft recesses of her mouth, taking the control from her.
The sheet was pushed aside; his raging body crushed hers into the mattress. She was liquid flame in his arms, her hips rubbed hungrily against his aching erection, her thighs moving restlessly.
“Theé mou! Pó̱s lachtaroúsa gia af̱tí̱ ti̱ stigmí̱! (Oh God! How I longed for this moment!)”
Ciara’s hands tugged at his hair, her back arched hungrily, her gaspy moans stroking heat across his skin.
Xander’s cool hands stroked her heated skin, lifting her nightgown above her ribcage, he nuzzled at her tiny navel, his tongue mapping cool paths over her skin. Inching her panties lower, she gasped wantonly, her hips lifting from the bed.
Xander’s scalp was pulsing from her incessant tugging, blood rushed through her veins, her heart drumming in his ears. Her surrender and white hot passion seemed too much for Xander and he found himself sinking his fangs into her soft flesh right above her panty line.
He took quick draws from the pulsing vein, his fingers hooked her panties, pulling it down.
The burning sensation opened Ciara’s eyes and she swept her eyes lower, the dark head was so intimately close to her burning womanhood.
Xander felt her stilling beneath him and he raised his head. Blood trickled down the side of his mouth, his eyes flashed burgundy sparks.
Passion seeped from her slumberous eyes…
“Ciara…don’t…”
“Oh God! What am I doing?!”
She was hot, panting, the ache between her thighs was unbearable but it wasn’t him! How could she?!
A cry slipped from her lips and she jumped from the bed, rushing towards the bathroom, she slammed the door shut, turning the lock. Sinking down onto her knees she burst into noisy, heartbreaking tears.
She had expected him to follow but he never did and when she opened the door a good while later she was alone. Her loneliness wrapped around her still form, chilling her blood.
Ciara turned towards the cupboard, her mind made up.
~~
Ciara found him in his study. He was fully clothed but his hair was still as her hands left it, unruly.
He looked up at her pale, tear swollen face. A flash of emotion crossed his dark eyes.
“Please go. I’m not in the right frame of mind right now. I cannot be held responsible for what I might do to you.”
“You won’t hurt me Xander.” Her soft voice pierced his breaking heart.
His face sagged into his hands, his body heaved as he drew in a huge gulps of oxygen and shuddered as he exhaled.
“I don’t know what to do anymore. I thought I could make you love me but every time I make love to you, he holds you back. I know exactly how he looks, his voice, even the way he smiles and the dark cobalt his eyes turn into when he looks at you. Yes Meli, he is that vivid in your mind.”
Ciara moved silently towards him.
“Xander…I’ve made my decision.” Her eyes darted nervously towards his face. “Jon is a part of my past. I see it now. I want this to work between us…Xander!” She hadn’t even seen him move. She was spun around. His hands cradled her face, his eyes searching earnestly for the truth in her eyes. He found it.
“You just made me the happiest man on the face of this earth! I will make you happy, little one.”
A tiny smile broke on her face.
“All I ask from you is to be patient with me, I need time to uuhh…get over him.…now kiss me.”
A pained groan ripped from deep down as he crashed his mouth hungrily against hers.
She gave into his unleashed passion willingly, her mind clear.
She felt her feet left the ground as he lifted her from the floor, carrying her slowly, he backed her into the desk, lifting her to welcome him in between her thighs.
His head dipped towards her aching breasts, his fingers molding their fullness.
A ringing phone brought his head up.
“Shit! I think its my ride.”
“Don’t answer it. Not now, please.”
His laughter stroked her oversensitive skin.
“I’m sorry precious but I have to go. I have a very important meeting with a client this morning and I’m going to be late as it is.” He reached for the phone.
“Tha eímai dexiá éxo̱. (I’ll be right out.)” His curt response cut across the line. Slamming the phone down, he turned towards her again.
Giving her a mind blowing kiss he stepped back.
“I’ll see you tonight Meli. Be ready for me ok?”
She nodded quickly, licking her lips she smiled as he groaned hungrily, against them.
“Tonight cannot come quick enough for me.”
“Me neither.” She whispered.
Chapter 149
Ciara sagged onto the bed. Finally rid of all her make up and pins in her hair, she was working some lotion into her hands when she felt her heart jump.
Was her body’s instinct sharper than her ears?
Turning her head towards the cool breeze wafting the scent of rain to her nostrils, she waited, listening.
