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Turning back to Arturo she asked him. “So if what John is saying is that we cannot defend here. Then what are the options?” As Regin finished speaking, the downed Vamp shook off her handlers and came at Regin at Vamp speed. Regin only had time to lift her hands from the table and spark. As the Vamp flew at her, Regin topped up on Arturo as she stood and let her power loose. Lightning shot out and stopped the Vamp in her tracks before her. She started to twitch and burn. “I asked if you were in control.” Regin told her. “Clearly you’re not. I really hate to use this and you have made me do it. Now I’m pissed. It hurts, doesn’t it? And it will continue to hurt until either your gone or I stop. What should I do? Burn or stop? Decisions. Decisions. While I decide. Why don’t you tell the good people here what you’ve been up to?” The Vamp clearly smouldering, burns appearing on her skin and in great pain said nothing. “I can make this hurt more. Shall we try that?” Regin told her. The Vamp screamed and the burning becoming worse. Her hair was falling out and parts of her body going black. Regin cut back on the power. “Now that I have your attention. Tell the good people here everything you know.” The Vamp started talking. Regin turned the power off and sat back down. Arturo leaned forward and kissed her hard. “Magnificent.” He told her. Every person in the room had been staring at her. “It’s a gift.” She told them shrugging.
“Holy fuck.” Said John as he and Pierre led the female Vamp out. She was rambling. Gia stepped up. “So to answer Regin’s question. Real nice moves there Regin by the way. We are sooo going out on a girl’s night. We need to move our base of operations. John suggests we go to the house outside Montreal. And make it clear that we have left to go there.” Regin frowned. “Wont that leave this town open to an attack?” Gia nodded. “It’s possible but they are after Arturo and his territory so it makes sense that if we move, they will move too. And most of them are not here yet.” “How many does this Marcus have?” Regin asked. Gia Shrugged. “We’re not sure could be 150, 250, 500 followers.” 500 Followers in this town thought Regin. They would tear it apart. Regin turned to Arturo. “When are you leaving?” She asked him. “Tomorrow night. The sooner the better.” Regin nodded and rose from the table. “If you would all excuse me. It has been a long day.” Regin started to walk away. Arturo caught her wrist with his hand. “I will be with you in a moment.” Regin nodded absently. Arturo let her go and watched her walk to her door. Gia started to speak. “My Lord I did not mean to cause a problem.” Arturo held up his hand to stop her. “Now tell me how our plans are going.”
Regin took her clothes off and headed to the shower. She took a long hot soak and felt better for it. Grabbing some PJs she slipped them on and walked into her bedroom. She didn’t expect Arturo any time soon. There was clearly plenty of work going on. Regin sat up on her bed against the headboard and put the bed throw over her. Picking up the TV remote she found a film and started to watch it. Regin wasn’t sure how much she had actually watched but felt herself falling asleep. She didn’t fight it but welcomed the peace.
Arturo had given his orders. Everyone out of the house. They all had work to do and security could do that outside the building and perimeter. Arturo picked up two glasses and a bottle of wine and headed in Regins direction. Opening the door it was clear to him that she was asleep. The TV was on but she was snuggled up under the covers. He took the remote and turned it off. Quietly he placed the glasses and bottle on the side table and looked at her. She was strength and loveliness. She had made her mark tonight. His people in no doubt she was worthy of her position. She was his. Arturo walked into her bathroom and took a shower. He came out in a towel. Regin still slept. He gazed down at her. He wished he could let her sleep but it needed to be now. He couldn’t give her any more time. He’s resolve and need were driving him. The situation was getting worse day by day. He needed to protect her. Give her everything he could. And should he fail, his people would protect her with their lives. Giving her time to get away and start again if she had to.
He dropped the towel and moved onto the bed next to her. He’d managed to keep most of his hair dry. He knelt behind her. Running his hand from her shoulder to her fingers laying on the covers and entwined them. With his other hand he brushed down the side of her face with his fingertips. Whispering his love for her. Regin stirred. Not yet awake. Arturo unclenched her fingers and slipped his hand under the covers and around her waist and under her PJ top. He caressed the skin and moved his hand up to under her breast. Regin moaned and called his name. Arturo nuzzled into her neck encouraged. Nipping along her shoulder moving the PJ fabric with his other hand as he did so. He ran his thump along the under swell of her breasts. “Yes.” Regin murmured. Arturo cupped her breast and caressed her nipple. Regin lifted slightly and moved into him. “O Yes.” She pleaded. Arturo released her breast and threw the cover off the bed. Slipping his hand inside her PJ pants he pushed them down over her hips. Regin moved slightly and helped him again. Arturo moved down to spooning her while caressing first one breast then the other. He could feel Regin’s pleasure from his touch. He cupped and squeezed them. Played and pulled the nipples. Soothed them with his fingers and pinched and rubbed them. Regin cried out. He rubbed his groin into her from behind pulling her to him. His cock hard and in need of release rubbing it along the clef of her cheeks.
