The Protectors: The Blood Bar Chronicles, Book 2

by Chellie Edwards

  Stealing a moment to drink in the beauty of his body once more, she felt heat pooling between her legs, as her gaze explored the contours of his body. The broad back that tapered down to a slender waist, then flared slightly to the pert backside, which her fingernails had branded in blood as she had swallowed his seed, sent sparks of desire and need through her. It all paled in comparison, though, to the powerful cock hanging between his perfect thighs. Even flaccid, it was bigger than her long past ex’s, and the mere sight of it brought the memory of its taste and texture to her mouth. Oh, how she longed to have him inside her again—mouth or pussy, it didn’t matter; she just needed him to fill her.

  The sheet dropped from her as she moved out of the bed and walked over to him. She snaked her arm. He around his waist, and she kissed his shoulder blade softly as she joined him. “Malachi, I know you have nothing to be ashamed of, but aren’t you worried someone will see you like this?” she asked, breaking the silence between them. “Why didn’t you wake me?”

  “You looked too peaceful to wake,” Malachi said, not moving his gaze from the window. “And as for who sees me, we are on the fifth floor. If I want to look out of this window, I should be free to, in whatever state of dress I choose.” He seemed distant, and Arielle sighed, making him turn to glance back at her. “ Is something wrong?”

  “No,” she said. “I just thought after last night the last thing you’d want to do was leave the bed. Or wasn’t it as good for you as it was for me?”

  Surprised by her comment he turned quickly, his cock brushing her naked thigh, and he reached for her before looking down at her. “Last night was the most incredible of my existence. Arielle, I have never been so satisfied by a woman, or any number of women. You truly gave me a night to remember, and I always will.”

  She smiled. “But you don’t have to remember it, Malachi; we can live it if you want to. This is going to sound so corny. but if you want me then you just have to say it. I know I’ll never find another man like you if I search for a thousand years.” She ran her hand down his chest as her eyes looked up into his.

  “That is more than true.” Malachi laughed before he traced his finger down her cheek. “Oh, Arielle, how I wish I could promise you forever, but the reality of my life is that come sundown tonight, I have to leave.” He shook his head as he saw the confusion growing in her eyes. “In all the nights I’ve had, I always woke the morning after, ready to get back on my boat and sail away. Last night, you changed all that, and I feel like such a bastard to leave you, but I can’t stay, no matter what my body or heart want.”

  Arielle moved back across to the bed and sighed heavily. She nodded as she pulled the sheets around her, tucking them under her arms, and she wished that the mattress could just swallow her whole.

  “I should have known. You’re married, aren’t you?” she asked, the notion sickening her. Her body though made mockery of her beliefs, as her pussy ached for his cock, sending pulses of need up her spine. “I slept with someone else’s husband.”

  “No, my angel,” Malachi said, walking over to her and taking her hands in his. “I wish that the truth were so simple. I belong to no woman, though if I did, I would long for it to be you. “

  “Then talk to me. Tell me why we can’t have what we both want.” She pleaded with him. “I know you’re not gay. You tell me you want me. Why can’t you have me? Malachi,” Arielle whispered as she saw the troubled look in his eyes. “It’s all right. I am an adult. If this was just a one-night stand, then it was the best I ever could have had.” Moving her hand from his she stroked his hair between her fingers. “You said, sundown you have to leave…that’s hours away. Till then, I want more of you. I need to do everything to you, with you. Tell me you want that too.”

  ***

  Malachi could feel his heart aching as her beautiful, expressive eyes searched his for any kind of explanation to spare her from the despair of losing him. Yet he knew he couldn’t answer her questions. How could he tell her that he was a merman? The supernatural world was hidden from mortals because humans lacked the capacity to accept truths like this without being scared away or turning on those who were different. For the first time, that scared him. The notion t some woman could hurt him was alien and yet very real as he was held in those deep brown pools and didn’t know what he could say that wouldn’t change the absolute love seeming to shine there.

