Rising Son (The Juliana Lucio Series)

by L. C. DeCarlo

  I pulled away cursing, “This stupid dress! Ana I told you it was too short.”

  I let go of William and wiggled the dress back down where it belonged. Ana looked away while William started laughing.

  “No, no I think Ana made a great choice. You look amazing in that dress. I think we might need to cancel as a matter of fact,” he said stepping closer to me again.

  “Let’s go you two,” Ana said interrupting us. “Juliana, here’s your lipstick.”

  “Oh, thanks. By the way, Ana you look beautiful tonight. I don’t think anyone will be able to compare to you, vampire or not.” She looked at me a little surprised, then walked out the door.

  “What was that about?” I asked William.

  “She’s just jealous Love. You know she wants to be with you right?”

  “Yeah, but she also knows I don’t want that from her.”

  “Well, after the look you were giving her, she might not think so anymore. I swear if I wasn’t here I think you might’ve torn her dress right off her.”

  “Whatever, Will I need to finish this makeup then we can leave.”

  William followed me into the bathroom and as I leaned into the mirror I saw that Ana had handed me lipstick that was named blood red. Great, I hope I don’t mess this up.

  As I leaned into the mirror to pay attention to what I was doing with the lipstick my dress rode up again and William wasted no time in coming to stand behind me. He ran his hand along my thigh and bottom as I tried to keep the blood red lipstick from getting all over my mouth. I had finally gotten it on without messing up, no thanks to William’s distractions, when he suddenly dropped to his knees holding me in place with his hands. He started to kiss the length of my legs starting at the back of my knees and working his way up. I felt a sharp scratching sensation then realized he was running his fang along my inner thigh. I was trembling with the thought of the things I wanted him to do to me.

  “Will, we need to go. Ana is waiting for us,” I breathed out heavily.

  “She can wait a few minutes longer.” His voice was muffled because he had pushed my dress completely over my hips, and was now kissing my bottom.

  He grabbed each of my ankles in my stiletto heels and spread them wide. He leaned into me running his tongue along the place I wanted him to the most. I let out a loud moan, calling out his name. He stood up and I started to move, to turn around to face him when he grabbed my hands and placed them on the counter. I looked up into the mirror and found our eyes matched each other in their inky darkness. I stared at him as he held my arms down on the countertop as he pressed himself against me.

  “Do not move from this spot. Do you understand?”

  I nodded back to him that I understood, becoming more aroused by the second.

  “I didn’t hear you. Say it,” he told me forcefully.

  “Y-yes, I understand.”

  He slowly let go of my hands and held my eyes in his stare. He leaned over running his lips along my neck, just barely letting his fangs scrape my skin. I let out another low moan and turned my neck, baring more of it to him. Instead he ran his tongue along my shoulder that was naked of the dress, while his hand continued to caress my exposed bottom. He dropped down onto his knees behind me again and this time he slid both hands over my behind, and under the strap of my G-string, then pulled it all the way off.

  I closed my eyes and thought of all the things I wanted him to do to me.

  “Open your eyes.”

  I did and saw him staring at me in the mirror.

  “Keep them open. Look at me.”

  I kept my eyes open and saw him slowly lowering the zipper on his pants as he moved directly behind me. He held my eyes the entire time, his fangs becoming a little longer in the process. I felt him push into me, slowly, and then pull out again. I couldn’t remember the last time I was this turned on, this aroused. I pushed back against him trying to move him in further when he stopped what he was doing altogether and held me still.

  “I told you not to move. Keep your hands on the counter.”

  “Sorry, I just want . . .”

  He pushed himself a little further inside me, but moved just as slow and torturous as the last time. He started moving a little faster but never fully inserted himself.

  “What Jules, what do you want? Tell me.”

  “You, Will. I want all of you. Harder, faster,” I said panting still looking him in the eyes.

  He fully inserted himself this time, but went even slower than he had before in the process.

  “I’ll give you whatever you want Love.”

  Then he pulled out and slammed himself back into me harder than I had been expecting, eliciting a scream of pleasure from me. I was afraid to move my hands from the countertop in fear that he’d stop what he was doing. Instead I just arched my back into him and pressed back as much as I could; allowing him to go deeper, and as hard as he wanted.

  “Oh, god Will! Harder!” I screamed as he thrust behind me while gripping my hips.

  I felt my orgasm hit me at once as euphoria shot through me. He came soon after grunting, and loosened his grip on me. We stood there panting for a minute, and then William reached for a washcloth and cleaned up before straightening up his suit.

  “Hey, give me a minute will you. I’ll meet you downstairs?” I asked him.

  “You know what, I’ll just wait in the living room for you if that’s okay. I don’t want you alone while we’re here. Take your time.” He went to give me a kiss then gave the red lipstick a second look and opted to kiss me on the cheek instead and made his way out to the living room to wait for me.

  I cleaned myself up, straightened my hair and grabbed a new pair of underwear. I found William waiting for me patiently in the living room just like he said he would.

  We were standing in the elevator on our way to the lobby when William started laughing.

  “What are you laughing at?”

  “Ana is going to be pissed.”

