by Erin R Flynn
“This is really sweet, thank you,” I whispered, seeing the next page was the information on the two families. “Thank you, Goran.”
I leaned over and gave him a kiss to accept it. He took it back though so he could tuck it away, as I didn’t exactly have pockets in the fancy robe he’d also gotten me. It was pretty regal and super soft since it was fairy material. I swallowed down my nerves and aligned with my siren, knowing she’d love this whole script.
“Do you wish to undress before your new Mistress and show her all you would offer?”
“It would be my greatest honor,” he murmured, standing and undressing way faster than he probably should for the ceremony. “Mistress, may I show my devotion to you and acknowledge my true place in your presence?”
“You may,” I granted and watched him drop to his knees. Yup, nice and submissive if he was under me.
Why did everything come back to sex and these sorts of games for paranormals?
He leaned forward, parting the robe and keeping his eyes locked with mine. I gasped as his cold hands touched my legs, moving them apart. He had to sit back on his feet and duck a bit since I wasn’t in heels. The only thing that would have made this more awkward was if I was in crazy heels or something.
I decided to let my siren be a bitch after I orgasmed and he stopped. I raised an eyebrow at him. “Is your devotion so little that you only would please me once?”
His eyes flashed shock. “No, Mistress, I would please you for as long as you would let me, but I did not think myself fortunate enough to deserve more of your pleasure. Would you allow me the honor of continuing?”
“How many more would you give me? What is the number to show me your devotion?”
“There is no number high enough for what you offer me and my coven, Mistress. Infinity. I would give you as many, beg for any chance to give you more, forever.”
Damn, he was good, and the look he was giving me about made me melt.
“You honor me with such a promise. Yes, you may once more tonight, but I will accept your offer of as many as I always want forever.”
“I offered it with complete sincerity, and I hope you do,” he murmured before feasting on me again. He was really, really good at that.
Apparently thousands of years taught a guy a lot of tricks.
“Do you wish to undress your new mistress?” I asked, sounding a bit breathy and completely turned on even if we had an audience.
“Very much so, Mistress,” he breathed as he stood. “Allow me the honor?”
“You may.” I shivered as his now warm hands moved to untie the robe and pushed it from my shoulders.
“Never have I seen a mistress in all my years as beautiful as you. Your heart equals your beauty, and I’m honored to become yours as well as all of my people.”
I pulled his head down for a kiss, going against script, but so had he, and I didn’t care what was going on, I didn’t like not kissing before sex. He wrapped his arms around me, kissing me silly.
“Are you ready to take your place behind me?” I asked, smirking at him as I had a bit of a surprise for him too.
“What?” he breathed, his eyes wide.
“Will you not always be behind me and my will? Didn’t you just pledge to always watch my back? To cover me in any way? I go first and all of that?” I smiled when he opened his mouth and nothing came out. “Fine, I want it and the symbolism works, so let them see your happy face as you get what they don’t.”
He moaned loudly, hugging me tightly before letting me go and moving behind me. I shivered as his hands came back, touching me tenderly, knowing I was nervous as I gave him what he wanted, what my body liked best, especially my siren as the attention was fully on me.
“I am not worthy,” he declared and then pushed in me. I gasped and moved an arm back around his neck. “Carter, you are first.”
Of course he was. I wanted to roll my eyes. I should have guessed it would be like an age/power thing, and he was actually a few decades older than Goran, the oldest of all my vampires. I watched him approach, eating up every inch of my naked body as he did.
“Mistress, I am yours,” he said, bowing before me.
“As my power and strength will protect you, my blood you may taste,” I answered.
He stood back up and searched my eyes. “Where, Mistress?”
I moaned as Goran started moving. “Where would you like to taste from? Give me the message you wish to convey, as this is the moment it matters most.”
I sighed mentally; that hadn’t been the plan either. It was supposed to be a quick nip and done.
