His eyes were getting really heavy. “And what if they don’t care? I don’t think I could handle that.” He gave in to the sleepiness he felt and drifted off.
Chapter 17
Standing in her tiny kitchen, Trinity prepared a sandwich while Raven and Gypsy watched from the dining room table. She knew Raven was here to keep an eye on her while Cooper and Basil were at the castle, overseeing the reconstruction. Everyone was watching her like a hawk these days, waiting for her to announce she was in labor. She just wished everyone would give her some breathing space. As it was, the tiny kitchen and dining room seemed smaller than usual with her big belly taking up most of the space.
“You’re seriously going to eat that?” Gypsy inquired with a great deal of worry in her voice.
Trinity shrugged as she carried her plate to the table. “What’s wrong with it?”
“Well, for starters, strawberries and sardines? And let’s not mention the bean sprouts.” Gypsy shuddered.
“Okay, we won’t mention them.” Pulling up a chair, Trinity set her wide frame down, then lifted her sandwich and bit in. “Mm.”
“Gross! If I ever get pregnant I am so not eating that crap.”
Trinity simply smiled at Gypsy and took another bite out of her sandwich.
“It’s natural for a pregnant woman to crave certain foods. Trinity’s seem to be seafood and sweets,” Raven supplied, handing Trinity a paper napkin.
“I’ve always had a sweet tooth,” Trinity informed her, taking another bite.
“Still…if I ever get pregnant, I’m not eating like that.” Gypsy waved a hand at the sandwich.
“We’ll see.” Raven smirked.
“So, I gotta ask. What’s up with Cooper these days? Why is he so…antsy?”
Trinity wiped her mouth before responding to Gypsy. “I think he’s getting cabin fever. He’s used to running a monstrosity of a house and for the past few months he’s been cooped up here, sleeping on a cot in my living room.” Which was a little awkward at times, especially when she had to get up and pee late at night and forgot to slip into a robe to cover her nudity.
“Well, Jonah did need his office back,” Raven stated with a shrug of her shoulders.
“Oh, I know, which is part of the problem. Cooper has no real space of his own to go and get away from all of us.”
Gypsy nodded. “Yeah, I suppose that’s gotta be tough. I caught him mumbling to himself the other day. Something about, ‘he should have discovered it by now’. When I asked him if he’d lost something he got all flustered and stammered his response of no. Weird.”
“He’s been mumbling a lot lately,” Trinity added, then dove into her sandwich.
“What’s his story? I mean, he’s this hunky older guy but I never see him with a woman. Think he’s gay?” Gypsy asked while grabbing a glass of blood wine from Trinity’s fridge.
“He’s not gay,” Trinity chuckled, licking her lips clean.
“Then you’ve seen him with a woman?”
Trinity shook her head. “Well…no…but—”
“Then he could be gay,” Gypsy restated.
Trinity had to seriously think about that. She’d known him for over seven years and never had she seen him with a woman. Or a guy for that matter. “Maybe he just doesn’t need a companion,” she supplied in his defense.
“Everyone needs a companion.” Gypsy snorted.
“Not everyone is as horny as you are, Gypsy.” Raven muttered, then as if she realized what she’d said her eyes went wide and her hand came up to her mouth. “Oh God, I am so sorry. That was rude.”
Gypsy laughed it off with a wave of her hand. “I’m not offended. I’m not afraid to admit I like sex—”
“People down the block can tell how much you like sex, Gypsy,” Trinity retorted humorously.
“Okay, I’m a vocal orgasmer. Sue me.”
“Is that even a word?” Trinity asked, only to receive a shrug from Gypsy.
“Jonah and I resort to wearing earplugs to bed. We’ve been woken several times to her vocalness,” Raven laughed.
“I tried a pillow over my head but it wasn’t enough.”
“Oh har har, you two are so fucking funny.” Rolling her eyes, Gypsy sipped her wine.
“This is fun,” Trinity blurted out, surprising herself. “I just mean…well, I never really had any girlfriends that I just hung with. My sister and I used to gab about things, but…well…I guess I missed it.” She smiled at her new friends, then took another chomp out of her sandwich.
“Me too, on the no friends thing,” Gypsy added. “It was tough to make friends when I was popped from one foster home to another.”
“I was too busy going to school to get my nursing degree, then taking care of my son and working to start up any female relationships. This is nice.” Raven smiled easily.
“And soon, there will be another girl in the mix.” Gypsy patted Trinity’s belly.
“Yeah, but there will be no sex talk around her.”
“Well, not until she’s old enough to understand it,” Gypsy supplied.
“No, never. My daughter will not know of sex.” Both Raven and Gypsy laughed.
“You’re sounding like a mother already,” Raven added. “Protecting your child. But trust me, she will be curious and it’s better she hears it from her mother than someone on the streets.”
“Or movies,” Gypsy added.
“And if we’re all still living together, you might want to supply her with earplugs,” Raven advised, thumbing in Gypsy’s direction.
Trinity narrowed her eyes and pointed a finger at Gypsy. “No having sex around my daughter.”