  He knelt on his knees and, leaning in, kissed her slow and teasingly. His actions would be better than any words he could say. Without breaking their kiss, he picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bathroom. If she wanted everything, then he would see she had it. She was right: their time wasn’t over yet, and he would take every moment he could to satisfy her.

  The bathroom might have been small and modestly appointed—budget hotels weren’t known for lavish furnishings—but as Malachi turned on the shower and let it warm to a pleasant temperature before stepping in, it might as well have been made with gold. That was how he felt. Arielle was a woman in a million who deserved the best of everything he could offer her and setting her on her feet, he kissed and teased her, his hands roaming freely over the familiar contours of her body.

  His allowed his fingertips to skim her flesh softly before moving his hand between her legs and brushing lightly over the apex of her sex, and she gave a slight moan. He was clearly in control of every aspect of her body and knew each cue to draw the most intense response. She was helpless to fight. His eyes were deep turquoise pools that begged her to lose herself in them and succumb totally to his will. His mouth was desperate and hot as he claimed hers, ravaging her as she knew her other lips were about to be taken too. One of her hands moved up his jawline; her neck slowly dropped backward, and she halted him momentarily, pressing her other palm against the hardness of his pecs. “Malachi, my love, there is something I’ve never done. I want to do it with you,” she said as she took his strong hand and moved it from where it had been resting on her mons, across the silky flesh of her buttocks, and rested it over her cleft. Wonder and desire swamped his eyes as he realized what she was offering him, and as his breath hitched in his chest, he gently cradled her face in his palm.

  “Arielle, are you sure? This isn’t something to be done lightly. It could hurt you,” he said, with almost an echo of the concern that she had felt for him when they had first met. “I would love to bury myself inside your sweet ass and give you all of me, but you have to be sure it’s what you really want.”

  Arielle nodded her consent, and he kissed her deeply, his tongue nearly reaching her tonsils. She definitely wanted this too, and as he tore his mouth away from hers, she saw how he knelt down and smiled at the perfection of her behind.

  Using her chest to brace herself against the shower wall, Arielle felt Malachi’s rough hands carefully move her legs apart before he started to rub her buttocks and mold them with his fingers. His breath was hot against her skin as he kissed and licked patterns over her behind. The warm shower covered them both, giving an alternate buzz to the rest of her body. She jumped as she felt him suck her flesh against the solid barrier of his teeth and knew that she was marked as his, if only for the time until it faded. Malachi smiled, she could feel it as he made her jump, then as if to make amends for the moment of pain, he moved his hand between her legs. He teased the sensitive tip of her clit with his finger before slipping his thumb up between her buttocks and pressed it on her asshole. The edge of his nail rubbed the puckered skin while his finger dipped inside her wet channel, and she began starting to move herself against his hand, spurring him onward.

  Withdrawing his finger from her, she felt Malachi separate her cheeks, and she knew he would see the darker pink skin that was kept hidden from the world. Before she could wonder what was coming next, Arielle purred as she felt his tongue licking over her hole. It was a new sensation she had never before imagined. He moved his hands up her body, and she adjusted herself slightly so he could touch her breasts once more. Her nipples were
so hard and her breathing ragged as the flush of sexual excitement covered her skin. She was enslaved by the sensations he sent through her body. The pulsing in her pussy and the tautness of her buds as he nipped at them claimed her breath and stopped her mind from focussing on anything but the pleasure she felt at his hand.

  She gasped as she felt him roll his tongue and push it towards the clenched skin, slowly making her relax. The tip slipped slightly inside her. She rested her forehead against the wall to try and steady herself as her legs were starting to feel like jelly, but before she could do anything, she could feel her asshole starting to give way to his probing tongue. It was going deeper inside, hinting at what was to come, and she liked it. Her anal muscleslost their resistance and allowed him to savor the dark taste of her.

  ***

  Malachi was solid again with an erection that sent sweet pain through him as he yearned for her to touch him, to suck him, or take him inside her. Yet that wasn’t an option, not this time. There was only one orifice left he wanted to claim, and he wasn’t going to let anything stop him from giving her what she wanted. He concentrated on the muscle in front of him. That tight virgin ass was as beautiful as a newly budding rose. It was his cock that would bring the rose to bloom, and it was something that couldn’t be rushed.

