“I don’t see why. I’ve seen humans pressing their bodies together in lust. I’ve never done that with a man either. Would you do that with me, Dusty? Would you kiss me and have sex with me?”
He laughed, which baffled her, and paced the room, running his hands through his curly hair. “Jeez…how often does a guy have this opportunity? And here I am freaking out.”
“Are you asking me a question?” If so, she had no idea.
“No. I was babbling to myself.” He turned to her, drew in a long breath, then let it rush out. “Sex is an intimate thing, like you said earlier about kissing.”
“Yes, and I wish to be intimate with you now, Dusty.” Stepping up to him, she took his hands in hers and leaned in to allow him to kiss her. When he hesitated, she pursed her lips. “Do I not appeal to you? Am I not someone you would like to kiss?”
“Man…yeah, I want to kiss you and, yeah, I’m attracted to you, but—”
“Then what is the problem? Kiss me, Dusty.” She closed her eyes, leaning her face towards him, and waited. She felt his breath as it caressed her mouth, and when his lips brushed hers, she quivered. She had envisioned being kissed so many times and now it was finally happening. He released her hands to take her in his arms. She wrapped her arms around him and sank into the sensation of his warm lips on hers.
Her body felt warm and she was terrified she wouldn’t kiss properly and when he tilted his head, she tilted hers in the opposite direction. She followed his moves, doing what he did with his lips and hoped she was doing it right.
She liked kissing.
Leaning into him, their bodies pressed together, she felt his hands caressing her hair. It was both soothing and stimulating. She followed his actions and slid her fingers through the curls on his head. They were so soft.
She felt something hard pressing against her abdomen and she was baffled by what it was. Lowering one hand, she reached down between them and placed her hand on the hardness.
He moaned and the vibration against her mouth tickled.
It felt odd, jutting out of his body…and then realization hit. She was touching his penis. She’d never touched one before. She’d seen them when she’d looked out from the Realm to see what the world was doing without her and she’d seen what women did to the organ and how the men would react.
She slid her hand inside his waistband, but before she could reach it, he pulled away.
“Whoa…”
“Is something wrong?” She was enjoying herself and she wished he would come back and kiss her some more.
“You’re just moving a little fast.”
“I could slow my motions down if that’s what you wish.” She inched back towards him.
“That’s not what I meant. I just think maybe we should slow things down between us…and I can’t believe I’m saying this.”
“I liked kissing you, and touching you. Didn’t you like what I was doing?”
He ran a hand through his hair as he moved back an inch. “Yeah, I liked what you were doing, but that’s not the point.”
She stepped towards him, he backed away. “Don’t you want to have sex with me, Dusty?”
“Of course I do, but I don’t want you to regret it when we’re done.”
She took his hands in hers to keep him from backing away again. “Why would I regret it?”
“Because you rushed into it with a stranger.”
Head cocked to the side, she replied, “You are not a stranger, Dusty. You are my friend, my protector.”
“Still…” He kissed her lightly, then pulled away. “I think we should go slow.”
She sulked after he walked away. She didn’t want to go slow. She wanted to know what it felt like to have his body inside of hers, to have him caress the intimate parts of her body.
“I’m beat. I’m going to pick a room and catch a nap.”
The instant he left the room, Felicity felt the fear creep into her like a slow fog. Hurrying to catch up, she wondered what it would take to convince him she was ready now.
“What are you doing?”
“I wish to take a nap with you.”
“Felicity,” he sighed, “you really need to learn not to be so afraid of everything. You’re safe here.” Taking her hands in his, he pressed a soft kiss to her lips, then hopped up on the bed.
He curled onto his side, facing the wall, and she stood there, sulking. She wanted to join him, to sleep beside him, to have him kiss and touch her again. Instead, she sat down in the chair across from his bed and watched him sleep.
Chapter Nine
Chaos was constantly disappointed by the imbeciles he called his men. Wasn’t there one creature on this earth that was as intelligent and as loyal as he was? Oh, how he missed Magnus. Now there was a loyal soul.
Pacing his room, Chaos wondered what it would take to have one loyal subject who would stick with him to the end. Either they ran off on him or were taken away, and it seemed more and more he was losing his men to Trinity and Basil.
Infuriated, Chaos picked up the chair near the window and flung it across the room. The action did little to curb his rage. What he wanted was to rip the eyeballs out of Trinity and Basil, then pour salt in their wounds and watch them flail about on the floor in agony. And that was only the beginning of what he wished he could do to the both of them.
To find out Daniel had gone over to their side grated. Chaos had thought better of the young man, but he supposed blood would always prove to be thicker than water. Given the fact that Daniel’s twin brother fought on Basil’s side, it stood to reason Daniel would follow. Still… He supposed he should have taken him back when Daniel had locked him up in the cell. He had, after all, found him and saved him from Fritz’s bizarre jail. Yet Chaos couldn’t help but mistrust the boy. If he’d gone to his brother once, odds were he would do so again and again and again.
Chaos just couldn’t risk that.
So he’d let him go.
