by Erin R Flynn
Well, I’d slapped him last time I’d seen him, so I didn’t get physical because he tried hard to bring me home. That’s all the consideration he gets from me anymore. Or that’s what I feel for now. I’m a bit weak when it comes to Jason, and I know that.
Unfortunately he does too. Jerk.
Bijan got on my shit list too during the fun we had that night, but I’m letting it go. I just wasn’t as quick to jump on the idea of him visiting, which made him promise to make amends. That should be interesting after all the gifts he already gave me. I’ll let it go, but I also can’t seem like a doormat who accepts what I shouldn’t.
The charm Nina made for me works. Dain has to cleanse it for me once a week, but I feel nothing magical. She’s warned me that might change as I get my power back, but she’ll help me. Our relationship is still strained, and it’s understandable after what happened. I realized I needed as much of a break from her as she did me. I think we’ll be fine.
Jonik and Eugene are still doing my physical therapy, but I’m getting better fast. The doc thinks another month or so and I’ll be stronger than ever. Jonik is also working with Grammy Havers and has made many comments that the elderly human is amusing, even if she flirts with him too much, but he does enjoy talking history with her. I think it’s awesome, and he’s a bit shy around humans, so she will fix that.
Jimmy is still an idiot, but at least Brian did talk to him, and I got an apology as well. I’m not sure I believe it, but I accepted it. Jimmy is too envious of Brian, and that turns into resentment if a person doesn’t have the drive to keep up. That’s what I see when I look at Jimmy, but Brian’s also right that he’s only mid-twenties. He also says I’m too perfect, so I can’t be the bar I hold Jimmy to.
He might be a bit biased on that, but I still blushed.
The eco gym is rocking. Like it’s seriously always got people there and someone is always trying to outdo a time or energy output. It’s all over social media most days and even competing with people in New York. Melicent is working with other covens to get them into other cities, and they’ve been getting blood donations like crazy as we have to use the extra stuff.
It’s another reason I’m glad Vlad’s gone. The whole thing hurts me, but he was hurting Chicago and the people I care for, so I don’t feel all that guilty Noah took over. Vlad made his own bed and died because of it.
Germany finally denounced what happened and made it clear testing on paranormals wasn’t allowed within their borders. The way they said it was a bit shady, and they didn’t denounce the practice, just “within their borders,” which didn’t make any of us feel better.
It didn’t help the men in my life looking to take a pound of flesh for what happened to me, but they’re careful as to what they say around me at least. I want it too, but my rage comes fast and burns too hot and makes me worry I’m going to fall into it, so I need to keep looking forward for now. Maybe soon I can get my shit together and then I’ll go tear up some people.
Maybe.
I’m still having the nightmares when I sleep over at Brian’s. I hear his voice that didn’t come from him, telling me to make a baby. When it happens, Brian helps me back to sleep. I’ve also slept back home a couple of times, sharing my bed with the twins. It helps not to be alone at night. What I went through was real and horrible, and it wasn’t the only thing I’ve been through, so honestly, whatever helps keep me going is what I need.
We’ve decided it’s just better to sleep at my place because the bedding Laila had made for me is amazing. I don’t mean the fairy material but the magic in it as well. Even Brian is looking better each time and says he wakes without any aches and feeling younger. Sounds like something I need to get him for Christmas if it’s not too hard to get done.
I still flinch when people or something touch my wrists. It was hard to even see restraints when I played in the dungeon. It’s a lot to handle, but when it gets to be too much, I take a time out that Phobie suggested and remind myself that I made it home. That was what I’d prayed for when I’d thought I was dying—to make it home, and I did.
I always will because there are too many who love me and need me.
The End
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Seraphine After Dark
I was annoyed and tired after the shifter party… And sticky. Not for fun reasons, but just a normal accident that landed a tray of drinks and shots on me. I had given up trying to even deal and used it as the excuse to leave, Eva and Simone promising they had it all in hand. Awesome because I was seriously sticky and wanted a shower.