Laughing, Gypsy stood to refill her glass. “If things work out, Dante and I will be living at his office after the darkness is gone.”
“Jonah and I plan on living here afterwards,” Raven said.
Trinity’s eyes watered with the thought. “What? No. No, you all can’t leave me. I like this girlfriend thing.” She sniffled.
“Aw, we like it too. Group hug.” Gypsy waved Raven on then wrapped her arms around Trinity.
When Raven did the same, Trinity pulled them both into her arms. Sniffling back her tears. “Damn hormones.”
They all laughed.
***
Danny woke to a harsh sandpaper feeling scraping across his cheek. Peering through tired eyes he saw his cat sitting in front of him. “What did we discuss about you licking my face, Killer?” He muttered in a voice gruff from just waking up.
The cat made a tiny purring noise, then curled up under his chin.
“Great, thanks.” But he stroked his fur despite his displeasure at having hair in his face. “What time is it?”
“If you expect the cat to answer you, then you need therapy.”
He tilted his head back to look at Starla, standing in the doorway leading to the dining room. “I knew you were there. I could smell you.”
“Hm, not sure how to take that. Did you have a nice nap?” she asked, leaning down to stroke the cat’s fur.
“Every human has their own distinctive scent. Yours happens to be soft, like a whisper of a scent only meant to tease the observer.”
She tilted her head and her eyes took on that dreamy look again. “Aw…that’s so sweet.”
“Yeah. Did it turn you on?”
She sighed heavily. “And the sweetness is gone. Are you hungry?” she inquired, standing up.
“Only for you. Why don’t you come here and give me a taste of your honey.” He reached out for her only to have her pull her hand away.
“Gee, how romantic.”
He jumped up off the sofa, which annoyed Killer who hissed his protest before scrambling away. “Romance is nice. Sex is better.” He managed to catch her hand thi
s time and yanked her towards him.
“Romance and sex can go hand in hand, you know.” She made like she was trying to pull away but he knew better.
“Sure, like peanut butter and jelly. Now give me a kiss.”
Laughing, she did as he asked.
He loved her mouth but, mostly, he wanted to get inside of her. Releasing her, he pushed her towards the sofa. “You demanded slow last time, now I demand quick.”
“I didn’t demand,” her voice quivered slightly.
He gave her a smug look. “Oh yes, you did.” He spun her around and pushed her to the sofa. “You have a nice ass.” He gave it a smart little snap of his hand, which made her squeal. “Let’s see it naked.”
“Danny, you can’t just expect me to be ready just like that?”
“Oh, I’m betting by time I get you out of these shorts you’ll be ready.”
She angled her head over her shoulder. “You’re pretty smug.”
“Damn straight. Now bend over, babe.”
“What happened to romantic?”
He undid her shorts then yanked them down her waist. “I already told you, Sex is better. Oh yeah, look at that ass. Mm, very nice.” And he just couldn’t resist giving it a little nip with his teeth.
“Hey…oh…” She moaned when his tongue slid out over her cheek.
Smiling, Danny straightened up and undid his fly.
“Condom.”
He rolled his eyes, but obliged. “I’m on my last one.” He told her as he slipped it on his stiff hard-on.
“Guess you’ll have to get more.”
“Oh yeah.” He leaned over her, sliding his member between her wet thighs and grabbing hold of both breasts. “Ever had it from behind before, Starla?”
“Well, sure. I’m not a virgin,” she snickered.
“You are when it comes to taking it from behind by a vampire.” She wiggled her hips, sliding all that moisture over his dick “Told you you’d be ready.” He slipped back, grabbed hold of himself, then positioned it at her opening. “Ready?’
“Bring it on, baby.”
He thrust inside, she gasped, he paused, she started gyrating. Smiling, Danny took hold of her hips and began to pump her.
“Oh yes…yes…yes,” she chanted, gripping the back of the sofa tightly in her hands.
She was tight but she was so wet. She clamped onto him, stroking him with each penetrating thrust. He was so deep inside of her that he felt buried by her. And, God, what a glorious feeling it was.
Then she slipped her hand between her thighs and began to manipulate her clit.
He felt her clamp onto him tightly right before she began to convulse with her orgasm.
“Harder. Harder,” she demanded, rubbing herself faster.
He was more than happy to oblige and when he felt his own orgasm rising, he slid his hand around her waist and helped her. The sensation shot him right over the edge.
“Yes,” he grunted as he spilled into the condom. He wished he was spilling it into her.
She collapsed on the sofa, panting, and Danny stood there, his legs weak, feeling like a million bucks.
“Okay, fast is good too.”
“Fast is the best.”
She shifted onto her back and smiled up at him. “I didn’t hear you complaining earlier when we did it nice and slow. As a matter of fact, you really liked it.”
His face felt hot and he knew he was blushing. “It’s always nice to have a variety in your sex life. Speaking of which. Wanna go at it again?”
She laughed as she sat up and pulled her shorts back up. “As tempting as that is…I’m starved. I need food and so does Killer.” She stood up, zipped up, and kissed him right on the lips before swaggering out of the room.
Danny fell down onto the sofa with a huge smile on his face.