  “Why? What should she be—is that why you did that? So Ana would be even more jealous?”

  “No, absolutely not. I did it because I love you, and you look so incredibly hot in that dress there was no way I was going to be keeping my hands off of you tonight. Look, I don’t want Ana hurting any more than you do, but I’m not going to give you up because of it. I was laughing because I think she was planning on letting Sebastian think the two of you are lovers, and well, now that can’t happen.” He started laughing again, “She is going to be pissed,” he said smiling.

  The elevator hit the bottom floor and we stepped out to find Ana standing there with her arms crossed over her chest. She looked ticked off we had kept her waiting, and then her nose flared slightly as we got a little closer; and she looked beyond mad.

  “You have got to be kidding me!” she yelled at us. “You two reek; everyone will know what you just did.”

  She stomped over to us, and jammed her finger into William’s chest, “You couldn’t keep it in your pants for two more days? Sebastian will know you two are together now you imbecile.”

  “What’s the big deal? We are together Ana,” I reminded her.

  “The big deal is newly created vampires generally form a bond to their maker, not their maker’s best friend.” She said this glaring at William, “He will know or at least suspect you aren’t impressionable, he will want to know why I am not compelling you to be with me in order to force the bond to form. Nathaniel questioned it and so will Sebastian.”

  “Oh shit, we’re going to have to tell him.”

  “Why can’t we just lie and say I’m sleeping with both of you?”

  “Do you want to go back upstairs so we can get our scents all over each other as well because that is the only way it will work. Haven’t you learned yet that a vampire can tell when someone is lying?”

  “No, that’s okay. I’m good with the scent I have thanks,” I replied a bit nervously.

  “Juliana,” Ana purred lowly stepping as close to me as
she could get. She leaned into my ear whispering, “I just told you vampires know when someone, even another vampire, is lying.”

  Chapter Nine

  We took the same limo to the club that we had taken to the hotel before. Ana was right it wasn’t too far from where we were staying. It took only ten minutes at most to get there. When we arrived there was a line of humans wrapped completely around the block waiting to get in. They were dressed like they were there for a celebrity after party.

  “What is all this? I thought the Council was intent on keeping vampirekind hidden from the human world, and they have a club crawling with humans? Can they be any more hypocritical?”

  “The humans can’t get in, they just started showing up one night, then more and more came. They’re a little like rabbits or cockroaches in the way they multiply—anyhow, they wait because they know only the most beautiful make it through the doors. They have no idea it’s because we’re vampires. We have people staged throughout the crowd to be sure no one ever says anything suspicious. They just think it’s a celebrity hangout,” Ana explained though I could tell she was still pissed off at William and I both.

  “Don’t they wonder why no one is ever let through the front doors?”

  “Oh, they let people through the front doors, just not anybody standing in the line.”

  We pulled up to a club that looked very nondescript, aside from the huge crowd outside that is. It was a small brick building, and there were no lights outside other than the small light shining above the single metal door, and a small light shining down on the faded out name that was painted on the brick in small red letters. Charlie’s. The second we opened the car door flashbulbs started going off in our faces, they were coming from the crowd outside like we were celebrities and they were the paparazzi. I had to purposefully move slowly toward the door, so I didn’t use my vampire speed trying to flee from them. The thought that I might give us away was making me extremely anxious.

  Once we made it inside I pressed my back and head against the door, closing my eyes in an attempt to ease my momentary panic. Ana instantly grabbed my arm in a grip so tight that if she allowed the slightest bit more pressure it would break my arm.

  “Get up, you are no longer prey, and I won’t have my progeny behaving like it,” Ana hissed out with a barely checked rage.

  “I don’t give a damn who you are or who you think I should be,” I snapped back at her gripping the fingers she held around my arm and prying them off of me, “ and you’re right Ana, I’m not prey anymore so stop acting like I’m yours.”

  “Ladies, think we can finish this later?” William said while maneuvering his body to block the crowd’s view of us.

  “Yes, we will be finishing this because Juliana needs to realize she isn’t human anymore, but that still doesn’t mean others in this room won’t see her as being weak. You are a vampire, Juliana, so start behaving like it,” Ana spit out so angrily it was almost venomous.

  “Excuse me? Am I interrupting you two beautiful roses?”

  Just as I was about to snap back to the man with a snarky retort about sexist remarks, and that, yes, he was obviously interrupting, Ana turned and gave him the brightest most charming smile I’d ever seen her give. The scary part was it looked genuine.

  “Sebastian, how are you? Of course you aren’t interrupting us; it’s you we’re here to see after all.” She leaned in and gave the man a quick, tight hug then pulled back still holding on to his arm, “Sebastian Ramirez, this is my child, Juliana Lucio, Juliana, this is the director we told you about, Sebastian Ramirez.”

  “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Ramirez.”

  Sebastian dismissed my outstretched hand and instead kissed both my cheeks in greeting, “You are even more beautiful than Ana described, I’m charmed that you made it,” he said with a warm smile.

  Sebastian then turned giving William a firm slap on the back, “Will it is so good of you to be here.” As he finished saying this he narrowed his eyes a little at William, then looked from him to me, then back again his nose flaring slightly as he did it.