“But first, offer me what I need,” I added, my siren smirking at me in my mental image of her. Fine, fine, I’d given her free reign to be uber spoiled, and she was going to take it.
“If you feed, I won’t last,” Goran worried.
“You’ll recover,” I chuckled, getting my siren wanted to show him just how awesome we were and totally worth the trouble.
Carter moved forward and kissed me, letting me take a few gulps of his power. “Thank you, Mistress.”
“I give and take,” I purred. “Now take again.” I fought my reaction as he dropped to his knees and joined in the fun, biting as I came again.
Okay then. That was one hell of a way to taste me while Goran was inside me. Carter shook his head as he stood, getting my blood warm and fresh, even if a few drops would give a kick for sure.
The next few went, and one was very respectful, kneeling before me and drinking from my wrist. The other took the offer and bit from my neck as his hand took good care of me. Goran lost it then, unable to handle so much while I fed. After he finished, I pulled his head to mine and gave him energy, wanting him stronger than he even was to protect us all.
A few more went, both biting my nipples, and I saw from the look in their eyes they had heard I liked that. Fine, fine, I liked the biting. I was a wolf now after all.
Brutus was next and respectfully bit my wrist, as he was very clear he had no intentions towards me. That was fine. He wasn’t my cup of tea either. The art thief brothers did the same, knowing I was uncomfortable with them since they had been art thieves and I hadn’t spent much time with them since.
Halfway done and Goran finished again, his hands on my hips gripping a bit too tightly. I held up my hand to hold off the next one when he leaned his forehead on my shoulder, gasping for air.
“Are you getting old, or am I just that good?” I teased.
“You are just that good,” he moaned, kissing my neck, working up to my ear. I turned my head and fed him more power, loving how he practically convulsed against me in pleasure. “Thousands of years alive, hundreds of lovers, and a young wolf might end up the way I go with a huge smile on my face.”
“I’m not sure if that’s just morbid or flattering,” I admitted.
He chuckled against my skin. “Saying you’re the best fuck I’ve ever had sounded a bit crude, but my brain is mush, so options were limited.”
Okay then. I took the compliment, and we went back to it, skipping a few to feed from so Goran had a chance to hold out until we finished. He did, both of us on edge as the last one took a sip.
“We go and don’t let out your power, just don’t fight me,” I warned, making it extra clear after what had happened with Dain.
“I’m ready,” he grunted, moving his arm around my body so he could tease my nipple, which set me off.
I felt my power pulse out, flare hot and strong as Goran shouted, holding me tighter as he finished. His control was torn away, and his power added to mine, swirling around us as the bond formed. I reached back and held onto him, needing to touch him more as the planks of the bridge fell into place, each one giving us another round of bliss. I felt it get stronger and stronger, way stronger than Noah, as I was more powerful and so was Goran.
When it was finally over, I realized we were on our knees, Goran having protected me from the fall since my body didn’t even ache.
“T
hank you, Mistress,” he breathed in my ear before gently pulling out of me. He caught me when I collapsed, cradling me in his arms. “Are you okay this time?”
I nodded, sighing. “Your power is sensing other people’s powers, so it didn’t hit me like Noah, I mean, leave me affected, but it was like your energy—”
“Took stock of yours, which is still different than just energy to link us,” he muttered, sitting back on his feet. “I felt it too.”
“But it’s done?” Apollo checked as he stood. He came over to us, and I nodded, feeling Goran do the same. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah, winded but I’m good. A bit energized, but you know that’s tiring too.”
“It is,” he murmured, reaching out and touching a piece of my hair. As he did though, the back of his finger barely brushed my skin, and it was enough for me to see what he wanted. Understanding filled his eyes. “Would you allow it?”
“I don’t know what it is, as I don’t get much depth in what I see,” I admitted. “I know what you physically wanted, but I felt there was something more and I don’t know what. I’m not going under your umbrella.”
He chuckled, shaking his head. “No, that is not how it works if it’s sex without bonding or sovereigning.”
