Blane waited until she had finished eating before starting to take plates to the dishwasher. He’d clean down later. He had been worried seeing her earlier when he’d stepped in to the kitchen. She looked tired and pale. She was still unwell. She looked more herself now having eaten. She barely touched the salad and potato but she devoured the meat. She’d refused more wine, so he’d passed her some juice. Just being in her company was ……… nice he realised and calmed his beast. She clearly didn’t feel the need to fill the space with idol chat. He liked that. She continued to look out the window. There was a lot going on in that brain. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. His body responded to her nearness, her scent. He wanted to touch her, be with her. He knew talking about today would ruin what they had right now. He needed to let it go. But he needed her more. Blane pushed back his chair and unbuttoned his jeans, pulling the zipper down and releasing his cock. He shimmied them down a bit and still looking at Ena he started to stroke himself. He noticed the change in her body language he moment she caught the scent of his sex. She slowly turned towards him taking her fill.
Ena wet her lips. Blane was unashamedly stroking his cock. It was bigger and broader than before. She wondered if that was possible? Her eyes lingered on his hands as he pumped slowly up and down. Ena got hot. A rippling started from her core and flared to life throughout her body. Her clit pulsed and tingled. She wet her lips again. She pulled off her sleep top and stood walking towards him. She stood inches before him and put her breast to his mouth. “Suck it.” She told him and watched as Blane continued to stroke himself and opened his mouth to suck in her breast. The sensation of his tongue and mouth covering her nipple and breast sparking throughout her. She leaned into him and caressed his head to her breast feeling him pleasuring her. “Bite it and fuck it,” she told him. Blane growled, yanking down her sleep shorts with one hand finding her wet for him, he growled louder and bit her breast harder ramming his fingers into her. Ena threw her head back and cried out, “fuck yes.”
Blane drank, the blood pure heaven on his tongue. He lathered her nipple feeling her climax coming. Not yet, he would hold it off till he was ready to give it to her. She was so wet for him. His beast growled again. Blane shook his head, his teeth in her flesh and bit harder, she was fucking his. He pushed two fingers back into her and pumped her in time with his tongue on her nipple. He could both feel and hear her panting, her muscles contracting around his fingers, close to release. Blane withdrew his teeth leaving his bite to bleed, he needed to see her bloodied from his use of her. He pumped his finders hard as he caressed the other breast and she swayed from the sensations bombarding her. He stopped stroking himself and lifted her over his lap to straddle him. He positioned her naked, where he needed her and took up his cock placing it at her entrance. “Fuck me.” He demanded. Ena dropped down and embedded him in her.
She so needed this. She rode him. She didn’t know how he knew this was what she needed but she thanked him over and over again as she rode him hard. She was close to coming so near the edge. She widened her legs to get more of him and was moving as fast as she could, reaching out and digging her nails into his shoulders for more friction, so close. “What do you need?” He asked her, pulling back her head and positioning her neck next to his mouth, he kissed it. She didn’t answer and he pulled it back more. “What. Do. You. Need?” He ground out to her as she rode him. She needed more from him. “You, I need more of you.” She gasped out. Blane turned her head to look at him. “Look at your male. See who he is Athena. Look at me while you fuck me, while you ask me for more.” He told her his voice animalistic dominant demanding. Ena stared at him in desperation to come. She watched in fascination as he opened his mouth and exposed his teeth to her view. “This is who we are. This is what you crave.” He told her placing his hands on her hips and encouraging her to move on him, then gently moving her head exposing her neck once more. “And I am the one who can give it to you.” He told her leaning in as her movements became frantic. “Please I need to come,” she cried out, gripping hard on his shoulders trying to reach her end. Blane leaned towards her and bit her. The euphoria hit her. Ena screamed out, “yes,” and exploded. Vaguely aware that Blane had taken up the mantel of fucking her, gripping on to her neck he pounded her from below. Her climax hit her again and Blane withdrew his teeth giving in to his own release with an almost savage thrust, “you are fucking mine, never forget it,” he told her then licked her wounds closed.