  Licking his finger, he ensured there was plenty of saliva there and then started to rub slowly around the muscle. He could feel how wet her pussy was, but she needed to be just as wet and ready for him before he could use his cock on her. He measuredly pressed his fingertip against the twitching entrance, feeling her give way gradually as he carefully moved the tip in slow, circular movements.

  “Oh God!” Arielle gasped as his finger pushed inside her entrance. “Oh, Malachi, yes!”

  He smiled at her acceptance of his finger, and as she started to move with the gentle advancement he was making into her, he looked around. “Arielle, hand me that jelly,” Malachi instructed, seeing the tub on the shelf. “I can’t go further without it. I want you to enjoy this. That will help.” Seemingly in a love drunk state, Arielle responded to his request and handed the circular pot to him. In thanks, Malachi stroked her again, his finger held tight by her asshole, and Arielle purred. Removing his finger from her, Malachi quickly opened the tub, and warming a dollop of the soft jelly between his palms, he stood behind her. He started to whisper strange words that were mer-kind terms of endearment in her ear while he started to rub the slick substance between her cheeks.

  He turned Arielle around and put some of the lube into her hands, then holding them in his own, he placed them on his pulsing cock and started to move them up and down his length. Every inch of his skin was covered in slow, teasing strokes. He guided her hands with his own so she didn’t get too carried away and bring him off before they could meet their mutual need. The tip of his cock was glistening with precum in anticipation of what was to come, and he smiled as he saw her notice it too.

  Ensured they were both greased up as much as possible, Malachi kissed Arielle tenderly before turning her back to face the wall. He raised his hands and moved them across her nipples then down her breasts, and the sides of her body. He slowly brought one hand back between her cheeks and inched his finger inside her once more. He then inserted another and started to pump them both gently in and out, trying to get her used to the motion and spreading more lubrication inside her as he grabbed his cock and replacing his fingers started to rub it around her entrance . He felt her stiffen slightly at the presence of his cock; she was already anticipating the sensation of every bump and vein as it entered her. He saw one of her hands move from under her head, down between her thighs, languishing there for a moment as if unsure if she should stop him from going any further.

  “Shh. Relax, Arielle,” Malachi murmured against her neck. “Just go with it. Just allow yourself to succumb to me.” His hand moved up to her breast, teasing her nipple and making her hips buck backward drove his cock deeper into her cleft. His balls tightened as her cheeks caressed his shaft and could feel the wetness of her pussy as it came into contact with his sack. Her body began to relax under him, and he knew it was time.

  Spreading her cheeks apart a little, he carefully pushed the head of his cock against her asshole, teasing it, rubbing it with the lube, and then slowly, very slowly, he edged his cock forward and felt her breath still as she took the tip in. The taut muscles started to give way under his gentle but relentless pressure, and as the puckered skin enveloped the crown, he felt her ass starting to fill with him.

  More and more, deeper and deeper he pushed his cockhead into her, expanding her. He could tell that she was enduring the pain he had told her of and yet she kept her hand where it was between her legs, making no attempt to reach back and stop him. He allowed himself to look up to her face and felt guilt as he saw her profile with her screwed up eyes, but the moment’s pause was broken when she moved back, silently assuring him that she didn’t want him to stop.

  Spurred on by her compliance, he began slowly rotating his hips, stretching her from every direction. Softly, almost in a whisper, Arielle begged him to go farther, promising to endure whatever came after as long he totally entered her. Malachi was quick to meet her request, the crown of his cock breaking through the last of her resistance and penetrating her.

