CREAM

by Zenobia Renquist

  He said, “I might have. I remember I found her pretty enough and wanted to fuck her.” He shrugged.

  The nonchalant answer hurt her heart more than she cared to admit. She asked in a soft, uncertain voice, “Do you love me?”

  Teaghan jerked around and met her gaze with a hard one. “Do you want me to love you, Jeliyah?” He moved to his knees, framed her head with his hands and held her as he put his face close to hers. “See me, necromancer. See all of me and then tell me if you want the love of a man like me.”

  Images of blood, destruction and glee at having caused it entered her mind. A strangled cry of pain and fear escaped Jeliyah’s throat. Teaghan’s past rushed through her mind like a video on fast-forward. Killing and fucking. Fucking and killing. Killing while fucking.

  Teaghan’s life had followed the same pattern for the last three hundred years. If there was a war, he’d been in the middle of it, not caring for which side he fought so long as he got to kill. At the time of the vampire outing, he’d adopted his new persona. It hadn’t been gangsta back then. It had started out as soul and graduated into gangsta as time passed.

  No matter how he’d looked on the outside, Teaghan remained a killer within. All else he did was a momentary distraction between bloodshed. If it didn’t make him money, get him laid or lead to him killing something, he didn’t care about it.

  Tears streamed down Jeliyah’s cheeks through Teaghan’s fingers. He didn’t let her go when she tried to pull away, to block the images. He’d opened the floodgates, drowning her in his mind, letting her have all of what she’d thought she wanted, all at once.

  Now she knew why he’d blocked his thoughts from her, only letting her see what he allowed. Everything else was too gruesome for idle curiosity. Nothing could have prepared her for the life and times of a man who lived to see things die.

  The rapid parade of macabre stopped with the sound of a door opening. Jeliyah recognized the inside of Hirsch’s office. Through Teaghan’s memories, she smelled her cocoa-butter hair products mixed with her cucumber-and-aloe bodywash. The scent had stirred his arousal and distracted him from his anger at being pulled off a rogue hunt.

  Seeing her for the first time, Teaghan could have sworn his heartbeat sped up. He wanted her. More than any woman before, he wanted Jeliyah. Every word she spoke demanded his attention. Every movement caught his eye. He’d gone to the rogue hunt as a distraction from her. Going back to the hotel after their introduction would have led to sex, with or without an invitation. He’d found ways around it. Necromancer or not, Jeliyah wouldn’t have been an exception to his seduction.

  Their first kiss, when she’d taken his blood, had shoved all reality from his mind except her. If Jeliyah had said the word, he would have forgotten Dumas, ignored the threat of death and fucked her then and there. Dumas could have killed Teaghan and he would have died a happy man so long as it was after he got to taste Jeliyah.

  Her tears flowed harder but a shaky smile curved her lips as Teaghan revealed himself. She saw herself through his eyes. Eyes that appeared pained at having laid himself so bare.

  She closed the distance between them, placing her lips against his. Teaghan buried his hand in her hair as he made the kiss deeper, harder. He bruised her lips and she took the pain because it reflected his love.

  Jeliyah had had to use Recognize and Resonate before she admitted to her feelings but Teaghan had come to terms with his from the start.

  Say you want me, damn it. Say it. And if you don’t want me, I’m not giving you up. Teaghan indulged images of tying her to the bed for his pleasure as a means of keeping her with him.

  Sounds fun. We can do that later. You promised to spank me first though.

  He startled and pulled back, staring at Jeliyah in surprise. After a moment, he chuckled and shook his head. “Always the quiet ones into the freaky shit.”

  She laid a kiss on his nose. “You’re the one into the freaky shit. All the threats of spankings and tying me up are coming from you. I’m just letting you know I’m game when you are.”

  “That’s it.” Teaghan shoved her so she fell back against the chair before he spread her thighs wide and jammed his face against her pussy. He made loud slurping noises as he licked her slit and sucked her clit.

  Jeliyah arched her back, jutting her hips up and hooking her legs around his shoulders to hold him close. “Right there. Oh yes, Teaghan. Yes, please,” she yelled.

  He gripped her ass and held her steady for his deep kiss. His tongue entered her twitching pussy. He delved deep, licking and wriggling. The more she squirmed against his hold, the faster he moved. This wasn’t like the time in the forest. Jeliyah had an idea what to expect now. The sensations were still intense and overwhelmed her to a degree she couldn’t comprehend but she craved the onslaught.

  She screamed her release so loud the windows shook against their frames. She remained tensed and trapped in the orgasm until Teaghan removed his mouth. The second his hot lips no longer touched her she wanted them back.

  “Got something better for you,” Teaghan said as he stood.

  With her ankles resting on his shoulders, Teaghan spread her lower lips with one hand while guiding his dick forward with the other. He completed the contact with a single thrust forward.