Then there had been Destroyer. Oh, how he missed his blood. It had been so pure, virginal, and had filled him like nothing had in a very long time. Now he too was gone.
And four of Chaos’ best men with him.
Chaos had a real good idea what had happened to them, why they hadn’t come back. Basil and Trinity had taken them. Again they foiled his plans. And once again, he was in hiding. Sure, he had the protection spell given to him by the Dark Mystics to mimic that he was not in Jacob’s Cove, but it didn’t prevent his men from giving him up. They would, he knew that for a fact. They always did. So he was left to hide, once again. Only this time, no one knew where he was. He simply couldn’t trust anyone these days.
Just as soon as he was back to himself, he was going to take care of his enemies, Basil and Trinity. And this time, no one was going to stop him.
***
She took him in her hands and stroked him with soft, silky skin. Her fingers were long and delicate and surrounded him. With each stroke, he felt himself rising to the conclusion. Her mouth was eager, her lips were soft, and with each kiss she stroked him a little faster.
He slid his hand beneath her shirt to cup her breast. She was full, round, and her nipple was taut and ready. He twirled it between his finger and thumb, and when he did, she moaned against his lips. He felt it slide into his gut, then shoot straight to his loins.
His teeth caught her lip and the taste of her blood on his tongue was like ambrosia. She pulled her mouth free, angling her neck to him in invitation. He slipped her long, black hair aside and the vein at the side of her neck pulsated for him.
Lifting his upper lip, he bit into her neck, piercing the skin and drawing in her blood. Her hand quickened as he sucked on her vein. He drank and drank and still he felt starved. When her hand went lax, he looked down to see she had collapsed over him. Pulling his teeth fre
e, he gave her a nudge and when she rolled over, staring up at him with white eyes, he screamed.
“Are you all right?”
Her voice filled his head and as his vision cleared from his sleep, he saw Felicity standing over him, her fall of satin hair fanning her beautiful face. His loins ached for her, but more, his hunger called to take.
“I…I want to bite you.” The room began to sway when he sat up. “I…don’t feel well.”
“You look pale.”
He jumped when her hand touched his face. He could hear her blood pumping in her veins. “I think you need to leave.”
“I will not leave you,” she stated emphatically.
“If you don’t leave, I may just bite you.” He knew without a shadow of a doubt he would.
“Then have me.” She thrust her hair aside and bared her neck to him.
“I can’t.” He wanted to get away, but she was right in front of him and all he saw when he looked at her was her veins and those beautiful blue eyes calling to him.
“Why not? It is only blood and you and I both need it to survive. Take my blood and I will take yours.”
He wanted, oh how he wanted. Still… “I don’t want to bite you, Felicity. I never want to bite a human.”
She stroked a hand over his cheek and the look in her eyes was so touching he felt it grip his heart.
“Dusty, it is part of who we are. You need to accept that. Take me.” She crawled up onto the bed and leaned closer, exposing more of her neck.
His body ached for her. He’d never felt anything like it before. He actually felt as if he was being torn apart from the inside out. And it seemed that each pump of her heart, each pulsating rhythm of her blood, beat in time with his own. He needed her, there was no denying it.
But to take?
Her teeth grazed the skin on his neck near his shoulder. He flinched when her teeth sank into his vein and for a split second he was reminded of the man who had drunk from him last.
He felt her hand on his chest as she pulled the blood from his vein and it shot his pulse through the roof. Pushing Chaos from his mind, Dusty looked down at her vein…then dove.
She twitched, a faint squeak slipping from her mouth as she sucked on his vein. But the instant her blood touched his lips he was gone. Taking hold of her arms, he held her in place as he drank in her blood.
Her blood was like satin touching his lips and as smooth as silk and as it slipped into his body, he felt a high he had never felt before. He pulled her down onto him as he drank from her and she from him. Her body rested on his, her hands on his chest, touching lightly. He could feel the press of her breasts against his chest. And he felt himself go hard.
He had a thought to pull away, but then she spread her legs over him and pulled at his neck even harder. His blood began to heat up and the taste of hers changed. It took on a stronger, tangier taste he found he liked even more. He wrapped his arms around her body, holding her tight to him, and began to pump his hips into her.
He could feel the heat emanate from between her legs, drawing him in even more. When she matched his gyrations, he thought his eyes might cross.
They drank from each other while their bodies rocked against each other in perfect rhythm. Then he felt the familiar burst of adrenaline accompanied by an orgasm and knew there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Releasing her neck, he pulled her tighter against him and let himself go with a hearty groan. When she released his neck and began pumping against him even harder, he knew she was about to explode.
Holding onto each other, they cried out as the orgasms rippled through them.
***
Dusty didn’t know what to think of what had just happened. But he did know that his body didn’t ache anymore, which was a relief. Still, he’d drunk blood from Felicity, and he’d had an orgasm while doing so.
She’d had one too.
He could taste her blood on his tongue, a taste that was nothing like that of Chaos’ blood and he noticed he felt much more invigorated now than he ever had drinking from his jailer. Was it because she was a woman? Or was it because her blood was different? He remembered how her blood had glowed under the microscope.
