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by Felicia Fox


  I gulp at her words, remembering the intensity of my orgasm as I submitted full control over to her. “If she suddenly becomes as sweet as pie, which I highly doubt, and doesn’t try to kill me, I’ll let you tie me up and have your wicked way with me.” I gasp and feel my body warm at the thought of having all that grace and control taken from her and given to me.

  “Fuck yes.” I respond, surprising myself at the whispered vehemence in which I speak to her. We stare each other down, the intensity of the moment broken by the sound of my aunt’s footsteps.

  Walking back into the room, my aunt is carrying an ornately carved box. She eyes Alex and puts as much distance as she can between her and my Mate. I almost laugh at the absurdity, but if what she says is true, then her actions are definitely justified. She hands the box over to me and I gingerly accept it from her, roughly the size of a cereal box laying on its side, the beautiful box was like holding a treasure. I lift the lid off of it, setting it to the side. An old, leather bound book sits prominently on the satin lining. I take it from its resting place and open it. The first page, “De Lumin” I read and look up at Alex.

  “It means people of light.” she replies.

  Turning the page, what I see chills me and makes Alex’s breathing hitch. It was like looking at an etching of myself, but underneath ‘Evangeline’ is written in beautiful, sweeping letters.

  “How did Evangeline escape, Aunty?”

  “Our particular line has an affinity for blocking the Demons from our minds.”

  “Yes,” I mumble, “but how did she escape? She could still be tracked by her essence? That is how they follow us.”

  “Well, if you would let me finish talking girl, unless you want to bury yourself in that book, it’s in there if you would like to read about it instead.” Her impatience with me grates on my nerves.

  “Honestly, I don’t have the patience to read this right now. I will later, when I have time, that is if you don’t mind me taking this with me.”

  “No, I don’t mind at all. It’s best you learn now, even if it’s too late.” She takes a deep breath. “Evangeline was the property of The Demon Marius.” I felt my stomach do that damn cramping thing again, making me feel nauseous even though I haven’t eaten anything in almost forty-eight hours.

  “From the age of sixteen to the age of twenty-four she was his, trained to live solely to serve him. He was a cruel master to her. A sadist who liked to cut her while he took her. Left her beautiful face intact, but the rest of her was riddled in scars. He would, on occasion, share her with others of their ilk. She wrote that he liked to watch. One of these visitors became sympathetic to her plight and found a way to help her escape. His name was Davos. He had fallen in love with her beauty and wanted to possess her. Davos and Evangeline plotted on one of these evenings. She had learned from him that her mind could not be touched, something Marius informed all visitors to keep secret from Evangeline.

  Since you know about the bonding process, I won’t go into detail about that.” I blush at her comment.

  “I don’t think you truly understand that the bonding makes you completely theirs. A light bearer carries a large part of the demons characteristics. Any and all that came before is erased, completely, and only your mate will be the one to ever find you. It was a rarity to find those of us mated to them. Our kind was little more than receptacles for the Demons, and not worthy of mate hood.

  “Marius never bound Evangeline to him, but Davos knew it had to be done in order for their plan to work. He loved her anyways, so it was no hardship. They did the blood exchange with little fanfare. Their plan set into motion, they stole away into the night while her master was out of his mind on Demon Flower.

  “Davos had never been to this continent, so they came by ship with weeks of travelling and only her to feed on. Evangeline feared he would be the same as Marius and she didn’t want the pain any longer. She killed Davos in his sleep, severing the tie. Took quite the effort on her part to cut his head off with a dull blade, but it was the only way she knew a full blood could be destroyed. She dumped him into the ocean a full day before her arrival in the new world, swearing that she would never be another’s slave again.

  “Thankfully she was given some kind of education so she was able to chronicle her life in order to pass on her cautionary tale. She met a man soon after arriving here, and from then on we diluted our line down to you, and apparently it was not enough.”

  I am saddened for Evangeline and so damn proud for her courage to flee her enslavement. I look at my aunt and figure I might as well tell her everything, and let her do what she wants with the information. “Aunt Gertie, Marius is the one who found me.”