Ena wondered if she had blacked out again. She came back with the reality of what they had done and Blanes arms nuzzling her naked body into his own. Her head on his chest, his head on her shoulder rubbing his face along her neck shoulder and face, placing small kisses as he went. It was the calm after the storm and felt so right. Two bodies pressed together, his cock still inside her. Her breathing must have changed, he shifted slightly. “Are you ok?” he asked kissing the top of her head. “Yes I’m good.” She told him honestly. Blane stood and shucked off his trousers, walking out the kitchen and up the stairs. Every step causing her to feel the friction of his cock inside her and fire her desire. “Where are you going?” She asked. “We need a bed, I’m not done.” He told her calmly. Ena smiled. So dominant. “O good, a one hit wonder would have been a big disappointment.” She told him. He huffed. “I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop.” “Is that right?” She asked him. Blane entered her bedroom and he squeezed her arse. “You bet your sweet arse it is.” He lowered her on to the bed. Ena looked at the stunning male leaning over her. “Then you better fuck that sweet arse of mine before its daylight.”
CHAPTER FOUR
Blane hadn’t wanted to leave the house and Ena alone. That was a lie, he didn’t want to leave her bed period. But he had. He knew Ena wasn’t up to seeing him there in the morning. Too new too fresh. She would want her space. She needed time to miss him. So he’d gone before sun up, having given them both a night to remember. He had indeed fucked her sweet arse until she had begged for him to stop. He’d lost count of the number of times Ena had come or the number of releases he’d had. It had been carnal. Rough and loving. Ena was a joy of mixed emotions and wants. He revelled in her controlling needs. She’d mounted him several times and demanded her male service her. And then he dominated and she tempered him. It had been glorious. He’d struggled not to take blood from her at every turn but to hold back, knowing he would take too much and had to taper it. Knowing he could harm her had turned him cold. His beast agreed. Not harm the child. Not harm his mate.
Ena’s alarm went off. Six thirty already? She struggled waking up and realised that she was alone. Blane was gone. It gave her a moments pain to know he had left her but realised it was probably for the best. She ached in all the right places. He had been insatiable and as hot as hell last night. Ena turned off the alarm and dragged herself into the shower. It was going to take time to come around this morning and she had a meeting with Regin at 11.
“I can see your tired but you do look blooming.” Regin told her coming into the room. “Thank’s I think.” Ena answered as Regin hugged her and showed her to her chair. “Coffee?” “Yes. I need to wake up. I feel like I need another eight hours.” “Not sleeping well?” Regin asked concerned. Ena waved her hand, “no nothing like that, I had company last night, it was deliciously demanding.” She told her grinning. Regin gave the arrr I see look. Regin passed her her coffee. Ena thought she’d better get out the apology burning in her throat. “Regin I need to apologise to you and Arturo for running out on you and not letting Arturo know. I’d not used to letting people know my whereabouts, I realise that it was unprofessional and I should have dealt with it better. Would you tell him it won’t happen again. I will inform his team if I am out again.” Regin nodded. “Ok, was it important?” “No business. I ….. took a job.” Regin frowned. “A job? Don’t you have a shop?” Ena smiled, “I do yes, but I also contract on the side. I like to keep the old skills up and it pays well.” “But you don’t need the mone
y right? And it’s dangerous?” Ena grinned again, “Yes to both. I tend to do what I do best when I need to push something away for a bit, so I completed a job I’d accepted.”
