When he convinced me it was time we got some sleep I told him to go lay down and I would be with him once I used the bathroom. Once there I brushed my hair until soft and falling in smooth waves down my back. I brushed my teeth until squeaky clean and minty fresh. I had already had a shower earlier that day and shaved my legs, under Draven’s watchful eye which was embarrassing at first, especially when I nicked myself and Draven overreacted like I’d slashed open a vein! I checked myself in the mirror one last time and tied my kimono a little looser so as my pushed cleavage was showing thanks to a black lacy bra. I was also wearing a thong to match which made me walk a little funny back to the bed. Well my seduction idea wasn’t going to happen until I was on the bed so it didn’t matter if I was walking a little sideways.
As soon as he saw me coming I smiled to myself as he turned his head to the other side. Oh this was going to be so easy! I stepped up to the bed and walked on the bed so that I was stood above him. I got a great view from up here although I would have preferred a naked Draven to be below me. He was still wearing a tight black vest showing off his perfectly sculpted arms that could crush every bone in my body. His long solid legs encased in light colour denim topped with a thick leather belt, which had a thick metal belt buckle with an Arabic symbol for “Strength” crudely hammered in the centre. I had asked him about it earlier and he explained it had been a gift from his brother. It was a hard thing to imagine...Draven unwrapping gifts, such a human thing to do, I had told him, to which I had only received a shrug of the shoulders as my response.
He finally raised his eyes to me and I saw his face tense as he held on to his last shreds of will. I smiled making it even harder for him.
“Come down here!” He asked through gritted teeth. So instead of sidestepping and joining him on one side I fell down to my knees landing so that our sexes were knitted together. He groaned as the impact caused a reaction he was hoping to avoid. The silk robe fell from one shoulder and exposed one lace covered breast that looked as though it would like nothing more than to pop out and be played with.
“What’s wrong Draven?” I asked as innocent as a child with his hand caught in the cookie jar. I let my hair fall forward and at this his eyes flashed purple and I knew that I had him! He growled and grabbed the tie of my robe to use it to aid his control. He gripped it tight and pulled me until my lips met his. This action ignited the fire deep in my belly that was bubbling up and I tensed my body around him to get closer to the bulge that pressed painfully against his jeans. His hands pulled my hair up and twisted it to control my head. I almost came right then! I, in turn, bit his lips causing his own fire to erupt to a new level. He ripped the kimono from me and I saw the seams unravel at every point. Soon I became a milky white body covered only in thin lace, quivering beneath him.
“You are an unstoppable Vixen that teases a man’s will till it is destruction at your feet. What have you to say in your defence?” He teased back making me blush and beam at his compliment. He buried his head in my hair and inhaled me in as if stealing my essence.
“What can I say...I’m a girl with needs that only you can satisfy.” This made him smile before he crushed his lips to mine and kissed me solidly while he took me from below. I ended up having all my orgasms screaming in his mouth, every time feeling him smile over my quivering lips. At my last one he found his release as I bit into his shoulder not being able to control, understand or help myself. He arched back as one last thrust pounded into me as we came together. I could barely hear my own scream over his deep animal roar at the ceiling. It was like I had just been ravished by a wild beast and now he was calling his pleasure to the moon.
Well one thing I was wrong about, sex sure could be relaxing...well that was the aftermath of six orgasms. I collapsed in a sticky mess of sweat dripping down every curve of my body and buried my head in his side under his arm. He held me closer to him and we both found sleep this way without uttering another word that wasn’t needed to end this perfect day.
The next week was a complete rat race. I spent every free minute doing an endless amount of studying for finals and handing in papers just barely before deadlines. Draven had kindly given me the week off work to make the time, the perks of dating your boss! Of course nobody working there complained as Draven gave everyone a Christmas bonus for the first time. I wouldn’t accept mine which was no surprise to Draven, although when checking my account there was a considerable amount greater than there should have been. However, when I queried it, Draven simply shrugged his shoulders and played dumb, which we both knew he most certainly wasn’t! Mike seemed happy with the extra money over the holiday season and could now afford to go skiing with his family for Christmas instead of letting his parents fork out for it. He was such a good guy, anyone else would have let his family pay and bought themselves a new snowboard. Ok, so I knew quite a lot of people here that wouldn’t have done that but you know what I mean.
No-one working at Afterlife really had anything to complain about as the wages Draven paid were the best around and people usually tipped the bar well which got shared fairly, taking into account the amount of hours we all did. Of course everyone put the bonus down to me and no one believed me when I said that I had nothing to do with it.
“I think keeping the boss this happy helps Kaz.” Mike had replied with a sly grin that forced me to flick water in his face after washing my hands. It was my last shift before I travelled back to England tomorrow and one night that Draven let me work. It was the Christmas party and Afterlife knew how to hold one heck of a party! The entire place had been decorated in thick rich colours of green, red and gold. Wreaths and holly swags hung from the tall arched windows and doors. A huge black Christmas tree dominated one corner of the room, which was covered with blood red ribbon the width of a body cascading down to the floor. Massive gold baubles, the size of melons were decorated with the same blood red drips in glossy paint. There were thousands of red twinkling fairy lights not only covering the tree but the whole club. It was like a gothic Christmas fairyland had replaced the usual Afterlife and I knew straight away one girl who was responsible for the transformation.... the sensational Sophia!
