A Pendant's Confession

by Allyson Carter

  What am I doing?

  She arched her back, trying to lean into him, but he wouldn’t let her. Rick pushed her arms above her head, placing them in one of his hands. He skimmed a fingertip down over her breast and shivers assaulted her skin from the sensations he forced to the surface. He shouldn’t be able to make her body hum with just a kiss. A flipping kiss and she wanted to jump into his arms and wrap her legs around him, and she wanted him to fuck her until she couldn’t see anything. The word “stop” ran through her mind, but the ache between her legs took over and she couldn’t say it to him. A moan slipped from her lips as he continued his descent down her body.

  Rick pulled back, pinning her with a heated stare that only revved her up more than before. A slow burn started to travel across her body, and he’d only kissed her while pinning her arms. She was screwed when he touched her in the one spot that she wanted him the most.

  “You like that, don’t you?” he asked with a smirk on his face. The predator look on his face made her chest rise and fall hard.

  “Yes. Fuck me.”

  “Oh, I will, but wait a little bit and let it build some more.” He lifted her shirt and then pulled her breast from the bra. Rick bent and took a beaded nipple into his hot mouth. Her breathing became more ragged. The thought that someone could come by at any moment and see what they were doing added to the excitement. The cool air caressed her heated body. He lavished attention onto the other breast, and her clit pulsed to life. Like he had a direct link to her pussy from her nipples. If he didn’t stop soon, he’d make her come.

  Rick knew how to play her body just like he had the last time they were together. He pulled her skirt up, slipping his hand under her thong and into her wet fold. Her hips buckled as she pulled forward to get closer to his touch. She closed her eyes; it was all too much, all the stimulations. She’d craved this from last time. Hell, she had lain awake at night letting her mind drift back to that night. There hadn’t been a time when she touched herself that she had not thought of him. Still, she kept trying to find relief and recreate the feelings she had that night when he fucked her.

  Now, here she was being held up against a brick wall. Her body screamed yes, as did her mind. His erection pressed against her thigh as he added another finger to the two already deep inside her. Rick pressed deeper, right on her G-spot, and she swore at any moment she’d explode. As he pulled away, she found herself whimpering and didn’t care.

  “Please…please.”

  “Please what?” he growled. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock, and started stroking it. Her gaze followed the movements and wetness began to drip down her legs. She was mesmerized by his length and thickness once again, and without thinking, her tongue slipped out to moisten her suddenly dry lips. She knew he was waiting for her to answer him. She wondered if she could; it felt like a lump had been lodged deep in her throat. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves.

  “Fuck me, please.”

  Rick slid a condom down over his hard cock.

  He dropped his hand away from stroking himself and wrapped it around her ass, then lifted her into his arms and onto his shaft. Heat laced between them as he slid her over every delicious inch of his length. She didn’t think that she’d be able to take all of him, but he bent at the knees and drove home. A gasp fell from her lips as he became fully seated at her hilt. Her muscles milked him, and she swore that her eyes were going to cross from how full she felt.

  “God, you’re so damn tight.” Each word came out strained as if he was trying to hold on. “How long has it been?”

  No, she couldn’t admit that out loud, or he’d know that last time he’d affected her on some deeper level. Feelings and such just wasn’t something that she did. Sex was just that, sex—nothing more and nothing less. Except with him. Rick brought out things she didn’t want to really think about at this time, or never for that matter. She wiggled her hips, trying to create the friction that she needed to send her over the edge, but he was having none of that. He dug his fingers into her hips, causing her to stop the movement.

  “Answer me, or I’ll get you close to the edge and leave you hanging there.” He pulled almost all the way out, pinning her with a stare that told her he meant business.

  Shit. The hunger to come roared forward and still there was no release in sight. He held it in his hands, and she knew if she wanted this she had to play along with his game. He dangled it so close to her that she could taste it and wanted the orgasm more than anything. “Four months.”