And forgot I had a date.
Bijan was actually waiting in my apartment, reading over some papers and files when I walked in. He glanced up and did a double take at the state I was in. “Was there some sort of drink wrestling?”
“No, people getting drunk and bumping into a server,” I replied. “So you just let yourself in?”
“Someone did so I could surprise you, but you were earlier than I expected,” he admitted as he collected everything and set it on his bag. He stood, looking delicious in an unbuttoned shirt and jeans, very relaxed and casual. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
“I also need more food. My system is jump starting or whatever.”
“I have that covered,” he promised. He licked his lips as he eyed me over. Then he moved behind me and unzipped the dress, pushing it to fall off of me. “You are so beautiful, Seraphine.” He moved closer but didn’t touch me, my body feeling the heat from his as he breathed in my ear. “Submit to me tonight and let me give you everything you deserve.”
I nodded, my mood turning around, even angling my head so I showed more of my neck to him.
“Not yet,” he murmured, kissing along my skin. “Soon. Very soon. Do you want me to drink from you?” He chuckled when I didn’t answer. “I know where you make others drink from you. Am I special and I can have your neck?”
“If you want, but I’m addictive.”
“I knew that without your blood,” he promised, quickly scooping me up in his arms, smirking when I yelped. “You are a vision I am addicted to laying my eyes upon. I was addicted before I ever touched you.”
“Seriously, teach men to talk to a woman,” I purred, snuggling up against him. “I got you dirty. Guess you’ll have to shower with me.”
“I planned to.” He brought me into the master bath and set me on the counter before getting the shower going. “Spread your legs and let me see you in the bright lights.” He smiled when I didn’t immediately do it. “Yes, I’m going to be demanding this time, and we’ll switch next like before. It makes me know you’ll come find me for your turn.”
“Smart vampire,” I praised as I did what he wanted, swallowing my embarrassment.
He watched me move like the hunter excited to catch his prey. He ran his finger through my folds, finding me a bit wet already. “Perfect. A woman is so beautiful in so many ways, but this is truly my favorite. I love that you shave there so I can see your skin glisten from excitement for me.” He stepped closer. “Are you excited for me, Seraphine?”
“Yes,” I answered, gasping when he pushed two fingers in me.
“Do not orgasm.”
It was hard given how fast he moved and how he touched me perfectly, but I managed through several minutes of pleasurable torture. And then he just stopped. I was seconds from whimpering and begging for more, knowing that was the game and what he wanted, but I wasn’t going to make it that easy for him. Instead, I slid off the counter and went for the shower.
“Be careful how much you tease me, Bijan, because payback is a bitch, and so am I.”
“I truly hope so,” he chuckled as he got undressed and joined me. He washed me, refusing to let me do a thing besides watch when he washed himself. He took his time when he touched me, teasing me more and making extra sure I was truly clean in certain spots while l
etting me know how dirty I was about to get.
It was hot. It was seriously hawt.
He wrapped us in towels and carried me back to the bedroom, and I saw what he wanted most. I dropped my towel and then went to my knees, taking his towel too.
“You would do this too?”
“You really, really want it,” I chuckled.
“Yes, especially when I heard you have denied it to Apollo. But I would still keep it between us.”
“I know; that’s why I’ll do it.” I licked him and took good care of him, moaning when he got bigger as I did. He finished with a groan, his fingers tangled in my hair but not pushing me, more he needed to touch me. When he was cleaned up, I stood, leaning in and licking his fangs. “I think you needed that.”
“I did,” he agreed. “Many would get on their knees for me, but I never thought the woman who gave me my position would. This is a moment I will never forget and cherish always.” He slid his arm around me and pulled me flush against him, softly brushing his lips over mine. “And now I will make sure you never, not ever forget how talented of a lover I am and what I can do to your body as well.”