The first drinks of the night were on the house and at one point of the night the lights dimmed and the music stopped for everyone to raise their classes to the VIP and to a man they couldn’t see to thank. I wore a hidden smile the rest of the night. The night carried on in full swing and when my shift was over I joined my friends in the party. We all danced in a group and I even let down my hair to whip round as the mixture of rock classics and dance music gripped me enough to dance until sweating. All my friends knew I was leaving for the holidays as a few of them were doing the same. Chaz was leaving his aunt’s house to go back to his mum’s or mom’s as he kept saying.
“So is Dreamy Draven going back with you for the holidays?” RJ asked me when we were both in the ladies trying to cool ourselves after out workout on the dance floor. I had been told not to tell anyone the plan me, Draven and his siblings had constructed so I didn’t know how to answer this one without lying. In the end I didn’t need to as Lanie came in with streaming mascara down her face. She was in floods of tears and between sobs told us how Drew had just broke up with her. I spent the next half hour rubbing her back and scowling at RJ every time she tactlessly mentioned how she was going to rip his head off! This just made Lanie give way to fresh new tears. In the end Draven must have been worried at not seeing me in the club because he walked through the door in the body of a nineteen year old cyber Goth with electric blue and fuchsia pink hair. I only knew it was Draven when her eyes flashed purple and she winked at me. I tried so hard not to laugh as the situation but failed miserably. Both my friends shot me a shocked look at my tactless behaviour.
“Umm...sorry...I guess I don’t handle crying in the right way.” I said lamely whilst giving Draven evils as his female host left the bathroom.
“You’ve been doing fine up until now.” RJ commented under he
r breath.
It only took us another ten minutes to clean Lanie up and convince her that Drew was a moron and therefore not worth her tears. It hadn’t really worked as she was still sniffling but it did get us out of the loo. After that things started to wind down and I soon found myself being crushed by Jack’s embrace. I could almost hear Draven’s growl in my head as no doubt he was watching. After saying goodbye to all my friends in turn I decided to go and help Mike with the bar close down.
I was acting on autopilot as my thoughts wandered to tomorrow. I had already packed that day and my black case with a smiley sticker on the side lay on my bed ready for the last few items before zipping it up and heading home for the first time this winter. We had planned for Draven to follow shortly afterwards in his private jet but Ragnar was to guard me on the actual flight. At first Draven had wanted me to fly with him but I knew my mum would have been upset to know that the expensive ticket home wasn’t going to get used. Draven had wanted to keep my departure date a secret, with only my family and his knowing the ins and outs. Ragnar was going to be instructed on the day. He told me this was so no one’s mind could betray them. I guess they knew mine wasn’t an issue with that problem anymore. It had been a week since the last time I had heard Lucius’ voice and my dreams were no longer being controlled or intruded on. It was becoming a distant memory, one Draven was happy for me to forget.
Draven had gone as far as not making any plans for England and I had told my family that as far as I knew his work was keeping him in the US for the holidays. My mum thought it a shame but was just happy to have us all home for Christmas so didn’t make a big deal out of it. I was just glad to be turning my back on the past few weeks and hoping to come back to start a fresh new year...nightmare free.
My sister sent Frank up to get my suitcase and after saying a mental goodbye to the view I was going to miss, I met them all downstairs. It was hard to pretend to say goodbye to the waiting Draven at my doorstep. For him it was hard, as he looked far too vulnerable to be the one in control.
Frank, Libby and Hilary had all wished him a Happy Christmas and said their goodbyes before quickly giving us some space. I walked around the side of the house to gaze at the sweeping valley and snow covered national park. Draven wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him for a tight embrace.
“We don’t have to do this, you could change your mind and your family will understand after time. I could take you away where you wish to go, somewhere only you and I know the whereabouts.” I had heard these words all week. It was the same pleading voice and another twist on him hiding me away from the world.
“Draven it will be fine, we have planned it so that nothing could go wrong. Even my family are convinced you won’t be meeting me. No-one knows I’m not spending Christmas in Liverpool, that I’m actually going to my Grandparents in Cornwall to be with the rest of my family.” At this point he was looking deep into my eyes and caressing the side of my face in his palm. He looked so sad, like it was the last time he might see me.
“I can’t let anyone harm you...I can’t let them take you Keira...it would finish me.” He said before burying his head into the top of mine.
“Nothing is going to take me, don’t talk like that! Look at me!” He didn’t so I turned my head up so he had no choice. His face was riddled with pain and angst, it was the closest I came to giving into him and letting him take me wherever in the world he considered safe.
“We have a plan, you are going to ring Ragnar if there are any problems and he will do the same. If anyone is watching they will just think I am in the car with you and getting on your jet, not getting on a conventional flight with over a hundred other humans where they can do nothing. If anything I am worried about Ragnar!” He grunted at this.
