“Take her,” I say again more insistently. “You will be in complete control of her.”
I see the flash in his eyes, and I know he wants it, but still he refuses.
“She already has you in her mouth,” I say. “Just turn her around.” I grab her by her hair and pull her away from him, turning her around. He grabs her hips, eyes never leaving mine and with a look of triumph that turns to anguish almost instantly, he slides into her. I part my lips and pull his head down to kiss him as he pushes himself further into her.
“No,” he murmurs. “This doesn’t feel right.”
“It’s okay, baby,” I tell him as I stand up behind him and bend down, dropping my fangs. I sink them slowly into him and he groans. He pulls her back onto him as he stays still while I feed and as soon as I release him, he pounds into her unable to stop and with a cry of frustration, anger, and regret–but most of all revenge–he comes inside her before she has even had a chance to get warmed up.
He shoves her away in disgust and turns to me still standing behind him and pulls my legs out from under me so I fall down to the bed and before I can say anything, he is inside me, fucking me hard and fast as he kisses me desperately, hands all over me as he mutters, “I love you” over and over. We come together quickly, crying out into each other’s mouths as I wrap my legs around him to force him deeper into me.
“I’m sorry,” he whispers. “I’m sorry.”
“No,” I say taking his face in my hands. “You have nothing to be sorry for. You wanted her and you took her.”
“But she doesn’t mean anything to me,” he drops his forehead to mine. “I have no bonds with her.” And I see he is trying to make a distinction between what I do and what he did.
“Baby, I wanted you to take her. I wanted you to see that it is okay. New male Vampires need this kind of release. I was here and you didn’t do anything wrong.” I kiss him and then add with a slight smile, “I know you feel vindicated somehow.”
He looks up at me startled, but as he can see I don’t mean harm, he smiles as well, “Well, maybe just a little.”
The girl clears her throat and we remember her then, having forgotten while we had our private conversation.
The door opens and in comes Devon and Jess. “Told you it was this one,” he says to her as Cole flicks the covers over us. Me and him, that is, leaving the poor girl to her own devices.
“Do you mind?” Cole snaps. “Boundaries, remember?”
Devon closes the door and leans against it and shrugs, “Fairly sure you aren’t up to anything I haven’t already seen. Or done.”
Cole rolls his eyes at Devon and then gives a pointed look at Jess, who is giving Cole a look of such lust, it fires up my green-eyed monster. “How did you find us?” Cole asks, sensing my annoyance and grabbing my hand.
“She’s my sire, I can sense her. Although, it took a moment. The sexual energy in this place is killer. Tends to block most other things out.”
“What are you doing in here?” I ask.
“Oh, yeah, time to go. This isn’t exactly a legal set-up. Cops are on their way.”
“Oh, fuck,” I scramble off the bed and pull my dress over my head. I throw Cole his clothes and he gets dressed quickly despite Jess staring at him as he does so. Her eyes widen as I kiss the girl, letting it linger for a few moments longer than necessary and I tilt my head to Cole, who does the same as Devon’s eyes go wider. He looks at me in question and I shrug. It’s not for me to say anything about what went on in here. The girl flinches as his lips touch hers and he grabs her by the throat to hold her in place. She is still afraid of him and I know he is loving it. He pulls back with a wicked smile and I grab his hand and run down the stairs. If we got caught in here it would be bad. I think briefly of Astralling us out, but I have never taken three passengers before and it is always best to go back the way we came. If we run out of time, then I will fall on Plan B.
Moments later, we all tumble into the limo and Grayson has us on the road before we have even shut the door. Panting with the excitement and thrill of nearly being caught, Jess is clinging to Devon and I am intrigued about what they got up to. She has clearly fed on fresh human blood as her eyes are sparkling, but I refrain from asking as it isn’t my business. She catches my eye and smiles at me and lets go of Devon to climb onto the seat next to me, eager to share her experience. I go with it as I can sense that Cole is eager to share his own experience with Devon. It warms my heart that they have such a friendship. Jess whispers to me and we end up giggling like two teenage girls (well, I suppose we are two teenage girls) as she tells me what she and Devon did. I don’t share mine and Cole’s story with her as it is too personal, and she doesn’t ask.
Chapter 11
Cole leaves for work at the crack of dawn on Friday morning in high spirits after our adventure yesterday. “I love you,” he whispers to me as he kisses me goodbye and I snuggle further under the duvet. “Thank you.”
“I love you. What for?” I ask.
“For being the best wife ever,” he chuckles, and I snort in amusement. “No really,” he says. “Last night, you gave me something I was craving. Power.”
“Don’t let it go to your head,” I mock frown at him, and he grins.
“I’ll try not to, but I need now more than ever to go out,” he says seriously.
And this is what I was afraid of. My hasty decision to give him what he wanted ended up being exactly what I didn’t want for him. I sigh and mutter, “Speak to Devon about it later.”
He nods. “I’ll call you later.”
“I’ll be in The Underworld. No cell reception.”