  My aunt screws up her face. “No doubt because of this one,” she says, pointing and sneering in Alex’s direction. I look up at Alex and see her patience was now starting to wear thin.

  “No Aunty, he found me here the day of Mom and Dad’s funeral. He was at the cemetery with the American nests leader while he visited the mother of his child’s grave. He saw me then, and has been stalking me for the last five years.” She looks at me, eyes wide and hand at her throat.

  “He told me I reminded him of his Evangeline. I had no idea what he’d been talking about. I do now. He said he wanted to mate me and make me produce his offspring because my light shone so bright he felt I would sustain the pregnancy.” Her face pales even more, her bottom lip quivering. I’m pretty sure she’s going to break down.

  “Alexandria has been protecting me from him for the last two months. We fell in love with one another, and she is my Mate. We just want to find some damn peace from all of this.

  “Currently, Marius is being held on the compound, awaiting execution for his crimes. We will be going there after we leave from here. Hopefully this will all be over with soon.” I sigh deeply, “Honestly I would like to come back here and talk to you more about all of this. I want to understand our true history but if you cannot accept my life with Alex than I will not bother you from this day forth.” I hold Alex’s hand and squeeze it as my heart begins to break at the possible loss of the only blood family I have left. “I’ll get going now. Do you mind that I take this?” I said, lifting the box which contains the book.

  “No, go ahead, so long as you bring it back to me.” And that is my okay to come back and still be family. At that, I release the breath I didn’t know I was holding. Alex and I walk towards the door, and as we did, my aunt leaps up, knife in hand and charges at Alex. Well fuck she won the bet, damn it and holy fuck, seriously Aunt Gertie.

  Alex holds my aunt’s wrist in her hand, squeezing it with enough pressure to make her drop her weapon. Alex smiles brightly at my aunt. “You have no idea how happy you just made me.” And with that we headed out the door into the velvety dark night. The stars always shine so bright here, from the lack of surrounding buildings and city lights. I miss it.

  “Damn it” I mumble under my breath.

  She looks me in the face. “So predictable, and maybe it stings my feelings a little, but I honestly can’t blame her. I am happy she is willing to protect you at any cost.”

  “I know this will sound like I’m trying to stall, but can we head back to my place so I can put some of my own clothes on,” I say, gesturing to myself.

  Placing her arms around me, she tilts her head up. “I can’t wait for all this shit to be settled. You have a bet to pay up.”

  “Ha. Ha. Ha.” I say sarcastically.

  ****

  “Fe, Baby, do you think you can pack for a few days?” she calls out to me from the kitchen. Why she’s in there, I have no clue, but she’s doing the quiet slump shoulder thing, so I’m pretty sure she has something to tell me or ask.

  “I figured with you guys catching Marius I would be in the clear to be home,” I respond absent-mindedly while digging through my closet for clothes.

  “We still have his accomplice out there somewhere, and we don’t know how invested he is in all this, so I would prefer you
stay with me.” I hear her voice getting clearer as she makes her way over to my room.

  “Alex, just ask me already.” I’m getting impatient, and trying to act like I don’t know she has something to say is wearing on me.

  She sighs loudly and says, “Felicity, will you live with me? Please. You are my Mate and I would like to spend my days and nights with the woman I love as a real mated couple.”

  Wow… I actually wasn’t expecting her to say it that way, and my heart melts at her declaration. “I’ve wondered for a long while what it would be like to live with you. Watch as you got ready for the day going about our daily routine and I want us to live together but…”

  “But,” Her face fell at the ‘but’ and she was holding her breath, waiting for my answer.

  “But, I still want to work and I don’t have the whole flashing ability to bring my ass back here in time to make it. I don’t want to feel like a prisoner on the compound. Be honest, how will I get around, and what will everyone think of the human walking around that place? Or better yet, one of ‘De Lumin’?” She visibly relaxes. What did she think? I would say that I don’t want to live with her? Of course I want to, but I need to have my independence, even if it means working a cruddy job. It would be my own.