A sudden flash brightened the night outside and Ciara heard her own shocked cry in her ears.
“Hello again Sweetheart.” Glimmering amber shone from the dark.
“What are you doing here?”
Ciara was frozen to the spot, her limbs were paralyzed with fear.
The brooding vampire stepped into the room, Ciara stopped breathing.
“My brother was always the aristocrat, tied down by his idiot ideas of belonging to the coven. It will be his downfall one day you know. Just like tonight, look at what he is missing...” His hand waved towards her and she felt her arms came up in embarrassment to cover the flimsy material, giving him an eyeful of female curves.
“Giorgos, you need to leave. If Xander comes back...”
“You and me both know it’s gonna take a while. So you and I have all the time in the world to have some fun and maybe even creating a tiny new vampire, what do you say?”
His movements were alarmingly swift and as she blinked he was right before her, looking down at her distressed face with a sensual look in his eyes.
A suggestion flicked in her mind...
He held out his hand and she took it.
“I remember that night when I first saw you. Your scent was driving me insane and that dress...God Almighty its a pity I had to destroy it with my uncontrolled passion.”
“P..p...passion? You almost killed me! That wasn’t passion that was a full blown assault.”
Two fingers stilled her accusations.
“Tsk tsk ...now..now Sweething, you have only yourself to blame for all that. You tried to run away, screamed like a teenage virgin about to be deflowered and well...your looks it was the whole package. Tonight we can really have some fun. You have reached your fertile state. Your body is drenched in your sweet scent. Your pupils are dilated with need...you cant deny it can you Ciara? You want to be made love to so badly, it hurts.” He brushed the high colour on her cheeks. “And you are so hot...I need to cool you down...” His hand snaked underneath her hair, cupping her nape, yanking her forward he slammed his mouth against hers, his tongue shoving inside her mouth, spearing the soft recesses.
Her nails clawed at his chest but to no avail, he was incredibly strong! His vigorous lovemaking kept hammering at her aching body.
Ciara’s mind was having a battle of its own. Her body was screaming for his touch, her insides coiled in anticipation yet her mind was frantic, trying to persuade her body to seize its ridiculous lusting.
Giorgos’s free hand snaked down to her buttocks, grabbing hold of one generous cheek, he forced her against him.
Her sensual squirming caught him by surprise and he lifted his mouth from her, staring down at her beautiful features.
He reached into her mind and grunted irritatingly.
Even in her fertile state she couldn’t just accept any male. Her bonded male’s blond hair and azure eyes loomed in his mind’s eye. Well if that’s what it takes to get her into his bed...
Both hands gripped her buttocks, lifting her to straddle his hips he headed towards the satin bed.
Dropping her onto the bed she opened her eyes and stared into the stormy, liquid amber. The face was anything but the one she was craving and reality hit hard.
“No!” She squirmed away from him but he was quicker and as he grabbed her by the ankles he yanked..hard.
“Not so fast Ciara. I’m not done yet...First I need to taste that nectar of yours.”
He lunged towards her like a panther. A tore ripped through the night and Ciara knew, her nightdress had suffered the brunt, just as her neck would in a few moments.
His weight was nauseating, spearing flashes of that night in her mind, playing it over and over like an old movie.
His hands moulded her sensitive breasts, every touch scraped along her skin, causing her unbearable throbbing.
Ciara’s wild kicking and crying seized when his cruel fangs tore at her neck. Her nails sliced into his shoulders, trying to push him off her.
His satisfied grunts as he drew from her vein, sickened her but she couldn’t chase the wild pulse from her core and she scrunched her eyes shut, wishing for it to end.
His fangs extracted from her flesh, his breath tickled her skin, popping goose bumps all over.
“Its only the beginning little darlin’...Fuck...have I told you that you’re taste is like nothing I’ve tasted before? Daaammmnnnn” His lips puckered at her neck just before he sliced into her again.
Giorgos hips undulated against her pelvis as he fed, his free hand roamed her curves, skimming her hips he bunched the tattered night dress up around her thighs.
His fingers toyed with her panties and one hard yank had her panties on the floor.
“Giorgos please!”
“Begging for it already? I’m better than I thought.” His evil laugh grated her ears and she whimpered.
He pushed himself onto his hands, staring down at her, he watched as her tears streamed down her face.
“Tears doesn’t work on me Ciara. You cant fool me. Your mind says no and your body...darling...your body screams yes...yes...YES!”