  “So…you’ve…not…had…anyone…since…me?” he asked, punctuating the question with each thrust he pushed deep inside of her.

  “Yeah, so? Are we going to talk or fuck?” she snapped at him as need raced through her. It was like he’d lit a fire deep inside her body that only he could bring out, and he knew that he got to her like no other had before.

  A smirk fell on his lips.

  “Wipe that smile off your face.”

  “I’d watch that smart-ass mouth of yours, or you might find yourself getting your ass smacked.

  “That’s what you think.”

  He pulled a nipple into his mouth, biting down on it. Oh, the pain was certainly there for a moment before pleasure plunged from her breast to her pussy. She felt herself get wetter, if that was even possible. Serena pulled against his hands; she needed him to release his hold so she could touch him. She ached to feel his smooth, cool skin beneath her fingertips. As if he read her mind, he released her hands.

  Serena gripped his shoulders, digging her nails into them as he plunged deeper into her. All she needed was one more stroke to her oversensitive nub to send her into bliss. He continued to suck on her breasts, one then the other. She thought it might be possible for her to die before he let her have a release. He pulled out and slammed deep into her as he bit her nipple. That was all she needed and over the edge she went.

  “Rick!” she screamed out her release, then floated back down to earth.

  He wasn’t having any of that as he continued to stroke her with his cock. Just as she caught her breath, another orgasm slammed into her. Her vision went black, and her head fell back onto the brick wall. Nothing registered; it was as if she was in another world, floating and watching. She could feel his cum fill the condom as he came deep inside her pussy. As she came down, she heard him groan out her name. He pulled out of her body, and she wanted to beg him not to. Then he did something she never expected him to do; he gathered her into his embrace and held her close.

  ****

  Rick pulled back, looking down at her. She rested in his arms, with a look of bliss on her face. The confession that she’d not had anyone deep inside her since him filled his heart with something that he didn’t want to think about. She sighed in contentment against him. Damn, it was going to be harder than he thought to take the necklace and never see her again. He feared that not being near her again would rip a hole in his heart that would always be there until the end of time.

  He helped her stand up and fix her skirt. She smiled at him as he fixed his jeans, zipping them back up. The way her face lit up when she smiled caused his heart to constrict deep in his chest. He tilted his mouth toward her and kissed her lips. Shivers rushed through his body, and he felt her shake as well and knew she was affected at least on some level just as he was.

  That’s when he heard the noise at the other end of the alley. He pulled away to look as two men rushed toward them. He could only make out some of their French.

  “Là il est. L’obtenir. Maintenant!”

  “Fuck! Do you trust me?” he asked her.

  “I think so.”

  “That will have to do. Do as I say, and I’ll get you to safety. Wrap your arms around me and hold on tight.”

  She shook her head and did as instructed. He couldn’t miss the way her body shook, which he doubted was fear. He had to make sure she was safe, then he’d deal with the threat at hand.

  Chapter Three

  Now t
hat they were safe in his house he could breathe, knowing that they hadn’t captured Serena. He glanced in her direction; she was visibly shaken up over what she’d seen. There would be no way around it; he’d have to tell her what he was. If she hadn’t figured it out already on her own. Not that it would take much for her to put all the pieces together…well at least part of them. Some of what he needed to tell her would come as a shock. Hell, some of it was a shock to him as well but, really, it shouldn’t have been.

  Rick’s cell phone rang, and he reached into his pocket and pulled it out with every intention of shutting it off. That was until he saw that it was his mom. This couldn’t be good, at least not at this time of night. She would never call at three in the morning unless it was an emergency. “Hello.”

  “I’m sorry, Son, for calling this late, but…” Her voice trailed off as if she’d covered the receiver with her hand. He heard her talking in hushed tones to someone on the other end. Knots formed in his stomach, twisting every way they could. Every alarm in his body went off. He didn’t need her to tell him that they were under attack. His uncle’s men were after them in the alley, and he and Serena almost hadn’t escaped.