He needed to do this right. She needed to be ready for him. Regin pushed back into him again. He let go of her breast with one final pinch. His mouth sucking at her neck. He pulled her thigh over his leg laying her partially over him. He raised his knee opening her up to him. Arturo ran his hand down her back slit and found her opening. He pushed one finger into her. Regin moaned and panted. He pushed in more and pulled back and started the rhythm he wanted. He felt her need.
It was the best dream ever. She needed more. So close. “More. Need more.” She called out. Arturo pushed in two fingers and pumped her. “Yes. O yes. That’s it. Need that.” He pushed in three and opened her up to him. Unable to stop herself she cried out again. “So close.” As his rhythm took over her. She was teetering on the edge of nirvana. Suddenly fingers were gone from inside her as he slipped them round the front and cupped her mound and went in search of her clit. Finding it he rubbed her. Unable to hold back any long she exploded. Regin fully woke at her climax. Her euphoria only just making her aWare of his cock at her entrance. She was drained with immense pleasure riding her.
Arturo continued to stoke her clit. “Arturo?” She whispered and moaned her clit sensitive to his administrations. Unable and unwilling to do anything about her exposure to him. Arturo smiled. “I’d kill any other male Regin.” He told her. “Umm. Perfect.” She told him. “Not yet Regin. I need your permission. I will not do this without it.” He told her circling her clit again. Regin felt him behind her at her entrance. “Yes.” As the words left her mouth Arturo pushed into her. Wet she was so wet but he was big. Larger than any of her previous lovers. Not that there had been many. He kept pushing in slowly. She was so tight. He withdrew and pushed back in. Her juices slick on his cock. Arturo couldn’t remember feeling this good before. He pulled back and pushed in more. He tried to give her time to adjust, he knew he was big for her. He couldn’t hold back. And Slammed into her. Regin cried out at the invasion. Arturo pulled her onto him fully seated. Her arse. Balls deep. It was heaven to him. He grabbed and held her to him. Unable not to move Arturo fucked her. His hand continued to stroke her clit. He lifted her slightly so she could brace on her arm. He pumped faster and faster from behind. Used both his hands to caress her breast and her clit. Regin pushed back into him trying to keep up with his pace. She braced herself on the bed, trying for more leverage. She needed this. She opened her legs wider. Arturo felt his beast rise. Taking his hand from her breast he pulled her head to one side roughly. “Can’t stop I’m sorry.” He told her through gritted teeth. His nipping became more intense. His sucking harder. He began to suck her in time with his cock pounding her. Regin was close again her climax within reach.
Against the pounding he gave her Regin put her lips to his wrist and drank. The blood entered her. Fire suddenly blazed alight within her. Burning raged throughout her body. Regin screamed his name and came again harder than ever in her life.
Arturo felt them joining, felt the cord wrap around their souls and roared his own release as he slammed into her one last time and spilled inside her. It was done.
Regin woke sometime later cradled in Arturo’s arms. She looked at him and smiled. They were married by Vamp tradition. I think I missed the memo she told herself and smiled. He was such a beautiful man. And he loved her. Regin had been shocked at hearing that. How had this happened. How had she managed to hook Mr G? She turned over needing the bathroom. Her bottoms were gone and her top was ripped in half hanging off. She remembered the sex. It had been something else. Regin remembered he’d ripped her neck and put her hand up to it. It was smooth. No tear. She began prodding her neck with her fingers. “It’s healed.” Arturo told her yawning turning over and gazing at her. He was old enough to not be held by the sun. Regin turned and smiled down at him. “I didn’t mean to wake you. I needed the bathroom and just remembered I might have an injury.” She told him unafraid. “You don’t. I checked and closed it after you fell asleep.” He lifted his fingers to stroke down her neck. “Thirsty?” He asked her. “Yes but I need the bathroom first.” Regin pulled down her PJ shirt and scooted to the edge of the bed. Gingerly she put her feet on the floor. She’d felt no tightness or aches on her joints but put her feet down as she would normally. Regin felt nothing and stood. She was pain free. She turned to Arturo. “My god, there’s no pain. It’s gone.” Arturo smiled. “It worked then.” He told her grinning. Regin walked to the bathroom. “Wow. We need to bottle this.” She told him entering the doorway and closing the door.
She took her time. Looked at herself in the mirror. No marks. No cuts. No bruising. And she felt wonderful. Pain free. She went to the toilet and washed her hands. No soreness. Looking in the mirror again. Did her skin look better? Firmer? Her pores smaller? The door opened and Arturo stood there. “Are you ok? Did I hurt you? My beast got the better of me I could not hold him back. He wanted you too badly.” Regin turned to look at him. He hair was loose and hanging round his shoulders. No bed head for him. “Arturo I feel wonderful. Look at me. My skin is better. I look better.” Arturo shook his head. “You are as beautiful to me now as you were then.” He told her honestly moving in behind her and looking at her eyes in the mirror opposite them. “The rest is immaterial to me. I wished you whole for you and you are.” Arturo wrapped his arms around her. Putting his chin on her shoulder. Regin couldn’t stop smiling. “You married me.” Arturo grinned. “Never any doubt about that wife.” “How’s the hunger?” She asked him worry crossing her mind. “Only for your body and what that gives me.” Regin grinned again. “It really did work. I never really thought it would you know. Guess that’s the scientist in me.” “Come back to bed. Its early. The house is still empty and I want to love my wife how a man should.” He told her. She looked up at him over her shoulder. “Really?” She asked. “And how’s that then?” “By fucking her within an inch of her life.” He told her leading her back to bed. Regin laughed. “Umm sounds perfect.”