“It’s protection,” Goran murmured quietly. “To be with you now moments after you took a whole coven under you says very loudly that while you are not a vampire under the laws of the vampire council, he has been intimate with you, and just as you would for anyone you’ve been with, there’s an affection there.”
Apollo nodded, seeing my confusion. “It would keep other council members away. It is not claiming you or what’s yours but—I believe it’s a ‘bro code’ in your vernacular. We’ve shared ourselves with each other, and anyone who might come at you would be wise to remember I’m fond of you and not touch you or yours.”
I licked my lips, taking the time to recover and get the body and mind off mushy mode. “Define me and mine? Would that protection be my pack? My vampires and Goran’s coven? Anyone I have an alliance with?”
He threw back his head and laughed. “Oh, you are such fun, Seraphine.”
“I don’t understand,” someone muttered.
“She wants to include Monroe and the vampires with the FBI because they’re switching all the vampires in any offices as his instead of the local people so there’s no potential conflict,” Carter surmised, always sharp like that.
“And what would you advise as the answer from a security standpoint and not as what benefits your new mistress?” Apollo asked, watching my reaction or that I was trying to hide my reaction to being busted.
“I would say whatever trouble Monroe or the FBI vampires might find themselves in would undoubtedly drag Seraphine in, as well as probably any of us or Goran, so you would probably end up with the addition no matter what you ask for.”
“True and I would ask, but I feel she would not like our normal deer games, as we like to play,” he muttered.
“Reindeer,” I corrected. “Your English is amazing, but it’s a Christmas song reference. It’s reindeer games, and no, I probably won’t, so choose wisely, as I felt how much you wanted what I saw and I would allow it. The full thing.”
His eyes flashed shock for not even a split second, but I caught it. “Chad, what would you be willing to give to have my protection extend to your alliance with Seraphine?”
“A lot, Councilman. I won’t even try to hide how much I would appreciate it. We both know semantics get people out of a lot of duties, and that is a very wide loophole to walk through, as my alliance is with her, not even her family, as they did not want the responsibilities of the FBI problems.”
“If I propose something and he is willing and you are willing, no matter how outlandish, do you promise not to hold it against me?”
“As long as it doesn’t break any laws we’re sworn to uphold,” I agreed after a moment.
He nodded. “An understandable line.” He licked his lips, obviously changing it up, which probably meant we were back to something to do with sex. “I would watch Goran take Chad, as it’s his tie to me that brought this all to fruition and this offer of protection.” He leaned in and kissed me, just the barest brush of our lips. “While being denied the chance to be inside of you who he very much wants right now, while you lay before him.”
“You’re a bit evil,” I accused.
“Yes, it comes with age and sometimes boredom, but I have been very, very good while visiting and with you. Do not judge me for something I want for what I offer. It is not you but him that must pay this price, and while you might consider that prostitution or some such nonsense, to the rest of the world, it is just as any other day of the week.”
“Define ‘lay before him,’” I murmured, not even sure Monroe would do it.
He took in a long, slow breath as he eyed me over like a man who wanted a taste and hoped to get it. “I leave the details to you, as I know you work for him and have rules, I’m sure, but he cannot put his penis inside you in any way.” He smiled widely. “Unless you wish to be on your knees for your boss—” He chuckled as my power flared and filled the room, knocking him back to sit on his feet. “I thought not.”
I looked over to Monroe, and he gave a nod. “Goran, you in?”
“He is attractive, but if he is not into men, that would be—”
“I’m willing, Goran,” Monroe cut in. “It might be my first time, but it’s okay. We can both look at Sera, right?”
“Of course,” Goran agreed, not sounding like he wanted any part of it, which was probably half the fun to Apollo, as he’d miss a lot of what Goran could do with his freedom.
And Goran himself.
I leaned in and teased Apollo’s lower lip. “We agree, but if you pull some tricks and a list of additions you know we didn’t understand, I will do the same when you get your turn with me.”