  She cleared her throat. “Your sister has started changing, and Chris is after us. Right now, we’re in our first hideout with her, but if we need to move, we can’t take her with us. I won’t leave my daughter behind.”

  “I know he’s after our family. Tonight, I bumped into two of his men.” He ran a hand through his hair, letting out a breath.

  “Did you get the pendant yet?”

  “No, but I know where it is, and I’ll be getting it shortly.” Rick turned to look at Serena and found her gaze on him. Heat sat deep in her eyes, and her breathing quickened. Her mouth opened slightly like she’d been caught doing something that she shouldn’t have been. A flush crossed her cheeks and neck, and he wondered how far it went. Did it reach her breasts, or go even lower? She quickly turned, trying to press her legs together as she moaned. He could smell her arousal from across the room.

  “Good, Son, as we need it tonight. There’s no time to spare. I must go. She’s in pain, and she’s calling out for you. Get here as soon as you can.” Fear laced her voice. It had been the first time he’d ever heard his mom show anything that resembled fear. He understood completely though, as his uncle had killed his father when he and his sister were kids. His uncle didn’t play around and wanted the family’s power, and if that meant taking out his niece and nephew, he would. His dad had been a powerful wizard, and his power was transferred to his children. His mom was a good wizard, but not nearly as powerful as his dad had been.

  He closed the phone and walked to the leather couch where Serena sat. It was crunch time. He had to get that pendant to his mom for his sister’s sake and help his family fight off the enemy. No way would he allow them to be hurt or killed. He hoped that once he explained things to her she would agree to give it back. If she wouldn’t, well he wasn’t sure what he’d do then, but he did know that he’d get it someway, somehow, tonight.

  ****

  Serena’s breath caught when he took a seat next to her. His words had been clipped when he spoke to whoever it was on the other end of his cell phone. She got the feeling that the news wasn’t good. He’d gotten tense; his jaw had locked. Still he had not relaxed. What could it be? Had those guys found them?

  “I need this necklace back. I know you took it the last night we were together.” He reached out and fingered the chain.

  “No, I can’t.” She shook her head. There was no way she was giving it up. Not after she’d spent the last six years looking for it. The pendant was too important to her getting the fullness of her powers. Without it, she’d never become the powerful witch that her family had always told her she’d be. She was a witch, and a good one at that, but the pendant held something powerful in it, at least according to all the research she’d done. Now that it was in her hands, she wouldn’t just roll over and give it up just because he was good-looking.

  “You don’t understand. It’s important to my family, and I should have never let it out of my sight.”

  “What the hell are you talking about?”

  “Those men who were chasing us are after me. If they knew you had the pendant, they’d be after you instead.”

  “So, that’s why they called after you? What did they say?”

  He rolled his shoulders as if he was trying to release tension, but she could tell that it hadn’t helped. “What they said isn't important,” he said in a clipped tone. “Look, my sister is going to die if I don’t get the pendant back to my mom in time, and I can’t let my uncle get his hands on it.”

  “Your uncle?”

  “Yes, he wants it to destroy my family. He’s already screwed up my life. He killed my father when I was little, and he had me turned into a vampire so that I couldn’t become the powerful wizard that I should have been.”

  What? Had she heard him correctly? He didn’t just say that he was a vampire. Son of a bitch, she’d slept with an enemy…a damn vampire. It couldn’t be that. No. Her hands shook. He could kill her before she got away. Had he brought her back to his place and set up the whole thing with the thugs to kill her himself and not let his buddies have a piece of her? She’d heard of his kind doing that, saying they were doing the world good by killing off witches.

  “How could you be a wizard, but turned into a vampire? None of this makes sense.” She shook her head before standing. Chills washed over her body. She had to get away from him and safely back to her house.