  Savoring the connection took a backseat as Teaghan started to move. He surged forward, circled his hips so his dick stirred her inside, and then pulled back only to do it all again. Jeliyah moved with him, squeezing her inner muscles each time he retreated.

  That’s right, sweetness. Suck that dick.

  She grinned at him, eager to give as good as he was giving. This was more than pleasure for them. It was a solidifying of their new relationship. She knew Teaghan now, truly knew him. He’d opened his mind and his heart to her and shown her that Recognize hadn’t been a mistake.

  Every thrust hammered that fact home so Jeliyah would never be able to deny or question it again.

  Teaghan’s satisfied growling rumbled through his body to hers until she was doing it too. Hers turned to passionate keens as he spread her legs so he could play her clit. His fingers passed over the sensitive nub in a melody of her. A pinch got a whimper. A flick made her yip. She panted when he rolled her clit between two fingers and moaned when he rubbed.

  “Sing my tune, necromancer.” He mixed his movements like the music at the club while the slap of his flesh against hers provided the bass.

  As much as Jeliyah wanted the song to last, Teaghan felt too delicious for his own good. She was coming again. No amount of holding it back would stop the momentum from building. She held her arms open instead, wanting to feel more of him than his pounding dick.

  Teaghan leaned forward into her embrace. She wound her arms around his shoulders and tangled her fingers in his braids. His lips met hers as she climaxed.

  I love you. Jeliyah cried the words from her mind to his because she couldn’t speak them, didn’t want to let him go to use her voice.

  Then don’t let go, Jeliyah. I’m all yours. Teaghan surged forward, burying his dick as deep as it would go, and spilled himself with his release. He grinned against her lips as his tongue dueled with hers.

  A knock at the door distracted them from a second round. Teaghan backed out of Jeliyah and helped her get situated, closing her robe and pulling her to an upright position with her legs together before he bid the knocker enter.

  Mekhail opened the door and stood in the threshold, wearing a knowing grin. “Niccolo has called you, sire, miss. He has a hunt for you.”

  Teaghan sucked his teeth in disgust. “Damn, man. He couldn’t give us a night?”

  “Seems not, sire. Do you want me to recommend to him that he choose another?”

  Jeliyah said over Teaghan’s would-be reply, “No, we’ll be there shortly. Thanks, Mekhail.”

  “You’re welcome, miss.” He nodded to them and pulled the door closed as he left.

  To Teaghan, she said, “You like killing things.”

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nbsp; “I like fucking you more. I had plans to go all night.” He rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Let’s get this done.”

  Jeliyah grinned at his back. Teaghan was cute when he pouted. She wanted him to keep loving her but a small break would make the return that much hotter.

  She rushed through dressing but Teaghan finished before her. He waited by the bedroom door, his grumpy attitude still in place. He even pulled away with an annoyed grunt when she tried to give him a kiss.

  That made her laugh. She decided to let him have his little temper tantrum.

  “I’m not having a temper tantrum.”

  “Uh huh.” She walked out of the room in front of him. With a mischievous smile she said a singsong, “Teaghan.”

  “What?” he snapped.

  She flipped up the back of her knee-length skirt and bent forward with her ass out, revealing the open-zippered crotch of her full-body catsuit. She wiggled her hips while pressing her thighs together so her pussy lips puckered at him. A little down-under kiss blowing.

  Teaghan stared for a moment before shaking his head hard, as though trying to wake himself from a stupor. The front of his loose pants tented. “Damn, you know how to put a man in a good mood quick.”

  She lowered her skirt and straightened with a smile. “Thought you might like that.”

  He rushed her, crowding her against the wall. Before he could kiss her, she placed a hand over his mouth. A little nudge got him to back up one step.

  She said in a coy voice, “We have a hunt. When it’s over, then you can have what I showed you, any way and every way you want.” She moved her hand and laid a kiss on his nose. “If you behave. Deal?”

  Niccolo had only invited them into his home and employ a few days ago. It wouldn’t do to have Teaghan’s bad attitude ruin that. If the promise of sex made him act right, she was happy to give it.

  “Deal,” Teaghan rasped.

  She nodded and started walking again. Teaghan fell into step beside her. She stumbled when his hand found its way between her legs and he swept one finger back and forth over her wet slit.

  As much as she wanted to indulge the sweet sensations his touch invoked, they had a meeting to attend. He hooked two fingers in her slick channel and Jeliyah had to stop. They hadn’t had nearly enough sex for her to be acclimated to the rush of arousal and overpowering need that resulted from a simple touch. She shivered as he moved his fingers in and out of her.

  Teaghan leaned close and whispered, “If you manage not to make a sound during the meeting with Niccolo,” he yanked his hand upward, pulling a mewl of need from her, “I’ll finish this in the car. Deal?”

  She bit her lip and nodded. Somehow her little ploy had been turned against her.

  “You’re too young to go up against me, necromancer. Lucky for you, this game has no losers.” He urged her forward with his fingers still inside her pussy to start her walking again.

