“Lauren!” Draven had called over another beauty just to seal the lid on my pit of jealously. He leaned into me putting his hand on mine, bringing me out of my mental breakdown.
“Keira, what would you like to drink?” I turned to face him knowing exactly what I needed.
“Tequila with salt and lime please,” I said and his face exhibited shock.
“Really?” He whispered and I just nodded but the rest of the table looked amused.
“Bring a bottle, we will all have a drink.” He ordered and then he turned to me and kissed me on the top of my head making me stare at him in amazement, why would he do that in front of everyone.
“So Keira, now you know about us are you very angry at me for burning down our school?” Sophia asked me very sweetly.
“WHAT!” I shouted in shock and every eye stared at me, as this was the most noise I had made. I instantly regretted it but come on. She can't drop a bombshell like that on me and expect me not to react like a...well like a human!
“Sorry to shout but what? You did that...why?” I asked and I could hear her giggling along with a few others.
“Sophia, I hadn't got round to that yet!” Draven said and I shot him a look. Of course he had known.
“It wasn't just my idea Keira and besides we have paid so much into that place over the years it was about time we got some fun out of it.” She said sounding as if she had done this type of thing a few times before.
“You just love the pretty flames don't you Zagan?” She nudged him in a teasing way but he just shot her a look under his hood and then playfully pinched her nose. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight.
“So are you going to tell me why?” I asked but she was like a child and she reached across me and poked her brother’s arm.
“Nope but he will now he's not boring anymore.”
“Sophia behave!” He said trying to be stern but failing miserably. He then leaned into me again and said,
“I will tell you later.” He gave me a smouldering look that could have burnt my skin from my jelly filled bones. What was it with this man and what he could do to me with just one look. Of course this feeling amplified when he raised his hand to my neck to grip it gently. It sent a bolt of sexual sensations right down my spine and straight to my girly bits making me tighten my thighs. It was such a mark of possession by the most powerful man in the room, there was only one reason for it...
It was clearly a warning.
Then Loz came with our drinks. She set down the shot glasses all bunched together near me and then the bottle, which was topped with a pouring spout. So when I stood up to pour them everyone shot me a look. Draven's hand was on mine and I looked around but couldn't helping saying,
“What? Everyone wants one, don't they?” Draven laughed at me light heartedly and the rest did the same. I lined the glasses all up in a row as I used to do on busy nights at the pub back home. I ran the Tequila over the top of them making sure that just a drop hit the rims of the glasses. I then sprinkled the salt back and forth over where the liquid had hit making the salt stick. Then I held the bottle more firmly in one hand and filled each one to the same amount near to the top. I moved it back and forth until each one was ready for consumption. I then placed a piece of lime resting it across the top and I was finished. When I finally looked up everyone stared at me as though I was the supernatural being!
Draven was also shocked but his eyes held something more for me...lust. Everyone passed them round and then we all held them up before knocking them back. I then casually sucked on the lime and Draven leaned into me moving the stray hairs that had rested on my neck to whisper in my ear,
“What you just did...well I would like to request a private show later but be warned Keira, I have other ideas for that lime!” He said and I think I nearly swallowed it whole at the thought. I couldn't believe he was flirting with me...here, now!
I turned back round to find my glass refilled and I shot it back again with ease.
“Yuck, I don't know how you do that, it's foul!” Sophia complained calling Lauren back over for another drink.
“Well Dom, the girl can drink, that much is clear.” Vincent said smiling, clearly amused and Draven punched him on the arm in agreement. But I couldn't believe how at ease I was now starting to feel. Then a corona was put down in front of me thanks to Sophia as she nodded towards it.
“Thanks” I said to Loz and she smiled at me.
Zagan was about to grab my shot glass and refill it when Draven's hand took it before he could.
“She's had enough!” He said firmly but I wasn't happy about this. He didn't know my limit and it was a hell of a lot more than two shots! I turned to him and frowned which was enough for him to change his mind. He threw it to him and I didn't even see Zagan's hand catch it, he was that fast but I had it back in front of me refilled by the time I looked back down. Once again I shot it back but now I was being cocky myself as I dropped the glass doing a trick I had learnt years ago from one of the regulars back home. I dropped it behind my hand making it disappear and transferred it to my other hand so quick the glass was upturned on the table in seconds. Of course to a table full of Angels and Demons this probably seemed really lame. But I didn't care!
“Where did you learn to do that?” Draven asked me in surprise but instead of giving a shy response I just winked back at him.
“I'm guessing this isn't the first club she has worked in!” A new face spoke acidly. There was one seat that had been empty, up until now that was. I had seen her before but never up close and after now I didn't want to again. She was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen but the most striking difference to her and the rest was that she was also blonde, making my scabby hair look more like straw than her lush locks of spun gold.
“Keira, this is Aurora.” Draven said in an icy tone as she sat down. Now she looked like a bloody Goddess!
“Hi,” was all I could say as I quickly went back to my sombre self. I gulped back my corona as I went quiet again.
