Bound: A Lamian Wars Novel (The Lamian Wars Book 1)

by C. M. Steele

  “Of course I will.”

  “We must keep this a secret.”

  “I agree. This must be a secret. I will get the video cameras and destroy them.”

  “I want a copy for myself, then the originals should be destroyed.”

  “I will. Remember what we discussed yesterday. The extra security is a must.”

  “Yes, I will need you to get started on that as soon as possible.”

  “I shall arrive around ten tonight with the extra equipment.”

  “Thank you. You can tell the staff that I am ill. The others will know that I probably took a special vacation to the island or the castle.”

  “You have an island and a castle?” Wow, Falcon was extremely wealthy and secretive it seemed. Nowhere was it shown that he had that kind of money or power.

  “Yes, the castle has been in my family name for over fifteen centuries, and the island was a more recent purchase.” He must have had some serious clout to hide a purchase that large in the generation of the internet. Everyone was always a keystroke away from revealing all their skeletons.

  “Congratulations, my old friend.”

  “Thank you, Draco. I hope fate will be kind to you as well.”

  “That I can certainly wish for.”

  “How long have you two been friends?” I asked. The conversation between them was more than what was said. There was context hidden in their words and their word usage a bit old school. I didn’t know what it was, but it seemed that they weren’t the average millionaires of this century or even the last.

  “Long before you were born, love.”

  “Wait, how old are you? You don’t look over thirty.” I thought Miller was considered old, but these guys acted like they were way older than they looked. In their labs did they develop an anti-aging formula?

  “We told you my devotion would be the easiest thing to believe.” They both chuckled and I had the eerie feeling I was in a scary movie. Like all of the sudden one of them was going to sprout fangs and bite me. I turned my eyes towards Falcon who was staring at me with a bit of unease. Instead of a menacing gaze, I got a look of fear. He was afraid of my reaction.

  That managed to shake off my perchance for fantastical scenarios and the scary movie theories running through my head. I relaxed, which in turn made him relax. “Try me.”

  He just stared at me, almost afraid to say anything like what he was forty-five with good genes. Draco looked through the rearview mirror and said, “Tell her, Falcon. You know you’re going to have to anyway.”

  Falcon held my hand and looked me straight in my eyes and said, “I’m over four-hundred years old.”

  “Bullshit,” I said, laughing and pulling my hand out of his. The irony of David Miller’s age and Falcon’s supposed ancient ass wasn’t lost on me.

  He shook his head at me. “Nope. I am and so is Draco.”

  “I don’t believe it,” I said. That was fucking ludicrous and irrational. No wonder they said I wouldn’t believe them.

  “See,” Falcon said, pulling me closer to him. I could feel his breath on my ear and my body relaxed against his, like he was protecting me and wrapping me up in his love. “There’s more, but we’ll talk about it later.” Why did I want to believe them? As a scientist, I need to be rational. What was I doing? I should be going home. These two were nuttier than a damn Snickers.

  “Take me back home,” I demanded, looking at the rearview mirror and into Draco’s eyes.

  “We are going home,” Falcon said, grabbing my hand again.

  “My home,” I tried yanking it back, but he wasn’t loosening his grip.

  “It is your home now,” he added.

  I scowled at him with a harrumph. “You are purposefully being obtuse.”

  “Nope. I’m stating what is. I haven’t kissed you yet because Draco is still here, but I assure you that when I do, you’ll want to stay.”

  I rolled my eyes at him and nervously waited for that kiss. Mentally, I knew I should be running for the hills, but my heart paused and said, “Freeze, bitch. Stay put and listen.”

  We started driving on a back road that led to rod-iron gates with a large crest on the center of it. Draco lowered his window and entered the pass code. The gates opened outward, and as we passed through, they began to close behind us. I thought it would hit the rear bumper but it didn’t. A large bolted lock slid across the back of the gate, sealing it tight. That was different. My father was the most important man in town, or so he believed, yet our gate wasn’t that secure. Things were getting a little too strange for me, but my heart wasn’t thumping out of control and my body wasn’t shaking with fear.