  They entered Niccolo’s study and Jeliyah tried to act cool. Nothing to see here. Everything was completely normal. Except Niccolo’s knowing smile showed he knew what was happening.

  Teaghan said, “I thought you said you had enough necro-vamps that you didn’t need an enforcer, Niccolo.”

  Niccolo chuckled. “Necro-vamps. Such a quaint term. I might have to start using it. And while I do have quite a few, I know better than to let a man like you get bored, Teaghan.”

  “I’m not.”

  “Not now, you aren’t. But your,” he swept his gaze over Jeliyah, “little entertainments won’t feed the killer in you for long.”

  “True that. So what do you got?”

  “A rogue who doesn’t know any better. It should be a quick and easy hunt for you.”

  “Good. I had plans for this evening.”

  “So I’m noticing.” He laughed a little as his gaze trailed down to Jeliyah’s skirt.

  The front appeared normal and didn’t betray Teaghan’s displacement of the back or the rhythmic in-and-out movement of his fingers as he stuffed her pussy from behind. His movements made no noise, which surprised her considering how wet she was. It took all of Jeliyah’s concentration to hold back her sounds of pleasure while Niccolo outlined the coming hunt.

  She heard none of what he said and the man’s grin grew more and more amused as the meeting wore on. In fact, she swore he and Teaghan started small talk to prolong her torture.

  I can fuck you here and now if you want. Give Niccolo a show. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind. Teaghan moved faster, pumping his fingers so her juices started churning loud enough that everyone in the room had to hear them. You game, necromancer?

  Jeliyah found herself weighing her options instead of denying the proposal outright. She didn’t used to be the exhibitionist type. A few days with Teaghan and she was baring her breasts for strangers as well as letting him finger her while in a meeting about a rogue hunt. What had happened to her?

  Told you. You’s a freak. You just needed the right man to bring it out of you. Teaghan removed his fingers and patted her ass before smoothing down her skirt. To Niccolo he said, “We’ll get it done.”

  Niccolo tented his fingers. “I’m sure you will. Have fun.”

  Teaghan grinned. “I plan to.”

  “I meant with the hunt, Teaghan.”

  “I’ll have fun doing that too.” Teaghan slipped his arm around Jeliyah’s waist and helped her walk out of the office.

  Every step vibrated pleasure through her. She couldn’t do the hunt keyed up like this. All her senses were tuned to Teaghan. The rogue could walk up to her and spit in her face and she probably wouldn’t see him.

  The car ride wasn’t much better. The vibrations from the engine and the rumbling road beneath the tires further excited her sensitive pussy. Pressing her thighs together didn’t alleviate the sensation.

  As Teaghan drove down the highway, her gaze strayed to the bulge he’d had since she flashed him earlier. How could he act as if everything was normal when he was sporting wood hard enough that his dick was pointing up at the stars? How desperate was she that she considered hopping on it while he was driving? First, there wasn’t room. Second, she doubted Teaghan could keep driving with her bouncing on his lap.

  “So I’ll pull over.” He cut across three lanes of traffic—several angry drivers shouted curses and leaned on their horns—to the shoulder and slammed the car in park. After unzipping his pants, he patted his thighs.

  Jeliyah didn’t hesitate. It was tight, even after Teaghan moved the seat back, but Jeliyah managed to fit on his lap with his dick buried deep in her pussy. They couldn’t open the door without the chance of a passing car hitting it so she draped her leg over it instead.

  “Let’s do this.” Teaghan bucked, which bounced Jeliyah’s ass off the car horn. A few of the passing cars honked back.

  She laughed though her amusement didn’t last long as the pleasure of the moment overtook her. She grabbed the top of the windshield and used it to help her snake her torso.

  A move that got Teaghan licking his lips and nodding. “That’s the way, sweetness. You know what I like.”

  “What we both like.”

  He leaned forward, grabbed the zipper tag at her collar with his teeth and pulled it down. The catsuit split open, revealing her breasts to Teaghan’s hungry gaze. He licked both her nipples in rapid succession. His vampiric speed made it seem as though he had two mouths that pleasured her simultaneously.

  She let her head fall back with her eyes closed and enjoyed the moment. The future flashed before her—fucking at ninety miles per hour described it best. They would fight. They would love. They would drive each other insane with pleasure. But most of all, they would be together.

  About Zenobia Renquist

  Zenobia Renquist lives in her imagination. She is an Air Force brat turned Air Force wife, which means she’s accustomed to travel and does it whenever possible (so long as she doesn’t have to fly). Her favorite pastime is torturing her characters on their way to happily-ever-after for th
e enjoyment of her readers.

  On the few occasions her muse flees the scene of the crime, Zenobia likes to read (comics, manga and romance), go to the movies, play a few levels of whichever puzzle game has hijacked her interest or experiment with a new chain maille weave.

  Zenobia welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email addresses on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.

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