  “I understand what you are saying. I want to tell you, you don’t have to work because I am more than financially capable of taking care of us till we die but I understand the need to be your own person.” She pinches my chin gently to tilt my face up towards hers, “I think we can come to a compromise.”

  I begin to shake my head, but she cuts me off before I can say no.

  “I am only asking for a compromise. A couple of months, Baby, that is it. Just till we settle in with each other and everything gets resolved with Marius. Think of it as an extended honeymoon.”

  I pinch the bridge of my nose and take a deep breath. “Fine, but only two months. I want to be specific. I won’t be locked in your damn room. It’d seriously put me only one rung higher then Evangeline if you do that.” My aunt’s words about being held as slaves to the Incubi are still pinging in my head. They’re seriously doing a number on what my thoughts of the future might be. I turn away from her and begin to pack for the long haul instead.

  “When does your lease expire here?”

  “I still have four months on the lease and I paid ahead on the rent. I’m set for the next two months before I need to get a job.”

  Alex rolls her eyes at me and I smirk.

  “Can I help you pack?”

  “Sure. Throw the stuff in the drawers into that suitcase. That includes the panties this time, Alex.” She looks at me with a small pout and I shake my head at her. She is just so damn, everything.

  “Are you sure you want me to pack everything here?” she asks.

  I turn to look at her, noting the curiosity in her voice. What I see her holding makes my heart stop, and then hammer at double the speed. It’s a picture of Laurie, one I still had framed. I shoved it in my bottom drawer under everything. I didn’t want to look at it, but I couldn’t bear to throw it away. I loved her at one time. I spent two years of my life with her. I walk over to Alex, noting her reaction to the picture. When I’m standing in front of her, I take the picture from her hand.

  “She is beautiful, Fe.” She touches her hair in a nervous manner. The contrast between the two is vast. Laurie was all fiery red hair and prissy attitude, that at times annoyed me to the brink of exhaustion. Alex is a blonde bombshell with an earthy sultriness that makes me wild with desire for her like a drug. I crave her.

  “She was, yes. I cared a great deal for her once upon a time.”

  “You loved her?”

  “I did in my own way, or as much as I could.”

  “Hmm…”

  I smooth one of my hands through her hair. “Are you okay?’

  “I may be a little jealous,” she says in a small voice.

  “Only a little?” Watching her reaction brings a slight smile to my face.

  “I’m okay, I promise.” She reaches up and lightly kisses my lips and it just isn’t enough for me. I deepen it, turning it into something more demanding. The slide of tongue and the feel of her soft, rose petal lips against mine makes me moan into her mouth.

  I set the frame down on the dresser behind her and bring my hands down to the small of her back, pulling her flush against my body. I can feel the press of her breasts against my chest as she winds her arms up and around my neck. I wedge my knee between her legs until her center is pushed tightly against my thigh. I lower my hands and grab her ass, using the grip to rock her into me.

  Alex’s hands slide into my hair. She pulls my head back, setting her teeth into my neck hard enough to claim me, yet not break skin. The action makes me tingle all over. With her help, I’m able to lift and walk her to the bed, her legs wrapped firmly around my waist. I sit her down and immediately begin to remove the borrowed pants she is wearing. While I’m untangling them from her ankles she pulls her top off and tosses it to the side of the bed. She brings me closer, wanting to do the same. Alex is only able to get me out of my shirt. I won’t allow her to help divest me of the rest of my clothing. I know that if she does, Alex will want to take control, and right now I want to be the one to make love to her. I want her to scream my name.

  I start at her foot, one slow swirl around her big toe until I take it between my lips with a light suck. I take my time, placing open mouthed kisses on her calves and thighs. I go on a thorough exploration of her creamy skin with my tongue. I inhale her sweet scent, making my way over her hips, worshiping the glowing pearlescent skin from one side to the other and swirling my tongue around her navel in between. My hands travel up her sides in a light graze. My nails make her skin break out in goosebumps. I nip the mound of her breasts with lazy licks around her beaded nipples and up the center of her chest.