  “Welcome home, my sweet.” Falcon turned to me and smiled with a grin so wide I could have sworn I saw actual fangs. Like larger than normal canines.

  Draco got out of the vehicle first and combed the area. Falcon waited with me in the back seat, his pulse, which had been going fast, had picked up even further, like he was nervous.

  “Are you scared of me, Leonora?”

  “No. I should be, but I’m not.”

  “You’ve got nothing to fear from me…ever.” I started to blush and I watched his eyes brighten again into an almost impossible shade of blue. The human eye didn’t seem to have that ability, or at least I thought it didn’t. A shiver went through my spine and I realized maybe…nope. I had to be drugged by Miller somehow, and this was just a dream. Then why was my pussy thumping to the rhythm of my heart? I shook off the desire just as Draco returned from inside.

  “Everything is all clear.” He walked with us into the house like a body guard not like a business partner. Well, I should say he walked with Falcon while I was carried in Falcon’s strong arms like we’d gotten married and he was carrying me over the threshold. Fuck, Leonora, shake it off.

  He set me down with his arm still wrapped around my waist, then waved off Draco.

  “Remember, I’ll be here at ten, so make sure you’re all finished up,” he said with a wink.

  “Better make it midnight,” Falcon said with a smile on his face.

  “Fine with me. Congratulations to both of you.”

  Falcon closed the door and then I heard the car drive off. How did he get there so fast? “So, do you want to tell me why I’m here and why this place is like Fort Knox? And what makes you think you’re going to get lucky?”

  “I’m already lucky. From the moment I smelled your scent in the air, I knew I was fortunate.”

  “Why is this place so secure?”

  “I thought I told you, I’m over four hundred years old and that age doesn’t come without questions every so often. I can’t have people snooping into my private life.” Lord, what was wrong with me? I was standing in front of a handsome man who thought he was older than dirt. I needed to find a way out of here.

  “Okay, I’ll play along. What are you?”

  He locked the door behind him, leaning against it. And stared into my eyes with his. “I’m a vampire.”

  “Bullshit,” I scoffed, shaking my head in denial.

  “I’m serious, but I’m going to wait to show you because I’ve waited forever for this.” He pulled me into his arms, our bodies melding against each other perfectly as his mouth came down on mine. It was hard and fast. I moaned because I’d actually never been kissed, but I knew immediately this wasn’t an everyday kiss. It was so much more. My pulse was racing so fast that I thought I would explode right then and there if he didn’t give me more.

  “Falcon, kiss me again,” I begged. His lips crashed down again. He was right, and right now, I didn’t even care if he was crazy or really a vampire. I just needed him.

  Chapter Twelve—Falcon

  With a growl, I scooped her up and took her into my bedroom. I didn’t want to scare her so I wasn’t going to just tear off our clothes, but there wasn’t going to be any going slow. I wanted her, I needed to mark her as mine forever. There was no way around it. My body burned a thousand fires with lust. The beast in me dema
nded to own her soul.

  I placed her onto the bed and leaned over her, our mouths only breaking apart so that I could lift her pink sweater off. As soon as it was on the floor, my lips were back on hers, kissing feverishly. My hands ran up and down the sides of her torso. I wanted to feel every inch of her as I kissed her. The pleasure running through me was greater than anything I could have imagined. My cock throbbed in my pants. I pulled back again to get rid of my shirt. Her eyes widened as she stared at my broad chest. Then her eyes dipped lower to something she couldn’t miss if she tried. With a look of hunger in her eyes, she leaned forward and placed a kiss on my chest and slipped her hand down to my length, stroking me through my pants. I felt my come seeping through my boxers. I had to have her. Pushing her hands away, I shook my head. “No, I’m going to come and I want to do that inside of you.”