“I understand. A kiss to seal the deal?”
“My pleasure,” I purred, moving to his lap. “You guys get set up.” I mashed my mouth to Apollo’s, feeding heavily and distracting him while they took a few moments to settle with this new rabbit hole we were going down.
“May I enjoy my fun with a bit of a high?” he breathed in my ear. “Would you allow me the pleasure?”
“If you promise me this is about fun and not torture?”
“There is a fine line between pleasure and pain, but no, I do not bring torture into anything sexual.”
“Do you want to have it the same way?” I teased him. “I still haven’t cleaned up yet.”
“How often can I visit Chicago?” he moaned, laying me down on the floor. He feasted on me and bit where I was seriously shocked I liked it and made my orgasm that much better.
Maybe there really had always been a dirty girl inside of me hoping to come out?
I changed my mind several minutes later as I lay on one of the tables, Monroe naked and leaning over me as Goran finished getting him ready. We were touching and he was agitated, so I could see way too much, knowing he was so focused on trying to not freak out he was totally freaking out.
“Time out on the rules, and no one ever breathes a word of this?” I checked, studying his eyes. I waited until he nodded, Vlad and Apollo agreeing. I pushed up and kissed my boss, feeding him energy from Apollo and helping him relax. I let my siren take over, the rules of no sex clear and willing to let her have fun with an authority figure while giving Apollo a good show. “Do you want me, Chad?”
“Yes,” he breathed, his eyes shocked at my asking or maybe how easily he said it.
“Then why aren’t you touching me?” I purred, lying back down. “I could be on your desk in the office, naked and wound up if you want?”
He moaned, giving me a hesitant look, and I nodded it was really okay. Heck, I could take one for the team and be a distraction given he was doing way more to protect our people. He showed me his fangs, and again I nodded. If he wanted to get a bit drunk to have sex with a guy wh
en he was straight, I could donate the blood.
He pushed my breasts together and teased my nipples, giving me a heated look that let me know he’d wanted to do that. He was attractive, I mean attractive , but after I’d gotten burned with Brian and playing with a boss, Monroe went into some seriously hands off category for me.
I moaned as he bit my nipple, lapping up the few drops of blood he made. I took his hand and moved it between my legs, wanting to take the edge off now too. Gasping when his fingers pushed in me, I cried out when he bit the other nipple.
And apparently Goran took that excitement as a green light because Chad grunted and froze.
Which even I knew was bad for sex.
I bit my lip so it bled and pushed up for another kiss. He took it, relaxing a bit and moaning at the taste of me. When I went to lie back down, a hand fisted my hair and yanked me to the side a bit. Goran kissed me and bit my lip to get a few drops, able to reach me over Monroe. He gave me a grateful look I didn’t get upset as his hand teased my breast.
“More,” I begged, looking back at Monroe. “Please, Chief?”
“Fuck, fuck,” he groaned, leaning down and kissing my breasts as his hand moved faster.
I kept begging, laying it on a bit thick maybe, but it worked for both of them, and Goran finished right after I did. Monroe was left high and dry, but with the protection and deal he’d made. I lay on the table panting, staring up at him. “The shit you guys expose me to is seriously traumatizing.”
“Yup,” he agreed, wincing as they moved off of me.
Not my problem, and I didn’t ask. My part was done.
“Do you need to rest?” Apollo asked as he pulled me to the edge of the table and to sit up.
I heard a throat clear and glanced over to Tasar. He gestured to the clock, and I winced before looking back to Apollo. “No, but the club opens in twenty minutes, and what you want to do would take longer than that.”
“If I do it right,” he agreed, moving between my legs. “What do you propose? Delay opening?”
“No, we can’t do that when still new,” I muttered, shivering as his hands teased me. “Tasar, can you see if one of the larger hot tub rooms is available?” I stared into Apollo’s eyes as his hands kept teasing me, knowing exactly what he was doing and loving every second of it.