  “I see I was incorrect in my memo to Cassa, it would appear you are Juliana’s lover and not Ana as I had assumed. No bother, I’ll inform them of my mistake,” he said with a toothy smile.

  “Sebastian, we haven’t even sat down yet!” Ana snapped before William had the chance to reply, then she walked off into the crowd below us.

  “Oh, she must be a lot of fun to live with right now.”

  “You have no idea.”

  As Ana stormed off I got my first glance of the club we were in. It was larger than it looked from the outside, but that was most likely because there weren’t swarms of humans around. The place was pretty well lit considering vampires could see in the dark. There were several booths scattered throughout the place, all the same mahogany red; which contrasted well with the graphite gray of the walls. The thing most noticeably absent were the tables, there were none.

  “Shall we join them, querida?”

  Sebastian intertwined his own arm in mine and started leading the way through the crowd toward the booth where Ana was sitting with a short black man. She was sitting with her legs crossed and the slit in the dress was revealing all of her leg and then some. The man sitting at her side was sitting with a stiff and rigid posture, as if it were painful for him to be in the same room with us. His short hair was almost non-existent, and his eyes when they shot our way were a flat lifeless pale brown.

  As Sebastian and I stepped down onto the floor, William came over to take my other arm. I could honestly say I had never felt safer or sexier than I did at that moment, walking through a club of vampires with two of the baddest ones around. William was exuding sexiness and strength, it just seemed to radiate from him in the way he walked and carried himself. Sebastian was about the same height as William at 6’2” and his Spanish heritage gave him dark brown hair that was almost black in color and dark brown eyes to match that held a shimmer to them when he smiled. He was quite the contrast from William’s blond shaggy hair, and they both had me feeling small in stature while walking between them at my 5’3”.

  We made it to the semi-circular booth, and sat next to Ana and the other man with her. I stayed as close to William as I could without being too obvious that I was scared out of my mind to be there in the first place.

  “Hello, I’m Martin Harris,” the other man said introducing himself with a stiff nod. This was the director for Sub-Rosa the clandestine branch of the Council William and Ana worked for. I wondered what he was doing here, surely he didn’t bother meeting all new vampires. There must be something more going on we aren’t aware of.

  “Hello Mr. Harris, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I hadn’t realized we would be having another guest.”

  I wasn’t supposed to know Sub-Rosa even existed, let alone who Martin Harris really was. God I hope William and Ana aren’t about to be punished because of me. I spared a quick glance in Ana’s direction, but she seemed unconcerned by his being here, and I wasn’t getting anything from her through our bond. What was up with that, was she blocking me somehow?

  Sebastian had raised his finger in the air gesturing around to all of us at the approaching waitress. She had shockingly red hair and was wearing skimpy white lingerie and high heels. And she was human. I looked around the room and saw several human women dressed the same way. Just as she began making her way to us, the other women began walking toward others booths across the room as well, as if they were assigned-- or chosen.

  The red-haired woman came and kneeled upon her knees on a pillow in front of our booth. She didn’t say anything, just had a sort of expectant look on her face. Suddenly Sebastian leaned over and took the small woman’s wrist. That’s why the human women were here; they were feeders. She rose higher on her knees and leaned toward him giving him more access as he put his mouth to her wrist and bit, hard. I heard bones cracking and tendons tearing with his one vicious bite. He was slurping up her blood in th
e vilest of ways, really causing me to school my face not to cringe from disgust alone. I wasn’t sure if he was purposefully trying to make me sick, trigger my bloodlust or just make me angry with the way he was treating her, but he was accomplishing two of three.

  “Hungry are you, Mr. Ramirez?” I said smoothly, trying not to let him know I was disgusted at his show.

  He pulled away and flashed me a bloody fanged smile, “I like my blood with a hint of pain to it, don’t you?”

  “Hardly.”

  “Would you like to feed Mrs. Lucio, that is why she’s here after all,” Martin said as he pulled the woman to him and bit into her neck. I looked around trying to ignore what the two of them were doing, only to see the same scene repeating itself across the room.

  “No thanks, I’m good. I fed before we came.”

  “Really? Because from what I hear you don’t have a problem feeding in public, in fact I’d venture a guess you seem to prefer it,” Martin responded snidely.

  It was true I had fed in public before, but nothing like this. It was at a dance club and had been discrete. How did they know about that anyways?

  “Excuse me, where are you going with this? Juliana has never allowed a human to see her feed and she had always been with either William or myself.”

  Martin pulled back from the woman leaving a trail of blood behind to fall between her breasts, but after what Ana put me through this was nothing. I looked at Ana who just raised an eyebrow at me in an I-told-you-so kind of way.

  Sebastian turned to William and asked, “William, is this true? Has Juliana never gone out alone, unaccounted for?”

  Before he could answer that I had indeed gone out alone, he was cut off by Martin.

  “Why aren’t you drinking? The woman is getting blood all over the floor!”

  She was in fact bleeding all over from her torn wrist and her bra was soaked in her own blood.