  When I am directly over her, I gaze into the golden champagne brilliance of her eyes. “I love you, Alex. Like no one and nothing ever before.” I make my descent back down before she can respond with anything more than the moans I elicit from her pretty, pouty mouth. I nip and suck, taking my time tasting while I move my way down to her sex. I nuzzle my nose against the smooth skin of her pussy, looking up into the face of my lover, her eyes stare back at me intensely. Slowly I lower my head. Without breaking eye contact, I take one nice, long lick of her sweet sex. I collect her juices on my tongue and moan at her honeyed taste.

  “Oh Goddess, Fe,” she says, tangling her hands in my sheets.

  I wrap my arms under her legs and hold her thighs open wide as I taste and suck at her pretty pink clit, and she writhes for me. Breathing in deep, I feast on Alex’s passion drenched core, taking her to the brink. She grips my hair, pulling just shy of painful, but it’s easy to ignore when looking up at the beauty before me. God, she is so fucking sexy. Her body is arching, her head thrown back, nipples hard and straining, begging for contact. I pull back and she whimpers for the loss of my warm tongue on her hot, soaking pussy. I want to growl with triumph. I take back my arms from around her legs and use one hand to open her lips to me. I watch as the moisture from her pretty cunt slips out from her excitement. With my other hand, I push two fingers into Alex, feeling her clench around the digits.

  “You are the one I love. You are my Mate.” I’m reassuring my beautiful Alex with the intensity of my love making that she’s the only one for me. Who could ever compare to the woman before me?

  I lower my face once again and begin to devour her at a faster pace, pumping my fingers in and out in a steady rhythm. “Oh Goddess, please. Fe, baby please, I’m so close. Yes.” She repeats it over and over again.

  Alex’s body is strung tight, and with a rush of wetness she comes on a scream. “Oh fuck, Fe, Goddess yes!” I lick up every drop of her. My body is vibrating with energy, my skin beginning to glow with hers, and I want more of this addictive buzz. She squirms to move away, trying to calm down from the strength of her orgasm, but I ca
n’t stop myself from taking every bit of passion from her. She has other plans.

  Using her strength, she pulls me away by the hair, pushing my head down onto the mattress. She rips the flimsy material of my pants away and I feel the sting of the fabric’s pull. She holds me down on my stomach, hand clenched firmly around my slender neck, and props up my hips. I was waiting and expectant to feel her fingers gliding against my slick pussy but I didn’t. I instead hear the whoosh of her hand coming down in the air just before it impacts my ass, and the sting of her slap has me arching forward. “Ughhh, Oh God.” I yell out.

  “You, Felicity, belong to me and no other. Ever.” Her voice is smooth as silk and she punctuates the end of her sentence with another smack. The crack of the slap makes me moan, her lips and tongue swirl patterns along the area she rubs, making my breath catch. Alex’s fingers glide up through the dripping moisture on my thighs. I can hear as she sucks on her fingers, releasing them with a pop. “You seem to be ready now, Sweet Fe” Her voice is husky after having my taste in her mouth. She rubs where she spanked me in nice, slow circles, massaging the sting of it into my skin as a reminder.

  Alex flips me over onto my back, her grip still around my neck, not in anger but in possessiveness. It makes me all the hotter for it. With a sudden thrust into my sex, she growls, “Mine.”

  My whole body shivers, my toes curl. I can’t form any coherent words. I’m only groaning expletives as she continues moving her fingers inside of me, plunging two, then the tight squeeze of three over and over again. I swear my body is alight in flames the higher she takes me.

  I start moving my hips in time with her thrust. I’m so close to falling over the edge of bliss. Our skin is a shimmering luminosity from our lust for one another. Alex removes her hand from my neck, sliding it down my chest and over my abdomen. When she reaches my clit, her fingers move in a slow and building pattern until her hand is a blur of circling motion. I come yelling her name to the celling, “Oh Alex, yes. Oh God Alex.” My hands grip at the mattress for purchase, trying to ground myself as I come down from Alex’s magical touch. She leans down and kisses me. “I love you too, Fe.”

 

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