Regin felt spoilt. Arturo had brought breakfast to bed. Regin woke starving and thirsty. Never really getting around to that drink last night. She stretched pulled on her robe and headed to the bathroom. When she came back Arturo had already brought in a breakfast tray. Regin grinned and jumped back into bed. She felt five years old. “This is perfect.” She told him. Leaning over to him and lightly kissing him. “Your perfect.” Arturo caressed her face. “If I should forget how lucky I am. Remind me.” He told her. Regin grabbed some toast. “You bet ya ass.” She told him. The bed was warm and cosy. They ate eggs, bacon, toast and washed it down with fresh juice and coffee. By the time they were finished and lazing away the early hours Regin sensed people coming back to the house. “We have company she told him.” While laying in his arms. Arturo reluctantly let her go and headed to the bathroom. Showering in Vamp time, he emerged in minutes. Clean and fresh and went to her dresser and removed some of his clothes. O that’s just being cruel. Regin had to admit she loved the view. Nothing like naked male in all his glory walking across your room to set you buzzing. “Arturo maybe you should come back to bed, I’m feeling peckish.” She told him mischievously. Rolling her eye brows at him. Arturo dressed in Vamp speed. And came to the bed. “Maybe you should have mentioned that earlier.” He teased. “Dam. Rain check?” She asked him pouting. “I guarantee it.” He told her kissing her firmly and walking to her door. “Never forget I love you.” He told her as he walked through and closed her door.
Regin basked in the glow of a wonderful night, until reality came crashing back with Arturo leaving that night to go back to Montreal. Dragging herself out of bed she headed to the shower. Arturo had not only put his things in her dresser but they were in her bathroom too. When had he done that? Regin turned the shower on and stepped in. She had to get to work.
“Morning.” Regin bent and kissed Arturo. He was sitting at the island with Pierre and James. “More coffee anyone?” She asked. “Yes please.” Pierre answered. Regin picked up the pot and poured herself a coffee and refilled Pierre’s mug. Regin grabbed a seat and offered up the pot to James. He shook his head no. Charlee came in with John. “Any chance of some coffee?” “In the pot.” Answered Regin. Charlee leaned over and grabbed it filling a mug. “The arrangements look good Pierre. We’ll leave around seven.” Arturo told him. Pierre nodded. She really didn’t want to hear this. Too raw. “I have to get to work. So I’ll see you all later.” She told them getting down off her stool. “Regin can you take a leave of absence?” Arturo turned to her and asked. “Although my work is more or less there, it would be neigh impossible right now.” Arturo nodded. “I can’t protect you here.” He told her solemnly and it’s what she already knew. Regin gave him a waning smile. “Jazel is always going to be coming for me. Now, he’ll get more than he bargained for. You have to leave, staying here only puts more people in danger. You have your fight and I have mine. I’ll see you tonight.” Taking one last look at the male who had entered her life so completely and given her so much in such a short time and who was leaving without her, she headed to her car.
Arturo nodded to Charlee who walked out after Regin. “Are you letting her stay My Lord.” James asked. “No James I’m not. And I don’t mind telling you that I am not having that conversation with my wife.” Pierre grinned. “Wise.” Arturo followed Regins progress down the driveway until she turned the corner. “John where are we?”
Regin had been determined to get home for six. She had every intension of having dinner with her husband before he left her. That sounded so weird. Husband. The leaving her made her feel sick. Pulling
into the driveway Regin knew Arturo had security walking the grounds and checking who came and went but to their credit, she never noticed anyone. Coming to the house she did notice fewer cars were parked. She guessed that some had already left. Regin pulled into the garage and opened her car door. Using the security pad she entered the house and walked down the corridor to the kitchen. The day had been strange, she’d not used her mobility scooter and the staff had never seen her without it. She’d been honest and told them she was feeling better, just didn’t go into it. Arturo was cooking. “Hi handsome.” She called to him as she spotted him and walked over into his arms. Kissing him soundly. “Missed you today.” He told her. “Missed you too.” “Dinners nearly ready. Sit and relax.” Regin walked round the island and sat in her usual seat. “Where is everyone?” “O their around.” He told her. “I asked that we have some privacy for dinner.” Regin smiled. “Thank you.” Arturo opened the oven door and took out fresh cooked bread and lasagne. And placed a Greek salad on the table. It smelled heaven. “Were you a chef in a previous life?” Regin asked him. “Not this one. But several times over, yes.” Regin grinned. “Lucky me.” “I don’t get the chance to do this often, not in my world so this is good for me.” Arturo dished up for both of them and provided a portion of salad and bread. Regin poured the wine. They ate. Talked about nothing. Drank the wine. Ate some more and relaxed into comfortable silence. Regin didn’t want the moment to end. Just being in each other’s company was enough.