“You know I cannot control my body. I will never give my body freely, what you take tonight you will have to take forcefully.”
“Now that sounds like a challenge. I like challenges...I like a woman with some fire in her.” His hands bit into the softness of her fleshy thighs as he forced them apart.
Jesus! He is going to rape me!
A vicious snarl from the patio froze the weight pushing her into the mattress.
“You son of a bitch.” Xander’s voice spewed venom.
Giorgos flashed to his feet. Ciara cringed at the coldness swooping through the air.
Xander’s flaming eyes swung towards Ciara’s naked body on the bed, taking in the ripped nightdress and the torn scrap of material resembling her lacy panties. She knifed upright, trying to cover her modesty and Xander felt hatred for his brother snapped into place.
“I welcome you into my home and this is how you treat my future wife?” The two vampires circled each other, their fangs bared.
“History repeats itself doesn’t it dear brother?” Giorgos’ sarcastic laughter rang in Ciara’s ears.
“Not this time. You will not get to take her from me. This time you will die.”
With the sheet covering her, she watched big eyed as the two brothers exchanged hateful words.
“You couldn’t keep Eiron happy. So I stepped in. At least I made her happy just a pity...”
“Just a pity she died? You killed her!” Xander was beside himself.
“I didn’t kill her, she wasn’t strong enough to bear my child.”
“She was MY wife! You had no right!”
“She wanted something you couldn’t give. Wait! Have you told her that?” His amber light swivelled her way. “Did he tell you?” He advanced towards her.
“How would we ever know that I couldn’t give her a pure breed? You stuck your dick into her even before I could have a chance.”
“That my dear brother, is because you are married to the coven and not your women. You decided to go away to meet your precious vampire coven and leave you wife to fend for herself, fighting her ripening. How many times Xander? How many God damn years did you do that? I was the one comforting her, easing her aching body with mine. But this time I wont wait that long. I will not make her suffer as long as Eiron did. Doesn’t her scent drive you crazy, turning you insides into tight knots?” He tipped his head back sniffing the air.
Ciara scampered further from them. Two aroused vampires were asking for shit and she was like a damn mouse cornered with two hungry cats. Just as she blinked she felt a swirl of coldness towards her and she screamed.
Giorgos’s whispered in her ear, one hand kept her captive against his frame, the other brushing her hair from her neck.
“You see brother...like putty in my hands.” Ciara whimpered as a warm tongue licked at her neck. “Have you told Xander of our rendezvous that night? I almost had her but her mate’s senses were quite tuned in and he found her before I could make her mine.”
“He almost killed you. I wish he had!” It was her turn to spit venom.
A heavy hand came down on the side of her face and she cried out, feeling the sting burning her cheek.
“ One thing we have to change about you is your disrespectful manner. But we have all the time in the world. So are you going to join me, kill me or watch?” His eyebrow flicked heavenwards, his taunting smile directed at his brother.
The hand that had just caused her pain slipped towards the sheet covering her breasts, with one yank her breasts were exposed to two sets of flashing irises.
“You were always the weak one Xander. The oldest but the weakest.” When his hand reached the peak of her breast, he flicked his thumb over the rosy nub.
“So what is it gonna be brother?” Ciara shuddered when his fangs scraped the fragile slope of her shoulder.
Was her body’s instinct sharper than her ears?
Turning her head towards the cool breeze wafting the scent of rain to her nostrils, she waited, listening.
A sudden flash brightened the night outside and Ciara heard her own shocked cry in her ears.
“Hello again Sweetheart.” Glimmering amber shone from the dark.
“What are you doing here?”
Ciara was frozen to the spot, her limbs were paralyzed with fear.
The brooding vampire stepped into the room, Ciara stopped breathing.
“My brother was always the aristocrat, tied down by his idiot ideas of belonging to the coven. It will be his downfall one day you know. Just like tonight, look at what he is missing...” His hand waved towards her and she felt her arms came up in embarrassment to cover the flimsy material, giving him an eyeful of female curves.
“Giorgos, you need to leave. If Xander comes back...”
“You and me both know it’s gonna take a while. So you and I have all the time in the world to have some fun and maybe even creating a tiny new vampire, what do you say?”
His movements were alarmingly swift and as she blinked he was right before her, looking down at her distressed face with a sensual look in his eyes.
A suggestion flicked in her mind...