  “I’m not sure how it happened. All I remember is being attacked on my way home one night, and the transformation was the most painful thing I ever experienced. The heat and torture was…” His voice trailed off. He turned his back from her view. A knot formed deep in her gut. He wasn't telling her the truth, he held something back.

  Hurt flashed across his face for less than a second before she watched him turn the emotion off. How didn't he feel? Was the pain so bad that night that he never wanted to express to anyone about the agony? Just like that, she witnessed him covering up any emotions that he might have had. “You see, my sister is going through her transformation into a wizard, and she has to have the pendant, or she will die. So, we need to use it on her before my uncle gets a hold of it. If he can't get to it in time, he can’t crush it and make it disappear forever. I can’t let him get hold of it and use it for evil.”

  She wanted to believe him, but the things he told her made it difficult. What if it was all made up so he could have the pendant for his own powers? “I’m sorry, but I can’t help you.” Serena pulled out her wand, casting a spell to get the hell out of there. Her hands shook as she recited the words. He leaped for her, and just as he was about to reach her, she was gone.

  Chapter Four

  In an instant, she was back home. He’d only been using her, just like she had with him last time. She wondered how she could be so stupid, thinking that he cared for her on any level. Tonight only proved she misunderstood anything about relationships, they had nothing together. Her body warmed as she remembered the way he’d fucked her in the alley against the brick wall. Why did her body have to betray her in that way?

  Rick had only been after the pendant. Part of her wanted to believe the story he’d told her, but it was too far out there for her to believe. She would have to push him out of her mind; that was all she could do. Serena sat on the couch. Her cell phone was going off like crazy. In her haste, she’d left it at home. She decided she needed to text her friends to let them know she made it home safely. Quickly, she fired off a text, set her phone down on the table, and then grabbed her spell book. The time had come for her to find the spell she needed, the one she had heard her grandma talking about that had to do with the pendant she now possessed.

  A loud crash sounded from outside her house, causing her to jump. She closed her book and went to see what had made the commotion. She made it halfway across the room, when her door w
as crashed in. Three big guys, the same ones from the alleyway, stepped over the splintered wood. They were obviously on a mission and finally it all clicked, these men were after her.

  She screamed, hoping someone would hear. The man in front lunged for her, and she jumped out of the way. She knew if they got her they’d surely kill her. Serena ran down the hallway toward her bedroom. It would be safe there. A cold hand wrapped around her arm, pulling her back and into the chest of one of the men. They laid her on the floor. Another man wrapped her arms in a rope so tight that it cut into her skin. Her heart beat loudly in her chest. Two sets of hands pulled her to her feet, while the other person placed a blindfold over her eyes. Darkness.

  “Move, bitch.”

  Chills rushed over her body. She had to fight to get away. Serena moved her arm back as far she could with what little leeway the ropes gave her. With her right foot, she took a tiny step and rocked on her heels, then raised her arm until it made contact with one of the intruders. But it wasn’t enough. One of the others picked her up, placing her over his shoulder, and they ran out. Shit, if only she could reach her wand in her rear pocket then she could get the hell out of this mess.

  The man threw her in what she guessed was the back of a car, according to the slamming doors. They sped away, and she knew that she didn’t have much time to get away before they killed her.

  “Who are you? What do you want?”

  “Quiet. You know what we want.”

  “I don’t. Please just tell me, and I’ll give it to you,” she pleaded with them. She felt the man beside her turn in his seat a moment before he struck her face. Her head slung back making her head spin for a few moments. She held back the smart-ass comeback and started to formulate a plan in her mind. The ride didn’t take long at all, she thought, when they rolled to stop. She let them lead her out of the car and into a building. They removed her blindfold, and it took her eyes a moment to adjust to the darkened room. The man to her right worked the ropes off her arms. Maybe now she’d be able to make a break for it, except they held her tight and led her to a chair. One man stood in front of her, one to her left, and another behind her. The one behind tied her to the chair. She was screwed it seemed.