by K. L. Kreig
He shook her slightly. “Kate. Listen to me. If you take any more, you will hurt me. Is that what you want?”
Yes. No. No…she didn’t want to hurt him. But surely taking a bit more wouldn’t hurt such a strong vampire, would it?
He threw her to her back, restraining her. Keeping her from what was rightfully hers. Damn him! She began to struggle in earnest.
“Kate, love. This is a blood high that’s got you, baby. Shake it loose. You can fight it. Come back to me. Please.”
She wanted to heed his words. She wanted to, but she couldn’t. Something way beyond her control was pulling at her to take, take, take. A burst of strength flashed through her body and she lunged toward his beckoning flesh.
Chapter 40
Kate
She was crying. She looked beaten down, hopeless. Kate could actually feel Sarah’s despair run through her as though it were her own.
She saw Sarah get up and pace around the room. Her eyes didn’t look as dull as the last time she’d seen her. The crooks of her elbows were no longer bruised and she had different clothes on from the last time she’d seen her.
Kate felt utterly helpless. How was Sarah ever going to escape? Suddenly she remembered Olivia’s training and she felt a little less helpless. She pulled herself back from the scene at hand to study her surroundings closely.
White, nondescript walls. No windows. Metal framed, twin-sized bed with dingy yellow sheets. Concrete floor. Steel door, no handle on the inside. Security camera in the ceiling corner. Nothing else.
Crap! How was this going to help? Concentrate Kate. There has to be something here.
Kate shut her eyes and used all of her senses. Did she hear soft crying? She did, but when she opened her eyes, it wasn’t Sarah. Her crying had died to a few hiccups for now. There was someone else close by, in another room.
She closed her eyes again and listened hard. She heard the crying again, only louder this time. Kate concentrated on the source of the crying, willing herself to the source. The sobbing now sounded like it was right next to her. When she opened her eyes, she was in another room, exactly like the one Sarah was captive in, except this wasn’t Sarah.
It was another young woman. A natural blond, with the most beautiful baby blue eyes she had ever seen. And sweet Jesus, she was pregnant. About seven months, Kate thought.
Oh God.
She quickly looked around and found nothing that would help identify where these women were being held, so she closed her eyes yet again and concentrated, sending out all of her senses.
More quiet sobbing. She concentrated on that sound and like last time, was drawn to it. She found it belonged to yet another young woman, only this time she was not alone. Two very large, very scary men were forcibly taking her from her room.
Correction…vampires.
Kate froze. Yes she was invisible, but she didn’t know if vampires had different senses when it came to her kind. A few seconds ticked away and they didn’t appear to notice anything out of the ordinary. The girl was now crying hysterically, begging them to stop, as they dragged her from the room.
Kate followed.
They took her to the same surgical room she’d seen Sarah in a few nights ago. They strapped her to the same horrific table and injected her with the same IV fluid bag, which stopped her struggling after a minute. Several more vampires entered the room, lust clouding their faces. As gut wrenching as it was to know this girl was going to be violated by these animals, she had to do her job if she was going to help save their lives.
Before turning away from the horrific scene in front of her, she looked carefully at all of the vampires and memorized their faces, so she could describe them later. Next, she looked around the room for anything that could identify where they were being held.
She noticed a small window in the left corner of the room. She noted the window looked to be at about ground level, which meant the majority of this building was underground. Excitement bubbled in her. She went to the window and, though it was dark outside, her senses were sharpened, so she could easily make out an old, decrepit barn, complete with a windmill and a forest of trees in the background.
She also noted the nearly full moon was off to the left and hope that would help give her placement of this spot. She felt herself awakening, so she took one last look around the room to see if she thought anything else would help before she was pulled away. She so wished she could prevent what was occurring in front of her, but couldn’t and couldn’t bear to watch it unfold either.
She closed her eyes and willed herself back to Sarah. She was now lying in bed with her eyes closed. She pushed all of the hope and calmness within her toward Sarah.
I’ll be back as soon as I can, Sarah. You’re not alone.
Chapter 41
Kate
Kate woke with a start. Sarah.
The dream with Sarah was so vivid and she wanted to tell Dev about it as soon as possible so she wouldn’t forget one, minute detail.
She tried to sit up, but couldn’t. Restraints held her wrists and ankles.
“What the—?”
Panic rose as she tried frantically to escape, but she quickly pushed it down. Panicking wouldn’t do a damn thing to get her loose. She was good and securely hog-tied.
What happened? Why was she tied down? Where was she? Her eyes roamed around her dark surroundings, but she could see with full clarity, as if it were daylight. Just like in her dream with Sarah.
She forced herself to take stock of her surroundings. She was in a small room with nothing in it but four walls and the hard surface she was lying on. The door was closed. Oh God! Had the evil vampires discovered her after all?
She began to struggle in earnest. She felt power humming beneath her skin, like a strong electrical current, but as strong as she felt she couldn’t break free. She called out for Dev.