He held out his hand and she took it.
“I remember that night when I first saw you. Your scent was driving me insane and that dress...God Almighty its a pity I had to destroy it with my uncontrolled passion.”
“P..p...passion? You almost killed me! That wasn’t passion that was a full blown assault.”
Two fingers stilled her accusations.
“Tsk tsk ...now..now Sweething, you have only yourself to blame for all that. You tried to run away, screamed like a teenage virgin about to be deflowered and well...your looks it was the whole package. Tonight we can really have some fun. You have reached your fertile state. Your body is drenched in your sweet scent. Your pupils are dilated with need...you cant deny it can you Ciara? You want to be made love to so badly, it hurts.” He brushed the high colour on her cheeks. “And you are so hot...I need to cool you down...” His hand snaked underneath her hair, cupping her nape, yanking her forward he slammed his mouth against hers, his tongue shoving inside her mouth, spearing the soft recesses.
Her nails clawed at his chest but to no avail, he was incredibly strong! His vigorous lovemaking kept hammering at her aching body.
Ciara’s mind was having a battle of its own. Her body was screaming for his touch, her insides coiled in anticipation yet her mind was frantic, trying to persuade her body to seize its ridiculous lusting.
Giorgos’s free hand snaked down to her buttocks, grabbing hold of one generous cheek, he forced her against him.
Her sensual squirming caught him by surprise and he lifted his mouth from her, staring down at her beautiful features.
He reached into her mind and grunted irritatingly.
Even in her fertile state she couldn’t just accept any male. Her bonded male’s blond hair and azure eyes loomed in his mind’s eye. Well if that’s what it takes to get her into his bed...
Both hands gripped her buttocks, lifting her to straddle his hips he headed towards the satin bed.
Dropping her onto the bed she opened her eyes and stared into the stormy, liquid amber. The face was anything but the one she was craving and reality hit hard.
“No!” She squirmed away from him but he was quicker and as he grabbed her by the ankles he yanked..hard.
“Not so fast Ciara. I’m not done yet...First I need to taste that nectar of yours.”
He lunged towards her like a panther. A tore ripped through the night and Ciara knew, her nightdress had suffered the brunt, just as her neck would in a few moments.
His weight was nauseating, spearing flashes of that night in her mind, playing it over and over like an old movie.
His hands moulded her sensitive breasts, every touch scraped along her skin, causing her unbearable throbbing.
Ciara’s wild kicking and crying seized when his cruel fangs tore at her neck. Her nails sliced into his shoulders, trying to push him off her.
His satisfied grunts as he drew from her vein, sickened her but she couldn’t chase the wild pulse from her core and she scrunched her eyes shut, wishing for it to end.
His fangs extracted from her flesh, his breath tickled her skin, popping goose bumps all over.
“Its only the beginning little darlin’...Fuck...have I told you that you’re taste is like nothing I’ve tasted before? Daaammmnnnn” His lips puckered at her neck just before he sliced into her again.
Giorgos hips undulated against her pelvis as he fed, his free hand roamed her curves, skimming her hips he bunched the tattered night dress up around her thighs.
His fingers toyed with her panties and one hard yank had her panties on the floor.
“Giorgos please!”
“Begging for it already? I’m better than I thought.” His evil laugh grated her ears and she whimpered.
He pushed himself onto his hands, staring down at her, he watched as her tears streamed down her face.
“Tears doesn’t work on me Ciara. You cant fool me. Your mind says no and your body...darling...your body screams yes...yes...YES!”
“You know I cannot control my body. I will never give my body freely, what you take tonight you will have to take forcefully.”
“Now that sounds like a challenge. I like challenges...I like a woman with some fire in her.” His hands bit into the softness of her fleshy thighs as he forced them apart.
Jesus! He is going to rape me!
A vicious snarl from the patio froze the weight pushing her into the mattress.
“You son of a bitch.” Xander’s voice spewed venom.
Giorgos flashed to his feet. Ciara cringed at the coldness swooping through the air.
Xander’s flaming eyes swung towards Ciara’s naked body on the bed, taking in the ripped nightdress and the torn scrap of material resembling her lacy panties. She knifed upright, trying to cover her modesty and Xander felt hatred for his brother snapped into place.
“I welcome you into my home and this is how you treat my future wife?” The two vampires circled each other, their fangs bared.
“History repeats itself doesn’t it dear brother?” Giorgos’ sarcastic laughter rang in Ciara’s ears.