  ***

  Arielle felt his possession of her all over her body, from the dull ache in her ass to the heat in her pussy to the dryness in her throat as she choked back a scream that turned into a moan of his name. He pushed his cock continued deeper and deeper up her ass until she felt the skin of his balls against her ass cheeks. He eased in all the way to the hilt the base of his shaft spreading her to her fullest. She took a moment to savor the feeling, then gently began to squeeze her muscles. She felt herself almost expelling his cock back, but he pushed it back in, then pulled it out slowly, almost up to the crown before driving himself back inside. As he kept up the languid thrusts, she could feel the surface of his cock sliding inside her until she was used to the sensation. Then she couldn’t take any more and begged him to go faster and harder within her. Her hand finally found a use as she moved it up and began to stroke her own clit as he pounded her, his cock pumping in and out as his balls banged against her pussy. He was washing away all else but the need, the heat, between her legs, and it grew as he picked up his pace.

  ***

  The sight of her pleasuring herself and the tightness of her ass around his cock was too much for Malachi to take, and with a final plunge right down to the hilt, he came violently, exploding like a volcano. His cock throbbed, his whole body shook, and he screamed out as he squirted his load deep inside her. His legs began to feel weak under the intensity of his orgasm as he rammed his fingers inside her and brought her to her release, rubbing her G-spot while she teased her clit.

  Bracing himself against the wall with one hand so he didn’t fall on top of her, Malachi knew Arielle could feel his hot body and breath on her back as his cock slowly shrank, until it plopped out onto her cheek. He kissed her neck as the remnants of his juices dropped on the silken skin of her ass. Arielle shone with a satisfied glow that flushed throughout her body, and he knew that he had given her what she wanted. He would always treasure the memory of taking her anal virginity. He could feel her trembling against him, and turning her around he kissed her passionately before whispering in her ear, “What’s next?”

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Later, as they walked back toward the Blood Bar, Malachi was silent. The sun was beginning to set, and he knew his time being able to walk the streets was coming to an end. Twenty-four hours on land was usually more than enough for him to quench his appetites, even gather some provisions before he needed to return to his boat, but with Arielle, no measure of time would ever be long enough to sate him. He put an arm around her shoulders as they passed the alley where they had been attacked the night before, as if to reassure her that she was safe with him, but he couldn’t stop the melancholic sigh that passed his li
ps, a sigh that she immediately picked up on.

  “Malachi, please talk to me,” she said as she stopped in the middle of the street. “I know you have something on your mind. Share it with me. If you don’t want to leave, then stay! I don’t want you to walk out of my life either. Whatever we have here, it’s good. I don’t want it to die.”

  Malachi could feel his heart breaking as he saw the desperation in her imploring eyes, and he held her in a gentle embrace for a moment

  “Oh, I wish it was that easy. Arielle, if you knew the real me, then you wouldn’t be saying that. Everything you think you feel…it’s not real. It can’t be because it is based on a lie,” “What lie? What are you talking about? Malachi, don’t do this. I can take you walking away and almost deal with the fact this was a one-night stand, but don’t you dare sour the memories I have with some cheap subterfuge to make yourself feel better. I know you don’t want to turn your back on the hottest night of sex either of us has ever had.”

  “You’re right; I don’t want to go,” Malachi confessed, nodding at her. “I don’t have any option though. If I’m not on my boat by the time the sun sets, I’ll die.” He saw the confusion in her eyes, and leading her to a small wall, he sat down. Even though everything inside him told him he was making the worst mistake in his whole existence, he knew that she deserved the truth.”The Blood Bar and the people who frequent it, they aren’t exactly your run-of-the-mill people, “ he said, trying to figure out the easiest way to explain the situation they were in. “It’s a kind of sanctuary for those who are different. Shifters, vampires, even mermen, go there to indulge in more human pursuits than their kind are expected to.” A carefully placed finger silenced her questions before she could ask them, and Malachi continued, “Species that you consider something from horror movies or fairy tales, they’re as real as you, and occasionally, the two worlds converge, like they did last night. The men who attacked me when you came to my aid? One was a vampire, one was a shifter, or werewolf is probably the term you’re more used to, and the other was a time traveller. Those men in the alley? They were leeches. Creatures that prey upon the unwary of both our kinds to steal powers and trade them or merely take what they can from humans.”