Dev. It all came rushing back. Making love and…oh shit. As she remembered taking his blood, a severe hunger hit her hard and fast, followed closely by shame. She couldn’t stop taking his blood and if he would come to her now, it mortified her further to admit she wasn’t sure she’d be able to restrain herself again. She sucked ass as a mate already.
How could she do that to him? She loved him. She would do anything for him. Anything to protect him. Her lover. Her mate. Were they actually bonded now? Had she ruined that with her lack of control?
She felt him before he entered the room. Felt his anguish. She could hear his strong heartbeat. Hear the sweet sound of lifeblood rushing through his veins. She groaned and closed her eyes.
He opened the door and stepped through, locking eyes…never looking away. His expression was unreadable. Holy hell…he was so very sexy in his body-hugging black jeans and black cotton T-shirt stretched tightly across his broad chest and biceps. A severe desire to mount his cock and sink her teeth into his neck assailed her. She disgusted herself.
“I’m sorry Dev,” she whispered.
He didn’t speak, didn’t make any apologies for restraining her, just walked slowly toward her. He should leave her here forever. Probably a good idea, as the hunger quadrupled the second he walked in.
She had to give him an out, so she rushed to speak before he did.
“I understand if you want a divorce already. I did try to kill you, after all.” She turned her head, breaking eye contact. She knew what was coming, and while she couldn’t bear to be let go by this beautiful, sexy creature, she didn’t want to see the look on his face when he told her to get out. She would try to retain a little dignity. But she would tell him of her latest dream before she left.
“You told me you understood.” His voice was a little hard and right next to her.
“Understood what?” She still couldn’t make eye contact with him.
Instead of answering, he ran his finger lightly down the inside of her arm. She was dressed in a strappy, bright blue silky nightgown that hit mid-thigh. The expensive outfit was quite a contrast to the bleak surr
oundings she found herself in. Dev must have put her in it, because she didn’t own such an exquisite piece of lingerie and the last she remembered, she was naked riding his cock. He’d bought her so many beautiful things this week to replace all that was left at her apartment.
At his touch, her nipples pebbled to hard points, which were visible through the thin material. Her body immediately readied itself for him, as it always did whenever he was around. His gaze and finger traveled to circle the closest nub and she closed her eyes in pleasure. All thoughts of anything else vanished.
She could feel his desire, mingling with hers. For the first time since he walked in, she realized what a vulnerable position she was in. She was restrained, wearing little clothing and her new vampire mate was standing beside her, touching her erotically. God help her, but she wanted more. She was so very turned on.
“You can never leave me, love. Nor I, you. That’s what forever means. I thought I made that clear before we bonded.”
She sucked in a breath when Dev leaned down and bit her nipple—hard—through her negligee, before sucking gently to soothe the hurt he’d inflicted.
“Ahhhnn…more.” She couldn’t form the words, but she didn’t want him to stop. Even if this was the last time he touched her.
In one smooth swipe, he ripped the nightgown from her body, the back half left underneath her still-restrained torso. He caressed her now bared breasts, testing the weight in his hands.
“Forever, Kate. I’ll always give you what you want, my love. I’ll always give you what you need.”
“I want you. I need you, Dev.” It was the agonizing truth. She’d never wanted or needed anyone more. She felt like a completely different person than she was just a week ago. It was exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.
He shed his clothes in seconds. After he’d climbed on the hard surface, his head faced her feet and he carefully straddled her face, his erect cock bobbing just inches away from her mouth. She could barely remember to breathe when he grabbed his beautiful member and slowly began to stroke it, so close to her lips, yet so far away. She wanted to lick the pre-cum off the tip. She wanted him to sink that purple, swollen bulbous head between her lips so she could suck him to completion. Correction…she craved it.
He chuckled, lowering his head to her opened and bare pussy. With his other hand he opened her nether lips, tested her readiness.
“You are so wet for me, my love. That’s so very sexy.” His low voice reverberated in hot waves over her body.
He speared his tongue into her wet, slick channel. Over and over. He pushed her to the edge, pulling back again and again, denying her the orgasm she so desperately wanted.
She tried to push her hips closer to his mouth and raise her head to capture his manhood between her lips, but her restraints kept her from moving like she wanted. She needed him to let her come. She was beyond frustrated.
“Dev…”
He chuckled, but never stopped working his gorgeous cock or driving his tongue into her pussy.
“Patience, my love. All good things come to those who wait.”
He flicked her clit again, while he thrust a long, thick finger into her pussy. One or two more pumps and she’d explode. Instead, he withdrew his wet finger and slowly eased the digit back to her forbidden hole, pressing in slightly before sinking it slowly to the last knuckle.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, tightly closing her eyes.
“Do you want me to stop, Kate?” His voice sounded thick with gravel.
“Stop and you die.”
He laughed. “That’s twice you’ve threatened my life in the last twelve hours, my love. You definitely need to be punished for those indiscretions.”