Sure, sign me up for lots of that.
I didn’t know what he meant, but he tossed me on the bed and told me he’d be right back. I noted the rose petals all around me, teasing my skin, sticking to my wet hair, and smiled.
“You are a vision,” he whispered when he came back.
“So are you,” I praised, the glow from the candles he was lighting dancing over his skin and making his eyes even more alluring. “What are you plotting?”
“Your pleasure and lots of it.” He turned away from me, and I couldn’t see what he was doing, plus I was too focused on his naked body and muscles. He hid them under what he normally wore, but he had awesome definition, and every inch of him was perfectly toned.
He came back to the bed and set down a tray before pulling me down a bit. Then he moved a few pillows under my butt and lower back before giving me a few more for my head. Oh, he was really up to something.
“Do you trust me?” he asked, smiling when I nodded. He reached up and slid a blindfold on me before I heard the sounds of ice. I gasped as I felt two cubes on my nipples, moaning when he traced all around my breasts until they completely melted. “I should warm you back up.”
I nodded, not cold at all, but I was totally in for whatever he had planned. I heard what sounded like a bottle closing, and then his finger teased my ass. He pushed it in me, and I realized it had been lube, some type of warming lube that felt weird and fantastic.
And that was before he leaned in and licked me with ice in his mouth. The hot and cold together right in the same area was overwhelming, and honestly I felt ready to spin out immediately, especially with the blindfold. I grabbed onto the pillow under my head and moaned as he kept licking.
“Have you never played this way?”
“No, never,” I whimpered. “Fuck, it’s so good.”
“Spread your legs wider for me,” he commanded, and I did, willing to do whatever he wanted if I got to experience more. We could play with me submissive whenever he wanted it felt so fucking good.
Even if there was only one small part of me that liked to play that way. He could have it. Well, Brian too. I liked playing that way with him now and again.
“Do not orgasm yet,” he ordered when I was about to. I whimpered, and he chuckled. “I know, I know, but trust me. I will give you many, many orgasms tonight. Hold out for me and it will be so worth it, my beauty.” He went back to licking when I nodded, his tongue and breath so cold compared to the heat from his finger. He pushed in another one, and I really didn’t know how much longer I could hold out.
And then he actually pushed an ice cube inside me. It was too cold and my ass too warm while he was sucking on my clit harder than I could remember.
Yeah, there was no way I was holding out much longer.
“Hold out, my desert rose,” he murmured. “Hold out for me. Give me what I want, and I will give you everything.”
“Too much,” I whimpered, dying to either orgasm or close my legs because it was going to happen otherwise.
“Not yet,” he growled, pushing a third finger in along with a second ice cube since the first was already melted. “So pretty. Even here you are the prettiest I’ve ever seen. Hold out, Seraphine. Addict me even more. Let me see what no one else has. Let me see your best orgasm ever. I want it as mine. I want to be what you’ve never had before.”
The talking didn’t help, it ramped me up even more. My siren took the challenge seriously though, and even with her and my wolf trying to hold out, we were losing the battle.
“Do you want to beg me for release?”
“Yes.” That wasn’t hard to guess or admit.
“It wouldn’t help,” he chuckled, giving me a long lick. “I want this too badly. Hold out, Seraphine. Submit to my will now, and you will be glad you did.”
“I am, I am,” I whimpered, more like crying when he went back to sucking my clit. “So good. It’s so good.”
“It is from here too,” he promised. He pushed in another ice cube and sucked harder for what felt like forever, but I knew it couldn’t be that long. “May I drink from you here? You may come if I do.”
“Yes!”
He bit me, and I didn’t just climax as he kept pumping his fingers in me, I lost my ever loving mind. I screamed in pleasure as my body jerked on its own, not even caring that his fang was piercing me and how it would hurt if I ripped away from him. It felt like hours I orgasmed, and the second it started to ebb, he set me off again. I didn’t know if I was coming or dying, and my body didn’t seem to care.