“So Keira, it's my party tomorrow night and you will join us here won't you?” I found it hard to hear what Sophia had said when I couldn't take my eyes off Aurora’s perfection. Her low cut dress, which concealed just the right amount but also showed enough that said ‘look here's what you could have!’ It was an emerald green colour, one that I could never have got away with. It hugged her every curve like it had been designed with her body in mind. Hell, for I knew it had been made for her!
“Yes we will be here Sophia.” Draven spoke for me as he must have known what I was thinking, after all, this was very emotional and couldn't he read me when my guard was down, well that was most definitely the case now. Aurora had in fact ripped my guard to shreds. I felt his arm on mine but I couldn't look at him. I just want to curl up into a ball and stop feeling so damn jealous. It was ridiculous.
“Good, but Keira, you will have to borrow one of my dresses,” she said, clapping her hands together at the thought.
“Dress...umm I don't do dresses,” I said keeping my voice down. But I could have sworn I heard Aurora laugh at this.
“But sure you do, I remember Halloween and I'm sure my brother definitely remembers it.” She winked at me and I blushed at the memory.
“What's the occasion?” I asked, being polite and I also wanted the excuse not to look at Draven.
“It's mine and Vincent's birthday!” She said smiling at her brothers who both rolled their eyes at the thought.
“Really…oh!” I said confused wondering how that worked. Weren't they triplets?
“It's not our birthday, it's more like our bodies' birthday,” Vincent corrected her. I looked at him but couldn't stop my eyes following round the table opposite me, where they found Aurora staring so intensely at Draven it made my blood boil. Then Draven stood abruptly and lifted me by the arm, raising me too.
“Keira and I are retiring for the night.” He said sternly and started to move me away when Sophia giggled and said “Yea
h I bet you are!” Draven tapped her on the head as he moved past her. But it was long enough for me to see the burning desire in Aurora's eyes at one Dominic Draven.
He walked me calmly to the back of the VIP which was the entrance to their fortress like home. He had hold of my arm and wouldn't loosen his grip until we were through the doors and they were firmly closed behind us. I had a bad feeling about this, as he didn't look too happy. I followed him in silence to his bedchamber but stopped before the doors. I wasn't going to go in there with him like this.
“What's wrong?” I asked him and he finally turned round to look at me.
“Nothing, please just get inside.” But I didn't accept this, so I didn't move even when he opened the door and gave me a ‘do as your told’ glare.
“Keira!” He shouted my name making me jump so I gave in seeing as he wasn't going to budge. I walked through the doors and went over to the desk to lean on it, as I didn't want to sit before I knew what this was about.
“What did I do this time?” I said folding my arms but he turned to me with arrogance in his manner, which in his suit he reminded me of Mr Darcy.
“You were brilliant out there but it was a just a pity you tarnished it by not believing in yourself.” He looked over to me before helping himself to a bottle of something that had been placed where the bowl of fruit had been. He poured out one green glass for himself and then poured me a glass of water. He downed his in one and then poured himself another.
“I don't know what you’re talking about,” I said taking the water from him.
“Really...because that's not what I heard in your over sensitive mind!” He snapped back at me.
“What do you want from me Draven?” I said knowing he was right. I was over sensitive but I couldn't help it, his perfection made my insecurities double.
“DAMN IT! Keira I want YOU!” He shouted at me as he still hadn't calmed down. He threw his glass to the floor and I jumped at both the sound of breaking glass and his arms that were now round my waist lifting me up to his face. He kissed me, crushing his lips to mine proving this was all he wanted to do and had done all night. I had once again been such a fool, no wonder he had been angry at me.
His hands spanned up my back and were about to start undressing me when they stopped abruptly and put me down.
“What's wrong?” I asked as he moved away from me, which was a first for him. He didn't answer me, he just removed his jacket throwing it to one side and went to sit down on the luxurious sofa that was covered by a thick black velvet material making his dark red shirt look all that more striking. He casually undid his top button and loosened his tie. My heart on the other hand felt like it was going to give up on me. I hadn't moved from the desk that I was using to keep me steady, leaning against it, probably looking more confident than the bag of nerves I was!
His eyes held the same look he had for me in the bathroom and I gulped. He wanted another drink so he held out his hand to the deadly looking shards scattered on the floor and as if by magic they all shot back in his hand reforming the shape of the original glass that he had angrily thrown to the stone floor. When it was completely fused together, he poured himself another drink and I wondered if it ever affected him like alcohol did with humans.
“Come here!” He ordered and when I didn't move towards him right away he moved the desk behind me making it move towards him slowly. I let out a little scream so I moved from it and as soon as I did it shot back into place. I looked back at him and he extended his finger and motioned for me to come closer with it. I stepped forward a few steps but stopped when he held up his hand for me to do so. With his hand still there, I heard the clip in my hair undo and it flew to his hand as if he was its master. He placed it down on the table next to him and then looked back at me, wide eyed, as my hair was now the way he wanted it. He nodded for me to come even closer. I did but very slowly, being both scared and excited at the same time. However, it swung more one way than the other when he gave me another command.