“I’m sor—”
Her apology was cut short when several things happened simultaneously. He slammed his mouth on her clit, thrust his finger to the hilt in her backside and two into the depths of her pussy, all while stroking his cock. Talented guy. She was overwhelmed with sensation, both physically and visually. It was an erotic experience like nothing she’d ever imagined.
He was strumming her body like an expert guitarist. She was bombarded with so many sensations, she couldn’t think straight, so she gave up trying to and just let herself feel. Pre-cum dropped onto her lower lip and she greedily licked it up.
He raised his head from her clit briefly, commanding her to come. She couldn’t deny him and screamed his name over and over.
“Open your mouth, love,” he softly groaned.
She did as instructed and his hot semen splashed all over her lips and chin, some landing in her mouth. She devoured as much as she could. She was desperate to touch him, but that thought vanished when she felt the telltale prick of his fangs in her fleshy mound, which kicked off yet another blinding orgasm. He withdrew his fangs all too soon and they lay there for a moment, regaining their breath. He was careful not to get too close to her mouth, or more appropriately, her fangs, with any part of his body.
He turned around and must have seen the hunger in her eyes, for he looked at her with such love and longing she thought she would melt on the spot.
“Do you think you can handle a little snack without trying to drain me, love?”
“I—I don’t know, Dev.” She wanted his blood so badly, she wasn’t sure she could stop herself again. He would have to keep her locked up forever at this rate.
“You can do it, Kate. Just take it slow.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
He smiled, such tenderness in his eyes. She didn’t deserve it. “You won’t hurt me, love.”
After cleaning her face with the shredded nightie, he lowered his wrist to her open mouth and she bit carefully, relishing his taste on her lips. This time it was different and while she wanted more, she was able to stop herself after just a few swallows, when she felt sated. He encouraged her all the while with a low voice and soft words. She did not deserve him.
“That’s it, love. Now seal the punctures closed with your tongue.” She did as directed.
“Good girl. Better?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
“Good. I’m going to untie you. You’re not going to lunge for my jugular again, are you?” He said it in a teasing voice, but she could hear the underlying concern. She felt like a slug. No, she felt like the dirt beneath a slug.
“No. I’m sor—”
“Don’t say you’re sorry again, Kate. It was completely my fault. I’m the one who should be apologizing. In my haste to make you mine, I completely forgot about the blood high. My blood is very powerful and your body needed time to adjust. I should have been more prepared.”
He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, and she tasted herself on him. It was undeniably sexy and in that moment, she wanted him inside her more than she ever had. She loved him and she wanted to tell him so, but she was scared. They were bonded for Christ’s sake…it was stupid not to tell him. Yes, she was a chicken shit, admittedly. She was bonded to him forever and he should know the depth of her feelings for him went beyond the fact that nature had fated them to be together and they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other.
“Please forgive me, love.”
She couldn’t speak, so she just nodded. He gently released her wrists and ankles and rubbed them both to restore the blood flow. She was stiff when he helped her sit up, and when she glanced at him, his eyes were roaming up and down her naked body. He wanted her. Again.
Good. She wasn’t alone in her unquenchable thirst that never seemed to be slaked around him.
“What is this place?” she asked, looking around.
He looked sheepish. “It’s where we keep rogue vampires that need restraining.”
“Oh my God. Am I rogue?”
“Hell no. But I didn’t have anyplace to keep you safe where you couldn’t escape and potentially harm others. I’m sorry.” He turned and walked to the other side of the room, affording her a view of his amazing tight ass.
“You
are strong, Kate. Too strong for this to be the effect of just the bonding. I had Doc come take some more blood while you were out to run additional tests to see what may have changed in your DNA since our mating.”
She should be mad that he took her blood, yet again without permission, but at this point she needed some answers and they were beyond her. His face looked grim.
“It took immense effort for me to restrain you. And as a lord, I am the strongest of our race. Hell, you shouldn’t even have had fangs until I gave you my blood. You shouldn’t have been able to take it on your own like you did. It has to be the vampire DNA, but it still makes no sense. That’s probably what caught me off guard and why you ended up being a bit out of control.”
“What…what does that all mean?”
In two strides he was enveloping her in his warmth. “I don’t know, love, but we will find out. I promise you, everything will be okay. Everything will be okay.”
She could do nothing but hang onto him. He was her lifeline in this vortex that had now become her life. Her head was spinning. She had a sinking feeling that something was very wrong with her. Something that would threaten to tear her and Dev apart. Dramatic much, Kate?
She reluctantly pulled away from his heat.
“Dev, I had another dream about Sarah. This time I have some details that may help find her.”
Chapter 42
Dev
He couldn’t shake his intense guilt for overlooking something so significant as blood lust, which was akin to human drug addiction. Too late, he’d recalled that mating rituals involved small amounts of blood given over a longer period of time to avoid blood lust.
The thought of making her his had been his entire focus only hours ago. He was an ancient vampire and he should have known better. He did know better. That was the problem with Kate, however. He completely lost all common sense and rational thought around her. Most especially when he was inside of her.
