“I still have your blood running through me. Your original blood. I am still a part of you.”
Well! That just smacks of unfair that he gets to keep his advanced Powers while I get weaker. He steps closer and gazes down at me. “Don’t change back. Come back with me to The Underworld. We can be together, just the two of us. As we are meant to be,” he whispers.
“No, Xane. I can’t. This isn’t me. I am not Queen like this, and I cannot, will not, abandon the men that I love just because you ask me to.”
“I love you,” he says. “I love you.”
“No, Xane. It isn’t right.” I step back and try to Shift. Thank fuck it works, and I’m Liv again. I adjust my outfit accordingly, going for my trademark black mini and backless halter top.
He looks pained as he sees the change, but again steps closer to me. He cups my face in both of his hands and drops his mouth to mine. He kisses me slowly and deeply, his tongue moving against mine in the same slow, steady rhythm that he was using against another part of me yesterday. He pulls back and murmurs, “I want to tongue fuck you again. I want to taste you.” I gasp into his mouth at his words as he kisses me again. He runs his tongue along my top teeth, teasing me and my fangs, that have been aching to drop for hours, now descend, slicing into his tongue and drawing blood. He hisses as his blood fills my mouth and I lap at his tongue in desperation. I am hungry for blood now and he tastes like nectar from the gods. I pull his head closer to me, my sharp fangs scratching his tongue, his lips, and he moans in ecstasy. He moves his hand under my skirt and brushes his fingers lightly over me and I shiver. But it jolts me back to the present and I push him away. Kisses and feeding are one thing. Touching falls into a whole different bag.
“I must go. Cole will be worried.” I step back from him and Astral out, leaving him looking mournfully after me.
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIFTY
“L iv.” Cole throws himself at me as he sees me back in normal form. “Thank God.”
I smile at him and raise my hand to his cheek and this time he reacts. He turns his face into my palm and kisses me there before pulling me so close and kissing my lips. I am quite conscious that I must now not only have Devon’s scent all over me but also Xane’s blood in my mouth. If he notices, he doesn’t say anything, so I kiss him back desperately.
“I need you,” he says as he pushes his hands up my skirt and walks me back to the bedroom. I get rid of my top and skirt in the process. He picks me up and pushes me against the wall. I free his cock and guide him inside me, needing him as much as he needs me. I pull his head to my neck and tilt away. His fangs drop straight into my flesh as he feeds, needing this intimacy to restore our bond, to restore his strength. He pounds into me and I come quickly. He releases the bite and turns us to face the bed. He throws me down in the middle as he strips off his clothes and then he is on me, kissing me, nipping me, licking me, driving me to the point of distraction.
He sits up and pulls me onto his lap. “Feed,” he orders.
I don’t need asking twice. I suckle, slowly and deeply, lost in the taste of his blood, lost in his touch and I can feel our bond stronger than ever, an almost glowing gold ribbon tying us together. He must have thrust inside me again at some point as I suddenly feel the rush again, “Together,” I say to him as I release him. “Tell me when.”
“Now,” he growls, and I am ready for him. We come together in perfect sync and everyone is happy.
That is, everyone except Constantine, who clears his throat from the doorway. “Nice to see you back, Aefre, but did you have to do this on our bed?”
Our bed? We have a bed? Well, I suppose you could call this hotel room bed “our bed” as we are temporarily sharing it, but Cole is not going to like that in the slightest. I chance a quick peek up at him and no, he isn’t impressed.
“There was nowhere else,” I say in a huff. “Unless you would have preferred we go to Sebastian’s bed?” I say, knowing he will like that option even less.
He grunts at me and changes the subject. “How did you find yourself again?”
Pulling the covers over me and Cole in a show of false modesty – more for Cole’s benefit than mine – I tell him the story of the wards and he seems surprised but thrilled. “So, you are weaker when you are not a Vampire?” he says as he sits on the bed.
“Seems so,” I say.
“Tiamat is not going to like that.”
“Tough shit. Even She can’t deny now that without the Vampire, I wouldn’t be who I am. I suppose it makes sense actually,” I muse. “After all, the prophecy was about a Vampire. Not a Demon.”
“Why do you think you Shifted to Xerxei in the first place?” Cole asks, quite enjoying this naked cuddling in front of my sire.
“I don’t know. She seems quite forceful. Although the strangest thing was the Dragon was at peace. She was sleeping.” Both of them look surprised at that as they both know the Dragon is quite active but even when She is still, She is awake and alert. “What is She doing now?” I ask Cole.
He pushes me forward away from him and peers at my back. “She’s doing that thing where She wants me to stroke Her,” he giggles in delight and I shiver as he runs his hand over my back.
I look back at Constantine, who looks like he wants to commit murder. I know it is because he has never really seen me this intimate with Cole before and he certainly wasn’t aware that he has a personal relationship with my Dragon. I smile uncertainly at him and he puts his shutters back in place. “You need to rest, Aefre,” he says quietly.
“I know. I’m exhausted.”
“I’ll bring you some blood and then you should sleep. The girl is probably going to wake later, and you need to be focused.”
I nod my thanks and he leaves silently.
“Our bed, eh?” Cole says slyly. “I thought he preferred his own space.”