“Take off your clothes!” He said and my heart stopped for a short time.
“S…s…sorry?” I stuttered not knowing if I had heard him right.
“Strip Keira!” He said in a more demanding tone which just kept getting deeper.
“Why?” I asked being a big coward again.
“Because it's my game and my rules remember?” OH god! This is what he had in mind, at least in the bathroom I had found that the low lighting helped! As soon as the thought entered my mind the room was plunged into darkness and then the soft glow of candlelight ignited the room.
“Is this better?” Well, yes it was but it still didn't control my shaking hands that didn't want to move from behind my back.
“Come, come, Keira you can't be shy...not after the show you put on in there.” He nodded towards the bathroom and gave me an evil grin. I was suddenly wishing I had had more Tequila! Draven cleared his throat showing me that he was waiting and I knew there was only one way to go...so I slipped off my shoes to indicate I was ready. Well as ready as I would ever be....
I gripped the bottom of my black top, crossing over my arms, getting ready to pull it over my head but then I stopped, thinking I could regain some control back. Well if he wanted a damn show then he would bloody well get one! So I lifted it showing my stomach and very slowly pulled it up and over my head as I twisted my body slightly. Once again my hair rained down in waves, half covering my bra and my back. I did his usual trick of throwing it to the floor. My eyes burned back into his, only I doubted mine matched the demon coming through. So I knew what came next and as my black trousers were tighter than my jeans, I knew I could play this to my advantage. I wasn’t going to turn around like I had done in the bathroom. I wanted to tease him, but he had other ideas about who was in charge.
“Turn around!” He ordered and I shuddered at his dominating voice that seemed to vibrate around the room. The power in this man was startling.
I complied and turned round so he could see my back as I had done earlier, only this time I pulled all my hair round so he had clear view of my skin and what was to come. I undid my trousers and gripped them from behind pulling them down slowly, flattening my palms over my body making him release a low half groan/growl. I turned back round once I had removed all my clothes just leaving me in my underwear.
“A bene placito” (Means one who has been pleased well or "at will and at one's pleasure" in Latin) He said with his voice bursting with desire. Again I didn't know what it meant but I hoped it was something good, so I bravely asked,
“Are you pleased...Master?”
“Come here!” He said, nodding to his lap and I obeyed gladly, walking over to him, placing one knee either side of his waist and then sitting down feeling his pleasure for myself.
“It is you that is the Master and I but your willing slave...and yes, I am very pleased.” He said before devouring me with kisses. His hands ran up my back making me arch backwards as his lips found my neck. When I opened my eyes he too was naked and so was I, as now my underwear was nowhere to be seen.
He lifted me up and positioned me down making his energy shoot up inside me with such force my body nearly crumbled with the first thrust of him inside me. I couldn’t help but throw my head back and let out a moan making his hand grip a palm full of my hair and use it to move my head to where he wanted it to go. Pulling it to the side so he could bite into my neck like a hungry animal. I could feel the exquisite pressure build inside me as his fangs lengthened and plunged deeper. I cried out in pain that changed into great pleasure. He then sucked and licked where he had bitten as I could feel a trickle of blood come down my neck but it didn't hurt. His tongue had sealed the puncture marks he made, making my skin heal instantly.
It had felt so amazing that I want him to do it over and over, but he released my hair and lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist making him groan. Before I knew it I was sat on his desk with him still locked firmly inside me, there he took control over al
l of my body as well as his. He gripped me tightly pulling me closer into him by the shoulders and I would let out moans of rapture with every deep movement he made inside me.
It felt as though I would die from it all and Draven was most definitely my executioner as he pounded into my body pushing me through all my limits. I thought I would have called out “No more” but it seemed my mind had other idea's when it would only shout out “More”. I had to grip onto him until my muscles ached from fear of falling into an abyss. He was my anchor in the raging storm that was my building orgasm.
I lost all sense of time as my exhausted body quivered under his hands that touched me everywhere. My head fell back as I let out little screams of pure overwhelming stimulation. This was the most intense my body had ever felt and it couldn't cope for much longer so I sat up to be closer to his body. I buried my head in his neck to tell him what I needed.
“Please...I can't take any more...give me what I want.” I said in a whisper and his hands gripped around my body tighter getting ready to keep me restrainted for what came next.
“Your wish is my command,” he said before making me erupt in what was a mind blowing experience and I knew up until now he had been tame with me. This was much more than I could take. I cried out, screaming over and over again and in a feeble attempt to control it I pressed my face into his hard chest, trying to contain my body’s reactions. It wanted to do things he wouldn't allow, it wanted to convulse at the throbbing pleasure but his arms locked me in a prison of muscle. My fingers found the skin on his back and dug in deep, scratching him under the strain. My body felt broken, like it had shattered under the pressure of too much ecstasy.
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