“No human eyes apart from yours can see him.” He said, although I already knew this.
“I know, but that’s not what worries me. I am just wondering how he is going to get his huge body into one of those tiny seats.” At this he finally eased up and laughed.
We remained entwined until Draven loosened his hold and reluctantly said,
“It’s time, they are waiting.” At which point I found I really wasn’t ready to let go. I turned into him and held him around the waist, making him wrap his arms around my body like he could protect me from anything the earth held against us. I knew this was silly of us both acting like this, as I knew he would be with me only hours after I landed but I couldn’t help feeling the little nagging at the back of my mind...what if something did go wrong?
“Honey, sorry, but we’re gonna have to leave now before we hit traffic.” Libby’s head popped around the corner and looked guilty as hell for dragging me away. I just nodded in a sullen way before looking up to find Draven looking far off towards the mountains, like this is where he would have liked to have hidden me. Well, it was too late now, I thought with a touch of regret. I looked back and saw Libby had gone to wait in the car, and Frank had the engine started already to warm up. Another hint for me to hurry up, I thought bitterly.
“Ragnar will follow you in the black Range Rover behind and once you’re at the airport he will board the plane. My jet won’t be far behind and I should be knocking on your door tomorrow around noon, but Ragnar won’t let you out of his sight until then.” He had gone through this over and over but I just nodded as though it was the first time. I knew poor Ragnar wouldn’t dare let me even go to the bathroom without guarding the door, not if his life depended on it!
“Ok, don’t look so worried or is the idea of meeting my parents for the first time is what worries you?” I joked and it looked like it took all the effort in the world for him to smile.
“You forget, if they don’t like me I can just alter their minds so they think I’m the only man around they want dating their beautiful daughter.” He winked and now I was laughing, just glad we were saying goodbye on a high note.
“I will miss you.” I said reaching up to kiss him. He bent his head down and kissed me with all the passion of a love starved man. I locked my arms around his neck and kissed him back with equal starvation. A shiver shot down my back when it ended as the nagging feeling sunk deeper to my core and I knew why.
It felt like...
A last kiss.
Chapter 61
The Wrong Flight.
Before I knew it I had waved goodbye to the owner of my heart and left feeling slightly empty inside. The nagging feeling was beginning to grow, the further the car took me from Draven. I kept giving myself a mental shake, saying it was only for a day, two at the most. Everyone else around me was buzzing with excitement and even had Christmas songs playing through the car’s stereo. I found myself just moving my lips, trying to act as if I felt the same excitement but one look from Libby in the mirror and I knew I wasn’t fooling anyone. Libby had felt for me when I told her that Draven couldn’t join us for the holiday season and I had felt even guiltier lying about it and receiving undeserved sympathy. But like Draven had said it was for everyone’s own good.
They had discovered that someone must be leaking information from somewhere inside the VIP and Draven suspected it was one of the new guests as Lucius came to me not long after they had arrived. As far as Draven knew, this was his first encounter. I had tried in vain to tell him it wasn’t but I was met with the same problem as usual. Every time I opened my mouth to speak I found blank words behind my lips. It was as though I was cast with some spell that wouldn’t let me form the words, so as a result Draven went on thinking this was the first incident. One thing became clear though, whoever had made that phone call to Libby pretending to be Draven was surely the traitor. It didn’t take me long to find out that Draven had never needed time alone and he was only waiting for me to forgive him.
I soon spotted the black four wheel drive two cars back and I felt my shoulders relax to know my Viking beast of a Demon was back there keeping his guardian eyes on me. It was strange to think that it wasn’t long ago that I had hated th
e idea of being guarded, but now I seemed to be relying on it for comfort. Maybe it was down to all the bad things that had happened since.
Once at the airport I had to play blind and dumb, not reacting to Ragnar right next to me clung like a bodyguard to a celebrity. It was only when we reached the checkout desk when things started to get complicated.
“What do you mean it’s the wrong date?” I said staring at the lady in a smart red and navy airline suit.
“I am afraid this ticket is for the day after tomorrow.” She said trying to be pleasant in telling someone their horrible news for the day.
“That can’t be right.” Libby said coming to my side. She grabbed the ticket from the lady whose name tag read ‘Jean is happy to help’. Well I didn’t really care for the happy part but the help was surely needed!
“I am afraid you booked the tickets for a separate day.” Well that sure wasn’t helpful and I had to stop myself from saying, “Well no shit Sherlock!”
“Our mother booked the tickets...Oh No, look Kaz she did.” Horror filled my sister’s eyes as she scanned the ticket over and over before letting me see the evidence for myself. She was damn right, my mother had only gone and booked my ticket for a different day!
“Well can’t we buy another ticket?” Me and Libby both asked at the same time.
“Umm...I’m sorry but that flight is fully booked and the flight will be boarding soon, so those of you with tickets will have to hurry to the right departure gate.” I felt sorry for ‘Jean’ at this point because Libby turned to scowl at her. I had to drag Libby over to where Frank and Hilary waited for us with anxious faces.
“Mum went and booked Kazzy on the wrong bloody date!” Libby screeched to Frank.
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