Regin blew out a breath. “I’m guessing that could get you killed.” Ena shrugged, “It was recon only and I’m good at what I do, I don’t take on marks any longer.” Regin clearly didn’t know what to say to that. “So, I wanted to talk about a couple of things and I hope you will hear me out ok.” Ena nodded. “Firstly, there is a massive problem with fertility and vampires. Female vamps rarely conceived, we spoke of this a bit the other day. Mated couple’s, hybrid’s human and vamps, have it nearly as hard. The result, is that there are few children and I think that this is one of the reasons that vamps shut off their emotions. No ties to the living as it were and too emotional pulls to live with for hundreds of years. They have a need to procreate like anyone else. But this is a double-edged sword. While it keeps the bad guys from impregnating females, it also stops the good guys as well. We have a mated couple here who are bonded and have two female children, its unusual and she has given me permission to study her blood to see if I can find anything to help the others. Would you consider doing the same?” “Is she a vampire?” Ena asked. Regin shook her head, “no human or was until she became hybrid with the bond. Comparing your blood and hers might help us understand how you both could conceive compared with mine.”
Ena looked at Regin. “I’m sorry Regin I did not even consider that.” Regin waved her hand at her. “That’s fine, it’s early days for Arturo and I but my blood is a good base line. I would like a chance of finding the answer.” Ena nodded. “I’m good with that. Take whatever you need.” Regin smiled. “Thank you. The next thing. Have you made a decision?” Ena knew the question was coming but still stalled to answer. “I don’t want to be left with a child to raise on my own. I don’t want to be beholden to a male. Be told what I can and cannot do. I don’t want them wanting me for the child either. It has to be for me.” Ena told her honestly. “You know, a bonded male will never and I mean never, look, want or be with another female and she could never be with another male. He will only ever want to drink and have sex with you for as long as you live and if bonded and you exchange blood that can be for a very very long time.” Ena frowned. “But eventually I’ll die?” Regin looked sad, “Eventually we all die Ena.” “He would be left without me.” Ena told her. Regin shook her head. “No he won’t, he wouldn’t want to live without you. Without the bond. He will pass too.”
Ena had never really answered Regin’s question about if she had made a decision. She’d given blood and given some samples and left shortly after. As she headed to the shop she realised that she did know her answer. Her father had raised her on his own. She could do that too. He’d showed her how. She smiled. A mom. It wouldn’t be easy but then she didn’t like easy. She would show the child the same love and determination her father had shown her. It would make him or her special. As her father had told her many times. Fate had a funny way of working things out. The question was, did she want Blane? And if so, on what terms?
Ena checked her private servers from her office. Arturo’s order had arrived at the docks. She sent that message on to Arturo’s PA, Liv along with the paperwork for import. Scanning further emails she opened the one on her recent trip. Information accepted and paid. Ena smiled. It had been an easy trip. She thought for a moment about the captive. Her remit had not been retrieval. In any event she wasn’t prepared for it. She hoped the info got him out. Ena knew too well how this worked. They used her as an unknown to their company and deniability if anything went wrong. They paid a hefty price for that. One they were clearly willing to pay in this case. There’d be no more jobs for a while. She put on her out of office. Those in the know would get that she was off the books. She had her work shop projects to complete. And the baby to think about. That was enough.
“She’s what?” Arturo asked her again not sure he’d heard right. “Contracting privately for jobs. Dangerous jobs. Don’t know what exactly but she said this was only recon and they clearly take her out of the country but she said,” Regin frowned, “she doesn’t take marks any more. Does that mean she doesn’t kill any more? That would mean that she once did.” Arturo looked up from his desk and paperwork. “She was an undercover operative in some very black ops stuff so I expect she did and was very good at it. They tried to persuade her to stay when she gave up her commission. They don’t do that lightly.” Regin didn’t look happy. “So basically, she was a killer for the government.” Arturo reached out and touched her hand. “Not necessarily but likely and you forget, we’re all killers Regin.” Regin sighed. “She doesn’t look like it.” “And I expect, that is what made her so good at her job. They never saw her coming.” “Did you tell Blane?” Arturo sat back. “No. That’s for her to do but that baby will need his blood and soon or it won’t hold and I will not allow that to happen Regin.”