“Not this time. You will not get to take her from me. This time you will die.”
With the sheet covering her, she watched big eyed as the two brothers exchanged hateful words.
“You couldn’t keep Eiron happy. So I stepped in. At least I made her happy just a pity...”
“Just a pity she died? You killed her!” Xander was beside himself.
“I didn’t kill her, she wasn’t strong enough to bear my child.”
“She was MY wife! You had no right!”
“She wanted something you couldn’t give. Wait! Have you told her that?” His amber light swivelled her way. “Did he tell you?” He advanced towards her.
“How would we ever know that I couldn’t give her a pure breed? You stuck your dick into her even before I could have a chance.”
“That my dear brother, is because you are married to the coven and not your women. You decided to go away to meet your precious vampire coven and leave you wife to fend for herself, fighting her ripening. How many times Xander? How many God damn years did you do that? I was the one comforting her, easing her aching body with mine. But this time I wont wait that long. I will not make her suffer as long as Eiron did. Doesn’t her scent drive you crazy, turning you insides into tight knots?” He tipped his head back sniffing the air.
Ciara scampered further from them. Two aroused vampires were asking for shit and she was like a damn mouse cornered with two hungry cats. Just as she blinked she felt a swirl of coldness towards her and she screamed.
Giorgos’s whispered in her ear, one hand kept her captive against his frame, the other brushing her hair from her neck.
“You see brother...like putty in my hands.” Ciara whimpered as a warm tongue licked at her neck. “Have you told Xander of our rendezvous that night? I almost had her but her mate’s senses were quite tuned in and he found her before I could make her mine.”
“He almost killed you. I wish he had!” It was her turn to spit venom.
A heavy hand came down on the side of her face and she cried out, feeling the sting burning her cheek.
“ One thing we have to change about you is your disrespectful manner. But we have all the time in the world. So are you going to join me, kill me or watch?” His eyebrow flicked heavenwards, his taunting smile directed at his brother.
The hand that had just caused her pain slipped towards the sheet covering her breasts, with one yank her breasts were exposed to two sets of flashing irises.
“You were always the weak one Xander. The oldest but the weakest.” When his hand reached the peak of her breast, he flicked his thumb over the rosy nub.
“So what is it gonna be brother?” Ciara shuddered when his fangs scraped the fragile slope of her shoulder.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Chapter 148
Ciara took a delicate bite out of her dessert cake. The males were keeping conversation in their tongue and only turned to English when they addressed her.
Ciara tipped the glass slightly, her hand trembled and she swallowed quickly but Xander’s eyes missed nothing and his eyes flashed in concern.
“Are you ok Agapi mou?” His hand rested on her scorching hand.
“Could you please excuse me? I feel unwell.”
Giorgos lowered his wine glass slowly, staring over the rim of his glass he smiled that wicked smile of his.
“You must excuse my brother he hasn’t been in close proximity with an Enepsigos in her fertile state in...what brother...100...150 years? He hasn’t remembered that you can get quite ...uuuhh... uncomfortable in the presence of any males during this time.”
The dark warning in Xander’s eyes didn’t faze his sibling in the least.
He nonetheless stood up, holding out his hand towards her.
“I’m afraid my brother is right Meli. Please forgive my ignorance. I’m sure Giorgos will excuse me if I escort you to your room?”
Giorgos nodded and took a swig out of glass again.
“Goodnight Giorgos.”
“Goodnight Ciara. If you don’t hurry back I’ll understand completely my brother… ”
She could feel his eyes bore into her back as they walked out.
“Why are you so emotional, Meli? Your thoughts are all over the place and you are afraid of my brother...”
“Maybe its just this whole transition thing messing with me.” How could she tell him that...
“Tell me what?”
Ciara stilled for a moment.
“Nothing...really. Why don’t you join your brother? I’m going to get some rest....”
The door shut behind them. Pulling her into the room he backed up, both his hands entwined with hers.
“I ache to ease your pain. You don’t know how much...” The unadulterated longing in his voice plucked at her heart.
He came to a standstill in the middle of the room, his hands brushing her heated skin down her slim arms, his scarlet eyes following the trail of his touch. His big hands encircled her waist and with a slight tug she tumbled forward, knocking against his chest. Her palms flattened against the broad chest, his cool skin felt shocking against her blazing palms.
