“Yeah, I’d say. I’m surprised he took it with such good grace when you broke ‘the rules,’” he chuckles.
I laugh quietly. “Me too, but I don’t mean that.”
Having caught his interest, he stares at me intently. “What do you mean then?”
I sit heavily on the bed and debate whether to tell him or not. It isn’t anything to do with him, but I want to talk to him. I want to be here with him, so I open up. “I don’t think he realized how much he would hurt me by asking me to betray you. When I felt your pain, he felt my own and it caught him off guard how much it hurt him. A lot. Not that he would admit it,” I say ruefully. “But we are all connected now in ways that we weren’t before. We are a true family and we feel each other’s pain, and the opposite. We really feel it instead of just having a sense of it.”
“Oh,” he says. “That’s… intense.”
“Yes, it is. Everything is changing, nothing is the way it was. I envy Cole that he will only learn the new way,” I admit.
“Hm, I suppose being a newbie has its advantages. But I wouldn’t give up the last five hundred and six years for anything.” He strokes my face and curls my hair behind my ear in a familiar gesture.
“Seeing you with him in that way…it was incredible,” he murmurs, his lips close to mine. “I want to see you with him again, but properly this time.”
I nod, highly aroused by this prospect. “I want that too. He will agree. He’s already told me you can join us.”
He smiles wickedly at me. “I want him to watch as I fuck his charge,” he snorts with mirth. “But I also want to watch you fuck your sire.” He breathes in deeply as he pictures it all in his mind.
“Now, I’m all riled up,” I murmur, before I plunge my tongue in his mouth.
“Me too,” he whispers, pulling away. “But go and find your newbie. He needs you more than I do right now.”
“I love you,” I say as I kiss his palm, then I stand and leave him, wishing that I could’ve lingered a bit longer. But shit needs sorting out, and soon.
CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT
F inding Cole in our bedroom, I give him a small smile. “Sorry, baby. I know you’re worried about me, but I’m okay. Don’t make a fuss, just let me hold you.”
There is no way on Earth he can refuse an offer like that. And he doesn’t.
“What happened to CK?” I ask after a minute or so.
“He went back to Italy, thankfully. He is in a proper bad mood about this charge’s thing. Why does he want to keep you all apart?”
I giggle at the mood comment knowing exactly how much of a moody dick he can be. “It’s more he wants to keep them apart from me, I think.”
“Because of Lance?”
“Since that incident, it is a part of the reason, but not all of it. I am only speculating. To be honest, I’m not entirely sure I want to meet them anyway. Certainly not any of the ones that are younger than me. Or women,” I grouse jealously.
He chuckles. “How can you be jealous when you yourself have charges, who are men?”
I shrug. “I don’t know. It’s not rational. It’s just a dodgy area.”
“Well, Devon and I get on just fine,” he points out.
“Yes, that’s true,” I say and give him a bright smile. “And I’m so happy about it. But with him…I don’t know. He has never given me a reason to be secure, I guess. I have, haven’t I? With you?” I know I have with Devon. I hope the same can be said for my husband.
“Yes,” he says. “I thought it would be different, difficult and awkward, but I don’t feel that way at all. I am secure. Although, it would help if your sire would be a little less overbearing.” He snorts with laughter.
“Ha,” I laugh as well. “Fat chance, I’m afraid. But, Cole, I need you to know that I love you, and that I love him and Devon as well.”
He says, kisses the top of my head, but not pressing the issue further by demanding special privileges because we are married.
“Anyway, about the charges thing. I will deal with them as and when. Right now, I have to concentrate on Lance.” I stand up and pull him up with me. “We need to leave soon to get there in the morning. I want him at his weakest.”
“Where exactly is it that we are going?”