Blane looked around the club. It was heaving. The music pounding. Lights strobing. Bodies crammed together in the beat of the music and seduction. The usual Saturday night. He walked the floor, checked in with his boys and the bar. None of it holding his attention. He did his job but found no pleasure in it. There was only one place he wanted to be and that, wasn’t here. He gazed over the crowd. There were more vamps in than normal. Blane frowned. He didn’t recognise several of the faces. Arturo’s men rotated. Only those off duty and agreed got to come in. The others were agreed visitors. The system prevented overcrowding of vamps and fighting over the humans. Blane walked over to the security watch. “I notice we have a lot of vamps in tonight. They all on the list?” The vamp nodded at him. Blane turned around and looked out over the bodies dancing and weaving together. What they needed was another club. He’d have to talk to Arturo.
Blane got to bed around 5am. He’d helped to clear out the stragglers at 3am when the music stopped. Guests had half an hour to drink up, call cabs and get moving. After that, they helped them out and called them cabs. All gone by 4am was the routine. The bar staff and security cleared bottles and glasses from the room, plastic no glass. The only glass was kept behind the bar. They dumped them all for clearing out or cleaning. Blane had had the usual round up meeting, discussion problems. His people had half an hour to drink and unwind before his senior locked up. He had hit the shower before going to bed. He’d been hard all day and badly needed release, he’d stroked himself till the water ran cold. He’d come but there was no satisfaction in it, he was still hard. He’d dropped in bed in frustration. What he’d needed for release was across town. The minute the sun was down, she was his.
Ena had spent the morning trying to complete her routine and only getting so far. She’d been frustrated and her belly swollen. She’d been eating like a horse and couldn’t stop. Her body demanded meat and she was unable to let it go. She’d ended up having steak for breakfast with eggs. Bought in some rare roast beef for sandwiches with salad and even though it was only latter afternoon she was already looking forward to more steak for dinner. It was nuts but she was going with it. Ena reached over and grabbed an apple. Taking a bite it didn’t give her the buzz she was craving but it was healthy. Ena left the apple in her mouth and switched out the auto mag she was working on. It worked just fine. She put it down and took the apple from her mouth taking another bite. She was very happy with the weapon. Picking up one of the castings, she started work on the refining.
Blane had woken around three in the afternoon. He felt better for the longer sleep. He no longer needed to sleep the day away. His vamp system way beyond the need for full day sleep. He knew instinctively what time was sundown. He would be ready but first, he had work to do and a meeting with Arturo to set up.
Ena had held out as long as she could, then gave in and cooked. She finished up downstairs, then took a long shower and slipped a robe on heading back down stairs. She looked down at her finished plate and rubbed her stomach absently. She was full but she still hungered. Picking up
her juice she realised that the sun had gone down a while ago. She hadn’t noticed, too focused on her food. Ena frowned, when had she stopped noticing things? That was her job. Often her life depended on it. She took several mouthfuls and put the glass down. Picking up her plate she took it to the sink and started cleaning up. She felt a movement in the air, recognising who it was. She turned her head and Blane was standing there drinking her in. She picked up the towel and wiped her hands on it as Blane reached out for her and placed his hand on her neck rubbing the sensitive spot below her ear where her pulse raced. He ran his hand down her neck and shoulder, across her chest, down between her breasts undoing the sash as he went lower exposing her naked body to him, across her rounded belly and down to her nether lips circling her clit. His gaze never leaving her face.
Ena’s body flared to life. This strong determined dominant male had come to give her pleasure and take it. His eyes intense as he stared at her circling and teasing her clit was hypnotic. Unable to prevent her body from responding, Ena started to rotate her hips to his circling. Blane must have taken that for agreement. Keeping eye contact he lowered to the ground in front of her, using his other hand to pull her dressing robe from her body, it pooled at her feet. She was fully exposed to him. Blane gazed up at her and smiled. It was predatory. Looking her full in the face he leaned forward and used the hand that had pulled the robe from her to lift up her thigh and place it over his shoulder. Ena adjusted her weight and held on to the counter. Blane moved in towards her pleasure zone, pulled open her nether lips and sucked in her clit. Ena arched into him as he dominated her body. Her breasts heavier and erect. Blane ate at her. Moving his mouth to fuck her with his tongue.
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