It was that good.
When my body finally, finally finished, I was in his arms, twitching against him as he pulled off the blindfold. He smiled at me when I blinked up at him.
“Yes, that was very worth it,” I panted, knowing what question was coming. “Holy fuck, was that worth it.”
“Did you give me what I wanted?” he murmured, brushing his lips over my forehead.
It took me a minute to think of what he’d wanted, and I nodded. “Yeah, that was probably the best one. Definitely from oral sex.” He frowned, and I shrugged. “Jonik and I did a fae bonding thing during sex that I can’t put into words, and when I sirened Dain… Yeah, that was… I don’t think there are words. Maybe not best but hardest I’ve ever orgasmed, the longest for sure.”
“I will take that gladly. What else were your favorites?”
I wasn’t sure that was great pillow talk, but I still answered, telling him my first time with Brian, which was the hottest fantasy I’d always wanted. The Thanksgiving sex fest I’d had with them. Even Vegas with the twins before it all had gone to shit. Goran and our binding. It got me so hot to talk all about it, and I realized that was what he’d wanted.
And that was how I ended up flipped over on those pillows with my ass up in offering, submitting to him like he wanted. He slammed into me, and I orgasmed from it, my nerves still lit up like Christmas. He kept going though, screwing me into the bed with all he had while I couldn’t even catch my breath.
“Do I now get a favorite memory with you?” he asked after we both finished.
“Uh-huh,” I moaned, squirming from the heat on my ass from his hips hitting my body so hard. “I have more favorites with my ancients and others if you want to get excited again and have another round.”
He burst out laughing and leaned over me, promising there were several more rounds to come. I wasn’t sure I could last for that, but I would be very willing to try.
“Do you love one of them most?” he asked me when we took a break and he brought in an array of treats for us to enjoy. I gave him a shocked look, and he shrugged as he poured wine. “It will be expected I have multiple mates or consorts as leader, and I find myself worried I cannot love them all.”
I thought on that a moment and shook my head. “I honestly believe as the fae do now. I t
hink the more love you’re given, the more you can give. I could not rank or give you who I love most if my life depended on it, just as I couldn’t rank loving the boys. I have special bonds and things with each of them. I’ve loved Brian the longest, but that doesn’t mean I love him more.”
“How are you so sure?” he pushed.
“Because I love that Dain and I can be on the same page like we handle certain things as if it was a choreographed dance. I have a bit of that with the twins or Brian, but Reagan is different than Hagan. They’re not a set. Hagan and I can sit and just find so much to laugh about. We love that. I love that he can always make me laugh. I love that Reagan spins me around and then points me in the direction and his confidence in that gives me the same.
“Noah… I love him, but I’m not always sure I’m in love with him. I think I am. I mean, I get jealous and I want him as mine. It’s different though and—he’s also like my best friend. He’s been at my back when the shit gets ugly, and he might be who I’d choose first at my back. But I also feel that with Brian, but I love that he always knows how to step up and do what I can’t or be the adult. But so does Dain, and he’s badass in a fight.”
“You came full circle,” he murmured, bobbing his head. “You did not mention Goran.”
“He will always keep me at arms’ length for his own reasons, and I understand that. It also means I need to do the same because that would be hard on him too.”
“Virgil?”
“What’s with the grilling?” I grumbled, reaching for another brownie. “Do you have a crush on Virgil?”
“No, though he is a handsome man,” he chuckled. “He is all about you. I find it curious as I haven’t even started entertaining offers yet.”
“Virgil understands me best in some ways. He sees a lot, and there is a bond that only another Alpha can understand sometimes. I don’t know that it’s love. I don’t think I know him well enough, but I like him. I’d be sad if he mated, but I also think he deserves to be happy. I like what we have. I love the flirty texts teasing me when he’s horny in Memphis. I think we both need that fun.”