“This colour suits your skin perfectly.” The back of his hands glided upwards, the silk hissing as it brushed against his hands.
A hiss left his chest as he stepped back.
“I have to give you your birthday present.” His hand dug into his pocket and as it pulled out she felt her throat constrict as her eyes fell onto the tiny jewellery box.
“Xander you shouldn’t have...”
“Sshhh...let me do this the right way...” His thumb flicked the tiny box open, a diamond ring adorned with a huge emerald stone flickered in the light.
Xander went down on one knee, taking her left hand gently between his fingers, his crimson eyes sparkled up to her, adoration shining from his handsome face.
“Would you honour me by becoming my wife?” The whispered request hung between their poised bodies.
“Xander...” Tears pricked behind her eyelids as she closed her eyes.
“You are all I want. I promise to honour and love you till eternity. You’ll never want for anything. I’ll be your protector, your lover, your friend. Say yes O ángelós mou (my angel).”
Chasing the face with the glorious azure eyes from her mind, she opened her eyes.
“Yes, I will become your wife…” Her choke was lost in his chest when he crushed her to him.
Untamed passion was suddenly unleashed when Xander’s mouth crashed down onto her stunned lips. His body caged her in, overpowering her.
Ciara knew he could hear her heart drumming in her chest, her core was melting, her body said yes, her mind screamed no.
Tipping his head lower, his tongue traced her neckline just above the silk, her plush breasts pushed against the restraining blue, threatening to spill over.
Grabbing onto his shoulders she gasped as one hand slid towards her buttocks suddenly, slamming her lower body into his hips.
“Let me make love to you. My body needs you, just as you need mine.”
Cool night air filtered against her back as she felt the zipper of her dress inched lower.
“Xander...”
Ciara licked her dry lips, she was on fire. She couldn’t give into this instinctive urge! She just couldn’t!
Just as the thought crossed her mind, she was thoroughly kissed, brutally so.
Her body was relieved from the weight of the dress and she whimpered as she was lifted from the heap of material at her feet.
She was crushed into his frame, her feet just above the ground, submitting her completely under his mercy.
“You are weightless, so fragile...if I’m not careful I’ll crush you... God...just like a flower...” His voice was lost in between her breasts.
Her toes touched the lush carpet again, his dark head was so close to her face, if she wanted to she could touch the shining black mane..
“I want you to touch me...” his growl vibrated against her mounts.
She reached out and fingered the charcoal blackness. If only it was blonde...
His hands tightened cruelly against her back, his touch turned into cruel claws and she wiped the thoughts from her mind.
The back of Ciara’s legs bumped against the mattress. It took a slight shove from Xander to let her tumbled onto the mattress.
His body followed hers and for a moment the breath was knocked from her lungs.
“You touch drives me out of my mind, Meli. And as much as I want to stay here with you, sinking into you sweetness I’m afraid I cannot. I have some pressing matters to attend to. When I make love to you I want to drag it out for hours, tiring your mind and your body until you crave nothing else but my touch.”
“Are you going out?”Fear clawed at her.
“Yes Meli but don’t fret. My brother will remain here. You will be completely safe.”
He stood from the bed, adjusting his tight pants.
“Xander there is something that I need to tell you...”
“I’m afraid it has to wait, you’ve already made me late with your irresistible charms.”
She received a hurried kiss on the lips.” Wait up for me...or don’t I would like to wake you up myself...we need to celebrate your birthday properly. Just you and me...”
Ciara was suddenly alone.
Ciara tipped the glass slightly, her hand trembled and she swallowed quickly but Xander’s eyes missed nothing and his eyes flashed in concern.
“Are you ok Agapi mou?” His hand rested on her scorching hand.
“Could you please excuse me? I feel unwell.”
Giorgos lowered his wine glass slowly, staring over the rim of his glass he smiled that wicked smile of his.
“You must excuse my brother he hasn’t been in close proximity with an Enepsigos in her fertile state in...what brother...100...150 years? He hasn’t remembered that you can get quite ...uuuhh... uncomfortable in the presence of any males during this time.”
The dark warning in Xander’s eyes didn’t faze his sibling in the least.
He nonetheless stood up, holding out his hand towards her.
“I’m afraid my brother is right Meli. Please forgive my ignorance. I’m sure Giorgos will excuse me if I escort you to your room?”
Giorgos nodded and took a swig out of glass again.
“Goodnight Giorgos.”