She lifted her head to look down into his eyes. “Are you sated now?” Her hair fell like waves of satin over her shoulder, surrounding her face. Her body, still pressed to his, was warm and wet and his first instinct was to kiss her.
So he did.
He felt himself harden as their lips merged and their juices mingled. Breaking the kiss was not an easy task, but he knew if he didn’t, things were going to get mighty heated. He had to make sure she was okay, first.
“Did I take too much from you?”
Her eyes drooping in a dreamy look, she shook her head. “I could give you more if you need.”
Oh, he wanted more, but not only her blood. “I’m good. Um…what happened between us when we drank—”
“Was incredible,” she finished with a bright smile. “I’ve never felt anything like it. You are my first. I have never had anyone drink from me, or me from them. But I’m not quite sure I understand why my body shivered as it did or why I seem to be wet…down there.” Her eyes slid down, then back up to him.
Oh boy. “Um… It was an orgasm. You’ve never had an orgasm before?”
Head cocking to the side, she replied with confusion, “I do not know what that is.”
Oh boy oh boy. “Okay…an orgasm happens when a person is stimulated…down there. I take it you’ve never masturbated—I can’t believe I just asked you that.” How embarrassing.
“I do not know what that is either.”
Great. “Oh jeez. Didn’t your mother tell you about self-gratification? Didn’t she have the sex talk with you?”
“We never spoke of sex. I only know of such things from watching the humans. Often I would sneak off and do a spell to see what the world was like. My mother would not have approved if she had known I did such things. I have seen many humans interacting as we did, only with their clothing removed. We should have removed our clothing.”
He wanted nothing more. Still… “Yeah, well, another time maybe. When you watched those people interacting, did it ever make you feel funny inside? Down there?”
“Yes, it did, but I was never sure why.”
“Well, it’s called arousal. Seeing other people engaged in sex can be stimulating to the observer. Did you ever touch yourself when you were watching them?”
She blushed. “Is it wrong if I did?”
“Not at all.” He brushed her hair aside, amazed at how soft it really was. “It’s a natural act for all human beings. Even animals do it. When you touched yourself, didn’t you ever shake like you did now? Orgasm?”
“No, never. I liked the way it felt when I shook.” She smiled so sweetly it took his breath away. “Could we do that again so I can feel that sensation once more?”
Man, you have a willing party here all but begging you to take her and you’re hesitating. What is your problem? “Soon, maybe.”
“Have you ever…masturbated?”
His face had to have turned three shades of red. “Um…yeah, I have.”
“So you’ve interacted like this with other females?”
“Uh…no. You’re my first.”
Her brow curled. “You have never been with a woman in a sexual manner?”
Yeah, okay, why not just broadcast that? “No, never.”
“So you are a…virgin…as well?”
There came the fourth shade of red. “Yes. I really need to go wash up.” Rolling her aside, he slid from the bed, and left the room. Grabbing a fresh pair of scrubs, Dusty hurried to the washroom to clean up.
All he wanted right now was to bury his head in the dirt.
Or bury hims
elf in Felicity.
Chapter Ten
Trinity missed the Digital Domain. Sure, she loved living with Basil at the castle and wouldn’t change it for a moment, but she missed working. Since the darkness had taken over, she’d pretty much neglected her other job as a programmer and web hostess. As she stood in Jonah’s office, she felt the need to get back to her normal life.
She had a feeling that might never happen.
Sitting behind his cluttered desk, Jonah hung up the phone, then gave his attention to Trinity. “Starla will be down shortly. So…how you been doing?”
She thought of Jonah like a brother and since he’d been turned into a vampire she felt even closer to him. Despite the fact that she felt enraged with the fact that Chaos had turned him. “I nearly killed Basil and if you cheer I will freeze you and leave you hanging for a week.”
Jonah sneered, narrowing his yellow eyes at her. “I’m past the whole wanting Basil dead. He makes you happy and—if you tell him this I will hurt you—he’s not so bad after all.”
“That really stung, didn’t it?”
“Worse than a million bees,” he laughed. “How’d you nearly kill him and why?”
She pulled up the rickety chair at the side of the room, took a seat. “We were trying to get back into the Realm and I have no idea how it happened but I apparently went nuclear and nearly fried him to a crisp.”
“Holy crap! Is he okay?”
She nodded and the lump in her throat began to form again. “I have no idea how I did it, but I did and it scares the shit out of me, Jonah. What if I do it again, only next time, he can’t get away fast enough, or you, or anyone else?”
“Considering you’ve never done it before, I would have to say we all feel safe. What were you doing when it happened?”
“I was relaxing like Starla told me to do. Nothing out of the ordinary, nothing different than the last time I did it. Well, except I was royally pissed at Rajana, but aside from that I was fine.”
“Well, once upon a time your royally pissed attitude would have gone relatively unnoticed, unless of course you beat the crap out of someone. Now, you have all these funky powers. Royally pissed can be lethal.”
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