He’d never felt this good in all of his life.
Chapter 18
Danny sat at the kitchen table, watching Starla polish off her second bowl of soup and was mesmerized by her tongue as is slipped from her mouth to glide effortlessly over her lips. He wondered if she knew just how sexy she really was.
“I think I might end up hating soup by the time I go home.”
Her voice broke his stare and, looking up at her, he wondered how soon he could convince her into the sack. “I miss steak.”
She set the spoon in the bowl and leaned back in her seat. “Let me guess, you like your steak rare?”
“Medium rare actually. Shit, it must be close to three months or more since I last had a steak. At this point, I might even eat it raw,” he laughed, leaning back in his seat.
“I never really thought about it before I headed out here. I guess I just assumed everything would still be running, like grocery stores and malls and so forth. That was rather silly of me.”
“Yeah,” Danny sighed. “We lost most of that within weeks after the sun disappeared. The National Guard hustled most everyone out of the city when they figured out they couldn’t control the vamps.”
“I’m surprised they haven’t set up patrols or kept the guard up in the city to control the vamps.”
Danny pushed his chair back to allow Killer onto his lap. “I think maybe they’re thinking its best to let the vamps have control over their own city and hopefully they’ll leave the rest of the population alone.”
“Right, like that’ll happen.” She rolled her eyes.
“From what I’ve heard, Fritz has his men scoping out the highways and scooping humans up like candy. He’s got his own blood bank now.”
Her face scrunched up. “That is just sick.”
Danny shrugged while scratching the cat’s head. “A vamp’s gotta do what he’s gotta do.”
“So why haven’t you done that?”
Danny lifted his shoulders in a careless gesture. “Too much work.”
She chortled, shaking her head. “I doubt that’s the real reason. You’ve been on your own for how long now?”
“Four months.”
“And all that time you never once thought about going out and grabbing a human for a snack?”
“We don’t snack on humans, we live off of their blood. And it’s not just human blood, we need blood in general but humans’ blood has more of what we crave in it. And no, I never once thought about grabbing a human off the highway or anywhere else for that matter.”
She tilted her head as she spoke. “How about before the darkness settled in?”
He folded his arms across his chest and grinned. “I had my share.”
“You just walked up to a human and took what you wanted?”
“I am a vampire after all.”
She shook her head. “Yet you haven’t scooped one up in the past four months? That seems odd.”
“I told you, it’s too much work.”
“No, I don’t believe that. I think there’s something else there that you’re not willing to tell me.”
He leaned forward in his seat, placing his elbows on the table and narrowing his eyes. “You’re trying to put me in a golden light, making me less evil when, in reality, I was a nasty bastard that even you would have been afraid of.” Her laughter caught him off guard and annoyed him.
“You sound like those schoolyard bullies boasting about how mean they are.” She leaned forward in much the same manner as him. “Yet here you are, with a cat on your lap from whom you swear you’ve never sampled and a woman across from you who you’ve never bitten. Not such a bad guy I’m guessing.”
“I turned my brother’s girlfriend into a vampire and had plans of making her my blood slave,” he remarked snidely, giving her a cocky look as he leaned back in his seat.
Her eyes narrowed. “You did that to your brother?”
“Well, it was b
efore he met her, but that’s not the point. It’s what I had planned to do with her that counts.”
She held her hand up. “It was before they met? Well, that’s different.”
“How is that different? I turned an innocent young girl into a vampire with designs of making her my slave. If that doesn’t spell evil, I don’t know what does.”
“So why isn’t she your slave now?”
Danny looked down at the cat on his lap who was busy cleaning his face, swiping one furry paw over his mouth then over his cheek. “She got away.”
“She got away?”
“My point is that I am not a good guy, Starla.” She was failing to see that.
She smiled as she leaned back in her chair. “Okay, Mr. Evil Vampire Guy, so why haven’t you attempted to do that with someone else now? You could just as easily head out to the highway, grab another victim, and make her your blood slave.”
“Too much work,” he reiterated.
“Bullshit!”
He let out a heavy breath and decided to change the subject. “If I were to take you to Chaos’ underground hideout, do you think you might be able to pick up his trail?”
“I think you’re a tough guy wannabe, Danny. But I’m willing to let you have your delusions. We could try,” she answered, standing up to put her bowl in the dishwasher along with the empty pot. “How soon do you want to give it a try?”
“No time like the present.” He stood up, cat in his arms. It annoyed him that she saw through his ruse. Sure he’d been bad, but not as bad as he was trying to make her believe. In reality, he’d needed someone’s help more times than not to get him food. He just wasn’t skilled, or strong enough, to wrestle down his own food.
And that pissed him off.
“Then we’ll get started.” She walked up to him, stroking a hand along the cats head as she leaned in and kissed him softly. “Tough guy.” She smiled as she turned away.
He dropped the cat and grabbed Starla by the arm, spinning her back to him. With a hard yank, he pulled her into his arms and plastered a hard kiss over her soft lips. The gasp she emitted gave him a momentary thrill. When he released her, he was smiling. “Let’s get rolling.”
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