“Goodnight Ciara. If you don’t hurry back I’ll understand completely my brother… ”
She could feel his eyes bore into her back as they walked out.
“Why are you so emotional, Meli? Your thoughts are all over the place and you are afraid of my brother...”
“Maybe its just this whole transition thing messing with me.” How could she tell him that...
“Tell me what?”
Ciara stilled for a moment.
“Nothing...really. Why don’t you join your brother? I’m going to get some rest....”
The door shut behind them. Pulling her into the room he backed up, both his hands entwined with hers.
“I ache to ease your pain. You don’t know how much...” The unadulterated longing in his voice plucked at her heart.
He came to a standstill in the middle of the room, his hands brushing her heated skin down her slim arms, his scarlet eyes following the trail of his touch. His big hands encircled her waist and with a slight tug she tumbled forward, knocking against his chest. Her palms flattened against the broad chest, his cool skin felt shocking against her blazing palms.
“This colour suits your skin perfectly.” The back of his hands glided upwards, the silk hissing as it brushed against his hands.
A hiss left his chest as he stepped back.
“I have to give you your birthday present.” His hand dug into his pocket and as it pulled out she felt her throat constrict as her eyes fell onto the tiny jewellery box.
“Xander you shouldn’t have...”
“Sshhh...let me do this the right way...” His thumb flicked the tiny box open, a diamond ring adorned with a huge emerald stone flickered in the light.
Xander went down on one knee, taking her left hand gently between his fingers, his crimson eyes sparkled up to her, adoration shining from his handsome face.
“Would you honour me by becoming my wife?” The whispered request hung between their poised bodies.
“Xander...” Tears pricked behind her eyelids as she closed her eyes.
“You are all I want. I promise to honour and love you till eternity. You’ll never want for anything. I’ll be your protector, your lover, your friend. Say yes O ángelós mou (my angel).”
Chasing the face with the glorious azure eyes from her mind, she opened her eyes.
“Yes, I will become your wife…” Her choke was lost in his chest when he crushed her to him.
Untamed passion was suddenly unleashed when Xander’s mouth crashed down onto her stunned lips. His body caged her in, overpowering her.
Ciara knew he could hear her heart drumming in her chest, her core was melting, her body said yes, her mind screamed no.
Tipping his head lower, his tongue traced her neckline just above the silk, her plush breasts pushed against the restraining blue, threatening to spill over.
Grabbing onto his shoulders she gasped as one hand slid towards her buttocks suddenly, slamming her lower body into his hips.
“Let me make love to you. My body needs you, just as you need mine.”
Cool night air filtered against her back as she felt the zipper of her dress inched lower.
“Xander...”
Ciara licked her dry lips, she was on fire. She couldn’t give into this instinctive urge! She just couldn’t!
Just as the thought crossed her mind, she was thoroughly kissed, brutally so.
Her body was relieved from the weight of the dress and she whimpered as she was lifted from the heap of material at her feet.
She was crushed into his frame, her feet just above the ground, submitting her completely under his mercy.
“You are weightless, so fragile...if I’m not careful I’ll crush you... God...just like a flower...” His voice was lost in between her breasts.
Her toes touched the lush carpet again, his dark head was so close to her face, if she wanted to she could touch the shining black mane..
“I want you to touch me...” his growl vibrated against her mounts.
She reached out and fingered the charcoal blackness. If only it was blonde...
His hands tightened cruelly against her back, his touch turned into cruel claws and she wiped the thoughts from her mind.
The back of Ciara’s legs bumped against the mattress. It took a slight shove from Xander to let her tumbled onto the mattress.
His body followed hers and for a moment the breath was knocked from her lungs.
“You touch drives me out of my mind, Meli. And as much as I want to stay here with you, sinking into you sweetness I’m afraid I cannot. I have some pressing matters to attend to. When I make love to you I want to drag it out for hours, tiring your mind and your body until you crave nothing else but my touch.”
“Are you going out?”Fear clawed at her.
“Yes Meli but don’t fret. My brother will remain here. You will be completely safe.”
He stood from the bed, adjusting his tight pants.
“Xander there is something that I need to tell you...”
“I’m afraid it has to wait, you’ve already made me late with your irresistible charms.”
She received a hurried kiss on the lips.” Wait up for me...or don’t I would like to wake you up myself...we need to celebrate your birthday properly. Just you and me...”
Ciara was suddenly alone.
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