  “Please,” she begged, reaching behind her and taking off her bra. I swallowed hard as I stared at her perfect breasts. I reached for them, grasping and rubbing their softness. I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around her hardened peak. I ached to sink my teeth down into her flesh, marking her as mine, but I had to wait. She had to say she was mine. Pulling my mouth away from one breast, I moved to the other, tasting the light sheen of sweat that was trying to cool her body down. Nothing would cool us until we no longer had strength to move. I nipped softly at her breast before sucking the meaty fullness, leaving what they call a love bite. She would feel my real love bite later, but this would do for now. She panted as I sucked harder, marking her with a large purple circle. I admired my work before looking into her lust-filled gaze.

  “Falcon, I need you,” she moaned so passionately that I had to accommodate her. I pinched her nipple, sensing her pleasure increasing, but I needed to make her mine before I came in my pants.

  I reached for her pants and made quick work of them, pulling them off her beautiful, sexy legs. I glided my hands down her inner thighs, careful to not touch her pussy. I wanted her to be as needy as I was. Her panties were soaked and her scent hit me instantly. My nostrils flared with need to take it in, memorize it, and taste it. I crawled between her thighs, pressing my head against her sopping panties, licking them before pushing them to the side. I growled as her flavor hit my palette. Then it dawned on me that nothing would ever taste as good. I pressed my tongue between her lips, mindlessly searching for more. With hands placed on her ass, I lifted her hips and drank up her sweet, salty drink. This was what the Gods called ambrosia, that I was certain of. I felt her body tighten as I pressed my thumb at the bottom of her slit, unwilling to move my face away from her pussy. Her pussy clenched around my tongue as I heard her scream my name.

  “Falcon,” she chanted as she came down from her orgasm. Fuck, I felt my come begging to come out. I had myself undressed before she could blink, time for sensitivity was at an end. My cock demanded release in my mate, the vampire in me craving a taste of her blood and making her mine permanently.

  I parted her thighs, and sat the tip of my cock at her entrance. I hadn’t known it could get this large. I assumed that it was only going to stiffen, not grow. This motherfucker could kill her. It had to be at least ten inches. I was going to have to control how far and deep I went. At least, I hoped I could. The head of my cock was wide, too, and glistening with all the pre-come. I stroked it once before I pushed it through her lips. It was tight as fuck. I groaned, pushing an inch in at a time, trying my best to ease my way into her pretty pink pussy without breaking it. I’ve got four hundred years of pent up need waiting to be unleashed into her tight cunt.

  “You’re mine. Say it, amore. Say you are mine.”

  “I’m yours, Falcon,” she moaned, lifting her hips up to get more of me in her. “Forever,” she moaned. That was all I needed to hear, I lifted her to sit with me as I pushed past her barrier. The moment I tore through her virginity, I bit the throbbing vein in her neck.

  She gasped and her pussy clenched around my cock, both of us coming immediately. Her blood entered my body and I felt the strength of ten vampires wash through me. Fuck, I pulled off her neck, licking her wound closed as I pressed her head to my chest.

  “I’ll worship you forever.”

  “I’m sleepy, Falcon,” she muttered, against my heart. I could feel the smile spread across her face. I laid us back down with her body resting atop mine. I wanted to go again, but it was too much for my love. I held her for three hours until she had enough strength to open her pretty eyes and look up at me.

  Then she started working her body lower, taking my cock into her mouth. I damn near jumped off the bed and fucked her face. My head hit the headboard as I tried not to come right away. I had been laying there for three hours with a stiff cock with her body on me and every dirty vision circling my head. My hand automatically went into her hair, taking hold and controlling her pace. She swallowed half my cock down like it came naturally to her. I was going to come for her. I started thrusting my hips up and I couldn’t take any more, so I grabbed her arms and lifted her up onto my cock and slid her down my length.

  I cupped her face and kissed the fuck out of her. Without giving a fuck how new this was, she started bouncing on my cock and tossed her head back as she used my cock to get off. I was ready to come again and I wanted her to scream for me.

  I sucked her nipple and scraped my teeth against her soft flesh. She pressed my face hard against her chest, crying out as her pussy milked my seed out of me.

  I roared, holding onto her hips and pumping all of my come into her depths. The air between us was so charged I felt it rush through me. She was bound to me forever.

  “Mine, Nora,” I growled against her ear, nipping at the lobe.

  “You’re mine, Falcon, and I’m not done yet. And, from the looks of it, neither are you,” she cooed, rocking her hips back and forth, starting everything all over again. I flipped her onto her back and took control, fucking her until we both passed out.

  Chapter Thirteen—Leonora

  I lied there staring up at the ceiling. I was lost to what just happened. For the past seven hours, we have been tearing my body up, slaked with unbelievable, undying lust. And I still felt the urge to sit on his lap with his cock buried in my depths.

  I turned to my new lover with a feeling like we were meant to be. I was a virgin when I walked through that door and handed over the keys to my innocence to that beast for a man. Now, I was ready to be whatever he wished. What did he mean by we were bound together? We know nothing about each other and yet I feel so connected. I was connected to a crazy man. There was no way vampires were real. That was just hard core passion and lust that came over me. The man was too sexy to ignore. But then I had to remember what happened when he bit me. Something ran through my body and I felt this heat that seared and etched itself on my skin. Was that just a wild orgasm?

  “Falcon, I have to ask. Is this real?” This whole thing had my head swirling and my heart running in overdrive.

  “Real, yes. I most certainly hope so.”

  “What did you mean when you said we were bound to each other.” I was trying to rationalize my state of being, but I had no way of describing it other than energized and replenished.

  He closed his eyes. I stared at him as he seemed to be concentrating. You’re my mate. Leonora, I’ve waited centuries for you.

  I gasped, his mouth didn’t move and I swore that was in my head. This was getting freaky fast.

  “How?”

  “Think of me and say something to me in your head.”

  Falcon, this is nuts.

  Yes, it is, but it’s only the half of it. I gasped. I just thought it and he replied.

  “How is that possible?” What was once normal now disappeared. Either I’d been drugged somehow or this was for real. At the moment, I was betting on the latter.

  He wrapped his arms around me. “I told you we were bound to each other. Our love making solidified that and my bite.”

  “What are you?”

  “I told y
ou. I’m a vampire.”

  “OMG. When you bit me that made me one?” I asked, running my hand in my hair, tucking a strand behind my ear. I looked up at him, trying to puzzle this all out.

  “Yes,” he said with a prideful smile and a nod.

  I rubbed my neck remembering how amazing it felt. His fangs pierced my skin with the slightest bit of pain that evaporated when he began to drink from me. I moaned, my body heated from the memory. I was so turned on that I felt my pulse rise and the pull on my teeth. Sliding my tongue across the top row of teeth, I felt them. My own fangs sprouted from my gums. They weren’t as large as his, but they were sharp. I wanted to be frightened, because rationally I should be, but it was who I was now. My body agreed with the change. Physically, I felt stronger and my head was clearer. There was no true pain like in the movies, and I wondered if it was a natural reaction. I closed my eyes and tried to meditate my feelings. The sound of my heart was louder, his appearance had become even more beautiful than I remembered. It was like I had HD, 4K type of vision out of nowhere. His brown hair had a hint of red to it, and his eyes were even brighter than before. Falcon’s broad chest looked more defined. I wondered how I would look to myself. Gosh, that might not be good. An HD version of myself would only amplify my flaws. Remember to avoid all mirrors.

  I thought about our exquisite connection and wondered if he had shared this with other women. In the movies, vampires seemed to have multiple lovers and many woman vampires around them. Did he have other women? Was I supposed to share him? I couldn’t. He was mine. Possessive emotions blanketed me, and with a raging jealousy, I quickly straddled his waist, my eyes beating down at him.

  “I will not share you.”

  “You do not have to, my love.”

  “Tell me, have you ever made other vampires?”

  “Never. It is not how we work. The movies got that part wrong. We do not make vampires, we find our mate and bind with them. You and I are forever bound together.”

  “Then how do more vampires come along?”